The court lackeys of the eight-hour workday

Chapter 611 Grand Palace Secretary

The Age of Gods returns.

The era that Bodhidharma ended a thousand years ago has returned to Kyoto's Suzaku Avenue.

Boom, boom, boom.

The boy in the ruins by the street heard his heart pounding slowly and violently in his chest, pumping blood to his brain, making his eardrums, eyeballs, and nasal cavity bulge even more.

Finally—pfft.

Blood flowed from his seven orifices, and he collapsed limply.

No more sound.

The sword saints behind Li Miao withdrew their gaze, their backs soaked with cold sweat. They involuntarily took a step towards Li Miao, trying to use him as a shield for themselves.

Just as he lifted his foot, he suddenly heard Li Miao speak from ahead.

"Charge forward."

"Charge... huh?"

Li Miao sighed softly.

"What, is my Japanese language so hard to understand?"

He reached out and grabbed the cloak over his shoulder.

"Charge forward, towards the Imperial Palace."

Wow!

The dark cloak was suddenly ripped off and flung into the air.

Li Miao raised his hand and clenched his fist.

Because his heart meridian, which had been destroyed by Bodhidharma, had not yet recovered, his blood and energy were depleted, and the back of his hand appeared somewhat pale, with the veins that usually bulged out not showing.

"Tsk."

Li Miao clicked his tongue in dissatisfaction.

"Let's just make do."

In the next instant, the world changed.

Black sand, black sea, pitch-black storm.

The illusion belonging to Li Miao's true nature unfolded instantly!

Charge, or die!

Li Miao roared!
Whoa!

Gravel suddenly rose up!

The magnificent sedan chair, carried by several sword saints, surged forward!

The sword saints were not unafraid of the gods ahead, but with Sai Seimei's corpse lying at their feet, they had no doubt that Li Miao would kill them if they didn't charge.

This is the last leg of the journey to the Imperial Palace.

Fight!!!

The magnificent sedan chair sped forward, arriving before the gods in mere moments.

With his ashen skin and delicate features, Dao Fan, the great god, vanished from his spot in an instant and reappeared high above the sedan chair the next moment.

Then it crashed down like a meteorite!

The young samurai-like Kagutsuchi suddenly drew his sword, unleashing a sharp blade a meter wide; the bare-chested Takeminakata, wearing only a loincloth around his lower body, stretched out his hands and lunged at the palanquin!

Like a wild beast, the God of Heavenly Power plunged his hands into the ground, roared, and with a burst of power, the ground churned up like a tsunami, and earth and rocks shot through the air with a piercing shriek.

An attack, powerful enough to flatten any building in the world, instantly filled the sword saints' field of vision.

"I'm going to die!!—"

His feet instinctively paused, and his hands involuntarily reached out to put down the sedan chair and block it in front of him.

However, amidst the deafening sonic booms from all sides, a soft sound suddenly rang out clearly, landing in the middle of the sword saints.

pat.

Li Miao landed on top of the sedan chair and smiled sinisterly.

"If we stop any longer, we'll die."

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly raised one hand with his fingers together!
The pitch-black sand rose up like a giant curtain, with a hidden transparent protective aura mixed in between, connecting the sand curtain into one, blocking the way for the gods.

boom! ! !
A deafening roar, loud enough to tear eardrums, resounded.

The sword saints carrying the sedan chair suddenly realized what was happening. With a heavy heart, they simply closed their eyes, carried the sedan chair forward, and ran wildly with their heads down.

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Meanwhile, at Ise Grand Shrine.

Unlike the fierce battle that had just begun on Li Miao's side, the fighting here was already nearing its end.

"Pfft!—" Ji Tianrui was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with bits of flesh in mid-air. After landing, she staggered back several feet before finally regaining her footing.

The left abdomen was lacerated and the right arm was broken.

Both legs had clearly been broken once and then restored; the newly grown, fair feet stepped on the ground, blood seeping into the spaces between the toes.

She let out a long breath, raised her hand and tapped her body several times. With a hiss, several Gu worms fell from the wound, and then new Gu worms fell from mid-air, crawled into the wound, and expelled the pure true energy that she had stored in her body beforehand.

"Cough cough—"

Ji Tianrui coughed a few times, then used her inner energy to circulate her healing techniques, and her wounds finally began to heal slowly.

She coughed up another mouthful of blood, and her breathing finally returned to normal. She smiled, looked up, and laughed.

"Truly worthy of being the lineage of the first ancestor of heaven and man."

"Its cultural heritage is truly profound."

"Ah... I really wish I could bring Lord Li here."

Before he could finish speaking, an angry response came from ahead.

"Heavens! Demons!"

"mean!"

Each word was spoken slowly and deliberately, each sound filled with the pain of tears.

If you listen carefully, you can even find a barely perceptible hint of... resentment in his words.

A master capable of injuring Ji Tianrui to such an extent shouldn't be in such a state of disarray. But if someone could see her current appearance, they would probably immediately understand her feelings.

It was a woman dressed as a priestess.

She was the highest-ranking priestess at Ise Grand Shrine, the chief priestess, and the most outstanding among all the imperial descendants who contemplated the divine image of Amaterasu.

His comprehension, innate talent, and temperament are all exceptional, one in a million. Even his appearance is no less than that of Ji Tianrui and Lu Wushuang—if he hadn't met Ji Tianrui.

Her current appearance can even be described as tragic.

His entire body was covered in festering sores, bandages soaked with pus and blood, emitting a disgusting stench. His once bright and beautiful eyes were now shriveled and sunken into their sockets.

"Despicable!"

She cursed angrily.

"You actually placed a curse on the statue of Amaterasu six months in advance!"

Ji Tianrui covered her mouth and chuckled softly.

"There's nothing I can do. You're so powerful that even after being infected by my Gu poison, you still managed to severely injure me. With Lord Li not around, I naturally have to avoid your sharp edge."

“You are so cautious and simple, I couldn’t find an opportunity to cast the spell even after hiding for several days… Then I thought, you are a believer, and believers can’t be so careful when they worship gods.”

"That would be blasphemous, wouldn't it?"

"So I had no choice but to use witchcraft on the statue. You see, I didn't want to blaspheme Amaterasu... You forced me to do this, didn't you?"

puff! ——

Upon hearing Ji Tianrui's shameless words, the Grand Master finally lost his temper and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Ji Tianrui immediately rushed forward, and the Grand Palace Master swallowed blood and drew his sword in defense, only to see her gracefully retreat and gently pat her chest.

"very scary."

"I almost got killed by you again."

Ji Tianrui chuckled softly.

“You are already at your limit. If you strike again, you will surely die. But even if Lord Li were here, he probably wouldn’t want to take this blow head-on. Naturally, I also don’t want to take it.”

"Can we make a deal? I won't kill you, but please step aside so I can go in and talk to your Amaterasu Omikami?"

The chief priest roared angrily.

"wishful thinking!!!"

"As long as I stay here, I will never let you disturb Amaterasu's peaceful slumber!"

Ji Tianrui sighed softly upon hearing this.

"Ok."

"I was thinking that if you hadn't died, you might have been able to refine a Gu soldier that could go toe-to-toe with Lord Li... but business is more important, so let's forget about it."

She drew her soft sword from her waist and twirled it.

"By the way, do you know what my Xuanlan is?"

scoff!

Before she finished speaking, she didn't move, nor did she thrust out her soft sword.

Suddenly, a flower of blood bloomed on the Grand Master's chest.

(End of this chapter)