I Have a Golden Crow

The Du Yu who reopened the Mountain and Sea Bell did not lead everyone directly into the Mountain Realm but went to the Sea Realm first.

Subsequently, Du Yu alone shuttled between the Mountain and Sea Dual Realm, bringing back the Jia Rong Grass Fruit.

After administering it to everyone, including Demon Pets, he led the team to the final mission location.

”Boom boom boom...”

Thunder roared, dark clouds churned.

Feng Wuheng stood under the dark clouds, quickly surveying the surroundings and observing this so-called ”Mountain Realm.”

After a moment, he intended to look up at the sky but felt a sense and immediately looked down.

All he saw were endless deep red long grass leaves growing madly, forming a celestial ladder, directly advancing towards everyone.

”Is this the Jia Rong Grass?” Feng Wuheng said in a low voice.

”Yes, the fruit Elder Feng just ate is from it,” Du Yu said softly.

Feng Wuheng felt a slight tremor in his heart.

Indeed, another Saint-level Demonic Plant!

This young man’s Demon Saint friends are quite plentiful...

In fact, what truly amazed Feng Wuheng was not the level of the Ancient Demon Saint Jia Rong Grass but its fruit’s effect.

After consumption, it could drive away thunder and avoid lightning for one day!

Such a Demonic Plant Fruit effect is truly a bug-level existence.

Feng Wuheng sighed softly: ”You said earlier that the effect of this Demonic Plant Fruit is only effective within the Mountain Realm?”

Du Yu nodded helplessly: ”Yes, once you leave this Mountain Realm, you can no longer avoid thunder.”

”Hmm.” While lamenting in his heart, Feng Wuheng suddenly raised his brows slightly.

Is that... Yue Mountain Lion?

Feng Wuheng couldn’t help but take a closer look, and sure enough, at the peak of the mountain slope below, he saw a majestic and might Yue Mountain Lion!

This size must be the Demon General Yue Mountain Lion.

”Demon friend, there are quite a few rare exotic beasts.” Feng Wuheng has already relaxed and gently teased.

Over this period, coupled with Du Yu’s generous teachings, their relationship became much closer.

”Hehe.” Du Yu smiled, but didn’t say much.

Rare exotic beasts?

You only saw one that was watching the wind, unaware that a large Yue Mountain Lion tribe was hidden in the mountain!

The Desert Lynx tribe might not be rare,

but in the eastern Observing Elephant Roar in Xiangming Valley, there are still the Yunnan Colorful Elephants hidden~

This place not only has Jia Rong Grass but also Purple Thunder Bamboo, Lion Bone Scythe... well, let’s forget about it.

Restraint! Let’s not show off~

”Thank you, Jia Rong.” Du Yu reached down and withdrew an Ice-colored Jade Marrow Bow from the rolling deep red grass leaves.

Unfortunately, the Ashen Arrow didn’t come.

The role of the Ashen Arrow in Xuena City is so significant; it could be called the linchpin that moves everything.

Once gone, it would equate to opening a pathway for Bottomless Civilization to invade the world.

Needless to say what extent this world would be invaded, how Great Xia would need to save or compensate.

Simply speaking, during the gap left by the departure of the Ashen Arrow, who knows how many casualties would occur among the soldiers defending Xuena City.

In addition to the promise of the Seven Saints of Great Xia coming, with Elder Feng, the Demon Taming Saint, and several Demon Saints as protection, Yang Qingqing did not ask Du Yu to retrieve the Arrow but instead brought the Mountain Fire Saber herself.

”Let’s go.” Du Yu spoke up, and the group of four immediately flew westward.

Between the mountains below, another cluster of Jia Rong Grass followed along the way.

It didn’t permeate this world but merely extended a solitary deep red ”grass road.”

Until more than ten kilometers away, everyone landed steadily on a mountain peak.

Du Yu turned to look at Master Qing.

The woman stood with her hands behind her back, gazing at the sky: ”Blow, Sword Province.”

”Hoo~”

Fu Jianzhou had just picked up the White Jade Flute when the barren mountain peak suddenly burst into endless deep red grass leaves.

Feng Wuheng felt numb all over!

Jia Rong Grass acted so clearly to protect its master.

Truly a loyal Ancient Demon Saint...

Not to mention anyone else, just the Sorrow Seabird within Feng Wuheng, wanting to request the Great Demon Saint to come out, also has to be respectful and negotiate properly.

