Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

Like a baseball being hit, the tumbling Emperor Sutoku crashed through several mountain peaks before finally coming to a stop. Jingu Asahi Iitsuna asked, "The bat has transformed back into an umbrella."

"Is that enough? I have something to do later, so a quick performance should suffice, right?"

"Okay, that's about right. We can finish with a big wrap-up."

After checking, Iizuna Maru gave Jingu an OK sign.

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It seems like the college entrance exam is coming up soon. I don't think many of my readers will be taking it.

Chapter 130 Scenic Spots

Damn it, damn it, damn it! How could that brat be so powerful?

That blow not only nearly shattered his bones, but also brought his delirious mind back to its senses.

At this point, trying to escape is futile; the enemy has come with genuine intent to kill. How can we escape? Should we unleash a hurricane to destroy this mountain? Or try to escape amidst the chaos?

The idea had barely formed in his mind, and before he could put it into practice, the earth and even the entire mountain range began to tremble. He struggled to his feet, stirring up the black wind to fly up and try to see what was happening.

The mountains were uprooted, the mountain ranges arched up like long dragons, and the entire terrain was changed by an unimaginable force, as if it were being manipulated at will like a sand table.

I must escape! I don't know what they're going to do, but they're definitely going to take my life.

He stirred up the gale with all his might, sending sand and stones flying. The hurricane tried to uproot everything on the ground, but the rocks that were blown up were beyond his control and flew straight toward him.

He casually smashed the boulder, only to find that behind it, massive, towering mountains were flying towards him, and there was more than one. The surrounding mountains were all uprooted and pressed down on him.

"There are green hills everywhere in the world. Isn't it a blessing to be buried under green hills? For you."

As the shrine, which had descended upon the mountains, met his eyes, his once somewhat clear mind was instantly replaced by a jumble of chaotic emotions: resentment at being deprived of the throne, the pain of exile, and a mix of memories, both painful and joyful.

In a brief moment of distraction, he was pinned down by several mountain peaks and smashed to pieces, but the great demon's life would not end so easily.

With a swift palm strike, the mountains all collapsed and crashed to the ground, sending clouds of mud and dust soaring into the sky. The original mountain range had been transformed into hills, and the peaks had converged to form an intersecting stone forest. The blood dripping from the stone forest seemed to symbolize the still-living Sagamibo Tengu.

But that doesn't matter anymore. His soul has been completely shattered by the Divine Palace. Let the filthy blood in this stone forest serve as a testament.

However, this might scare some ordinary people, so let's make it more approachable. The shrine waved and summoned the black crow, using its high temperature to scorch the filthy blood until it turned the color of the stone itself.

It's likely that this place will become a very famous tourist attraction. With its fame and the meticulously designed stone forest of the shrine, which has even flattened the mountains into relatively gentle hills, it will surely become a national-level tourist attraction when spring arrives and the grass seeds sprout.

"How is it? Does it look good or not?"

Jingu also showed off his aesthetic sense to Iizuna Maru, describing the stone forest that arched in the hills as dark as blood.

"It does look pretty good, but have you considered... never mind, it's not my job to clean up the mess anyway."

Iizuna Maru hesitated, though he wanted to say something. Although it was supposed to be a grand spectacle, there was no need for such elaborate planning. A mountain collapsing or a large rift valley forming could all be explained by an earthquake.

But the shrine leveled the mountains into hills, and then created this stone forest on the hilltops in the middle. Many experts must be scratching their heads in disbelief.

It can be forcibly explained as the masterpiece of nature.

"You can talk to Hanayama-in Haru about the rest. I have other things to do."

Jingu stretched. Although this guy was a bit weak, it was enough to intimidate newcomers who were just getting a feel for this place and those at the bottom. Don't be foolish enough to be used as a pawn.

He opened his umbrella, glanced around, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. At this moment, there must be many people watching him, analyzing his personality, his abilities, and everything about him.

As for the other forces behind the scenes, the Shinto shrine doesn't mind what they do, as long as it's interesting enough. Even if they're clowns, it doesn't matter as long as their performance is entertaining enough.

