Chapter 214: Yagyu Dojo’s Wager With Sengoku Daimyo! Slashing Expert Little Jia! Completion Bonus For Filling Shortfalls
Following this, a completely opaque, dark red giant cocoon wrapped the Hundred-Eyed Demon loli layer by layer.
Airtight.
Shangshan Che was stunned, not having reacted yet.
It wasn’t until several seconds later that the fully filled progress bar disappeared, and after that, no matter from which angle, all he could see was that soul-stirring black cocoon.
Only then did he realize that the Hundred-Eyed Demon had entered a promotion state.
—The effect of these eyeball fragments is too potent.
Then it was truly worth it for him to risk his life to provoke that Ghost God level eyeball, which most likely belonged to the Factory Owner’s faction, with his Darkness Sword.
Although that big eyeball seemed to have remembered him in the end…
But if the eyeball’s true form were to enter the Mortal Realm openly, who knows how long that would take.
Shangshan Che let out a cold laugh in his heart.
By then, it would be unclear who would be hunting whom.
He sat on a rock, staring at the black cocoon standing on the ground for quite a while without noticing any visible changes.
“It seems this quality promotion will take considerably more time than the last.”
With this thought, Shangshan Che closed it for now and turned to look at Tamamo, who was sprawled out casually looking at her mobile phone, and asked as if nothing had happened,
“Tamamo… can you explain in detail the ‘Sengoku Secret Realm phenomenon’ you mentioned earlier?”
“Hoh?”
Tamamo’s hands, which were scrolling through her phone screen, stopped. She retracted her legs and muttered, “I didn’t expect Elder Brother Uesugi to be interested in Sengoku history.”
Shangshan Che retorted, “Aren’t the majority of people interested in Sengoku history?”
“People like Oda Nobunaga, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and Imagawa Yoshimoto are all figures that even any elementary schooler knows.”
“That’s true.”
Tamamo stuck out her tongue and recalled the relevant memories: “That Sengoku Secret Realm, it seems to be something similar to a Supernatural Phenomenon—as long as it’s not removed, it will continuously generate Sengoku soldiers at the same time intervals.
And, it has a tendency to become stronger.”
Shangshan Che pressed, “How do you remove it? And what is the identity of those Sengoku soldiers?”
“I don’t know about that.”
Tamamo spread her hands helplessly, “This wasn’t within the scope of my work, so of course I wouldn’t get more detailed information and intel.”
Shangshan Che nodded, thanked her, and quietly took note of this “Sengoku Secret Realm” in his mind.
While Tamamo was speaking, he had searched online and found that during the Sengoku Period, Shizuoka Prefecture was Suruga, Totomi, and the Izu region.
In other words, most of it belonged to the Imagawa Clan, with a small portion belonging to the Imagawa Clan’s ally—the Hojo Clan.
This made things a bit delicate.
Could this Sengoku Secret Realm be related to the Imagawa Clan and Imagawa Yoshimoto?
Shangshan Che tapped his knees with his fingers, wanting to search for more relevant materials and information online.
However, he found nothing until the Special Affairs Office containment vehicle Tamamo had called arrived.
“But it’s normal to not find this kind of information online; it would be considered classified intel at the Special Affairs Office at the very least.”
Shangshan Che wasn’t too discouraged and finally got into the containment vehicle, which looked identical to the one from Arakawa Ward.
He touched the thick steel wall of the vehicle and remarked, “The last time I rode in this vehicle was after I killed the Nue from the Demon Guide Association.”
Ryūgen Oshi let out a soft hum, looking confused.
Tamamo, sitting diagonally opposite, grimaced, clearly knowing what the words “Demon Guide Association” represented.
“What a fierce person…”
The petite girl, who leaned back but couldn’t even reach the bottom of the seat in front of her, couldn’t help but complain.
After the rear doors completely closed, Tamamo slowly said, “Elder Brother Uesugi, can we talk about your work here now?”
