Chapter 327: Demon Incarnation Six-tailed Fox! Minamoto Family Go Master, Runs Into A Dog Walker, Pushes To The Limit But Can’t Win
When Shangshan Che walked out of this bamboo forest, the Eldest Brother Minamoto Shizuka—who was originally in front of the bamboo forest and eighteen years and two thousand months old—had already disappeared.
Splash splash~
The rustling of bamboo leaves overshadowed the sound of the wind.
Shangshan Che turned back again and discovered that the entire bamboo forest had suddenly closed, the path they had taken to arrive had vanished without a trace, swallowed by verdant bamboo that not even a speck of light could penetrate.
Countless greedy gazes in the bamboo forest scanned him back and forth, but they vanished the instant they fell on Spider Cutter at his waist.
Feeling the chill at the end of his spine come and go, Shangshan Che finally couldn’t hold back and asked Minamoto Shizuka beside him,
“Miss Gen, what are all these things in here?”
“Not sure.”
Minamoto Shizuka shook her head: “Since I can remember, this bamboo forest has always looked like this. It has existed for far too long, so long that even that Great-Grandfather cannot claim to fully understand it.”
“—But one thing is certain: it’s best not to approach here without reason.”
Classic ancient families hide great secrets deep in the mountains.
Whatever, this has nothing to do with me.
Shangshan Che let out a breath of relief and looked up, discovering that the sun was just setting on the mountain peak. It wouldn’t be long before night fell.
On a clearing in the distance, stone benches and a stone table were placed, and two old men—one with black hair, one with white—sat facing each other playing Go.
Playing Go with cheerful laughter.
This normally wouldn’t be anything, and Shangshan Che had no intention of interfering—because he was completely clueless about Go.
But the amazing part was that every time those two old men made a move, the spiritual energy of heaven and earth in the Minamoto Family would change along with it.
Though the magnitude was extremely subtle, it undeniably existed.
If not for Shangshan Che’s profound realm in Spirit Control Technique, even the spiritual power in his body would have fluctuated along with it.
That was terrifying.
Imagine, most people would be helpless against an Onmyoji of turret type from a distance.
But if you learned this move, you could simply “raise your hand” to alter the spiritual energy flow in the opponent’s spell, directly causing the spell to explode and take out the enemy.
Shangshan Che grew curious.
He signaled Minamoto Shizuka with his eyes, and after receiving no “don’t go” response, he silently walked to the side of the Go board.
Shangshan Che watched from the side, opening his Eye of Interpretation wide to capture the subtle processes and principles causing the spiritual energy changes.
Throughout the entire process, Shangshan Che made not a single sound.
He knew this was the most basic etiquette for spectating Go.
Minamoto Shizuka’s expression changed slightly, but she said nothing as well.
And so, two guys who thought Go was a game won by “whoever captures the most stones in the end” watched the fierce battle unfolding on the board with unusual focus.
But good times didn’t last.
“Oh dear, look at this move I made… darn, redo, redo…”
The white-haired old man thumped his chest and stomped his feet after placing his stone, and as he spoke, he casually flicked his sleeve to “restart heaven and earth.”
“Redo redo, how many times have we redone these past two days!” The black-haired old man blew his beard and glared, slightly raising a finger to push the long sleeve away from afar.
“—This game, we have to finish it. I’ll make you see clearly who wins and who loses, and who truly deserves the 【Century Go Saint】 title!”
Seeing his little trick stopped, the white-haired old man was stumped for a moment.
The old man sighed… but as he sighed, he noticed Shangshan Che and the other standing by the Go board, having watched for quite a while.
The white-haired old man’s eyes lit up at first, but dimmed again upon seeing Minamoto Shizuka standing there—when it came to Go, a hundred Little Shizukas tied together couldn’t beat him!
But there was still one other.
The white-haired old man puzzledly looked at this unfamiliar face, then suddenly understood upon seeing Spider Cutter hanging at his waist.
The old man coughed twice and revealed a kind smile,
“Ahem… young friend, may I ask how long you’ve been standing there watching?”
Shangshan Che, who had gained a bit of perception, startled only after Minamoto Shizuka patted his shoulder beside him, realizing this was directed at him.
