I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 733 - 509 Sea of Sorrow, Sea of Sorrow.

"Woooo~ woooo~"

Across the endless sea, the Conch's deep sound pierced layer upon layer of rain curtain, drifting toward distant waters.

Under dark clouds, in fine rain.

Du Yu sat on the back of Celestial Cyan Porcelain, lowering the conch from his lips.

He felt like he'd been tricked.

The song clearly sang, "Little Conch, dee-dee-dee blow."

Yet the conch in his hand produced no clear, ringing "dee-dee" sound, only that muffled, mournful moan.

Or maybe... was he blowing it wrong?

"Sigh..." Du Yu stroked the beautiful queen conch, lifting his eyes to look around.

Nothing but sea, and more sea.

The scene beneath the dark clouds and fine rain seemed like it would never change.

Du Yu once naively believed he liked the ocean.

It was only after this long and tedious voyage that he realized otherwise.

No one really likes the sea,

What people truly love is just the seashore.

This was Du Yu's eighth day drifting at sea.

He had gone to the Sea Abyss Dragon Palace with Celestial Cyan Porcelain once—that was his first venture offshore, and everything in the Dragon Palace had amazed him.

But this journey was nothing like he'd imagined.

Not only was it long, it lacked any thrilling or exciting moments.

The vast ocean, which inspires fear and avoidance in most people, was, to Du Yu, nothing but a harmless, uneventful road.

The presence of Celestial Cyan Porcelain had completely changed the rules of the game.

At the arrival of a Demon Saint, not a single demon beast in the ocean didn't flee in terror.

Forget monster beasts—even ordinary marine creatures knew to avoid danger and scurried away far in advance.

Only Du Yu and the Dragon Turtle beneath him traveled quietly through the endless sea.

"Are you very bored?" A cool, clear voice echoed in his mind.

In front of his own Demon Pet, Du Yu didn't have to pretend. Besides, with their Demon Souls linked, he couldn't lie even if he wanted to.

"How did you spend those centuries in the Sea Realm?" Du Yu dropped his hand to trace the patterns on the turtle's shell with his fingertips.

"Unlike your Human Race, I was born to belong to the sea," Celestial Cyan Porcelain replied softly.

"Mm..."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain's always-cool voice had grown especially gentle during the past few days of the journey.

She said softly, "Would you like to go down into the deep sea? Want me to find you another toy?"

"No, no need." Du Yu shook his head repeatedly.

He picked up the conch beside him.

This was the toy Celestial Cyan Porcelain had found for Du Yu.

Lord knows why, but Du Yu had an oddly strong sense of being "kept."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain was fabulously wealthy, the true master of these seas, owning everything here; as long as Du Yu wished… Hmm.

"Mm." Celestial Cyan Porcelain answered quietly, knowing too well that the Human Race could not adapt to the oceanic environment.

For Du Yu, the first couple times venturing off the coast still felt novel.

Once he had done it a few more times, it became nearly unbearable.

Swaddled in the Little Wandering Dragon, the sea felt like an outer sky without resistance or gravity.

He couldn't breathe in the ocean, utterly dependent on the Wandering Dragon to funnel oxygen through his skin and into his lungs.

This whole sequence of inhuman operations left Du Yu, who'd spent twenty years surviving on land, unable to truly adapt.

"Why don't you get some rest? Once I find a lonely island, I'll wake you," Celestial Cyan Porcelain—Master Qing—suggested.

"There's an island up ahead, we should be close." Du Yu took out his phone and opened the satellite map.

This was Senior Brother Fu's phone—a much higher-grade device than Du Yu's own gear.

With ancient stories for direction and modern technology for pinpointing their position, every island in these waters was laid bare.

Staring at the pitiful battery level, Du Yu pursed his lips.

He'd have to go back to borrow a charge from Senior Brother again.

Fu Jianzhou didn't have any electric-type demon beasts, but the man himself was an all-elemental Spirit Master; making current was child's play to him.

Of course, Du Yu had more than one "power bank"—there were his big brother and third sister in the Mountain Realm, both portable batteries.

Not to mention that above the Mountain Realm—among the Dark Clouds—there was even a "nuclear power plant."

Come to think of it, charging a phone with the Ancient Bull…

Forget the phone, Du Yu himself would probably get blown to bits, wouldn't he?

"I sense it," Celestial Cyan Porcelain said suddenly.

"Oh?" Du Yu lifted his head, glancing around.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain's Demon Skill· Cloud Water Song proved worthy of being called a divine sensing skill.

In truth, the dark clouds over Du Yu's head and the even farther expanse weren't natural—they were summoned by Celestial Cyan Porcelain herself.

"It's empty," Celestial Cyan Porcelain murmured gently.

At that, Du Yu looked a little disappointed. "Any Color Crystal Caves?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "No. Just a small island, no living creatures sensed."

Looking at his position on the satellite map, if you connected Yunnan Province to the northeasternmost tip of the Southern Continent—

Then right now, he was almost at the midpoint of that line.

He said, "There's one more island ahead. Let's keep moving northwest. I'll cultivate for a while."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Alright."

As a Demon Tamer, you were supposed to be unafraid of loneliness; after all, cultivation was a path that tempered the heart.

Unfortunately, only Water Demon Breath lingered over the sea.

For Du Yu's cultivation, this wasn't just a matter of barriers or switching Demon Breath attributes—

This was utter elemental incompatibility! Like water and fire clashing!

Fortunately, Du Yu had the Shadow Gu Tower; within it, there were still Demon Souls harvested jointly by the Desolate Silver Lynx and Lion Bone Scythe.

Once in focused cultivation mode, time did pass by much quicker.

The already dark, cloud-crowded sky grew ever dimmer, until night at last descended…

"Du Yu."

"Mm?" Du Yu opened his eyes to find utter darkness all around.

Night at sea was so black it made your skin crawl.

It was as if he was floating in the void—so unreal, so intangible.

Slowly, a Sea Dragon Candle quietly emerged.