Chapter 638: A Small Display of Skills (3k)
Su Jiu’s words undoubtedly fell like heavy hammers on everyone’s hearts. They looked at each other, unsure of what to say. Finally, Yamazaki Taka broke the silence, still somewhat uncertain.
“Miss Su, the matter of the sacrifice still needs to be decided. The temple priest who is responsible for assisting the sacrifice is a strong individual who does not reveal his strength. If you are discovered, you might be in danger with your current power.”
“Please rest assured, as long as I don’t want to be discovered, I absolutely won’t be discovered…”
Su Jiu shook her head, slowly took a sip of the exotic hot tea, a faint smile on her face. She snapped her fingers, and her mental power completely concealed her true cultivation.
The strength she displayed was that of a solid Initial Stage Battle King. Normally, she didn’t need to hide her strength, as fighting opponents above her level was commonplace. Even if she couldn’t defeat a powerful close-combat Beginner War God, she could still escape without issue.
“But…”
Just as Yamazaki Taka was about to retort, he was surprised to find that, under his mental power’s perception, Su Jiu had already transformed into a Warrior Class. His eyes widened, “How did your strength become High-Rank Warrior? Is it your mental power…”
Before, when they were inside the house, he had sensed that the other party might have strong mental power. He didn’t expect that she could even deceive him. If she could truly hide herself, then undertaking the substitution wouldn’t be impossible.
“Now you should be reassured, right?”
Su Jiu smiled, then pointed at the phone in Miss Natsu Yama’s hand and said softly, “Natsu, give me your Line account so I can communicate directly with your brother-in-law.”
“Okay.”
Miss Natsu Yama was stunned for a moment. She glanced at her grandfather and, seeing him nod, quickly helped Su Jiu log into her chat account on her phone. Then, she gave a slight reminder:
“My brother-in-law said that under normal circumstances, I shouldn’t call him, as he’s on a mission. He will contact me in two ways: usually through Line text messages, and in special circumstances, he will call directly.”
“That’s good. It’s almost midnight now, I need to go out and see if there are any signs of [Feng].”
Su Jiu nodded slightly, quietly memorizing everything. Then she put away her phone, stood up, and walked outside. As she turned, a golden sheen appeared on her face, and a mask completely concealed her features.
She only had a few high-grade Magic Crystals left in her pocket, which she needed to make [Fusheng] bombs. Currently, Dream Flower was not keeping up with the output, so she could only rely on quantity.
However, all the materials fell into E Huo’s belly, which made Su Jiu somewhat helpless. After returning to the country, she would definitely need to buy a lot in Fuzhou.
She was short on food! She was going to be eaten poor by this little fool!
“Mommy, wait for me!!”
As Su Jiu walked out the door, E Huo wiped his mouth and ran out, waving. A small wine bottle was tucked into his back, swaying back and forth. The entire Dragon looked adorably foolish.
“Hey, it’s very dangerous outside…”
Seeing E Huo, a child, also going out, Miss Natsu Yama’s expression suddenly tensed. She hurriedly tried to chase after him, but the next moment, her arm was held back. She turned to find her grandfather shaking his head at her, looking confused, “Grandpa?”
“That little girl is not as simple as you think. The aura she emits is very powerful, but their strengths seem a bit mismatched.”
Yamazaki Taka looked towards E Huo’s receding figure in the distance, his eyes filled with suspicion. He could feel that E Huo and Su Jiu were in a master-servant relationship, but their strengths felt reversed.
“That girl isn’t simple?”
Shiqiaozi looked confused. She only felt that E Huo was naive. What exactly was going on with these people?
They were all so mysterious.
“Stop eating, or I’ll turn you into a sword later. Let me first understand what’s unique about this Sakura-style swordsmanship.”
Leaving the Yamazaki family’s courtyard, Su Jiu looked at E Huo, who was holding something in his mouth. She lightly tapped E Huo’s head, took out the white booklet, and began to read.
The Sakura text inside was very ancient, vastly different from the Sakura text Su Jiu had learned in her previous life. Without E Huo’s help, this would be no different than reading a celestial book.
“Oh.”
E Huo covered his head and glanced at Su Jiu. With a flash of light, he quickly transformed into a slender Dragon Pattern Long Sword, hovering around the girl’s skirt with white mist.
Taking the long sword, feeling the familiar touch enter Su Jiu’s palm, she assembled the silver-white gauntlet with a “click.” The next second, the small white flowers in her pupils suddenly bloomed.
“This is an experience…”
The surrounding environment trembled like stones hitting water. When Su Jiu opened her eyes, her white hair blew onto her face in the wind, tickling her.
In front of her was a riverside pavilion, a chill spreading through her body. Looking further, she saw a vast expanse of white snow.
Then she raised her hand and looked at her arm, clad in samurai attire. She then glanced at the three-foot-long sword and potions by her waist. Suddenly, memories poured into her mind, and it seemed this experience didn’t just come from a single swordsman.
But from a ronin from the fallen samurai class.
The ronin joined the rebel army, using potions in his left hand to treat the injured and a hidden sword in his right to hunt down monsters that plagued the world. However, when facing powerful [Ghosts], the ronin could only retreat, his injuries worsening.
As the [Ghosts] continued to advance, the Sakura imperial family chose to compromise.
Without official support, the mortal world became hell, and the rebel army was repeatedly defeated. In despair, the ronin used his life force to unleash a sword that surpassed his limits, killing the [Ghosts] on the frozen river.
