Chapter 1314 - 833: Thunder Holy Soldier! (Part 2)

Du Yu felt a little embarrassed and said, "A Cold Beast Demon Saint like this... there really isn’t any suitable place to put it..."

Flowing Fire suddenly said, "You can put it on Dragon Ship Flower Island."

"Huh?" The sudden suggestion left Du Yu somewhat stunned.

The others also looked puzzled and turned their gazes to Du Yu.

The Saint of Flowing Fire drifted out and explained the situation to everyone: "The Dragon Ship needs to burn some Cold Qi."

"Burn Cold Qi?"

"Yes. Strictly speaking, the Dragon Ship doesn’t need to do this, but after drifting in this world for over a hundred years, its state of existence has undergone some changes."

Flowing Fire paused for a moment, then continued explaining: "Burning Cold Qi can nourish the Dragon Ship and make its flowers even more brilliantly colored."

Lin Shiwei spoke up: "Survival of the fittest?"

Was this some sort of evolution?

The Saint of Flowing Fire said, "If there were no Cold Qi, then forget it.

But since we have such conditions, we can let the Cold Beast Demon Saint occupy the island. The Cold Qi it releases will be burned by the Dragon Ship."

Du Yu sharply caught on to one particular word: we.

The aloof Lord Flowing Fire actually used a word like that; it really made Du Yu’s heart blossom with joy!

Yes, exactly!

It’s us!

"Heh." Rarely, Flowing Fire let out a soft chuckle, clearly aware of Du Yu’s mood.

"Alright then, I’ll send Three Holy Han over too, and have the White Jade Dragon properly release Cold Qi to feed the Dragon Ship."

This way, Three Holy Han would also get a share of the benefits. While restraining the White Jade Dragon, it could also cultivate Cold Qi itself.

Flowing Fire said, "Thank you, Du Yu."

"Thank you for what? We’re all on the same side." Du Yu smiled.

The only pity was that Three Holy Han would no longer be able to accompany Jing Chen.

A ’wild’ horse like Jing Chen naturally couldn’t obediently stay put on an island.

Looks like he’d have to find someone to sign a Contract with Jing Chen!

As long as they could contact Jing Chen at any time, it could roam freely on its own throughout the Mountain Realm.

When there was a mission, they could just call it back.

Of course, Jing Chen could never enter a Human Race Acupoint Home, and couldn’t stay by a Demon Tamer’s side.

Other than Du Yu, Jing Chen would never acknowledge anyone else, so the person who signed the Contract with Jing Chen would only be in a liaison officer role.

So now the question was, who should he pick?

Senior Brother Fu had no spare Acupoint Homes, and he, like Du Yu, was part of the combat sequence; better not occupy any of his acupoints.

Hmm... and who knew whether Senior Brother Li Jing had any free acupoints?

While Du Yu was mulling over expanding his pool of tools—cough, helpers—on this side, Master Qing had already transformed the Jade Gourd into a Jiangshan Map.

She looked at the few disciples. "You three, go in and make a delivery, and explain things clearly to Dixiu and the Dragon Ship."

"Yes."

"Yes!" The three of them entered the map first, and afterward, the White Jade Dragon, carrying Three Holy Han, charged into the world within the map.

Yang Qingqing looked at the painting and casually asked, "What are you thinking about?"

"Mm..." Du Yu pondered for a moment, then laid out his thoughts.

Yang Qingqing glared at Du Yu with a smile. Du Yu also gave an awkward grin and didn’t dare say more.

A few minutes later, the trio of Jian, Nan, and Wei returned, and Three Holy Han and the White Jade Dragon had also been settled on the northern side of the island.

In fact, when the White Jade Dragon descended at the island’s edge, the Dragon Ship Flower immediately knew whose idea this was.

While feeling sweet inside, the Dragon Ship also had them bring a message, asking Flowing Fire not to trouble Du Yu anymore.

However, once they flew out of the painting, the three of them tacitly chose not to pass that along.

Once everyone was ready, they each summoned their mounts and flew toward the island in the south.

"How’s Master Qing’s Rotten Wood Dragon Fish doing?" On the way, Du Yu looked at the Immortal Master on Jing Chen’s back and asked, "I remember that back at the start of last October, the Dragon Fish was already at the Peak of Demon Emperor·Peak Stage, right?"

It was now mid-March; counting the days, it had been nearly half a year.

As an incredibly powerful Demon Tamer, Master Qing had the Jade Gourd at her side, and within her body resided the Wood Demon Saint·Bamboo Joint Snake Saint.

She had already laid the foundation for the Rotten Wood Dragon Fish to become a Saint; the rest depended on the Dragon Fish itself.

"The difficulty in cultivation has never been in the process of accumulation," Yang Qingqing sat sideways on the horse’s back, one hand pressing down her fluttering long hair, "but in that moment of breakthrough."

Du Yu nodded slightly and sighed inwardly.

A response like that from Master Qing already counted as an answer.