Shangshan Che, who was trying to figure out how his Spiritual Power had recovered by more than half in just a few minutes, withdrew his attention and nodded at her,
“Just tell me.”
At the same time, he was pondering in his mind with confusion—previously, his Spiritual Power could only recover to half in such situations, so why had the recovery efficiency inexplicably increased by nearly 20%?
The Quality of his Spirit Control Technique hadn’t increased, and the increase in Spiritual Energy Concentration was only one or two points, errors that could be ignored.
This problem was too strange.
Moreover, it seemed to have appeared only after his most recent return to the Mortal Realm from the Sengoku Period.
“Then Elder Brother Uesugi, please sign the confidentiality agreement first.”
Tamamo casually pulled out a generic Special Affairs Office confidentiality agreement and then wrote the exclusive number for Shangshan Che’s mission in the yellow-numbered section on the bottom left with a steel pen.
With a *snap*.
An extremely bizarre and profoundly deep Spiritual Power fluctuation began from that simple number and spread, enveloping the entire piece of white paper.
The confidentiality agreement, originally like a piece of ordinary white paper, immediately transformed into a blood-red leather scroll.
“Huh?”
Tamamo’s hand holding the confidentiality agreement trembled violently, “What the—how is your security clearance so high, Elder Brother Uesugi!?”
Blood red typically represented classified documents or intel of a yellow-classified level within the Special Affairs Office.
It was also referred to as “Red Envelopes” by intelligence and document-related staff.
It signified that if leaked, the Special Affairs Office would relentlessly hunt the target, and only blood could wash away the act of leaking secrets.
Would ordinary seeds have this level of security clearance?
A million brilliant thoughts flashed through Tamamo’s mind instantly.
The person who had turned the white paper red, unaware, took the paper and steel pen and pointed at the bottom right, “So I just need to sign my name here?”
Tamamo stared for a moment, then quickly nodded vigorously like a pecking chicken,
“Yes, yes! That’s right!”
Shangshan Che signed his name.
After Tamamo stiffly signed her name above, Shangshan Che felt a subtle fluctuation rise and disappear in an instant.
Although he didn’t know the specific effects of this confidentiality agreement, he felt that its impact and restrictions on him were not significant.
Also… judging from Tamamo’s reaction, his personal information seemed to be very important?
Shangshan Che was a bit confused.
Wasn’t he already completely exposed by Minamoto Shizuka before? Was this how the Special Affairs Office handled confidentiality?
Or was there something else the Special Affairs Office needed to protect…
He couldn’t understand it.
Since he couldn’t understand it, he wouldn’t think about it.
Shangshan Che looked at Tamamo, who was tremblingly putting the confidentiality agreement away, awaiting her next words.
He could see her taking several deep breaths to calm her Kansai accent that had almost slipped out several times—when working, one shouldn’t casually say things that colleagues wouldn’t understand.
Especially temporary colleagues.
“Your main job here, Elder Brother Uesugi, is to go with me to completely eradicate the yellow Mokumokuren Labyrinth】.”
Tamamo pointed at Ryūgen Oshi, who then gave him a somewhat stiff smile.
“The number of Mokumokuren is increasing with time; if we don’t exorcise them soon, they’ll become Supernatural Phenomena. That would be truly troublesome… of course, it’s not just us few.”
Tamamo sighed, the tips of her mud-and-blood-stained little shoes bumping together,
“Every time before, we lacked manpower and the number of strong individuals wasn’t enough, so halfway through, most people’s spirits couldn’t hold on, and we couldn’t completely exorcise it.”
She clasped her hands together and lowered her head slightly, “This time, I’m relying on you, Elder Brother Uesugi.”
Ryūgen Oshi bowed along with her, except his bow was almost a full genuflection.
“I will follow the organization’s arrangements.”
Shangshan Che readily agreed.
—Mokumokuren are eye-like demons that attach themselves to paper or wooden doors. In legends, their threat is not very high.
