It is September.

The sweltering heat has yet to subside.

In a shadowy alleyway within Wu County's Antique City, the surrounding space suddenly began to distort intensely.

The next second.

A figure materialized out of thin air in a way that defied belief. Fortunately, there was no one in the alleyway, or they would have been terrified half to death.

"For a thousand years, I, Shen Feng, have returned."

A deep voice came from the throat of the shadow.

The man looked to be about twenty years old, standing around six feet tall. He was lean and sharp, with eyes that held a depth impossible to fathom.

He was only wearing a tattered long shirt that didn't seem to fit him well. His long hair was tousled and hanging down, making him look rather like a beggar.

After Shen Feng did a quick calculation, he finally let out a sigh of relief.

Three years ago.

He was still an ordinary medical student. Because his family lived in the mountains, their conditions were very poor. In order to ease the burden on his parents, he often went into the mountains to collect medicine and sell it to make ends meet after selling it.

That time when he was at his absolute worst, the sky turned dark and he was still stuck in the mountains. He remembered it very clearly: a sudden fierce wind swept across the sky, then he was sucked into a black vortex. When he woke up, everything had changed; he had traveled to the fairy realm.

After arriving in the world of immortals where the weak were preyed upon by the strong, Shen Feng experienced numerous life-and-death situations.

He finally made up his mind to become a powerful individual, and by chance, he obtained various powerful inheritances.

In just a thousand years, he became the youngest immortal emperor in the celestial realm, ruling over a world of his own.

After he reached the Immortal Emperor realm, what he missed most in his heart was still his parents on Earth. He wanted to go back to his hometown and have a look.

Utilizing divine means, he forcibly traversed the void and finally returned to his home planet, Earth.

Just now he calculated with his fingers, a thousand years had passed in the fairy world, but only three years on Earth. That means his parents are still alive?

Shen Feng's situation was filled with anguish. He forcibly traversed countless expanses of void, and coupled with the constraints of Earth, his cultivation as a Xiandi dissipated completely. Even his immortal Emperor physique became dilapidated, leaving only a few wisps of spiritual energy that were on the verge of vanishing.

"I'm afraid the powerful people in that world I once controlled don't even know I've left."

After mumbling to himself, Shen Feng walked out of the alley.

Walking through the antique city, the streets were lined with stalls of all kinds, and strange eyes scanned him from time to time.

Shen Feng's footsteps came to a halt, his brows furrowing slightly. On his right stood a fortune-telling stall, with a rectangular cloth banner hanging beside it, boldly proclaiming "Master Fortune Teller".

As for the Immortal Emperor Shen Feng, he is very sensitive to the word "Immortal".

This fortune-telling stall was surrounded by people. It's quite famous in the antique city.

The fortune teller was a slender middle-aged man with two small sideburns. He had a black mole on the lower right cheekbone. He was known as Master Wu by people in the antique market.

After all, this is not the fairy realm. For a mere ant to dare call himself a fairy, he was displeased in his heart, but he didn't want to waste time.

But this Wu Xian master at once saw Shen Feng who was passing by. He mumbled, "Look at this young man, his brow is dark, he will surely have misfortune befall him in the coming days."

"And between his brows, there's a sign of misfortune. This shows that he can only be a beggar for his entire life."

Master Wu treated Shen Feng as a beggar.

Shen Feng's sneer cut across his face.

Is his face darkened? He crossed one void after another, all stained with dust.

And from his appearance, it was clear he wasn't wealthy. Even a fool could tell that.

"Shen Feng?"

A crisp sound of surprise suddenly reached Shen Feng's ears.

She had a petite face, with delicate features and a body that was perfectly proportioned. There was a typical Jiangnan charm about her eyes which met his gaze: "Su Jingyu?"

Shen Feng and Su Jingyu were classmates in high school.

At first, Su Jingyu was still the school belle recognized by everyone in school. The ordinary Shen Feng and Su Jingyu didn't have much intersection.

After so many years, Shen Feng didn't expect that this former school beauty would be able to recognize him at first glance.

Su Jingyu happened to be sitting in front of the fortune teller's stall, it seemed that Master Wu was giving a divination.

A refreshing smile appeared on his face, Shen Feng also nodded slightly in response, and the two of them had greeted each other.

