CFSMS -Chapter 30 The Poison Master Strikes Again

The moment Da Huang peacefully closed his eyes, Lu Wu saw the looks of awe and fear being directed at her from all around.

Those expressions seemed to say:

“This woman is way too vicious. The dog is already dying, yet she’s poisoning it even more. That’s cruelty on a whole new level!”

For a moment, Lu Wu was speechless.

“Come on, wake up already.”

The body beneath her hands was still rising and falling with each breath, and much more strongly than before.

So how could these people not see that the dog wasn’t dead?

All she could do was silently cheer Da Huang on, hoping he’d wake up quickly and clear her name.

Perhaps her prayers worked. The closed-eyed Da Huang was once again lured back by the temptations of the mortal world.

He was confused.

How could he still smell such delicious meat after death?

Could it be that even hell contained someone as extraordinary as Boss Lu?

Surrounded by an endless sea of meaty fragrance, Da Huang slowly opened his eyes.

The moment those big dog eyes opened, he saw Lu Wu’s delighted face.

“Woof woof woof?”

Boss Lu, did you die too?

“Woof woof woof!”

Don’t worry, Boss Lu. Even in hell, I, Dog Overlord Tian, will still be your most loyal dog!

Though Lu Wu couldn’t understand dog language, she somehow sensed the meaning behind those barks.

But that really wasn’t necessary.

“You’re not dead.”

She gestured for Da Huang to look around.

His awakening instantly widened the eyes of everyone who had been treating Lu Wu like some legendary poison master.

Anyone with eyes could tell that when Da Huang emerged from Myriad Poison Valley earlier, he had been on the verge of death.

That was perfectly normal.

The valley’s poisons claimed lives every day, let alone those of a weak demon beast.

Everyone had been waiting for him to die.

Yet not only was he alive, he was now bursting with energy.

In fact, Da Huang was currently running circles around the area.

Even he could hardly believe it.

After sprinting around joyfully, he discovered that the poison that had been constantly corroding his body was disappearing.

The burning pain had also eased considerably.

He, Da Huang—

No.

He, Dog Overlord Tian, had returned!

“Woof woof woof!”

Boss Lu, you’re such a good person!

From now on, I’m your dog. Don’t think you can get rid of me!

The excited dog ran around Lu Wu, barking nonstop.

Having somehow synced brainwaves with him, Lu Wu’s lips twitched.

Was she being blackmailed by a dog?

“Ahem…”

“Here, have some pork knuckle.”

Catching the puzzled looks from the crowd, Lu Wu pressed her lips together to hide her laughter. Then, under Da Huang’s eager gaze, she lifted a large braised pork knuckle from the pot and placed half of it in front of him.

“If I can’t sell them all, the leftovers are yours.”

Lu Wu absolutely refused to sell food overnight.

If the pork knuckles were still unsold by the end of the day, she might as well let Da Huang enjoy them.

Glancing at the man still lying motionless in the shade, Lu Wu angrily grabbed her own pork knuckle and started eating alongside the dog.

And honestly?

It was delicious.

The aroma effortlessly awakened everyone’s appetite.

Inside Myriad Poison Valley, unless one was exceptionally powerful, merely staying alive required all of their attention.

Nobody had the luxury of enjoying good food.

The fragrance of this pork knuckle was downright intoxicating.

“Damn it, my mouth is drying up from drooling.”

“This is too much!”

Why did the pork knuckle have to smell this good?

Wasn’t this deliberately damaging people’s Dao hearts?

Someone cursed bitterly as they watched the human and dog feast together.

The consequences of all the earlier wild assumptions were simply too severe.

Even with Da Huang serving as living proof, no one dared step forward to buy anything.

Lu Wu could only vent her frustration by taking savage bites of the pork knuckle.

She poured genuine emotion into every dish she made.

Only food crafted with sincere feeling could contain such rich flavor, making people unable to stop eating.

It could conquer humans.

And dogs.

“Woof!”

My pork knuckle!

It’s delicious! So delicious!

Nom! Nom!

Every expression on Da Huang’s dog face advertised just how incredible the pork knuckle tasted.

Unable to express himself with anything beyond barking, the exhilarated dog felt so energized that he wanted to run back immediately and fight that cold-blooded snake for three hundred rounds.

He, Dog Overlord Tian, was back at full health!

His tail wagged so hard it practically took flight, kicking up enough dust to get into Lu Wu’s eyes.

Left with no choice, she stood up while continuing to eat.

The tender meat melted into rich juices in her mouth, warming her heart that had been so thoroughly wounded by everyone’s ridiculous imagination.

After a few bites, Lu Wu finally calmed down.

As the lingering fragrance filled her mouth, she looked ahead and noticed three more people emerging from the entrance of Myriad Poison Valley.

One of them was in particularly bad shape.

He was being carried out.

Blood covered his body, and exposed portions of his arms bore the marks of something that had pecked at his flesh.

The blackened wounds were horrifying to behold.

Even the blood flowing from them lacked any healthy red color.

He had been poisoned.

His lips were pitch black, and although he was still conscious, his vitality was rapidly fading.

His eyelids drooped weakly.

One look was enough to know that the King of Hell had already called his name.

The blood covering his face made him look strangely familiar.

Lu Wu couldn’t help taking a few extra glances.

Perhaps sensing her gaze, the man on the stretcher struggled to turn his head toward her.

The moment their eyes met, his gaze suddenly brightened.

Like…

A final burst of life before death.

Being stared at like that made Lu Wu shiver.

It was weird.

And honestly a little creepy.

“Ah…”

The man on the stretcher suddenly began struggling.

Using all his remaining strength, he raised a trembling hand and pointed in Lu Wu’s direction.

If Lu Wu hadn’t known she was innocent, she would have thought the man was using his last breath to identify his murderer.

The thought gave her goosebumps.

“Big Brother, what’s wrong?”

“Don’t worry! It’ll be okay! We’ll definitely find someone to save you!”

“Big Brother, hang in there! If you die, what are we supposed to do?”

His two younger brothers failed to understand his intentions and began wailing miserably.

Their cries were enough to make any listener’s heart ache.

“Ah…”

The man weakly pushed away the younger brother leaning over him and stared toward Lu Wu with all the strength he could muster.

The longing written in his eyes was impossible to ignore.

The two younger brothers followed his gaze and spotted Lu Wu, who was trying to make herself less noticeable.

“What smells so good?”

The youngest brother sniffed the air, his eyes immediately locking onto the source.

“Why is someone selling pork knuckles here?”

The aroma was unbelievably authentic.

The smell alone made his mouth water.

If the timing weren’t so inappropriate, he would’ve gone over and bought some immediately.

“Big Brother must’ve been distracted by the smell of the meat. Let’s hurry and leave.”

After some thought, the second brother concluded that he’d figured everything out.

He motioned for the youngest brother to continue carrying the stretcher.

Who would have thought that upon hearing those words, the man would summon the last of his strength and roll directly off the stretcher?

Everyone was stunned.

Tears welled up in the man’s eyes as he looked toward Lu Wu.

That familiar expression finally made Lu Wu realize something.

He seemed…

To want pork knuckle.

The look on his face was exactly the same as that of her crazed regular customers.

“Big Brother seems to want that pork knuckle.”

The youngest brother finally deciphered the man’s meaning and spoke hesitantly.

“Impossible!”

The second brother rejected the idea outright.

Then he watched as his eldest brother grabbed the youngest brother’s pant leg and hoarsely voiced his agreement.

Well done, Little Third.

I didn’t spoil you for nothing all these years.