Du Yu led his Demon Pets and quickly cleaned up the battlefield, burying all the bones and bloodstains.

Then he hurried to Desolate Silver Lynx’s side, squatted down, and looked at the Cold Race woman whose head had been stomped into the dirt.

"Move your paw a bit." Du Yu pushed at Lord Baojun’s huge toes.

However, Lord Baojun remained unmoved.

Du Yu looked puzzled and raised his head, just in time to meet those faint, vertical pupils.

Right after, the long silver tail reached out in front of Du Yu’s face, the tail tip swaying lightly.

Du Yu immediately rolled his eyes, grabbed the Silver Tail with one hand, pulled it to his face, and smacked a heavy kiss on it.

He even considerately added sound effects: "Mua~"

"Meow." Lord Baojun was very satisfied and slowly moved his paw away.

Xiaoyan, however, was not happy. She was crouched on Du Yu’s shoulders and back, bumping his head in protest.

If you didn’t count the tail length, Prince Yan’s current body length was 60 cm.

Crouching on Du Yu’s shoulders and back was rather a tight fit.

But Hu Xiaoyan’s body control was impeccable. Whether Du Yu was uncomfortable or not, she sat very steadily regardless...

"Not dead, right?" Du Yu, expression wary, grabbed the Cold Race woman by the neck and pulled her head out of the ground.

"Meow." Desolate Silver Lynx answered softly.

Du Yu nodded. After confirming the other party still had a pulse, he looked around. "Let’s leave the battlefield first and find a more hidden place to open the Mountain and Sea Bell."

As he spoke, Du Yu recalled his Demon Pets one after another.

Only when it came to recalling Hu Xiaoyan did she refuse: "I still haven’t learned the Demon Skill yet."

"Ah... fine." Du Yu hauled along the captive, feeling out the mountainous terrain through the drizzling rain, then flew into the forest.

A few minutes later, in the Mountain Realm.

Du Yu dropped onto the Peak of All Mountains, looking at the Cold Race woman in front of him, whose limbs were stretched out and bound by grass blades, still unconscious.

He stretched one hand forward, water surging in his palm.

Thinking about it, it really was bizarre. Du Yu was clearly a Pure Fire Demon Tamer, yet he splashed a handful of cold water onto the woman’s face.

Celestial Cyan Porcelain Demon Technique - Cyan Water Wave!

Only, it was the Cyan Water Wave with the Quality turned down to the minimum... or maybe it should be called a Little Water Gun?

"Mmm..." The gray person let out low groans, face twisted in pain, and opened her eyes.

The Cold Race woman didn’t stay dazed for long. When she saw Du Yu in front of her, her eyes instantly tightened. "Mmm! Mmm!"

Unfortunately, her mouth was stuffed with grass leaves, so she couldn’t utter a word.

Du Yu: "I’ll ask, you either nod or shake your head. Understand?"

"Mmm! Mmm!!!" The gray person struggled madly, those pure gray eyes brimming with fury.

There was a crisp "smack."

A Deep Red Grass Leaf turned into a palm and slapped the Cold Race woman hard across the face.

At once, the Cold Race woman stopped struggling.

Du Yu raised an eyebrow slightly and looked at the Jia Rong Grass leaf. "Nice job."

Jia Rong Grass twined around Du Yu’s fingertip. "Learned it from Lin Shiwei."

"Lin Shiwei." Hearing that name all of a sudden, Du Yu felt a little sour inside.

They had been apart for over ten days now; he didn’t know how Little Shiwei was doing.

Did she ever think of him from time to time?

Maybe she was cultivating like crazy by now.

And Little Mengnan—had she already started decorating the Peach Blossom Realm, planting peach trees in and around the Mountain Temple?

It was a pity,

This time, he was the one who broke the promise.

Not only had he broken the promise, he had even drifted into another Demon Taming World, with no idea when he would be able to return.

He should... Mm, he should be able to go back, right?

Hopefully.

"Du Yu?" Xiaoyan seemed to sense her master’s mood.

She lowered her fox head and rubbed against Du Yu’s cheek, using her own way to soothe his mind.

"Yeah." Du Yu raised his hand and gently squeezed the furry fox ears.

No matter how this world changed, at least Xiaoyan was still by his side.

