CFSMS -Chapter 46 The Pork Knuckle Is Good, but Little Sister Wins My Heart

“Please give your instructions, Senior.”

Qin Zhan cupped his hands respectfully.

He could sense the aura radiating from the person opposite him. The man was roughly at the Nascent Soul Transformation (Huashen) stage, a whole major realm above him.

Combined with the fact that the other party appeared to be of advanced age, calling him “Senior” was entirely appropriate.

Lou Xiaotian nodded as well.

After all, when you eat someone’s food and accept their gifts, you owe them a favor. He understood that principle perfectly.

Besides, this might even be some kind of Baozi Cult team-building activity. If there was delicious food as a reward afterward, Lou Xiaotian felt he would even dare commit arson or murder.

“A new secret realm is about to emerge near Hong’an City. This secret realm only allows cultivators below the Huashen stage to enter, but there is no lower limit.”

“I intend to let Little Lu go inside and take a look. So I hope the two of you can enter alongside her and keep an eye on her.”

The birth of a new secret realm meant countless opportunities lay within.

The first batch of cultivators to enter usually gained the greatest rewards.

He knew Little Lu was all alone, with no powerful backing to protect her.

While he was around, things were fine. But if something ever forced him to leave, he worried she would be bullied.

That was why he wanted her to accumulate more resources and foundations of her own.

An unexplored secret realm was the perfect opportunity.

The only problem was that her cultivation level was too low. Sending her in alone would be dangerous.

If he could arrange for a Nascent Soul brat to serve as her bodyguard and a Golden Core brat to run errands, he would finally be able to relax.

The two young men, completely unaware that their cultivation had been seen through at a glance, exchanged astonished looks.

The appearance of a new secret realm would certainly be reported to all major sects.

Given Qin Zhan’s status within his sect, such news should never bypass him. Yet he had heard nothing at all, while this old man already knew about it in advance.

Countless thoughts flashed through their minds.

“Alright. I agree, Senior.”

After a brief moment of consideration, Qin Zhan accepted.

He was going to enter the secret realm anyway, so protecting Boss Lu at the same time was no trouble at all.

At worst, he could drag Jiang Yunhe along as well.

“I’ll protect Boss Lu too.”

Lou Xiaotian patted his chest and made the same promise.

He was already planning to return home and squeeze a few more life-saving treasures out of his old man, making sure Boss Lu came back from the secret realm completely unharmed.

“I haven’t discussed this with Little Lu yet, so don’t let anything slip later.”

He wanted it to be a surprise.

The two nodded.

“Tea’s ready.”

Lu Wu came out carrying a teapot, only to see the three men—who had been smiling at each other moments ago—suddenly avert their gazes and resume looking as though they couldn’t stand one another.

A giant question mark appeared over Lu Wu’s head.

Was she the extra person here?

Had her existence interrupted the deep bond between these three?

As she sipped the tea and tasted its bitterness, Lu Wu felt a little bitter herself.

What should one do when one’s friends started keeping secrets behind her back?

Life was truly like tea.

When would it finally offer a little sweetness after the bitterness?

Since four people couldn’t exactly play mahjong, everyone soon found excuses to leave after finishing the pot of tea.

Only Lu Wu remained behind in the empty courtyard, feeling inexplicably lonely.

So she was just a cooking tool, huh?

The disposable kind, no less.

With no choice but to entertain herself, Lu Wu waited until the next day and resumed setting up her stall.

The regular customers needed no introduction, while quite a few new faces appeared as well.

Some frequent visitors to the Myriad Poison Valley, having heard that the pork knuckles could neutralize poison, had joined the queue too.

The valley’s visitor traffic had been several times higher than normal these past few days.

With Da Huang acting as the stall guard dog, Lu Wu had far less to worry about.

Busy selling pork knuckles with her head down, she heard sounds of fighting from nearby but didn’t even bother looking up.

Where there were people, there was conflict.

And this jianghu was a particularly noisy one.

