I planted a sacred tree in Tokyo.

Chapter 777 In a fit of rage, he...
"Sorry, Ash."

A few minutes later, Xiaoxia bowed her head and apologized to Xiaozhi again.

"Because of me, you were unable to keep Pikachu."

With Director Zhuya arriving, both sides, hesitant to act rashly, ultimately chose to compromise: Team Rocket released Misty and withdrew from the city; as for Raichu and Mewtwo, they returned to the Sky Continent.

"It's okay, we can get Pikachu back later."

The burly elementary school student, Xiao Zhi, waved his hand, a gesture that prompted Director Zhu Ya to adjust her non-prescription glasses.

I was careless.

He had once received a report that Ash had defeated a group of Spearow.

Back then, I thought he was just a talented elementary school student, but now it seems he's far more than just 'talented'.

Even the most extraordinary talent is not enough to describe it!

A 10-year-old demon-level monster!

Moreover, judging from the scene when he arrived, Ash actually overpowered Raichu?
Even though that Raichu wasn't in good shape, it was still a Ghost-level monster! Judging from its stance, it was even preparing to fight Mewtwo as well.

but--

While adjusting his glasses, he subtly glanced at the other two people present.

Kasumi Hanakain, a direct descendant of the Hanakain family and a disciple of Yura, is a genius destined to become a Demon-level being; at such a young age, she is already a Wolf-level superhuman. Keep in mind that even the captains of the special police units in the Metropolitan Police Department, who toil away day and night in nuclear reactors, are only at the Wolf-level.

As for the other one:
“Princess, your family will worry if you run away like this.”

With Raichu added to the mix, perhaps it was because of these experiences that Ash possessed this power?

"Uncle Zhuya is overthinking it,"

Kozuki Yomi still respected the director who often gave her candy: after all, he was a 'god' too.

"Father has already given his permission for this trip. And—"

The little girl clenched her fist.

If you don't go out, you won't know the full spectrum of human life, and you won't know the immensity of heaven and earth!

Back in Tokyo, all the adults indulged her; but did her peers, who were still learning to speak, communicate in 'baby talk'?

Although Ash Ketchum may seem a bit clumsy, he's a suitable friend for her; and while enemies like Mewtwo didn't kill her, they still gave Tsukiyomi a good beating, letting her truly experience what battle is all about.

Those things before were nothing more than 'playing around'.

“This is what I want!”

The excitement, on the contrary, fueled the little girl's fighting spirit.

"A visible goal is more worth pursuing, and only surpassing it is meaningful."

Seeing how quickly Xiaoyueye had shaken off her negative emotions and was now full of fighting spirit, Director Zhuya couldn't help but nod in approval.

As expected of that person's bloodline, they were born to stand at the top.

"The three of you, shall we head back to Tokyo first?"

Director Zhu Ya raised her hand in greeting.

"Whatever you want to do, you need to rest and recuperate after the big battle and make a long-term plan."

"I"

Xiao Zhi was about to say that he was in superb form, but when he looked down:

Then you can see his tight boxer shorts: he was originally wearing long sweatpants, but in the fight just now, the pant legs were shredded to pieces!
If he hadn't instinctively used his spiritual power to protect himself, he would have almost become a "bird-walking expert".

Even Ash would feel embarrassed.

Besides, there were girls present—

"Then let's go back first and get some clothes."

Yami also agreed to temporarily halt the pursuit: two elementary school students and a one-and-a-half-year-old child had impulsively run to Team Rocket headquarters. Although they did see 'Pikachu,' they were almost beaten to their knees on the spot: if Ash hadn't broken through on the battlefield and directly advanced to Ghost level...

However, among all the ghost-level beings, his level is among the top!
The power of Bloodline Elimination is inherently superior to Bloodline Limit.

Not to mention the Ghost level achieved through other methods.

The world has never been fair.

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Bharat,
The scripture located in the sky above Delhi
It has expanded beyond the city: countless Baratians have poured in from all directions, gathering around the city in an astonishing hundreds of millions!

What does this mean? Even at its peak, the island nation only had a population of over 100 million. Before the Extraordinary Rebirth, only 15 countries had a population of over 100 million, and now there are only three: Bharat, Bharat's nemesis, and Egypt in Africa.

Other countries like Russia, the Philippines, America, and Mexico were also severely affected by extraordinary disasters; their populations are another story.

This is equivalent to the population of one or even several other countries flooding into a city!
Even with the Bharat government operating at full speed, it was on the verge of collapse.

No, it should be said that it is already on the verge of collapse.

The emaciated corpses with smiling faces by the roadside are evidence.

The reason why no one left and why Barat people continued to pour in was because:
"Hahaha, I did it!"

