CFSMS -Chapter 273 Just Tell Me Whether It Tastes Good or Not

Among the various popsicles, the most ordinary—and the most cooling—was undoubtedly the mung bean shaved-ice popsicle.

While making it, Lu Wu had deliberately left some crushed mung beans inside.

As a result, tiny green bean skins could be seen embedded across the surface of the popsicle.

It had a distinctly grainy texture.

As he brought it closer, the chill radiating from the popsicle clung to his fingers. Looking at the treat in his hand, Yan Ancestor found himself unsure where to take the first bite.

“Very cute.”

He sighed in admiration.

The bear-paw shape spoke volumes about Lu Wu’s girlish tastes. It was delightfully amusing.

After a moment’s thought, Yan Ancestor decided he didn’t want to ruin the bear paw’s appearance. Instead, he opened his mouth wide and stuffed the entire popsicle into it.

“Hiss!”

The next instant, he sucked in a sharp breath.

The thoroughly frozen popsicle entered his mouth, and the icy cold immediately froze his teeth.

The problem was that the whole thing was in there at once, blocking his mouth so completely that he couldn’t even swallow.

Fortunately, Yan Ancestor cultivated a fire-attributed technique. Once the popsicle came into contact with the warmth inside his mouth, it melted quickly enough to give him room to breathe.

The melted liquid intertwined with his lips and tongue.

A refreshing sweetness burst forth with the fragrance of mung beans. The rich aroma made his throat instinctively swallow down the cool sweetness.

The bits of mung bean provided a faint chewiness. As the outer layer of shaved ice gradually melted, the delicate smoothness of the bean paste spread through his mouth along with a refreshing coolness.

Slurp!

Yan Ancestor kept his mouth tightly shut, sucking and swallowing diligently, determined not to let even a drop escape.

The addition of milk gave the bean paste a fuller, richer texture, carrying a faint milky fragrance.

The sweetness was perfectly balanced.

Even the remaining ice crystals were savored with great enjoyment.

“Boss Lu, how about following me from now on? You can just make popsicles for me every day.”

Yan Ancestor attempted to recruit Lu Wu.

He desperately wanted to keep her around.

He didn’t even dare imagine how he would survive future scorching summers without these cool, thirst-quenching popsicles.

Before Lu Wu could answer, someone rejected the offer on her behalf.

“You rough brute. You’re always playing with fire and nearly burning yourself. What if Boss Lu gets hurt staying by your side?”

The speaker was Blade Emperor.

Unable to resist after seeing how much everyone enjoyed the treats, he had descended as well.

Watching Yan Ancestor happily devour the mung bean popsicle, Blade Emperor—who considered himself a completely different type of person—picked up a Popsicle Assassin.

Two top-grade spirit stones left his hand without hesitation.

Being rich meant being willful.

And honestly, this popsicle was gorgeous.

Its gentle pink-and-white coloring looked smooth and elegant, while the freeze-dried strawberry pieces attached to the surface gave it a sweet, romantic appearance.

Cold mist drifted around it, softening Blade Emperor’s sharp features.

After admiring it for a while, he took a bite, revealing the interior.

The white chocolate coating and strawberry ice cream formed a perfect combination.

Having never tasted chocolate before, the first thing Blade Emperor noticed was the crisp snap of the white chocolate. Following that came the dominant flavor—a rich, sweet milkiness.

There was even a faint grassy note to it.

As the chocolate melted from his body heat, the lingering fats became even more fragrant.

But what he looked forward to most was the ice cream beneath.

The strawberry ice cream, made from real strawberries, contained visible dark-red strands of strawberry flesh.

The fresh strawberry jam had been carefully simmered by Lu Wu herself, achieving a perfect balance between sweetness and tartness while bursting with fruity aroma.

When the two came together, the sweetness of the white chocolate intertwined with the slight acidity of the strawberries, neutralizing any cloying richness and leaving behind a long, lingering aftertaste.

Crunchy on the outside, yet soft and smooth within.