And Du Yu...

Previously in the Sea Realm, Du Yu directly ordered the Ancient Demon Saint Shatang Tree to fetch a feather from the study.

Just like instructing a helper boy, the key is, Shatang Tree didn’t hesitate at all!

Now in the Mountain Realm, Ancient Demon Saint Jia Rong Grass similarly served Du Yu, offering the Demon Soldier Bow.

And then silently followed along, diligently protecting its master.

This young demon friend’s ”Demon Taming” skill is truly breathtaking.

Suddenly an idea surfaced in Feng Wuheng’s mind.

Maybe, he shouldn’t only ask about how to become Supreme but should also consult Du Yu on how to ”Demon Taming?”

Thinking about it, he heard a soothing flute sound in his ears.

”The Last Tribe”

Bleak and lonely.

Also carrying an indescribable sadness.

Du Yu looked at the sky covered in dark clouds, a bit nervous, and his heart gradually calmed down.

”Ka-cha!”

Suddenly, the dark clouds overhead churned violently, countless electric currents surged through the clouds.

The blue and purple currents seemed to outline a Towering Giant Tree, spreading across the dark clouds like branches and leaves.

”Ka-cha!”

The Towering Giant Tree turned into a large web, the currents brilliant and dense.

The Ancient Bull has arrived!

Fu Jianzhou remained with closed eyes, focusing on playing.

He seemed immersed in the emotions of the flute tune, unable to hear the outside disturbances.

Another flash of lightning and thunder.

A massive bull’s head slowly protruded from the dense dark clouds.

The tightly intertwined electric currents on its horns were dazzling and radiant.

Its ferocious appearance was chilling.

It was like a malevolent evil spirit!

At this moment, the giant bull eyes were gazing dead-on at the mountain peak, overlooking several members of the Human Race.

Du Yu felt a chill down his spine, his body hair stood up, and his heart trembled violently!

Because the Ancient Bull was directly looking at Du Yu’s eyes!

Yes, the Ancient Bull’s gaze wasn’t on Fu Jianzhou, nor was it on the man spreading flute music throughout the land.

Similarly, the Ancient Bull didn’t look at Yang Qingqing, nor did it look at the Demon Taming Saint Feng Wuheng.

It was simply staring at Du Yu!

Yang Qingqing timely joined Du Yu’s side, pressing a hand on his spine.

The woman’s movements were gentle, softly soothing her disciple: ”It seems it recognizes you.”

Master Qing’s gentle and careful actions brought Du Yu a little comfort.

Yet clearly... she herself was not lightly intimidated either.

Yang Qingqing suppressed her emotions, speaking as gently as possible: ”It hasn’t struck with thunder as it would with other creatures.

It seems to know your unique identity.

This is a good sign.”

”Yes, yes.” Du Yu’s body trembled, nodding his head.

How many from the Purple Lion Corps and Golden Lion Corps had he brought to the Mountain Realm?

Against these enemies, when had the Ancient Bull ever shown the slightest mercy?

It would always strike with a bolt of thunder, shattering the souls of all living things!

At this moment, the Ancient Bull did not immediately strike with thunder but showed a hint of tolerance for the tricksters at the mountain peak...

This was undoubtedly the best proof!

”Moo~” Suddenly, a unique call resounded, echoing through the sky.

Du Yu’s once-calmed heart started trembling violently again.

”Demon Friend, steady your mind,” Feng Wuheng said with a stiff expression, speaking in a deep voice.

”Mm...mm.” Du Yu’s expression was quite ugly.

He didn’t want to be so weak, but the power of the Thunder Beast was simply beyond what he could bear.

Previously, Du Yu had also seen the Ancient Bull, but from a distance, his heart never felt this type of dread.

But this time...

It seemed the Ancient Bull sensed something, coming for Du Yu specifically!

”Shift your focus, listen to the flute music,” Yang Qingqing’s voice was soft.

In Du Yu’s mind, he asked, ”Little Fen Yang, did the Bull say anything?”

Little Fen Yang blinked his big eyes, his voice endearing: ”Not something you’d like to hear~ Are you sure you want to hear it, Du Yu?”

Du Yu: ”Go ahead.”

Little Fen Yang: ”Leave.”

Du Yu: ”...”

Little Fen Yang’s sweet, sugary voice spitting out such a word really lacked any imposing manner.

