I Have a Golden Crow

Chapter 1064 - 670: Azure Luan (Part 2)

Male Sea of Sorrow: "I will go with you."Female Sea of Sorrow rubbed her husband’s cheek: "We agreed long ago, today Master Yu arrives, it’s destined in the unseen.

While I’m away, get along well with Master Yu."

The Male Sea of Sorrow slowly lowered his bird head.

Female Sea of Sorrow: "Sea of Sorrow, take care of yourself."

Male Sea of Sorrow: "Sea of Sorrow, I’ll wait for you to come back."

"Puff~" Waves of wind burst forth, blowing everyone back.

Only Feng Wuheng stood still, accepting the endless Wind Demon Breath into his body.

Until the winds subsided, Du Yu heard Little Fen Yang’s voice in his mind: "The bird is so brave."

Du Yu: "What?"

Little Fen Yang: "This time when she goes back into the cage, if she doesn’t succeed, she might never escape.

She either becomes Supreme or dies from exhaustion while filling the river, there’s no second possibility."

"Don’t worry." A cold voice sounded again in his mind, "The Sorrow Seabird will succeed."

Du Yu’s heart stirred: "How do you know?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain softly said: "Before it’s done, don’t reveal it. I just want to comfort Burning Sun and congratulate you in advance on gaining a Supreme friend."

In matters of the Supreme, at this moment, Celestial Cyan Porcelain clearly had more say than Little Fen Yang.

Firstly, Celestial Cyan Porcelain had just advanced to Supreme half a year ago.

Secondly, Little Fen Yang’s Demon Soul was incomplete, having forgotten many things.

Du Yu asked in his mind: "Qingci, why are you so certain?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Sea of Sorrow’s current state is quite similar to when I comprehended being Supreme. As she said, her body is still in the ocean, but she has already felt the call.

What she lacks is just a ritual.

An experience of connecting with the heavens and earth during the ritual."

Little Fen Yang: "Really? That’s great!"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain faintly said: "The blessing of Heaven."

Du Yu: "Hmm?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "The fate of the Sea of Sorrow Race is set by Heaven. No matter how difficult, the direction is eventually determined. Just move forward."

So... is there no Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle?

Did she really forge her Road to Heaven step by step on her own?

Seems like it.

Only Little Fen Yang gave Qingci some guidance, then she began her stumbling journey.

Du Yu softly said: "Qingci..."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Don’t misunderstand, I’m just stating facts. Meeting you and the Burning Sun Supreme, I have been lucky enough."

"Human Race." Another Demon Soul descended, a familiar voice lingered in his mind.

Du Yu turned his head to see the sky-covering Luan bird.

Sorrow Seabird: "You want to introduce me to your master?"

It seems Senior Brother Fu and others had already revealed this news to the Sorrow Seabird.

Du Yu nodded and said: "Yes, I..."

"No need to say more." The Sorrow Seabird interrupted Du Yu, "Take me to see her."

Du Yu slightly opened his mouth, this?

Sorrow Seabird: "My Sea of Sorrow Race owes you too much, but following you is not just for repaying the favor."

Du Yu looked up, gazing at the magnificent patterned bird head.

The Luan bird looked down at Du Yu: "I can no longer distinguish if this nature is a curse or a blessing.

But what I know is, the path she walked, I will also walk.

Maybe the Acupoint Home of the Human Race will help me achieve the great way, maybe with your guidance, I can catch up to her height.

Since I cannot be fortunate enough to contract with you, then following your master is equivalent to staying by your side, right?"

Du Yu sighed deeply in his heart and raised his hands.

The Sorrow Seabird appropriately lowered its bird head, allowing the little Human Race to pet its cheek feathers.

"Yes, I will always stay by my master’s side." Du Yu softly said, "Thank you, Sea of Sorrow, I’ll go get Master Qing."

He greeted several senior brothers and sisters, and his figure flickered away with the Bell Shadow.

Du Yu flew straight to the Shatang Courtyard - the main room entrance, properly knocked on the door.

"Knock knock knock."

The Jinping Vine gently opened the door, looking at the disciple outside, somewhat puzzled.

This rascal always peeked through the boudoir window, why did he behave today?

Du Yu: "Please call Master Qing for me, it’s urgent."

Realizing Du Yu’s serious expression, the Jinping Vine didn’t delay. Although the vines at the main door didn’t move, the ones inside the boudoir already lifted the bed curtain, awakening the person asleep within.

