Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

His amusement comes from seeing people killing each other for gold and silver, from images of bloody and mangled flesh to the screams of torture and agony. As long as he spends his money, countless people will do the same. The only pity is that he can't personally tear apart people's bodies and experience that pleasure.

But that fun ends here for today. I was planning to continue offering bounties for the lives of a few lowly people to amuse myself, as usual, but I found that there was only one post with particularly high popularity in the entire mobile phone forum.

[Emperor Sotoku, the Great Tengu of Sagamibo, will die tomorrow. 】

His statement was extremely simple and blunt, showing no regard for concealing his allegiance or even a hint of accusation; he directly declared his fate.

How dare they! How dare they! They're just a bunch of descendants and retainers. He is the Retired Emperor Chongde, a former emperor! How dare they do this? This is regicide!

Having long been trapped in the demonic realm, he had no idea that he was already aware of his demonic nature. His sharp claws couldn't help but rub back and forth on the stone, sparks flying, echoing the thunder.

"Then come on, I want to see what you're relying on. If you could kill me so easily, you wouldn't have been able to live so carefree all this time."

The eerie laughter and the clanging of metal mingled in the wind, howling through the mountains and forests.

"Are you going to kill that Sagami-bo Ōtengu tomorrow?"

Tamamo-no-Mae looked at the shrine with a surprised expression.

"What? Is he that good?"

The shrine maiden was holding the little shrine maiden in her arms, and the two were joking around as usual. Only when they heard Tamamo-no-Mae's words did they raise their heads.

"No, he's pretty useless. If it weren't for the Emperor's title, he probably wouldn't even be considered a great demon."

Tamamo-no-Mae picked up her bowl and chopsticks, ignoring Chiyo and Kaguya beside her who were poking each other's eyeballs with their chopsticks, and ate her meal slowly and deliberately.

"I'm just surprised that these young girls really don't give him any face at all. In the past, we always took his former status as the emperor into consideration and gave him any title in an attempt to turn him into a local god. We never really made up our minds to get rid of him."

"Oh, right, there's something else I need to show you."

Jingu, having returned to his business amidst the pleasures of the world, took out the magatama that Kazanin Haru had given him and tossed it in front of Tamamo-no-Mae.

"Take a look at this thing, can you figure out anything about it?"

Tamamo-no-Mae pouted, seemingly somewhat displeased.

While eating, Gong found something to do, but she still patiently put down her chopsticks and picked up the magatama to examine it carefully. Jingu explained the origin and function of the object to her.

"You said this thing is edible?"

With a slight squeeze of her fingertips, Tamamo-no-Mae crushed the magatama, releasing a burst of demonic energy that was instantly absorbed by her breath.

"This thing... has a very crude manufacturing process, and the materials used are definitely not something that can be obtained in the modern world."

As expected of a shrewd and knowledgeable fox, he was able to analyze things in a short time. Indeed, having an elder in the family is like having a treasure.

"Jade is relatively easy to deal with; there are quite a few jade artifacts in the world that can preserve souls. It's just that they can't be mass-produced and circulated like you described. The other raw material is the real key..."

Tamamo-no-Mae exhaled, and her tangible soul transformed into the shape of an insect in mid-air and dissipated.

"Souls, a large number of yokai souls. The magatama contains the souls of yokai. Those who consume them will naturally exhibit symptoms of yokai transformation. If the souls inside are even stronger, they might even be possessed by the body, but that's impossible."

"These souls are incomplete and problematic; they are the souls of monsters who lack even reason. If a person swallows them, they will merge with the person's soul. Demonization is just the surface issue; at a deeper level, it can even turn that person's soul into a half-demon."

"As expected of you, here's a kiss as a reward."

Jingu leaned closer, but was pushed away by Tamamo-no-Mae in disgust. This man was getting more and more presumptuous.

"So you have a clue? Do you know the source?"

Jingu was just being playful, and the result was very satisfactory. Although Tamamo-no-Mae would still refuse, she wasn't as excited as before. Although she wouldn't admit it in her heart, her body had gradually gotten used to it.

"Well... I have a general direction, but I don't know the specifics. You'll have to ask Bao Ji for the answer to that question."

