Chapter 20: Immortal Hoof! Immortal Hoof!

Lu Ran nearly stamped his foot and cursed aloud.

Am I sick?

In this pouring rain, did I run up to the rooftop just to listen to the wind?

I... I, damn it!

Lu Ran's heart skipped a beat; seeing Deng Deng Yuxiang charge at him with a blade, he naturally wanted to avoid her sharp edge.

But before she arrived, the wind came first!

"Whoosh!"

A fierce gale surged forth, forcibly intercepting Lu Ran's forward dash and carrying him off course, sending him flying toward the rooftop railing.

"Ugh." Lu Ran let out a muffled groan, his back pressed against the railing, his defenses completely open.

In his line of sight, a wind blade descended from the sky, slashing straight for his face!

"Clang!"

Lu Ran subconsciously raised his blade to block; the wind blade collided with the wooden knife, emitting a crisp sound.

Surprisingly, the wooden knife did not shatter.

Although Lu Ran projected his divine power, desperately wrapping it around the blade, how could such a wooden knife withstand a sharp wind blade?

Undoubtedly, Deng Deng Yuxiang had held back.

And she had held back significantly!

"Not bad." Deng Deng Yuxiang held the wind blade in one hand, looking down at Lu Ran who was struggling to resist, and she increased the force in her grip.

"Baa!" Lu Ran let out a sheep's cry.

Divine Art: Sound of Compassion!

Deng Deng Yuxiang still smiled, the force in her hand not diminishing in the slightest, but instead increasing further.

Such a low-level Divine Art was utterly useless against her.

"Sister Deng Yuxiang, stop playing around, you, you go easier! I'm really going to be chopped up by you!" Lu Ran couldn't withstand her force, his heart pounding wildly.

Reason told him that Deng Deng Yuxiang would not strike to kill.

But her aura was too terrifying, and the sharp blade hung over his head; this feeling of extreme danger

even reminded Lu Ran of the rouge-paper dolls on the God-Revering Platform!

"You can't even get my name right." Deng Deng Yuxiang tilted her head slightly, looking at the person struggling desperately.

Lu Ran seized the opportunity to change his technique, tilting the wooden knife in his hand while performing a fish-leap dart, shooting away along the wall toward the distance.

"Whoosh~"

Deng Deng Yuxiang's figure instantly followed, brandishing the wind blade in her hand and launching continuous attacks.

Lu Ran hurriedly blocked; in just a few seconds, the two sides had actually exchanged over ten moves.

It was truly heart-stopping!

Most of his movements were subconscious, more like instinctive reactions and muscle memory rather than actively raising his blade to block.

Lu Ran had practiced with a blade since childhood, and years of relentless hard training had indeed laid a solid foundation.

"Acceptable." Deng Deng Yuxiang let out a praise, a glint of surprise flashing in her eyes.

She knew Lu Ran was ranked first, but she hadn't expected the youth to possess such skill.

Praise aside, Deng Deng Yuxiang's movements were not slow.

Suddenly, she lifted a leg and kicked Lu Ran, sending him stumbling backward repeatedly, then followed up with an upward slash of her blade.

Lu Ran stomped his foot heavily and leaped to the side.

"Whoosh~"

Before the person arrived, the wind came again!

Lu Ran had intended to fish-leap to the side and roll to his feet, but he was given no chance to maneuver; his entire body was swept sideways by the wind waves and flipped out.

On the wet, slippery concrete ground, Lu Ran rolled repeatedly.

Unable to get up in time, he used the opportunity of lying on his back to thrust his blade upward.

"Snap~"

Deng Deng Yuxiang, following like a shadow, flicked with two fingers, easily neutralizing Lu Ran's fierce attack and deflecting the thrusting wooden knife to the side.

Her movements were extremely fluid; holding the wind blade in her right hand, she had already stabbed downward toward Lu Ran.

Lu Ran's pupils contracted violently!

"Crack~"

Just before the wind blade made contact with Lu Ran's throat, it suddenly shattered.

