Chapter 1431 - 917: Returning Home in Glory

"Thanks for your hard work, Xiaoyezi." Du Yu patted the pile of leaves in his arms. "I have to wash up, could you find me an outfit?"

"Okay~" Golden Leaf seemed very happy.

Not only because its master recognized its labor, but also because it had returned to its familiar home.

A home that belongs to it.

Du Yu had only taken two steps outside but stopped again, turning his head back.

All he saw was Lin Shiwei quietly standing in place, seeing him off.

She wore a mysterious and elegant black dress on her tall figure, embodying the grace of a Northern beauty.

But those eyes were too authoritative, her overwhelming presence was more than most could bear.

She didn’t need to do anything intentionally; just standing there was enough to make anyone tremble with fear.

Looking at the elevated Empress, a thought popped into Du Yu’s mind: Who would dare to want you besides me!

Thinking silently, he slowly raised his right hand.

"Hoo~"

A Wind-Fire Pillar enveloped her.

Lin Shiwei raised her eyebrows slightly, not resisting, as she was collected into Du Yu’s arms, heading towards the bedroom.

She seemed to realize something, slightly bowing her head, resting it on Du Yu’s shoulder.

He carried a hint of Dragon Saliva, with the unique aroma of the Qingci Saint, spreading a faint fragrance.

But soon, this unique scent was replaced.

When Du Yu pushed open the bedroom door, the aroma of pear blossoms filled the air, making one’s heart feel calm.

On the bedroom windowsill, a Twin Flower was quietly blooming.

It seemed that during the months at Shatang Mansion·Firethorn Residence, Golden Leaf had taken good care of it.

Du Yu paused to admire it for a moment, then stepped towards the bathroom.

...

"Today, the first batch of warriors returning home arrived across the country." On television, the anchorman’s voice was articulate and precise.

Though a professional, the anchor couldn’t help feeling excited, and his face lit up with joy: "People spontaneously take to the streets to welcome the heroes home..."

In the living room, after bathing, Yu and Wei idly curled up on the sofa watching TV.

More accurately, Du Yu sat on the sofa, while Lin Shiwei curled up her long legs, laying sideways on the sofa, her head resting in Du Yu’s arms.

She still wore Du Yu’s gray T-shirt, which was very loose, making her look lazy and comfortable.

Her cheeks were flushed; while appearing to watch TV, her thoughts seemed to drift elsewhere.

Du Yu was browsing on his phone, his other hand stroking the girl’s hair, his fingers playing with a lock of her hair.

Hearing the broadcast, he lifted his gaze towards the television screen.

Military trucks rolled down the streets, the soldiers on them solemn, their posture straight, saluting impeccably.

People crowded the roadsides, cheering excitedly, raising their fists, their faces flushed as they shouted.

In their hands, flags waved, regardless of their size, vibrantly colorful.

In the footage, Du Yu even saw an emotional man burst past the barricade, thanking tearfully, falling to his knees.

He was soon assisted up by a staff member maintaining order, though his emotions remained intense, unable to stop crying.

Du Yu didn’t know the man’s story, he only hoped the man and his family are safe.

But seeing his gratitude, no matter how painful and dangerous the story’s process was, at least the ending seemed good.

Yes, let’s hope so.

Slow-moving military trucks, a bustling street, solemn soldiers, crowds lining the way.

Du Yu had seen similar images in books, but never thought he’d witness it firsthand one day.

A long street that stretched beyond sight.

A crowded mass of people seemed endless.

From a distance, Du Yu saw above the crowd, a particularly large red flag fluttering back and forth.

This boiling red sea was so heart-stirring, moving one’s spirit.

Du Yu’s heart also prompted four large characters: Revel in the honor.

"Hmm?" Du Yu lowered his gaze.

The girl in his arms stretched her arm, wrapping it around his neck, gently pressing it down.

While the crowd on TV continued to cheer passionately, the young couple on the sofa engaged in a passionate kiss.

After a while, Du Yu gazed at the noble and charming girlfriend in his arms: "Is this what I deserve?"

Lin Shiwei smiled but didn’t reply.

The anchorman continued broadcasting the news, while Du Yu resumed browsing on his phone.

This was the first time in months he connected to the internet.

Online news about the two-worlds battle flooded everywhere, and similarly, news about Du Yu was astonishingly abundant.

The event of leading a team to destroy the Youhan Tree happened a month and a half ago.

After such a long fermentation, public feedback was predictable.

Du Yu used to attract mixed praise and blame, but now...

"Du Yu! Du Yu!! You are my God!!!"

"Divine General Yu! I’ve watched you grow these past three years! Gosh, it’s so surreal..."

"When the Thousand Paper Cranes scattered over the high school gate at Ancient Pine Tower, did you see the cogwheels of fate? Click, click, they turned!"

"I always said God Yu wasn’t a scourge! Now everyone knows! He’s the only one who can destroy the Cold Tree, that’s why Youhan targeted him!"

"Yes, yes! After Ancient Pine Tower people relocated, Du Yu stayed in the city, resisting Youhan’s invasion, guarding Great Xia, while bearing such immense criticism, truly..."

"Apologize!"

"Apologize, apologize!"

"Back then, the ultimate exam cut down that Cold Tree, wasn’t it in preparation for this day?"

"I’m Du Yu, the first Paper Crane Disciple of Great Xia! I’m not here to flatten a single Bottomless, I’m here to take down all of Youhan!"

Du Yu’s expression turned odd, pausing his fingers.

I think, I never said those words?

They do sound quite imposing, huh?

