CHAPTER 182: 136 FAMILY BANQUET?_2

Du Yu took down the note, walked into the room, casually turned on the light, and elegant handwriting greeted his eyes:

"Guard against arrogance and impatience, focus on cultivation."

Below was an elegant signature, a beautiful cursive character: Qing.

Such beautiful writing inevitably made Du Yu recall the graceful figure of Master Qing.

"Yes." Du Yu whispered in response, folded the note, and put it into the desk drawer, pressing it under the red box.

However, now he was cultivating all the time.

Inside the Shadow Gu Tower were imprisoned a bunch of unformed Demon Souls, and since they were unformed, the prey naturally couldn’t stir up any trouble.

Under constant refining, Du Yu was constantly being baptized by Demon Breath.

One might even say: At this moment, whether Du Yu enters the Demon Spirit Realm for cultivation is irrelevant.

Because the Shadow Gu Tower provided him with Demon Breath, it kept him in a state of constant fullness!

What he was thinking now wasn’t how to absorb Demon Breath, but how to digest the large amount of Demon Breath within him.

Du Yu believed that at this stage, what he should be doing most is honing his skills, preferably to the point where sweat soaked his clothes, digesting the Shadow Gu Tower’s offerings during training/combat.

"Du Yu Du Yu~"

"What, still want to eat fruit?" Du Yu snapped back to reality, asking in his mind, and was already prepared to sacrifice.

Anyway, it’s already like this, just go for it, no need to say anything!

Little Fen Yang: "During this period, my body has recovered quite a bit."

Du Yu was delighted: "Oh?"

"Sister Ta helped me a lot."

Little Fen Yang, equally delighted, said charmingly: "I am a Demon Soul~ in the future, when Sister Ta can absorb complete Demon Souls, I’ll recover even faster!"

Before Du Yu could respond, Little Fen Yang continued: "You also need to level up as a Demon Tamer quickly, my Eye of Burning Sun has even more powerful functions."

Du Yu nodded heavily: "Okay!"

Feeling extremely happy, Du Yu rushed into the bathroom for a refreshing bubble bath.

Washing away the dust from his body, Du Yu threw his clothes into the washing machine, letting it rumble, while he wrapped the damp Xiaoyan in a towel, returned to the bedroom, and plunged into the soft big bed.

Picking up the charging phone beside him, Du Yu looked at his messages.

During this period, Du Yu was not out of touch, his routine was very regular, and he even occasionally chatted with members of the organization at night.

The small group’s name was simply "Yan."

Undoubtedly, Li Mengnan had changed it, and not only that, the organization members were also required to have unified name formats, all using single characters.

Looking at the quiet group, Du Yu sent a message: "I’m home."

Soon, Li Mengnan responded.

Mengnan: "Finally back! Did you complete your sect tasks? Did Master Qing assign you the next task?"

Yu: "No."

Mengnan: "That’s great! Come to school to play! Perfect timing for the monthly exams; how about participating in the month-end ranking match? Clean up that bunch of weird old disciples!"

The term "old disciples" is clearly a product of the times and has just emerged in various Demon Spirit Academies.

Correspondingly, naturally, there are "new disciples" as well, which are the so-called Paper Crane Disciples.

Where there are people, there is naturally a community.

And where there are benefits, there is naturally conflict.

A large number of Paper Crane Disciples, with explosive talent potential, unparalleled growth speed, achieved results in two to three months that took "old disciples" a year of cultivation, forcing their way into the Demon Spirit Academy.

Paper Crane Disciples mass-seized teaching resources that originally belonged to old disciples; how could there not be a conflict between the two?

This is also in the modern society, under high-pressure management at the Demon Spirit Academy.

So even though old disciples and Paper Crane Disciples haven’t reached the point of open conflict, the struggles clearly rise and fall, unavoidable.

Mengnan: "Are you talking? Where are you?"

Yu: "Not going."

Mengnan: "Aren’t you idle? It’s a great time for you to showcase your skills! Fame and glory, just thinking about it is satisfying~ Right, how is your cultivation going?"