The torrential rain continued to fall as usual, and countless remains of life lay dormant beneath the newly renovated earth, which would blossom with new life next year. The shrine, however, had left, leaving behind a maddening mess.

"That guy was happy to get beaten up, wasn't he? What? Are you still going to continue with your plan?"

A hundred miles away from the battlefield, a slender figure sitting in a tree spoke to the man below, but the man remained silent for a long time, only looking in that direction.

"Perhaps we need some allies? My brother's descendants? Those monks?"

In Tokyo, some people cheered for this theatrical battle.

"Sparashi! This power, this form, a god who can walk freely among mortals, is truly something to aspire to."

Besides looking at it up close with your eyes, there are other methods, such as using satellites in outer space to capture images of the ground, like he did.

After exclaiming and cheering, the man scratched his head again.

"But how can I capture the gods? I need more materials!"

Besides, who knows how many other people are secretly watching, and what their thoughts are?

Strolling along the Kanagawa River in Tokyo, even though the mountains not far away are turbulent, Tokyo is still peaceful, probably because the news has been suppressed.

Although it was daytime, a mirage was no challenge for the shrine. With just a little effort, they easily found the hidden mirage at the bottom of Kanagawa and arrived at the long-awaited sixth day of paradise.

The palace was closed on the sixth day of its closure, and the maids were noticeably lax. When they saw the shrine suddenly appear on the deck, they were so startled they instinctively dropped their brooms. Fortunately, they immediately recognized the shrine as the owner's distinguished guest, not just anyone else.

"Alright, is your boss here? I'll go see her."

He waved his hand to tell the maid not to come forward to serve him, and got straight to the point. He was here to talk to Princess Hō about serious business, not to have fun.

"Boss? She was definitely here today..."

Before she could finish speaking, Jingu had already gone upstairs, forcing her to swallow the rest of her sentence.

"Bao Ji!"

Jingu pushed open the door, but the room was quiet and empty; no one was there.

The sliding door next to her was opened, and Hongye, with her beautiful makeup, peeked out and said softly.

"Shrine? If you're looking for Bao Ji, she's not here these past few days; she went back recently."

If it weren't mentioned, everyone in the shrine would have forgotten that Kureha was the real boss of the Sixth Heaven of Bliss, since she didn't seem like someone who frequented such places... Hiss!

As Momiji pushed open the door, Jingu swallowed half of her inner thoughts. No longer dressed in her home attire, she changed into a brightly colored short kimono, her hair tied up in two sections. The large expanse of snow made the fabric of the kimono's neckline feel heavy, and despite her glamorous makeup, her face still wore a simple and gentle smile.

I was originally thinking of leaving since Bao Ji wasn't here, but now I'm not in a hurry. I should sit down and have a good cup of tea.

This chapter contains 2082 words.

Writing slowly is probably my habit. Next, the main villain of the story will appear. Some of the related characters have already appeared, while others have not. Let's start with some smaller events.

Chapter 131 The Centipede and the Unruly Guest

Tasks that require specialized personnel should still be handled by specialized personnel.

Wisps of smoke drifted into the room as Hongye prepared tea with her delicate hands. Her kimono collar was held together by a thin red string, preventing it from coming undone.

I felt it; it was like being in Yoshiwara, ordering the best courtesan of the time, and having her serve me. It felt like stepping back into the Taisho era.

"Lord Jingu, is there anything you need from Princess Bao today? Is there anything I can do for her?"

Do it for me? Kureha, don't you know what kind of things happen between Shrine and Princess? You dare to do this for me? Are you such good sisters? Although she had such thoughts in her mind, Shrine wouldn't bully Kureha like this. The main thing is that she's not thirsty right now, and doesn't really need to quench her thirst.

"Nothing much, I just came to ask Bao Ji about some things concerning the animal realm. Hongye, do you know anything about these things?"

"In that respect, I'm not so sure. If it's the celestial realm, I might be able to answer some questions."

Hongye shook her head. It seemed that she couldn't do everything for him. The heavenly realm that Hongye mentioned was not the Takamagahara or the Heavenly Court that people usually talked about, but rather the six heavens of the Desire Realm in Buddhism.