"Hmm?" Yang Qingqing sat up, her sleepy eyes half-open, tidied her slightly disheveled hair.

Receiving the Jinping Vine’s mental messages, she got up and walked to the Eight Immortals Table: "Let him in."

Soon, Du Yu came in.

"What’s the matter?" Yang Qingqing picked up the teapot, poured two cups of cold tea, gently pushed one white porcelain cup across the table.

"We disciples have prepared a gift for Master Qing."

"A gift?"

"Yes, congratulations to Master Qing for advancing to Demon Taming Emperor·Minor Success Stage."

"Haha." Yang Qingqing chuckled, "Cultivation is what we Demon Tamers should do, why sudden..."

The woman’s speech halted.

The Ancient Spiritual Artifact·Jade Gourd was something Du Yu had arranged, gifted to her.

If even the Jade Gourd isn’t a gift, then what this so-called gift is...

Du Yu: "Let me show you, Master Qing, you will like it."

Yang Qingqing lifted her eyes, looking at Du Yu.

For so long, the two had faced life and death countless times.

She had always been as a Guardian, staying by his side, protecting him.

But counting carefully, what the disciple had given her, could no longer be measured or calculated.

She softly said: "What do you want to give me."

Du Yu: "This is a gift from me and my senior brothers and sisters to Master Qing."

Yang Qingqing, however, didn’t see it that way, she looked into Du Yu’s eyes, repeated: "What do you want to give me."

Du Yu remained silent for a moment, then spoke: "Demon Saint·Sorrow Seabird."

Yang Qingqing’s eyes narrowed, fingers clutching the white porcelain cup, froze in place.

The boudoir fell into stillness.

Such a leisurely and comfortable resting place, rarely had such a solemn atmosphere.

After a long time, Yang Qingqing spoke: "Wind Attribute Demon Saint·Sorrow Seabird."

She specifically added "Wind Attribute," undoubtedly, Yang Qingqing understood what the disciple was doing.

Du Yu lightly nodded: "The Sorrow Seabird is waiting outside the clock."

Yang Qingqing laughed, her gaze complicated, looking at the disciple across the table.

The room once again fell into silence.

Du Yu spoke first, softly: "It still depends on if it’s fated, if Master Qing doesn’t like it, we’ll talk again."

In his vision, the woman gestured beckoning.

Du Yu hesitated slightly in his heart, but still walked over, and at the Emperor Qing’s indication, sat on the chair beside her.

Slowly, a fair jade-like hand landed on his head, gently rubbing it.

"It’s not your fault."

Du Yu: "Hmm?"

Yang Qingqing’s cold voice became very gentle: "It wasn’t your fault about the Wind Trace Steed’s death."

Not just the Wind Trace Steed, even if I died there, it’s not your fault either.

It was me who wanted to accompany you to Bottomless Kunlun.

It was me who wanted to accompany you to burn the Youhan Tree.

That frenzied Void Axe, it was also me who wanted to explore it with you.

No one can blame you for the Wind Trace Steed’s death.

Just blame my own lack of strength, blame me for not being able to protect my Demon Pet.

Du Yu was silent.

His entire Demon Soul surged, not only did he hear Master Qing’s words, but also slightly felt her turbulent emotions.

Yang Qingqing’s face held a gentle smile: "Next time, let me know in advance if anything happens."

The words fell, she felt these words very familiar.

That was when Du Yu arranged for her the Bamboo Grove trip, contracted with the Forbidden City...

Du Yu, this person, seemed soft by nature, but really had some stubbornly overbearing parts.

"Yes, I’ll definitely remember." Du Yu nodded in agreement.

Yang Qingqing lightly sighed in her heart, last time, he seemed to have promised like this too?

No, he didn’t.

Back then, he merely said: You can scold me anytime, but that Bamboo Sea is really beautiful.

"Shall we go, Master Qing?" In Du Yu’s palm, a small Ancient Bell appeared.

"Hmm."

"Whoosh~"

Two figures quietly appeared, landing under the huge Luan bird’s shadow.

Yang Qingqing looked up, gazing at the graceful, slender, and beautiful Luan bird.

Two beautiful eyes and two bird pupils quietly gazed at each other.

That’s good.

In the future, can better protect him in all ways.

Yes... that’s good.