Deep within the bamboo forest, a secluded little dwelling stood.
Under the poignant and beautiful night, moonlight sprinkled across the courtyard carpeted with red leaves—serene and lovely.
In the southeast corner of the courtyard, there was a bamboo table and bamboo chairs, neatly arranged.
At this moment, Du Yu was sitting on a bamboo chair with his eyes closed, resting his mind, while the Demon Breath swirling around his body grew ever thicker.
By his feet lay a Dust Spirit Deer, sleeping soundly.
Du Yu wasn't about to advance—no matter how fast his cultivation speed was, he still had to wait a while yet.
At this moment, Du Yu was meticulously sculpting the Demon Soul inside his Yutang Acupoint—Little Du Yu.
With the help of the Shadow Gu Tower, pure Demon Soul was continually channeled into the Yutang Acupoint.
Du Yu had become a stonemason, using his willpower as a hammer and chisel, constantly carving the body lines of Little Du Yu.