An old man from Bharat, his body completely withered, suddenly stood up, dancing with excitement: he even did several backflips on the spot, his agility quite different from his rotten appearance.

"After ten thousand years of arduous cultivation, I have finally attained enlightenment; today, I am a Brahmin!"

Old man Barat, wearing only a loincloth, couldn't help but cry with joy.

It was obvious that he was a 'hermit'.

After entering the 'Paradise', he continued his 'ascetic practice' and finally broke through his limits, stepping into the realm of the extraordinary.

"My lord, please come to the inner city for a talk."

Soon, several government officials from Bharat arrived and offered the old ascetic a palanquin carried by people: indeed, because the streets and alleys are full of people coming to "worship", people now walk everywhere in Delhi.

And this old ascetic was able to step into the 'extraordinary' realm, so he was naturally a 'Brahman' of the new era.

"Um,"

The old man, covered in dust and wrinkles and looking like a mud figure, was not polite at all.

After boarding the magnificent sedan chair, I couldn't help but ask the government staff:
"It is said that one can enter the 'Asura Path' for arduous cultivation within the inner city?"

"Yes,"

The government staff nodded in response.
"In the Asura Path, there are three hundred trillion demon gods: you can challenge countless demon gods, defeat the Heavenly Emperor, and gain even greater power."

"The Heavenly Emperor? Not bad—"

The old ascetic nodded slightly. Thanks to his 'ten thousand years of ascetic practice' in the Blissful Realm, he broke through to the extraordinary realm in one fell swoop.

The next step, naturally, is to challenge all the demons and gods, and then defeat the Heavenly Emperor!

Don't ask why,
Any legend of Bharat will ultimately dishonor the Heavenly Emperor.

Today, countless people from all directions flock to Bharat to enter the 'Elysium' and cultivate themselves there—yes, Ganesha, the 'Ganesha, the elephant-headed god,' openly declares that one can cultivate oneself in the Elysium.

Indeed, there are quite a few people with great perseverance and wisdom who have passed the tests of the Pure Land and successfully generated 'spiritual power' on their own.

These people were suddenly transformed into the 'Brahmins' of the new era, invited into the inner city, and then entered the 'Asura Realm' for cultivation.

In the Asura Realm, one can not only improve their cultivation level, but also learn combat skills!
Of course, most people enter the 'Paradise' simply to enjoy themselves, and the God of Wisdom could only sigh 'foolish child' at this, but would not make things difficult for them.

He preached and expounded the Dharma every day in the 'Heavenly Realm God,' captivating and delighting countless monks!

It can be said that within the "Three Realms" constructed by the elephant-headed god Ganesha:
Anyone can find their place!
Although Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, repeatedly warned everyone that while the three realms were indeed wonderful, reality was the foundation for survival.

But how could countless people in Bharat have heard of this?

This is all joy!
The Celestial Realm
The souls of countless Bharat monks,

They sat neatly cross-legged atop the golden clouds.

With his hands clasped together, his face showed satisfaction, joy, and admiration;
For a colossal god, surrounded by countless monks, was preaching and expounding the Dharma amidst the clouds:

"The soul is neither born nor dies, existing eternally and never perishing; the body may be killed, but the soul is immortal. The wise do not grieve for the living, nor mourn for the dead." This giant god had a head and four arms, a large belly, and held an axe, candy, prayer beads, and a lotus flower. He was adorned with earrings, bracelets, rings, armlets, and anklets, and his body was surrounded by a necklace of precious jewels, the first string around his neck, the second around his chest, and the third around his navel.
Its entire body is adorned with solemn golden patterns, radiating auspicious golden light.
He sat cross-legged atop a giant golden rat, exuding unparalleled holiness, wisdom, and majesty!
This golden-haired rat was no ordinary creature; it was a demon named 'Gajramah', which was transformed into a mount by Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, with a touch of his tusk.

There is another story about his rat mount: it is said that Ganesha and his brother, Segantha, the 'god of war' in the myth of Bharat, made a bet on who could circumnavigate the world the fastest.

His younger brother rode off on a colorful peacock, confident of victory; however, Ganesha rode a golden mouse, slowly circling his father, Shiva, stating that to him, his father was the world.

Shiva was overjoyed. As for his foolish brother who actually went to circle the world, let's not mention him.

The magnificent elephant-headed god preached while his elephant eyes were slightly open.

Within his pupils, flames leaped and demonic shadows flickered!
So easy, so easy.

Although it would be easy for 'He' to deceive mortals;
But such a large number of unwavering 'believers' is also a huge unexpected bonus.

One billion!

The main world is full of magic.
It wouldn't be bad to 'grow up' these believers.

