"Mo!" The big black cow stood up, its expression tense as it crouched behind Chen Xun, its hooves gripping his shoulders. They stepped firmly onto the flying sword, beads of sweat forming on their foreheads. Chen Xun's veins bulged as he raised two fingers skyward and roared, "Take off!" "Mo!!" Whoosh! A fierce gust of wind surged, and the flying sword whistled away, vanishing in the blink of an eye. Bang! Bang! Two figures crashed down heavily, choking on the dust.
"Where's the flying sword?! My sword?!" Chen Xun cried out in anguish, his pupils bloodshot, spitting out a mouthful of dirt. "Mo!" The big black cow was also disoriented, its eyes suddenly spotting the flying sword far off, embedded in a stone wall. Before long, they finally retrieved the sword.
"Old cow, our spells have been enhanced; it's a bit different," Chen Xun took a deep breath and said slowly. "Mo~" The big black cow nodded, indeed, the speed of the flying sword was astonishing. "No worries, we'll adapt slowly, practice gradually." "Mo~" The big black cow picked up the flying sword with its mouth and headed straight for the waterfall, shaking its head at Chen Xun.
"Old cow, clever!" Chen Xun was taken aback; the water would likely add considerable resistance, making it perfect for practice. "Let's get started, let's get started."
… A month passed, and Chen Xun had completely mastered the art of sword control. One clear morning, in the same spot, he murmured, "Riding the sword, soaring with the wind, carefree in the world!" A surge of magical energy erupted, and the flying sword slowly ascended as he stepped onto it. "Old cow, no time to explain, hurry!"
"Mo mo~~" The big black cow jumped up, standing steadily on the flying sword, then crouched behind Chen Xun, a hint of fear in its eyes. "Take off for me!!" "Mo~~~" Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh! The fierce wind whipped past, and the flying sword finally soared into the sky, the relentless gale hitting Chen Xun's face as they rose higher and higher, his heart racing to his throat.
The big black cow slowly opened its eyes; the scenery around them had completely changed. It cautiously looked down, its pupils constricting: "Mo~~!!" "Old cow, old cow! What the hell." Chen Xun was startled; the old cow had fainted. He quickly steadied the big black cow with one hand, halting the flying sword mid-air, his eyes barely able to stay open. He slowly glanced at the Medicine Valley, already several dozen feet above the ground, the sound of hurried breathing filling the air.
Flying the sword himself felt entirely different from riding a boat; he felt a sense of emptiness, as if he might fall at any moment. Whoo! Whoo! Whoo! The cold wind howled past his ears, and the big black cow woke up, looking down with trembling legs, "Mo!" "It's okay, old cow, the flying sword is firmly attached beneath us; last time was just an accident," Chen Xun reassured, though the big black cow gripped tighter, its eyes sparkling with excitement—they were truly flying.
A small magical shield opened, and the howling wind ceased, the surroundings growing much quieter. "Old cow, let's adapt slowly; there's no rush," Chen Xun smiled, resuming his sword control, but this time at a much slower pace, feeling increasingly at ease. "Mo~" The big black cow also felt more comfortable, gradually relaxing.
However, Chen Xun frowned slightly; the magical shield felt a bit off, lacking that exhilarating wind-in-the-face sensation. An idea began to form in his mind. "Let's go!" Chen Xun shouted again, circling above the valley, "Wuhu!" His shouts echoed in the air, mingling with the big black cow's cries, but it felt truly thrilling; the big black cow was both pained and delighted.
After half an hour of this, Chen Xun felt increasingly uncomfortable; it seemed time to put his idea into practice. "Old cow, I have some business to attend to; I'll look for materials while I'm at it!" Chen Xun said, grabbing his mountain axe and heading into the cave. "Mo~!" The big black cow lay in the pond, still recovering, taking its time.
… Another month passed, and an orange sun rested quietly among the dark mountains in the distance, clouds swirling and glowing, lighting up the horizon. Strange laughter echoed from the cave in the Medicine Valley, punctuated by cries of "I did it! I did it!"
"Mo mo~~" The big black cow looked at the sky; it was time for the 'wind-in-the-face' moment Chen Xun had mentioned. It kept calling at the cave entrance. "Old cow!" Chen Xun emerged slowly from the darkness, and the big black cow was astonished—what was this new look? Had Chen Xun crafted some magical artifact?
Chen Xun wore a gigantic pair of goggles, holding another in his hand, sparkling in the sunset. "Mo? Mo?" The big black cow rushed forward, asking what it was, its eyes widening. "Old cow, we need to feel nature, to experience the true thrill of the wind; what good is a magical shield?!" Chen Xun laughed heartily, quickly putting the goggles on the big black cow, custom-made just for it.
"Mo?!" The big black cow shook its head side to side, bouncing in excitement, feeling something magical. "With this, we won't have to worry about sand in our eyes, haha!" Chen Xun boasted, shouting, "Old cow, let's go for a ride!" "Mo mo!!" The big black cow was thrilled; its favorite activity was riding in the sunset, the scenery was simply breathtaking.
Whoosh! Whoosh! The flying sword soared, opening a passage in the Medicine Valley, and Chen Xun immediately ascended, countless towering peaks coming into view. He shouted to the sky, "Air Force One, Chen Xun, ready for takeoff!!!" "Mo mo mo!!!" The big black cow echoed, excitedly lying behind Chen Xun with its goggles on; that feeling was freedom.
The wild wind whipped against their faces, but it could no longer invade their eyes; that sensation was finally right—this was true wind-in-the-face. They advanced toward the setting sun, countless ancient trees and peaks left behind, and they could see beasts running on the ground, chasing their prey.
A massive sun hung high in the sky, and disciples flew by on their swords below, but their speed was far inferior. Perhaps this was the difference between a Ferrari and an electric car, Chen Xun mused. Ahead, a small junior sister at the fifth level of Qi Refinement was flying her sword, coincidentally on the same path as them.
Whoosh! The junior sister, with two long braids, was startled to see a person and a… cow standing on the flying sword beside her, their eyes filled with an unknown expression. "This senior brother…" the junior sister said timidly, but before she could finish, her mouth dropped open in shock.
She saw the person and the cow, their fingers and hooves on their foreheads, then they raised them toward her, their mouths curving into crooked smiles! The flying sword suddenly accelerated, heading toward the sunset, disappearing in the blink of an eye, utterly carefree. What the hell… The junior sister was stunned; even the cow was so stylish now, but that flying sword was incredibly fast—she had no idea what grade of magical artifact it was.
Many disciples were astonished, marveling at the speed of their sword control and their stylish appearance! The wind howled past, and the big black cow grinned, watching the disciples left far behind, truly feeling like the big brother. "Old cow, do you see? This is what it means to cultivate immortality, this is what life is!" "Mo mo!!" The big black cow nodded repeatedly, admiring the scenery beneath them, reveling in the joy of the wind-in-the-face.
"Wuhu!!" The sky echoed with their joyous shouts, mingled with the sounds of cow calls.