I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 513 - 367 Foolish Disciple

"Demon Skill·Little Wind Blow!" Du Yu pressed one hand onto the deer’s back.

"Nai~"

Bai Yujing let out a loud deer cry, and a fierce wind instantly whipped up!

Countless Flame Cyan Masters ahead, all moving in eerie unison, raised blades across their bodies and assumed defensive stances.

And their figures only retreated back a few meters.

The women’s flaming long hair, with their fiery gowns and trailing hems, fluttered wildly through the air, having a bizarre kind of beauty.

But Du Yu wasn’t in the mood to appreciate it; right now, his heart felt heavy.

Xuan Platinum Quality·Little Wind Blow can only blow the Flame Cyan Masters back a few meters?

Little Wind Blow kept going, but the Cyan Masters weren’t fazed at all, hovering steadily in the air, standing as if on solid ground.

How the hell am I supposed to play like this?

"Ying!" Xiaoyan let out a cry and suddenly leapt forward, sitting firm atop Bai Yujing’s head.

Xuan Platinum·Fox Face Fire Sea!

Looks Xuan Platinum, actually Cold Jade beneath.

"Poof!"

The scorching tidal wave of fire surged wildly, pushing crazily forward.

And with the help of Demon Skill·Little Wind Blow, the Fox Face Fire Sea crashed forward at a ridiculous, lightning-fast speed!

Fire boosted by wind?!

Little Wind Blow + Fox Face Fire Sea—these two Demon Skills combined created a genuine chemical reaction, unleashing unmatched power.

Bai Yujing, the god of support!

"Crack!"

"Crack~ Crack..."

Du Yu couldn’t help his delighted expression—the fire tide swallowed up countless Cyan Masters, and from within the flames came an endless shattering sound!

We can really fight?

Praise you! Yan God, White God!

"Keep the damage rolling!" Du Yu shouted, grabbing an antler and turning her head to the side.

In an instant, Little Wind Blow shifted its area of attack, now blowing left.

With that, Xiaoyan, still squatting atop Bai Yujing’s head, naturally changed attack direction too, the fire sea continuing its rampage forward.

"Keep it up!" As Du Yu handed the bow to Little Tai Sui behind him, he also scooted forward a bit, both hands gripping the antlers.

Bai Yujing brand motorcycle, limited global edition~

Du Yu gripped both antlers like he was holding motorcycle handlebars.

He kept adjusting the output angle: White God summoned gale, Yan God fired off like a cannon.

It was pure—god blocks, god slaughters Buddha!

Du Yu was having the time of his life, but Mountain Fire Saber was not amused...

What’s your problem?

Just playing!

Suddenly, infinite Cyan Masters surged toward Du Yu.

Those coming from all directions were manageable; the real problem was the Cyan Masters above and below.

"Up!" Du Yu clutched the snowy antlers, lifting upward.

"Nai~"

"Ying!" The Fox-Deer dual gods unleashed their might! Normally always friendly rivals, now as Du Yu faced crisis, no trace of awkwardness remained—they worked together with all they had.

"Ying~" Because of the tilted ride, Little Tai Sui hurriedly wrapped his bear claws around Du Yu’s waist, terrified of falling off.

And that "Ying" wasn’t a meaningless noise—it was a warning to Du Yu: Cyan Masters coming in from below!

Contract message flashed in Du Yu’s mind: "Return."

Little Tai Sui obeyed instantly, bow just touching Du Yu’s stomach as he vanished, merging back into his master’s body.

"Ugh!" And not just Little Tai Sui—Little You Ying panicked too.

A row of Yu’s Shields instantly pushed downward.

Fiery Cyan Masters got blocked by the shields, but plenty more soared around, flying up behind Du Yu.

The scene was heart-stopping to watch.

"Behind you, it’s behind..." By the gate, another little commotion broke out.

That "addicted to driving" Du Yu seemed to have totally forgotten what was happening behind him.

No way?

Given Du Yu’s record, he shouldn’t make such a rookie mistake.

He... mm, right.

Surrounded on all sides, iron net from heaven and earth.

Du Yu, controlling one fox and one deer, could smash up most of the Flame Cyan Masters—that was already impressive enough.

The idea of covering every angle? He simply didn’t have the time.