From the Peak of Demon Emperor·Peak Stage to advancing into a Demon Saint—what a tremendous stroke of fortune that would take...

"If only the White Jade Dragon still had its mind." Du Yu said, "Then we could learn from its experience."

Li Mengnan covered her mouth and nose with one hand and shouted, "Maybe being heartless makes it easier to become a Saint?"

"What?" Fu Jianzhou turned his head to look at his junior sister.

He also had a Rotten Wood Dragon Fish, so he was especially invested in this topic.

"I’m just talking about the Rotten Wood Dragon Fish clan." Li Mengnan hurriedly added, "Look at that Cold Beast·White Jade Dragon, even it managed to become a Saint, and it basically doesn’t even think...

Anyway, it must’ve just ignored everything else and brute-forced its realm all the way up."

"Makes sense!" Du Yu nodded on the spot.

Cultivating to Saint isn’t the same as cultivating to Supreme—there’s no involvement of domains or laws or any of that stuff.

In other words, Demon Saint Level just means a Demon Beast has refined its physical body to the absolute peak state.

Yang Qingqing lightly nodded: "It’s a viable path."

The road up to the summit was, of course, not the only one.

And Cold Beast·White Jade Dragon had proven with actual results that the mountain path it took was open and passable.

The Cyan Sect group chatted idly as they flew, and under the guidance of the Saint of Flowing Fire, they leapt over a full two islands.

In the end, everyone stopped above an island shaped like a crescent moon.

A group of white horses and white deer stood tall in the sky, looking down at the island below, whose mountains and forests were lush and dense, yet all they felt was dead silence.

Where’s the Holy Soldier?

If the Saint of Flowing Fire hadn’t clearly stated that a Holy Soldier was stationed on this island, Du Yu and the others might have just walked right past and really overlooked this place.

"Hidden?" Du Yu asked in confusion.

In his past experiences, every Holy Grade Demon Soldier he’d encountered had been hanging high up in the air, proudly showing itself off.

Flowing Fire let out a cold snort and said, "Keep moving forward. Once you step into the island’s airspace, it’ll come out on its own."

Du Yu turned his head to look at Master Qing, and received the woman’s nod of approval.

To be honest, when carrying out missions together with Master Qing, Du Yu felt way, way more relaxed.

He had a great deal of autonomy, and Master Qing usually wouldn’t interfere.

But when he faced certain situations and couldn’t decide, he could ask Master Qing, and Yang Qingqing would make the call for him.

Where else can you find a master like this?

Love it, love it~

Du Yu’s confidence was sky-high. He lightly squeezed his legs against the deer’s belly and moved forward dozens of meters.

"Rumble..."

From high above came a faint roll of thunder.

Du Yu was a little surprised. He’d stepped into the territory of Lord Holy Soldier, yet the first sound didn’t come from the island, but from the sky?

His eyes turned faintly red as he quickly tilted his head back to glance up.

After confirming that there was no sign of a Holy Soldier within the gray mist, he lowered his head again to look down.

"Crack!!!"

Suddenly a bolt of lightning exploded, still coming from the far-off heavens.

Churning dark clouds mixed with the rolling gray fog, colliding to produce streak after streak of lightning.

"Nai!" Bai Yujing let out a startled cry. With her extreme sensitivity, her heart was pounding wildly!

She suddenly twisted her head, white mist spraying out beneath her snow hooves in four jets, shifting sideways by over twenty meters.

Almost at the same moment, a thick current of electricity came crashing down from the sky!

Only, the deterrence in this bolt of lightning was more symbolic than anything.

It didn’t strike Bai Yujing, and even if the Immortal Deer hadn’t dodged just now, the lightning wouldn’t have hurt her—it would’ve landed more than ten meters in front of the man and deer.

"Hello?" Du Yu leaned his body, looking toward the dense forest below at an angle. "Holy Soldier?"

The Human Race youth’s loud shout cut through the sky, but drew no response at all.

Du Yu thought for a moment, then recalled Bai Yujing back into his body, and drifted forward again.

"Crack!"

Du Yu’s heart jolted. His body suddenly flickered as he instantly moved back dozens of meters.

This time, the other side didn’t hold back!

The thick bolt of lightning slammed down right where Du Yu had vanished!

If the first thunderclap was a warning, then the second was the real deal.

"Whoosh!"

Gusts of gloomy wind swept through, making the island’s forests sway violently.

Accompanied by the sound of the earth being torn open, the sea island buzzed and trembled, trees constantly toppling.

"Huh?" Before Du Yu’s eyes appeared a pair of bull eyes as big as copper bells.

Kui Chou seemed very interested in this Holy Soldier?

He saw two pitch-black, short-handled giant hammers, their bodies wrapped in fine electric currents, slowly rising upward.

"Whoa!" Du Yu stared, mouth agape, at this pair of hammers easily over a hundred meters long.

This design... is just brutal, isn’t it?

Those hammerheads crawling with electric currents were actually two jet-black skulls?