Deng Deng Yuxiang knelt on one knee on Lu Ran's chest; there was no longer a wind blade in her hand, only her hand held in a blade-gripping posture, pressed against Lu Ran's neck.

"Gulp." Lu Ran swallowed, completely unable to react.

Too fast!

This Divine Lie Tian Lietian Daniu's movement speed was fast, and her attack speed was even faster.

The Believer of the Second-Rank Divine Art: Lord Bei Feng Blade, living up to her reputation!

"Have you learned it?" Deng Deng Yuxiang shifted her palm sideways, her fingertip flicking Lu Ran's earlobe.

Lu Ran stared blankly at the woman's gorgeous face beneath the yellow hood.

At this moment, beauty or ugliness no longer existed in his eyes; he only wanted to distance himself quickly from this dangerous creature.

This was indeed not a Little Nightmares, but a Big Nightmares!

"Speak! Have you learned it or not?" Deng Deng Yuxiang pinched Lu Ran's earlobe again.

Lu Ran barely regained his senses and hesitated, "Should I, like Sister, buy a gem earring to wear?"

Deng Deng Yuxiang nearly laughed in anger and took the opportunity to yank Lu Ran's ear.

Lu Ran gasped sharply: "Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

"The wind."

"What?"

"The sound of the wind."

Lu Ran stared blankly at Deng Deng Yuxiang, momentarily forgetting the pain.

"You will understand." Deng Deng Yuxiang slowly rose and walked toward the rooftop railing.

Lu Ran sat up: "I'm not a believer of the Lord Bei Feng, yet I can still judge the direction of an enemy's attack by listening to the sound of the wind?"

Deng Deng Yuxiang raised an eyebrow; had he already understood?

She picked up the milk carton and the can of fish, casually tossing the can to Lu Ran: "It has nothing to do with gods or believers."

"You are already a blade master, aren't you?"

With those words, Deng Deng Yuxiang twisted open the milk carton's cap and tilted her head back to gulp it down.

Lu Ran nodded thoughtfully.

"Gulp, gulp... Burp~"

Deng Deng Yuxiang let out a milky burp and looked at Lu Ran: "Still not leaving?"

"Whoosh!!"

Before the sound even faded, the wind had already arrived!

Carrying wind and rain, Deng Deng Yuxiang appeared directly before Lu Ran.

The gale whipped her yellow raincoat until it snapped loudly, while also blowing Lu Ran's short hair into chaos.

Deng Deng Yuxiang licked the milk residue from her lips and looked down at the boy sitting on the ground: "Still want a beating?"

To Lu Ran, such movement speed was equivalent to teleportation!

"Hmm?" Deng Deng Yuxiang flicked her right hand, and a slender wind blade gathered and formed once more.

Lu Ran hurriedly stood up: "I came to find a cat!"

"What?" Deng Deng Yuxiang looked somewhat surprised.

Lu Ran held his hands up in front of him and explained: "On the sixth day of the first lunar month, I saw a stray cat here; it was a Little Li Hua."

"I deeply regret not being able to take it home..."

Deng Deng Yuxiang raised an eyebrow slightly: "You're quite compassionate."

Lu Ran pressed his lips together and did not respond.

Mainly because my Cat Sister had business!

She insisted on nursing me.

My impression of it is just too deep.

Deng Deng Yuxiang said casually: "You go back; I'll help you find it."

"Ah?" Lu Ran was quite taken aback.

"Ah what?" Deng Deng Yuxiang twisted her wrist and heavily slapped Lu Ran's buttocks with the flat of her blade, "Go home!"

"Slap~"

Lu Ran: "..."

Fine,

fine, fine, fine!

Have you truly never heard the saying, 'Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river'?

Slapping my butt, huh? Just you wait!

In thirty years, don't you dare cry out in pain.

Lu Ran turned and left, but after entering the stairwell, he stopped again, quietly poking out half his face to secretly observe.

He saw the Great Da Da Mengyan shake the milk carton in her hand and drain the milk in one go.

Then, with a light leap, she flew directly over the rooftop railing, vanishing alone into the misty rain.