Hmm... please, do amplify this sentiment!

Du Yu browsed through news headlines about himself, looking at the various comments below.

His fingers played with Little Shiwei’s hair tips, gently twisting them.

Lin Shiwei initially thought her hair was a bit long, reaching her shoulders, but upon seeing this scene...

She decided not to cut it.

"Buzz~ Buzz~"

The phone suddenly vibrated, and Du Yu was startled for a moment. How long had he been online, and already receiving a call?

Twenty-Ninth Bureau·Director’s Office?

Du Yu answered the call: "Senior Brother Li?"

"Junior Brother, long time no see!" Li Jing’s voice was full of laughter.

"All good, all good." Du Yu also responded with a smile.

Lin Shiwei raised her hand, and the Golden Leaf immediately moved to the coffee table, pausing near the phone and water cup before finally landing on the remote.

The girl gently beckoned, and the Golden Leaf promptly wrapped around the remote, delivering it to the hostess’s hand.

And at the moment her fingers touched the leaf, the Golden Leaf suddenly trembled lightly.

Feeling something unusual, Lin Shiwei lowered the TV volume and closely examined the Golden Leaf.

As the Demon Emperor, Du Yu was naturally extremely perceptive.

While listening to the phone conversation, he glanced at the leaf by the girl’s side.

Amidst the intense fluctuation of Demon Breath, Du Yu’s heart was filled with joy.

Is the Golden Leaf about to advance?

It’s already at Spirit Level Peak; if it advances, it’ll reach the General Level!

"Junior Brother?" Li Jing had been talking for a while without getting a response from Du Yu, so he raised his tone slightly.

"Ah, what did Senior Brother just say?" Du Yu snapped back to attention.

Li Jing said helplessly: "Interview, the Great Xia official media wants to make a special documentary about you. Master Qing asked me to get your opinion."

Du Yu pondered for a moment: "Hmm..."

Since starting Demon Taming, he hadn’t been involved in such matters.

In fact, given Du Yu’s past achievements, he was already a focus of various media.

Simply the unique identity of a Paper Crane Disciple attracted a lot of attention to Du Yu.

Not to mention, Du Yu consistently topped exams, drawing huge attention.

Moreover, over the years, Du Yu has been executing spiritual artifact missions, putting out fires everywhere, which gained him some criticism.

There are always people who can’t understand that places catch fire first, then the fireman appears.

Rather than the fireman causing fires wherever they go.

Overall, Du Yu is not short of topics, and interviewing him would naturally bring huge returns!

But throughout this time, Du Yu’s path of cultivation remained extremely quiet with a pure goal, never disturbed.

This was naturally because Master Qing was by his side, shielding him from all storms.

Now, Master Qing unexpectedly didn’t reject outright but let Du Yu decide?

Is it because the opposing party has considerable influence?

What a joke!

Yang Qingqing is the highest leader at the Great Xia Bookstore·Twenty-Ninth Bureau, a half-step Saint, one of the Eight Divine Generals of the Great Xia, and Du Yu’s mentor...

Would she fear the opposing party’s influence?

No matter how influential they are, can they surpass the Kunlun Divine Tree?

So...

Du Yu pursed his lips. Does Master Qing believe the crisis in the Twin Tree Realm is over, and her disciples can truly take a break?

Or perhaps, she hopes her disciples can be vindicated, recognized and praised?

Li Jing patiently waited for a while before speaking: "Maybe you should think about it more, and send me a message once you’ve decided."

To Li Jing’s surprise, Du Yu said directly: "No need, I’m quite busy."

When Du Yu mentioned "busy," Li Jing naturally didn’t doubt him.

However, Senior Brother Li kindly said: "Junior Brother, you should take a few days off. It’s been over three months; even the Demon Taming Emperor isn’t made of iron!"

"Thank you for your concern, Senior Brother. I’m actually resting." Du Yu laughed, "When I said I’m busy, I meant I’m busy spending time with my girlfriend... uh."

Li Jing: "..."

Lin Shiwei’s gaze flickered, as she casually twisted the leaf, raising her eyes to look at Du Yu.

Du Yu rambling on: "I meant busy spending time with family, nurturing the Demon Pet."

Li Jing couldn’t help but laugh, worrying as a brother.

Since that’s the type of busy...

Li Jing thought for a moment before finally speaking: "So you’re really not accepting the interview? With such great achievements, it’s only fair to receive much reverence and gratitude.

And it’s been so many years; is there nothing you want to say to the world?"

Du Yu’s hand fell upon Little Shiwei’s enchanting face, gazing into her dark eyes, and softly said: "No."

"Really nothing?" Lin Shiwei laughingly looked at Du Yu, "Forgot those times when you were so aggrieved you didn’t even want to look at your phone?"

Du Yu smiled: "I have said."

Li Jing eagerly asked: "What?"

Lin Shiwei raised an eyebrow: "Hmm?"

Du Yu looked at the girl and softly asked: "What do you want for lunch? Shall I make it for you?"

Lin Shiwei was somewhat surprised yet delighted, and couldn’t help playfully scolding: "Senior Brother is asking what you want to say to the world!

You, this guy, seriously consider taming me as well?"

Du Yu’s expression turned peculiar: "I’m asking what you want to eat, not telling you to unleash Spark Splash."

"Buzz... Buzz... Buzz..." The phone emitted a busy tone in the background.

In the director’s office of the Twenty-Ninth Bureau, Li Jing frustratedly hung up the call.

Damn,

it’s been killing dogs.

Doesn’t anyone care?