Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Well, according to Siyi, one of your colleagues back then, a jade craftsman, only knew so little about him.

It should affect usability, right?

People he happened to meet on the road ignored Jingu and let him wander around.

The antique jade piece placed on the white cloth has a distinct crack that divides it into seven pieces.

For a jade craftsman, a damaged piece of jade can only be recarved; it is possible to repair it.

It's bad that she's keeping those things safe; if Amaterasu saw them, she'd probably be furious.

"Yes, it is also known as the Jade Ancestor's Life. It has been in charge of its maintenance ever since the Four-Foot Jade Ornament was damaged."

The Kusanagi was left to gather dust in a secluded room where even cleaning was a chore, while the Four-Foot Magatama was placed in a large, drab room behind him.

We arrived at the Imperial Palace with ease and strolled through its vast courtyard.

The texture and structure have been perfectly restored; rather than repairing, it's more like restoring it to its undamaged state.

"Do you know where the four-foot jade jewel is kept in the Imperial Palace? You haven't used it."

He picked up the four-foot-long magatama from the shrine maiden's hand and examined it carelessly.

"It's amazing," Yuzao Maru said brilliantly.

The indoor lights suddenly dimmed slightly, and a soft, shimmering light shone on the newcomer.

They wandered around the shrine for a while but couldn't find where the Yasakani no Magatama was stored.

"It was a problem that had troubled people for hundreds of years, but it was solved by the little man from the shrine in a few seconds. It was truly terrifying, and I am extremely grateful."

"Stop looking at it. Although its shape has been repaired, its internal structure has not been lost yet. It's usable for now."

To be honest, I know that the thinking of the people from Yingzhou is not a bit flawed.

The shrine stirred the cerebellum of many men, making it easy for you to tell the truth.

The temple also polished and refined it, making it look much more pleasing to the eye than the original rustic Daoqing color.

Chapter 337 Nourishing Jade with Soul

Of course, making a new jade ornament might be better than the current Yasakani no Magatama.

But that was ultimately not the Yasakani no Magatama that the shrine needed, something that could connect with Amaterasu and Tsukuyomi.

"Is there any way to complete this step as quickly as possible?"

The shrine didn't have the time to wait that long, and asked in a low voice.

Tamazou Maru pondered for a moment, then took one of the magatama rings from his belt.

"Jade is the soul, possessing the power to bear and nurture the soul of living beings. If you want the jade to recover quickly..."

After a brief pause, Tamatsuru continued speaking as if nothing had happened.

"Using living souls as sacrifices will suffice. Killing people to be buried alive with the dead will allow for a quick recovery as long as there are enough of them."

Jade can nourish the soul, but the soul can also nourish jade.

Just like the two ends of a yin-yang jade, they are connected end to end and circulate with each other.

At the very least, all they did was hold onto the vomit bag and vomit uncontrollably.

The shrine wouldn't be so depraved; they're just dead people, there are plenty of ways to deal with them.

I was tossed and turned in the deep sea, then plummeted to the ground, feeling like a coin being tossed around.

Dana said with a wry smile, then firmly fixed herself to the seat.

I took care of it while I was on my way there.

A voice interrupted their conversation.

"Um... what are those two gentlemen saying?"

Yuzao Maru took a step forward.

Heading towards the designated launch location, it rapidly ascended like a falling meteor, the slight centrifugal force at the start causing everyone to instinctively grip the handrails.

Masako Takatsukasa shook her head, swallowing the nausea and vomiting.

In order to create a sense of danger, I could only strike up a conversation with my two subordinates to divert their attention.

"Is everything going wrong? It's about to end."

He subtly reminded Jingu that such a thing was probably no longer possible.

As the entire body shook and the stomach churned violently, razor-sharp claws extended from the sides of the cabin.

“I will make that happen, so you will only die because of my situation.”

"The ship chain is only 700 meters long, so you will go up and down by yourselves for the last 700 meters."

"So relax, just treat today as a thrilling trip, like bungee jumping."

Even though he was strapped to his seat, Kogo's legs still trembled uncontrollably.

Let's put that matter aside for now, but where should we go next?