The so-called 'Ganesha' is none other than Belial, the 'King of Lies' of the Burning Hell!
He transformed into Ganesha, the elephant-headed god, through his 'realm of lies,' and after a series of miracles, he attracted a large number of believers; moreover, he spoke frankly about the drawbacks of the 'three realms,' which made the Barat government even more convinced.

The perfect lie

It is composed of countless 'truths'.

The treasures and magical items He bestows are all real!

The "Guanglin Profound Book" he passed down is indeed a treasure trove for cultivation: using this illusory world to hone skills and break through one's limitations is not a pipe dream.

However, a demon king is a demon king, and all of Belial's 'investments' are for the final 'harvest'.

With the prayers, worship, and faith of countless Barat people—

"Maybe."

The enormous elephant-headed god had a dazed look in its eyes.
"In this world, can I surpass those three old guys?"

It is not impossible to completely destroy the 'Crystal Arch' and end the 'Eternal War'.

Every day, the spiritual power of hundreds of millions of people surges in, greatly increasing the power of the 'King of Lies' while also making him arrogant: giving rise to ambitions far exceeding his limits.

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Tokyo,

"This fabric is a specialty of the Huakaiyuan family."

Xiaoxia, who had returned to her hometown to rest, prepared a pair of pants for Xiaozhi.

"Possessing extraordinary toughness and defense, and capable of expanding five times its original size without being damaged, it is a 'treasure' that is not available on the market."

In this way, even if Ash 'transforms', he doesn't have to worry about the risk of running around naked: after all, Ash is a magic idiot, and he relies entirely on his strength to fight.

The only thing that could be considered a 'technique' was blasting out ball lightning from his fist; but at his level of strength, he could kill most enemies with sheer force.

"Little Zhi, come with me!"

On the other side, Kozuki Yomi, who had floated over, waved.

"What's matter?"

Having changed into the long pants Xiaoxia had prepared, Xiaozhi turned to look at the little girl floating in the air.

"You'll see when you get here, hurry up."

?

What's all this about, so mysteriously?

Xiao Zhi didn't think much of it and started walking over there.

What's that over there?
Family training ground
Xiaoxia, noticing that direction, quickly followed.

For this 'little princess,' the Hanakain family was truly her own backyard; so it's not surprising that Kozuki Yomi knew about the Hanakain family's training grounds.

"This is... the training ground?"

Arriving at an open space in a huge courtyard, Ash glanced around and came to the same conclusion.

"That's right,"

With her hands on her hips, Tsukiyo lifted her small face.
"Let's fight one more time!"

?

"No, thank you."

Xiao Zhi hesitated and waved his hand;
He had previously defeated Komiko through 'scheming', and now he has even begun to master the power of 'Ji', stepping into the Demon level: he is considered a strong person even among Demons.

If I fight with Xiaojianzi again, that would be bullying.

"Hmph hmph hmph,"

The little girl raised her hand and covered her forehead.

As the old saying goes, "A scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days' absence."

As the little girl's hand moved downwards, her eyes suddenly turned a layer of purple.

As the pupils contract, circles gradually appear.

"Brother Xiaozhi,"

"Don't underestimate the power of those eyes!"

???

"Huh, the Eye of God?"

Xia, who had followed to watch the battle, looked at Tsukiyo in shock, causing the latter to raise her chin even higher.

"That's right, this is the Moon's Eye of God!"

There are some things that everyone knows, but no one can say them out loud.

For example, Lord Rokudo's 'Eye of God', and Kozuki Yomi's 'Father'.

Moreover, the truth is ultimately just speculation: but as purple circles appeared in Kozuki Yomi's eyes, many things became 'revealed'.

An ordinary person's anger is fleeting; but when Little Moon Night gets angry, her pure bloodline power directly unleashes her unique strength!

Even the newly opened 'Eye of God' is incredibly wondrous:

"How's it going, Little Ash?"

As Yuki's gaze fell upon him, Ash's expression hardened.

This time, it wasn't just my body that felt heavy; even my soul felt immense pressure out of nowhere!

"it is good!"

Since Xiaojianzi wants to fight, then:

crackling and popping

A large amount of lightning suddenly burst out from his body. At the same time, amidst the cracking and grinding of his bones, Xiao Zhi, who had returned to the appearance of an elementary school student, suddenly grew taller, his muscles expanded into well-proportioned and robust lines, and his hair continued to grow, trailing behind him.

Tear

Besides the trousers made of a special material, the clothes he was wearing burst open on the spot.

The burly elementary school student struck a pose, his face beaming with interest.

"Then I won't be polite."

"I can't have it!"

Equally eager for battle, Koyukiya reached out her hand:

"Shinra Tenzheng!!"

(End of this chapter)