I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 480 - 346 Three-faced Vajra

"Woof!"

Du Yu wanted to keep asking questions, but the Little Wolf Lake Dog would have none of it.

Several streams of water surged out, converging into a rhombus shape in front of the Wolf Lake Dog’s face—clearly the casting prelude to Demon Skill·Rhombic Water Pillar!

But the Little Wolf Lake Dog was only Earth Level, so whether in casting speed or power, it left much to be desired.

Du Yu pushed off with his foot, stepping back easily to dodge.

"Pfft!"

Right where he’d just been standing, a fountain erupted on the spot.

The water column shot straight up to the ceiling, spraying more than four meters high and instantly shattering the light fixtures above.

"Trap it! Tai Sui!" Du Yu ordered, but didn’t attack the Wolf Lake Dog.

Because, this little fellow was a guide dog.

It wore a red vest with three big, clear letters on it: "Guide Dog!"

In the city, there were simply too many functional Demon Pets to count.

Just so happens the White-robed Wandering Souls can coerce low-level Demon Beasts, so they’ve been able to quickly gather a Demon Beast army.

For ordinary civilians, that army of Demon Beasts is incredibly threatening—their attacks are nearly always deadly.

But to Du Yu, the Great Demon Tamer, a handful of Earth-level Demon Beasts are no big deal—even This Humble One, Xiao Ye, who serves tea and water in Prince Du’s Mansion, is Heavenly Level...

"Eeng!" Tai Sui Bear Paw gave a flick, and as the bamboo stick appeared, its tip tapped the ceramic tile on the floor.

"Tap~"

Little Tai Sui was a master of control—despite the force, the fragile tile didn’t even crack.

A hollow bamboo shoot sprouted from the ground, bundling up the White-robed Wandering Soul and Little Wolf Lake Dog all together, imprisoning them inside the converging bamboo.

At the same time, the two girls rode the Dust Spirit Deer into a ransacked shopping mall, quickly flying up to the second floor.

"What’s going on?" Lin Shiwei asked, staring at the massive hollow bamboo shoot.

"The White-robed Wandering Soul forced a Wolf Lake Dog, but I’ve trapped them both inside,"

"Ah!" Li Mengnan pointed at the hollow bamboo shoot.

"Heh heh~" Accompanied by an eerie laugh, half a ghostly body emerged atop the pudgy, round bamboo shoot.

The White-robed Wandering Soul phased through the bamboo and slowly pulled itself out.

The middle-aged man’s face was usually expressionless, but now it was twisted and thoroughly horrifying!

Du Yu couldn’t help but frown. So neither the white robe nor the wandering soul had a physical body?

Lin Shiwei immediately asked, "What do you want? You’ve controlled so many Demon Beasts—what are you searching for?"

"Heh heh~ heh heh~ heh heh heh heh..." The white-robed man’s horrifying grin strung together in a series, making everyone’s hair stand on end.

"Quit laughing, you busted Spiritual Artifact! You look just like a monster—scaring people to death! We’re talking to you!" Li Mengnan snapped.

She raised her voice, sounding like she was pumping herself up. Her arms, wrapped around Lin Shiwei’s waist, hugged even tighter.

The White-robed Wandering Soul radiated a weird aura inside and out; just looking at it sent chills down one’s spine.

Much to the surprise of Du Yu and Lin Shiwei, Li Mengnan’s scolding actually seemed to work?

The white-robed man’s grin was actually halted by Li Mengnan’s rebuke...

Was it because he’d just been called a "busted Spiritual Artifact," a "Demon" and "Monster," and so on?

The man’s grin froze on his face, twisted even more fiercely, his eyes filled with baleful intent as he glared at Li Mengnan.

"Ugh." Li Mengnan shrank her head, frightened.

Lin Shiwei’s mind raced as she patted the hand encircling her waist. "Don’t be scared—keep going."

Exactly! Great minds think alike!

Beside her, even Du Yu chimed in, "Mengnan, keep at it."

All along, the white-robed man did things his own way, utterly ignoring what Du Yu and Lin Shiwei said.

But now, he was finally reacting to the world around him.

"What... what are you staring at!" With her companions’ support, Li Mengnan’s confidence soared.

She went on, "Just say what you’re looking for, okay? Don’t hurt innocents. Look at the mess you’ve made of this city!"

Her words coming out half-scold, half-yell, Li Mengnan got steadily more riled up: "We’ve seen lots of Ancient Spiritual Artifacts emerge, but which one ever caused this kind of havoc in the world?"

Everywhere they’d passed was devastated—who knows how many innocent people had been hurt or killed.

Honestly, the image that haunted Li Mengnan most was the heart-wrenching cries of that middle-aged woman as they first arrived—more piercing than any imagined misery.

Li Mengnan was, without a doubt, a kind-hearted girl—Dust Spirit Deer could testify to that.

Even though the Demon Taming World and ordinary society are separated, Li Mengnan still has a regular mom.

If Du Yu’s whole life belongs to the Demon Taming World,

then Li Mengnan’s life straddles both worlds—she feels the city’s disasters even more deeply.

And this disaster, clearly, was unleashed for selfish reasons by the White-robed Wandering Soul.

The thing is, it didn’t even care! It just kept stirring up trouble, tearing through the city.