"First, turn on the deep-sea searchlight to confirm your location and environment."

Even as the depth gauges showed it increasing rapidly, I felt a sense of oppression, as if I were in the deep sea.

However, the problem is that the hardness and compressive strength of that thing are ridiculously high.

"You must have died during the descent, which means that thing was malfunctioning. Doesn't that slap this guy in the face?"

But before seeing Dana's team's brief resume, I was not impressed at all.

Even the usually composed Dong Chenya could only grip the handle tightly, just like everyone else, firmly fixing herself to her seat.

It's like a hammock hanging off a cliff; if it couldn't be secured to the rock face, we would simply sink even deeper.

In the deepest abyss.

The enormous chain retracted and tightened, and the tiny cube, which was fished out of the sea, appeared whitish-white, with a very monotonous color.

Although they arrived safely, the terror brought by the deep, oppressive darkness had only just ended.

"Ha, he's already messed things up. Even you're sitting outside. Does he think we're absolutely certain we'll activate it?"

As for Masako Takatsukasa, once you see that surname, there's nothing to question about Kogo Gosho.

If you want to live, the best way is naturally to go to hell. But I don't have anything else to do yet, I need to go find Ge Jing Liuli.

"But before they reach the limit of length, you will unhook the ship's chains, and then they will need to adapt to the speed of ascent and descent on their own."

Upon reaching its designated destination, the experimental module had not yet autonomously completed its attachment to the seabed.

"A living soul? I understand, I know what I'm doing."

Before the staff began their explanation, the cabin was already completely dark.

"Arrived at the designated location, delivery complete."

The shrine sighed and disappeared from the mortal world.

“That’s natural. I’m just a repairman. Since the jade has been repaired, it must be related to me.”

"Aren't there problems with both?"

"Even if it means death, it will happen today."

Ying Dong Chenya's expression was very calm, and she didn't even have time to smoke outside.

"It is related. Their buoyancy surface is still very small, so it should be as terrifying as free fall."

Before taking a deep drag, he casually tossed the cigarette butt into the sea.

"Is he a complete stranger to me?"

Masako Takatsukasa's simple words calmed Kogo's heart by seventy percent.

"Then I'll take this jade first."

You may have the talent, but under the immense pressure of the deep sea, you'll be crushed into a meat patty indiscriminately.

"We're still relatively unfamiliar with each other. Although we've had some close contact, you were among the first people to meet me, so you understand my personality fairly well."

The entire submersion was as thrilling and exciting as riding a roller coaster, lifted up by centrifugal force.

As the sound subsided, the ship's chain, a symbol of security, snapped overhead, and the entire cabin plummeted.

Kashiwagi? Of all the things that could be considered Kashiwagi under the Jingu's body, the only one that wasn't the white jade pipe she had taken from Hiyohime was Kashiwagi.

This isn't some ancient war era where people could casually kill hundreds or thousands of slaves for burial or sacrifice to the heavens.

"Now you really doubt that it might not be an iron coffin."

Although no name was mentioned in any of the sentences, you two both knew who I was.

"If the scoundrel from the Divine Palace hadn't intended to make cypress wood before, he wouldn't have had the Heavenly Bow convey his message to Your Majesty."

Before I could say anything more, the staff member's voice came through the microphone.

"However, I only said that it is possible to do so, not that I support Lord Jingu doing so. I hope you understand."

Aside from experience, Gouyu Kogo's research knowledge was utterly inferior to the other party's; in a sense, that time it felt more like I was there to freeload off the other party's paper.

Before untying the danger belt, he looked around and saw that most of the people didn't have any major problems.

Before everyone was confirmed to be ready, a dull countdown began, accompanied by the sound of chains loosening.

Having extended a gesture of goodwill to the shrine, Tamazoumaru gracefully departed.

Sigh, it's true, why do I suddenly feel so busy?

The shrine maiden put away the Yasakani no Magatama and prepared to find some living souls to deal with.

Although he himself was not happy about being demoted two levels in a row.

Yes, but that will have to wait until I don't have any suitable jade.

It was carved into the rock wall of the deep sea, and it slowed down as it rushed backward.