I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 538 - 390 Fingertips produce flowers

Returning to the table once more, Du Yu looked at the man in the red robe: "You want to live, you don’t wish to fall."

The Jiangshan Map nodded silently, watching the pair of man and woman.

He had once served an old master and had seen all kinds of powerful people from the Human Race and Beast Race. He had also fantasized about what kind of creatures he would encounter when he re-emerged.

At this moment, the two people before him truly had the appearance of Celestial Beings!

Not to mention, there were the dual gods of the Sea Realm protecting them on either side.

At this moment, the Jiangshan Map had already recognized the Shatang Tree and the Celestial Cyan Porcelain and secretly thought to himself that his previous behavior was reckless.

This tree and Dragon Turtle were evidently the two most powerful creatures of the Sea Realm’s prison!

Even these two Demon Saints were their Demon Pets and Demonic Plant...

Following these two individuals would not be a grievance, but rather a tremendous honor!

Du Yu slightly tilted his head, gesturing towards the woman next to him: "My master will live for a very, very long time."

The man in the red robe was very perceptive, his attitude respectful and humble.

He knelt on one knee upon the scroll, clasped his fists, and saluted: "Willing to sign a contract with the new master."

Du Yu: "..."

He had never encountered a situation where an Ancient Spiritual Artifact accepted the outcome without question.

It felt like in ancient times when a lord recruited warriors who were at large?

Add a phrase like "The lord’s benevolence, I am willing to serve to the death," it would have the perfect ring to it.

Before the leaf-long table, Yang Qingqing silently watched the red-robed Artifact Spirit before her.

Since it was a gift from her apprentice, naturally, there was no reason to let it be given to others.

She no longer hesitated, reaching out and placing a hand on the red-robed Artifact Spirit’s head.

"Phew~"

In just a few seconds, the Seven-foot Map of the Realm abruptly folded and merged into Yang Qingqing’s body.

Du Yu looked at the back of the Immortal Master, feeling only a cold and slippery sensation against his cheek.

"Hmm?" He raised his hand, holding the Dragon Beard beside his face.

Du Yu could sense that the Celestial Cyan Porcelain was very satisfied, secretly pleased that she could provide aid to her master.

For such a long time, the Celestial Cyan Porcelain had already understood the existence relationship between the master and the disciple.

The Celestial Cyan Porcelain also gradually realized why the Shatang Tree was so respectful towards Yang Qingqing.

A few minutes later, Yang Qingqing suddenly waved her hand.

In front of her, a seven-foot Jiangshan Map appeared strikingly.

It floated in the air, forming waves, and the vast mountains and rivers within it became ever more magnificent the more one looked.

"So, this is your true purpose."

Upon hearing Master Qing’s words, Du Yu felt his heart tighten and hurriedly asked: "What is the purpose of the Jiangshan Map?"

Yang Qingqing just smiled: "The feeling of dominating the heavens and the earth cannot be forgotten."

"Ah?" Du Yu was slightly startled, yet saw the woman’s fingers lightly tap the scroll.

Then, the world within the painting actually moved?

The most obvious change was in the near view, where the waterfall atop the high mountain began to cascade down.

Du Yu couldn’t help but blink his eyes,

Is this really an "animated picture"?

As Yang Qingqing lowered her hand, the area her fingertips touched suddenly produced several wild geese, flying distantly towards the horizon.

Du Yu: ???

Creating something from nothing?

And the creation is not a dead thing, but a living being?

He took a few steps forward, as the wild geese in the picture gradually flew far away, their figures becoming smaller and smaller.

Du Yu asked: "This?"

Yang Qingqing: "The Jiangshan within the picture is dominated by the owner of the Spiritual Artifact, Demon Breath can transform into all things."

The finger as the brush, the Breath as the ink.

Flowers bloom under the hand!

Du Yu whispered: "So Master Qing is invincible, huh?"

Yang Qingqing smiled and glanced at Du Yu: "Things created have a duration, not permanence."

Du Yu: "That’s still very impressive. Can Master Qing create Demon Beasts?"