He honestly shook his head: “Got absorbed in it, didn’t keep track of time.”
Facing these two extremely normal “ordinary old men” who were playing Go so openly in the Minamoto Family—no matter how you looked at it—Shangshan Che naturally told the truth when he could.
Hearing this, the white-haired old man’s smile grew even wider: “Then young friend, do you have any thoughts on this game?”
—This old man is asking me how to play the next move?
Shangshan Che wasn’t stupid; even without understanding the board, he instantly realized the white-haired old man was probably about to lose.
Otherwise, why suddenly ask an outsider.
No, this old man can’t lose.
He’d only just figured out a bit of the trick; if the old man lost, wouldn’t all that prior watching be for nothing?
“I say, old Kiyohiro, you’re really shameless.” The black-haired old man crossed his arms and sneered, “Even resorting to calling for outside help!”
Minamoto Kiyohiro didn’t blush or skip a beat: “How is this calling for help? I’m clearly just asking this young friend for his thoughts.”
“Ask then.” The black-haired old man glanced up, “If he can beat me, then I’ve been eaten by a dog this lifetime.”
With that, he grinned at Shangshan Che: “So, young friend, what do you think?”
—I don’t know how to play Go at all!
—But no problem, I don’t know how doesn’t mean…
After spending a moment memorizing the entire board, Shangshan Che pretended to ponder deeply: “I have a slight idea, but I need two minutes to think.”
Two minutes of thinking time was nothing; the two old men naturally had no objections.
So Shangshan Che temporarily left their sight, pulled out the Special Affairs Office’s special mobile phone, and entered the website with the strongest Go AI.
Commonly known as, opening the dog.
Replicating the board took one minute; the dog gave the next move in two or three seconds.
Then, Shangshan Che returned to the board and, with Minamoto Kiyohiro’s agreement, placed the stone under the white-haired old man’s eager gaze and the black-haired old man’s disdainful look.
Plop.
This move made the black-haired old man’s previously casual expression falter slightly.
He straightened up and narrowed his eyes.
“This move is barely decent.”
After pondering for a moment, the black-haired old man placed his stone.
After that, with Minamoto Kiyohiro’s instruction, Shangshan Che covertly used the dog to play more than ten moves against the black-haired old man, gradually making his expression grave and silent.
In the nearby woods, a boy and a girl—two children—hid behind an unusually thick tree stump, poking out their little heads to watch the distant Go game.
“Zhi Jun, isn’t this cheating? How can this be allowed…”
“That’s why your grades are so poor, Xiao Jia!”
Minamoto Naoshi, who had already decided to treat Shangshan Che’s signature as a family heirloom, tsked: “This is reasonable utilization of modern technology, keeping up with the times!”
Minamoto Naoshi unhappily cursed,
“Families like the Minamoto Family now, sticking to the old ways and refusing to change, will soon be eliminated by this world!”
He gestured with his hand to the girl beside him, who was a head taller: “I saw on my mobile phone that the outside world is full of high tech everywhere! Tokyo even has a Sky Castle almost as big as the entire Minamoto Family!”
“And haven’t you seen that the Kyuuketsuin family already built a game hall… mmph mmph…”
Minamoto Naoshi’s words were cut off by a pair of small, dusty hands covering his mouth.
“Shh—”
Xiao Jia raised a finger and didn’t remove her hand for several seconds.
But as soon as she did, Minamoto Naoshi raised his eyebrows,
“Xiao Jia, what are you doing!”
“Zhi Jun! If you keep talking, Sister Shizuka will discover us!” Xiao Jia lowered her voice, “Besides, you still have a mobile phone on you!”
Minamoto Naoshi’s face stiffened, but he immediately argued stubbornly: “If we’re here, Sister Shizuka must have discovered us long ago.”
Xiao Jia was shocked: “Then why aren’t we running?”
“Run from what? I’m not scared!”
Minamoto Naoshi pulled his hand from the girl’s hands and patted her shoulder earnestly: “Because what I’m doing is right! What’s right fears no suppression!”
The boy went on for a good while, but Xiao Jia listened in a daze, completely confused.
