With an update for Alliance Leader Su in the mountains.

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Home?

A few seconds ago, it was still an unattainable place.

Du Yu slowly descended to the ground, Master Qing was already by his side.

In that cool voice, there was a hint of concern: "What is this again?"

Du Yu: "Void Axe."

Yang Qingqing’s heart slightly fluttered, her beautiful eyes brightened: "Is it repaired?"

Du Yu tilted his head slightly, and after a moment of exchange, nodded: "Yes."

"Good." Yang Qingqing softly said, calming her mind.

The completion of the Void Axe was, for the two of them, of indescribable significance.

Thinking to herself, Yang Qingqing looked up at the Dixiu Tree.

"Nai~" Bai Yujing came over, whispering.

"Come back, Xiaobai, you’ve had a hard time." Du Yu said apologetically, raising his hands high.

The snow-white deer head slowly lowered, with eyes full of life clearly showing a hint of grievance.

Such a beautiful creature was completely out of place in this Ashen World, not to mention those pristine snow hooves treading on a mountain of corpses in a sea of blood.

Du Yu hugged the deer head, kissed her gently on the tip of her nose: "When we go back, I’ll take you home, okay?

It’s beautiful there, it’ll clear away the gloom."

Home?

Bai Yujing was somewhat confused, her sweet voice filled with a touch of doubt: "Isn’t Du Yu’s body my home?"

Du Yu chuckled softly: "You haven’t seen mom and dad in a long time, right?"

"Nai!" Bai Yujing reacted, her eyes full of joy, she stuck out her pink deer tongue and licked Du Yu’s cheek.

"Alright, alright, come back first."

"Puff~"

Accompanied by the surging Wind Demon Breath, the Beautiful Immortal Deer merged into Du Yu’s Qi Sea Acupoint.

Precisely because of his exile to the Otherworld, and the fruitless quest to return home, Du Yu became even more yearning for his homeland.

Xishu Garden, 16th floor.

Ideally, Master Qing lives upstairs.

Du Yu, coming back to his senses, looked up and saw the quiet Dixiu Tree.

"Dixiu." Du Yu beckoned, the grand leaf reached down.

Du Yu traced the leaf lines with his finger and spoke: "I have a bell, within which are the Mountain and Sea realms, each guarded by a Saint-level Demonic Plant.

They provide me with a stable home, help me train the Demon Beast army, and countless times helped me resolve enemies.

Including now, there is an Emperor’s Minister imprisoned in the Mountain Realm, waiting for us to gather intelligence.

This Minister is the Commander-in-Chief of the Kunlun Realm’s Youhan Base Camp."

Dixiu Tree: "..."

The more it understood these two humans, the more alarmed it became.

Saint-level Demonic Plants guarding the home, willingly becoming subordinates?

Du Yu looked at the graceful figure next to him, softly said: "Master Qing’s Jiangshan Realm doesn’t yet have a Saint-level Demonic Plant stationed.

Our target is the Youhan Tree, and the Youhan Army is countless.

Can you imagine how many battles Master Qing and I will experience in the future, and how many Youhan enemies we’ll encounter.

Help us, Dixiu, and help yourself, don’t die so easily."

Dixiu Tree: "..."

Yang Qingqing looked at the leaves, softly said: "Even if you die, you should die on the journey to reclaim your homeland."

Accompanied by the woman’s gentle words, the Dixiu Tree began to tremble lightly.

Du Yu’s heart moved, and he turned to look at Master Qing.

Yang Qingqing raised her jade hand, waved it ahead, and a beautiful scroll slowly unfolded.

Du Yu reminded: "By the way, inside the scroll there’s also an Emperor’s Minister and a Cold Beast Demon Saint·Thundercloud Roc.

They are both Master Qing’s slaves, be careful not to kill them."

Dixiu Tree: ???

Du Yu laughed: "Have you ever heard of Demon Fire?"

Dixiu Tree: "I don’t know."

Du Yu: "A flame formed naturally between heaven and earth, each one possesses incredibly powerful abilities.

We have two, one burned the Emperor’s Minister into a slave.

The other is burning the Youhan Tree in our homeland."

Dixiu Tree: !!!

Du Yu patted the wide leaf: "Regarding tearing apart the Youhan Tree, we are serious.

Dixiu, go to Master Qing’s Jiangshan Realm, fight alongside us."

The world fell into silence, only the drifting ash mist wandered, hurriedly scattering near the two.

"Crack! Crack..."

The earth began to tremble slightly, dense roots surged continuously, resembling thick pythons.

The towering Giant Tree, 200 meters high, uprooted itself and moved forward on its own.

The trunk moved, the leaves also fell towards the woman’s hand: "Master Qing?"

Upon hearing the name, Yang Qingqing couldn’t help but smile and shake her head.

This ancient Demon Saint, standing tall for hundreds of years, ultimately followed her disciple, calling her Master Qing.

Upon reflection, Ancient Demon Saint Jia Rong Grass, Shatang Tree, even Supreme Celestial Cyan Porcelain, all call her Master Qing.

It’s really...

Dixiu Tree asked: "How can I enter?"

Yang Qingqing: "Just probe your branches and leaves towards the scroll."

Dixiu Tree did not hesitate, its branches surged towards the scroll; upon close, it discovered its branches were rapidly shrinking? 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

Yang Qingqing called: "Du Yu."

"Here." Du Yu quickly walked over.

Yang Qingqing slightly raised her head, gesturing to the scroll in front of her: "You plant it."

"Alright." Du Yu immediately followed by diving into the leaves.

And under Yang Qingqing’s command, the Emperor’s Slave in the scroll actually rode the Thundercloud Roc, coming to receive Dixiu Tree.

Dixiu Tree was stunned!

It had killed Cold Beasts for so long, with a mountain of bones piled beneath its roots.

It never imagined that one day it would ride a Demon Saint Cold Beast...