I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 725 - 504 The Lost Demon Saint_2

As soon as the words fell, a finely sculpted dragon head slowly surfaced from the waters of Purple Marsh Lake below.

But Du Yu wore an apologetic look: "Sorry, did I disturb your cultivation?"

After all, Celestial Cyan Porcelain was in the critical phase of cultivating to Supreme Level.

He slowly backed away, flying: "You'd better get back to your cultivation, I'll leave now."

"Ssss..." A faint dragon's hum drifted into Du Yu's ears.

Du Yu: "What did she say?"

Shatang: "Stay."

Little Fen Yang: "Qingci wants you to come over~"

Du Yu: "..."

Across the dazzling lake, the vertical pupils of Celestial Cyan Porcelain gazed at Du Yu from afar.

In those dragon eyes, which ought to inspire terror and awe in all living things, there was the trace of longing.

Du Yu suddenly realized—had he become the "blame"?

Uh... that's probably what it means.

Anyway, he had delayed her grand cultivation.

"Ssss..." Another faint dragon call sounded.

This time, Du Yu didn't need anyone to translate.

After hesitating a moment, he indeed descended and landed at the shore of Purple Marsh Lake.

The elegant dragon head slowly swam forward, a long dragon beard tentatively stretching out toward him.

Du Yu was quite puzzled in his heart.

In front of an Ancient Demon Saint, he was as fragile as paper.

But did she really need to be so careful?

"Smack!"

Before Du Yu could react, the dragon beard that had reached him suddenly accelerated, revealing its true colors.

The icy dragon beard, in almost an instant, bound Du Yu up tight and secure!

Du Yu: "..."

I thought you were afraid of hurting me,

But it turns out you were luring and trapping Your Highness?

"Eh?" Du Yu only felt his vision blur.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain lightly parted lips and teeth, swallowed Du Yu into her mouth, and then dove beneath Purple Marsh Lake.

"No, Qingci." Du Yu steadied himself against dragon's teeth, "You're at a critical moment in your cultivation—you need to focus fully."

Suddenly, a cool, clear voice echoed in Du Yu's mind: "Be quiet."

Du Yu: "..."

The chilly dragon tongue undulated like ocean waves, tossing Du Yu this way and that.

In the pitch black, a faint red shimmer surfaced over Du Yu's eyeballs, and only then could he barely figure out his position.

He held back again and again but ended up staying quiet, not making another sound.

Perhaps sensing her own behavior was a bit much, the cool voice sounded again in Du Yu's mind: "Do you have something else?"

Du Yu: "Not at the moment, no."

"Then just stay with me for a while."

"You... what's wrong?" With a hand pressed to the cold dragon tongue bed, Du Yu asked with concern.

Ever since entering the dragon's mouth, Du Yu's Demon Soul had been linked with Celestial Cyan Porcelain's.

Naturally, he sensed something was off with her!

Her mood was very low.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain let out a soft sigh: "Qingci is dull-witted—I've pondered for so long, but still can't grasp the teachings of the Golden Crow Saint."

Du Yu hurried to comfort her: "It's only been a few days, Qingci, don't be so discouraged."

Burning Sun drifted out too, little hands pressing onto the dragon tongue: "Don't be sad, Qingci.

This is Supreme Level, a stage that shares life with Heaven and Earth.

It's not Mortal Level or Earth Level; how could it possibly be so easy~?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain remained uncheered: "Mm."

Du Yu finally understood why Celestial Cyan Porcelain wanted his company.

Thinking it through, he could understand where her sense of letdown came from.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain had lived for centuries as an Ancient Demon Saint; in terms of power, she was absolutely ready.

All this time, Celestial Cyan Porcelain thought it was the loss of her most crucial Core Demon Soul, taken away by Purple Abyss Water Drops, that caused her cultivation to stall.

Of course, that was partly the reason for her stagnation in strength.

But when Purple Abyss Water and the Core Demon Soul returned, making Celestial Cyan Porcelain truly "whole" again—

Things turned out completely different from what she'd expected.

This Demon Taming Heaven and Earth had truly taught her a lesson.

The Supreme was by no means something easily attained.

She wanted so much to sign a contract with Du Yu, but instead could only remain at the bottom of Purple Marsh Lake day after day, wasting her time.

Little Fen Yang continued to console: "Even if you have everything prepared—even if you know the truth of it—

Cultivating to Supreme Level still requires a stroke of fate.

After all, we're all trying to walk among the laws themselves, to become Heaven and Earth."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "I'm a little afraid that my talent and potential aren't enough for Supreme cultivation."

