I'm a demon in Tokyo!

Chapter 364 I am the chosen one, I shall naturally ascend to the capital! Che… is a demon god, how should the Ancient Clan Alliance deal with him?
In the center of Junpu Castle.

Wearing an iron mask, Imagawa Yoshimoto sat at the highest point of a makeshift platform constructed with simple materials and yin-yang techniques.

All around were dense crowds of people who had been summoned not long ago by the announcement that had been sent throughout the city.

Despite the high population density, basic order and quiet were maintained.

Simply because Imagawa Yoshimoto was sitting above him.

No one could see through the iron mask to the true feelings of this great lord, half the ruler of the Tokaido.

Imagawa Yoshimoto was also waiting.

She was waiting for Uesugi Tetsuya, waiting for him to fulfill his promise from yesterday.

There are two situations.

If she deems Uesugi Tetsu's "preparations" adequate and qualified, she will then directly announce the matter of going to Kyoto to the entire Sunpu Castle.

The amplification techniques already engraved on both sides of the stage ensured that Yoshimoto Imagawa's voice could be heard by everyone.

However, if Imagawa Yoshimoto feels that Uesugi Tetsu's "preparations" are not quite right, he will use the excuse he prepared yesterday to "dismiss" everyone and postpone the trip to Kyoto.

Everything depends on what Uesugi Tetsu does.

Beneath his indifferent, iron-faced expression, Imagawa Yoshimoto, struggling to wear a heavy twelve-layered kimono, murmured softly.

"Che-jun, what kind of surprise will you bring me...?"

"—Yoshimoto, you're waiting for me."

With the combined efforts of eighty all-seeing eyes, most of Sunpu Castle was completely transparent to Uesugi Tetsuya, and he could naturally hear the voice of Imagawa Yoshimoto, who was not far away and was being closely monitored.

Uesugi Tetsu smiled easily, but did not leave the courtyard.

Instead, they looked up.

"Since Lord Yiyuan is expecting this, then I must give him the response he deserves."

Uesugi Tetsu spread his five fingers.

The spirit thus submitted.

Suddenly, the wind picked up.

In the center of Junfu City, despite the large number of people, strangely enough, everyone, whether huddled in a corner or squeezed into the middle of the crowd, felt a gentle breeze passing by.

People who were in a hurry and weren't wearing many clothes instinctively tried to wrap themselves up tighter, only to find that the late autumn wind wasn't cold at all.

Some astute people and samurai noticed this and found it quite amazing.

Without exception, the Onmyoji frowned and began to calm down and sense something.

Sudden.

Boom——!
A muffled rumble of thunder echoed from the horizon.

"Is it going to rain?"

This is the thought of the vast majority of people standing on the street.

Boom! Boom!
The thunder in the sky grew louder and louder, and the surrounding crowd began to stir slightly.

Because it thundered, it's going to rain.

If it rains, you have to go home.

If you get caught in the rain and catch a cold in late autumn, that would be really difficult to deal with.

So some people started whispering, while others who were standing on the edge of the crowd quietly left, hurrying home or to a familiar shop.

Seeing this, Imagawa Yoshimoto gestured with his palm down, and spoke for the first time since sitting down.
"It won't rain today."

Her voice was cold and authoritative.

Almost the instant these words were spoken, the commotion in the crowd vanished.

It was Imagawa Yoshimoto's prestige that was at play.

But as time went on, some people saw that the once clear sky was covered with patches of dark clouds, and the thunder in the sky became more and more frequent.

Add to that the wind that seemed to come from nowhere.

All of this foreshadowed that a heavy downpour was about to begin.

More people left, but even more people remained in the same place.

Since even the head of the Imagawa clan sitting on the stage didn't get up, and no one held an umbrella for her, why should they leave?

At the same time, they also wanted to know the reason why "it won't rain".

The thunder, which had been a muffled thud, transformed into a terrifying roar, causing many timid individuals and recent troublemakers to tremble with fear.

Just then, a soft laugh reached Imagawa Yoshimoto's ears from somewhere.

"Lord Yiyuan, please raise your head."

Imagawa Yoshimoto, wearing an iron mask, looked up, and countless people on the street also looked up.

Boom!

Above the sky, a pure white bolt of lightning appeared, illuminating the trembling pupils of countless people.

But Imagawa Yoshimoto could still see it vaguely.

The lightning bolt struck... outside the city! It directly destroyed a towering tree outside the city, which was nearly two meters in diameter!
And she could see that within that dark, oppressive thundercloud, there were hundreds... tens of thousands of such "little white dots"!

The quantity is simply countless!

In that instant, Imagawa Yoshimoto understood.

If Uesugi Tetsu wanted to, the entire Sunpu Castle could be destroyed in an instant.

—Just like how he slaughtered the Hozuki family in a quarter of an hour.

"So that's where his confidence comes from."

Imagawa Yoshimoto smiled inwardly.