After all, during their high school years, they didn't know each other at all. For three whole years, the number of words they exchanged could be counted on one hand.

Shen Feng sat down nonchalantly on the chair next to Su Jingyu. Since this Wu Xian Shizhu had stirred up trouble with him, how could he just let it slide without giving a little payback?

When Shen Feng was in the fairy world, he had always been someone who wouldn't suffer losses. He looked at Wu Xian Shi for a long time, nodding sometimes and shaking his head sometimes.

Su Jingyu curiously looked at this former classmate of hers. She knew that Shen Feng's family was poor, but it shouldn't have been so bad that he had to beg for a living.

Wu Xian shaved off his own two little sideburns, really thought he was Lu Xiao who pretended to be a hero with four eyebrows?

He impatiently said, "Just do your beggar thing, I don't have money to give you. Those two sentences were a gift from me, and I expect nothing in return."

Shen Feng calmly said, "It's not polite to come without reciprocating. I'll also give you a few words."

Have you been having trouble sleeping lately? Are you experiencing stomach pain and constipation? Have you noticed a decline in your physical abilities? Is your appetite not what it used to be? And have you also been dealing with severe bad breath?

Master Wu was taken aback. He had indeed been experiencing these symptoms recently, and despite seeing a doctor, there was no improvement. Now, they were all accurately described by this beggar before him.

He was intimidated by Shen Feng and couldn't help but ask, "What should I do?"

Shen Feng smiled and said, "It's very simple. You have qi stagnation. Stand up, and I can help you cure it now."

The residual spiritual energy was concentrated in the sound, causing Master Wu to momentarily be dazed and involuntarily obey Shen Feng's command.

Shen Feng pointed with one finger at Wu Xian's stomach, a wisp of spiritual energy seeping into his belly.

Wu Xian Shi, coming back to his senses, immediately tightened his face. He felt he was behaving inappropriately. He was a celestial master! How could he be stunned by a beggar? What if no one came to him for divination in the future?

"You're talking nonsense! I don't have any of these symptoms. You beggar think you're a divine doctor? Get out of my sight!" Wu Xian roared angrily.

Sitting on the side, Su Jingyu became more and more curious. She kept looking at Shen Feng with her eyes. Judging from Wu Xian's reaction just now, it could be concluded that Shen Feng had accurately described those symptoms.

Master Wu, in a fit of rage, felt something was wrong. Why did he suddenly feel the urge to fart? And he couldn't hold it in.

Luckily, the sound of it was very quiet, but the smell was quite potent.

The people surrounding the stall all suddenly wrinkled their noses, some even covering them with their hands.

Wu Xian, with a serious look, glanced at the young man beside him whose teeth were yellowed. He said: "It seems your path of cultivation is still very far. As immortal beings, how could we possibly expel such impurities? Next time, pay attention, or I will expel you from the sect."

Big Yellow Teeth was nominally Wu Xian's disciple, but in reality, he was responsible for teaching a lesson to those who came to cause trouble.

Seeing the scornful looks around him, Dahuangya wanted to cry. He thought to himself, "I didn't fart! How could this fart be so smelly? How am I going to mix in the antique city after this?"

As everyone's attention shifted to Big Yellow Tooth.

Master Wu's face instantly turned sour. He felt the urge to fart again, but this time he was alert and desperately held it in, his face becoming increasingly red with effort.

Master Wu Xian's reputation cannot be ruined by a fart!

The thought of farting grew stronger and stronger, he said in a strained voice: "Let's end it here today. I need to discipline my apprentice well."

Just as the words had fallen,

Master Wu's face changed drastically. He could no longer hold back; he had reached his limit of patience.

"Hmm—"

"Bang!"

"Rip—"

A tremendously long fart echoed through the air.

Then, another loud bang came from Master Wu's behind. His child directly burst open, and he suddenly felt a chill on his buttocks.

A foul smell spread through the air.

One fart directly shattered his own son? Isn't that exaggerating a bit?

All eyes were focused on Master Wu, who looked extremely pleased. Shen Feng smiled and said, "Master, you truly have the body of a god. Even your fart is extraordinary. In my opinion, Master could probably kill someone with it. Standing behind you would be dangerous; one of your farts could kill me."

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