Hearing this, Du Yu's heart tightened.

The image of Great Breeder Su Ming'an flashed through his mind.

Aunt Su was just a Demon Tamer.

With her knowledge and experience, was it because she didn't understand the Demon Taming World deeply enough?

Of course not!

To put it bluntly, it was simply that Su Ming'an's talent and potential weren't enough.

In fact, being stuck at the Demon Tamer stage wasn't so bad—it was at the hardest pinch point: gathering and forming a Demon Soul.

How many countless low-level Demon Tamer Prentices and Demon Tamer Journeymen in this world are stuck at a Small Tier, unable to make the least progress for a lifetime?

Talent truly is like a Celestial Chasm.

Du Yu's mind spun as he comforted her: "You once told me—your clan had Supreme Dragon Transformation."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain sighed: "There once was... but more often..."

For once, Du Yu spoke firmly, his tone serious, abruptly interrupting her: "Your talent is definitely enough, and you even have the Supreme Treasure, Purple Abyss Water Drops, with you.

On the path of cultivation, you must never doubt what's ahead!"

This principle was one Master Qing had taught Du Yu from early on.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain fell silent, dragon head drooping slowly at the lake bottom.

Little Fen Yang quietly floated back into Du Yu's body: "Du Yu, Du Yu~"

"Hmm?" Du Yu, palm on the cold dragon tongue bed, was still wondering how to keep comforting his Demon Saint.

Little Fen Yang: "Take back your Demon Soul for a bit."

Du Yu immediately drew in his Demon Soul, making sure the conversation now was just between him and the little crow.

Little Fen Yang: "She's too impatient."

Du Yu: "Her mindset's wrong, huh."

Little Fen Yang: "Mmhmm, Qingci's expectations are so high, but she's far too anxious.

After the water drop and Demon Soul came back, Qingci missed her chance at a breakthrough, so her mindset got unbalanced.

If this vicious cycle keeps up, she might lose her way and walk into a dead end."

Overthinking it?

Du Yu grew worried: "Then what should we do?"

Little Fen Yang: "Change her daily routine—get her out of her current rut first."

"Mm!" Du Yu nodded firmly.

When humans break through, they still have to "wait for the heavens," for the promotion window to open.

For Celestial Cyan Porcelain to reach Supreme Level, she probably needs fate and sparks of insight even more.

"Let's go, Qingci."

"Where to?"

Du Yu: "Let's go beneath the Shatang Tree. You always loved to nap there. Hasn't it been a long time since you slept?"

Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "I'm still cultivating."

Du Yu patted the cold dragon tongue, his voice gentle: "Be good."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain was silent for a long while, then slowly rose upward.

That's it!

Du Yu's heart stirred.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain once said her homeland was in the Southern Sea Region of the Great Xia Continent.

Her description was vague, but if Elder Yan Jiang's journey was any guide…

Elder Yan Jiang set out from Celestial Province, traveled all the way south, searching for home.

Eventually, he reached the sea and met Celestial Cyan Porcelain, who had been driven ashore and gravely injured.

To the south of Celestial Paradise is, naturally, Yunnan Province.

Meaning, Celestial Cyan Porcelain's homeland ought to be in the southern sea region of Yunnan.

Even if that's not her home, that sea once nearly destroyed her—almost claimed her life.

So, to change Celestial Cyan Porcelain's predicament and get her out of her "environment"…

Return to roam the Yunnan Sea?

Take her revenge—

Fight through, set her mind at ease?

But those enemies from centuries ago have probably long perished by now.

Maybe the children can pay for their fathers' debts… Well, that's for later.

If the enemies are too weak, Celestial Cyan Porcelain likely couldn't care less about them.

To Great Xia People, there are two places no one dares touch.

First is Bottomless, second is the deep sea.

Actually, "deep" isn't even necessary—these days, those who live on land don't even dare venture into shallow seas.

Because the sea is overrun with Demon Beasts, just like Bottomless—it's a forbidden zone for the Human Race.

But with Celestial Cyan Porcelain at his side,

No matter how deep the sea, Du Yu could sound its depths!

Take her home, revisit old places—he could surely ease Celestial Cyan Porcelain out of this mood.

If he could find a few kin of hers, wouldn't that be wonderful?

The Dragon Turtle Race is supposedly extinct—no one's ever seen them—but who knows what's hidden in the deep sea?

With these thoughts, Du Yu scrambled forward.

The icy dragon tongue undulated like the tide, and after a few rises and falls, tossed little Du Yu right back: "Where are you going?"

"Qingci, go to sleep for a bit. I'll be right back!"