Fart God vs. Di Tian

But in the end, Feng Yan didn't make a move.

It was simple: only Xiao Wu and he himself knew that Tang Wutong was his daughter.

Tang San was probably still in the dark. Otherwise, he would've come after him with the Sea God Trident long ago.

He hadn't noticed?

Could Xiao Wu have been pulling strings from the Divine Realm again?

Once he'd figured that out, Feng Yan wasn't so worried anymore.

"So?"

"So I'm asking the Butterfly God to grant Xiao Qi a third Martial Soul—the Light Goddess Butterfly."

"Xiao Qi became the only person ever to possess Triple Martial Souls, but her talent still wasn't enough..."

"So...I hope you..."

At that, Feng Yan finally understood what Tang San was after.

So he thought Wutong's talent wasn't good enough and planned to launch that so-called ten-thousand-year plan.

And then he wanted Feng Yan to become the Sword Bearer of his ten-thousand-year plan.

Tang San trusted him this much?

What could he say?

If he didn't stab him in the back, he'd be letting San Gege's trust go to waste.

"San Gege, you don't have to say anything else..."

"I understand."

Elsewhere.

Deep within Lake of Life, in the Star Dou Great Forest.

"This is...divine power!"

A gigantic Silver Dragon suddenly opened her violet eyes.

The Silver Dragon's scales stood on end, and a trace of fear flashed through her dragon eyes.

She had slumbered here for countless years, both to heal her injuries and to evade the Divine Realm's detection.

But now, a god had descended.

It seemed there was more than one...

One of them seemed to be right in the heart of the Star Dou Great Forest!

"Master, you're awake!"

A handsome man dressed in black robes appeared and bowed respectfully.

The Silver Dragon spoke. "Di Tian, I sensed divine power just now."

"Divine power!"

"Has the Divine Realm sent someone to deal with us?"

Di Tian's voice held a hint of tension.

Though he was known as the Beast God, he had only 890,000 years of cultivation. He was still some distance from becoming a god.

"That god is in the Star Dou Great Forest," the Silver Dragon said after closing her eyes to sense the area.

"What!"

Di Tian was shocked.

As one of the Dragon God's former guards, he naturally knew that, under normal circumstances, gods were not allowed to descend to the lower realm.

Descending without permission was a grave taboo in the Divine Realm.

And this was the Star Dou Great Forest, the Soul Beasts' last refuge.

The Silver Dragon opened her eyes again. Her brow furrowed slightly, then relaxed.

"Don't worry. The one who came is only a Third-Level God."

Di Tian froze. "A Third-Level God?"

"Yes."

"There are traces of spatial turbulence on him. His aura is unstable, and his divine power is weak."

"He doesn't seem to have come through a proper passage. It looks more like he smuggled himself down here."

Di Tian fell silent.

Smuggled down? A Third-Level God? To the Star Dou Great Forest?

His expression shifted from tense to bewildered, then to something complicated and hard to describe.

"Master..."

Di Tian carefully ventured, "Then what has this god come here to do?"

The Silver Dragon was silent for a while, as if sensing something.

"He seems to be looking for something."

"Looking for what? Could he be after you, Master?!"

The Silver Dragon's expression turned faintly peculiar.

"He's looking for someone called Dong'er."

Di Tian: "..."

He thought he might have misheard.

"Master, you mean a Third-Level God smuggled himself down to the lower realm and came all the way to the Star Dou Great Forest just to find someone?"

"Yes."

Di Tian was at a loss for words.

He had lived for hundreds of thousands of years and commanded every Soul Beast in the Star Dou Great Forest. What kind of enemy hadn't he seen?

But this was a first.

After a long while, Di Tian drew a deep breath and said, "Master, I request permission to fight."

The Silver Dragon looked at him. "You want to deal with him?"

"Yes."

A glint of battle intent flashed in Di Tian's eyes.

"He's only a Third-Level God. Even if he's a god, he's among the weakest."

"Though I haven't become a god, I have 890,000 years of cultivation, and I still have that move. I might be able to fight him."

The Silver Dragon said nothing. She merely swished her tail, and an image appeared on the lake's surface.

On the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest, a buzz-cut man was bounding through the woods.

He wore a plain scholar's robe, was covered in mud, and had a purple piglet perched on his shoulder.