"WTF?"

"There’s... there’s another Demon General?!"

"Damn! Why is it always a Heterochromatic Demon Pet, seriously, why?!"

Buzzing voices overlapped, Lin Chuan couldn’t catch it all; not that he had time to listen anyway.

In his sight, Du Yu—still riding that Immortal Deer Motorcycle—was painting the sky with fire.

All of a sudden, a gigantic thing burst out at his back!

"ROAR!!!"

Baojun descends, all life trembles!

The savage giant beast leapt forth, landing squarely on a Cyan Master’s face, stomping hard.

The Flame Cyan Master got launched toward the ground, and the Desolate Silver Lynx used that momentum to shuttle forward.

In an instant, a silver lightning bolt seemed to rampage through the sky!

"ROAR!!!"

The Desolate Silver Lynx slapped out with her paw—Earth Splitting Palm, normally meant for shattering land, landed square on a Flame Cyan Master’s face instead.

"Crack!" The Cyan Master’s head, along with her entire upper body, shattered instantly!

Just a lone, ownerless Blade Soul tumbled messily in the wind and fire.

Desert Baojun chained the attack for more!

The silver lightning wasn’t just dashing around now—she looked more like a lightning chain?

Anything living nearby was hunted down by this chain, and shattered to bits!

"Pa~"

The steel-like Gallows Tail smashed two Flame Cyan Masters to pieces. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

"Rumble!"

Earth Cannon Heavy Strike roared, a high-speed spinning sand ball blowing open among the distant Cyan Masters.

The silver lightning darted fast, but the sheer number of Flame Cyan Masters—damn, there were too many.

"Roar!" Lord Baojun bellowed again.

The silver lightning chain suddenly split in two!

Cold Jade·Twin Desolate Lynx!

Lord Baojun’s Twin Desolate Lynx were nothing like Du Yu’s wooden clones.

These summoned clones—be it speed, agility, power, or Demon Skills—their sheer strength was enough to make you cry for your mom!

At the distant gate, dead silence!

Every time Du Yu teetered on the edge of peril, just as everyone held their breath, he’d always pull out some crazy move...

Even among this crowd of Divine Demon Tamers, it was a little mind-blowing.

Earlier, when Du Yu faced a sky full of Blade Souls, Hollow Bamboo Shoot transformed into a flowerpot and a blazing fire sea erupted.

When he faced the Blade Soul dragon, the Divine Ghost Firefly’s Wind-Fire Pillar raged on.

Tip for tat, going head-to-head!

And when Mountain Fire Saber leveled up and Chi Bear charged on alone, a Heterochromatic Fire Fox showed up to turn the tide, raising the battle’s intensity by several notches.

Fire pillar surge? Dust Spirit Deer arrives!

Battlefield intensity up? Du Yu’s team strength went up too, no fear at all!

Dust Spirit Deer rampaged across the field, and finally Mountain Fire Saber spawned a wall of fire.

Endless Flame Cyan Masters, armed with all their Sword Skill arts, came wielding blades.

But Du Yu, riding the deer and commanding the fox, suddenly had a Heterochromatic Baojun bursting out his back.

As the last Demon Pet summoned, even an idiot could tell: that was Du Yu’s strongest combat pet!

So...

His back was not Du Yu’s weak spot.

In fact, his back was the strongest point!

Lin Chuan whispered, "Did you record that?"

"Filming all the way." The attendant beside him nodded like crazy; sometimes, a phone camera worked better than naked eyes.

Even separated by kilometers, the camera’s footage of the battlefield was still clear enough.

Actually, Lin Chuan never thought Du Yu could succeed in the challenge.

Even though he talked big about "celebratory drinks," that was just some well-meant encouragement.

So this footage, basically recording a certain failure, was supposed to be a handover for Little Aunt and Little Shiwei.

Who’d have thought, the video turned out to be the "ironclad evidence."

On the deer, Yu insulted teacher and ancestor,

Underneath, the Lynx rooted out every last one!

Little Aunt, you’re really sunk this time...

Clearly, Lin Chuan’s attitude had changed—ever since he met Du Yu, he always treated him like a kid.

Du Yu was Little Shiwei’s bestie, a comrade—another young prodigy, just like Shiwei.

