I Have a Golden Crow

Du Yu felt things were going south, quietly thinking so to himself. He grabbed one of Baojun’s pointed ears and murmured soothingly, ”Calm down, Baojun, calm down.”

Baojun was still retreating step by step, because down below, a massive silver figure was closing in.

That was also a Silver Lynx, just as gigantic in size.

Within the layers upon layers of the Wind Killing Array, the Silver Lynx strolled as if through a courtyard, weaving lightly in and out. Calling its movements ”godlike” wouldn’t be an overstatement at all.

And on top of this Silver Lynx’s head stood a tall, thin figure.

It was an old granny with snow‑white hair. Though her face was wrinkled with age, it did nothing to hide her refined temperament.

Regarding the saying ”beauty is in the bone,” Du Yu now had a profound understanding.

The granny’s face was ancient, somewhere around her seventies or eighties; her once lovely features had long since faded.

Yet the years had not managed to defeat this beauty.

The flesh may be forced to wither, but one’s bearing cannot be erased.

That gaunt face, that upright posture, proclaimed the confidence and grace that flowed from within.

Her brow ridge was heroic, her eye sockets deep-set; the contours of her face were aesthetically striking, carrying their own charm.

Heaven and Earth·Langao.

”Shh... shh.” Du Yu bent down, continuing to comfort Baojun, but his eyes couldn’t help sneaking glances at this Demon Taming Saint.

Could it be that this Senior Langao attained the Dao in her twilight years?

Or did she become a Saint too early, and after weathering several centuries of wind and frost, had now reached old age again?

Then just how early was the day she became a Saint?

Du Yu knew that Great Xia Seven Saints· Feng Wuheng was already over 130 years old, yet still looked like someone in their mid‑thirties.

Or perhaps...

Senior Langao wasn’t actually that old; she simply followed nature’s course, peacefully accepted aging, and allowed time to take her beauty away?

Du Yu hadn’t reached that level yet and couldn’t grasp the subtleties behind it.

”Meow!” The Desolate Silver Lynx let out another sharp screech, all four claws digging hard into the Giant Tree.

This sound wasn’t provocation; it sounded more like resistance.

Ever since she was born, the Desolate Silver Lynx had always been the most special one.

Her coloration was different from the rest, her Talent extraordinary.

In days past, powerful clansmen had all bowed their heads to her, honoring her as Clan Leader.

Ever since she set foot atop Thousand Blade Mountain, the Desolate Silver Lynx had only grown more unstoppable. Coiled within the Third Level·Demon Spirit Realm, she had no chance to encounter beings stronger than herself.

The Desolate Silver Lynx, who had always considered herself the only sovereign, finally met a Human Race youth on a midsummer night—one capable of conquering her.

But precisely because of that, she became even more unique.

With Du Yu’s help, the Desolate Silver Lynx repeatedly broke through her Power Level limits, overturning what her clansmen thought possible.

The Desolate Silver Lynx had thought that this life would continue like that—following at Du Yu’s side, Step by Step to Heaven.

Until today, here in this Bottomless Abyss, she met another Heterochromatic Lynx.

A powerful clansman that brought her boundless pressure!

”Meow.” The Silver Lynx gazed faintly at the Desolate Silver Lynx, calling out softly.

In that instant, Du Yu felt a slight tremor.

The front half of the Desolate Silver Lynx’s body bowed down uncontrollably, as if about to make a gesture of submission?

The body’s submission came from the rules and constraints between Heaven and Earth.

But those trembling forelimbs of the Desolate Silver Lynx, stubbornly bracing against it, came from her inner rage and unwillingness.

She was Baojun in all her glory, a born ruler—how could she submit just like that?

The so‑called ”Heaven’s Way is ever-turning” was probably talking about the Desolate Silver Lynx.

At this moment, she finally understood how those wretched clansmen back in the Lynx Cave had been utterly powerless to resist the shackles of the law.

”Meow.” The Silver Lynx raised its head high and approached in slow steps.

”Meow!” The Desolate Silver Lynx’s fur exploded all over her body; her front half slightly lowered, as she kept backing away.

