I Have a Golden Crow-Chapter 572 - 415 Celestial Being · Godslayer

On Moon Lion Mountain, deep within the dense forest.

A middle-aged man with a purple scarf wrapped around his head was pacing back and forth under a tree, looking deeply unsettled.

Suddenly, his footsteps halted, and he jerked his head to look to the right!

Yet, there was nothing there but trees and weeds—nothing unusual at all.

"What’s wrong with me?" The man clutched his purple scarf and ripped it off, revealing a shiny bald head.

Suppressing his panic, he looked up toward the northern sky.

The Thundercloud Roc soared through the sky, surveying the area around Moon Lion Mountain, apparently noticing nothing amiss.

The bald man placed a hand on his left chest: "Why am I so uneasy, why... who’s there?!"

"Jingle jingle~ jing~"

A crisp bell rang out from deep within the forest.

In that moment, the bald man felt more than just palpitations; even his temples throbbed violently!

His body, no longer under his control, sprang through the trees, flying past trunk after trunk, until finally, two slender shadows came into view!

The bald man: !!!

Black trench coats, black figures.

Who are they?

My body, my... damn it!

Move!

Move, damn you, move!!!

"Zzt."

The man’s mouth dropped open as he felt a searing blade pierce his heart.

His throat went sweet; it felt as though blood was trickling from his lips.

In his blurring vision, the face of a woman beneath a pitch-black hood grew ever more indistinct; even the pain in his own body faded into numbness.

As if it were all a dream, unreal and remote.

Are these Death Gods?

Was it because I failed the expectations of the Yue Mountain God, and now my reckoning has come...

"Bell." Yang Qingqing spoke coolly, slowly drawing out the Flaming Saber.

"Whoosh~"

The Mountain and Sea Bell flickered and vanished; the corpse in the woman’s hand faded away without a sound.

She shook the flame from her Flaming Saber, turned and glanced to the sky, watching the Thundercloud Roc fly farther and farther away: "Pretty quick to run."

After sensing the contract had broken, the Thundercloud Roc didn’t even look back?

Whenever a Demon Tamer gets into trouble, normally, a Demon Pet would hurry to check on them, right?

Avenging its master, maybe even fighting to the death—that would make sense.

But this Thundercloud Roc, as if freed from its chains, fled Moon Lion Mountain without a backward glance.

This was nothing like a normal human-and-pet relationship, speaking volumes about the man’s character.

In this light, his final prayers to the Divine seemed cheaper than ever.

"Let’s go. Up the mountain."

"Right." Du Yu quickly surveyed the surroundings. "Master Qing, if you had Mountain Earth Concealment, the two of us could sneak... uh, safely search together."

Yang Qingqing: "..."

Am I being despised by my own apprentice?

Noticing the look in her eyes, Du Yu scratched his head. "Master Qing, perhaps you should wait in the Sea Realm first. If anything happens, I’ll call you out."

Yang Qingqing thought about it, then nodded slightly.

After recalling Master Qing into the Sea Realm, Du Yu called for the Shadow Gu Tower. "Little Tower."

"Master?"

Du Yu: "Refine more Demon Breath for me. Opening and closing the gate so often burns through a lot."

Shadow Gu Tower: "Yes."

"Thanks." With gratitude in his heart, Du Yu’s figure silently sank into the earth.

The path to the mountain summit was absolutely unimpeded.

Apart from a possible few guards, there wasn’t even a hint of life anywhere on Moon Lion Mountain.

Had the Purple Lion Corps, for secrecy’s sake, wiped out every wild beast and Demon Beast in the area?

Du Yu mused privately to himself, making his way up to the summit—never seeing a single sign of human habitation.

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but stone and trees...

"Screee~!"

From high above behind, came a distant bird’s call.

Du Yu’s heart jumped, and he instinctively shrank his face back into the earth.

"Sir! Four Lions, sir!" The Stone Chain Bird swooped above the forest, chasing a woman’s panicked voice.

By the cliffside, a giant hand suddenly gripped the edge of the precipice.

Next came a man with a scruffy beard, his face full of impatience, pulling himself up. "What’s all the shouting for?"

"Four Lions, sir." The woman released the Stone Chain Bird’s talon, dropping deftly to the ground. "I can’t get in touch with the other outer guards."

"Huh?" The bearded man straightened up, as if hearing something unbelievable.

The woman was anxious: "Earlier, I saw the bald guy’s Thundercloud Roc fly out of the mountains, so I tried to contact him to see what was up.

But he never answered!

I tried the other two captains—they didn’t respond either.

I took my Demon Pet around the perimeter, checked their usual posts—they were all gone."

Four Lions’ face changed, growing truly ugly: "Keep searching until you reach them. I’m headed to the bamboo forest to report."

"Understood!" The woman didn’t hesitate, leaping away.

The Stone Chain Bird swept low, gray talons grasping the woman’s arm, soaring off into the sky with her.

By the cliff, the bearded man brooded for a moment, then swung himself over the edge.

Far below, beneath a giant tree, the top half of Du Yu’s head quietly vanished.

"Crrraaash!"

The man called "Four Lions," with the scruffy beard, gripped the steep rock face and slid rapidly down.

A Demon Taming General without any flying or escaping Demon Skills?

Chunks of stone and dirt crumbled and skidded down under his iron-hard palm, roaring as they fell.

He slid for a thousand meters, relying on his steel grip, before reaching the valley floor far below.

At last he saw the purple bamboo forest at the bottom. Level with the bamboo leaves, he pushed off the wall and launched himself down.

Just as his hand was about to seize a stalk of purple bamboo...

"Jingle jingle~ jing~"

The bearded man’s body seized up, his mind thrown into utter chaos!

His massive frame pinwheeled downward!

