A fist flew out, sending dust and smoke billowing as the ground cracked.
Just as everyone thought Big Yellow had been blasted to smithereens, a bark sounded from not far away.
“Woof woof!”
Big Yellow’s eyes were filled with disdain.
As a Dog Proud Heaven, it had sensed that this human was a sore loser and had long been prepared to withdraw.
It was the Crouching Emperor; all its strength was dedicated to self-preservation.
“Woof!”
Human, victory belongs to me, the future Dog Emperor! We shall fight again another day!
After issuing its declaration, Big Yellow, with the air of a victor, casually wagged its tail and vanished into an alley.
The battle between the Heaven’s Chosen and the Dog Proud Heaven ended in a crushing defeat for the Heaven’s Chosen, a lamentable outcome.
The crowd tacitly ignored the dark-faced Qin Zhan as a discussion erupted.
“I can’t be mistaken, right? That dog is a Demon Beast that has gained sentience.”
“It’s a Demon Beast, but it probably gained sentience not long ago. Its Cultivation is negligible, but its intelligence is high, and it might have some racial talents.”
Hearing this, Qin Zhan nodded in agreement.
Even if the big yellow dog was a Demon Beast, not just any Demon Beast could steal a bun from right under his nose without him noticing.
He wasn’t just trying to save face.
One had to know, he was a Nascent Soul cultivator.
In the Qing Yuan World, Qi Training was merely the first step on the path of cultivation.
After Qi Training came the realms of Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Nascent Soul, Spirit Transformation, Void Refinement, Tribulation Transcendence, and Great Ascension.
He was only in his early thirties and already at the late stage of Nascent Soul. With his talent, he could be called a supreme genius even in the Qing Yuan World.
Qin Zhan rubbed his nose and retracted his aura.
He refused to accept his loss to a big yellow dog today. He would fight it again another day and was determined to reclaim his honor.
“Nom, nom, nom!”
The young woman, seeing that one of her buns had triggered a huge battle, was so frightened that she quickly stuffed the other one into her mouth to calm her nerves.
The spicy and numbing flavor tantalized her taste buds.
The diced pork kidney had a unique texture. Soaked in chili oil, it was slightly chewy and utterly irresistible.
Forcing herself to resist the urge to swallow it in big gulps, she savored it in small bites, trying to make the bun last as long as possible.
A smile spread across her face, her eyes glazed over in a state of blissful satisfaction.
She had eaten many buns in her life, but she could guarantee that this was the most delicious one she had ever had, bar none.
[Friend, get to Xiaohe Town, quick! I’ve discovered divine buns, super delicious, come now!]
Lost in the delicious flavor, the young woman sent the message, only to see the envious and jealous gazes of the surrounding crowd.
It was bad enough that they, a group of people, had failed to snatch a bun from a dog. But for you, the person who lost a bun, to be standing here eating the remaining one—wasn’t that just rubbing salt in their wounds?
How utterly cruel.
Those murderous glares, especially Qin Zhan’s mournful gaze, sent a shiver down the young woman’s spine.
“Don’ fwy an’ stheal my bun!” the young woman mumbled, her voice muffled as she covered her mouth.
A row of black lines slid down everyone’s foreheads.
Forget the one that fell on the ground, who would try to snatch a bun from your mouth?
They weren’t that desperate yet.
“Ehehe!”
The young woman gave an innocent smile.
She didn’t mean it.
Behind the bun stall, Lu Wu, who had clearly seen everything unfold thanks to her newfound bit of Cultivation, retracted her gossiping gaze.
She turned her head and met Old Man Li’s equally engrossed expression.
The old man and the young woman exchanged a look, and both smiled.
Honestly, this drama was truly delicious and satisfying.
After giving Lu Wu a knowing wink, Old Man Li began tapping on his Universal Realm Communicator.
