Old Bull, No Time to Explain—Hurry!

"Moo!" Black Bull stood up, looking tense. It climbed onto Chen Xun's back, gripping his shoulders tightly with both hooves.

They steadily stepped onto the immortal sword, beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads. Veins bulged on Chen Xun's forehead as he raised two fingers together and roared:

"Take off!"

"Moo!!"

Whoosh!

A violent gust surged up as the immortal sword shot away with a howl, vanishing in the blink of an eye.

Bang! Bang! Two figures crashed heavily to the ground, taking a fierce mouthful of dirt and dust.

"Where's the immortal sword?! Where's my sword?!"

Chen Xun cried out as if his heart were being torn apart, his eyes bloodshot as he spat out another mouthful of dirt.

"Moo!" Black Bull had been knocked senseless too, but its bull eyes suddenly spotted the immortal sword in the distance, embedded in a stone wall.

Not long afterward, Chen Xun and Black Bull finally retrieved the immortal sword.

"Old Bull, our spells have been enhanced, so they're a little different," Chen Xun said slowly after taking a deep breath.

"Moo~" Black Bull nodded. That was indeed true. This immortal sword was simply too fast.

"No matter. We'll adapt slowly and practice slowly."

"Moo~"

Black Bull held the immortal sword in its mouth and headed straight into the waterfall, repeatedly tossing its head at Chen Xun.

"Old Bull, you're smart!" Chen Xun froze for a moment. The water could add quite a bit of resistance, making it perfect for practice.

"Let's get to it, let's get to it."

Another month passed. Chen Xun had completely mastered the knack of Sword Flight Technique. One morning, at the same place as before.

"Riding my sword upon the wind, free and unfettered between Tiandi!"

Chen Xun muttered the words and sent out a stream of spiritual power. The immortal sword slowly rose. He stepped onto it with one foot. "Old Bull, no time to explain—hurry!"

"Moo moo~~" Black Bull stood up and sprang onto the sword, landing steadily before immediately lying behind Chen Xun, a trace of terror in its eyes.

"Take off for me!!"

"Moo~~~"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

A fierce gale swept past as the immortal sword finally rose into the air. Boundless wild winds lashed Chen Xun's face, while the ground grew farther and farther away. His heart was nearly leaping into his throat.

Black Bull slowly opened its eyes. The scenery around it had completely changed. It cautiously looked down, its pupils shrinking. "Moo~~!!"

"Old Bull, Old Bull! Fuck me."

Chen Xun was startled. This Old Bull had actually fainted! He hurriedly steadied Black Bull with one hand and stopped the immortal sword in midair, his own eyes nearly unable to stay open.

He slowly looked down at Medicine Valley. They were already more than ten zhang above the ground, and his breathing came in hurried gasps.

Flying on his own sword felt entirely different from riding a flying vessel. His heart felt hollow, and he constantly felt as though he might fall.

Whooo! Whooo! Whooo!

The cold wind howled endlessly by his ears. Black Bull woke as well, its legs going weak when it looked at the ground. "Moo!"

"It's fine, Old Bull. The immortal sword is firmly stuck beneath our feet. Last time was just an accident."

Chen Xun comforted it, though Black Bull only gripped tighter. Yet its eyes also shone with excitement. They had truly taken to the sky.

A small spiritual power barrier opened, and the howling wind could no longer be heard. It became much quieter around them.

"Old Bull, we'll get used to it slowly. This can't be rushed."

Chen Xun smiled and began flying his sword again, though much more slowly this time. He became increasingly adept at it.

"Moo~" Black Bull felt more and more comfortable too, gradually growing less tense.

But Chen Xun frowned slightly. Using the spiritual power barrier felt a little off. It lacked that feeling of riding the wind, and an idea rose in his heart.

"Let's go!"

Chen Xun shouted again, circling endlessly through the sky above the valley. "Woohoo!"

Chen Xun's shouts and Black Bull's endless screams rang through the air. Yet it truly felt thrilling—Black Bull was suffering and enjoying itself at once.

