Chapter 158 She Dares!

The Sakurajima divine realm of Takamagahara had originally been pierced by the First Emperor's arrow, causing cracks to appear everywhere. Now, after spending an unknown amount of accumulated resources, patching and mending here and there, it had finally been restored to a seemingly magnificent appearance.

Adorned with white clouds and golden light, it certainly had a semblance of its former glory.

It was somewhat like when Amaterasu Omikami, that shut-in goddess, got angry and holed herself up at home, refusing to work, and the Sakurajima gods danced and performed rituals outside. However, of course, it wasn't as...unrestrained as it was back then. At least the dance goddess wouldn't dance wearing only her upper garment, as recorded in the ancient texts.

Perhaps it was because the Sakurajima gods had fought so fiercely before, causing quite a stir.

This time, Sakurajima used the "Human-God Gathering" as an excuse to hold a grand meeting of the supernatural world. The supernatural worlds of other countries certainly gave them enough face. The Truth Tower of Mist, the simulated angels of the Holy See, and especially the supernatural forces of various Asian countries, almost all came.

Of course, the most intense reaction came from Goryeo.

On one hand, they were extremely angry and protested vehemently against the Sakurajima gods' sudden attack and secret plot against their revered god.

On the other hand, they grumbled and took their seats.

Among the supernatural figures lurking beneath the normal world, only the New World was particularly embarrassed. Facing gods who could cause earthquakes, tsunamis, and thunderstorms at any moment, even the new equipment they brought made them uneasy. Moreover, they had previously tried to contact Sakurajima.

But this country, which used to be so obedient, had unexpectedly grown a rebellious bone.

Not only did they reject the New World's already generous contract, but they even offered some sharp and mocking words, leaving the New World's representatives feeling humiliated.

"We misjudged them. Such a huge change has occurred."

One staff member muttered in frustration.

"No, they have never changed."

These were the words of an older man. "Never."

With Sakurajima's highest-level live broadcast, they seemed to intend to broadcast this so-called Takamagahara grand meeting directly to the world, in order to establish the position of the entire Sakurajima supernatural world in the world's supernatural community. However, the Mist's supernaturalists who came to Sakurajima discovered that those guarding the core areas were not Sakurajima's great yokai or gods.

"The aura is a bit off..."

The man shrouded in a gray robe said in a low voice, "The aura of these demons is different from the Sakurajima monsters we studied before, and it's also different from the 'ghosts' in their culture. It's more vast, with a bloody and cruel side, but also a sense of grandeur and righteousness."

"They are the demons of Shenzhou."

This was the judgment of another younger, blond man.

The gray-robed man was surprised and said, "How do you know? I couldn't even tell after using magic. Did you use some new spell?"

"Uh...magic, no."

"Perhaps, my friend, pay attention to your brain and eyes. It's just simple reasoning."

Unfortunately, the Sherlock Holmes role-playing game was cut short by his friend's gaze.

The blond man coughed and said:

"Didn't the Sakurajima chefs just serve strawberry mapo tofu and xiaolongbao hotpot? That demon almost grabbed the chef by the collar and swallowed him whole... And now that great demon seems to be dipping fried steamed buns in Lao Gan Ma, and eating raw meat sashimi with scallions."

"As for whose meat it is?"

"Uh, I don't know... It couldn't be the chef's, right? Hahaha..."

"So I determined that it must not be a native Sakurajima great yokai."

The gray-robed mage was silent.

Then he silently hid his right hand, which was casting a spell, behind his back.

This damned, flourishing, and proud food culture!

He could understand this judgment. Just like when people said that they only had fish and chips and Stargazy pie, he wanted to smash that person's dog brain. They clearly also had Wellington steak, named after the Duke of Wellington who returned to his estate after defeating Napoleon.

Victory always stimulates barren creativity.

He placed his cane aside and, in the style of a Mist gentleman, mocked himself in his heart.

He began to wonder whether to eat hotpot tonight or challenge Guizhou cuisine, which surpassed the spiciness of hell and was said to be "the devil Satan kissing your tongue." In the end, he regrettably gave up this plan so as not to have to go to the Mist's proctology hospital again.

Life is long, why not try?

But, no zuo no die.

He didn't want to contribute to the global population control plan by rupturing his chrysanthemum.

Besides, a friend from Sichuan told him that there was a slightly spicy hotpot in Shenzhou that was perfect for him.

He trusted this friend very much.

He planned to try it after this trip was over.

Slightly spicy, huh.

He thought that he was also a spicy food expert in his hometown, so he shouldn't be unable to handle even this.

Before this so-called grand meeting began, he glanced at the side. Sure enough, no one from Shenzhou had come at all. This was also expected. The Takamagahara grand meeting was soon convened. For some reason, the key places around were guarded by great demons exuding the aura of Shenzhou demons, and the aura of that new god was also very strange.

Not that powerful.

It was just that behind her stood a woman shrouded in black clothing, exuding a strong aura of death and ominousness, which made everyone dare not underestimate her. They all straightened their spirits and prepared to see what this island country was up to, but gradually, everyone's expressions slowly solidified, and a trace of anger appeared in their eyes.