Li Mengnan yelled, "Aren’t you the Spirit of a Spirit Master’s Spiritual Artifact? Wasn’t your original master human? Why are you hurting your own people?"

"Screee!" The White-robed Wandering Soul let out a shrill, piercing scream!

From rage came violence, from evil came boldness.

It lunged straight at Li Mengnan.

Lin Shiwei’s mind shifted, and Bai Lu beneath her loosed a deer’s cry: "Nai!"

Xuan Platinum·Dust Fog Assault!

A massive Mist Immortal Deer burst out from Bai Lu’s body, barreling violently toward the White-robed Wandering Soul.

"Puff~"

The White-robed Wandering Soul shattered without even a chance to resist—it vanished in an instant.

Lin Shiwei watched, thoughtful, and said after a pause, "The file said White-robed Wandering Souls have no combat ability."

The implication was clear: if so, it shouldn’t have attacked.

Du Yu: "Maybe the info’s wrong, or maybe it really was just infuriated beyond reason."

Li Mengnan’s questioning hit every nerve, all the way to the heart—even pulling out who the Artifact Spirit’s original master was.

Lin Shiwei sighed deeply, feeling she and Du Yu might have made the wrong choice here.

The White-robed Wandering Soul didn’t snap out of it after being yelled at; there wasn’t even a hint of guilt or remorse—instead, it was even more frantic.

An Ancient Spiritual Artifact with a personality like that... not gonna be easy to handle...

"Nai~" Suddenly Bai Lu cried out in alarm—the Dust Spirit Deer tribe are nothing if not sharp!

Bai Lu suddenly shifted a few meters to the right. With inertia, both girls on her back tumbled left, nearly tossed right off.

Du Yu tensed, rapidly drawing his bow, aiming at the ceramic-tiled floor where, to his shock, a golden face slowly emerged.

Du Yu: ???

What the heck is this now?

Lin Shiwei planted her spear for balance, eyes locked on that face.

The golden visage was all smiles, but the features were so fierce the smile and the appearance just clashed outright—unsettling in the extreme.

Li Mengnan’s lovely eyes widened. This... what creature is this?

As the golden face rose from the floor, everyone realized—it wasn’t just a face.

It was a head—three faces!

From the girls’ point of view, this one face wore a smile.

But a bit to the side, Du Yu saw a face contorted in rage.

Awe-inspiring, fearsome to behold!

Du Yu now understood "Vajra’s Angry Eyes" on a deeper level.

The last time Du Yu felt compelled to bow in reverence to some being was back at his weakest, when he met the Spirit Level·Mud Po Goddess Sculpture.

Mud Po was dignified and solemn, a Dharma Mud Body.

Her aura and the being before them now were eerily similar.

Slowly, the golden man emerged fully from the ground, letting everyone take in his form.

One head, three faces, six arms.

About two meters tall and built like a tank.

Is this... a divine statue?

Though its faces were savage, with three different expressions, the overall aura was one of dignity and authority.

He... er, it... used the smiling face to look at Li Mengnan astride the Dust Spirit Deer, nodding gently.

The attitude was quite friendly.

Du Yu quietly moved behind the statue to check out the third face.

He saw a visage full of compassion for all life.

The statue’s eyes were closed, sorrowful, with tears glimmering at the corners.

Was he... crying?

The tears turned into some sort of Energy Body, which flowed back into the golden body, cycling endlessly.

This...

"Du—Du Yu!" came Li Mengnan’s startled cry from up front.

"What is it?" Du Yu hurried forward, passing just by the statue’s wrathful face—as he did, those eyes suddenly widened!

Under the Angry Eyes, the eyeballs bulged slightly outward—ferocious and wild enough to spook Du Yu!

No time to worry, he pushed forward, circling around to the statue’s front.

The Golden Body Divine Statue was all smiles, reaching out a hand—toward Li Mengnan.

It advanced in measure, only making the reaching motion, feet staying planted without trying to approach the girls.

"Let me do it," Du Yu hesitated, Demon Soul slowly emerging, as he reached toward the statue’s broad golden palm.

In an instant, the statue’s head spun!

The smiling face shifted aside—the angry face turned to Du Yu, glaring fiercely.

"Whoa!" Demon Soul Du Yu stopped short and hurriedly retreated within.

When Demon Soul Du Yu stopped acting up, the smiling face returned, looking at Li Mengnan again.

Everyone now perfectly grasped its intentions.

Li Mengnan pressed her lips together, steeling herself, and nimbly slid off the deer.

"Be careful." Lin Shiwei didn’t stop her, just gripped her spear tighter. "Get Electric Soul Imprisonment ready."

"Yeah." Li Mengnan took a deep breath and stepped forward.

Du Yu set a hand behind his back, hovering near the Zhiyang Acupoint.

The Demon Soul within him also established contact with the Desolate Silver Lynx.

Du Yu didn’t summon Baojun outright—after all, Lord Baojun’s power was terrifying and could incite panic.

Since the Golden Body Divine Statue wanted to connect with Li Mengnan, might as well wait and watch for now, no need to act rashly.

"Gulp." Li Mengnan swallowed hard, sword in one hand, slowly edging forward as her other hand cautiously reached out to the golden palm.

Under everyone’s gaze, her fair, soft palm landed gently upon the golden hand...