I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 429 The 'Gods' Plan?

"Inuyasha, come down for dinner."

Looking up at a handsome young man with silver hair and a red fur coat who was squatting on a tree trunk, Kagome tapped the wooden bowl in her hand, as if she was about to feed him.

"At least remember to come back when it's time to eat, right?"

"Long-winded!"

The boy known as 'Inuyasha' jumped down from the tree, looking displeased.

"I'm a demon! I can fill my stomach by eating people—"

"Yes, yes, here you go."

Kagome handed the food to the other person with a perfunctory expression.

She realized that this guy was just a big kid who wouldn't admit defeat: if he really wanted to eat people, would there be any survivors in this village?

Even the village's "Grandma Kaede" said that there was no need to worry about him and to let this guy called "Inuyasha" play by himself.

Even Kagome herself, if she were ambushed, might not even have the chance to draw her bow and fire the 'Sealing Arrow'.

So, let's get along well.

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"Hmph, you idiot!"

"I'm destined to become the Demon King. To think I'd get along with a human like you? Dream on!"

Here we go again. Whether Inuyasha can become the Demon King is hard to say, but his stubbornness is definitely unparalleled.

Why do you want to become the Demon King?

The girl's question stunned the silver-haired, dog-eared boy who was engrossed in eating.

Was it because of the ostracism she suffered as a child? Was it to prove her father wasn't wrong? Or was it because of that woman's betrayal?
"How about this,"

Kagome clapped her hands.
"I'll help you become the 'Demon King'!"

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"Stupid woman, what nonsense are you spouting?"

Inuyasha tilted his head back and 'pouring' the food from the bowl into his mouth, chewing as he handed the bowl to Kagome.

Do you even know what a demon king is?

"The King of Monsters?"

What else could it be? However:

"Could it be that becoming a demon king will cause a drastic change in personality or memory loss?"

Faced with the girl's cautious question, Inuyasha shook his head.

"That won't happen."

"Isn't that enough? Even if you become the Demon King, you'll still be you. What does it matter?"

The girl's words made perfect sense, leaving Inuyasha speechless.

"You saved me once, after all, and now I don't know what to do, so I'll just consider it repaying your favor. By the way, how can one become a demon king?"

Kagome pressed on, "We can't possibly beat up all the monsters, can we?"

"no,"

Suppressing his inner turmoil, Inuyasha stated the 'conditions' for becoming the Demon King.

"The monster that obtains the fragments of the divine sword is the Demon King."

"Fragments of the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi!"

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Kagawa Prefecture, an island nation.

This is the ancient 'Sanuki Province', the place where a certain emperor was exiled.

"Fragments of the Ama-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi?"

Wearing a long black robe with red clouds, the spiky-haired boy, Yi Jiang, couldn't help but ask.

"That divine sword...it's shattered?"

"Is it difficult to understand?"

The refined 'Great Tengu' slowly and deliberately asked in return:

"It's just a sword. No matter how miraculous it may be, it's still just an inanimate object."

Even inanimate objects can be subjected to endless experiments with various methods of destruction; moreover:
"The one who shattered the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi was no ordinary person."

So,
Is it involving a conflict between the gods?

"What does it have to do with us?"

To Ie's question, Ōtengu smiled nonchalantly.

"You don't actually think that the big shots in Takamagahara will be completely unaware of our 'Eye of the Moon' project, do you?"

"The bloodline of Susanoo alone is not enough for us to act recklessly: therefore we need more power—the fragments of the Ame-no-Murakumo-no-Tsurugi are an excellent aid."

Both of them possess the bloodline of Susanoo and have awakened the Eye of God, making them perfectly suited to wield the Kusanagi Sword, even if it is only a fragment.

It can still easily defeat most 'gods'!
After all, Takamagahara is a strong contender.

There are only a few; the rest, whether in terms of their divine office or their battle record, are hard to describe.

"So, we need to collect the fragments of the 'Kusanagi Sword' while simultaneously initiating the 'Eye of the Moon' project?"

With a goal in mind, Ijiang, who had previously been acting erratically, returned to normal.

"That's right,"

"However, most of those divine sword fragments are in the 'demiplane,' and they are not easy to obtain."

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Demiplane, what is that?
From the mouth of this 'Great Tengu', which looks like an ancient person from a thousand years ago,
All sorts of trendy words kept popping out, making Yijiang feel like an ancient person.

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In the half-plane,

"Back, back!"

"The 'hunting team' led by the High Priest is back!"

In a small village with only a few dozen households, a young boy on lookout came running, shouting as he ran.

