Du Yu put away the Divine Ghost Firefly, not holding back at all, leaping up in a single bound.
Yang Qingqing floated up lightly, turning gracefully to take her seat.
As the Wind Trace Steed dashed forward, the Mountain Fire Saber strapped to its back let out a constant, flapping noise, as if bidding its master farewell.
No doubt about it, the Mountain Fire Blade Realm is seriously hot.
Even during holidays, the Demon Pet Center – Hotel Department is nearly fully booked; there are always Demon Tamers renting rooms or cultivating here.
Luckily, Du Yu managed to snag a standard room.
As for the room itself, neither the master nor the disciple cared much—after all, they just needed a quiet spot to open up the Mountain and Sea Bell.
As Du Yu locked the door tightly and walked back to Master Qing's side, the Illusory Ancient Bell flickered into view and quickly vanished.
Back at the Sea Reef, Yang Qingqing couldn't help but take a deep breath, exhaling slowly.