To establish a supernatural world system in the Eastern world with Sakurajima as the core.

For the Land of the Rising Sun, the Dignity of the Rising Sun!

After the voice fell, the practitioners of the supernatural world of other countries looked at each other, vaguely shocked and angry, but also expecting each other to be the first to stand out. In the end, they fell into a strange calm. The goddess shrouded in a white veil spoke calmly and began to directly enfeoff the gods.

However, at first, it only started from the surrounding Southeast Asian countries.

For those countries, the power of Sakurajima's supernatural world was already quite vast.

After all, the root of the strange legends and powers in this area was the witchcraft and sorcery that had been expelled from the Han Dynasty by Wohu, and that Goryeo divinity expressed extreme anger, but strangely, it did not immediately slam the table and stand up. Its attitude was quite ambiguous.

Finally, that god looked in the direction of Shenzhou and said flatly:

"I heard that there is a god in the East who opened up the river channel of the Huai River and rushed into the sea."

"Let him be named... the Water-Controlling Divine Monkey Lord."

………………

At this time, on the edge of Sakurajima, or rather, below the divine realm of Takamagahara.

The little Taoist A-Xuan finally stood on the land of Sakurajima, pushing the wheelchair.

And Head Curator Wei was still sleeping peacefully.

The little Taoist looked at the time, calculated a bit, and finally squatted in front of Wei Yuan, pushing him and said, "Head Curator Wei, wake up..."

"Head Curator Wei, we're here."

"Head Curator Wei?!"

"Head Curator Wei, it's time for dinner! There's your favorite dish!"

"Head Curator Wei, the sun is shining on your butt!!!"

But in the end, even these words that made the little Taoist a little embarrassed only caused Wei Yuan to murmur in his dream, "Zhu Jiuyin is still closing his eyes."

'How can the sun come out?'

His eyes were still tightly closed.

As for his favorite dish, something that could energize Little A-Xuan and Feng Siyu, there was even less reaction.

In the end, the little Taoist even used the "alarm clock ringtone that comes with the phone," an anti-human sound, but Wei Yuan still had his eyes tightly closed, his eyes shut, peacefully to the point of death. The little Taoist could only sigh, heavily rub his face, and look helplessly in the direction of Takamagahara.

Senior Brother... what should I do?

He's sleeping too soundly...

He bit his lip, as if he had made a decision.

Feng Siyu cracked sunflower seeds and said, "Aren't you waiting for him to wake up?"

A-Xuan said, "...I'm afraid it's too late. If we let Sakurajima arbitrarily arrange Shenzhou's affairs, then there's no point in me coming here. Senior Brothers often say that national affairs are no small matter and cannot be insulted lightly..."

The little Taoist scratched his head and added, "Besides, I'm actually not very magnanimous. Just that ambiguous sentence of his about the barbarians of the four directions needs to be addressed. But before I came, Senior Brother calculated a hexagram for me, and it was auspicious, so it should be fine."

He glanced at Wei Yuan in the wheelchair, smiled, and said:

"Then I'll have to trouble Sister Feng to take care of Head Curator Wei. I'll go to Takamagahara first."

"Um, about what happened before, I really didn't mean to."

He cupped his hands in a slightly awkward and embarrassed salute, picked up the wooden box, threw the peach wood sword behind him, and merged his body with the sword, transforming into a beam of light that soared into the sky. This was the Taoist sect's Sword Kinesis, which not many Heavenly Masters of past generations had mastered. This little Taoist, who looked only twelve or thirteen years old, was actually able to use it so skillfully.

It was just a pity that the energy was not strong. It was a clever method.

After that goddess said the words "Water-Controlling Divine Monkey Lord," there was a moment of silence on Takamagahara.

Everyone's gazes were a little strange—

Playful, curious, emotional, amazed.

She actually dared!

How dare she?

Just as that goddess was about to continue speaking.

A sword aura flew across the sky, the sword's cry was clear and melodious, as if falling from the nine heavens.

The expressions in everyone's eyes changed slightly, and there was also excitement—

He's here!

The sword light dissipated.

The cloud qi overflowed, and then a handsome young Taoist appeared in everyone's eyes, dressed in a coarse blue Taoist robe, with a wooden hairpin, a wooden sword, and a whisk, ethereal and otherworldly, incompatible with this golden, cloud qi-overflowing divine realm of Takamagahara. His voice was calm as he said, "Zhang Ruoxuan of the Heavenly Master's Mansion, under the Heavenly Master's order, is here to deliver a decree."

The little Taoist took a slight breath, maintained this calm appearance, took a step forward, swept his whisk, and said in a calm voice:

"Today, Sakurajima is setting up gods, which pleases me greatly."

"Therefore, Sakurajima's gods are allowed to enter Longhu Mountain to receive ordination and seals, in order to prove their orthodoxy."

The sentence slowly fell, and all directions were silent.

Immediately, the atmosphere exploded.

Tit-for-tat!

What a provocation!

On Takamagahara, the atmosphere instantly became tense!

ps: Today's second update... three thousand words.

Sleep, sleep~