So back at the underground training camp, Lin Chuan looked after Du Yu a lot. Just now, he even tried to watch his back, help him through this.

However...

As Du Yu showed his amazing strength, inevitably Lin Chuan bumped him up a notch.

Gone was the doting-on-the-junior mindset—now it became friendly jabs and banter between equals.

That’s right!

Go roast my Little Aunt!

Let’s see when you go home... hmmm, wonder if Little Aunt ever made her students kneel?

Lin Chuan pondered, subconsciously rubbing his own knees.

"Game over!"

"Hahahahahahaha! Now he’s really in trouble!" A burst of laughter came from the crowd, more than a few voices gloating at disaster.

The crowd’s attitude had changed too, big time.

Originally, people were just a little worried, maybe even a bit sympathetic, watching this kid who dared to challenge Mountain Fire Saber.

But now, with Du Yu’s lineup of Divine Pets all on the field,

people now saw him as a potential rival—or even a real one. Add in envy and jealousy, and that sympathy? Gone.

This whole shift in attitude—obviously, Du Yu killed his way to it!

Look at it another way—it’s actually respect?

On the battlefield, the battered survivors retreated fast; their angry looks made Du Yu’s heart race.

Du Yu knew: these weren’t real Qing Masters, but Mountain Fire Saber’s Demon Soldier Array.

Problem was, the Cyan Masters’ aura was so strong! Du Yu couldn’t help being affected, looking at them made him think of people he knew.

Couldn’t you at least change your look?

Like that little punk Lin Shihang—fighting him I’d enjoy, but you guys...

"Come on!" In the next second, Du Yu nearly swore out loud.

The endless Flame Cyan Masters rapidly fused—not pieced together, actually fused!

At 3 or 5 meters tall, they were already giants to us little humans.

But Yang Qingqing was still growing!

meters, 20... 80 meters, 100 meters...

Reaching the heavens, as if a Divine was manifesting!

Du Yu stood there dumbfounded, mouth agape—he admitted it, he was totally panicking.

Not just Du Yu—even everyone at the gate, their gloating smiles cut off in an instant, faces changing!

A hundred-meter-tall Flame Cyan Master was scary enough, but what really made everyone’s knees knock was Yang Qingqing’s gesture—reaching one hand behind her.

"Buzz!!!"

At the mountain’s peak, the Mountain Fire Saber’s true form vibrated violently and shot up into the sky!

"WTF!?"

"This, this..."

"Huh???" For a Divine Weapon like Mountain Fire Saber, a few thousand meters was nothing.

In other words, even the spectators, always bystanders, were now inside the attack zone!

When your own life is on the line, there’s no such thing as "calm."

"Come, come back." Du Yu quavered, quickly calling Little You Ying back into his body.

How do I even fight this?

This is unplayable!

I thought as time went by, Mountain Fire Saber wouldn’t target individuals anymore?

"Snap!" The Flame Cyan Master, like a descending god, grabbed the 86-meter-long Mountain Fire Saber!

"Sizzle~ sii..."

The torrential rain hit the Flame Cyan Master, vaporizing instantly, sending up a thick white fog.

"Boom!"

The Flame Cyan Master burned with rage, stamping a foot down—the quaking ground trembling with the blow!

Her massive form charged straight at Du Yu!

Du Yu’s breath caught: !!!

"Come back, now!" Du Yu frantically recalled all his Demon Pets, leaving only the Bai Yujing mount out.

As he saw the attacking Cyan Master, Du Yu grabbed the antlers and whipped around to flee!

Screw this, I’m outta here!

Why’s the real Mountain Fire Saber in play too?

This dumb ring—I don’t even want it anymore!

"Nai~~~" Du Yu sped the deer up, blasting straight for the sky

Behind, the Flame Cyan Master rose, blade in hand, chasing him relentlessly.

The billowing gown blotted out sun and sky, trailing wild as flames rained down, turning the rain-soaked earth into scorched wasteland once more.

"No, Brother Blade, my bad!" Du Yu glanced back.

Though wreathed in fire, Mountain Fire Saber was all chill and cold, saying nothing.

But Yang Qingqing, clutching the blade, her look was full of dignity and rage!

In those giant beautiful eyes, Du Yu swore he read two words:

Traitor!