Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The gluttonous beast then finished its next feeding, which was slightly more dignified than what followed.

This posture only made the Insect Princess even more agitated.

"Hmm...why does it feel a little unfamiliar? The pattern under his clothes."

"Insect Princess, and who is that petite and fierce Duo Nan?"

Boring.

The dress has sleeves, but the buttons are distinctly Chinese, and there are no bronze-like patterns on the hem.

"If it weren't for this, things would have been terrible. That thing is spreading too slowly. Don't those two have any ideas or efforts at all?"

"Now you understand, he does indeed find the Taotie pattern familiar."

But this is not a good thing. All animal spirits will be attacked, entangled, and decomposed by plants that have never appeared in the animal kingdom before, turning into nutrients for growth.

“There’s no such thing as a trivial matter. Just state your price. If you can’t do it, then do it. If you can’t, then get involved in the matter. Stop with the cryptic talk.”

You idiot! You think you can have a career without women outside of your heart? You still cling to women even without legs to cling to. You deliberately bully people inside, and you're the only one who's a beast in the animal kingdom. You have nowhere to escape.

The chubby young man named by the Insect Princess was naturally not the other one of the Seven Heavenly Kings. He did not have sheep-like horns under his head, nor did he have the characteristics of both a sheep and a tiger.

Chapter 211 The Individual's Sea of ​​Trees

This brings us back to a person who has already died.

"It was just a fairly ordinary transaction."

Taotie bit his finger and swallowed a section of it without any hesitation, right in front of the Divine Palace.

"Sorry, I feel uncomfortable if I don't have something in my mouth."

Fortunately, this was the animal kingdom, and Taotie's severed finger grew back in an instant.

“I tattooed my design on him, which also gave him some of my innate supernatural abilities.”

At this point, Jingu already knew who that person was.

At the time, he wondered where Minamoto no Yoritomo had obtained the ability to turn others to his own use.

Looking back now, the beast head pattern on Minamoto no Yoritomo's chest does indeed resemble the Taotie.

"I don't know where he found out, but he managed to find his way into the animal realm."

But it won. The opponent was a plant, but not a plant in the traditional sense. The vast sea of ​​trees, numbering in the millions, was only a part of its life.

The shrine casually grabbed something, and the abyss formed by the crack in the ground closed up again, as if what had just happened was just an illusion.

Now, green life has taken root beneath the bright red earth of the animal kingdom.

It's something that harms your interests again; even the smallest pitfall matters.

Without a doubt, it's highly likely that the information was sold by Ibuki.

As if knowing what the shrine was planning, those plants relentlessly took root deep within, extracting every bit of nourishment from the soil and supplying it to the depths of the sea of ​​trees.

By separating the plants from our location, the growth of the trees was immediately inhibited.

I don't know the specifics of what they discussed, but judging from Bao Ji's expression, she seemed quite satisfied.

The greater the power, the more bloated it becomes, leading to mutual exploitation and oppression. Therefore, every moment of rampant plant growth is a gentle blow to you.

"So there's no way? How do we get rid of those damn plants?"

Taotie, who had lost the opportunity to extort money because of the appearance of the Divine Palace, didn't seem angry or regretful.

I thought Bao Ji would be in trouble, but when she arrived, I found out that Bao Ji was actually just slow, while Chong Ji was actually slow.

The shrine drew a line through the air, and the violent tremors of the earth ceased instantly. A bottomless abyss, stretching for thousands of miles, was torn open by the primal power of nature.

The shrine maiden sighed.

"It seems the terms we just discussed need to be renegotiated. If that's the case, then you won't be able to solve that problem yourself."

Trees and vines may move swiftly, but they do not seem to be able to stop them. Neither animal spirits that try to block them nor seemingly sturdy low buildings and walls can make a difference.

If Jingu answered your question, I will try to solve the problem by controlling the plants.

But since the shrine says that thing is not a natural disaster or phenomenon, but an individual, a life.

"Life is truly a miraculous thing."

After the two exchanged a few words, the negotiations between Bao Ji and Chong Ji came to an end.

Although she thought that way in her heart, Jingu did not betray Ibuki. She could use this as an excuse to stir up trouble later when there was nothing else to do.

It's important to know that plants absorb nutrients from their surroundings differently.

Where life is buried, cherry blossoms often bloom more beautifully.

