Chapter 64: The Mighty Fart

"Sister Su, I couldn't help it either..."

"Our Chang family is located in a remote area with limited family resources, so we can only focus on training my older brother. The Sanyuan Martial Gathering was my only chance to make something of myself, so I set off a few months ago..."

Chang Lüdie's eyes turned red as she let out a gentle sigh.

"Then it must have been really hard for you!"

Su Wanyi sighed as well, looking at her with deep sympathy.

Having suffered a lot since childhood while following her master through a nomadic life with pitifully few cultivation resources, she could deeply empathize with Chang Lüdie.

Chang Lüdie was still so young yet so sensible.

To avoid draining her family's cultivation resources, she had traveled thousands of miles to Silver Moon City, hoping to secure an opportunity to join a first-rate sect through the Sanyuan Martial Gathering.

Never did she expect that a catastrophic disaster would strike Silver Moon City.

It completely shattered the young girl's dreams.

However.

The Old Ancestor seemed to have an old connection with the Chang family's ancestors. Since they were rushing over now, the Chang family's crisis would probably be resolved very soon.

A few thoughts flashed through Su Wanyi's mind.

...

"Wow, this carriage runs so fast!"

The large black horse was restraining its speed, but it was still extremely fast—so fast that the surrounding scenery became blurred.

Chang Lüdie couldn't help crying out in amazement.

This unassuming large black horse was truly extraordinary. When running, it completely surpassed the famous dragon-steeds of the Divine Wind Dynasty.

Although the large black horse ran at lightning speed, the carriage remained as stable as ever.

Su Wanyi closed her eyes slightly, clearing her mind of distractions as she circulated the Dragon God Sect's unique cultivation technique to stabilize the realm she had just broken through to: the third layer of the Origin Sea Realm.

To avoid causing a sensation and frightening the young girl,

Ye Yun had deliberately instructed the large black horse to keep its speed down.

Even so, the twenty-thousand-li journey took the large black horse only three days.

"It's so fast! We're here in just three days!"

Looking at the familiar Xuanyang County, a look of extreme shock appeared on Chang Lüdie's apple-like round face.

Back then, it had taken her months to make the journey.

Inside the carriage.

Ye Yun, who had been meditating with his eyes closed all along, suddenly opened his eyes.

He cast a calm glance toward Xuanyang County, looking pensive.

...

Xuanyang County was a small place on the border of the Divine Wind Dynasty.

The Chang family's strength in Xuanyang County was not particularly prominent, barely counting as a second-rate family.

At this moment.

A black carriage slowly drove over and stopped in front of the Chang residence.

"Haha, we're home!"

Chang Lüdie jumped down from the carriage, ran to the vermilion double doors, and gently knocked twice on the iron door ring.

"Strange, why are the doors closed?"

Chang Lüdie said, her eyes rolling.

Usually, her family's front gates were wide open, with guards posted outside.

After a moment, footsteps approached, and the heavy doors slowly opened.

...

Out walked an old man dressed in a black robe and wearing a small skullcap.

"Ah, it's the young miss back!"

Recognizing the person through the crack of the door, the old man forced a smile and pulled the gates wide open.

"Uncle Zhao, what has happened at home?"

Seeing the old man's sorrowful expression and the desolate, quiet courtyard, Chang Lüdie instantly had a bad premonition in her heart.

"Miss, let's talk after you see the master..."

The old man surnamed Zhao sighed.

As he raised his head, he noticed a black carriage parked outside, upon which sat a golden-robed beauty.

"Miss, is this your friend?"

The old man surnamed Zhao couldn't help asking.

Chang Lüdie hurriedly nodded with a smile, "Uncle Zhao, this is my Sister Su!"

The carriage curtain was lifted.

Ye Yun stepped out of the carriage and landed lightly on the ground.

Seeing even the Old Ancestor stepping down, Su Wanyi felt her heart skip a beat with nervousness.

She hurriedly jumped down from the carriage as well and stood obediently behind the Old Ancestor.

Ye Yun stood with his hands behind his back.

Looking at the plaque hanging above the manor's entrance, he fell into a brief moment of contemplation.

"Master, please come inside with me!"

Chang Lüdie walked up and said respectfully.

Ye Yun nodded.

Chang Lüdie led the way while Ye Yun walked with his hands clasped behind his back.

