Meng Chuan and Yaoyao went inside, leaving Yellow Bull alone in the courtyard.
About half an hour later, Chu Feng limped in from outside.
"Monster—ow—Yaoyao, did you turn into a monster or something?" Chu Feng cried. He still couldn't believe what had just happened.
Yaoyao had sent him flying with one punch—more than ten kilometers.
When Chu Feng had fallen from the sky, his mind had gone blank.
Who am I? Where am I? What just happened?
Why did I come back from a trip to find this house—and everyone in it—like this?
One punch sent me flying for miles! Will someone please explain what's going on?
He couldn't make sense of the changes sweeping Heaven and Earth. How had Yaoyao changed beyond his understanding too...?
"Say one more word and you can get ready to fly to the North Pole," Yaoyao's voice came from inside.
"Yellow Bull, did you see that just now?" Chu Feng went up to Yellow Bull, his words tumbling out.
"I flew! She hit me and I just flew—over ten kilometers! I vanished from sight!"
"Moo, moo, moo." Yellow Bull lowed, and Chu Feng more or less understood what it meant.
"You're just a bull, so you don't understand?" Chu Feng grabbed Yellow Bull. "Quit pretending!"
"You spoke like a person just now!"
Yellow Bull shook him off and went to rest in a corner.
That fairy hadn't told the kid who she was. Better not to say too much.
Otherwise, one punch might send Yellow Bull clean off Earth...
Yellow Bull didn't know what realm Yaoyao had reached, but her presence made its soul feel as though it might shatter.
Certain things inside its body trembled without cease, almost as if they were about to destroy themselves.
This young bull was no ordinary creature.