"Everyone, come out quickly!"

"The hunting team is back—"

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Whether it was farmers working in the fields, women weaving cloth at home, or elderly people sitting at their doorsteps basking in the sun and picking lice, they all got up and gathered at the village entrance, some expectant and some nervous.

Soon, a group of people came from the foot of the mountain ahead, dragging a huge figure with them.

"My God, it's the King of the Mountains!"

"The high priest actually killed Him—no, it—?"

"grandmother,"

Seeing that enormous figure,
A little girl instinctively grabbed the hem of an old woman's clothes next to her.

The old woman, also dressed in white on top and red on the bottom, was carrying a strange bone staff; she was the village's shaman.

In fact, in this chaotic 'world', every village has samurai, monks, and priestesses in charge: without these people with certain extraordinary powers, ordinary people would not be able to survive, let alone reproduce, in the face of all kinds of strange monsters.

For example, this giant wild boar known as the 'King of the Mountains':

"Your Excellency, now that we've rid ourselves of this monster, our village can finally rest easy!"

"Over the years, who knows how much food this monster has ruined?"

The wild boar being towed by these able-bodied men on a raft looked to weigh at least several tons, making it practically an elephant. However, unlike the gentle elephant, this giant wild boar was agile, had a violent temper, and its body was covered in a cracked 'plate armor' formed by solidified resin, making it practically a flesh and blood tank.

You could say it's already a 'monster'.

"A monster is just a monster, how smart can it be?"

The leader wore a snow-white haori and blue hakama; his skin was fair, and his demeanor was composed; he was clearly:
A famous student from Bunkyo Ward!

With the return of the extraordinary, various 'traditional' professions are making a strong comeback.

As the saying goes, "what the superiors do, the inferiors will follow," and naturally, various traditional outfits began to become popular in terms of clothing. However, only a handful of schools in Bunkyo Ward dared to use traditional clothing as school uniforms. Those schools naturally produced elites. This student traveled to the vicinity of this village, displayed his strength, and used a series of tactics to win over and bribe the young and strong, quickly leaving them completely bewildered.

In this information explosion era, if people can't even handle a few 'ancient people', wouldn't they be ashamed of the hardships they endured fighting their way through thousands of troops?
After consolidating the young and strong, this student, who called himself a 'priest,' immediately set his sights on—

Near the village, there is the 'King of the Mountains' that has plagued the area for many years.

This is a giant wild boar. It is huge and has strong defenses. The villagers have no way to deal with it and can only let it destroy crops, and even injure and eat people!
As for the village's old witch, she could only deal with some evil spirits and heal bruises; she was helpless against this giant wild boar weighing several tons.

But now, the 'King of the Mountain' has become a corpse, being dragged back by the able-bodied men.

It transformed into the authority of this 'priest' student!

As they approached the village entrance, all the villagers instinctively bowed and lowered their heads as the 'priest' students' gaze swept over them, with some even kneeling down on the spot.

well,

The integration is almost complete.

"I will build a shrine here to worship the great Inari god!"

Cheers, commotion, and boasting could be faintly heard from outside; while inside, the young man sitting cross-legged at the head of the table leaned forward slightly, his sharp wit fully revealed.

"What do you think?"

Beside the student who called himself a 'priest' was a hunter covered in wounds. Judging from his scars and well-defined muscles, his combat strength was definitely not low.

In fact, this was the strongest hunter in the village, who had now been subdued by the student and was now serving as his personal bodyguard.

Sitting at the lower end of the table were three old men and one old woman.

The old man was the village chief and the elder of two 'big families,' while the old woman was naturally the village's witch: they represented the 'power' institutions of this small village.

Now, this sharp-witted young man before us is forcefully seizing all power with a series of dazzling methods!
“We have no objection,”

Faced with the boy, the village chief and the other two elders exchanged a glance and shook their heads.

This young man had won over the village's strongest hunter and led the able-bodied men to kill the 'King of the Mountain.' At the height of his power, how could the three old men possibly withstand him?

Besides, why should we resist? It would be best if a powerful figure were willing to protect this village.

"Your Excellency, High Priest,"

The old witch with the bone staff beside her then asked another question:
Will this Inari deity move to live in the village?

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"Ha, how could a mere remote village possibly win the favor of the Inari God?"

Although he was taken aback by the question, the student who called himself a 'priest' was quick-witted and changed the subject without leaving a trace.

"Don't think too much about it. Come with me first. After we've offered sacrifices to the Inari God, we'll begin building the shrine!"

"Yes, yes,"

The village chief and the elders both nodded in agreement.

