Chapter 28: Divine Hoof! Divine Hoof!

Lu Ran nearly stamped his foot and cursed.

Am I crazy?

On a day like this with heavy rain, I came up to the rooftop to listen to the wind?

I—I’m going!

Lu Ran’s heart leapt; seeing Deng Yu charging at him with a blade, he naturally sought to evade her sharp edge.

But before she reached him, the wind arrived first!

“Whoo!”

A gale struck, halting Lu Ran’s forward dash and hurling him sideways toward the rooftop railing.

“Ugh.” Lu Ran grunted, his back pressed against the railing, his guard wide open.

In his vision, a wind blade descended from above, slicing straight for his face!

“Ding!”

Lu Ran instinctively raised his wooden blade to block—the wind blade met the wood with a sharp crack.

To his surprise, the wooden blade did not shatter.

Even though Lu Ran unleashed his divine power to wrap the blade in defense, how could a simple wooden blade withstand such a sharp wind blade?

Undoubtedly, Deng Yu held back.

And she held back a lot!

“Not bad.” Deng Yu, holding the wind blade in one hand, looked down at Lu Ran straining to resist—she increased her pressure.

“Baa!” Lu Ran bleated like a sheep.

Divine Art: Sound of Compassion!

Deng Yu still smiled, her grip unyielding—she added even more force.

This basic divine art had no effect on her.

“Sister Yu Xiang, stop playing! You—you’re too rough! You’re going to chop me to pieces!” Lu Ran, unable to bear her pressure, felt his heart pounding.

His reason told him Deng Yu wouldn’t kill him.

But her aura was terrifying, and the razor-sharp blade hovered above his head—this extreme danger

even reminded Lu Ran of the paper effigies on the Altar of Worship!

“You can’t even get my name right.” Deng Yu tilted her head slightly, watching the man struggling to resist.

Lu Ran seized the chance to shift tactics—his wooden blade veered off, and he leapt like a fish, skimming along the wall toward the far edge.

“Whoo~”

Deng Yu’s figure instantly followed, her wind blade whirling, launching relentless attacks.

Lu Ran barely parried—in mere seconds, they exchanged over a dozen strikes.

It was heart-stopping!

Most of his movements were instinctive—more like reflexes, muscle memory, than deliberate defense.

Lu Ran had trained with blades since childhood; years of relentless practice had indeed laid a solid foundation.

“Good.” Deng Yu praised, a flicker of admiration in her eyes.

She knew Lu Ran ranked first, but hadn’t expected the boy to possess such skill.

Praise aside, Deng Yu’s movements didn’t slow.

She suddenly kicked out, sending Lu Ran stumbling backward, then raised her blade in an upward slash.

Lu Ran stomped hard and leapt sideways.

“Whoo~”

Before she reached him, the wind came again!

Lu Ran had planned to leap sideways and roll to his feet—but he had no chance to act; the wind surged and flipped him over entirely.

On the slick cement floor, Lu Ran rolled repeatedly.

Before he could rise, he seized the moment of lying on his back and thrust his blade upward.

“Pam~”

Deng Yu moved like a shadow, two fingers flicking—easily deflecting Lu Ran’s fierce strike, sending the wooden blade aside.

Her motion flowed seamlessly; her right hand, still holding the wind blade, drove downward toward Lu Ran.

Lu Ran’s pupils contracted violently!

“Crack~”

The wind blade shattered abruptly, mere inches from Lu Ran’s throat.

Deng Yu knelt on one knee atop Lu Ran’s chest, the wind blade gone—only her hand, still in a blade-grip posture, pressed against his neck.

“Gul.” Lu Ran swallowed hard, utterly stunned.

Too fast!

This girl moved fast—and her attack was faster.

Second-Class Divine: Devotee of Northern Wind Blade—her reputation was well-deserved!

“Learned anything?” Deng Yu shifted her palm sideways, her fingertip brushing Lu Ran’s earlobe.

Lu Ran stared blankly at the woman’s striking face beneath her yellow hood.

At this moment, beauty or ugliness meant nothing to him—he only wanted to flee this dangerous creature.

This wasn’t a small nightmare—it was a massive one!

“Speak! Did you learn?” Deng Yu pinched Lu Ran’s earlobe again.

Lu Ran snapped back to himself, hesitating: “Should I, like you, buy a gem earring and wear it?”

Deng Yu nearly laughed in exasperation, yanking his ear.

Lu Ran gasped: “Ow, ow, ow!”

“Wind.”

“What?”

“The sound of the wind.”

Lu Ran stared at Deng Yu, momentarily forgetting the pain.

“You’ll understand.” Deng Yu rose slowly and walked toward the rooftop railing.

Lu Ran sat up: “I’m not a Northern Wind devotee—can’t I still judge an enemy’s attack by listening to the wind?”

Deng Yu raised an eyebrow—did he get it already?

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

You’re a blade user, aren’t you?”

With that, Deng Yu twisted open the milk carton and drank it down.

Lu Ran nodded thoughtfully.