He lifted his gaze to the prisoner before him. "Have you ever seen a Human Race woman?"

The gray person glared at Du Yu full of resentment. Even though her eyeballs had no pupils, Du Yu could still feel that she was staring him down.

Du Yu: "Qingci, help and transform into Master Qing’s appearance."

Celestial Cyan Porcelain walked out of Du Yu’s body, her cyan long dress shimmering and shifting into a gorgeous light-green gown.

Her face constantly adjusted, and in the end, she became another statue-like, noble and enchanting goddess.

Du Yu looked at the "Master Qing" beside him and actually dazed out a little.

You... where are you now?

Is everything alright?

Xiaoyan’s voice suddenly sounded in Du Yu’s mind: "I can transform too."

"Mm." Du Yu came back to himself and gave a perfunctory nod.

Demon Skill·Shadow-Luring Fire Fox could indeed transform into anything and mimic it vividly.

The problem was, Prince Yan’s body size was right there.

The Master Qing she could create with Shadow-Luring Fire Fox would be, at most, about 1.2 meters tall, right?

Just the right height for a child ticket~

"Seen her before?" Du Yu indicated the woman at his side.

The Cold Race woman still glared at Du Yu viciously, silent.

"Playing tough, are you?" Du Yu patted a piece of Jia Rong Grass leaf. "Turn the grass leaves into blades."

In an instant, the supple grass leaf under Du Yu’s palm became hard and razor-sharp.

Du Yu turned and walked toward the back, his voice icy. "Avoid the vitals, keep stabbing until she gives in."

Jia Rong Grass: "Yes."

The Cold Race woman’s eyes flew wide open, looking at Du Yu’s back in disbelief.

This seemed somewhat unreasonable. After all, she had already fallen to the status of a prisoner, naturally left to be slaughtered.

In truth, the reason she felt this way was because of certain ideological factors at work.

In this world, the Cold Race was undoubtedly a race that stood above all living beings.

They could decide the life and death of all creatures at will, just like that Demon General·Black Fire Sheep Servant before.

So what if it was a Demon General?

It was nothing more than a slave for her to drive at will.

The Cold Race had conquered this world and trampled all other races with absolute military might and powerful Secret Techniques.

Among the species they had subdued, the frail and insignificant Human Race was, of course, included.

The nobility in the Cold Race’s blood was built, quite literally, upon mountains of corpses and seas of blood!

Yet this Human Race youth before her...

How did he even dare!?

Besides, who knows how long ago the Human Race was already slaughtered till not a trace remained.

So where did he crawl out from?

These lowly, filthy things!

"Sss!" The blade edge slid into flesh.

The Cold Race woman’s body gave a faint tremble, and she howled in crazed agony: "Mmph! Mmph!!!"

In the distance, Du Yu gave the Cold Race woman a cold glance and casually beckoned with his hand.

"Ying?" Tai Sui God was a bit confused. It had just been about to rest in the Acupoint Home—going to war again already?

Tai Sui God quickly looked around, only to realize this was the Mountain Realm.

Du Yu: "Work together with the Jia Rong Grass. Don’t let the prisoner die."

"Ying!" Tai Sui God drew out the Bamboo Stick and strode forward.

"Tai Sui."

"What is it, Master?" The silly, honest voice imprinted into Du Yu’s mind through the Contract.

Du Yu: "The interrogation process will be a bit cruel. You need to get used to it. When dealing with enemies, we have to use extreme methods."

"I understand, Master." Tai Sui God replied while moving closer.

Du Yu’s figure disappeared into the tall grass. Holding Xiaoyan in his arms, he sat down cross-legged. "I’ll teach you a new Demon Skill."

"Okay~" Hu Xiaoyan stuck out her pink little tongue and licked Du Yu’s cheek.

Du Yu: "The Demon Skill adapted for the Fire Fox Race at General Level is called Fox Eyes Enchanting Heart."

Come to think of it, the way human society names Demon Skills for the Fire Fox Race is actually quite neat and tidy.

Heavenly Level adapts to Fox Tail Flowing Flame, Spirit Level adapts to Fox Face Fire Sea.

General Level adapts to Fox Eyes Enchanting Heart.

Going by how the Demon Skills manifest, people named them after the fox’s tail, face, and eyes respectively.

