Sky Continent, Behemoth City.

On this day, He Youdao came out of the retreat and put on a brand new set of magic cannons.

He bought this from a nearby chamber of commerce, along with a high-quality magic wand in his hand.

Ever since He Youdao won a large number of magic stones from the Kaiyuan Casino, he had strong capital for practice.

After more than ten days of seclusion, he transformed from a loser who couldn't break through a tenth-level magician to a powerful fifty-level magician.

In Sky Continent, level 50 magicians can be considered as upper-middle-class magicians. In county-level areas, they are considered to be strong ones.

Theoretically speaking, He Youdao can continue to practice.

Since he obtained the golden power of the world, his magician bottleneck seems to have disappeared. As long as there is a sufficient supply of magic, he can continue to become stronger.

If you are a normal person, you will definitely become a big boss and then come out.

But He Youdao really couldn't hold it in any longer.

He wants to go back and let those old people who look down on others see that I am no longer what I used to be.

You were definitely blind when you treated me like that.

Now that I am rich, I will come back to give you some color.

Also, Niu Erya, you wait for me, I will let you know how miserable the consequences of betraying me will be.

He Youdao felt uneasy after not going home for thirty years.

He wants to go back now and let those who once looked down on him have a good look.

He Youdao used the wind escape technique and flew at low altitude in Behemoth City.

He deliberately flew at a height that was neither too high nor too low to ensure that everyone on the ground could see him.

In the past, he was extremely envious of those magicians who could fly freely in the sky, but now, he can do it too.

He wants others to envy him.

However, when He Youdao flew over people's heads, no one raised their heads to look at him, nor did they have any envious expressions.

Just as numb as he was before.

He Youdao felt that it didn't matter. Even if people who had nothing to do with him were envious, jealous and hated him, he would not feel the slightest pleasure.

He wanted to see the shocked expressions on those old guys, and then see the remorse on their faces.

It's simply very satisfying.

I haven’t been home for many years, but I always remember the journey home.

In fact, after so many years of wandering outside, He Youdao never wanted to go home.

However, he didn't want to go back in a miserable state, he wanted to return home in fine clothes.

Thirty years have passed and it is not too late.

The wind escape technique was extremely fast, and he quickly left Behemoth City and flew towards the village in his memory.

He flew and flew, and there was no change in the familiar road, except that there were many more weeds and it looked a little desolate.

Soon, the village in his hometown appeared in his eyes. He Youdao smiled proudly and couldn't help but speed up his flight.

"Wait a minute, how should I announce my return in a high-profile manner?"

"Fly directly into the yard and shout to everyone, I'm back!"

"Then, release your magic power to the maximum, and let all those old guys see that the loser they once looked down upon is now someone they can't reach!"

"Also, my childhood sweetheart Niu Erya, I will go find her after I humiliate those old guys!"

In the midst of thousands of thoughts, He Youdao slowly approached his old house and saw the familiar compound in his memory.

The willow tree in front of the door is still there, and not far away is a small river. When I was a child, I often caught fish in it and took a bath in it with a few naked children.

It seems a little different from the hometown in my memory. Now when I see my old house, I feel so small.

Short and dilapidated.

"Um?"

He Youdao couldn't help but frown, he felt something was not right.

Because half of the courtyard wall by the roadside collapsed.

"Oh, no one repaired the wall when it collapsed? Is the family already so poor?"

"Hey, I just happened to be back. I have magic stones here that you can't imagine."

According to the previously planned pattern, He Youdao flew directly from the air into the courtyard, his magic power exploded, and he shouted: "I'm back!"

After a shout, the yard was empty and there was no response.

"Um?"

He Youdao couldn't help but look stunned.

He glanced in the direction of the door and found it was locked.

He flew to the next wing and found that every room was locked.

There is a large spider web outside the door, which looks to be quite old.

"Where are the people?"

He Youdao panicked a little. He fell from the air and ran towards his father's room.

The door is still locked.

"this……"

He Youdao frowned and his heart clenched tightly.

He jumped out from the collapsed courtyard wall, went to the neighbor's house next door, and knocked lightly on the door.

After a while, a child opened his door, tilted his head and looked at him, asking: "Who are you looking for?"

He Youdao didn't know this little kid. He had run away from home for thirty years. He didn't know anyone under the age of thirty.

"Is my second uncle at home?"

He Youdao asked.

"Who is your second uncle?"

The child's eyes were clear and bright, and he asked in a coy voice.

He Youdao was speechless for a moment, and after pondering for a moment, he responded: "Child, are the adults at home? Let your adults come out."

"Okay!"

The child closed the door with a bang, then ran towards home with his short legs.

"Dad, Mom, there is a strange uncle coming outside. He is looking for his second uncle. There is no second uncle in our family. I guess he may be lost."

The child said cutely.

Not long after, a middle-aged man walked out of the main room, holding a woven bamboo basket in his hand.

My family makes a living by weaving bamboo baskets, and we have to make a living every day.

This bamboo basket is half braided. If you let go directly, it may fall apart again, so don't let go.

A middle-aged man in his thirties, he walked to the door with a curse and opened it with a clang.

"Who are you looking for?"

When the middle-aged man saw the visitor wearing a gorgeous magic robe, he knew that the other party's identity was not simple, and his attitude immediately became respectful.

When He Youdao saw this person, he couldn't help but look stunned.

On his rough face, there was a vague shadow of the second uncle.

If he guessed correctly, this man should be the second uncle's only son.

I remember that when I ran away from home, the other party was just over three years old.

Calculating this, this person should be about thirty-three years old.

"Is your dad home?"

He Youdao asked in a solemn voice.

He now wants to find people he knows and ask them about what happened in the past thirty years, mainly asking where his family has gone.

"My dad?"

The middle-aged man looked puzzled.

By the way, his father has been dead for more than 20 years, and yet someone is still looking for him?

However, the other party was obviously a high-level magician. The middle-aged man did not dare to offend him, so he responded patiently: "My father has been dead for more than 20 years."

"Dead, dead?"
To be continued...