Holding the can of fish, Lu Ran watched the yellow raincoat drift farther away.

To say he wasn't envious would be a lie.

The believers of the Lord Bei Feng Blade truly come and go at great heights, so carefree and unrestrained!

Lu Ran sighed inwardly and silently turned to descend the stairs.

What he did not know was that on the rooftop of the neighboring residential building, the woman in the yellow raincoat stood quietly, watching him walk out of the desolate compound and seeing him off into the distance.

The road home was utterly silent; not a single soul was in sight.

A perfectly good Rain Alley City had been forcibly turned into a ghost town by the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

As for this, Lu Ran was quite accustomed to it.

The Divine and Demon races descended upon the world in the early 1980s, while Lu Ran was born in 2001.

Since his birth, the entire society had operated this way.

Perhaps only the older generation knows what a world without Divine and Demon races looks like.

Upon returning home, Lu Ran immediately entered the bathroom and thoroughly enjoyed a hot shower.

After eating the canned fish, he sat on his small bed and began to meditate and cultivate.

A thin mist spread around his body, gradually diffusing throughout the entire small bedroom.

Lu Ran repeatedly compressed and solidified the mist filling his body, single-mindedly striving to break through to the third stage of the Mist Realm.

Until late at night, the energy fluctuations on his body grew stronger and stronger, causing his body to tremble uncontrollably.

The mist swirled, nourishing his flesh and blood, expanding this bodily vessel.

"Hoo!!"

Wind and waves suddenly rose, and the immortal mist rippled.

Lu Ran's face beamed with joy; his body trembled as he greedily absorbed the mist within the room, unwilling to waste even a wisp.

It was not until over ten minutes later that Lu Ran carefully climbed out of bed and approached the shrine:

"My Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang, I have succeeded!"

The jade carving of Xiang Xiang Xianyang remained perfectly still, showing no reaction whatsoever.

Lu Ran continued, "I can now learn the Divine Art: Immortal Hoof!"

The room remained utterly silent.

"I understand." Lu Ran slapped his own forehead.

He quickly fetched his mobile phone and began searching online.

The basic Divine Arts of any deity could be found online; it was just that learning them was one thing, but without the corresponding deity's assistance, one simply could not cast the spells.

Sitting at the foot of the bed, Lu Ran read the description of the Divine Art: Immortal Hoof on the webpage:

"Mobilize the divine power within the body to envelop both legs."

Following the contents of An Zhao Shen Fa, Lu Ran made his preparations, then prayed in his heart, calling upon My Lord Xiang Xiang Xianyang to manifest his spirit.

The next instant, Lu Ran's eyes narrowed!

He saw that from his own lower legs, mist suddenly emanated, simulating a pair of sheep legs.

"Ho?" Lu Ran looked down at the white-mist sheep legs.

Thick and large, robust and powerful!

Especially these great big sheep hooves; they were far too realistic.

It gave quite the sensation of wearing a mecha suit?

It was just that this set of mecha was incomplete, possessing only the components for the lower legs and feet.

"Tsk tsk~" Lu Ran, filled with admiration, carefully stood up.

He aimed at the eastern wall, and after confirming three times that there were no obstacles along his path, he exerted force beneath his feet.

"Whoosh!!"

"Oh my god!" Lu Ran let out a startled cry as immortal mist jetted from beneath his feet like a propulsion device.

His entire body shot straight out, crashing directly into the eastern wall.

Sister Xian Yang Shen Fa: Immortal Hoof!

"Yoo-hoo~!"

In the quiet rainy night, within the small bedroom lit by warm light, a figure darted back and forth, tireless in its joy.

"Hahahaha!"

"Joy! Such pure joy!"

"Face the wind... face the Immortal Hoof!"

"Hasagi!"

Thanks to Star Phoenix i, the great patron, for the 110,000 reward! My lord is generous; thank you for your support! There will be bonus chapters after the official launch.

Long time no see! I wish my lord a smooth life forever, filled with happiness and health.

(`) Heart fingers.

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