Instead of being annoying, it was rather... um, rather...

Damn, has the king awoken some strange attribute?

Beside him, Feng Wuheng observed both the Thunder Beast and kept a watchful eye on Du Yu’s state.

Du Yu’s face displayed a smile, seemingly attempting to show goodwill.

The problem was, his expression was too stiff, making his smile uglier than crying...

”Hello, Mountain God.” Wrapped in wind, Du Yu slowly levitated, shouting loudly.

He raised one hand high, like a student eager to answer a question in class: ”Can we talk?”

The Thunder Beast looked displeased, with a fierce look of impatience on its terrifying face.

Seeing Du Yu continue to ascend, Feng Wuheng sighed inwardly: Demon Friend...such courage!

Knowing one has to face the Supreme and witnessing them in person are two entirely different concepts.

The Thunder Beast possessed such great power, and yet Du Yu dared to press on...

Today, I, Feng, am prepared to risk my life for you!

Atop the mountain peak, Fu Jianzhou focused intently on playing, striving to soothe the nerves of all living beings.

Meanwhile, Du Yu and the others smoothly ascended into the sky.

”Rustle~” The Jia Rong Grass leaves grew wildly.

It first reached under Du Yu and Yang Qingqing’s feet, supporting them as they continued to rise toward the sky.

Du Yu accepted the goodwill of the Jia Rong Grass, placing both hands in front of his face, forming a megaphone.

He shouted, ”I am the master of the Mountain and Sea Bell! I am the new Lord of Mountains and Seas! Today I have come to pay my respects...”

Before he finished, the Ancient Bull bellowed, ”Moo!”

Little Fen Yang thoughtfully translated, ”Leave me alone~”

Du Yu: ”...”

He was quite sure the Ancient Bull only said ”Leave” or ”You leave,” probably without the ”oh” at the end.

The Jia Rong Grass continued to grow, and Du Yu worked hard to let the flute music enter his ears, calming his mind.

After a moment’s pause, he shouted again: ”The outside world no longer erupts in wars as it did hundreds of years ago!

The Human Race and Beast Race no longer stand against each other, and this Mountain Realm will no longer harbor any Deviants.

Mountain God, your mission has come to an end; it is time for a new life of a bull!”

Du Yu gazed at the massive horns crackling with thunder and shouted: ”For so long, you must have seen everything I’ve done with your own eyes.

I’ve planted Demonic Plants here, opened caves, raised Demon Beasts... oh my god!”

The next moment, a demon wind roared downward.

This was not a Wind Demon Skill, but pure Demon Breath!

The intense Demon Breath surged forth with incredible momentum.

The growth of the Jia Rong Grass came to an abrupt halt, and Du Yu and Yang Qingqing, standing on it, had to bend over, bowing their heads under the oppression of the Demon Breath.

Even a fool could see that the Ancient Bull was holding back.

But even if it was just an external display of Demon Breath, it nearly blew everyone apart.

The power of the Supreme was this formidable!

With the turbulent swirl of intense Demon Breath, a series of bull cries exploded in their ears: ”Moo! Moomoo~Moo~! Moo!”

Little Fen Yang gently translated: ”Stop the nonsense~ Don’t bother me!

Go away, and don’t bother me hmm~”

Du Yu: ”...”

Just as Du Yu was at a loss, his body suddenly trembled heavily!

In the suffocating whirlwind of Demon Breath, Du Yu, who was bending and bowing, slowly straightened his back.

He stood firm, lifting his head to gaze upward.

Those bright eyes of his reflected a pair of long, beautiful eyes.

”Moo?” The Ancient Bull was taken aback, its round eyes widening, seemingly a bit surprised.

On Du Yu’s face, that stunningly beautiful outline, cold as frost.

An icy, authoritative voice echoed between heaven and earth: ”My master is so gracious, humbling yourself to negotiate with you; you better not be ungrateful.”

As it turns out, Little Fen Yang’s soft and adorable voice beautified everything.

To make Celestial Cyan Porcelain this angry, the Ancient Bull must have cursed rather harshly?

The Ancient Bull tilted its head slightly, the puzzled cow eyes gradually showing a trace of excitement.

”Sizzle~”

Lightning flashed and thunder roared,

the brilliant electric currents on those massive bull horns almost exploding!

”Rustle~”

Light rain fell,

a grand dragon boat quietly emerged, cloaking the tiny Du Yu.