There, at the bottom of the gorge, a pair of black-clad figures—one man, one woman—were waiting for him.

Evidently his sliding descent was far slower than Du Yu’s Earth Escape!

"Craaaash!"

Battle robe shredded!

"Zzt." The blade bit into flesh!

Purple-Scarfed Four Lions?

How was he any different from the outer "Four Generals" in purple scarves?

Nothing but a joke!

Yang Qingqing caught the man as he flew into her grasp, her blade hissing violently.

Perhaps as a sign of respect for a Demon Taming General, the woman clenched the hilt and stoked the flames of the Flaming Saber still skewering his heart, making them burn even fiercer.

Only when his heart was utterly incinerated, and the smell of charred flesh filled her nose, did she give Du Yu a look.

Du Yu instantly understood and summoned the Mountain and Sea Bell once more.

At the bottom of the dark ravine, all fell silent.

Only the purple bamboo forest swayed gently.

"Heh..." Yang Qingqing drew in a deep breath, exhaling slowly.

Three of the Purple-Scarf Four Generals down; one of the Purple-Scarf Four Lions, too.

This mission was going smoother than silk.

But this bamboo forest wasn’t as shrouded in mist as in the vision, was it?

"Master Qing!" Du Yu did his utmost to keep his voice down, hurriedly pointing up the slope.

"Four Lions?" A man, wind curling around his feet, drifted high over the bamboo sea, heading their way.

Clearly, the fuss raised by the bearded man had drawn more allies.

"Fou—"

"Jingle jingle~ jing~"

One comes, one dies.

Two come, two die!

Yang Qingqing’s beautiful eyes blazed with a ferocity never seen before.

Aura swirling like an Immortal Master, but her gaze teeming with killing intent!

Words like beautiful or valiant paled in comparison to Du Yu’s vision of his own Immortal Master...

She was a Celestial Being,

And more—a Godslayer!

Watching the tall, thin man hoisted by the throat, dangling in midair, Du Yu’s heart nearly burst from his chest!

This was no outer Four General, not some inconsequential Great Demon Tamer.

Those guarding the bamboo forest were true Demon Taming Generals!

And his own Immortal Master...

Undefeated at her level?!

In front of her, Demon Taming Generals might as well be housecats or strays.

So terrifying is the might of an Ancient Spiritual Artifact!

In years past, just how much slaughter did Nangong Ling of the Heart Slaying Garden sow with this Bell Bracelet...

"ROAR!!!"

Suddenly, a domineering lion’s roar exploded in their ears!

Unlike the previous bearded man, this tall, thin man’s Demon Pet was clearly a higher level.

Even with Yang Qingqing’s Demon Breath, backed by the powers of the Bell Bracelet, she couldn’t suppress the Demon Pet’s emergence!

Du Yu blanched, his knees knocking.

Panic overwhelming him, he quaked as he summoned the Mountain and Sea Bell.

"Whoosh~"

This time, the Mountain and Sea Bell appeared larger than ever before; in his fright, Du Yu could think of nothing else.

The Celestial Gate burst open, drawing in both corpses and pets, everyone swept up into the Mountain Realm.

"Steady your mind." Yang Qingqing was just as shaken, her voice trembling ever so slightly.

She was reminding Du Yu, and warning herself.

The alarm of master and apprentice was not from the battle, but from the Yue Mountain Lion’s Demon Skill—Yue Mountain Shake!

This was a signature sound-type Demon Skill of the Yue Mountain Lion clan.

To the people of East Persia, such a lion’s roar could shake mountains and move the earth—let alone rock the mind of a man!

Du Yu gritted his teeth, slapping himself hard on both cheeks: "Smack!"

He shook his head with force, trying to snap himself awake.

He couldn’t help it—the lion’s roar had gone off right in front of him.

And taking him by complete surprise, Du Yu was knocked senseless by the blast!

"Great Xia people?!" A rugged voice thundered, both shocked and furious.

Deep in the bamboo, a burly man fixed the pair with an unblinking, deadly stare.

And beside him was a woman of dazzling beauty.

Her figure lithe, every move exuding charm and allure.

But oddly enough, this woman didn’t seem to grasp their situation?

Even in the face of enemies, she clung to the man’s arm, like a Beauty Snake coiling and caressing him at every moment.

With the man’s shout, another purple-scarf-wearing middle-aged man and an elderly man appeared to their left and right.

The three parties formed a semicircle, hemming the duo in against the mountainside.

"Where did you send Three Lions?" the burly man bellowed, eyes wide with rage.

Evidently he had seen the whole Mountain and Sea Bell’s expansion and capture for himself.

"Bu Gu, don’t be mad." The Beauty Snake whispered softly into Bu Gu’s ear, "Just kill them."

Compared to the couple, the old man on the left was cooler, though his tone was deathly grim: "Great Xia people, why invade our Moon Lion Mountain?"

"Ha." Yang Qingqing sneered, blocking Du Yu with an arm and pushing him behind her, as if too disdainful for explanation.

Behind her, Du Yu was finally regaining his composure.

Pushed back with her force, he retreated, saying, "The moment you hid the Tai Sui Bamboo, you should’ve known.

Someday, somewhere,

The people of Great Xia would come calling on your doorstep."

Step by step, Du Yu retreated, his gaze pinned on the old man, as his body quietly melted into the mountain wall.

You must be Master Qing’s greatest threat, right?

Just pray you don’t end up in my hands...

Yang Qingqing looked at the three groups closing in by land and sky, her Demon Breath surging in waves!

"Whoosh!"

Heaven Returning Wood erupted from the ground, endless branches unfurling in all directions!

Invading Moon Lion Mountain?

Ha,

No, we’ve come to settle old scores!