She only knew that tonight Zhi Jun would probably be dragged to the plaza again for a spanking, with blood splattering from his little butt.
Tomorrow she’d have to carry him all day again.
“Kid, your idea isn’t wrong.”
An unfamiliar voice suddenly interjected, startling the two children.
Xiao Jia didn’t care about anything else and directly stood in front of the stunned Minamoto Naoshi, her little eyes narrowing fiercely,
“Who, who’s talking!”
“Me.”
“Who?!”
“Me!”
“Who are you?!”
“Look down…”
Two-Foot Adult sighed helplessly after waving her arms for a while from below, saying to the wary children staring at her: “I’m Lord Che’s shikigami.”
“Shikigami?”
Xiao Jia asked vigilantly,
“Which Onmyoji’s?”
After all, there weren’t many Onmyoji in the entire Minamoto Family.
“You, you’re Lord Shangshan’s shikigami!” At this point, the reacting Minamoto Naoshi excitedly poked his head out, “You’re Nishaku!”
“Yep yep! I’m the energy-saving version of Hachishaku Bodhisattva, the top ace warrior under Lord Che—Two-Foot Adult!”
Nishaku placed her hands on her hips.
Xiao Jia scratched her head seeing this.
Yeah, looks like I don’t need to do anything.
Minamoto Naoshi, like a fan meeting their idol, rattled off a ton of praise, flattering Nishaku so much she felt like she was floating off to space.
Because of the intense flattery from an outsider, Nishaku didn’t hold back and told them a lot about the outside world.
After some exchange, Two-Foot Adult realized the Minamoto Family was indeed still maintaining the lifestyle from two or three hundred years ago.
—In truth, this was the Minamoto Family’s decision to minimize external interference and maintain the calm and purity of mind for children with poor self-control.
But Nishaku, this shikigami who polishes Glass every day, and Minamoto Naoshi, this little kid who started harshly criticizing the Minamoto Family after browsing his mobile phone a bit, where would they understand this.
So the two reached some consensus after jointly cursing out the Minamoto Family.
“By the way, little fellow, do you play xx battlefield?”
“What’s that?”
“Sigh, you don’t even know this and claim to understand the outside world? Come, sister will teach you how to register an account…”
……
Twenty-three moves later, the black-haired old man’s back was unknowingly soaked with sweat.
His slightly trembling hand pinched a black stone, hovering in the air for a long time without placing it.
Finally, under Minamoto Kiyohiro’s beaming gaze, he placed the black stone back, stood up angrily, turned, and stormed off,
“Not playing anymore! I have things to do tomorrow!”
“Oh come on, making up excuses now?”
Minamoto Kiyohiro laughed heartily and asked, only making the black-haired old man’s steps quicker.
Once the other had disappeared from sight, Minamoto Kiyohiro—face blooming with smiles—stood and cupped his hands toward Shangshan Che,
“Young Friend Shangshan, many thanks.”
Minamoto Kiyohiro pointed at the sky, now mostly dark, and said cheerfully: “It’s getting late now. How about we meet again tomorrow?”
“Take care, Your Excellency.”
Not only had he crushed with the dog satisfyingly, but he’d also grasped a bit of the spiritual power manipulation technique; Shangshan Che smiled broadly as well.
One game of Go brought 400 proficiency to his Spirit Control Technique.
Where else could you find such a good deal?
Once the white-haired old man had walked far away too, Shangshan Che asked Minamoto Shizuka: “These two… what do you call them?”
“You’ll know tomorrow, Shangshan Jun.”
Minamoto Shizuka looked behind her: “More importantly… those two little fellows hiding back there should come out now.”
She clenched her five fingers, grabbing the reluctant-faced Xiao Jia and the shrieking Minamoto Naoshi.
Minamoto Shizuka glanced faintly at the two,
“Alright, I have things to do tonight… Anyway, since you two like Shangshan Jun so much, you take him to the guest room. You don’t need to be involved in other matters.”
She paused, then raised her voice a notch,
“Understand, Little Naoshi?”
Still holding his mobile phone, Minamoto Naoshi immediately realized this was Minamoto Shizuka giving them a way out, intending to wipe clean today’s “rule violations.”