"Ok?"

Why would this fox willingly send him to find Bao Ji? Is he plotting something? Did he have two other people share the burden with her yesterday, so he still has the energy to think about these things today?

The shrine maiden's suspicious gaze fell upon Tamamo-no-Mae, immediately provoking the fox to bristle again. She waved her chopsticks, intending to poke the shrine maiden like the two people next to her, but was ultimately restrained by the shrine maiden's hands behind her back, reluctantly taking away half of the little shrine maiden's spot.

"Stop fooling around, tell me why, stop keeping me in suspense."

Tamamo-no-Mae felt wronged. She was telling the truth in a serious manner, but she was still suspected of lying to him. She couldn't live like this for another day.

However, even though he felt wronged and unwilling, he couldn't resist the combined efforts of everyone in the shrine and immediately began to beg for mercy, revealing everything he knew.

Damn it, I'll get my revenge sooner or later. Don't think this trick will always work!

"There is no other place besides the animal realm that can produce such a large number of flawed monster souls. There are billions of living beings there. Many monsters that cannot adapt to the modern world go there. After all, that is the world where the strong prey on the weak."

Upon hearing the familiar name, Jingu looked up at Kaguya. This girl had also retrieved souls from the animal realm, but she seemed to be engrossed in the joy of tearing each other apart and paid no attention to them.

"Then why should I go to Bao Ji? Why don't you just tell me this? What's the point of pushing me towards Bao Ji?"

Tamamo-no-Mae's expression turned somewhat strange as she looked at the shrine with disbelief.

"What's going on? You've slept with her so many times, and you still don't know she's one of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Beast Realm? You don't really think she's just a pure pervert, do you?"

Huh? What did you say? What Four Heavenly Kings?

Jingu was completely bewildered. He really didn't know that every time he met Bao Ji, she would become horny and play until she fainted. It was all about sex. The two of them actually communicated less than when they first met.

What kind of shortcut to adult romance is this?

This chapter contains 2152 words.

There are definitely only four Heavenly Kings, because I can't think of a fifth one.

Chapter 129 highlights a performance

The typhoon was almost over by the next day.

The volcanic ash from the eruption of Mount Fuji swept away everything. Although it was still raining heavily today, the sky had brightened up a bit, and the hot and humid feeling was gradually rising.

At the foot of the mountain, two people braved the hardships and the risk of being swept away by a mudslide to get here.

"Alright, he should be here. Are you ready?"

Jingu held up his umbrella, looking as relaxed as if he were going out for a spring outing. A black raven stood on his umbrella, its bare feet on the rocks, and looked up to ask.

Iizuna Maru wore her hair in a ponytail, her short-sleeved shirt tucked into her pleated skirt, and even though it was raining, she gave up on fancy lace stockings, opting instead for simple strappy sandals. The only out-of-place item was the choker around her neck.

"It's a deal, I'll film you, so you need to take this brace off for me later."

Since the goal is to establish authority, photos and videos are naturally indispensable. And no other reporter besides Iizuna Maru could maintain stable filming under such a high level of combat.

Although this tengu is somewhat heartless, it does possess the professionalism of a reporter.

"What? I never told you this. On the contrary, I'm asking you to be the first to film this big news on the spot, and you're still trying to negotiate with me? Don't you have any conscience?"

The collar is absolutely not going to be removed; it will never be removed in this lifetime. This celestial dog will be raised properly as a female dog and will eventually be domesticated into a domestic dog.

Even though he didn't get any benefits, Iizuna Maru still didn't quit on the spot, after all, this was indeed big news.

Although there are eight great tengu in Yingzhou, only a few of them are well-known. The most famous one is naturally the Sagami-bo Tengu, whose head we will be using later. After all, he was once the emperor, who was exiled after a court struggle and then committed suicide under a curse, becoming the so-called number one vengeful spirit of Yingzhou.

The fame he accumulated far surpassed that of other local legends about tengu, and the emperor who exiled him was also very famous, whose power began to decline after his death.

I've said a lot, but in short, regardless of how strong Sagamibo Ōtengu is, his reputation is immense, which is just right for intimidating some lower-level characters.