《Heaven’s Chosen Battles Yellow Dog. Shocking! The Victor Is…》
Regardless of how Qin Zhan’s reputation would be tarnished after this, Lu Wu, having sold her last steamer of buns, felt a sense of relief.
“See you tomorrow, Boss Lu.”
“Boss Lu, please prepare more tomorrow. If I can’t eat your buns, I’ll die.”
“My buns! How could they be all gone by the time it was my turn? Sob, sob, sob…”
Lu Wu waved goodbye to the reluctant foodies. Instead of heading home, she turned onto a commercial street.
It was a small matter for cultivators to go several days and nights without sleep. There was little distinction between day and night, and many places were open twenty-four hours.
Now that she had a sliver of Cultivation, Lu Wu could finally buy the Storage Bag and Universal Realm Communicator she had been coveting for a long time.
After a shopping spree, Lu Wu stuffed her bun stall into the Storage Bag and fiddled with the Universal Realm Communicator in her hand.
When she saw the familiar “registration” process, she was certain that a predecessor from the same place as her had been in this world before.
The convenience that predecessor had brought to the Qing Yuan World allowed Lu Wu to quickly familiarize herself with the Universal Realm Communicator.
“Heretical sect suddenly appears in Xiaohe Town, targeting young men and women on the verge of awakening. Is this a moral decay or a distortion of human nature?”
She scrolled to a post, but before she could read it in detail, it vanished.
Lu Wu pondered it for a moment, then let it go.
The cultivation world was naturally not a peaceful one. Dangers lurked everywhere, and there was no shortage of strange sects and clans.
But these things were far removed from her. Besides, if the sky were to fall, the tall ones would hold it up.
She was just a stall owner.
Surely those heretical sects wouldn’t abandon their grand conspiracies to destroy the world and come after her bun recipe instead.
Humming a tune, Lu Wu returned home.
After washing up, she sat on her bed and opened the system.
The first mission was complete, but since it hadn’t been seven days yet, the new mission hadn’t been updated.
Lu Wu clicked on the lottery.
“Spirits of heaven and earth, oh great heavens, give me a big prize.”
After muttering a prayer for a while, Lu Wu pressed the lottery button. In an instant, fireworks exploded on the system page.
[Congratulations, Host, for obtaining the Spiritual Artifact Ruyi Hairpin.]
A hairpin made of translucent green jade appeared in Lu Wu’s hand. It was cool to the touch, its warm jade color crystal clear and flawless.
The Ruyi Hairpin had no offensive capabilities; its sole function was to conceal one’s Cultivation.
Lu Wu’s method of cultivation growth was different from ordinary people’s. To avoid exposing the system’s existence, this hairpin was quite useful.
After playing with it for a while, Lu Wu contentedly fell asleep.
…
The night grew deeper.
The area around the alley where Lu Wu lived was very quiet. At this hour, many families had closed their doors and were lost in dreams.
As the moon hid behind the clouds, a series of figures appeared near the small alley.
They approached Lu Wu’s small courtyard with clear purpose.
This group of people seemed to belong to the same organization. They moved cautiously, and with her meager Cultivation, Lu Wu naturally didn’t notice a thing.
“Go. We must make her hand over the recipe.”
“Anyone who dares to oppose my Hidden Spirit Sect deserves to die.”
How could the poison the Hidden Spirit Sect had painstakingly developed be neutralized by a mere Dousha Bao? There had to be a unique antidote recipe.
They were determined to get it.
The leader of the group waved his hand, and the others began to move.
Just as they were about to push open the gate to Lu Wu’s courtyard, a wave of spiritual energy shot out, sending them all flying.
“Ah!”
Several of them slammed into the wall, their bodies wracked with pain.
The shrill screams were contained outside the courtyard.
The remaining people looked around warily, searching for the enemy’s presence.
“I wonder which senior is present. Might you show yourself?” the leader asked, his sharp eyes trying to find the person hidden in the darkness.
“Scram!”
The response that came was a sharp rebuke, followed by countless slashes.