With doubts in his heart, Du Yu followed Master Qing all the way down.
As he descended further, the Little Burning Sun within him grew increasingly joyful.
"Closer."
"A bit closer now."
"Demon Fire, Demon Fire, me and Du Yu's Little Demon Fire~"
Du Yu: "..."
Normally, the Little Burning Sun was not in this state.
It was apparent that the Demon Fire's allure was immense; this Little Golden Crow was about to turn into a "little chatterbox."
Du Yu imagined the Little Burning Sun rubbing its hands together, a string of emoticons popping up in his mind, somewhat cute?
He tried to hold back, but eventually said, "Sleep, Little Burning Sun. You can have anything in your dreams."
The Little Burning Sun felt embarrassed, having accidentally shared all its thoughts in its excitement.
Feeling annoyed, she murmured softly, "Hate you, I'm ignoring you now."
Then the Little Burning Sun went silent; maybe it went to play with Sister Ta.
