CFSMS -Chapter 23 The Pigs: The Living Yama Has Arrived

On a dark and windy night, by the time the master and disciple finally found the alley where Lu Wu lived, the entire town had already fallen silent.

Some heartless person had spread countless false rumors about Lu Wu’s address throughout Little River Town, causing them to spend all this time searching before finally finding the correct location.

“Is it this house?”

Standing at the entrance and looking at the tightly shut door, Qin Zhan felt uneasy.

Perhaps it was just his imagination, but he couldn’t shake the feeling that his back was tingling, as if some terrifying existence had its eyes fixed on him.

He raised his hand and knocked.

His knuckles landed on the door.

But instead of the expected thump-thump sound, what rang out was Qin Zhan’s own scream.

“AHHH!”

“My hand!”

He jerked his hand back and clutched his fingers, grimacing in agony.

His exaggerated performance instantly darkened Tianfeng Daoist’s face.

Smack!

A slap landed on the back of Qin Zhan’s head.

“Stop acting.”

As his master, Tianfeng Daoist knew exactly how strong his disciple was. How could knocking on a door make it look like he’d broken his hand?

“It’s real, Master!”

Qin Zhan’s eyes reddened as he looked at Tianfeng Daoist with grievance written all over his face.

He raised his hand for inspection.

Tianfeng Daoist glanced at it and sneered.

“Doesn’t it look perfectly fine?”

Not only was there no broken skin, there wasn’t even a trace of redness.

Qin Zhan felt utterly wronged.

He stepped forward again and tried to knock.

The moment his fingers touched the door, it felt as though they had been run over by a massive carriage. The pain was so intense that he genuinely thought his hand was about to break.

“M-Master…”

His voice trembled with tears.

Wiping at the corners of his eyes, Qin Zhan felt that he could no longer stay strong.

It hurt too much.

This time, Tianfeng Daoist didn’t refute him.

Just moments ago, he had sensed a fluctuation of spiritual energy from this wooden door—a door that looked as though it could be smashed apart with a single palm strike.

“It’s a formation.”

After walking over for a closer inspection, Tianfeng Daoist stroked his beard thoughtfully.

“Someone has placed a formation on it. A very advanced one. Even I can’t break it for now.”

“If I’m not mistaken, someone doesn’t want visitors disturbing the owner of this house.”

He continued stroking his beard.

He knew many formation masters and could tell that this formation was extraordinarily powerful—far beyond his ability to dismantle.

Since they couldn’t break through, their dream of eating buns tonight was completely shattered.

“Let’s go.”

Though disappointed, Tianfeng Daoist signaled for Qin Zhan to lead the way.

With his hands clasped behind his back, he looked every bit the transcendent expert.

In reality, the hand hidden behind him was still numb.

From that brief contact alone, he knew the person behind this formation possessed cultivation superior to his own.

But with his disciple standing right there, Tianfeng Daoist absolutely could not admit that he had lost this invisible confrontation by a slight margin.

Next door, after watching the master and disciple leave, Old Li finally let out a smug chuckle.

“Well done.”

He praised the members of the Bun Sect.

One of the outer disciples had discovered the pair asking around for Lu Wu’s address long ago.

As a result, Old Li had prepared defensive measures in advance.

The false information spread throughout town had also been deliberately circulated by Bun Sect members.

After properly commending his followers, Old Li looked toward Lu Wu’s courtyard, his gaze profound.

Two battles.

Two victories.

He was undoubtedly the guardian deity.

Boss Lu, as long as I’m here, you’re invincible.

A new day arrived.

Lu Wu failed to get out of bed.

She slept in.

The seven-day mission had ended, and she didn’t need to set up her stall today. Suddenly finding herself with nothing to do, she could only pass the time on One Realm Link.

Her internet addiction simply couldn’t be cured, no matter what world she lived in.

One Realm Link is so much fun. Hehehe!

After playing to her heart’s content, Lu Wu finally put the device down and realized it was already afternoon.

Half the day had vanished just like that.

