I Have a Golden Crow

”Hmm.” Inside the Forehead Acupoint, Little Fen Yang covered her eyes with her small hands, ”Shame~”

”Hmm?” Xiaoyan tilted her head, curiously looking at Little Fen Yang, not knowing what she had seen.

In contrast to Little Fen Yang, Du Yu slightly widened his eyes.

Not far away, Fu Jianzhou sat on the Cyan Wolf’s back, silently watching this scene.

By rights, this should have been a moment for teasing and jesting, but Fu Jianzhou could guess why Lin Shiwei suddenly acted like this.

So, he had no intention of making fun.

Light rain drizzled, falling on this dilapidated ruin, drenching the two figures.

Also painting their silhouettes with a touch of tragic beauty.

Fu Jianzhou sighed heavily in his heart.

He only hoped that the fate of these few people, and the outcome of the Twin Tree Realm, wouldn’t be as miserable as this ruin.

Beside him, Li Mengnan bit her lips, looking at the two with a complex expression.

Only to see Lin Shiwei suddenly open her eyes, turning her head to look back.

Involuntarily, everyone turned to look in the direction of the Golden Armor Celestial General.

The Celestial General was still kneeling on the ground, but the head that had been gazing up at the sky was slowly bowing down.

A faint smile appeared on his face.

It seemed somewhat bitter, yet somewhat relieved.

The fine rain continued to drizzle on his head.

Raindrops passed through his illusionary body, carrying a trace of energy, along with the soldiers’ nostalgia for their homeland and families, all falling onto this earth.

”We’re home, brothers, we’re home.”

”I finally... finally brought you back.”

”Rest in peace, brothers, right here.”

”This time, we can truly take a good rest...”

Gan Qiwai spoke silently, as a pure energy body, he trembled slightly, his energy fluctuations growing weaker.

It seemed that countless spiritual bodies were leaving him, merging into this land, to rest in peace.

The Artifact Spirit is dispersing?!

Seeing this scene, Du Yu instinctively wanted to stop it.

However, as the words came to his lips, he couldn’t speak them out no matter how hard he tried.

The energy of the Celestial General grew increasingly scarce, as the owner of the General’s Seal, Lin Shiwei merely nestled silently in Du Yu’s embrace, quietly witnessing this scene.

She too did not speak to stop it, until...

The weakened Golden Armor Celestial General slowly stood up and walked towards them.

”Thank you, Human Race.” The words that entered Lin Shiwei’s mind were still full of majesty.

Lin Shiwei gently nodded, without saying a word.

Celestial General Gan Qiwai seemed to have received redemption, though his heart still held sorrow, he finally fulfilled his lifelong wish to bring the souls of his dispatched soldiers back to their homeland.

Gan Qiwai whispered, ”The wish fulfilled, thoughts faded.”

At this moment, a Golden Tiger materialized beside Lin Shiwei.

It sat beside the girl’s leg, looking at the Golden Armor Golden General in front of it.

Gan Qiwai let his golden hand gently stroke the golden tiger’s head, ”This is a warrior of the Human Race worthy of entrusting. Follow her well.

My mission has been completed, my journey has come to an end, it’s time to leave.

You still have a long life ahead, replace me.

Fight on my behalf, for her, across the Four Directions.”

The Golden Tiger, full of spiritual essence, showed a somewhat sorrowful gaze, lightly rubbing against Gan Qiwai’s palm.

It was the true Artifact Spirit of the Celestial General’s Seal, and Gan Qiwai was once its master.

Lin Shiwei watched the scene before her, understanding the meaning behind Celestial General’s words.

Sure enough, Gan Qiwai turned toward Lin Shiwei, ”This subordinate will rest here forever.”

Lin Shiwei lightly bit her lip, as if reminding herself of something.

She didn’t hesitate much, softly bidding farewell: ”Goodbye, Celestial General.”

The towering and mighty Golden Armor Celestial General slowly knelt on one knee, clasping his fists and bowing deeply: ”May your fate, be different from ours.”

He witnessed Lin Shiwei nestled in the embrace of her beloved, naturally understanding everything.

As Lin Shiwei listened to the Celestial General’s words of blessing, all she could do was nod repeatedly, unable to utter any more words.

The lightly spoken words were built on a foundation of tragic stories, on this desolate ruin.

Feeling empathy for it all, Lin Shiwei indeed didn’t know what to say.

”Hoo~” A surge of energy emerged from the Golden Armor Celestial General, piercing through the layers of the rain curtain, flying towards the resting place of the soldiers.

Only a faint golden figure, with sparse energy, remained at the original spot.

This silhouette was quite blurred, only a pair of eyes remained clear.

They were a pair of golden, beautiful eyes, though the energy of the Artifact Spirit was minimal, its gaze remained sharp.

Everyone could recognize whose eyes these were, and of course, Lin Shiwei could too.

Her hand naturally fell, caressing the cheek of the Golden Armor Artifact Spirit, gently lifting it up.

The thinly energized spirit cooperated, slowly raising its eyes.

The two pairs of identical eyes met.

”Poof~” The Artifact Spirit quietly shattered, merging into Lin Shiwei’s body.

While the golden fierce tiger crouched beside the girl, like everyone else, it again looked toward the desolate ruins where the Celestial General vanished, silent for a long time.

The cold wind blew, the fine rain drifting obliquely.

