Du Yu had never expected that Qingci's quest for holand would feel so long.
The passage of ti is, of course, precise—every single minute, every single second, neither extends nor shortens.
But after Qingci searched one sea after another, enduring disappointnt ti and again, this journey ho truly felt endless.
South of Yunnan Province—on the open sea, thousands of kiloters away.
"Puh~"
The once-calm sea suddenly surged with rolling waves.
And then, an enormous dragon boat burst out from the water, stirring up a tempestuous wave.
"Sss..." The dragon's roar, which should've been resounding and noble, sounded unprecedentedly desolate in Du Yu's ears.
On the celestial cyan tortoise shell, Du Yu cradled the Blood Coral in his arms, his expression deeply conflicted.
Through the contract, he gently comforted her, "Don't be sad, Qingci.
Let's search so more, let's keep looking."
Du Yu was about to say sothing else, when a humanoid Demon Soul suddenly gathered before him.
He looked up and saw a slender figure standing still atop the celestial cyan "earth," silently gazing into the distance.
She wore a long, celestial cyan dress, swaying weightlessly.
Her gracefully elongated eyes, which should have been full of intelligence and charm, now seed lackluster and distant.
Du Yu: "Qingci..."
Celestial Cyan Porcelain lightly waved her hand, and the little Wandering Dragon coiled around Du Yu vanished without a trace.
Du Yu finally returned to being a creature of the land; he could once again feel gravity and breathe easily.
"No more searching." Celestial Cyan Porcelain gazed over the boundless sea and spoke quietly, "Perhaps, my clan has long perished."
"How could that be!" Du Yu stood up and walked to Celestial Cyan Porcelain's side. "You've heard of the Supre Dragon Transformation within your clan.
That ans that your kin once achieved the Supre Dragon Transformation!
Since it's Supre Level, they should have lifespans equal to heaven and earth. Your clan must still be out there."
"Just because it's rumored, does it make it true?" Celestial Cyan Porcelain turned her eyes to Du Yu.
That devastatingly beautiful face was blank, making Du Yu a little unsettled.
"It… It must be true, right." Du Yu pressed down the panic inside him, unconsciously squeezing the Blood Coral in his hand.
This was Du Yu's new toy.
Blood Coral, resembling a miniature thicket of thorns, looked sturdy, but was actually quite soft to the touch.
Long ago, during their travels through the Sea Realm—the Sea Abyss Dragon Palace, Du Yu had encountered this marine lifeform.
However, at that ti, it was the corpse of a Demon Saint.
Which Celestial Cyan Porcelain had also used as a bed.
Celestial Cyan Porcelain wordlessly watched Du Yu. After a long while, she finally said, "It's been over half a month since I beca Supre.
Yet I still haven't comprehended the Demon Skill·Dragon Transformation—not even a clue.
Maybe the rumors in the clan were just beautiful dreams."
"Impossible, Qingci," Du Yu said. "The Sorrow Seabird is proof enough!
Before eting you, it too didn't believe that the 'Supre' stage even existed."
Celestial Cyan Porcelain looked Du Yu straight in the eyes. "Why do you have more faith than I do?"
Under the forceful gaze of the Supre Cyan Porcelain, Du Yu trembled a little.
He dodged her eyes, stamring, "You, your dragon and tortoise clan, you're loyal and steadfast by nature.
I believe this was never vain talk—your kin must still be out there.
Perhaps they just went to live in far more distant seas."
Celestial Cyan Porcelain quietly turned her head to look into the distance.
Heaven and earth were silent, only the sound of waves rising and falling remained.
"Sorry."
"Hm?" Du Yu reflexively looked up at Celestial Cyan Porcelain.
She didn't turn back, only murmured softly, "I frightened you."
"It's fine." Du Yu comforted his Supre Lord, "I'll get used to it sooner or later."
Du Yu didn't bla Qingci,
He was weak, so he deserved to feel intimidated!
If he wanted to get out of this predicant, he'd have to strive to beco stronger, to adapt, rather than force Celestial Cyan Porcelain to accommodate him.
A Supre should have overwhelming presence!
Celestial Cyan Porcelain: "Let's go back."
Du Yu tried his best to calm himself, "You really won't keep searching?"
Celestial Cyan Porcelain smiled, but her smile was bittersweet, "Even the enemies who once drove out and gravely wounded have disappeared without a trace.
Hundreds of years have passed; countless cycles of creatures have co and gone—everything has changed. It's best to let it go."
As she spoke, Celestial Cyan Porcelain drifted towards Du Yu.
She still wouldn't et his eyes: "If my kin are still alive, dwelling sowhere in this world, then all the better.
If my clan no longer exists, I am not a rootless wanderer."
Du Yu watched helplessly as Qingci drifted right before him.
The phantom Demon Soul, with its icy, chilly sensation, sent a jolt through Du Yu's spirit.
As the woman turned and drifted back, her long celestial cyan hem trailing, she danced out a beautiful lody.
Torso, limbs, head…
Supre Cyan Porcelain's form blended perfectly with Du Yu's, finally rging altogether within him.
And in his mind, a cool, clear voice remained: "I have a ho. I'm done searching."
"Mm." Du Yu pressed his lips together. "Then we'll stop searching."
"Sss!" The majestic dragon boat let out a thunderous dragon's roar.
It was like the prolonged horn of a massive liner, shaking heaven and earth, making all living beings retreat in fear.
When Qingci was searching for her holand, she had to tread carefully, catching marine creatures in nearby waters to ask for news.
Now, she no longer needed restraint—she could act uninhibited.
Just as Celestial Cyan Porcelain said: I have a ho. I'm done searching.
Her ho in the past was the deep sea,
The deep sea of blurry mories, whereabouts unknown.
Her later ho was the Sea Realm,
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