Chapter 1285 - 808: Enemies Bound by Fate

Sea Realm·Northeast Island.

The two brothers stood on the tall sea cliff, facing the calm sea.

Du Yu gestured, "Senior Brother."

"Yes." Fu Jianzhou stepped forward a few steps and reached out his right hand diagonally upward.

Accompanied by a surge of intense Demon Breath, a magnificent giant sword surrounded by Cold Frost quickly formed.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature plummeted, making Du Yu shiver.

The Cold Lake Sword stood vertically, suspended over the sea, aware of the two people standing on the sea cliff above.

The Cold Lake Sword was not surprised by Fu Jianzhou’s presence, as it had always stayed within Fu Jianzhou’s acupoint.

However, the other elongated figure was quite a surprise for the Cold Lake Sword.

Du Yu?

My master...

With the height of the sea cliff, Du Yu was able to look straight at the exquisite sword hilt.

Within the faint frost mist, a blue ice treasure bead embedded in the sword hilt radiated a beautiful glow.

Two streams of water intertwined around the hilt, forming the scene of "Twin Dragons Playing with a Bead" with the ice blue treasure bead.

"Tsk tsk~" Du Yu marveled, "Look at this beauty!"

It’s far superior to the Mountain Fire Saber, isn’t it?

Du Yu approached the edge of the sea cliff and gently pressed his hand.

The Cold Lake Sword immediately turned its body, extending the hilt towards Du Yu.

"Cold Lake, I have a favor to ask." Du Yu placed one hand on the massive sword hilt.

Fu Jianzhou stepped up as well, releasing Demon Soul and merging it into the Cold Lake Sword hilt.

The response from the Cold Lake Sword was particularly solemn, its voice serious: "Master does not need to be this formal, just instruct Cold Lake!"

Du Yu laughed, "That’s what you said!"

Cold Lake Sword: "Yes."

Fu Jianzhou: "..."

This was unexpectedly casual!

Du Yu began, "Here’s what’s happening..."

After a few words, the Cold Lake Sword fell silent.

"Hehe." Sensing the Cold Lake Sword’s mood, Du Yu couldn’t help but chuckle, "Said yes too soon, didn’t you?"

Cold Lake Sword: "..."

All along, Du Yu held a high status in the heart of the Cold Lake Sword, and it knew Du Yu was a powerful and kind Demon Tamer.

Du Yu had guided the Cold Lake Sword, providing special training and opportunities, which were rare chances for holy weapons.

The Cold Lake Sword was not foolish; it did not perceive Du Yu’s intentions as having changed.

Therefore, if the master was pressuring it like this, it must be for a deeper reason.

For instance, reconciling conflicts, preemptively eliminating instability.

After all, the Mountain Fire Saber was contracted by the master’s teacher.

The Cold Lake Sword understood that the master and his teacher were tightly bound together, living and dying as one.

This meant that in the future, the sword and saber would inevitably fight side by side.

"Cold Lake, you are indeed intelligent." Du Yu sensed the holy sword’s thoughts and gently patted the sword hilt, "There are a few people I must protect for life.

Including my master, my senior brother."

At this point, Du Yu had no reason to hide anything.

First, the other party was a holy weapon, and secondly, Du Yu was communicating using Demon Soul and couldn’t deceive anyway.

Behind him, Fu Jianzhou watched Du Yu’s back, feeling honored.

Although Fu Jianzhou knew that his junior brother had long considered him a "family member," Du Yu rarely spoke it out loud.

Du Yu: "Whether it’s my master or senior brother, if they request you to emerge, it must be to face an extremely tricky situation.

If you two are a saber and sword on the battlefield..."

Suddenly, the Cold Lake Sword spoke, "I promise you."

"Oh?" Du Yu’s heart was filled with joy.

The Cold Lake Sword spoke deeply, "Cold Lake is a demon soldier; following and fighting for the master is my duty.

If the master is worried and restrained because of Cold Lake, then Cold Lake is not worthy of being a demon sword."

Du Yu’s mouth slightly opened, his mind buzzing.

This speech left Fu Jianzhou dumbfounded as well!

He knew Du Yu possessed a certain power that continuously "conquered" all surrounding beings.

This so-called power consisted of Du Yu’s extremely strong abilities, excessive kindness and sincerity, and selfless dedication, among other factors.

