Chapter 56: Brother Kun Is About to Act Spoiled

Perhaps between those two Celestial Lords, there might even be a third party; if another powerful figure were to arrive, I fear my Kun’s body would not be able to withstand it. In the end, glancing back at the cave one last time, Ye Kun sighed deeply. Why must you two Celestial Lords go to such lengths? You have bestowed all your cultivation upon me, and naturally, I wish to repay you both.

But your requests contradict each other—one asks me to save all living beings, the other urges me to destroy them. How am I to choose?

Forget it, only children make choices—better to go up first and find my little brother.

Drawing a deep breath, Ye Kun leapt with all his might. Perhaps he misjudged his strength; his landing left a massive crater in the cave floor. Countless stones crashed down, the entire cliffside resounding as if it might collapse at any moment.

At that moment, the cat demon, deep in cultivation, was startled by the terrifying noise and rushed over, full of confusion—what could be happening beneath the cliff to make it tremble so? The cat demon sniffed the air, pupils narrowing, then abruptly raised a paw, licked it with its tongue, and let out a, “Meow~”

Royal translation: “Little bald head, give me a few years to take human form and I’ll come to settle this score with you!”

Ye Kun wore a look of terror—he had leapt straight into the sky.

But…

My Kun can’t fly!

Biubiu…

As Ye Kun reached the peak of his ascent, he began to fall, plummeting like a fireball; his clothes were instantly reduced to ash.

Now Ye Kun possessed only raw strength, without any mastery of techniques—after all, the two Celestial Lords had left in such a hurry, they forgot to teach him their ultimate skills or hand over any treasures they’d collected.

If Ye Kun knew this, he’d surely thank them for their restraint—otherwise, he would never have had any ambitions left in life.

Boom!!!

Ye Kun landed safely, smashing a hundred-foot crater into the ground. Luckily, no one was nearby, or else he would have drawn attention again.

“Damn…” Ye Kun had a thousand things to say, but it all boiled down to just that word—it summed up his feelings perfectly.

Looking up at the blue sky, Ye Kun felt no joy. Others always said that becoming stronger should make one happy, so why didn’t he feel that way?

Forget it, he’d ponder that later. For now, he needed to find his brother. Judging by the time, maybe a whole day had passed, maybe even longer—perhaps years? Who could tell how long he had been unconscious?

Ye Kun took off at a run, his entire body becoming a blur. He moved so fast he had no idea where he was going, completely unaccustomed to his newfound strength.

Meanwhile, across Taixi County, white banners fluttered everywhere, and a somber mood of grief and anger filled the air.

As the county’s most outstanding youth, to be killed in the Misty Forest—how could anyone not be heartbroken?

When Old Wei received the news, he fainted on the spot and was now bedridden, unable to get up.

When Dongmen Meng heard Kun Kun had vanished in the Misty Forest, she fainted immediately. Ye Ming refused to believe Kun Kun was gone, braving the dangers to search the Misty Forest, but found not a single clue—as if Kun Kun had simply vanished.

According to Wu Chi, there was a powerful nine-tailed cat demon in that forest—perhaps…

After Feng Dian and Yuan Zhen returned, they felt uneasy. Kun was surely dead this time, yet they couldn’t feel any joy about it.

After Ye Qin came back, he hadn’t left his house, not even opening the door for Ba Wanqing—he hadn’t said a word, as if he had shut himself off from the world.

The most furious were Ye Ming and Dongmen Meng; they had practically turned the Misty Forest upside down but couldn’t even find a corpse. There was only one conclusion: Kun Kun had been eaten by that nine-tailed cat demon!

At this moment, Wu Chi was kneeling at the Ye family’s gate—he had knelt for seven days and nights. Losing Ye Kun was his inexcusable fault; he deserved to pay with his life, tormented with guilt. Damn that wine—drinking had led to disaster!

“How much longer are you going to kneel? If the Ye family really wanted your life, you couldn’t escape it anyway.” At some point, the owner of Sword Book House was standing beside him, speaking lightly.

“That’s none of your business. It’s my fault. I lost someone’s child. I, Wu Chi, have never harmed anyone in my life, but this time…”

“This time you feel guilty? Besides, the boy hasn’t been found—maybe he fell off a cliff and found a priceless treasure? Storytellers are always spinning such tales.”

“Enough already! You actually believe storytellers? It’s all made up.”

The owner suddenly laughed, “But what if the boy comes back?”

“If he comes back, I’ll call you father!”

“Then you’d better start, good son.” The owner patted Wu Chi’s shoulder with a soft chuckle, his gaze full of appreciation.

Wu Chi froze, then turned his head—so dazzling…

That bald head… was…

“Ye Kun!” Wu Chi blurted out, incredulous.

Indeed, it was Ye Kun, trailed by a crowd of joyous townsfolk.

Even Ye Kun himself had no idea where he’d run off to—he felt as if he’d circled all of Eastern You before finally finding Taixi County. When he saw white banners on every door, his heart sank—could it be…

Everyone stared at him as if they’d seen a ghost—so they had thought he was dead, and his brother and the others had been back for eight or nine days already.

Hearing that his brother and friends were all safe, Ye Kun was finally at ease.

“Teacher, what are you doing?” Ye Kun asked, seeing Wu Chi kneeling at the gate, puzzled.

Wu Chi slowly stood up, walked over, and embraced Ye Kun tightly. “Child, teacher is sorry!”

Very well, teacher, you truly have let Kun down. If you hadn’t gotten drunk and had just led us safely to train, I’d never have met those two Celestial Lords, nor gained such strength… nor would I have these two conflicting powers within me, always threatening to destroy me.

But Ye Kun could feel his teacher’s sincerity and simply smiled. “Teacher, try to drink less from now on.”

“From now on, I’ll give it up completely,” Wu Chi replied earnestly. This ordeal had made him realize his mistakes—he would never touch a drop again.

“That’s good, teacher. I’ll head inside now.”

“Hurry, your parents are worried sick about you.”

Ye Kun nodded, hurriedly pushing open the double doors and rushing into the main hall.

“Father, mother, brother—I’m home!” Ye Kun called out. He hadn’t seen them in so long; he missed them dearly. This was the first time he’d ever been away from his parents and brother for so long.

Bang—

Ye Kun saw Xiao Ling appear, the teacup in her hand falling to the floor, her hand covering her mouth as she looked at him.

“Sister Ling, where’s mother?” Ye Kun could hardly wait to see his mother; he even felt a childish urge to run into her arms. How bashful his Kun was…