This Thing Is Called Cola

Roar!

In an instant, the Purple Crystal Demon Wolf let out a furious roar, the purple crystals on its back flashing violently.

"Qiuying! Watch out!" Wei Qingzhu and the other woman cried out at once.

Lin Wanshuang's weapon was a long whip, which bound the Purple Crystal Demon Wolf's limbs at the crucial moment.

Song Qiuying secretly breathed a sigh of relief and was about to retreat when the sound of something slicing through the air suddenly rang out behind her!

Squelch!

The sound of flesh being pierced rang out. A purple crystal tail had already punched through Song Qiuying's shoulder, drawing a pained cry from her!

In an instant, blood stained her clothes red!

"Qiuying!"

Wei Qingzhu and Lin Wanshuang's eyes immediately reddened.

Lin Wanshuang swung her long whip, temporarily restraining the Purple Crystal Demon Wolf and taking the chance to pull Song Qiuying free.

Wei Qingzhu took a deep breath, pulled out that pack of Spicy Strips, tore it open, and stuffed them straight into her mouth.

"Spicy Strips, huh? Boss, if you've tricked me, I won't let you off!"

The next instant, Wei Qingzhu's face flushed bright red. Violent energy swirled around her body, reaching the level of Creation Ninth Grade!

"It's actually real!" Feeling the intensity of the spiritual power in her body, Wei Qingzhu was filled with shock.

"Die!"

Her figure seemed to turn into an afterimage. In the next instant, Wei Qingzhu appeared beside the Purple Crystal Demon Wolf and brought her sword down.

In an instant, the Purple Crystal Demon Wolf's body froze rigidly in place, its eyes still filled with deep disbelief.

It could not understand why this human's strength had suddenly increased so much.

A thin line of blood appeared across the Purple Crystal Demon Wolf's neck, and its massive head fell straight off, followed by its body collapsing onto the ground.

"Qiuying, drink this!" Wei Qingzhu said in a panic as she brought the cola to Song Qiuying's lips...

A few breaths later, as they looked at the wound on Song Qiuying's shoulder that had already healed, all three women's eyes were filled with profound shock.

Even with the help of spiritual medicine, such an injury would have taken several months to recover from.

Yet right before their eyes, it had healed completely in just a few breaths. What exactly was that black medicine?

"Sister Qingzhu, what was that thing you gave me to drink?" Song Qiuying asked in disbelief. "And that thing you ate just now—your spiritual power surged by a huge amount!"

Coming back to her senses, Wei Qingzhu began telling them about what had happened at Luo Chuan's little shop. "This thing is called cola..."

Three days later.

As usual, Luo Chuan was still basking in the sun on a recliner outside the shop.

"Yo, Boss, sunbathing?"

A familiar voice rang out. There was no need to guess—it was that guy Bu Lige again.

Over the past few days, Bu Lige had come to Luo Chuan's shop every day to buy a bottle of cola and a pack of Spicy Strips.

Luo Chuan was naturally delighted to see someone who did not lack money.

The only thing that dissatisfied him was that, despite coming here so many times, Bu Lige had not brought him a single customer.

And Bu Lige's sister, Bu Shiyi, had not come even once these past few days. Luo Chuan swore he was not trying to look at beautiful women—he just wanted to sell more cola and Spicy Strips!

But in Bu Lige's eyes, the fewer people who knew about Luo Chuan's shop, the better. What if there were too many people and everything sold out? Then he would not get to eat Spicy Strips or drink cola!

"The stuff's all on the shelves. Go get it yourself, and remember to leave the Spirit Crystals on the counter," Luo Chuan said without even opening his eyes.

"Got it!"

Bu Lige answered, then expertly grabbed a pack of Spicy Strips and a bottle of cola before placing the Spirit Crystals on the counter.

"Sure enough, a bottle of Happy Fat Otaku Water every day makes one as carefree as an immortal!"

After taking a huge gulp of cola, Bu Lige could not help sighing.

The name Happy Fat Otaku Water was something Luo Chuan had casually mentioned some time ago, and Bu Lige had remembered it ever since.