I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 731 - 508 The Maiden and the Sea God

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At dusk, to the east of Yu Family Village.

On the deserted beach, Du Yu gazed at the vast ocean and the setting sun on the horizon.

This was clearly a restricted area for tourists.

For the safety of visitors, Yu Family Village had bravely stationed layers of guards along its outskirts.

There are too many self-important people in this world who lack the proper reverence for the sea.

When disaster truly descends upon them, it will be too late for regrets.

Du Yu was able to stroll freely here because the grandfather and granddaughter of the Yu Family were escorting him the entire way. 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

"This is it," said Du Yu, feeling very satisfied with the tranquility of the location.

Du Yu was looking at the sea, while not far behind him, the grandfather and granddaughter were watching Du Yu.

The young girl was full of anticipation, her hands initially clasped in a prayerful manner, but now so tense that her fingers were interlocked.

Du Yu was about to bring out his Demon Saint friend!

To ordinary Demon Tamers, a Demon Saint is an inherently mysterious and supremely sacred existence, even deserving of worship.

But to the Yu Family, who have lived with and relied on the sea for generations...

In the cultural beliefs of the village, the Dragon Turtle Race is undoubtedly the "Sea God."

It is also the Guardian God that protects the Yu Family!

Suddenly, an aged hand rested on the young girl's shoulder.

Yu Miaomiao turned her head: "Grandfather?"

Yu Danhai smiled with affection: "Breathe."

"Oh." Yu Miaomiao's face flushed, as if she had finally remembered to breathe.

"Shh~" In the next moment, Du Yu vanished from sight on the beach.

Watching the fleeting outline of the Mountain and Sea Bell, Yu Miaomiao again forgot to breathe, overwhelmed with excitement.

She had seen this bell-shaped silhouette before; the internet was full of short videos of Du Yu battling in Jihua Village.

To see it with her own eyes now felt even more magical than in the videos...

Meanwhile, within the Sea Realm.

Du Yu flew straight to Shatang Mansion, without hearing any melodious flute music.

It was clear that Senior Brother Fu was being well-behaved, restraining his urge to play the flute.

Under the Shatang Tree, Celestial Cyan Porcelain was indeed still asleep.

Witnessing this made Du Yu feel much more at ease; at least the Great Demon Saint could still sleep~

"Hmm?" Sensing something, Du Yu turned his head to look.

The window of the East Wing was open, with Fu Jianzhou waving a greeting.

Unable to speak, he could only mouth the words: "Have you arrived in Dian Nan?"

Du Yu immediately nodded.

Fu Jianzhou's heart filled with joy, and he beckoned Du Yu repeatedly, signaling him to come over, but...

Du Yu instead looked down, flying towards the face of Celestial Cyan Porcelain, ignoring Fu Jianzhou.

Fu Jianzhou: "..."

This senior brother's position is indeed quite humble.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain was obedient, but only to Du Yu.

Towards others, the Great Demon Saint was full of majesty!

Because Celestial Cyan Porcelain had been in a bad mood lately, Fu Jianzhou dared not play the flute.

Not playing the flute was one thing, but the key was that even in his own room, Fu Jianzhou had to tread lightly!

Fearing to make the slightest noise.

Now, the junior brother was finally back.

Yet, when he called for his junior brother to come over, he turned away and ignored him?

It was... really uncomfortable!

"Whew~" The Dragon Beard suddenly brushed past.

It wasn't an attack, more like a human casually swatting at a fly.

"Oh!" Du Yu was startled, quickly flying backward half a meter to dodge the long Dragon Beard.

He flew forward again, placing a hand on the face of Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Qingci, wake up, Qingci?"

"Hmm?" Celestial Cyan Porcelain slowly opened her Dragon Eyes.

A bit grumpy from being woken, she realized it was Du Yu who had returned and wrapped him in her Dragon Beard.

This time, Du Yu had no way to escape.

Unlike earlier when "shooing away a fly," this time, Celestial Cyan Porcelain was intent on dealing with the annoying little creature.

Du Yu patted the cold Dragon Beard wrapped around his waist: "I've reached the area where you came ashore. The location might not be precise, but it's that region."

"Oh?" Celestial Cyan Porcelain, fully awake now, wrapped Du Yu into her mouth.

Du Yu, already accustomed to this, continued: "I encountered an ancient family here, who've lived by the sea all along.

They have stories recorded about the Dragon Turtle too!"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain grew interested: "Is that so?"

Du Yu nodded repeatedly: "Yes, indeed, they revere your Dragon Turtle Race as a Sea God!"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain appeared puzzled: "Why?"

Du Yu: "An ancestor of the Yu Family once encountered a Dragon Turtle, and it happened during a life-threatening situation.

He was protected by the Dragon Turtle and narrowly survived."

Du Yu paused for a moment and continued: "Eventually, that Yu Family ancestor returned alive to the village.

He became a hero and later the village leader. He erected a statue for the Dragon Turtle, and this legendary story has been passed down through generations.

The villagers of Yu Family continue to worship the Dragon Turtle.

Whenever a clansman goes to sea, they pray before the Dragon Turtle's statue, hoping for the safe return of their family."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain listened quietly to the story, emotions stirring in her heart.

And as Du Yu recited the tale, he couldn't help but recall his first encounter with Celestial Cyan Porcelain.

That was on the north side of the island, where Celestial Cyan Porcelain was playing with a Little Dust Spirit Deer.

It was precisely due to Celestial Cyan Porcelain's goodwill toward small, weak creatures that Du Yu dared approach and engage with her back then.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain sighed softly: "That human was certainly brave, daring to venture so far from land."

Du Yu: "Ha, the Yu Family has a tradition of selecting a hero every seven years.

Only those who sail the farthest and bring back the most precious treasures from the sea are worthy of being called a hero! They're the ones who lead the village forward."