That night, the wind and snow constantly blew. Through the wind and snow, one could see flashes of sword light, as swift and light as snowflakes.
Until the next morning, someone saw a white-haired samurai holding a sword, standing at the point of engagement in the monster war.
“Fine Snow.”
As the experience ended, the surrounding scene distorted slightly. When Su Jiu opened and closed her eyes again, she looked at her arm. The three-foot-long sword in her hand had become the Dragon Pattern Long Sword. Everything seemed like a dream.
But she already understood this skill. It seemed to consume a certain amount of life force to unleash swift slashes, a killing move for mid to long range.
In fact, the life force consumed was less than that of one layer of Elegy. As a Half-Demon, she could easily endure it.
“Just right to test that samurai’s skill on you.”
As if sensing something, Su Jiu walked slowly along the small path. She scanned the streetlights and narrowed her eyes, seeing clusters of black shadows in the distance, surging like schools of fish under the lamplight.
“Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!”
The black shadows finally bounced and flew over the houses and buildings, condensing into human form. Under the lamplight, the maple leaf markings on their bodies allowed Su Jiu to clearly identify their identities. These were related to [Feng].
“The smell of [Fine Snow]…”
With a buzzing sound, about a hundred meters in front of Su Jiu, a bone warrior nearly three meters tall appeared. He raised a samurai sword radiating blue netherflame, the flames in his eyes constantly flickering.
Scanning the street, which was almost entirely filled with black shadows, Su Jiu’s gaze fell on the bone warrior in the distance. She chuckled, “Are you Feng?”
He possessed the aura of a High-Rank Battle King, but Su Jiu felt that this wasn’t an enemy general emphasized among the characters. If his strength was truly only this, why would Yamazaki Taka have retreated?
“Kill her.”
Without answering Su Jiu’s question, the bone warrior raised his arm with a “clack” and pointed at Su Jiu, his eyes flickering with blue flames.
These ninja spirits, like a black torrent, rushed directly from the path ahead, enveloping Su Jiu’s location from all sides.
Judging by the momentum, there were likely thousands of them. They all emanated the aura of a Battle General, no less than a disciplined army.
As the black torrent passed, the residents of the nearby houses became completely agitated. Many peeked through their windows at the commotion below, their gazes shifting from the torrent to the towering skeleton, their bodies trembling slightly.
Then, some intelligent people called the local Onmyoji organization and then described the situation with all the vocabulary they knew. Finally, their gazes landed on the end of the street, and they all expressed confusion:
What was she doing?
Those monsters seemed to be heading towards her?
There, the girl’s green silk hair fluttered, her deer antlers and snake tail appearing like an immortal. Her white dress and the ferocious mask intertwined, creating a visually striking impact.
Looking at the oncoming monsters, Su Jiu was naturally unaware of what the onlookers were thinking. She simply closed her eyes slightly, held the Dragon Pattern Long Sword horizontally, and seemed to be enveloped in flying snow.
“Fine Snow.”
As the first snowflake landed on the leading ninja spirit, Su Jiu’s tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. With a slight tremor of her arm, countless gusts of wind and snow suddenly surged in front of her with a “boom!”
Immediately, the black army, which had surged towards her from a hundred meters away to within ten meters of her, froze as if frozen.
The next moment, a scene that left these residents dumbfounded appeared. Those black ninjas shattered like fragments, their bodies seemingly cut several times.
“How dare you kill the General’s kin…”
The giant bone demon still wanted to do something, raising its great saber, but it heard a “swoosh!” through the air. The next moment, the world turned white. Unlike the multiple minor injuries from Fine Snow, this sword forcefully severed the bone demon’s head.
Only after the dust settled did a figure appear, bent over and digging into the bone demon’s head, as if searching for something.
Immediately, discussions erupted throughout the street. Doors creaked open, focusing on the figure in white, as pure as snow.
“One sword to break through a thousand enemies, is this person a Lord of the Gods?”
“Such strength is probably unattainable even for those Onmyoji. Is this person an external reinforcement invited by Fukuoka City?”
Soon, several cars appeared at the end of the road. They stopped about fifty meters away from the bone demon’s corpse. The car doors opened, and several people in kimonos emerged, the leader wearing an Onmyoji medal on his chest.
The young man who had previously created a shield for the Yamazaki family was among them. He stood with his mouth wide open, his eyes filled with shock. He had never realized there was someone so powerful in this place.
“Detected abnormal energy fluctuations, I knew [Feng] had awakened again. I didn’t expect someone to have eliminated it in advance.”
Looking at the scene outside and sensing the lingering sword energy, the man at the head of the group showed a look of shock.
Even with his Demigod Level strength, he certainly wouldn’t have been able to kill it so quickly. This senior in front of him must be a War God Level expert!
Quickly regaining his composure, the man stepped forward with his fists clasped, “My Lord, thank you for eliminating the [Feng] demon…”
“This is not [Feng]. Please be careful of the sacrifice day in three days.”
Su Jiu glanced at him, shook her head slightly, and disappeared from their sight with a flicker of her body. Vaguely, a small figure appeared, letting out a cute “Ao mu” sound.
Watching Su Jiu’s retreating back, the man’s face showed a pensive look. In the Adventurer’s Guild, the Feng demon in the mission also wore samurai armor, which was similar…
But what did she mean by being careful of the sacrifice day?
