I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 645 - 457 Acquired! Holy Grade Demon Soldiers!_2

"Hiss..." The Celestial Cyan Porcelain gave a faint dragon's hum, and effortlessly slipped into the Jiangshan Map.

Seeing the Great Demon Saint being so understanding, Du Yu also breathed a sigh of relief. He once again summoned the Mountain and Sea Bell, and the master and disciple duo vanished in a flash.

Upon returning to the Mountain Realm, the scene before them took Du Yu by surprise.

The Jia Rong Grass, with its deep red leaves, had woven numerous Grass Leaf Cocoons.

Despite the rolling thunder above the dark clouds, the duo could hear the crackling and snapping sounds from within the Grass Leaf Cocoons.

Besides, many single blades of grass wrapped around shattered bones, preventing them from slipping away.

"Master." A deep red leaf approached him, "Is this a weapon?"

"Yes, a bone scythe, Holy Grade!" Du Yu plucked two Jia Rong Grass Fruits and handed them to Master Qing.

The voice of the Jia Rong Grass was astonished, "How did you manage to defeat such a Divine Weapon?"

"With the help of the Ancient Demon Saint of the Sea Realm, the Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle," Du Yu chuckled, his mind becoming more active.

He raised his head, gazing at the thick dark clouds above.

The Jia Rong Grass naturally sensed Du Yu's intention.

It cautioned in a deep voice, "The Thunder Beast is different from the Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle, forever irritable and angry.

If you are not absolutely confident, avoid communicating with it."

"Rumble!"

The heaven was bounteous, with thunder rumbling.

It was as if declaring to Du Yu just how furious the Ancient Bull truly was...

"Alright then." Du Yu grinned.

I'm just saying, had it been hundreds of years, and it's still this angry?

This Bull's temper is enormous...

Just as Du Yu secretly criticized, a faint deathly qi emerged beside the endless Grass Leaf Cocoons.

The grayish-brown aura, although thin, stubbornly gathered into form.

"It's truly still alive." Yang Qingqing frowned slightly.

Jia Rong Grass: "Master, it is begging you, pleading for mercy."

"Oh?" Du Yu raised his eyebrows, recalling the final scene of the Lion Bone Scythe when Shen Meng Nan unleashed his ultimate move.

Jia Rong Grass: "It is willing to serve you as its master, asking for your forgiveness."

Yang Qingqing nodded contemplatively, her slender jade hand brushing over the Jia Rong Grass Leaf, "Do you think the Lion Bone Scythe is trustworthy?"

Jia Rong Grass responded, "Its fear originates from the depths of its soul.

Its submission is not feigned."

Du Yu clutched the grass leaf in his hand, overjoyed.

Am I really about to own a Holy Grade Demon Soldier?

To possess a Demon Soldier Realm?

In his view, the thin grayish-brown mist finally assembled into a human form.

The shadowy figure with the cloak was much smaller, but compared to the Human Race, it still was a giant.

It must be at least 30 meters tall?

Du Yu tugged at Master Qing's sleeve, whispering, "Shall we go and talk to it?"

Seeing his disciple's eager expression, Yang Qingqing naturally agreed, "Let's go."

If they could establish a Demon Soldier Realm in the Mountain Realm, it would be a wonderfully fortunate event.

However, it still needed to be verified with the Demon Soul.

Yang Qingqing indeed trusted the judgment of the Jia Rong Grass, but a layer of insurance would only be beneficial, not harmful.

The master and disciple flew towards the giant's head, changing direction midway.

Because this giant, filled with deathly qi, knelt down as if pushing a golden mountain and toppling a jade pillar.

The scene was identical to when the Golden Lion Corps bowed to it.

Du Yu and Master Qing exchanged glances and floated in front of the misty face.

Their actions were surprisingly in sync as both reached out a hand, probing into the head of the misty giant.

"I am willing to submit, to serve for a lifetime, begging, spare me..."

The heart of the Lion Bone Scythe transmitted to Du Yu and Yang Qingqing.

It seemed that at the Golden Lion Corps, the Lion Bone Scythe had learned a few things.

For instance, a humble posture, or devout kneeling.

Yang Qingqing carefully inspected the soul of the soldier with the Demon Soul in her palm.

Two simple sentences from the Jia Rong Grass described the psychological state of the Lion Bone Scythe with pinpoint accuracy.

Du Yu communicated through the Demon Soul, "I already told you that debts have heads, and grievances have lords!

Why did you insist on getting involved?"

Lion Bone Scythe: "..."

How would I know you had such a powerful Saint-level Demon Beast!

How would I know you also had this Saint-level Demonic Plant that could imprison me?

How would I know you possessed such heaven-piercing abilities and could create another world?

And I especially didn't know you had Ancient Spiritual Artifacts, wreaking havoc on me, destroying me utterly...

Thinking back now, the Lion Bone Scythe was somewhat petrified.

Du Yu activating the Mountain and Sea Bell indeed stripped the Lion Bone Scythe of half its body, gravely injuring its vitality.

But looking at it now, Du Yu had instead saved the Lion Bone Scythe.

At this moment, with its body and soldier soul severely damaged, its strength was greatly diminished.

But at least its soul hadn't scattered entirely; it retained some residual soul and consciousness.

Du Yu: "Do you wish to follow me?"

Lion Bone Scythe: "Willing, to serve for a lifetime."

Du Yu was secretly delighted, turning to look at Master Qing.

Sensing the young man's joy, the Lion Bone Scythe greatly relaxed.

I am truly guilty, blind as bat.

Why did I provoke them...

But, this way is good.

To follow such a powerful master is indeed fortunate.

The Lion Bone Scythe's thoughts were understandable.

The mighty Mountain Fire Saber couldn't avoid actively seeking a master, acknowledging Yang Qingqing, and then striving to help her enhance her strength.

In essence, both the Mountain Fire Saber and the Lion Bone Scythe are Demon Soldiers.

Being Demon Soldiers implied they once had masters and were weapons in the hands of the Human Race.

After their previous masters died, the Lion Bone Scythe continuously encountered fortuitous events and embarked on the Road to Heaven.

Thus, its immense strength led to never finding a suitable master again.

"Jia Rong, release it." Du Yu said.