"The Fire Fox Race is born foxily seductive." Du Yu held Xiaoyan and set her down on the ground in front of him. "This is a trait other races don’t have."

Hu Xiaoyan nodded, looking at her master with curiosity.

Du Yu pointed at his own eyes. "Gather Fire Demon Breath in your eyes, and activate these two doors.

Pour out the instinct in your bones, that charm that can topple all living beings, and release it all."

"Ying~" Hu Xiaoyan blinked her golden-brown fox eyes.

Du Yu: "..."

Honestly, even without using a Demon Skill she’s already enough of a ’walking disaster’.

Du Yu paused, then continued, "Give it a try. Your eyes are different from those of other races.

These fox eyes don’t just see the world; they also have the power to hook the soul and seize the Po. This method has been hiding in your eyes all along, waiting for you to activate it."

Slowly, a strange luster began to surface in Xiaoyan’s fox pupils.

Du Yu spoke up at the right time, patiently guiding her. "Don’t just simply activate your eyes, you also need to unleash your nature—let your flirtatious, seductive..."

The next moment, Du Yu’s heart gave a slight tremor!

His words abruptly cut off.

Those golden-brown fox eyes completely turned to gold.

The specks of light flickering within grew ever more strange and dazzling, bewitching to the heart.

Hu Xiaoyan, with a faint smile in her eyes, tilted her head slightly and gazed softly into Du Yu’s eyes.

While she was unleashing her nature, the beautiful fox tail behind her lightly swayed.

The casually flicked tip of that tail...

Was Hu Xiaoyan teasing with the tip of her tail?

No, she was teasing Prince Du’s heart!

"Du Yu." In his mind came the faint voice of the Celestial Cyan Porcelain.

"Heh..." Du Yu snapped awake and sharply sucked in a breath of cold air!

Good grief~

A sparrow pecked a cow’s ass—truly bull-level.

Du Yu shook his head hard, only feeling his heart pounding wildly.

Without realizing it, his mind had sunk deep into those golden fox eyes.

If the two sides were enemies, how would he even fight like this?

His goodwill had skyrocketed, and his will to fight had rapidly faded!

Strictly speaking, as a Great Demon Tamer whose overall quality is right there on the table, when facing this kind of "soft control" Demon Skill, he shouldn’t be this vulnerable.

The key is that this master-and-fox pair has an exceptionally deep emotional foundation.

Two words: killing someone close!

No helping it, Du Yu had to admit it—he really did get killed by Prince Yan.

Utterly routed, not even a scrap of armor left.

If Du Yu were facing some other Demon General·Five-tailed Fire Fox, perhaps his goodwill would increase, but there’s no way his fighting spirit would completely vanish.

Still, this Demon Skill is actually pretty easy to break.

Since it’s soft control, you just don’t look the Fire Fox in the eyes.

And even if you accidentally do, you won’t fall into the act in a single second, love at first sight on the spot.

It’s Enchanting Power after all; it has to be a process.

Of course, that’s on the premise that the Level difference between the two sides isn’t too big.

If you let Prince Yan stare at normal people, she could absolutely charm them to death!

With this Demon Skill, if Du Yu goes strolling night markets or snack streets again, he could eat his fill without spending a coin~

Once Du Yu leaves and the stall owners come back to their senses and go call the police or whatever...

Er, that’s another matter altogether.

"You... mm, go practice it on your own for a while." Du Yu floated up and looked around left and right. "Hey you, that lynx!"

"Woo?" On a nearby cliff, a Desert Lynx turned its gaze over at the Commander’s voice.

Du Yu: "Get over here!"

In his mind, Prince Yan’s sultry, seductive voice rang out. "Du Yu, where are you going?"

"Don’t you talk!" Du Yu snapped back irritably.

Killing me once wasn’t enough?

What now, you wanna whip the corpse?

Du Yu didn’t so much as glance at Prince Yan, and ordered the unlucky lynx, "Go, keep that fox company and help her practice the Demon Skill."

"Woo~" The Desert Lynx walked over curiously.

At this moment, the silly lynx still hadn’t realized how serious the problem was...

...

In the blink of an eye, it’s already Chapter 600.

And I just so happen to be writing about Prince Yan—perfect timing!

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