However, according to Tamamo, a large number of Mokumokuren have likely gathered together, forming an unknown anomaly, even a “Labyrinth.”
It sounds like it wouldn’t be easy to resolve.
But Shangshan Che didn’t find it troublesome.
Although the Hundred-Eyed Demon was currently upgrading towards Epic+ quality, how could he possibly dislike having more eyeballs in his pocket?
When the Hundred-Eyed Demon was of Rare quality, he had thought about letting her upgrade to Epic, and when the Hundred-Eyed Demon truly became Epic quality, he was constantly striving for Epic+.
Currently, the Hundred-Eyed Demon’s quality had reached Epic+, which was what he had expected before, and it was the highest quality among his three Demon Incarnations.
“But how can human desires be so easily satisfied?”
Shangshan Che, who was already looking forward to how powerful the yellow Super Epic】 quality Hundred-Eyed Demon Incarnation would be after being drawn out, sighed inwardly.
Humans are always like this; having one hundred makes them want a thousand; they say they’ll settle for one hundred thousand, but when they truly have one hundred thousand, their hearts have already desired a much larger number.
Tamamo’s voice came, “As for the reward, I remember it should be a water-attribute material, right?”
“A scale of the Sea Alien Light,” Ryūgen Oshi corrected. “It’s a very rare water-attribute Supernatural material that can’t be simply exchanged for normal contributions.”
“That’s the one,” Shangshan Che confirmed.
So Tamamo tapped furiously on the screen, “Also, Elder Brother Uesugi, the tunnel incident just now is priced separately.
I’ve already truthfully reported the mission process, and we will reimburse you for this part. You’ll definitely get all the rewards you’re due!”
Shangshan Che nodded, “Thank you.”
“Ah, what’s there to thank?”
Tamamo shrugged and casually tossed her phone aside after closing the screen.
Ryūgen Oshi skillfully caught it with his fingers, letting it spin in the air without letting it fall to the ground.
“We’re all workers, and workers help workers.”
She stretched and, after a brief rest, began to explain some information about the Mokumokuren Labyrinth to Shangshan Che.
Including, but not limited to, their experiences from several previous entries, matters that need attention, and items to prepare before entering.
In short, Tamamo’s explanation was very detailed and easy to understand, as if she were facing a complete novice who had never encountered a demon.
Nearly half an hour later, Tamamo’s explanation finally came to an end.
“I have noted all the key points.” Shangshan Che seriously bowed slightly to the girl, “Thank you.”
Putting aside other things, Tamamo’s meticulous and rigorous spirit alone was worthy of his gratitude.
If all the clerks at the Special Affairs Office were as dedicated as Tamamo, then incidents like today’s tunnel issue, while not completely preventable, would at least see a reduction in the accident rate by half.
Tamamo, as usual, said there was no need for thanks.
Suddenly, Ryūgen Oshi spoke, “Ryūgen Jun, would you like to temporarily rest at the Yagyu Dojo? There are private rooms, and you don’t need to worry about safety issues.”
Shangshan Che looked confused, “Safer than the Special Affairs Office?”
Tamamo crossed her arms and scoffed, “The strongest person at the Numazu City Special Affairs Office is probably on par with you, Elder Brother Uesugi.”
That was indeed not safe.
Ryūgen Oshi continued, “We have an Apprentice Master at our dojo, so it’s much safer than here at the Special Affairs Office.”
“Then let’s go.”
Shangshan Che immediately raised his hand, and at the same time reverted from his Four-tailed Fox form back to his human body.
—He understood immediately that the Dojo’s Apprentice Master was no ordinary person.
Either a Sword Master, or Ghost God level.
There would be no third possibility!
…
The chassis of the containment vehicle was very stable, with almost no shaking.
So, in the blink of an eye while Shangshan Che’s eyes were blurry, they arrived at the Numazu City Ryūgen Shinkage-ryū dojo.