Yu: "Peak."

Mengnan: "Haha! My second brother is truly invincible! Come on, as Paper Crane Disciples, let’s crush those sour lot!"

Yu: "No."

Mengnan: "???"

Yu: "(smile)"

The next moment, a video call popped up, and Du Yu hesitated before accepting it.

On the screen, Li Mengnan showed half of her face, her beautiful big eyes full of anger: "You’re like a jerk! You’re so excited to tell me things, and you throw out words one or two at a time?"

Du Yu cradled Xiaoyan wrapped in a towel and put her in front of the phone: "Watch your image, Prince Yan is watching."

Brother Mengnan’s face-changing speed was faster than Du Yu’s leveling up~

Li Mengnan showed her entire face, her glossy lip corners curved up, her face full of a sweet smile: "Hi~ Xiaoyan, long time no see!"

"Ying~"

Li Mengnan looked at Du Yu: "Are you coming to the month-end ranking match?"

Du Yu felt very helpless: "This kind of event isn’t mandatory for me. Also, what rewards are there for the monthly exams?"

Li Mengnan blinked: "What kind of rewards can there be? Just to make you famous and shine for our Yan Organization? Oh... and you can earn extra credits."

Du Yu hesitated for a long time, finally shaking his head and saying: "Forget it, Master Qing clearly asked me to ’focus on cultivation.’"

Upon hearing Du Yu say this, Li Mengnan quieted down.

She thoughtfully nodded: "Yes, since Master asked this of you, then you better not mess around, don’t upset Master Qing."

Du Yu smiled, Little Mengnan may be crazy day-to-day, but she gets the point in crucial moments.

He asked: "Has Master Qing contacted you?"

Li Mengnan: "No, you..."

Du Yu scratched his head: "I’ve already recommended you, but Master Qing is too busy, prepare well and aim for good results, add to your leverage."

Li Mengnan nodded repeatedly, her voice quieter: "Thank you."

Du Yu smiled: "Prepare well for the monthly exams, if you really need, I can help you train, simulate actual combat."

"Hmm... let’s talk later, near the exams our training schedule is quite full." Li Mengnan waved her hand, "It’s almost lights out, and I still need to brush my teeth."

"Alright, alright, good luck."

"Goodbye Xiaoyan!"

"Ying~"

Du Yu hung up the video call and noticed a private message.

Wei: "Back?"

Yu: "Yeah, at Master Qing’s house."

Du Yu just sent the message when he felt his ankle being entangled by a tree branch.

His fingers paused, glancing down, he was already pulled off the big bed.

With a "thump", Du Yu sat on the ground.

He rolled his eyes impatiently, continued typing on his phone without struggling, allowing the Firethorn Tree to drag him to the living room, considering it as helping to clean Master Qing’s house.

Such an uninhibited posture carried an indescribable carefree feeling...

Wei: "How’s everything going, smoothly?"

Du Yu tapped on his phone screen, reporting his cultivation results.

Far away in an independent courtyard, Lin Shiwei, wearing a black nightgown, gently swayed on the swing, with a few playful Little Wolf Lake Dogs on the grass at her feet.

She looked down at the screen’s messages, her eyes filled with admiration, faintly mixed with a touch of pride: "My family invites you to visit."

Yu: "Huh?"

Wei: "Contracting Dust Spirit Deer is a big deal, maybe you don’t realize it, but my family really wants to meet you and thank you personally."

With the message sent, Du Yu didn’t respond for a while.

Lin Shiwei licked her lips, hesitated for a long time, tapping on her phone screen.

But she kept writing and deleting, deleting and writing, for a while, unable to send a message.

Just as she didn’t know what to do, suddenly a message popped up on her screen.

Yu: "Alright, no problem!"

Lin Shiwei’s heart instantly relaxed, another message arrived.

Yu: "Just now the Firethorn Tree knocked my phone away."

Lin Shiwei finally showed a hint of a smile: "Then tomorrow I’ll go to Auntie’s house to pick you up."

"Okaywmtdnl...;#~"