Others couldn’t even qualify to imitate this.

Without saying anything further, Fu Jianzhou himself had long been captivated.

At some point, his junior brother no longer needed to ask for anything.

Du Yu only had to command, and Fu Jianzhou would carry it out unconditionally.

However...

Fu Jianzhou was only a little Demon Taming General; the Cold Lake Sword was a Holy Grade Demon Soldier!

They didn’t belong to the same level of power, nor the same level of mindset.

This?

Fu Jianzhou even felt that this battle could be avoided!

As long as Du Yu spoke, the Cold Lake Sword wouldn’t mention putting aside hundreds of years of grievances, but at least it could suppress those emotions.

"Whew~" Fu Jianzhou withdrew his Demon Soul, quietly retreating two steps, stunned beyond measure.

As a Demon Tamer, his junior brother could "tame" all life forms to such an extent; it was truly astonishing.

In thought, Fu Jianzhou suddenly realized a problem!

From the perspective of "taming," it seemed Master Qing wasn’t as effective as his junior brother?

Hmm... not entirely true.

Fu Jianzhou silently pondered, as holy weapons differed in temperaments; compared to the Cold Lake Sword, the Mountain Fire Saber was unreasonably angry.

Master Qing convincing the Mountain Fire Saber to fight without regard for life, only for victory, was already an extreme form of taming.

"Senior Brother."

"Present!" Fu Jianzhou snapped back to reality.

"Put away the Cold Lake Sword; let’s go to the Mountain Realm."

"Yes." Fu Jianzhou stepped forward, and the magnificent giant sword shattered, streams of icy aura poured into Fu Jianzhou’s body.

Du Yu waved away the icy mist before him, looking at Fu Jianzhou’s unusual expression, "What’s up with you?"

"Nothing, really."

"Then why are you looking at me like that?" Du Yu asked, his face puzzled, looking at his senior brother.

He seemed to sense something and explained, "It’s the Cold Lake Sword’s own clear positioning, its understanding of reason, not much to do with me."

"Heh." Fu Jianzhou merely smiled without responding.

Do you think I believe that?

Du Yu rolled his eyes, summoned wind and fire to his feet, "Let’s go find Master Qing."

"Yes!"

The two quickly moved through the Begonia Forest and swiftly fell under the Shatang Tree.

At this moment, Master Qing was still quietly meditating, while Lin Shiwei was playing with Little Sifang beside her.

"Bloop~"

The small Seven-Colored Crescent Fish, its mouth opening and closing, chased after the girl’s fingers, seemingly wanting to kiss them.

But Lin Shiwei was not yielding to its wishes.

Her slender fingers moved slowly, constantly giving hope to the little creature, but never letting it touch her even slightly.

"Bloop~" Little Sifang grew increasingly anxious, swimming faster and faster.

Its fins, thin as cicada wings, danced back and forth like long, light gauzy skirts, extremely beautiful in the air.

Finally, Little Sifang succeeded!

It took the girl’s fingertip into its mouth, wagging its head and tail joyfully.

It wasn’t that Lin Shiwei was offering a great mercy, but rather her attention was drawn to Du Yu, causing her to forget about teasing the little fish by her hand.

"Have you communicated well?" Yang Qingqing asked softly.

"It’s done." Du Yu half-knelt, looking at Master Qing who sat meditating with eyes closed, "Shall we go to the Mountain Realm for a duel?"

Yang Qingqing started floating up slowly: "Go and inform Kui Chou, the Supreme. If anything unexpected happens, ask it to help separate the blade and sword."

"Okay." Du Yu flipped his palm, and the group of four vanished instantly.

"Bloop~" Little Sifang bit into nothing.

With bulging goldfish eyes, it looked around in confusion.

Where did they go?

Master... has disappeared!

...

A quarter of an hour later, 20 kilometers south of the Peak of All Mountains.

Dark clouds gathered densely in the sky, with lightning flashing and thunder roaring.

Within it, a faint black bull’s head could be seen, watching the sight below with large, gleaming eyes full of interest.

Beneath the dark clouds, a man and a woman stood in the air, staring at each other from afar.

Clearly, this was not an ordinary sparring match, as the distance between them was over three hundred meters!

"Master Qing, please go easy on me." Du Yu held his hands before his face, forming a megaphone shape, shouting loudly.

