I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 823 - 552: Cold Lake’s Yearning for Home! (Part 2)
"If we have the assistance of a Sword Saint like yourself, Senior Brother Fu can maximize his strength."
The misty figure looked behind Du Yu, at the stunning figure gently stroking the Deer Head: "This Saint far surpasses an ordinary Demon Saint.
Is there any challenge left in this world for people like you?"
"Yes, and there are many." Du Yu nodded emphatically, "Sword Saint, you've stayed here too long and are unaware of the changes outside.
The Great Xia of today is not stable; ancient artifacts are appearing one after another, and the Bottomless Civilization is glaring covetously.
Similarly, there are Supreme-level beasts like Qingci waiting for us to conquer."
Misty Figure: "Supreme."
"Yes." Du Yu nodded slightly, "A level above the Demon Saint, we call it Supreme."
Cold Lake Sword looked at Qingci's figure, then anthropomorphically lifted its head to observe the enormous dragon head blocking out the sky.
Gradually, Cold Lake Sword asked, "Can we Demon Soldiers hope to reach the Supreme level?"
Du Yu apologized, "I'm sorry, I don't know."
"Hmm." The misty figure silently watched the dragon head, attentively feeling the strength of the Supreme.
Behind Du Yu, Celestial Cyan Porcelain couldn't help but raise an eyebrow slightly.
She sensed the restlessness growing in Cold Lake Sword's heart.
It was a heart in pursuit of great power!
Reluctance, defiance, and deep-seated obsession.
As she carefully considered all this, Celestial Cyan Porcelain found herself puzzled.
Suddenly, she realized that Cold Lake Sword wasn't targeting her.
This deep-seated obsession clearly wasn't cultivated through a single battle!
Such emotions must have been festering for countless years...
Suddenly, Celestial Cyan Porcelain had a revelation!
Three bold words: Mountain Fire Saber!
"Supreme, Supreme." The misty figure continued to murmur while gazing at the dragon head.
In the next moment, the misty figure turned to Du Yu: "If I follow you, braving life and death by your side, offering my allegiance and efforts...
Could you guide Cold Lake a bit?"
"Of course." Du Yu nodded decisively, though he was inwardly baffled.
Is there a potential for further improvement among Holy Grade Demon Soldiers?
Hmm... when I return, I need to have a good conversation with the likes of Ashen Arrow and Mountain Fire Saber.
All things considered, Du Yu remains pessimistic at heart.
After all, Demon Beasts and Demon Soldiers are two completely different species, with a qualitative difference.
While pondering deeply, Du Yu suddenly felt momentarily dazzled.
Like an ancient general, the misty figure half-knelt on the ground, cupping his fists together: "Cold Lake is willing to follow..."
"Hey, no, no, no!" Du Yu hurriedly reached out to help.
The misty figure, rather than being a Soldier's Soul, was the materialized form of the Demon Sword Array, so he had a physical presence.
However, with Du Yu's strength, he couldn't lift the Military Saint at all!
Fortunately, with Celestial Cyan Porcelain obscuring all, and no one around, no one witnessed this scene.
To see a dignified Saint-level Demon Soldier kneeling before a mere human...
This world is truly fantastical.
Of course, if Du Yu had Supreme Celestial Cyan Porcelain standing behind him, it might seem a lot more reasonable?
After much persuasion, the misty figure finally stood up. 𝘧𝓇ℯ𝑒𝓌𝑒𝑏𝓃𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭.𝒸ℴ𝓂
By this point, Du Yu was thoroughly bewildered.
I came here to apologize to Senior Brother Fu,
and to act as a bridge for Senior Brother Fu.
How did I end up with Cold Lake Sword in my own hands?
Goodness~
I'm Pure Fire!
And I don't even use swords.
Poor Senior Brother Fu, barely having the chance to wield a Holy Soldier, now it's still the king's to lend him!~
In the future, when wielding a sword granted by the king's decree, if that disciple surnamed Fu is obedient, so be it.
If he dares to have second thoughts, at my command, Cold Lake Sword will turn and cut down Senior Brother Fu...
Uh... what kind of immortal script is this?
With a strange expression, Du Yu set aside his chaotic thoughts and changed the topic: "Sword Saint, we also came here for one other matter."
Misty Figure: "Just call me Cold Lake."
"Alright, Cold Lake." Du Yu turned and beckoned, "Come, Qingci."
Celestial Cyan Porcelain stepped forward a couple of steps, followed by Bai Yujing.
