CFSMS -Chapter 9 For a Single Bun, Heaven’s Chosen Battle the Dog Overlord

【I got the buns, but the meat buns were sold out. I’ll tell you about the others after I’ve tried them.】

The sender was from Fengyun City, not far from Little River Town. She had discovered the bun stall through the One Realm Network.

She and a friend shared a passion for food. They often split up to hunt for unique delicacies, and whenever one found something good, they’d invite the other to try it.

After spotting the post and realizing Little River Town was nearby, she decided to check it out herself. What she had looked forward to most was the meat bun.

Now that the bun she’d been dreaming about was gone, she wasn’t particularly interested in the remaining two flavors.

She had tasted countless rare delicacies and gourmet dishes before, so no matter how much praise people heaped on the buns online, she hadn’t expected much.

After sending the message, she opened the oil-paper package and casually took a bite.

At that moment, her One Realm Network device vibrated.

Her friend had replied.

【It’s fine. I found an amazing Heavenly Flavor Fish here. I’ll send you the address—come over.】

The girl was just about to agree when her teeth broke through the bun’s soft white exterior.

A trace of sweetness flowed across her tongue.

She wasn’t someone who liked sweet foods.

Yet her eyes widened instantly.

Having sampled the creations of many famous chefs, she still found herself astonished by this bun’s flavor.

“Holy shit!”

The unexpected deliciousness made her blurt it out instinctively.

Unfortunately, she was still holding the bun in her mouth.

The moment she opened it to speak, the bun slipped free and fell straight down.

The accident happened too suddenly.

She didn’t even have time to catch it.

Plop!

The bun landed on the ground.

The girl’s face immediately crumpled.

Her bun!

She’d only taken one bite!

After the accident, the surroundings became noticeably quieter.

Amid the strange atmosphere, she looked up and discovered numerous customers staring at the bun on the ground with glowing green eyes.

“Miss… are you still going to eat that bun?”

Someone asked in an eerie tone.

The look in his eyes resembled that of a starving wolf.

“N-No…”

Faced with so many predatory gazes, her answer came hesitantly.

She was a cultivator. A little dirt wouldn’t hurt her. At worst, she could cast a cleansing spell and continue eating it.

She was about to change her answer when the wind suddenly picked up.

Her hair whipped wildly across her face.

Brushing it aside, she realized the wind wasn’t natural—it was produced by the collision of spiritual energies from the surrounding cultivators.

At this point, no one was paying attention to her anymore.

All eyes were fixed on the bun.

After all, it was already on the ground.

The girl didn’t want it anymore.

That meant whoever had the fate to obtain it could claim it, right?

Their gazes met.

Sizzle. Crackle.

Invisible sparks seemed to erupt in the air.

Anyone who had tasted Boss Lu’s buns could never resist food falling from heaven.

Not a single person cared that someone had already taken a bite.

In the next instant, someone made the first move.

“It’s mine!”

With a shout, he pushed his spiritual energy to the limit and lunged toward the bun.

He moved so quickly that only an afterimage remained.

“Heh. If I can’t have it, neither can you!”

The people who had reacted a moment slower wore vicious expressions.

If they couldn’t eat the bun, nobody else would either.

“Damn it! I’m your brother—your biological brother! How could you sabotage me? And with a dirty move like Monkey Steals the Peach?!”

The first man was just about to pick up the bun when a hand suddenly attacked him from behind.

The attacker was none other than the younger brother he’d always doted on.

His dignity as a man suffered a direct assault.

He collapsed to the ground, clutching himself and enduring a pain too terrible for words.

“Brother, when buns are involved, even blood brothers settle accounts clearly.”

Because he was his biological brother, there was absolutely no way he’d allow him to eat an extra bun.

If he couldn’t have it, then everything should be destroyed.

Hehehehe…

The filial younger brother revealed a villainous grin straight out of a storybook.

As the brothers turned against one another, others seized the opportunity to surge ahead.

One man stretched out his hand.

The moment his fingers were about to touch the bun, a smile spread across his face.

Unfortunately, he celebrated too soon.

“Justice from Heaven!”

BOOM!

A figure dropped from above.

His foot landed directly on the man’s head, stomping it into the ground.

The newcomer was a young man.

The same young man who had spent heavily on buns yesterday before becoming completely conquered by their flavor.

And today…

He had returned.

His name was Qin Zhan.

A completely ordinary genius disciple from the Holy Sword Sect, the third-largest sect in the Qingyuan Realm.

Standing proudly above everyone else, Qin Zhan wore a radiant smile.

“Victory belongs to me!”

He flicked his sleeve.

His spotless figure erupted with overwhelming pressure.

His cultivation completely surpassed everyone present, leaving the others too intimidated to move.

Qin Zhan curled his lips into a smug grin.

Little River Town cultivators?

How could they possibly rival a peerless genius like him?

After striking a sufficiently cool pose, he bent down to enjoy the fruits of victory.

“Hm?”

The moment he looked down, he froze.

The ground was empty.

Not even a scrap of bun skin remained.

Where was the bun?

He had deliberately avoided it during the fight, terrified of damaging it.

His control over spiritual energy was flawless.

So where had that enormous bun gone?!

“WHERE’S MY BUN?!”

Qin Zhan gritted his teeth.

His vicious gaze swept across the crowd.

His fists crackled loudly.

The moment he found the culprit, he was going to teach them exactly why flowers were red.

The enraged Qin Zhan found only a group of suspects all shaking their heads.

“Um…”

As the bun’s former owner, the girl swallowed nervously.

“I know who the culprit is.”

Under Qin Zhan’s murderous glare, she cautiously pointed into the distance.

Qin Zhan turned to look.

Not far away, a large yellow dog was busy feasting.

Its tongue flopped about as it swallowed the bun in a single bite.

Watching it gobble the bun down so crudely made Qin Zhan want to rush over and slap it several times.

Stealing his bun was one thing.

But eating it so barbarically?

Did it even understand the meaning of savoring food?

After swallowing the bun, the dog noticed Qin Zhan staring.

It immediately grinned.

“Woof! Woof! Woof!”

It looked extremely excited.

As a stray dog, Big Yellow had gained considerable intelligence in this spirit-rich world.

From the very first day Lu Wu opened her stall, it had noticed the irresistible aroma.

Unfortunately, there were too many powerful humans around, forcing it to lurk in the shadows and wait for an opportunity.

As the Long Aotian among dogs, Big Yellow firmly believed it was different from the rest.

It possessed the potential of a Great Emperor.

One day, it would ascend to become the Dog Emperor of all dogkind.

And when that day came, it would definitely capture Boss Lu and make her cook buns exclusively for it.

After several days of lurking and observing, its chance had finally arrived.

While those foolish humans fought over victory, it had quietly used the crowd as cover to sneak closer.

Then, while that overly flashy human attracted everyone’s attention, it grabbed its prize and ran.

Anything that fell onto the ground belonged to dogs.

That was the supreme law of the canine world.

“You’re mocking me, aren’t you?”

Qin Zhan could clearly see disdain on a dog’s face.

As one of heaven’s favored geniuses, he had never suffered such humiliation.

He spoke through clenched teeth.

“Die for me!”

Taking a massive stride forward, Qin Zhan attacked.

Today, he would make this thieving mutt understand the consequences of touching what belonged to him.