With this young man leading the way, perhaps their village can live in peace for a few years?
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"grandmother,"

The enormous 'King of the Mountains' has been gutted, cut into pieces, and boiled in a pot.

The aroma of meat filled the entire village, making countless children salivate with envy.

This applies to adults as well as children.

However, everyone was standing quietly at the village entrance, listening to the young 'priest' on the wooden platform preach.

Standing at the very end of the line, behind the old witch, the little girl tugged at her grandmother's sleeve.

“That 'priest' has no spiritual power,”

The 'god' he spoke of did not appear.

In addition to the monsters that are everywhere in this world, there are also 'gods'.

However, these 'gods' need to be offered sacrifices regularly, ranging from fruits and vegetables to livestock and grains, and even young boys and girls.

And 'they' would appear from time to time, enjoying the offerings and displaying their power; calling them gods is more like calling them monsters that keep humans captive: in fact, many so-called 'gods' are indeed monsters.

"Xiaochun, regardless of whether he's a fake or not, his intelligence and skill are real."

The old witch whispered a warning: how different are people like them, who only possess a little spiritual power, from ordinary people? In a real fight, they wouldn't even be able to defeat a hunter.

They could only drive away those insignificant evil spirits; most of the time, they relied on herbs to cure illnesses and treat people. Compared to exorcism, they were doctors more often.

"With him in charge, the village can grow and prosper if nothing unexpected happens."

As for the unexpected?

Wherever the great demon passed, only desolation remained.

Without a powerful figure to oversee things, all efforts will be in vain if a great demon attacks.

"The divine flow of Toyo no Kami gave birth to the soul of Uga no Mitama."

May God grant our blessings forever.

Heaven is the second-best jade, earth is the second-best jade, and man is the third-best jade.

Please believe the following: Heavenly Fox, Earthly Fox, Sky Fox, Red Fox, White Fox;
The Eight Spirits of Inari, the Five Foxes and the Divine Light Jade.

Everyone should believe, based on their own desires.

On a wooden platform surrounded by villagers, the student was solemnly reciting the "Great Secret Text of Inari." Not only were the villagers below completely bewildered, but even modern people from the island nation themselves would be baffled.

But the atmosphere was right.
Everyone felt a sense of solemnity and awe.

"The Inari god governs abundance, ensuring plentiful harvests and overflowing granaries—"

brush,

As he spoke, the student pointed at the steaming pork with the short stick of white paper hanging from his hand—no, it was a 'divine coin'.

Unleash your ultimate move:
"Believe in Inari God, and you'll have meat to eat!"

!!!

"I believe it, I believe it!"

"Inari God! Inari God!"

The villagers immediately started shouting in a chaotic uproar. They couldn't understand the long string of words, but they could understand the phrase "there's meat to eat." Even the children, led by the adults, joined in the shouting in a daze.

well,

The student, who maintained a 'charlatan' appearance, was secretly plotting various schemes.

First, gain control of the village through faith, and then expand outwards, continuously gathering manpower and developing power.

After learning that there was no legitimate faith here, this plan took shape in the student's mind: to quickly gather a group of people, power and faith were the fastest ways.
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Just at this time,
The student discovered a large amount of subtle spiritual energy flowing into his body!
Each of these spiritual energies was so weak as to be negligible, but after accumulating, they began to circulate within his body.

That is to say-

"Hey?"

The little girl behind the old witch was startled.
"That older brother 'priest' suddenly..."

You have spiritual power?
Not only that,

A surge of information suddenly flooded into the student's mind.

It was a 'divine spell' and a message, which was conveyed by Lord 'White Lord' across two worlds.

Establish a shrine, cultivate followers, and secretly search for the 'shards of the divine sword'.

Well done! You'll be greatly rewarded!

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"Hahahaha~~~!!"

On the wooden platform, the once solemn and dignified boy suddenly burst into wild laughter, causing the villagers to look at each other in bewilderment.

My lord,

Could it be that he's possessed by an evil spirit?
"Please rest assured, sir, I will do my utmost!"

After bowing deeply to the distant void, the boy became even more delighted.

Unexpectedly, it was merely to establish power, using a god they were familiar with as their banner;
But by sheer chance, he caught the attention of the 'White Lord' and was bestowed with divine powers. How could the young man not be overjoyed?
This means they went directly ashore and entered the 'organization' of the divine system.

The name of the priest is perfectly legitimate!
"Everyone, please enjoy!"

As the villagers eagerly began to feast on the food beside him, the boy clenched his fist.

This 'other world' is where I will soar to new heights!

(End of this chapter)