Some customers would start fighting over the slightest disagreement, though everyone tacitly avoided the area around Lu Wu’s stall.

As for anyone else caught in the crossfire…

Well, all anyone could say was: unlucky you.

As a result, the timid spectators—or those who only wanted to watch the drama—began hiding behind Lu Wu’s stall.

When Lu Wu turned around to grab ingredients, she found herself staring into a cluster of wide-open eyes.

The shock nearly scared her soul out of her body.

What kind of normal person stood silently behind someone like a ghost, staring with nothing but their eyes visible?

Boom!

After a loud explosion, a woman whose clothing barely covered the important parts stepped out of the dust cloud.

She had arrived about fifteen minutes earlier searching for someone.

The moment she found her target, she attacked without hesitation.

The fight had been so intense that no bystanders could interfere.

As for the unlucky customer she had caught, he was currently lying in a massive crater, either dead or unconscious.

The woman walked straight to Lu Wu’s stall.

“Boss, two pork knuckles, please.”

Her fair skin was exposed to the air, and her figure was voluptuous and alluring.

She paid no attention whatsoever to the prying or lustful gazes around her.

The scenery revealed with every step she took was almost as captivating as Lu Wu’s pork knuckles.

“Demonic enchantress.”

Lu Wu heard someone mutter behind her.

According to the customers’ explanations, this woman appeared to be a cultivator from the Hehuan Sect.

However, the Hehuan Sect she belonged to was one of Qingyuan Realm’s great sects, completely different from the female cultivators of Yanliu Street.

But none of that mattered to Lu Wu.

She was simply selling pork knuckles.

“Big Sister, here’s your pork knuckle.”

Lu Wu couldn’t tell the woman’s age, but calling her “Big Sister” was definitely the safest choice.

“What a sweet mouth.”

The woman smiled.

She leaned lazily against the stall, her body seemingly boneless.

Her beauty rivaled blooming flowers, and her eyes were naturally seductive. Wherever her affectionate gaze swept, the breathing of the surrounding men noticeably quickened.

The beauty reclined softly against the stall.

Her pale, slender fingers lifted a small piece of pork skin.

Tilting her head slightly back, she parted her lips and let the morsel rest upon her tongue.

The corners of her eyes curved upward like a fox’s, creating a breathtakingly enchanting sight.

A trace of sauce stained the edge of her lips.

She wiped it away with a finger before slowly drawing that finger between her lips.

Smiling, she met Lu Wu’s gaze.

“Am I pretty?”

Her gentle voice drifted over like silken threads weaving an inescapable net.

Faced with such a vibrant beauty, Lu Wu chose to follow her heart.

“Very pretty!”

She truly was beautiful.

No wonder all the men were staring.

Even Lu Wu, as a woman, wanted to reach out and touch her.

Who didn’t love a soft, fragrant beauty?

“The pork knuckle is good, but little sister wins my heart even more.”

“My name is Xia Yi. Xia as in summer, Yi as in ripples.”

“If anyone gives you trouble in the future, feel free to mention my name.”

“Though whether it’ll actually help, I can’t guarantee.”

The sudden turn in the conversation nearly made Lu Wu throw out her back.

“My name is Lu Wu. Wu as in wilderness.”

Seeing that the woman was an interesting person, Lu Wu accepted the goodwill she offered.

“Little Lu Wu, when you look for a man in the future, make sure to keep your eyes open. Never choose one of those heartless, faithless scoundrels.”

Her finger casually pointed toward the huge crater.

An icy chill filled her eyes.

“That man deceived one of my junior sisters, stole her heart, then took advantage of her innocence to steal a treasured artifact from our sect.”

“He truly deserves to die.”

As she spoke, her gaze swept across the crowd.

When she had attacked earlier, some people had seemed eager to seek justice for the man.

Now, however, none dared meet her eyes.

No one could gauge Xia Yi’s true strength.

Furthermore, she clearly had a legitimate grievance.

For the sake of their lives, it was best not to meddle in other people’s affairs.