As soon as they got out of the car and saw the towering dojo plaque, Shangshan Che, from a distant location, heard the synchronized shouts emanating from the dojo.
Peeking slightly inside, one could see dozens, even hundreds, of disciples in Dōgi, holding bamboo swords, practicing sword techniques in the dojo directly facing the open gate.
He raised an eyebrow, “Ryūgen Jun, your dojo has quite a lot of people.”
Ryūgen Oshi shook his head, “Not really… it’s just that most dojos still follow the principle of ‘knowledge should not be easily passed on,’ while the Apprentice Master is willing to teach sword techniques and Breathing Techniques to everyone.”
“Is it okay to teach Breathing Techniques like this too?”
Shangshan Che was a bit surprised—Breathing Techniques are almost equivalent to an entrance ticket to the Supernatural world in terms of importance.
From his perspective, although the hundred disciples in the dojo were all practicing superficially, there was no doubt that each of them had practiced a Breathing Technique.
It seemed to be completely different from the attribute of his Corona Breathing Technique, and was a water-attribute Breathing Technique.
But at least its completeness was on par with, or even higher than, the Corona Breathing Technique he had initially practiced.
Ryūgen Oshi nodded and led them in, “For the Apprentice Master, he has this much authority.”
This statement truly piqued Shangshan Che’s interest in the “Apprentice Master” he mentioned.
An Apprentice Master, as the name suggests, is a “Master’s representative,” and not even the actual owner of the dojo before them. They only manage temporarily in the absence of the “Master.”
Yet, such an Apprentice Master could unilaterally grant the Ryūgen Dojo’s Breathing Techniques—at least a portion of them—to the public.
And what did the public need to pay?
Shangshan Che felt it wasn’t much.
At least, he saw many young-faced, physically average junior and senior high school students among them, who didn’t look like they came from wealthy or powerful families.
Since the disciples in the dojo were currently training, no one came to speak with Shangshan Che and his companions.
As they walked, Ryūgen Oshi casually said, “Everyone is practicing the yellow Yin-style Breathing Technique】… Elder Brother Uesugi, you practice the Corona Breathing Technique, right?”
Shangshan Che nodded.
It was understandable that Ryūgen Oshi could recognize the Corona Breathing Technique; it was very common in the Special Affairs Office.
“The Yin-style Breathing Technique is about one level higher than the Corona Breathing Technique; it’s a Breathing Technique of yellow Secret Realm】 level, but the portion in the dojo is incomplete.”
Next, Ryūgen Oshi wanted to take Shangshan Che to find the Apprentice Master, but after completely traversing the large, medium, and small dojos, they couldn’t find the latter anywhere.
On the contrary, Shangshan Che felt the training environment here was quite good.
At least from what he saw, everyone in the dojo genuinely wanted to practice swordsmanship and become stronger.
Shangshan Che thought, looking at Tamamo beside him, who had no Internal Qi within her, “Then… with such a good environment, why don’t you practice some sword techniques for self-defense?”
“Wow! You’re really bringing up a sore subject!”
Tamamo, who had been quiet for a long time, immediately bristled. She raised her hands and gritted her teeth, “Because I have no talent, you fool.”
Tamamo cupped her right hand in front of her chest and spat out words indignantly,
“How could you talented dogs understand my pain… I’ve already tried Onmyōdō, sword techniques, and breathing techniques countless times, but they’re all useless!”
The girl grabbed her hair and shook her head fiercely.
“Forget it, I’m not talking to you anymore!”
Tamamo let out a breath of annoyance and strode down another path, as if returning home.
She shook her mobile phone, and her voice came from ahead,
“I’m tired, I’m going to sleep for a while, see you in three hours!”
Shangshan Che responded with an “oh” and wished her a good sleep.
—As a normal person, Tamamo’s nerves had been tense for so long that she really should have rested.
After the girl’s figure had completely disappeared, Yagyu Oshi spoke softly, “Shangshan Jun, follow me.”