No one knew how much time passed, Lin Shiwei turned around and looked at Du Yu.

Du Yu snapped back to reality, looking at the heroic female general before him, momentarily unsure of what to say.

It seemed, he didn’t need to say anything...

Lin Shiwei lifted a cold, fair hand, cupping Du Yu’s face, her slender lips pressing onto it once more.

”Hmm.” Du Yu was completely dumbfounded.

A second bloom?

The Celestial General departed, the soldiers rested in peace; this was a sorrowful yet fulfilling story.

After going through this part of the story, the girl before me seemed to be reborn, her gaze more determined than ever.

No more burdens, no more worries.

Only passion, determination, and courage.

”Hmm~” Inside the forehead acupoint, Little Fen Yang once again covered its big orange-red eyes, ”So shy~”

After a while, the lips parted.

Lin Shiwei looked directly into Du Yu’s eyes, showing a curious expression, and slightly raised an eyebrow.

Du Yu: ”...”

What does this raised eyebrow mean?

A confession?

It’s got to be you, General Lin!

For a confession, just a slight eyebrow raise and it’s done?

Also, who kisses before confessing?

This is...

Lin Shiwei looked at Du Yu’s bright eyes: ”I don’t know when unexpected events will happen, the path we tread is as perilous as that of the Celestial General.”

If separation by life and death is inevitable, I hope now...

Before the words were finished, Du Yu suddenly interrupted: ”Don’t say such nonsense.”

”Mm.” Lin Shiwei smiled slightly, her hand naturally dropped down, holding Du Yu’s hand, ”Okay.”

Du Yu did not withdraw his hand, nor did he show any intention of breaking free.

However, the girl’s hand kept gripping tighter, no one knew that under her brave and resolute expression lay a wildly beating heart.

”Cough, cough.” Not far away, came the sound of Fu Jianzhou coughing lightly.

Lin Shiwei turned her eyes to look, but did not look at Fu Jianzhou.

Coming back to her senses, she looked to the other side.

Fu Jianzhou: ”...”

Following the girl’s gaze, Du Yu also saw Li Mengnan standing in the distance.

”Du Yu.” Lin Shiwei spoke softly, ”You don’t need to change anything for me.”

”What?”

”Adhere to your own Demon Taming Dao.” Lin Shiwei turned to look at Du Yu, ”Continue along your original path, don’t change a thing.”

Don’t lose the big for the small.

Upon hearing this, Du Yu slightly frowned.

”I uphold my Demon Taming Dao.” Lin Shiwei said seriously, repeating, ”You uphold yours.”

”Cough, cough.” Fu Jianzhou coughed again, ”You two!”

Finally, the two figures on the ruins were willing to look at Senior Brother Fu in the rain curtain.

Only to see Fu Jianzhou slightly raise his head, indicating northward with his chin.

The two of them turned their heads to look, and immediately, Du Yu slightly opened his mouth, witnessing an incredibly magical scene.

Right on the land where the General Souls rest, in the ruins where the Celestial General lies, a small fish swam out.

It looked like a goldfish, with big eyes.

Its colorful scales glimmered faintly, and above its head was a clean white crescent-shaped scale.

Isn’t this...

Isn’t this the new species that everyone saw a few days ago—the Seven-Colored Crescent Fish?

Its size was no bigger than a palm, clearly just born.

As everyone knows, creatures of the Celestial Treasure Race are naturally born from heaven and earth, the more intense the energy fluctuations, the more likely they are to be born.

But the so-called ”more likely” is only relative.

How rare are creatures of the Celestial Treasure Race?

Is this scene really just a coincidence?

”Bo~” The little crescent fish swam out from where the soldiers rest, gently drifting in the rain curtain.

Its colorful glow was faint yet obstinately shimmering, attempting to light up this gloomy world.

Everyone watched this wondrous scene, quietly admiring the fantastical fish.

Coinciding with a strand of cold mist descending, drifting towards the crescent fish.

A stream of air suddenly burst from beneath Lin Shiwei’s feet, swiftly crossing the space.

As the girl arrived, the cold mist immediately fled to the distance, unable to touch the fish in the slightest.

”Bo~” The little crescent fish, naive of the world, stared with its big eyes, curiously observing the person who flew to its side.

Lin Shiwei extended her hands and cupped the Seven-Colored Crescent Fish.

”Come with me.” Lin Shiwei rarely showed a gentle smile, cupping the crescent fish, enveloping it with a Demon Soul.

”Bo~”

The young crescent fish seemed to sense the kindness of the being before it and did not flee.

It curiously looked around before lowering its head, its small mouth opening and closing, consuming the water droplets in Lin Shiwei’s palm.

The girl’s hands suddenly moved apart left and right.

She shook her left hand: ”Celestial General.”

She shook her right hand: ”Four Directions.”

The little crescent fish circled in place, the fins under its belly as thin as cicada wings, fluttering like a flowing gown.

For some reason, the little creature swam towards the girl’s right hand.

It gently rubbed the white crescent on its forehead against Lin Shiwei’s palm.

”Four Directions.” Lin Shiwei caught the fish with one hand.

After being caught, the little fish finally realized it needed to escape.

It wriggled its body, attempting to slip out of Lin Shiwei’s palm, but it was already too late.

Lin Shiwei softly said: ”We will take good care of you.”

We will... take good care of you all.

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