It reminded Blade Emperor of a woman he had once loved—strong on the outside, gentle on the inside.

Unfortunately, they had never gotten their happy ending.

But today, he possessed this entire popsicle.

To hell with appearances.

Blade Emperor swept away the melting cream with his tongue.

The icy coolness rolled down his throat and finally settled into his stomach.

After days of continuous battle, the restlessness lingering in his heart was soothed at last.

Vaguely, he felt his cultivation state advancing.

That fleeting moment of enlightenment made him cast a profound glance at Lu Wu.

Compared to Blade Emperor’s bold eating style, Azure Emperor was much more elegant.

Maintaining his youthful appearance, he held a creamy milk pudding popsicle and slowly licked it.

The rich milk flavor danced across his tongue, silky and delicate.

Every swallow was a pleasure.

The unique food and its unique texture made all three ancestors fall deeply in love with this delicacy called popsicles.

They simply sat on their little stools, eating one bite at a time.

Above their heads, the two armies continued fighting to the death.

Wounds burst open. Blood flowed freely. Figures occasionally fell from the sky.

Compared to the cruelty of the battlefield, the area around the stall seemed almost peaceful and idyllic.

Lu Wu happily munched on her favorite Chocliz.

The chocolate shell and crunchy chocolate core were her favorites.

She could eat them forever without getting tired of them.

The second day’s mission had been completed.

Without the pressure of a task hanging over her, Lu Wu relaxed and gazed at the bizarre scene unfolding overhead.

“Hmph. Your human race is already on the brink, yet you still indulge in pleasure. What exactly do you have to compete with us?”

After witnessing this scene, a powerful demon mocked them mercilessly.

His booming voice shook heaven and earth.

Lu Wu heard it and immediately felt her ears ringing.

The demon was clearly trying to crush the morale of the human side.

As powerful figures among humanity, every action of Azure Emperor and the others carried influence.

Especially in a situation like this, it could easily cause morale to collapse.

Yet in the face of such psychological warfare, Azure Emperor merely directed his avatar and launched a fierce counterattack.

“Wolf Demon, dealing with you doesn’t even require my true body.”

“The backbone of humanity cannot be broken by your honeyed words. The tide of destiny is on our side. Your defeat is inevitable.”

The moment Azure Emperor acted, the Wolf Demon was instantly driven into a miserable state.

If the demons truly possessed the power to sweep across the world, they wouldn’t still be locked in a stalemate here.

After all, humanity hadn’t even become serious yet.

Seeing his provocation fail, the Wolf Demon dodged Azure Emperor’s attack, his face twisted with malice.

The way he looked at Lu Wu carried murderous intent.

For an enemy of that caliber, even a single glance felt overwhelmingly oppressive.

Crunch…

Startled, Lu Wu hurriedly took another bite of her popsicle to calm herself.

Honestly, the crispy chocolate coating was amazing.

Ordinary chocolate became cloying if you ate too much.

But once frozen, the chill subdued its richness, making the flavor far gentler.

Combined with the creamy ice cream beneath, the sweetness became perfectly balanced.

Completely immersed in enjoying her popsicle, Lu Wu simply ignored the murderous stare and continued eating with relish.

Seeing this, Azure Emperor laughed.

“This little girl certainly has a big heart.”

He casually waved a hand, shielding Lu Wu from the Wolf Demon’s killing gaze.

Then, with a flick of his sleeve, he moved to behead the Wolf Demon—

Only to be stopped by Yan Ancestor.

“I have an idea.”

“Here’s the deal, Wolf Demon. Come over and try one of these popsicles.”

“If, after tasting it, you honestly think it isn’t delicious, then the three of us won’t enter the battlefield today.”

“Of course, under the Mirror of Clarity, no lies are permitted.”

“But if you admit that the popsicle is delicious, then your demon race must retreat three thousand li. What do you say?”

Yan Ancestor thought it was a brilliant proposal.

There was no way he believed creatures as driven by desire as demons could resist the temptation of good food.