“—The Acting Instructor is very interested in you and wants to meet you.”
Yagyu Oshi paused, then asked, “Is that okay?”
Shangshan Che understood that he was asking for his personal opinion.
“Of course, no problem,” Shangshan Che smiled, “Actually, I’m also a bit interested in this Lord Acting Instructor, so I’ll trouble you, Yagyu Jun.”
“I should be the one troubling you, Shangshan Jun.”
Yagyu Oshi bowed his head apologetically and then led Shangshan Che towards the room where he was certain the Acting Instructor would be.
Two minutes later, they arrived at a somewhat secluded quiet room.
Yagyu Oshi stepped forward first and knocked on the wooden door with his finger. After receiving no response, he returned to Shangshan Che’s side.
“Shangshan Jun, the Acting Instructor is inside.”
Yagyu Oshi stepped back two paces and gestured with his hand, “Please.”
“He wishes to meet you alone, so I will not be accompanying you.”
Shangshan Che acknowledged this, pulled open the wooden door, and entered.
The furnishings in the quiet room were simple, even bordering on nonexistent.
A plaque hung on the wall with the words 【 Mind like Water and Fire 】 written on it.
Besides that, there was only an old man and a bamboo sword.
The old man wore a simple, plain dōgi, had a long, loose braid, and knelt quietly beneath the plaque, with a bamboo sword on his lap, identical to those used by the disciples in the dojo outside.
His snow-white beard swayed with the gentle breeze.
The old man’s face was stern, and the deep, rough furrows on it seemed like the personification of the wind and hardship he had experienced.
“Lord Acting Instructor, it is an honor to meet you,” Shangshan Che paused briefly in his steps, then knelt down as well, “I am Shangshan Che.”
The old man lowered his eyes, his voice hoarse yet remarkably strong, “Young friend, there is no need for formality. You may simply call me Saionji…”
“Then, Lord Saionji.”
Shangshan Che looked directly at the old man, who, just by sitting there, made his Sword Principle tremble uncontrollably. He took a deep breath and said, “Why have you asked to meet me alone?”
—This Saionji, the Acting Instructor, was strong, frighteningly strong.
—But it wasn’t the oppressive aura of a Ghost God-level expert.
Instead, it was a different kind of strength, one that, at the very essence of Kendo, made Shangshan Che’s Sword Principle involuntarily and wholeheartedly submit.
He wondered how far this person had traveled on the path of Skill and Reason…
“Since you have asked, Young Friend Shangshan, I will not be shy.”
The Acting Instructor looked up, revealing his eyes, which were obscured and indistinct, shrouded in darkness.
He cut straight to the chase, “Young friend, have you heard of the Sengoku Secret Realm?”
Shangshan Che let out a surprised “Oh” inwardly, but outwardly, he calmly replied,
“I only recently learned of it.”
“In that case, I will be direct,” each word the Acting Instructor uttered was clear and powerful, “That Sengoku Secret Realm is merely a facade.”
“—Behind it lies a wager between our Yagyu Dojo and the Hojo Clan from the Sengoku Period.”
The sheer volume of information contained in these two short sentences made Shangshan Che’s expression stiffen.
He didn’t even know if he should continue listening.
But in the next moment, Shangshan Che realized that the Hojo Clan had already come to the attention of the Mortal Realm’s powers!
He just wondered which era the current Head of the Hojo Clan belonged to.
The Acting Instructor ignored his reaction and continued, “The Yagyu Dojo and the Hojo Clan will each send three warriors to duel. If the Hojo Clan loses, they will not attack the Mortal Realm before the Second Tide arrives.
If the Yagyu Dojo loses, they will not interfere when the Hojo Clan attacks the Mortal Realm.”
Shangshan Che remained expressionless, feigning ignorance, “What is the meaning of you telling me this, Lord Saionji? If it was accidental, I can pretend I didn’t hear it.”
