I Have a Golden Crow

Chapter 984 - 632: Daoist Du and Little Beggar Li_3

I Have a Golden Crow

Chapter 984 - 632: Daoist Du and Little Beggar Li_3

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Chapter 984: Chapter 632: Daoist Du and Little Beggar Li_3

This is the true "Immortal’s Touch"!

Pure Demon Souls were sent out from the Shadow Gu Tower, flowing into the Baihui Acupoint at the girl’s head through Du Yu’s palm.

Demon Spirit Shiwei expanded to the limit time and again, leaving behind a few words: "Thank you."

Du Yu: "Thank you for what? Hurry up and strengthen the Demon Soul. Is the delivery speed sufficient?"

Demon Soul Lin Shi: "You can go full throttle."

Du Yu: "Oh?"

Demon Spirit Shiwei: "My Black Python Robe can devour everything; it not only can repair and strengthen the Demon Breath Battle Robe but also restore the wearer of the Spiritual Artifact himself."

"Understood." Holding General Lin’s Celestial Skull, Du Yu applied some more force.

Go ahead and devour!

Little Demon Soul, grow quickly... huh?

Why does my speaking style increasingly resemble Little Fen Yang’s.

Subconsciously, Du Yu turned his head towards Master Qing.

As if sensing something, Master Qing’s closed eyes reflected a pair of large orange-red eyes.

In those large eyes, there seemed to be a dot of longing.

With a comforting smile on his face, Du Yu thought, just wait a little longer, soon it’ll be alright.

As soon as the Rose Emperor Spirit recreates its body, I’ll take you home immediately.

Lin Shiwei: ???

What... what is that?

Is there a Demon Soul hidden within Master Qing?

Such a powerful Demon Soul, such a terrifying aura!

The girl’s face was rigid, and at the same time, the orange-red eyes in front of Master Qing instantaneously vanished.

Lin Shiwei paused for a while, struggling to regain her composure.

The special ascension stage gave her boundless perception!

Therefore, she also realized a particularly serious issue!

It was only when facing the Supreme Celestial Cyan Porcelain that she felt something like that.

Is that Demon Soul the Supreme!?

The mighty Great Demon Tamer, even the Demon Taming General, was utterly reduced to a small ant before this mysterious creature.

And not only that!

Intense emotions surged within Lin Shiwei’s heart.

Compared to the Celestial Cyan Porcelain, the impact she received from the appearance of this new Demon Soul was even stronger!

Celestial Cyan Porcelain is the supreme power, a Divine Spirit overlooking humanity.

But the mysterious Demon Soul that just appeared is on par with Celestial Cyan Porcelain, while offering her a sense of lineage continuity!

Why is this?

Among the myriad of Divine beings,

Lin Shiwei seemed to have found the origin of her own bloodline, discovering the deity she ought to worship!

"Focus." Du Yu exuded Demon Soul from his palm.

Demon Spirit Shiwei: "Who is it?"

Du Yu commanded again: "Focus!"

Lin Shiwei is an extremely stubborn person, but before Du Yu, she would restrain herself greatly.

But today was different.

Demon Spirit Shiwei: "Du Yu!"

Du Yu was silent for a while, the Demon Soul transmitting threads of thought: "It is the being that provides everything to both you and me."

Lin Shiwei visibly faltered, astonished: "Paper Crane?"

Du Yu: "All along, she called you Sister Shiwei."

With her mouth slightly agape, Lin Shiwei was filled with incredulity: "Wh-what?"

Du Yu gently rubbed the girl’s head: "Ascend; once successful, I’ll tell you everything... hmm?"

He turned to look, only to find Li Mengnan’s body violently trembling, with an overwhelming Demon Soul erupting!

Has she also initiated her ascension window?

"Du Yu." Li Mengnan looked pitiful, her hands trembling as they held out the Miaoxiang Bowl towards Du Yu.

She’s really becoming like a little beggar~

Those hands trembling as if she’d been hungry for several days.

Of course, Du Yu was willing to help and gestured towards Li Mengnan.

Li Mengnan’s face lit up joyously, her body stiff, as she painstakingly crawled over with a wooden bowl in hand.

Du Yu: "..."

He almost couldn’t hold back his laughter, while not far away, Yang Qingqing placed a hand on her forehead, exhaling deeply.

Her thumb and ring finger rubbed both temples, looking utterly weary.

It’s my disciple,

Yes, I personally accepted her.

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