"Yes, its old master truly wasted this Spiritual Artifact." Yang Qingqing felt everything at length.

Du Yu’s heart was stirred: "So we can trap the enemy in the world of the picture, then paint a large number of Demon Beasts to attack the enemy?"

Yang Qingqing’s fingertip tapped the scroll again.

In an instant, where her finger touched, appeared a Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle!

Du Yu was shocked!

Really, could it be that even a Demon Saint could be created?

One could see the Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle entangled with Wandering Dragons at its feet, soaring in the sky, in a leisurely manner.

Yang Qingqing spoke: "The more powerful the creature, the more energy it consumes, and the shorter its duration."

Du Yu couldn’t help but marvel inwardly.

So within the Jiangshan Realm, it was completely the domain of the Spiritual Artifact’s owner!

Yang Qingqing is the True God within the Jiangshan Realm, doing as she pleases!

Du Yu immediately said: "We don’t necessarily have to create powerful creatures, even slightly altering the battlefield environment can put the enemy to death."

For a high-level battlefield, a small detail change can determine the outcome!

The true function of the Jiangshan Map should not be limited to sealing all things.

But after trapping the enemy in the world of the picture, the Spiritual Artifact’s owner can kill invisibly, decide victory from a thousand miles away!

Yang Qingqing slightly frowned: "To control the world within the picture, I can only cast spells before this painting.

If I myself enter it, then I cannot change this realm."

Du Yu: "Can we directly erase the enemy?"

Yang Qingqing shook her head: "No, objective physical existence cannot be erased."

As she spoke, the Sea-devouring Dragon Turtle soaring in the sky suddenly disappeared, as if it had never existed.

"That’s it?" Du Yu scratched his head, it was too fast!

The dragon turtle in the painting didn’t even participate in the battle, it was just wandering around.

If the dragon turtle really got involved in a fight, wouldn’t it end up using a Demon Skill to kill itself?

Yang Qingqing: "The duration of creatures within the picture is determined in part by their strength, and in part by the total amount of Demon Breath I expend."

She spoke softly, summoning the White Jade Scroll with one hand.

Her fingers lightly brushed over the words on the White Jade Scroll, and she suddenly said, "From now on, you’ll be called Seven-foot."

Jiangshan Map (Seven-foot): "Yes."

Yang Qingqing: "I don’t like the form of your artifact spirit either."

Slowly, a man draped in a red robe emerged from the painting, revealing half of his body.

Seven-foot looked at his master and, without hesitation, his form quietly changed.

In just three seconds, a Du Yu robed in bright red and composed entirely of red mist appeared in front of Yang Qingqing.

Du Yu: "..."

This cunning woman wants to harm me!

Where on earth have you put me into the camp of the Heart Slaying Garden?

Yang Qingqing’s eyes carried a hint of amusement as she sized up the new form of the artifact spirit: "Quite a bit of thought went into this."

Seven-foot was secretly delighted, knowing he made the right choice, and his figure gradually retreated back into the painting.

Beside him, Du Yu was a bit dumbfounded. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

What does this mean, is this form really set?

Yang Qingqing: "Tell me about the Heart Slaying Garden, everything you know. Tell me everything."

Du Yu tugged at Rotten Master Qing’s sleeve, unable to suppress his eagerness: "Master Qing, you ask away while I take a look inside the Jiangshan Realm?"

"Alright." Rotten Master Qing stepped forward, apparently intending to accompany Du Yu.

With Yang Qingqing guarding the painting, there was naturally no need to worry about any accidents.

Under a slight suction, the two quickly entered the Jiangshan Realm. Subsequently, their figures appeared on the painting as well.

Immediately, a Dust Spirit Deer appeared in the painting, vivid and lifelike.

Well, it was a living creature to begin with.

The Bai Yujing flew downward, stably catching Du Yu and Rotten Master Qing.

Watching this scene in the painting, Yang Qingqing couldn’t help but secretly marvel.

Meanwhile, within the Jiangshan Map.