The Acting Instructor chuckled.
“Young friend, don’t you already have a very clear answer in your heart?”
The old man spoke, “Young friend, you will be our final combatant, the one to cover our rear.”
Shangshan Che and the Acting Instructor exchanged a silent gaze.
After a long while, he asked with a hint of confusion,
“Why me?”
Compared to him, there should be many more, stronger Three-and-a-half Star experts to choose from.
He presumed the person before him would understand this logic.
“Because you, young friend, have neither a complicated aristocratic background nor overly complex desires; your goal is too straightforward.”
The Acting Instructor’s words sent a shiver down Shangshan Che’s spine.
Then, Shangshan Che heard the old man continue, “Young friend, I have watched all your battle recordings thus far.”
“Your foundation is solid, your sword techniques are complete, your state of mind is calm, and you have even learned some Onmyōdō, making you well-rounded with almost no flaws.”
The Acting Instructor paused at this point, cast his gaze, and said to him with a faint smile,
“However, you are solely lacking in a sufficiently refined footwork; it’s not flexible enough.”
“—Young friend, am I right or wrong?”
Shangshan Che opened his mouth but found himself speechless to refute.
—The Natural Reason School did indeed have quite a few footwork techniques, but most of them were designed to adapt to specific sword techniques and were very simple to use.
If he were to speak of a footwork technique that could serve as a facade and elevate his overall strength, he truly did not have one.
Therefore, Shangshan Che could only sigh helplessly,
“Lord Saionji, you have indeed found the right person.”
The straightforward answer stunned the Acting Instructor, who couldn’t help but praise, “What spirit.”
Even with the temptation of what he desired, to put his life on the arena without any hesitation or deliberation was not something everyone could do.
Yet, the young man before him had done it.
To be able to do something like this, besides being a gambler with extreme envy, one must undoubtedly be a strong individual.
Just as the Acting Instructor was about to speak, he saw Shangshan Che glance outside before saying, “Lord Saionji, you are not choosing Yagyu Jun as one of the candidates because you are worried, aren’t you?”
Shangshan Che shook his head and sighed, “Such indulgence.”
“You can even see that?”
The Acting Instructor chuckled, a rare smile appearing on his old, rough face.
He admitted openly and generously, “Who could help it when Yagyu is my only heir? He has not yet received sufficient growth and tempering, and it would be too regrettable if he were lost in such a place.”
No, the reason wasn’t actually that.
Shangshan Che’s mind was as clear as a mirror, but he didn’t press the matter further.
Given his relationship with the Acting Instructor, saying this much was enough.
Any more would be overstepping.
The Acting Instructor’s expression turned serious, “Young friend, this footwork technique, which will be your reward, is ‘Eightfold Fence’ after significant improvements through my own cultivation.
Although this name is one of the original secret techniques of Ryūgen Shinkage-ryū, it has little to do with the Eightfold Fence I will teach you, so you need not worry.”
“Additionally.”
The Acting Instructor spoke, “I will teach you this footwork technique before you enter the arena.”
This time, it was Shangshan Che’s turn to be astonished.
He scratched his head, “Lord Saionji, you are so generous, aren’t you afraid I’ll learn it and then sneak away without fighting?”
“That is impossible.”
The Acting Instructor stared into Shangshan Che’s eyes and stated without hesitation, “Because you already crave strong enemies and fierce battles to an extreme degree.”
…
After their serious discussion concluded, the Acting Instructor exited the quiet room.
“Why are you accompanying me out, Lord Saionji?”
“I am the Acting Instructor of the Ryūgen Shinkage-ryū Dojo. Don’t I need to teach students and disciples on a daily basis?”
So matter-of-factly, he answered Shangshan Che’s question.
Shangshan Che pondered for a moment and felt that it made sense.
However, there were too many unscrupulous dojos these days; let alone a master or acting instructor, finding a dojo that would let its closed-door disciples teach the masses was already considered quite conscientious.
