Du Yu stood at the peak of all mountains, gazing up at the snow-white figure in the sky.
The word "Emperor" is indeed fitting.
Look at Master Qing's aura, this deanor, and the presence of ruling the world...
It's enough to inspire awe and a desire to worship among the masses.
The three from the Yan Organization were sowhat better off, as they were not ordinary people, and their robust strength spoke for itself.
As long as they weren't targeted by a certain emperor, they wouldn't embarrass themselves.
"Whoosh~" Another phantom contour of a Demon Soul forcefully expanded outward.
It indeed had a defiant attitude towards the heavens and earth!
The Demon Taming Emperor's Demon Soul image was incredibly lifelike, like an infinitely enlarged phantom Master Qing.
As a result, this gigantic Master Qing covered the sky, making Du Yu click his tongue in amazent.
The three disciples on the two mountain tops dared not disturb the Immortal Master, and after an unknown period, her body finally cald.
The once extrely expanded Demon Soul gradually reduced its range of diffusion until it perfectly rged with the small human form.
Slowly, Emperor Qing opened her beautiful eyes.
She lowered her head to survey below and then descended towards this peak of all mountains.
Du Yu wore a naive expression: "Congratulations, Master Qing, you have finally beco an emperor!"
Having finally crossed this threshold, Yang Qingqing was naturally in high spirits.
She looked at Du Yu with a smile: "Do you rember the scene when I was being promoted?"
"Ah... ah!" Du Yu nodded.
The way you say it,
which of your scenes haven't I morized?
Seeing her disciple's reaction, the woman knew he hadn't grasped her aning.
She spoke, "At that mont, I borrowed a large amount of pure Demon Breath from the heavens and earth, advancing in one leap.
You have reached the peak. When you ascend to a Demon Taming General, rember... hmm~"
Her words suddenly paused, releasing a pleasant nasal sound.
Before Du Yu could react, a terrifying wind of Demon Breath engulfed him.
He was imdiately blown away, spinning erratically in midair.
From the woman's body emanated a peculiar energy circle of Demon Breath, with water encasing fire and pure Demon Breath moderating it.
"Whoosh~" The Jia Rong Grass extended its leaves, steadily catching Du Yu.
Du Yu grinned bitterly, feeling terribly oppressed inside.
After all, isn't this prince a Great Demon Tar·Peak Stage!
How co I'm being tossed around like a paper figure...
From afar, Li ngnan and Lin Shiwei flew over, watching the gradually calming Master Qing, and softly calling: "Master Qing."
"Master Qing?"
Yang Qingqing felt physically and ntally soothed, sighed lightly: "The Rotten Wood Dragon Fish has advanced."
Du Yu's attention was imdiately diverted: "Demon Emperor·Great Success Stage?"
"Yes." Yang Qingqing nodded slightly.
"Wow~ Congratulations, Master Qing!" Li ngnan spoke, her eyes sparkling.
Ever since Yang Qingqing entered the promotion mode, Li ngnan had fully transford into a little fan girl.
Especially when the woman was standing high in the air, overlooking all living beings, Li ngnan indulged in her dreams, imagining that snow-white figure was herself...
Very abruptly, two figures erged from Yang Qingqing's body.
Three Master Qings?
Du Yu blinked.
Now cos the problem, how can this prince be dazzled by these three identical people?
One of the Master Qings raised her head, looking at Du Yu bound by grass leaves: "The Rotten Wood Body within the Twenty-Ninth Bureau is broken, send out, I need to go to the Capital City."
"Master Qing, I'm currently at the Cold Lake Sword, not ho." Du Yu hurried to say, "I'll send you to the airport now."
In the past period, Yang Qingqing had been diligently cultivating, wholly focused on breaking through to the next level, unaware of the outside world.
She asked curiously: "Cold Lake Sword?"
Du Yu patted the Jia Rong Grass leaves at his waist, his figure slowly descending: "Senior Brother Fu is getting stronger and needs a handy weapon."
Yang Qingqing frowned slightly: "The Cold Lake Sword has so grudges with Sword Province."
"Mm mm." Du Yu nodded repeatedly, "The enmity has been completely resolved."
Such words obviously surprised Yang Qingqing a bit.
"Enemies should be resolved, not knotted." Du Yu smiled, "The Cold Lake Sword has a good nature and has already forgiven Senior Brother Fu!"
For a mont, Li ngnan and Lin Shiwei looked at each other.
Did Du Yu describe the Military Saint as having a "good nature"?
Tsk, a bit bold, isn't he?
Yang Qingqing nodded thoughtfully, her expectations growing: "And then?"
Du Yu: "Qingci helped to bring the parties together. Now the Cold Lake Sword has already signed a contract with Senior Brother Fu!"
Yang Qingqing: "..."
Sure enough, the disciple had said what she had anticipated.
However, Qingci had been the one to negotiate...
Yang Qingqing understood the Cold Lake Sword's temperant quite well, aloof and proud.
Given this context, the bridge of fate was likely "forcibly" built!
"Indeed, my second brother is invincible!" ca Li ngnan's muttering from behind.
Yang Qingqing chuckled, glancing at the female disciple.
"Mm." Li ngnan hastily shut her mouth, lowering her head.
Yet beside her, Lin Shiwei was nodding repeatedly, deeply convinced.
And rightly so,
a renowned Holy Grade Demon Soldier was contracted just like that.
Du Yu indeed gets things done!
And he does so quietly!
The two had been guarding their master's cultivation for only a few days.
anwhile, the wandering Prince Du had acquired a Military Saint... anyone would find it incredible.
Yang Qingqing looked at Du Yu again: "Where is Sword Province now?"
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