Feeling guilty for wasting time, she rubbed her slightly hungry stomach and was about to make something simple to eat when a notification sound rang out.

Ding-dong.

The system had sent a new message.

【Mission Updated.】

【Current Mission: Sell 500 portions of Braised Pork Hock within seven days.】

【Designated Location: Entrance of Ten Thousand Poisons Valley.】

【Designated Time: Noon to Wei Hour.】

In other words, from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m.

Along with the new mission came the system’s recipe for braised pork hock.

The ingredient list was complicated enough to make her head ache.

But what troubled Lu Wu even more was the location.

Ten Thousand Poisons Valley lay outside Little River Town.

It was a naturally dangerous area and a popular destination for cultivators seeking training opportunities and hidden treasures.

The valley contained not only heavenly treasures but also countless poisonous creatures.

When Lu Wu first arrived in this world, she’d heard that around three years ago, a tide of venomous insects had erupted from Ten Thousand Poisons Valley.

Little River Town had nearly been wiped out.

That alone showed just how dangerous the place was.

People entering the valley were either focused on staying alive or searching for treasures.

Who would stop to eat her braised pork hocks?

Still…

Looking at the recipe illustration and the gloriously plump piece of pork hock pictured on it, Lu Wu couldn’t help swallowing.

Maybe it was worth a try.

The mission wouldn’t begin until tomorrow, giving her time to gather ingredients.

When purchasing pork before, she had gotten acquainted with a butcher named Lin.

His family operated a pig farm.

Lu Wu decided to buy directly from him.

The location was somewhat remote.

When she arrived, Butcher Lin was already waiting at the entrance.

“Boss Lu, you’re here.”

He led the way.

Only after entering did Lu Wu realize this wasn’t some small family farm.

It was practically a miniature agricultural enterprise.

Besides a large number of spirit pigs, there were also poultry enclosures, and she even saw several fish ponds under construction.

It was obvious that Butcher Lin’s family was quite wealthy.

“Brother Lin, impressive.”

“In the future, I can come directly to you for chickens, ducks, and fish too.”

She had gotten along well with him during previous transactions.

If possible, she’d like to source all her ingredients from here.

“Boss Lu can come to me anytime.”

“I guarantee that the livestock here are among the highest quality not only in Little River Town but even in Hong’an City.”

“I never engage in deception or pass off inferior goods as premium products.”

“And whenever Boss Lu comes to buy, I’ll give you a ten-percent discount.”

Butcher Lin was a straightforward man.

He made the promise on the spot.

Little River Town belonged to Hong’an City.

When the topic arose, Butcher Lin spoke at length about the city, clearly someone who had seen the world beyond their town.

Following him, Lu Wu eventually arrived at the spirit pig pasture.

The pigs were free-range.

On the hillside, enormous spirit pigs grazed leisurely, each one fat and robust.

She even noticed that some of them were eating spiritual plants rich with spiritual energy.

Because they were nourished by spiritual energy, the pork from these pigs lacked the usual gamey smell and instead possessed a rich, pure meat fragrance.

Lu Wu’s gaze gradually settled on their massive pork hocks.

The pigs immediately grew restless.

They kicked up their hooves and fled farther away.

Not good!

The Living Yama has arrived!

“Brother Lin, this time I’d like to purchase some pork hocks.”

“At least five hundred portions’ worth.”

Lu Wu estimated.

Honestly, judging by how supportive her customers usually were, she could probably sell five thousand portions.

But this mission was in a different location, and many regular customers might not be able to find her.

So she settled on a conservative number.

Even so, five hundred portions was no small amount.

“No problem.”

“We happen to be slaughtering a batch of mature pigs today.”

“I’ll deliver them to you this evening.”

Even though she only wanted the hocks, Butcher Lin didn’t hesitate.

His pigs were high quality.

The remaining cuts could easily be sold separately.

One pig, multiple profits.

There was no risk of waste.

After settling the arrangements, Lu Wu left the farm carrying some cured pork sausages that Butcher Lin had given her.

She had already decided.

Tonight, she’d make sausage steamed rice and treat herself to a good meal.