“Gul-gul... burp~”

Deng Yu belched milk, glancing at Lu Ran: “Aren’t you leaving?”

“Huuu!!”

Before the sound faded, the wind arrived!

Deng Yu, riding wind and rain, appeared directly before Lu Ran.

The gale whipped her yellow raincoat violently and tossed his short hair wildly.

Deng Yu licked the milk residue from her lips, looking down at the boy seated on the ground: “Still want a beating?”

To Lu Ran, this speed was equivalent to teleportation!

“Hm?” Deng Yu flicked her right wrist—the slender wind blade reformed instantly.

Lu Ran scrambled to his feet: “I’m here looking for a cat!”

“What?” Deng Yu was taken aback.

Lu Ran shielded his front with both hands: “On the sixth day, I saw a stray cat here—a little mackerel tabby.

I deeply regret not bringing it home...”

Deng Yu raised an eyebrow slightly: “You’re quite compassionate.”

Lu Ran pressed his lips together, saying nothing.

Mainly because my cat-sister has work to do!

She insists on nursing me.

I remember it too vividly.

Deng Yu said casually: “Go back. I’ll help you find it.”

“Huh?” Lu Ran was surprised.

“Huh what?” Deng Yu twisted her wrist and slammed the flat of her blade hard against Lu Ran’s butt, “Go home!”

“Pam~”

Lu Ran: “...”

Fine,

Fine fine fine!

Haven’t you ever heard “Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west”?

You hit my butt, huh? Just wait!

Thirty years from now, don’t come crying about pain.

Lu Ran turned and walked away, but after entering the stairwell, he paused and stealthily poked half his face out to watch.

She shook the milk carton in her hand and drained it in one gulp.

Then, with a light leap, she flew straight over the rooftop railing and vanished into the misty rain.

Lu Ran held the fish can, watching the yellow raincoat drift farther away.

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

The followers of the North Wind Blade really do move with grace and freedom!

Lu Ran sighed inwardly and quietly descended the stairs.

What he didn’t know was that on the rooftop of the neighboring building, the yellow raincoat woman stood silently, watching him leave the desolate housing complex, seeing him off into the distance.

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

Such a beautiful Rain Alley City had been turned into a ghost town by the fifteenth day of the lunar month.

Lu Ran, however, was used to it.

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

Since his birth, society had functioned exactly this way.

Only the older generation remembered what the world was like without gods and demons.

Upon returning home, Lu Ran immediately went to the bathroom and took a long, hot shower.

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

A thin mist spread around him, gradually filling the entire small bedroom.

Lu Ran repeatedly compressed and solidified the mist filling his body, focusing entirely on breaking through to Mist Realm Stage Three.

By late night, the energy fluctuations around him grew stronger, and his body began trembling uncontrollably.

The mist swirled, nourishing his flesh and expanding the vessel of his body.

“Huuu!!”

Winds surged, divine mist rippled.

Lu Ran’s face lit up with joy; his body shivered as he greedily absorbed every wisp of mist in the room, refusing to waste a single particle.

More than ten minutes later, Lu Ran carefully climbed off the bed and walked to the altar:

“Lord Xianyang, I’ve done it!”

The jade carving of Xianyang remained silent, showing no reaction.

Lu Ran continued: “I can now learn the Divine Art: Immortal Hoof!”

The room remained utterly still.

“I get it,” Lu Ran slapped his forehead.

He quickly fetched his phone and began searching online.

The basic Divine Arts of any god could be found online. You could study them all you wanted, but without the corresponding god’s assistance, you couldn’t cast them.

Lu Ran sat at the foot of his bed, reading the description of the Divine Art: Immortal Hoof:

“Channel your divine power to envelop both legs.”

Following the Divine Art’s instructions, Lu Ran prepared himself, then prayed inwardly, calling upon Lord Xianyang to manifest.

The next instant, Lu Ran’s eyes sharpened!

A mist suddenly poured from his calves, forming the shape of a pair of goat legs.

“Huh?” Lu Ran looked down at the white mist goat legs.

Thick, large, strong and powerful!

Especially those massive goat hooves—so lifelike.

It felt like wearing powered armor?

But the armor was incomplete—only the lower legs and feet were formed.

“Tsk tsk~” Lu Ran marveled, carefully standing up.

He aimed at the eastern wall, confirmed the path ahead was clear, then activated his legs.

“Huuu!!”

“Oh my god!” Lu Ran cried out as mist erupted from his feet like a thruster.

He shot forward and slammed straight into the eastern wall.

Divine Art of Xianyang: Immortal Hoof!

“Yoo-hoo~!”

In the quiet rainy night, within the small bedroom glowing with warm light, a figure darted back and forth, thoroughly enjoying himself.

“Hahaha!”

“So much fun! So much fun!”

“Face the gale! Face the Immortal Hoof!”

“Hassaki!”

Thank you to StarLuan_i for the 110,000 gift! Boss is generous, thank you for your support! There will be extra chapters after the official release.

Long time no see! Wishing the boss a life of smooth sailing, happiness, and good health.

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