Yang Qingqing, with a hint of reproach, looked at her apprentice from afar but did not respond.

Du Yu continued to shout: "I’ll always be Master Qing’s good disciple, right?"

Upon hearing this, Yang Qingqing slightly raised an eyebrow.

Does the apprentice think he can win?

Du Yu: "Isn’t it true?"

Yang Qingqing smiled and glared at Du Yu: "We’ll see."

Du Yu: ???

Come on, winning or losing doesn’t matter, but don’t let me lose my master!

Yang Qingqing’s expression turned a bit more serious, perhaps worried that her apprentice wouldn’t understand the joke, she added another sentence: "It’s a normal duel, no need to overthink it."

"Mm-hmm, got it." Du Yu nodded, looking around.

In the distance, Senior Brother Fu and Lin Shiwei were also standing in the air, their expressions grave, closely watching the scene.

Du Yu waved his hand: "Senior Brother! Did you forget something?"

"Ah!" Fu Jianzhou hurriedly reached out, and a Cold Lake Sword rapidly formed, rushing toward Du Yu.

At the same time, Yang Qingqing raised her right hand high, a surge of Fire Demon Breath emanating from her wrist.

A Mountain Fire Saber, a full 86 meters long, suddenly appeared, hanging high above the woman’s head.

Above Du Yu’s head, a Cold Lake Sword of equal 86 meters in length was also hovering steadily.

"Buzz!!!"

The Mountain Fire Saber erupted with flames, shooting straight into the sky, even piercing through the dark clouds overhead.

"Buzz!!!"

The Cold Lake Sword was surrounded by frost, seemingly about to freeze the very air, equally astounding in momentum.

Enemies meet, and emotions run high!

"Moo~" The giant bull eyes of Kui Chou were full of excitement, "Haha, they both have quite a temper, huh?

Yes, yes, thoroughly right, haha!

Start fighting, quickly, start fighting!"

"Cold Lake, take it easy! Take care of me," Du Yu was surrounded by the breath of a Fire Demon, striving to warm his body.

Du Yu was only at the Great Success Stage of a Demon Taming General, and he wasn’t connected by contract to the Cold Lake Sword, so he didn’t possess resistance.

Essentially, he truly was the owner of the Cold Lake Sword.

But in real combat, Du Yu was subject to the influence and impact of the Cold Lake Sword.

Hearing this, the Cold Lake Sword immediately eased its momentum.

Seeing this scene, Kui Chou stomped its foot angrily, cursing through the contract: "Look at you, such a cowardly sight!

The grand momentum was all destroyed by you!

You can’t fight side by side, but you’re the top choice for undermining yourself!"

Du Yu: "..."

Spouting rhymes endlessly, are you preparing for an exam?

"Pfft... hahaha~" Little Fen Yang laughed loudly.

Du Yu felt a stirring in his heart: "Burning Sun, can you help me?"

Little Fen Yang: "Sure! I’ll protect you, heat you up a bit, will that do?"

"Great!" Du Yu immediately nodded, and then, he only felt his body grow scorching hot.

"Oh dear," Du Yu tugged at his collar with one hand.

So hot!

Though no flames were visible on Du Yu’s body, it was extremely burning.

He was like a little sun, evaporating the surrounding frost, an astonishing sight.

"Whoosh~ whoosh!"

The Mountain Fire Saber could no longer bear it and struck first!

Amidst the sky-rocketing fire pillar, countless phantom blades emerged, overwhelming everything.

Demon Soldier Array·Mountain Fire Blade Soul!

Du Yu opened a pair of Eyes of Burning Sun, raising a hand to point forward.

"Whoosh~ whoosh!"

From within the thick frost, countless phantom sword blades attacked, densely packed.

Demon Soldier Array·Cold Lake Sword Soul!

"Moo~~~" Above the dark clouds, the Ancient Giant Beast roared ferociously.

Explosive celestial bull calls, mixed with the thunderous rumbling of lightning, sounded like stirring war drums, heavily striking at the hearts of the paired blade and sword.

Two or three hundred years have passed,

It is time to settle the grudges!

And beneath the majestic sword and saber, a pair of man and woman gazed at each other, simultaneously mouthing the words:

"Be careful."

"Master Qing, be careful."