CFSMS -Chapter 239 It’s Just a Slightly Dirty Hem

Ye Chi was currently “flying” in a very involuntary manner.

One step behind, Qi Jing narrowly escaped the fate of being kicked away by the little yellow guy. She twisted sharply in midair, found a safe spot, and landed. The other disciples followed suit in imitation.

The fight was still going on—but cotton candy had to be eaten too.

When it was time for Lu Wu to set up her stall, they all stopped their fighting and killing and spontaneously gathered toward the small island.

The assessment? Put it aside for now.

“You’re not going to look for Ye Chi?”
Lu Wu smiled as she looked at Qi Jing, who was standing stiffly in front of the stall, too intimidated by Little Yellow’s presence to move.

“Nope.”
Qi Jing pouted.

That kick probably sent him flying very far.

By the time she found him, Boss Lu would already be closing up.

Not worth it.

After all, a smelly man was nowhere near as important as sweet cotton candy.

Lu Wu gave her a thumbs-up. Looking at the long queue, she felt today’s task completion was very promising.

Even though each cotton candy was big, it wasn’t actually filling.

On top of that, there weren’t many customers, so Lu Wu didn’t impose any limit.

People were buying multiple servings at once. Some even had “squirrel hoarding” tendencies, stockpiling them in storage space.

The stall was booming, and Lu Wu was running around nonstop.

Meanwhile, the other little candy figures who had shared Little Yellow’s cotton candy were still unsatisfied.

Some licked their fingers and, seeing the crowded stall, simply flew to the back of the queue.

The other little ones weren’t far behind either, all rushing forward.

Seeing how enthusiastic their younger siblings were, Little Red put her hands on her hips and raised her chin proudly, as if saying: you should’ve listened earlier.

Ding-dong, ding-dong.

The system occasionally chimed. After finishing another cotton candy, Lu Wu stretched her slightly sore arms and glanced at the interface.

[Quest Progress: 500/500]

The customers were extremely cooperative—Lu Wu had successfully completed the quest.

Deep Blue, add points.

Lu Wu stomped her foot.

A familiar warm current surged through her body, flowing through her meridians and cleansing her physique. The numbing sensation from her cultivation breakthrough made her shiver slightly.

“I’m really amazing,” she praised herself inwardly.

See? Through her relentless effort, her cultivation had improved again—she had reached the late Golden Core stage.

“You agree too, right, system?”

Cheating really was satisfying.

After indulging in her little self-celebration, Lu Wu tidied up her mood and continued serving customers.

“Boss, I want the wash-cut-blow cotton candy.”

“I want rainbow flavored!”

The crowd chattered noisily, though their eyes occasionally drifted toward the seven little figures.

They were all disciples of the Rainbow Sect, and rumors about those little beings were already circulating.

No matter how one looked at it, those seven little ones seemed closely connected to the Rainbow Stone.

“Bro, are you suspecting those little guys are the Rainbow Stone?” someone sent a voice transmission.

“Yes. I’m planning to make a move. If I succeed, I’ll be set for life.”

The Rainbow Stone was a divine stone. If one could gain its recognition, they would soar to greatness.

Though the risk was high, the reward was equally enormous.

Seeing that it would still take a while before his turn, the bold disciple asked his friend to save his spot, then suddenly bent over, clutching his stomach.

“Ow, my stomach hurts! I need to go deal with it!”

With a pained expression, he left the queue, seemingly heading toward the woods—but in reality, he subtly drifted toward the little figures.

The little figures were chatting among themselves.

The palm-sized dolls floated in the air. Even though their speech was mature, their cute appearance made them look harmless.

The approaching disciple didn’t seem to raise any suspicion.

“Now!”

The distance closed to just a few steps. A flash of excitement appeared in his eyes as he lunged forward at full speed.

His target was Little Green—a girl.

Perhaps due to propriety, he didn’t try to grab her directly, but instead reached for her green skirt.

The plan was about to succeed.

Whoosh!

Just before his fingers touched the hem, Little Green shifted slightly, perfectly dodging his grasp.

She hadn’t even turned around, as if completely unaware.

“?”

The disciple didn’t believe it was coincidence, but it was too late to retreat.

He decided to go all in and grabbed again with both hands.

A breeze swept across her skirt.

Again, it narrowly avoided him.

His eyes widened.

“I don’t believe this!”

He tried once more—but this time, Little Green seemed to find something amusing and spun in the air, lifting her skirt as she twirled.

The hem bloomed like a flower.

Beautiful.

But when the edge of her skirt brushed his face, he finally understood what true pain was.

Just a light touch—and it felt like a crushing blow.

His eyes bulged, blood rushed to his face, and his body stiffened.

But it wasn’t over.

He suddenly felt his body lighten, his vision rising rapidly.

It felt like he was standing shoulder-to-shoulder with the sun.

Yes—he was flying.

He left a streak across the night sky and disappeared from view.

“Huh? A fly?” Little Green blinked innocently, pouting, looking completely pure and clueless.

All the disciples who witnessed this immediately shrank back and averted their eyes.

Not that no one had thought of trying the same thing—but after seeing the consequences of that brave pioneer, they all came to enlightenment.

“Let’s just eat cotton candy.”

“Yeah, yeah. Fighting and killing isn’t as good as enjoying food.”

“Huh? There’s an empty spot here. I calculated it—this seat is fated to be mine.”

“Hey, you’re too sneaky!”

“Hehe!”

Survival requires caution.

Seeing those disciples retreat into cowardice, Little Green looked slightly disappointed.

She hadn’t had enough “fly-swatting” yet.

Lu Wu’s evaluation of the situation was simple:

Just a slightly dirty hem.

Another fulfilling day passed. When Lu Wu packed up her stall, the disciples were still reluctant to leave.

“Boss Lu, can you stay a bit longer?”

They hadn’t had enough—far from it.

A small cotton candy was nowhere near enough to satisfy them.

Lu Wu’s name had already spread among the disciples over these past few days. Now, the most common greeting wasn’t “How are your parents?” but:

“Have you eaten cotton candy today?”

It had become a kind of currency among the disciples.

No amount of sweet talk could compare to a single stick of cotton candy.

At times of life and death, some even used cotton candy to buy their way out—and their opponents actually accepted it.

So close… another day survived.

“Nope, nope. We need a regular schedule to live long lives,” Lu Wu firmly refused.

Everyone: ?

Blessing cultivators with long life—Boss Lu, are you sure that isn’t a curse?

Once again refusing overtime, Lu Wu ignored the wailing crowd and packed up her stall.

“See you all tomorrow~”

“NOOO—!”

Miserable cries echoed behind her, but Lu Wu didn’t look back.

Work is over.