Heterochromatic Demon Pets were not commonly seen.

And a Heterochromatic Desert Lynx at Demon General / Demon Emperor Level was even more rare.

What was interesting was that both Heterochromatic Lynxes’ masters had chosen to stand atop their heads.

Only Du Yu was kneeling, while the other side stood poised.

Clutching Baojun’s pointed ear with one hand, Du Yu raised his eyes to the tall, skinny granny. ”This junior, Du Yu, greets Senior Langao.”

Langao did not respond.

Du Yu wasn’t even sure if she had heard him at all.

Because the Demon Taming Saint never once looked at Du Yu; she only gazed lightly at the indomitable Desolate Silver Lynx, silently appraising her.

”Meow!” The Silver Lynx’s pitch rose a notch, full of majesty.

As the saying goes, one mountain cannot hold two tigers.

Back at the South Suburbs Bottomless, when the Evil Soul Cat had merely raised its voice a bit, the Desolate Silver Lynx had already been ready to grab her scythe and chop it to bits!

And the Evil Soul Cat was just another species altogether, so naturally a meeting between Desert Lynxes was even more out of the question...

Within the field, aside from the soldiers below who were dutifully guarding against the enemy, more officers and the members of Twin Squad were all watching this scene.

The atmosphere was taut as a drawn bow!

Ji Yaoyao covered her mouth with one small hand, not knowing how this was supposed to end.

What was Du Yu doing?

The other party was Great Xia Seven Saints·Heaven and Earth!

Kneeling once wouldn’t cost you your pride!

Not to mention she wasn’t even asking you to kneel, only for your Demon Pet under your command to yield a little—was that really so hard?

”Thud.” The Desolate Silver Lynx’s hind legs bumped into the tree trunk behind her; she could retreat no further!

”Meow!” The Silver Lynx opposite let out another roar. As a Demon Emperor, it was far larger than the Desolate Silver Lynx.

Its body length was close to nine meters, its shoulder height nearly five meters.

Its massive beast head looked down on the Desolate Silver Lynx, its gaze bearing down on her as it took another step forward.

That one simple step utterly broke the defenses of the Desolate Silver Lynx, who had nowhere left to retreat.

She had already been forced into a dead end, and this step from the other side had a very clear meaning:

Either die, or submit!

Du Yu had raised the Desolate Silver Lynx extremely well, never wiping away her nature, even helping her grow wild and fierce.

Coincidentally, Langao was the same.

If the Desolate Silver Lynx weren’t heterochromatic, weren’t a powerful Demon General·Peak Stage, the other side probably wouldn’t be targeting her like this.

Unfortunately, coincidence stacked on coincidence.

”Meow!!” The Desolate Silver Lynx’s eyes were full of unwillingness, rage surging to the heavens in her heart!

Her majestic body was being pressed down by an invisible, untouchable hand on her head, forcing her down with all its might.

Natural laws, Demon Beast rules...

Du Yu bent down, leaned close to the Desolate Silver Lynx’s pointed ear, and murmured softly, ”Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”

Her master’s comforting words pulled the Desolate Silver Lynx, who was on the verge of suffocation, out of a certain emotional mire, as if she’d found a gap to breathe through.

Du Yu...

I’ve never known fear.

Ever since we met in Thousand Blade Mountain and swore our oath, by your side, I have even less reason to fear.

Du Yu gently kneaded the pointed ear. ”Stand tall, stand firm, lift your chest!

You’re a born king; you shouldn’t submit to any living being in this world, including me.”

Some words could be passed through the Contract, but Du Yu didn’t do that.

Even though he was speaking softly, how high was everyone’s Power Level here?

Captain Qin Shiyue’s eyes were filled with shock, Zhuang Mengdie felt worried, and Ji Yaoyao was so frightened she didn’t even dare to breathe.

Master Yu... is really that fierce, huh!?

Was this meant for his own Demon Pet?

Yes, but it was also said to the heterochromatic Lynx opposite them, and Elder Langao heard every word crystal clear!

Hearing this, Langao finally showed a trace of reaction.

She finally deigned to shift her gaze, looking toward the Human Race youth atop the Lynx’s head.