After playing for half a shichen, Chen Xun increasingly felt something was off. It seemed it was time to put his idea into practice.

"Old Bull, I'm going to get busy. I'll look for some materials while I'm at it!" Chen Xun said, carrying the Mountain-Splitting Axe as he headed into the cave abode.

"Moo~!" Black Bull was still lying dead in the pool, unable to recover even after a long while.

Another month later, an orange sun lay quietly between the distant ink-black mountains. Clouds billowed and rosy vapors shimmered, setting an entire stretch of sky ablaze.

A strange laugh came from the cave abode in Medicine Valley, along with repeated cries of, "I did it! I did it!"

"Moo moo~~"

Black Bull glanced at the sky. It was time for Chen Xun's so-called "riding the wind" again. It kept calling at the entrance to the cave abode.

"Old Bull!"

Chen Xun slowly emerged from the darkness. Black Bull's eyes widened in shock. What kind of getup was that? Had Chen Xun forged some kind of magical artifact?

Chen Xun wore an enormous pair of goggles and carried another pair in his hand, glittering beneath the sunset.

"Moo? Moo?" Black Bull hurried over to ask what it was. Chen Xun's eyes had become so huge.

"Old Bull, we need to feel nature, to feel the true thrill of riding the wind. What fucking use is a spiritual power barrier?"

Chen Xun burst out laughing and quickly put a pair on Black Bull as well. These had been custom-made just for it.

"Moo?!" Black Bull swung its head from side to side and bounced around nonstop. What a strange feeling.

"With these, we won't have to fear sand getting into our eyes anymore. Hahaha!"

Chen Xun laughed smugly before roaring, "Old Bull, let's ride the wind!"

"Moo moo!!" Black Bull grew excited. Its favorite activity now was riding the wind at sunset. That scenery was simply unrivaled.

Whoosh!

Whoosh!

The immortal sword soared into the air. A gap opened in Medicine Valley's restriction formation, and Chen Xun immediately shot upward. Countless towering peaks filled his vision as he roared toward the heavens, "Air Force One, Chen Xun, ready for departure!!!"

"Moo moo moo!!!"

Black Bull shouted along with him, lying behind Chen Xun in its goggles. That feeling was freedom.

The wild wind struck their faces, yet it could no longer enter their eyes. At last, the feeling was right. This was true riding of the wind.

They flew toward the setting sun, leaving countless ancient trees and great peaks behind them. They could even see wild beasts racing across the ground, endlessly pursuing their prey.

A huge setting sun hung high in the Skyvault. Disciples flew swords everywhere at low altitude, but their speed was inferior to Chen Xun and Black Bull's by far more than a few levels.

Perhaps this was the difference between a Ferrari and an electric scooter, Chen Xun thought to himself.

Up ahead, a junior sister at Qi Refinement Level Five was flying her sword. She happened to be traveling along the same route.

Whoosh!

The junior sister wore two long braids. Her expression changed in alarm. Why were a man and a... cow standing on an immortal sword beside her, staring at her? And they were wearing some unknown things over their eyes.

"Senior Brother..." the junior sister said timidly, but before she could finish, her mouth slowly fell open and her shock deepened.

The man and the cow raised two fingers and a hoof to their foreheads, then flicked them toward her. Their mouths even twisted into crooked smirks!!

Their immortal sword suddenly accelerated, shooting toward the setting sun and vanishing in an instant, incomparably dashing.

Fuck me...

The junior sister was dumbfounded. Even cows were this dashing now? But that immortal sword was truly fast. She wondered what grade of magical artifact it was.

Quite a few disciples stared in shock. What fast Sword Flight Technique! What dashing outfits!

The wild wind howled past. Black Bull grinned as it watched those sword-flying disciples being left far behind. What a bunch of little brothers.

"Old Bull, see that? This is what cultivating immortality is. This is what life is!"

"Moo moo!!" Black Bull nodded repeatedly, admiring the scenery below and savoring the joy of riding the wind.

"Woohoo!!"

Joyous shouts echoed across the sky, accompanied by one moo after another.