I Have a Golden Crow

"Who would have thought, just as she started speaking, Elder Langao would stop her, saying, "Helping Xiaoyu obtain this Supreme is a great merit for us."

Du Yu keenly noticed that when Langao called his name again, the ’Yu’ no longer had the "-er" sound at the end.

Hmm... of course, he wouldn’t dwell on such matters.

Du Yu spoke, "Elder, you’re too kind. Once we return, I’ll burn a few sticks of incense for the Lady!"

"Hehe." Langao chuckled lightly and shook her head, "No need; the Lady has benefited immensely from this journey and needs quiet practice.

Xiaoyu, send us back to the human world."

The human world?

This term was somewhat unique.

"Alright." Du Yu looked around and saw that the disciples of the Cyan Sect were already waiting at the front hall entrance.

Du Yu summoned wind around his feet to harness fire and controlled the Yu’s Shield beneath Langao’s feet, heading toward the hall entrance: "Mengnan, take us out."

Li Mengnan looked at Elder Langao and whispered, "Elder, what about this Huangtu Temple?"

Langao turned around, gazing up at the main hall: "Since the temple has been built, there’s no reason to demolish it. The Earth Demon Breath inside this temple is dense and will last a long time.

Make good use of it..."

As she spoke, Langao’s words came to a halt, her face showing a puzzled expression.

Her cloudy eyes looked back and forth between Lin Shiwei and Jiang Feng.

Gradually, Langao realized!

I knew it; previously in the temple, I always felt something was off with the girl in black beside Xiaoyu.

Turns out they aren’t the same person...

While Langao was recognizing people, Li Mengnan was tempering her wild joy.

After all, with Master Qing here and Elder Langao too, the girl didn’t dare to be reckless.

But in her heart, she had already cheered countless times, "Great!"

"Mengnan, open the door quickly; the Lady needs quiet practice." Du Yu reminded.

"Oh, oh!" Li Mengnan made a gesture in the air, and the Seven Treasures Alms Staff appeared out of thin air, lightly tapping the ground with its handle.

"Ding~"

The surrounding scene kept spinning, and everyone returned to the space under the dark clouds.

Du Yu controlled Yu’s Shield, steadily carrying Elder Langao, and looked up.

Kui Chou had left for a while, yet the sky over the Mountain Realm was still shrouded in dark clouds.

It seems that Kui Chou’s residual power lingers still!

"Phew~"

Yang Qingqing waved her hand before her, and a scroll slowly opened.

"Moo!!!"

Kui Chou rushed out, no longer silent as before—it seemed it hadn’t eaten the Dixiu Tree Fruit this time.

"Rumble!"

Accompanied by the colossal beast returning to the dark clouds, thunderous sounds rolled, shaking the eight directions!

"Moo!" The coal-black bull’s head poked out from the dark clouds, its heavy and rough breathing blowing everyone downwards.

Little Fen Yang: "Why don’t you stay? Let’s have another round here?"

Du Yu: "..."

Langao shielded herself from the raging wind, looked at Du Yu beside her, and asked: "What did the Mountain Saint say?"

"I don’t know." Du Yu shook his head, "I haven’t signed a contract with it yet, so I don’t know what it’s calling it."

"Eh?" Little Fen Yang blinked its big eyes, "I already translated for you, Niuniu said..."

"Mhm, mhm." Du Yu nodded repeatedly.

Didn’t understand!

Couldn’t understand at all~

"Next time." A dignified voice suddenly emanated from within Langao, "Since the Mountain Saint has decided to be with Xiaoyu, you and I shall meet again."

"Moo~ Moo moo!"

Little Fen Yang: "Tch! You’re just making a scene here, hurry up and go, I’m sick of seeing you~"

"You all go down." Yang Qingqing said to the disciples, and then looked at Du Yu, "Let’s go, we’ll escort the elder back."

"Yes!" Du Yu immediately flipped his palm, and Bell Shadow flickered open.

Langao only felt a blur before her eyes, and the surroundings changed once more.

The group instantly returned to the main hall of Langao City·Huangtu Temple.

Du Yu looked around and noticed something different inside the hall.

All the divine sculptings in the hall were gone, leaving the great hall empty, except for the four of them.

Langao, Yang Qingqing, Du Yu, and... Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng had initially flown down with her junior brothers and sisters, but she was enveloped in Bell Shadow after flying only a few meters, and then transmitted here.

Slightly baffled, she immediately understood what her junior brother wanted to do.

She turned around to see Du Yu and Yang Qingqing standing side by side, while Langao knelt on a mat, pressing her hands against the ground.

An astonishing wave of energy radiated out, clearly indicating that Empress Huangtu had returned to the temple’s center.

The next scene left Du Yu clicking his tongue in admiration.

