186: Chapter 186 The Joy of Slapping a Fart

Having already obtained enough villain points from Ye Yun, Chu Yuan now only wanted to find some entertainment at Ye Yun's expense; this was what he liked doing most.

Without any further hesitation, the moment he retrieved the bad luck potion from the system space, Chu Yuan calmly opened it and splashed it onto Ye Yun.

With his previous experience using the aphrodisiac potion, Chu Yuan was now well-versed in using the bad luck potion.

Almost at the exact moment Ye Yun turned around, intending to face Chu Yuan, that bottle of bad luck potion had already silently landed on him.

Because it was colorless and odorless, and caused no sensation upon contact with the skin, even when Ye Yun noticed a slight itch, he felt nothing else.

"Stop, just stand right there. Do not come any closer to me, stay away from me."

Mei Feng waved her hand, stopping Ye Yun from approaching her further; the look in her eyes as she gazed at him was filled with utter disgust.

This filthy thing wouldn't even spare a Tibetan Mastiff, and coupled with Ye Yun's previous arrogance, which offended Chu Yuan and dragged her into such a miserable situation,

how could Mei Feng have any good attitude toward Ye Yun? That she hadn't kicked him out already was only out of respect for Chu Yuan and following his instructions.

His beloved goddess looked at him as if she had stepped in a pile of dung, her disgust unhidden. Ye Yun saw all of this, and his heart ached; he felt as if his fragile soul had suffered another ten thousand points of critical damage.

His expression was grim, and he dared not continue approaching Mei Feng, even subconsciously taking a few steps back.

"President Mei, please listen to my explanation, I..."

Ye Yun had come this time naturally to explain to Mei Feng regarding those two Tibetan Mastiffs. He hoped that through his explanation, he could clear up Mei Feng's misunderstanding and allow himself the possibility of remaining by her side to continue protecting her.

Just as he was brewing his words, preparing to force an explanation, he felt a tumultuous churning in his abdomen that he could not control.

It was like a volcanic eruption; an invisible force was about to burst out from within his body.

Ye Yun quickly noticed the change in his body, clutching his stomach tightly. His face flushed rapidly, and he felt an urge to erupt.

A fart! He had already realized that this would be an unprecedentedly huge, loud, and stinky fart, about to burst out of his body.

Due to Ye Yun's lackluster performance a while ago, combined with the incident where he got drunk and fought two Tibetan Mastiffs, his entire persona had completely collapsed, leaving a disastrous impression in front of Mei Feng.

If he were to release this loud fart in front of his goddess at this moment, Ye Yun could hardly imagine the consequences, and he dared not even try.

"Ye Yun, what exactly do you want to say? I will give you one more minute. If you keep stuttering, just get out and stop wasting time."

Looking at this disgusting man in front of her, Mei Feng could no longer restrain herself. Seeing him just clutching his stomach, holding it in for a long time without saying a word, she became even more furious: "Did you just come here to hold in a fart and not be able to let it out? Don't come here to fart."

The speaker meant no harm, but the listener took it to heart. Ye Yun felt his head spinning. Especially Mei Feng's urgent urging, which felt like the final straw that broke the camel's back, shaking him to his core.

At this moment, the massive, turbid energy within his body seemed to have broken through the final shackle, and its fierce nature could no longer be suppressed.

A loud fart is naturally louder and smellier the longer it is held in. The incoming turbid energy, which had been forcibly suppressed by Ye Yun's internal energy for some time, had now reached its critical point.

Mei Feng's remark, "Don't come here to fart," became the fuse. The uncontrollable turbid energy immediately burst out of his body.

It sounded like a clap of thunder on a clear day; a sudden, massive explosion, even more powerful than a thunderclap, erupted. The entire hall suddenly seemed to shatter along with that violent explosive sound.

Whether it was Chu Yuan, who was sitting to the side watching the show, or Mei Feng, who was lying half-reclined on the sofa with a look of disgust, both were startled by Ye Yun's sudden action.

Silence! Following that earth-shattering roar, the hall instantly fell into a deathly silence.

Ye Yun had the urge to go crazy; he stood there at a loss, not knowing what to say or do. His face turned shades of blue and purple, feeling the embarrassment of someone who had no face to meet his elders.

Looking at Mei Feng, who was shocked by his loud fart, he felt that this embarrassing behavior today was even more mortifying and frustrating than the time he got drunk and fought the two Tibetan Mastiffs.

"Heavens, what heavenly law did I, Ye Yun, break that you must torture me like this? Do you really have to torture me to death before you are satisfied?"

"No, I absolutely cannot lose face in front of Mei Feng. How am I, Ye Yun, supposed to conduct myself after such a shameful incident? Where does that leave the dignity of my noble Underworld Palace?"

Just as Ye Yun was feeling a mix of emotions and cursing the heavens, something even more desperate happened. Several streams of massive, turbid energy formed in his abdomen again, churning like a stormy sea, with an even more imposing momentum than the previous one, as if brewing for a larger-scale conflict.

Ye Yun immediately sensed that overwhelming turbid energy playing around in his abdomen. His expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly pressed his hands tightly against his stomach, hoping to suppress that turbid energy with his powerful internal energy.

Despair and fear—these two emotions surged in Ye Yun's heart, and even showed on his face.

"Bang, bang, bang..." "Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang..." A sudden, continuous series of popping sounds erupted. This bolt from the blue, this thunderclap on a clear day, came in wave after wave, even more majestic and grand than the first.

Throughout the entire hall, those unbearable sounds rang out one after another. Accompanying those popping sounds, waves of odor formed, almost drowning out the entire living room.

"Damn thing, you still want to use such low-handed tactics to stink me to death?"

As soon as Chu Yuan detected the foul odor, he frowned and gently waved his hand. A massive surge of internal energy formed around him and Mei Feng, blocking the odor from advancing further. Then, he waved his hand again, unexpectedly reflecting all the stench back to Ye Yun.