"Sun Moon Empire, I'm coming! Dong'er, wait for me!"

Di Tian stared at the buzz-cut man in the image, his brow furrowing deeply.

The god was dressed in rags, and the piglet on his shoulder kept flicking its tail.

That was it?

That was a god?

He was about as much of a god as a fart.

At the sight, Di Tian's eyes suddenly grew unusually resolute.

A mere lowly god dared to trespass into the Star Dou Great Forest. He clearly didn't take the Beast God seriously at all.

"Master, please allow me to fight."

The Silver Dragon looked at him, a hint of hesitation in her violet eyes.

"Go."

Then she swished her tail lightly, and the lake's surface returned to stillness.

Di Tian also left Lake of Life, transformed into a streak of black, and sped toward the outskirts of the Star Dou Great Forest.

A figure was leaping through the woods.

"It's been a long time, Star Dou Great Forest."

Yu Xiaogang took a deep breath of the fresh air, his face full of nostalgia.

"If I remember correctly, the Sun Moon Empire is at the far western end of the continent."

"All I have to do is head west, and I'll find Dong'er."

With that, the man and pig continued deeper into the forest.

They hadn't gone far when Yu Xiaogang suddenly stopped.

Someone stood in a clearing ahead.

He wore a black robe, had a stern face, and radiated an oppressive presence.

"How dare you! Blocking my way, of all things! Move aside!"

Yu Xiaogang shouted, straightening his back in an attempt to look more imposing.

Di Tian stared at him, his brow furrowing even further. "Are you talking to me?"

"Who else is here?"

Yu Xiaogang answered with righteous indignation. "I am Yu Xiaogang, master to God King Tang San! You lowly mortal, why aren't you on your knees before me?"

Di Tian's mouth twitched.

Mortal?

He wasn't even human.

"Enough talk. Let's fight!"

Di Tian couldn't be bothered with more words. He flashed forward, appearing right in front of Yu Xiaogang, and threw a punch.

Yu Xiaogang's face changed. He dodged to the side, and the wind from the punch skimmed past his face before surging behind him.

Everything in the punch's path was annihilated.

"Who are you?! How can you not fear my divine might?"

Yu Xiaogang stumbled back several steps and asked in a panic.

"None of your business!"

Di Tian threw another punch.

Yu Xiaogang had no time to dodge this one.

He gritted his teeth and crossed his arms in front of him.

"Bang!"

Yu Xiaogang went flying.

Di Tian frowned. "As a god, is that all you can do?"

"Fine. You asked for this!"

Yu Xiaogang stood up, brushed the dust off himself, and took a deep breath.

"Are you ready, Sanpao?"

Luo Sanpao gave a grunt and quickly flew toward Yu Xiaogang.

The two gradually merged.

"Transform!"

"Fart God Divine Armor!"

"Appear before me!!!"

The purple smoke dispersed, revealing the three divine rings behind Yu Xiaogang. They slowly rotated, radiating blinding white light.

Di Tian's pupils contracted.

"This is..."

"A divine skill!"

Yu Xiaogang dropped into a horse stance and shouted through gritted teeth, "Heaven Crushing Earth Splitting!"

A fierce burst of yellow-purple light erupted from the pox beneath him.

A moment later.

Nothing happened.

Di Tian stood where he was, brow furrowed.

Just now, his nerves had tightened instinctively.

He had been ready to react at any moment, prepared to dodge the attack.

Meanwhile, Yu Xiaogang remained in his horse stance, his face flushed and the veins on his forehead bulging.

"Almost...almost...just a little longer."

Di Tian's mouth twitched. "What are you doing?"

Yu Xiaogang was mortified.

He'd forgotten that the pox beneath him had taken a vicious hit from the Sea God Trident.

Though Tang San had held back a little in the end, the spot still throbbed with pain.

The pain didn't matter. The real problem was that he couldn't hold in his farts.

The fart he'd finally managed to condense with divine power hadn't even had time to warm up before it dissipated.

As a result, Yu Xiaogang couldn't use a single skill right now, except for that ultimate move!

But the cost of Ultimate: Anal Sun Three Cannons was simply too high...

He'd already used it once in the Divine Realm, so he couldn't use it again in such a short time.