Beneath three walls, mud surged and quickly formed the contours of divine sculptings.

As the towering figures of Empress Huangtu, over ten meters high, were reconstructed, diverse forms of divine sculptings were also reshaped by the mud.

More bizarrely, these statues are actually colorful!

The Empress Huangtu’s magnificent big red brocade, the exquisite golden phoenix crown, made Du Yu silently click his tongue.

"Hmm?" Du Yu suddenly turned his head.

He saw the ground, where thick mud was also pouring out.

A number of kindly-looking old ladies were piecing together and forming, stepping around, indistinguishable from real people!

In the distance, before the tightly closed main hall doors, the mud was constantly swirling, forming gray-robed figures one by one.

There were men and women of various heights.

Clear Moonlight·Clay Creatures!

It was only then that Du Yu realized that all the old ladies he had seen inside the temple, including the gray-robed people who had closed the hall doors earlier, were all representations of the Empress Huangtu!

"Xiaoyu."

"Elder." Du Yu looked towards Langao.

Langao knelt on a cushion, eyes closed and head bowed: "Do you have more to say to this old woman?"

"Ah..." Du Yu embarrassedly scratched his head, and turned to look at Jiang Feng.

Jiang Feng understood and immediately stepped forward quickly.

Du Yu: "Elder, this is my senior sister, her main focus is the Earth element, and her main strength is also a Mud Po Goddess Sculpture."

Langao slightly turned her head, glancing at Jiang Feng from the corner of her eye.

Statue, perhaps vague.

But during the battle before, Langao had indeed noticed that Mud Po Goddess Sculpture kneeling far away.

Yang Qingqing timely stepped back a few steps, her beautiful eyes watching Du Yu, silently observing him arranging each matter.

Appreciation, and reassurance.

Du Yu whispered: "I was thinking, maybe my senior sister could listen to the Lady’s teachings here, or assist the elder by serving tea or water."

"Hehe." Langao couldn’t help but chuckle.

She glanced again at Jiang Feng, 1 second, 2 seconds, 3 seconds...

Langao’s smile gradually faded, Jiang Feng’s heart growing increasingly tense!

Slowly, Langao shook her head.

Du Yu was also a bit disappointed, it seemed the interview didn’t go well?

Langao gently sighed: "Young friend, the heart is not calm."

Jiang Feng bowed her head, appearing respectful: "The elder is right, I do have many goals I want to achieve."

Langao bowed her head again, closed her eyes, and softly said: "Having stepped into the mortal world, all are doomed to a fragile fate."

Jiang Feng’s face froze, looking at the thin figure before her.

She didn’t know what the elder had perceived.

But those words...

Langao softly said: "Wait until the young friend’s heart is calm, then speak again."

"Yes." Jiang Feng lowered her head, bowed, "Thank you elder for your guidance."

Langao no longer responded, reverting back to her contemplative demeanor.

Seeing this, Yang Qingqing signaled to Du Yu.

"Then we won’t disturb the elder’s meditation." Du Yu spoke up.

Langao gently nodded: "Go, Xiaoyu, I will be here waiting for you."

Once again, those words.

This time, Du Yu no longer felt puzzled, instead feeling warmth in his heart.

Little Fen Yang quietly murmured, "This old lady is so nice, always helping us."

"Yes." Du Yu responded in his mind, clasping his hands in respect towards Langao’s thin figure, "Alright, farewell, elder."

He then looked up at the solemn and dignified Empress Huangtu: "Farewell, Lady!"

The enormous statue of Empress Huangtu quietly "manifested," she gently nodded, with a slight amiable smile on her face.

Du Yu and the others dared not linger, immediately stepping away.

"Wait!" In the midst of leaving, Du Yu suddenly spoke up, raising and repeatedly gesturing with his hand.

The gray-robed men and women standing in front of the main hall doors fully resembled real people, turning to look upon hearing the voice.

"Allow us!" Du Yu quickly stepped towards the main hall’s front doors, "Senior Sister."

The Lady has labored hard, let me open these main hall doors!

At this moment, the gray-robed men and women were no longer real.

They watched Du Yu, different expressions yet revealing an entirely consistent amiable smile, progressively stepping back.

Du Yu and Jiang Feng arrived at the tightly closed front doors, each moved to one side, gripping the horizontal beams, and pulled open with force.

"Creak! Creak..."

Open the doors, receive the incense!

Simultaneously, the gray-robed men and women before the doors on both sides opened the side hall doors together.

"Creak! Creak..."

Amidst the clattering sound, countless worshippers kneeling or standing outside, all raised their eyes to look.

The incense before the altar remained prosperous,

Through the strands of drifting incense smoke, the worshippers saw deep inside the main hall, sitting in the principal seat, the majestic and holy Empress Huangtu.