So the boy quickly stuffed the mobile phone into his pocket, eyes bright,
“Guaranteed to complete the mission!”
After Minamoto Shizuka left, Shangshan Che noticed the girl who had boldly asked him for a signature earlier wasn’t talking much; instead, the boy became lively.
“You two, please lead the way.”
“Uh… um, alright! Lord Shangshan!”
“No need to be so formal. Call me Shangshan Bro, or Eldest Brother.”
“Then… Big Bro?”
Shangshan Che smiled and nodded.
On the way to the guest room, Shangshan Che, following behind Minamoto Naoshi and Xiao Jia, lavished praise on the two kids, making their faces flush red with embarrassment.
Minamoto Naoshi started talking more with Shangshan Che too.
After chatting a lot, Minamoto Naoshi suddenly asked quietly: “Big Bro, do you think the Minamoto Family’s current way is reasonable?”
Shangshan Che naturally knew what he was asking.
So he answered: “As long as the Minamoto Family doesn’t want to spread the Four Extremes Breathing Technique throughout under heaven, it’s reasonable.”
The unexpected answer stunned Minamoto Naoshi, this “modern faction.”
His idol actually said something like that?
Minamoto Naoshi furrowed his brows deeply, gritted his teeth, and continued: “Not allowing everyone to access modern tech is reasonable too?”
Shangshan Che countered: “Why do you think it’s not reasonable?”
Minamoto Naoshi stammered out the arguments he’d thought over countless times: “Because kids outside use electronic devices to socialize, get the latest info, stay in touch with society, and mobile phones have navigation to find good food and fun places; even just watching videos provides great comfort…”
Shangshan Che nodded in acknowledgment.
“Then Minamoto Naoshi, do you want to become strong?”
The boy nodded vigorously: “I want to become as strong as Big Bro Shangshan!”
Shangshan Che gazed into the boy’s clear, foolish eyes,
“Then everything you just said is irrelevant, even a hindrance.”
“And your state of mind cultivation isn’t sufficient; you can’t control yourself—let me guess, do you stay up all night on your mobile phone and lack energy the next day?”
Minamoto Naoshi’s face turned red, and he didn’t answer.
Instead, Xiao Jia beside him exclaimed,
“So that’s why you’ve been so sleepy in the mornings lately, Zhi Jun!”
Though he wanted to crawl into a hole, Minamoto Naoshi still pushed back,
“But that 【Kin】 from the Kyuuketsuin family eats, drinks, and plays all day, and he’s still so strong…”
“So Minamoto Naoshi, do you think you have Kyuuketsuin Kin’s talent?” Shangshan Che couldn’t help laughing, “Forget you—even ten of me couldn’t match him in pure talent.”
Minamoto Naoshi lowered his head and gripped his mobile phone tightly.
Shangshan Che stopped and saw the dimly lit guest room not far away.
He continued: “Minamoto Naoshi, being born in the Minamoto Family already puts you ahead of the vast majority.”
“Don’t waste this opportunity.”
Shangshan Che used a Qi Barrier hand to grab Two-Foot Adult, who was lost and circling in the distance, and headed to the guest room,
“That’s all.”
The boy stood in place, biting his lip hard without speaking.
The girl anxiously comforted him after Shangshan Che left, but with little effect.
Two-Foot Adult, floating in the sky with her butt sticking out, watched this and sighed inwardly—her newly found good teammate was gone just like that.
This Lord Che is so mean!
Shangshan Che used Qi Barrier to transmit sound to Xiao Jia, telling her to watch Minamoto Naoshi and prevent him from doing anything stupid.
He entered the guest room, casually sat in a corner, and breathed spiritual energy.
Several hours passed in a flash.
Shangshan Che closed his eyes and entered the Eternal World with Spider Cutter and Kaga Kiyomitsu,
He opened his eyes again, and the long-awaited prompt appeared before him.
【”Four-tailed Fox（Complete Form）” leveling up: 99%……100%!】
【Your demon incarnation·Four-tailed Fox（Complete Form） has finished leveling up!】
【You have obtained…】
【Demon Incarnation·Six-tailed Fox!!!】
