CFSMS -Chapter 75 You’re Not Good Enough

Humans cannot resist meat, and neither can beasts.

When pork with alternating layers of fat and lean sizzled beside the fire, dripping oil, the dragon knew—he would never escape the grasp of this detestable woman in his lifetime.

Indeed, she was the woman he both loved and hated. She knew exactly how to control him.

And yet, even the dragon’s heart had become a subordinate beneath her skirt.

He only wished… to eat more.

The malevolent dragon stared unblinkingly.

He watched as the small chunks of meat slowly changed from reddish-brown to an alluring golden crisp under the intense heat.

Firelight flickered across the barbecue, coating it in a soft glow.

When Lu Wu brushed oil and seasoning onto the meat, the pieces trembled slightly under her touch.

Crispy on the outside, tender on the inside—this barbecue had reached peak perfection.

Everyone fell silent.

The tense, sword-drawn atmosphere from moments ago instantly dissolved.

For this food, humans and beasts had laid down their hostility. Even Huohuo temporarily abandoned her desire to peck the evil dragon to death, squatting quietly beside Lu Wu and waiting.

The entire scene was quiet.

Only the occasional crackle of burning wood and the suppressed sound of swallowing saliva remained.

Humans and beasts reacted in perfect unison.

“Chirp chirp!”

As an omnivorous bird and the strongest combatant present, Huohuo chirped, asking when the barbecue would be ready.

She was dying of craving.

She had lived so many years and never eaten meat this delicious before.

What kind of miserable life had she been living all this time?

As expected, those bitter scenes occasionally flashing in her mind must have been fake.

“Alright, alright.”

“Eat up…”

There was plenty. Lu Wu distributed the meat to both humans and beasts, also taking a skewer herself and biting down.

A crisp crack sounded.

At the moment her teeth closed, the pressure released the meat’s oils into her mouth.

Lu Wu’s fire control was perfect—the charred exterior did not hide the tenderness inside.

The slightly chewy meat was springy.

The aroma of seasoning dominated the mouth with overwhelming force.

The smoky flavor of the firewood blended just right with the meat, fully awakening the taste buds.

Every bite brought a new layer of experience.

All the waiting was richly rewarded at this moment.

“ROAR!”

The dragon, unable to resist the delight, no longer hid his identity and let out a satisfied roar.

The surrounding temperature rose noticeably.

But Qin Zhan and the others could feel it—they only wanted to fight this “little demon” of barbecue for three hundred rounds.

Who cared about a little heat? It could not shake their resolve.

“Awoo, so good!”

Luo Xiaotian let out an almost non-human howl, his mouth covered in oil.

The cold, aloof man from before was long gone.

Jiang Yunhe elegantly wiped the grease from the corner of his mouth, while his tongue slid across his lips, collecting every trace of seasoning soaked in oil.

Not a drop wasted.

His hand subtly reached toward Qin Zhan beside him.

He had finished his share—but his appetite had not.

For his own sake, he decided to betray his good brother.

Brothers are meant to be sacrificed for oneself.

Jiang Yunhe’s reasoning was completely sound.

But he didn’t know Qin Zhan was already prepared.

Stealing food like this was common among Lu Wu’s diners.

Brothers turning against each other, even fathers and sons becoming enemies—it all happened whenever she set up a stall.

Qin Zhan, who once nearly betrayed his master for half a pork knuckle, knew this all too well.

So the moment he sensed Jiang Yunhe’s movement, Qin Zhan raised his skewer in front of him and licked it all over.

Disgusting?

A little.

Lu Wu looked away with an indescribable expression, while Jiang Yunhe silently withdrew his hand, giving Qin Zhan a “just you wait” look.

Qin Zhan, smug and satisfied, thought he had won again.

But he forgot something—besides humans who cared about hygiene, there was also a group that followed pure instinct.

And among them… was a certain malevolent dragon with no cleanliness habits at all.

Swish!

A massive tongue swept past Qin Zhan’s face, instantly stealing the skewers he had just licked.

The dragon even revealed his true form for the sake of food.

His enormous body coiled behind Qin Zhan, a sharp claw resting on his shoulder, pinning him in place so he could not even turn around.

The dragon’s eyes were large and indifferent, carrying a silent warning.

Qin Zhan, “kept” by the dragon, dared not speak in anger.

He could only stare at his empty hands in despair.

He should not have shown off.

As expected, food only truly belongs to you when it is inside your mouth.

Unlike Qin Zhan’s grief, the dragon stroked his beard and slowly savored his victory.

He had eaten.

He was happy.

But his true form was too large; this amount of food was barely a snack.

In the end, he shrank into a small snake, coiling the remaining skewers in his arms and finishing them off.

Burp.

At last, he was full.

He lay flat at Lu Wu’s feet, lazily brushing his tail against her skirt.

He had accepted his fate.

Whether he stretched his neck out or retracted it, it made no difference.

If he was going to die, he might as well die gracefully.

Lu Wu chuckled and stroked his scales. The dull, dusty condition of them showed his poor state.

With Huohuo around, she wasn’t worried about the dragon.

She was simply thinking whether there were more possibilities.

To Lu Wu’s right, a plate was empty.

It originally held several skewers—but its disappearance went unspoken, as if unnoticed.

Inside the stone monument cave, a skeleton used a wooden stick to pick its teeth.

Its bony face stretched into a grin.

“This little girl… she knows what she’s doing.”

She even knew to leave some food as bribery.

No one knew better than him how much he had been craving these dishes these past days.

As expected—once you’ve had it, you can never let it go.

For the sake of this food, he was even willing to try living a few more years.

But since he couldn’t leave this place, he might as well make his old friend stay with him too.

Little dragon… this old one is about to get serious again.

…

Outside the secret realm, the city lord of Hong’an City, who had been waiting there all this time, suddenly stood up and looked toward a certain direction.

An ordinary-looking old man walked out from there, hands behind his back, expression solemn, gaze cold.

It was none other than Grandpa Li.

“Senior, why have you come?” the city lord asked cautiously.

He was arrogant—but not in front of this old man.

After all, those who had been arrogant in front of him were now probably drinking tea with the King of Hell.

“You’re useless,” Grandpa Li said with a glance, his tone full of disappointment.

The city lord opened his mouth to retort—but under a single glare, he swallowed it back down.

Because… he really was useless.