"Nai~~~" The Bai Yujing stood steadily in mid-air, the deer’s cries echoing across the sky.

Du Yu looked around: "Master Qing, can you see me on the painting?"

Rotten Master Qing: "Yes."

"It’s truly amazing." Du Yu turned around and waved at the sky behind him.

Under the Shatang Tree, Yang Qingqing shook her head with a smile, the small figure in the painting hadn’t lost its direction, the "camera" was aligned perfectly.

Rotten Master Qing patted Du Yu’s shoulder: "Alright, let’s explore a bit."

"Let’s go~" Du Yu nudged the deer’s belly gently, gazing at the solitary boat on the distant river.

Just as the Bai Yujing flew downward, its body suddenly tilted: "Nai?"

Compared to the tilting Du Yu, Rotten Master Qing was evidently prepared, holding onto the deer’s back securely.

Right in the Bai Yujing’s path, a Little Grey Sparrow appeared out of nowhere, startling the Immortal Deer.

"Chirp~" The Little Grey Sparrow was unafraid of humans.

It changed its flying direction, and following Rotten Master Qing’s raised hand, landed on the woman’s hand.

Du Yu: "Master Qing, can you freely manipulate the creatures in the painting?"

Rotten Master Qing stroked the Little Grey Sparrow, as if confirming its authenticity: "Yes, as long as I drew it."

"That’s really neat." Du Yu suddenly thought of something, "Master Qing, can you paint me a bowl of spicy hotpot?"

Rotten Master Qing: "..."

She suddenly had an impulse to kick her disciple off: "Things drawn are essentially Demon Breath."

Du Yu: "I know, I want to see if it has flavor."

Hearing this, Rotten Master Qing did not refute.

Under the Shatang Tree, Yang Qingqing lightly sketched on the scroll with her fingers.

Within the Jiangshan Realm, in Rotten Master Qing’s palm, an apple suddenly appeared.

Du Yu took the fruit without hesitation and bit into it.

"Poof~"

He couldn’t taste the fruit; the apple dissipated into a gust of Demon Breath, blown away by the wind.

"Alright." Du Yu felt a bit disappointed; if it could be more realistic, it would’ve been better.

"Nai~" The Bai Yujing called out softly, its speed suddenly decreasing.

Snow Hoof slowly landed on the roof of the solitary boat, which was slightly larger than Du Yu had imagined.

It was a black canopy boat, with a wooden oar hidden inside the cabin.

"Chirp Chirp~" The Little Grey Sparrow flew onto Bai Yujing’s antlers, weaving through the intricate branches.

Du Yu watched for a moment, sensing something amiss: "The control can be this delicate?"

"Chirp~" The Little Grey Sparrow landed on the antlers, its tiny head gently nudging the colorful flowers.

Rotten Master Qing: "The Seven-foot Map of the Realm is not a gate, but a world of its own."

Du Yu: "So Master Qing knows everything within the painting?"

"Mostly."

Du Yu quickly asked: "Is there really no creature in the Jiangshan Realm? Not a single Demon Beast?"

Rotten Master Qing shook her head.

Du Yu felt distressed: "This spiritual artifact in the hands of Jiangshan is truly a waste! It’s a world of its own, and you didn’t even leave a Demon Saint to guard it."

Obviously, getting a world wasn’t enough for Du Yu; he was still thinking about the potential Ancient Demon Saint within the painting...

"Heh." Rotten Master Qing chuckled, her silhouette twirling as she landed gracefully at the prow of the black canopy boat.

The river flowed gently, smoke and waves stretched vast and boundless.

Distant green mountains unfolded endlessly, a magnificent spectacle to behold.

A disciple truly gifted her a realm.

And it was a realm she could control freely, wholly under her mastery.

"Heh..." Under the Shatang Tree, Yang Qingqing exhaled a deep breath.

As previously mentioned, regarding who should be more grateful between herself and her disciple, it’s now hard to tell.

Perhaps it doesn’t need to be counted so meticulously.

After all,

The road ahead is long.