Several bolts of lightning descended from the sky like divine punishment, terrifying the city's residents and causing a growing commotion that even the black-armored soldiers lining the roads could no longer contain.

Imagawa Yoshimoto tapped the armrest and calmly said, "The Great Onmyoji Tetsu sits in Sunpu Castle. What is there to fear from a mere speck of thunder?"

These words reassured many people who had recently heard or seen news about the Great Onmyoji Che.

Yes, that great Onmyoji was seen flying in the sky a few days ago; he could be called a deity!
As a result, the thunder didn't shrink; instead, it grew bigger and bigger.

Later on, it could resonate in the chest cavity of almost every ordinary person, making people feel bitter and sour in their hearts.

Now, a real sense of fear arose in the hearts of every powerless civilian, whether they were hiding at home or standing outside.

Only Yoshimoto Imagawa, who was on stage, felt that everything was calm and did not feel any impact.

Compared to ordinary people, the Onmyoji from all over the country in Junfu City were trembling with shock and sweating profusely.

Those ignorant people may not understand, but how could they not know?

—These dark clouds and thunder were all orchestrated by Che!

But no one dared to move, and no one dared to say a word.

Because no one knows whether they will be turned into charred remains by a bolt of lightning that falls from the sky the moment they speak.

Because of Imagawa Yoshimoto's earlier mention of "Che," the voices below, "Please, Great Onmyoji, make your move," rose and fell, eventually becoming a continuous chorus.

"Please, Master, please have the Great Onmyoji intervene!"

"Please, Master, please have the Great Onmyoji intervene!"

But before the shouts could be uttered a third time, a bolt of pure white lightning, several meters in diameter, suddenly descended from the sky.

It fell straight down towards Imagawa Yoshimoto, who was sitting on the stage!
Rumble!
The earth is shaking and the mountains are shaking.

Even the scattered sparks of electricity were enough to knock down the nearby samurai.

No one expected this to happen.

Whether it was the terrified common people, or the retainers and Onmyoji of the Imagawa family.

The remaining few Onmyoji of the Imagawa clan felt a chill run down their spines, wondering if they had chosen the wrong side.
—Standing below the stage, Okabe Motonobu's eyes were bloodshot, and his anger soared to the heavens.

The next moment.

To everyone's astonishment and bewilderment, Imagawa Yoshimoto, wearing an iron mask, actually stood up completely intact in the center of the still incredibly bright lightning!
Beneath the stern mask, the girl smiled.

She opened her arms, her calm tone transforming into a rolling wave of sound that reverberated far and wide.

“I, Yoshimoto Imagawa, the head of the Imagawa family, am the chosen one.”

"We shall proceed to Kyoto after June!"

The lightning slowly dissipated, revealing her figure and the chaotic scene of people and horses falling over the ground around her.

It was just two sentences, but they exploded like a depth charge in the crowd!
Imagawa Yoshimoto looked up again, his voice still calm, "Tetsu, disperse the thunderclouds."

A moment later, that pervasive, eerie sound, like the howl of a demon, the grinding of sand and gravel that sent shivers down everyone's spine, echoed between heaven and earth.

"—Your will."

Five seconds later, the thunderclouds dissipated, and the thunder ceased.

The sky was clear and cloudless that day.

The clear sunlight shone again on the faces of every civilian who was still in a daze.

Imagawa Yoshimoto left the stage.

No words are needed, nor any further announcements.

The scene this afternoon is something that all those who experienced it will never forget.

Meanwhile, the news that "Imagawa Yoshimoto will travel to Kyoto in six months" began to spread like wildfire, along with the scene at Sunpu Castle.

……

The next day.

Ancient Clan Alliance, Round Table Meeting Room.

The meeting room remained dark, with only a few candles flickering.

But the room was even more packed, and the atmosphere was more than ten times more oppressive than when "Che came to write" last time.

A long time, a long time.

Finally, someone couldn't hold back any longer and spoke coldly: "Che hasn't responded to everyone's replies last time, and even allowed Imagawa Yoshimoto to make a high-profile trip to Kyoto. Are we just going to stand by and watch?"

Indeed, most of the Onmyoji present do not believe that Imagawa Yoshimoto ordered Uesugi Tetsuya; on the contrary, they do.

Che is the mastermind behind it all.

Imagawa Yoshimoto was nothing more than a "puppet" who was pushed to the forefront.

As they listened to his words, some people's palms became sweaty, while others' eyes flickered between malice and resentment.

Others remained unusually calm throughout.

From the darkness emerged the figure of a muscular giant. He slammed his hand on the table and said impatiently,

"If you're not going to say anything, then why did you call us here?"

No one responded to him.

Instead, someone answered the question with a question: "Has anyone found out Che's background?"

The giant gave the man a cold look, but received no reply.

"none."

"No."

"Completely unclear."