Following behind the Acting Instructor, Shangshan Che once again walked past three dojos that had already had their disciples changed. He said softly with emotion,
“The dojos are very prosperous.”
The Acting Instructor, however, shook his head, “False prosperity, best not to mention it.”
“If it were during peacetime, it would be fine.”
The old man silently gazed at the disciples who were full of energy, shouting and grunting, “But with the great trend already rising and turmoil approaching, merely strengthening the body is of little significance.”
“—There are too few disciples who can face death without fear and solely pursue strength. They still cannot effectively resist demons, nor can they bring any help to this world.”
Shangshan Che spread his hands,
“And fearlessness in the face of death is not something that can be forced. The First Tide has only just passed, and ordinary people need time to adapt to new changes.”
“Those who cannot adapt will face death.”
The Acting Instructor withdrew his gaze.
Shangshan Che followed him, “Old Man, your words are quite harsh.”
The Acting Instructor replied indifferently, “Is this not the truth?”
The elderly man, his years showing, pointed out a few things to the crowd, then turned back and met Shangshan Che’s gaze, “The Tide is coming, the Eternal World is surfacing, and the centuries of stable era have already come to an end.
From now on, those who do not adapt to the new era and do not quickly become stronger will only be swallowed by the Tide, both in will and in life…
In such a world, is there still even a shred of warmth to be found?”
“But Lord Saionji, you have still widely spread the Breathing Technique.”
Shangshan Che looked directly into the stern and imposing gaze, smiled, and nodded,
“That is enough.”
The Acting Instructor remained silent.
Shangshan Che no longer followed him but yawned, “Alright… I should get some rest.”
He gave a thumbs-up to the Acting Instructor, who had slightly turned his gaze, “Old Man, you should keep up the good work!”
With that, Shangshan Che turned and left, wanting to find a quiet place to lie down for a while.
And, to strengthen Little Jia.
Before, when venturing deep into the tunnel, Kaga Kiyomitsu’s Soul Spirit Points had already surpassed a thousand, reaching 1027 points.
And the enhancement effect, 【 Slashing Specialization 】, only required a mere thousand points.
Because after enhancing Slashing Specialization to 【 Slashing Expert 】, it would synergize with the original Thrust Expert, granting Little Jia an unknown new ability.
So, based on past experience, this reinforcement should also take quite some time.
This time difference was just enough for Shangshan Che to get a good sleep.
After all, facing that Ghost God-level eyeball’s Darkness Sword in an extreme situation had greatly consumed his mental energy.
“Little Jia, if you wake up first, remember not to wander off.”
Shangshan Che took Kaga Kiyomitsu out of the Storage Bag and cautioned her.
He hadn’t had Kaga Kiyomitsu at his waist when he met the Acting Instructor earlier.
—It was a traditional skill for Little Jia to firmly attract the attention of swordsmen, so it was best to avoid any trouble if possible.
“Okay, okay!”
Although the constant sound of swords clashing around made Kaga Kiyomitsu feel very novel, it would still obey its master’s words.
“Good Little Jia, I’ll take you to hack at big guys later.”
After painting a grand future for Little Jia that would soon be realized, Shangshan Che moved away from the energetic and noisy dojo and found a bench to lie down on.
【 Do you wish to consume Soul Spirit Points ×1000 to enhance “Slashing Specialization”? 】
“Yes.”
With a thought, Shangshan Che lay on the bench, enjoying the breeze, and closed his eyes.
…
“Hey? Hey? Hey! Elder Brother Uesugi, it’s time to wake up!”
Shangshan Che was awakened by Tamamo’s distinctive Kansai dialect.
He opened his eyes with satisfaction, but he didn’t look at the girl who was close to him first.
Instead, he looked at Kaga Kiyomitsu, who had already completed the enhancement of Slashing Specialization and was cheerfully greeting him by extending its blade from its scabbard.
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