I Have a Golden Crow

Inside the massive bull head pieced together by thunder and lightning, Kui Chou’s cow eyes were wide open, filled with disbelief.

"Mountain Realm Saint." The Mud Po Goddess Sculpture suddenly spoke.

"Crack! Crack..."

To everyone’s surprise, the Huangtu Temple continued to crumble?

It seemed as if the endless energy contained within the temple was being drawn out by those muddy feet.

"You lost." As the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture spoke again, she exerted tremendous force at her feet, clutching the Thunder Bull Horn and fiercely pushing upward!

"Moo~~~" Kui Chou let out an angry bull roar, his massive body spinning continuously, flying backward into the dark clouds.

"Whoosh!"

Violent airflow swept up layers of yellow sand, erratically dancing around.

Most of the sand and Earth Demon Breath merged into the Huangtu Temple, while a small portion of the airflow burst outward in all directions.

The Huangtu Temple silently healed, supporting the proud and towering Empress Huangtu above.

After the tempest, there was a sudden solemn stillness in the world!

Du Yu’s heart rate accelerated, he clenched his fists tightly, did he succeed?

Can I... sign a contract with the Ancient Niuniu now?

Little Fen Yang secretly watched this scene, whispering, "This temple is pretty impressive, huh."

Looking at the towering Empress Huangtu, Du Yu’s heart was filled with joy: "You’re the impressive one, Little Fen Yang! Elder Langao said before that your contributions are immense!

You see, just when we burned this incense, the Lady stood up promptly!"

"Poof~" As soon as Du Yu finished speaking, the hollow bamboo inserted into the soil in front of him suddenly shattered into wisps of Fire Demon Breath, gradually dissipating into the world.

"Hehe~" Little Fen Yang’s voice was charming, "So can silly Niuniu join us now?"

"I think he can, right?" Du Yu looked delighted, "Kui Chou has always been true to his word."

Little Fen Yang happily cheered, "Yay~!"

"Haha." Du Yu was also infected by this joyful cheer, and couldn’t help but show a slight smile.

He felt the joy of victory and beautiful expectations for his future Demon Taming career.

But more importantly, his smile reflected a fondness for Little Fen Yang.

A little Golden Crow, innocent and lively.

Such a beautiful spirit deserves an even more beautiful path in the demon life, rather than being melancholy with unfulfilled wishes.

Sometimes, emotions don’t need to be imagined so complicated.

A pure and cute smiling face can be everything.

"Moo~ Moo! Moo moo moo!"

From high up above came a series of agitated bull calls, loud and urgent, sounding as if cursing?

Du Yu snapped back to reality and looked up.

Beneath the distant dark clouds, Kui Chou was throwing a tantrum.

Du Yu couldn’t imagine that one day he would use such words to describe the Mountain Realm Saint, Kui Chou.

When others throw a tantrum, it’s usually just lying on the ground, flailing limbs randomly.

Kui Chou’s tantrum was quite high-level.

His hooves were wrapped in lightning, kicking in the air, spinning around while jumping chaotically.

Little Fen Yang immediately translated: "Wowee! I’m so pissed off~"

Du Yu: "..."

Little Fen Yang: "Demon cheats! You cheat!"

Gradually, the earth returned to silence, and the Huangtu Temple that had been gently trembling was finally fully repaired, no longer shaking.

Atop the main hall, the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture closed her muddy eyes and stood quietly.

She didn’t respond to Kui Chou’s words, and at her feet, a layer of soil gradually covered her.

Exquisite anklets and other ornaments were covered with soil skin, then complemented by the reassembled Xiapei.

Everyone present witnessed the complete transformation of the Mud Po Goddess Sculpture into the Empress Huangtu!

The resplendent Xiapei appeared again, from bottom to top, and when it covered her left side’s spine, countless mud hands naturally fell, seeming to merge into her body?

The damaged phoenix crown atop her head was also restored to exquisite splendor through the mud’s repair, a work of art.

She raised her left hand, infinite earth swirling beneath her muddy palm, gently brushing across her face.

Like a Sichuan opera face change, just much slower.

As her palm brushed across her face, a solemn and sacred visage appeared before the world.

"Moo! Moo~ Moo~ Moo!!!"

In the sky, Kui Chou was still burning with anger, continuing to rant.

The Empress Huangtu on the main hall clasped her hands together and spoke gently: "Mountain Saint, it seems this battle of skills, the Huangtu side has the upper hand."

Here, the Empress Huangtu said "the Huangtu side" rather than claiming credit herself.

Many people caught the meaning within the Empress Huangtu’s words, but an irate Kui Chou seemed to overlook this detail.

Only saw Kui Chou’s tantrum halt abruptly, turning his head downward: "You’re lying! You said you would catch it barehanded?

This broken temple is your domain, huh?

Don’t try to fool me, I felt it!"

The Empress Huangtu lifted her eyelids, but did not argue: "This temple is a demon skill, calling it the Huangtu Domain is inaccurate.

But the temple is indeed a sort of medium."

"Hmph!" Kui Chou’s expression turned sour, speaking each word through clenched teeth, "This battlefield is unfair!"

The Empress Huangtu gently shook her head: "I know what the Mountain Saint has in mind, but this world, the Huangtu is visiting for the first time, this battlefield isn’t my home turf.

The realm of Huangtu is never a location, least of all a temple."

"Hmm?" Kui Chou stared intently at the Empress Huangtu, as if trying to see through the divine shell to glimpse the cunning Mud Po within.

The Empress Huangtu calmly spoke: "There’s no need for the Mountain Saint to be upset, the Huangtu’s slight advantage is thanks to experts’ guidance."