"Since you're saying you want a grander event, let's start with some appetizers."

Looking at the mountains, the place where this guy lived was in the nearby mountains. The shrine was too lazy to find the exact location, so it just kicked him out.

The raindrops froze in the air, the mountains began to shake, and a tremendous force surged upwards from the depths of the earth. Under the urging of the divine palace, even the rainwater was shot upwards. Birds and beasts fled through the forests, as an unimaginable catastrophe suddenly befell them.

Iizuna Maru spread his wings and flew up, carrying a camera and starting his work on the side.

"Still not coming out? Are you planning to be buried right there in there? Using these mountains as your tombstone?"

The sound wasn't loud, but it spread throughout the entire mountain forest. As the god stepped forward, the earth surged up, and new buds sprouted from the exposed tree roots, lifting him up like a ladder.

The abilities that Kayamain Haru gave him were related to flowers and plants. Previously, the Shrine could also influence things through water and soil, but now it was just more convenient.

That's all.

"How dare you! How dare you be so disrespectful, you brat! Don't you know I am the Emperor! Emperor Sutoku!"

Like a whirlwind, the figure swept in in an instant, like a madman, his body covered in what looked like hair or old clothes, his face contorted, his facial muscles bulging together like knots.

"He really is a crazy idiot. I thought he was just posting online to get attention."

Jingu casually remarked that the reason why Hanayama Inuharu was able to find the other party so quickly was because this guy didn't hide anything at all. He arrogantly called himself Emperor Sutoku in the post and then asked others to offer him blood sacrifices or live sacrifices in exchange for his rewards.

"Fool? You actually called the Emperor a fool? The Emperor won't let you get away with this, yes, Emperor Sutoku won't let you get away with this. I'm going to tear you into pieces and savor your taste."

As he spoke, he rubbed his sharp nails together like knives, his murky dark red eyes fixed on Jingu. Although Jingu's appearance wasn't that of the child he loved to eat, the boy... was pretty much the same. It was just that the crow standing on the other's umbrella gave him a strange feeling.

The former Shingu was so powerful that even Masato Takatsukasa could sense danger emanating from him. But now, his aura has gradually become more harmonious and is no longer outwardly apparent.

"Shingu, you need to hold back. First, you need to show the demeanor of a master, and then take it easy. That way, the filming will look good. Otherwise, people will say that we found some dirty old man to put on a show."

Worried that Jingu might kill the other party in one hit, Iizuna Maru flew over and whispered a reminder.

"I understand, I know what I'm doing."

Jingu beckoned to the other party and said in a very sarcastic tone.

"Did you hear that? I respect the elderly and care for the young, so I'll let you go first."

Enraged by being treated so disrespectfully, his anger and resentment had already reached their peak from the very beginning. The rising resentment was like a straw hat wrapped around his body, and the black wind lifted him up like wings.

"You brat, die!"

Even so, he was still a great demon, the famous demon Ōtengu. When he mustered all his power, he did have a certain presence. Black winds howled, the sky and earth darkened, and trees were uprooted.

His claw-like nails were his most effective weapon. He swooped down like a vulture, the force of his attack dissipating before reaching the shrine, his nauseating nails reaching out to grab at it.

With a hint of disgust, Jingu leaned back, calmly dodging his attack. His fingernails easily tore through the rocks. Accompanied by his strange cries, the dissipating black energy, along with the black wind, transformed into a horde of demons that surrounded Jingu, intending to strangle him.

He succeeded! Surrounded by demons attacking from all sides, how could he possibly escape? Sharp nails pierced his skin, but he felt no flesh or blood.

It raged and swung its long arms, shattering the divine palace like a watery illusion, and howled to the sky.

"Come out! Kid! Where have you been hiding?"

"I didn't go anywhere!"

The moment the voice appeared behind him, he immediately turned around, ready to tear this kid who was toying with him apart, but what greeted him was a baseball bat that gradually grew larger.

"Nice shot! Great shot!"

Even Iizuna Maru, who was taking pictures, couldn't help but exclaim that Jingu's shot was perfect, more than enough to qualify for Koshien.