After sleeping with Bao Ji so many times without even knowing what she did, Jingu, after much agonizing reflection, sought out Tamamo-no-Mae to cram a lot of knowledge about the girls around him.

Momiji, the female ghost of Togakushi, is actually the daughter of the Sixth Heaven Demon King. According to legend, she was once a concubine of Minamoto no Tsunemoto, the ancestor of the Kiyokawa Genji clan. Due to the struggle of the main wife, she was exiled to the Togakushi area. Later, Momiji won over the people and accepted the remnants of Taira no Masakado's rebellion, causing chaos in all directions. In the end, she was defeated by Minamoto no Tsunemoto's army.

However, those are all legends. At least the shrine doesn't think Momiji is the kind of person who is shrewd enough to engage in palace intrigue, develop power, or rebel. However, her hatred for the Genji is real, to the point that she goes crazy whenever the Genji is mentioned.

"Since we don't know, let's not talk about it. Is Hongye dressed up so nicely because she's opening for business today?"

Serious business? What serious business? What business is more important than a girl? The shrine maiden had completely forgotten about investigating the origins of the magatama and was only focused on flirting with Momiji and talking about random things.

Hongye hasn't opened her shop at all these past few days. Due to the situation in Tokyo, she's been aggressively trying to attract customers, which could easily attract people with ulterior motives. The female monsters in this shop are all just pretty faces; they're good at seducing men, but when it comes to fighting, they're all terrible at it.

For safety reasons, the store has been closed for the past few days, and Hongye Makeup is also not open for business. She has not served any customers. She just changed into this outfit and makeup out of habit, at least to make herself blend into the store's environment.

As the two were talking, it was lunchtime. Hongye was just about to arrange for someone to prepare some lunch for them when both of their phones rang at the same time.

It's Ibuki Nanako. That drunkard is calling on her friends to drink. Jingu just replied to her saying, "Why drink in the middle of the day?" and this girl replied instantly.

[Drinking from noon until night doesn't count as drinking at midday, come on! There are girls here!]

Hey, why didn't you say so sooner? I'll be there soon!

He put away his phone and finalized the details in just a few words.

Jingu glanced at Kureha as he considered the plan to drink later that evening.

"Want to come together? Do you want to change your clothes?"

Life is so dull and tedious, after a few rounds of drinks and tea, people seek pleasure. Drinking buddies and beautiful women can even become one, and who knows, they might even become bed partners, from pleasing the eye to nourishing the body, all in one go.

Is this the girl you were talking about?

Upon arriving at Ibuki's bar, Jingu frantically exchanged glances with Ibuki.

[Yeah, isn't that a girl?]

Ibuki looked serious, seemingly unaware that she was trying to deceive Jingu. The figure sitting in the corner remained completely unresponsive to their back-and-forth conversation.

With messy gray hair, dressed in a black cloth shirt and skirt, and barefoot, his attire was extremely haphazard. He also reeked of sulfur and was covered in a dusty gray, as if he had just crawled out of a mine.

At this moment, they were stuffing themselves at the dining table, looking as if they had been starving for a long time, which was quite unexpected for the shrine.

"Alright, alright, come on, I'll drink with you."

Ibuki pressed herself against him, her body reeking of strong alcohol, unlike any other girl's scent she had ever smelled in the shrine; it was hard to describe.

"That guy has a centipede, he's not usually like this. He just came back from hell today."

"Who do you think is to blame? Suddenly asking me to help you mine in hell, I really don't know how you managed to persuade that Bull Demon guy."

The girl, who was eating voraciously, was very unhappy when she heard Ibuki's words. She said, "Whose fault is it that I got all this dusty and dirty, working as hard as a miner?"

"Alright, alright, don't be angry. You'll get plenty of food and drink from now on."

The term "giant centipede" actually refers to a large centipede, a very ferocious monster. It has a slight connection to the shrine, though not a significant one. The Ming Dynasty book "Wuzazu" records that "centipedes longer than one foot can fly, and dragons fear them, so they are often struck by lightning."

Various legends contain tales of enemies and even dragon-eating creatures, though the truth of these claims remains unknown. However, in Yingzhou, centipedes also symbolize mining, metallurgy, and even attracting wealth.