Su Wanyi closely followed the Old Ancestor.

The large black cat remained sprawled lazily atop the carriage.

"Master Horse, the atmosphere in this Chang family feels wrong, practically as if someone died..." The large black cat glanced up at the Chang residence and muttered softly.

"Nonsense!"

The large black horse turned its head and scolded irritably.

Thud!

With a quiver of its hindquarters, it abruptly expelled a blast of air.

This fierce surge of air struck the large black cat, feeling instantly like a towering mountain crashing down upon it, pressing down so hard that its heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys nearly shrivelled into a ball.

"Master Horse, spare my life!"

The large black cat clutched its nose and hurriedly begged for mercy.

It never expected that a casual remark would incur such a violent counterattack from Master Horse.

This counterattack didn't just carry a foul odor; it carried immense, crushing pressure.

"Little cat, speak less nonsense in the future. The master himself has personally stepped into this place—do you think it could be an ordinary place?" The large black horse said huffily, flicking its tail twice as the airflow instantly vanished.

"Master Horse, you're right!"

The large black cat shuddered in terror, nodding repeatedly with a sense of relief.

It would never have imagined that a single fart from Master Horse was something its frail little body could barely withstand.

Terrifying, simply terrifying.

...

Chang Lüdie led the way through the winding paths, bringing Ye Yun to the main hall.

...

As soon as she stepped inside, she found her aging father leaning weakly against a chair, his face pale and his complexion extremely poor.

"Dad, what happened to you?"

Chang Lüdie dashed forward in a single bound and hurriedly supported her father's slumped body.

"Xiao Die, you're back so soon? Are the results of the Sanyuan Martial Gathering out?"

Chang Feng coughed twice and asked in return.

"Dad, your daughter didn't manage to place..."

Chang Lüdie lowered her head, saying with a look of shame.

A sorrowful expression crossed Chang Feng's face as he forced a smile, "It doesn't matter, you're still young."

As he spoke, his gaze shifted. Catching sight of Ye Yun and Su Wanyi standing to the side, a trace of astonishment immediately surfaced in his eyes.

The youth in white robes was immaculate and possessed an otherworldly temperament, resembling an immortal who had stepped out of a painting.

As for the young lady, around eighteen or nineteen years of age, she possessed breathtaking beauty and wore a dazzling golden magic robe that exuded a heroic spirit, with a striking red longsword strapped to her back.

Seeing this extraordinary pair of a man and a woman, Chang Feng knew instantly that they were far from ordinary people.

"Dad, where is my older brother?"

Chang Lüdie asked from the side.

"He's resting in the back..."

Chang Feng coughed a few more times, choosing not to tell his daughter the cruel truth.

Chang Lüdie was still young, simple, and pure, failing to read too deeply into things.

She leaned close to Chang Feng's ear and whispered, "Dad, I'm going to take this gentleman to the ancestral hall first. He knows one of our family's ancestors!"

"Oh... Good, good!"

Chang Feng was startled in his heart and agreed without a second thought.

Although his cultivation realm wasn't high—merely at the tenth layer of the Origin Sea Realm—his eyes were very experienced. He could tell that this immortal-like man in white... was definitely no ordinary person.

Perhaps he was an unequaled expert.

Precisely because of this,

Chang Feng agreed without hesitation.

Filled with joy, Chang Lüdie walked up to Ye Yun and said respectfully, "Sir, let me guide you there!"

"I will go myself."

Ye Yun shook his head gently, his gaze flickering slightly as he glanced at Su Wanyi, "You stay here!"

"Understood, Old Ancestor!"

Su Wanyi's spirits lifted as she hurriedly replied respectfully.

Old Ancestor?

Seeing that this white-robed youth was actually the Old Ancestor of this stunning beauty, Chang Feng felt even more shaken.

This person's age must be unimaginably high.

No wonder...

He was acquainted with their family's ancestor.

Walking alone with his hands behind his back, Ye Yun floated away gracefully, heading straight for the ancestral hall in the back courtyard.

Chang Lüdie smiled and was just about to pour Su Wanyi a cup of hot tea.

Suddenly, several powerful auras descended from mid-air.

"Chang Feng, the three-day limit is up! If you refuse to hand down your family's ancestral cultivation technique, today I will slaughter your entire clan!"

A thunderous roar suddenly resounded across the entire Chang residence.