Having suffered a setback, Insect Princess no longer wanted to prolong the matter, as her territory was the largest among the three.

It is a tree that strives to take root and grow in the steel forest, a romance and miracle of life.

"You just discovered that the thing is not acting on your own will. Although it is still dormant, it is indeed a plant that is active by its life instincts."

"Wait a minute, does he mean that guy is an individual, right?"

"You're being vague here. In short, you want to uproot it completely, that guy should wake up slowly before he realizes it's safe."

The way the shrine maiden spoke, panting slightly, made the insect princess grit her teeth in hatred.

The overwhelming sea of ​​trees behind me, stretching like a surging tide, could only be described as terrifying.

"If that's the case, it seems you can't solve that problem yourself."

Even in the real world, trees can penetrate concrete and steel bars and grow within them, ultimately finding new ways to survive over time.

Insect Princess tossed her long silver hair and turned to look at Bao Princess.

"The most appropriate way is not to cut it all over where it is spreading, uproot it, pack it up and take it away, and throw it into some unknown crack in the world."

"It's settled? Then let's get on with it now?"

However, the scene before her eyes reminded the shrine of the flowers in the mortal world blooming during their season.

"If you mind, how about you come along and take a look too?"

Just like cutting away a piece of rotten flesh, as long as you cut off all the areas where the plant is spreading, the problem will naturally be solved.

"You? Are you a flower fairy? Or some kind of demon?"

Animals, especially carnivorous predators, are the dominant theme in the animal kingdom.

That approach is definitely an end. Perhaps you, Insect Princess, can do it too, but by the time you discover that thing, it has already spread for a long time and there is no way to replicate it.

Insect Princess initially thought it was some ordinary disaster and even tried to attack the Tree Sea, but there was little reaction. She was troubled by the thing's slaughter of the lower-level animal spirits.

The roots of trees can easily penetrate them and take root in them, absorbing nutrients to nourish themselves.

"That should be true. The limited expansion of the forest is just a facade; the inner self is indeed something else entirely."

You yourself are naturally afraid of that thing, but you are just troubled by how to maintain the power you have built.

She pulled out another bag of potato chips from somewhere, constantly satisfying her appetite.

It's really boring. In the animal kingdom, animals oppress primates, while plants, which are quietly the food source for a small number of creatures, are now oppressing my life.

"The situation just now was based on the premise that it was a natural disaster or phenomenon. Without your own consciousness, you naturally couldn't do that, but..."

Since the establishment of the animal kingdom, thousands of years have passed, and in those long years...

"One who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black." The Divine Palace has already begun to learn from them; being a cunning and ruthless person is truly enjoyable.

Insect Princess's mind immediately became active.

The Insect Princess seemed to have discovered the key point, and a strange color flashed in her jet-white compound eyes.

Beneath the small cracks in the earth, deep within the rock strata, tree roots burrow through the rock, penetrating ever deeper, even attempting to cross chasms and build bridges.

When the habitat of animal spirits is encroached upon, it will intensify the internal squeezing of the forces. In the short term, they may be able to suppress the forces with personal prestige, but in the long run, they will inevitably fall apart.

"Actually, the solution is quite complicated."

"Of course, it's that complicated."

The Insect Princess had no doubts. Although that would leave a huge crater on the surface of the animal kingdom beforehand, so what?

"Is it really that complicated?"

Chapter 212 The Forgotten Lord of Flowers

Mushihime changed her mind, but she still knew her limits.

Turning to the shrine, he said:

"Of course, I still remember Mr. Jingu's help, but this kind of problem doesn't require you to do it personally. I will also prepare a separate gift as a token of my gratitude."

Jingu glanced at Bao Ji, and seeing that she didn't react, he shrugged.

"Alright then, since you're so confident..."

He turned his words into a strange smile.

"But let me make this clear first: if you can't handle it yourself and need to ask for help, I'll charge you more."

"Oh dear, it seems I've been underestimated. Since it's a life, then the problem is simpler."

The Insect Princess seemed very confident, after all, the animal kingdom was her long-standing home turf.

"But before that, I need to ask Mr. Jingu for a favor."

Bao Ji loudly whispered an explanation to the shrine.

"Well, then you're being vague. But that guy probably doesn't have many trump cards up his sleeve, after all, you're terrified of dying."

"To be honest, you really have a very low opinion of yourself..."

That kind of character, especially in some works, is called a blank slate or a brute.