There are quite a few answers regarding "Che's background," but unfortunately, most of them are clueless and useless.

After a long while, a thin, gray-haired old man said tremblingly, "At most... we can find out that he suddenly appeared at the Imagawa family three years ago."

Beyond that, there is nothing.

"That's it? Then where did he get all these skills from?" the giant sneered. "Could it be that this Che popped out of a rock?"

"A great Onmyoji with no background, yet whose strength can crush most of the people present, interesting, very interesting."

A bald young man wearing a haori (a traditional Japanese garment) emerged from the darkness with a smile; his voice revealed him to be the one who made the final proposal at the last meeting.

"Not just a great Onmyoji."

The middle-aged man, whose body crackled with electricity, spoke with apprehension, dropping a bombshell: "Che... is a ghost god! Only a ghost god can wield such immense lightning magic!"

Upon hearing this, a rustling sound of astonishment immediately arose.

"spirits?!"

"Is Che really a ghost or a god!?"

"I don't believe it. Our clan's ancestor hasn't even awakened yet. How could a wild boy with no background possibly be a ghost or god..."

"The world hasn't fully recovered yet, so how can ghosts and gods..."

Da da.

The bald young man tapped the table twice and gave a confident assertion with a smile: "Che is indeed a ghost or god."

He spread his hands: "Every era has its share of eccentric geniuses with extraordinary talent, so why can't it be Che?"

For a moment, no one answered.

Che is a ghost or god.

This definitive answer seemed to weigh heavily on everyone's heads.

There are quite a few within the Great Onmyoji Alliance, so dealing with demons and spirits isn't too difficult...

But if the two are combined, along with his chilling lightning magic, terrifying combat power, and a shikigami that can absorb a large amount of incense offerings and prayers, there are even more unknowns...

Che, this is difficult.

At this point, someone added a comment.

It was still that same old man.
"Not only that, three years ago, when the world was about to recover... Na Che also seemingly killed [Bing] alone."

In an instant, several people in the conference room had their expressions change drastically, and their whole bodies stiffened—the middle-aged man who used lightning magic and the giant man from before were among them.

But most people looked blank, not understanding what the old man was muttering.

After a moment, the giant let out a heavy sigh and asked with considerable suspicion,
"Hey, you old man from the Mikami family... Is this information accurate?"

The old man grinned, revealing a mouthful of rotten black teeth: "Boy, I don't know either, but your strength is unparalleled. You can try it yourself."

He chuckled,
"Maybe it's fake?"

The giant's face turned ugly, and unable to reply, he could only scoff unhappily.

After a brief commotion, a faint, smiling voice rang out.
"Intelligence sharing is almost complete... So, what are your attitudes?"

The bald young man grinned, revealing his teeth: "It's not good to be indecisive."

He raised his hand with a smile: "Let me state my position first—in this era of recovery with countless opportunities, everyone will rely on their own methods and abilities to make a difference, and no one will back down because of just one person."

The bald young man shrugged.

"I am not so easily frightened by a great Onmyoji or a ghost."

After giving everyone several minutes to think, the bald youth tapped the table again, revealing that most of the ancient clan representatives had chosen to continue supporting the daimyo they were currently supporting, the various major sects, or to emerge on their own.

He said kindly to these people, "Gentlemen, let's start working on the trump cards we can use to revive the city. If Che wants to go to Luoyang, he'll have to ask us first."

The remaining minority remained ambivalent, neither expressing an opinion nor refusing.

The smaller group of ancient clan representatives, on the other hand, seemed timid enough to simply seal off the mountain, choosing not to provoke "Che" and preparing to quietly wait for the next era.

Among them, the old man with the black teeth chose to go into seclusion again with a sinister smile.

"Young people, keep playing... I'll take my leave for now."

After saying that, the old man and the middle-aged man, whose body was covered in electric arcs, left the conference room and disappeared from everyone's sight.

The giant gritted his teeth and spat.
"This old codger who's lived so long is still afraid of dying. He'd better be buried next year!"

The bald young man pressed his palm down.
"Since no one has chosen to leave, the meeting shall continue..."

……

Since the thunderclouds that covered the entire city of Junfu passed, nothing else has happened.

Uesugi Tetsuya's daily routine consisted of training, recuperating Imagawa Yoshimoto's health, teasing the two-foot-tall man, chatting with Ao, and, when he had free time, wearing a mask, giving pointers to the Imagawa family's Onmyoji and samurai.

It can be considered a haphazard move, which may come in handy in the future.

This process repeated itself, and time passed peacefully.

In the blink of an eye, another week has passed.

On this day, although Pi Zhiyuan was still far from achieving the final proficiency level of the Spirit Control Technique Master, he was still just one breath away from completing the first of the four ultimate forms.

But the good news is.

Kaga Kiyomitsu, who had been hanging around Uesugi Tetsu's waist for so long, was almost forgotten by him.

Woke up!

(End of this chapter)