Watching the youth constantly comfort his Demon Pet, standing with it as it mustered its courage, unyielding and unafraid, facing a mighty enemy head‑on.

A flicker of appreciation, subtle and hard to catch, flashed in Langao’s eyes.

The Great Xia has successors,

and what we need is exactly this kind of backbone!

Beneath her feet, the Silver Lynx received its master’s order. It raised its beast head high and let out a sharp screeching cry: ”Meow!”

The Desolate Silver Lynx jerked her head up, staring at the Silver Lynx, her roar just as sharp and piercing: ”Meow!!”

This roar that faced a Demon Emperor head‑on was full of deep unwillingness, full of rage toward the laws between heaven and earth.

And also full of the endless confidence Du Yu had given her!

”Whoosh~” Very abruptly, a violent surge of Demon Breath rippled out from the Desolate Silver Lynx’s body.

Du Yu’s expression froze, then his heart leapt with joy!

Lord Baojun is about to advance?

It wasn’t just Du Yu; the onlookers around, who had been quietly watching, all felt a little dumbfounded.

This Demon Pet wants to advance inside the Bottomless Abyss?

You can’t advance here!

Even if they were surrounded by Spirit Warriors who had pushed back the surrounding Cold Qi.

Advancement requires a massive amount of Demon Breath supply, and during the whole breakthrough, mistakes are bound to happen!

Let alone this isn’t some Small Tier advancement.

This seems like a big Stage, a Demon General advancing to Demon Emperor!?

Qin Shiyue was shocked to the core. Of course he knew the Paper Crane Disciples were innately gifted, and any Demon Beast fortunate enough to enter their acupoints progressed at a terrifying pace.

But this...

”Meow.” The Silver Lynx called softly, communicating something with its master.

Langao, standing on its head, showed no hint of surprise on her face, just watched this scene quietly.

Throughout their entire encounter, Langao had only shown an unusual reaction once—when Du Yu leaned against the Lynx’s ear and spoke such domineering words.

”Quick, let the Silver Cat in!” Little Fen Yang said in a mix of shock and delight, hurriedly speaking. ”I’ll help the kitty with Sister Ta!”

”Come back, Baojun.” Du Yu patted the Desolate Silver Lynx’s big head.

Unexpectedly, the Desolate Silver Lynx didn’t obey.

Her body didn’t shatter into Demon Breath; instead, she stood her ground, eyes full of stubbornness, locking hard onto the Silver Lynx opposite her.

”Come back, hurry up, the advancement comes first!” Du Yu yanked hard on Lord Baojun’s pointed ear.

However, once this fellow’s stubborn streak flared up, she didn’t say a word or move an inch.

Instead, it was the Silver Lynx opposite them that turned and left.

Such a colossal creature moving away naturally drew Du Yu’s attention.

He looked up, only to see the Silver Lynx weaving lightly away, carrying the tall, thin figure on its head, disappearing into the distant Cold Branches.

Little Fen Yang was so anxious he was about to explode. ”Du Yu?”

”Ah!” Du Yu snapped back to himself and slapped Baojun’s head. ”Listen, come back!”

”Meow.” The Desolate Silver Lynx watched the other side disappear from sight, and at last her body shattered and poured into Du Yu’s body.

”Yo‑hoo~” The Little Golden Crow was overjoyed. She dove straight into the Spirit Ruins Acupoint, circling the Shadow Gu Tower three full times.

After that, carrying endless Pure Demon Breath, she charged into the Desolate Silver Lynx’s Acupoint Home.

”Heehee~ Silver Cat is going to advance to Demon Emperor!” The mysterious Little Black Gold Bird was beside herself with joy, rushing into the Zhiyang Acupoint, circling nonstop around the Desolate Silver Lynx, sprinkling layer after layer of Demon Breath.

The Desolate Silver Lynx held her chest high and her beast head raised, with phrases still echoing by her ears:

”You’re a born king; you don’t need to submit to any living being in this world.”

The Desolate Silver Lynx’s expression was arrogant, but as she kept replaying the memories, those vicious beast eyes of hers gradually softened:

”Don’t be afraid, I’m here.”