Du Yu fittingly retracted Xiaobai, sensing the atmosphere was a bit unusual.
He smiled, "Well, we wouldn't know each other if we didn't fight, you two were just sparring, don't be mad! We'll all be teammates in the future."
Celestial Cyan Porcelain nodded gently.
Cold Lake Sword however subtly observed the attitude of Supreme Cyan Porcelain towards Du Yu.
During the battle, she called him "my lord," and now she was especially receptive to his counsel.
This little human Du Yu, what magic does he possess?
Du Yu continued speaking: "Regarding Water Demon Skills, Qingci and I couldn't find suitable creatures to discuss them, so we came to you."
Cold Lake: "Demon Skills?"
"Yes." At the mention, Du Yu seemed a bit helpless, "As I mentioned earlier, Qingci is Supreme, a level higher than Saint-level.
But her demon skills still remain at the strength of the Demon Saint level, difficult to improve."
Cold Lake: "..."
Still need to improve?
Already this strong, and you still need improvement?!
Moreover, you're seeking improvement from me, you...
No wonder Cold Lake Sword internally grumbles.
For water element creatures, Celestial Cyan Porcelain is almost invincible.
In Du Yu's heart, when Ancient Bull·Kui Chou faced Celestial Cyan Porcelain, it stood in an unbeatable position.
And when Celestial Cyan Porcelain faced water element races, it was the same.
Every demon skill using water as a form of conveyance couldn't harm Celestial Cyan Porcelain in the slightest.
For example, just now Cold Lake Sword's Sword Wave, the two water dragons were completely absorbed by Celestial Cyan Porcelain.
Furthermore, Cold Lake Sword's Sword Qi.
What was supposed to freeze everything in a hazy white mist was completely purified by Celestial Cyan Porcelain.
Cold Lake Sword used all its might, only to be met with comprehensive, unyielding suppression and domination.
In the next fight, all Cold Lake Sword would have left is its final trump card.
However, in front of Cloud Water Song + Hai Yanqing, Cold Lake Sword wasn't even certain if its trump card would be effective.
"Say something casually." Celestial Cyan Porcelain stood beside Du Yu, hands clasped behind her back.
Cold Lake pondered for a moment and said, "From my perspective, Water Demon Skills are divided into three forms: gas, water, and ice."
Celestial Cyan Porcelain gently nodded, thinking of the hazy cold mist and the frozen crystalline waves.
Cold Lake: "In the recent battle, I didn't see any variation in the forms in your demon skills.
Beyond that, I dare not presume."
"It's a thought," Du Yu nodded, though inwardly sighed: The demon skills across all creatures are different, and their ways of execution vary.
Celestial Cyan Porcelain's various demon skills may not necessarily need to change forms to advance to a higher quality.
Still, it's always worth trying an additional approach.
"You two go ahead and chat; don't say things like 'dare not presume,' just discuss openly."
While speaking, Du Yu pulled out his phone from his pocket and walked a few steps to the side: "I'll call in Senior Brother Fu.
Cold Lake, I'll say it was you who called him."
Cold Lake: "Alright."
Soon, the call connected, and Ye Lingyu's voice came through: "Cold Lake Sword Demon Spirit Realm - Great Xia Bookstore."
Du Yu: "Brother Ye, it's me, Du Yu."
Ye Lingyu was momentarily stunned, "Ah? You've finished the challenge?"
Du Yu: "Yeah, more or less.
I've apologized to Cold Lake Sword, and the misunderstanding is cleared; Cold Lake Sword wants Senior Brother Fu to come in."
Du Yu's words practically fried Ye Lingyu's CPU!
All he could manage were broken sentences, "Ah? You... ah?"
Du Yu: "Really, should I have Cold Lake Sword take the phone to tell you?"
Ye Lingyu: ???
Have... Cold Lake Sword take the phone?
How can you even say that aloud!
Are we even talking about the same thing?!
Du Yu whispered, "Brother Ye?"
Ye Lingyu was about to cry, "No! Don't call me brother! You're my brother!
I can't take a call from Cold Lake Sword.
I'll report to my superiors; just have Cold Lake Sword wait a bit."
"No rush, Cold Lake Sword is very calm, don't worry." Du Yu glanced over his shoulder, "I'll be here for a while too, no hurry."
Not far behind, Cold Lake and Qingci stood looking at each other, discussing silently, the scene harmonious.
"Alright... alright." Ye Lingyu dazedly ended the call.
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