Simultaneous Transmigration: Minor Characters Don't Be Cannon Fodder

Changqing lightly touched the ground with his toes, his figure flashing like clouds and mist as he dodged and weaved through the black mist claws closing in from all directions.

Although these black mist claws were dense and heavy, capable of easily tearing apart steel beams.

But no matter how Ibaraki-dōji attacked, he could never truly hit Chōchō's body.

Seeing this, Ibaraki-dōji roared and his attacks became faster and faster.

Countless dark purple afterimages trailed through the air, densely interwoven into a tightening net that swept towards Changqing.

Faced with this overwhelming net, Changqing suddenly stopped.

He stomped his left foot hard on the stone slab, his aura surging, and the shattered stones were swept up and floated in the air by the aura he released.

Then he slowly extended his right hand, and the blood-red killing intent on his palm rapidly compressed and condensed, forming a constantly pulsating dark red light spot.

Then, in an instant, it suddenly expanded, enveloping both Changqing and Ibaraki-dōji within it.

"The Great Void Sword Formation".

Changqing's indifferent voice rang out.

Ibaraki-dōji's pupils suddenly contracted.

Its instincts, as a powerful demon, warned it to flee quickly.

However, it was ultimately too late.

The crimson sword light erupted suddenly within the area enveloped by the Tai Xu Sword Formation. Hundreds and thousands of sword energies shot out from every node of the sword formation at the same instant, turning the entire enclosed space into a bloody meat grinder.

At the center of the sword formation was Ibaraki-doji, who was locked onto by Changqing.

After the sword energy was released, before it could even let out a complete scream, it was pierced by the sword energy attacking from all directions and easily torn into pieces.

Then those fragments were quickly devoured by the blood-red, flame-like killing intent, turning into nourishment.

It must be said that, as a fierce and powerful demon in Japanese legends, this Ibaraki-dōji, who was raised by the Japanese, possesses a terrifyingly pure and malevolent aura.

As a result, his killing intent increased considerably, at least to the effect of Changqing killing hundreds of people.

A moment later, the sword formation slowly dissipated.

Changqing stood still, the ground around him had been wiped away by the sword energy by a full three inches, forming a shallow, circular pit with smooth, mirror-like edges.

In the shallow pit, the corpses of Takagi, whose limbs had been broken, and those of the Onmyoji were preserved intact under Changqing's deliberate control, and did not turn into dust like Ibaraki-doji and the broken stones and planks in the sword formation.

"Phew~"

Taking a deep breath, Changqing approached the corpses of the Onmyoji and first examined their memories.

Check if there are any secrets or interesting methods that have been missed.

Then he picked up Takagi, whose limbs had been broken, got up and went to the open space outside the factory, and shouted at the group of people who had been hiding behind the bunker.

"Alright, stop hiding, come out now."

"I am Changqing, a disciple of the Sanyi Sect."

"I am here on the orders of my master to track down these strange Japanese people. I have no ill intentions towards you."

After he finished speaking, there was a few seconds of silence around him.

Then a middle-aged man wearing round-framed glasses peeked out first, and after confirming that there was no danger around, he...

He then waved, signaling several other young people, some dressed in Zhongshan suits and others in student attire, to come out one after another.

After the middle-aged man wearing round-framed glasses arrived near Changqing, he first looked Changqing, who was dressed in white and looked like an immortal, up and down.

After suppressing his shock, he bowed respectfully.

"My name is Chen Jiahe, and I am a teacher."

"This is the first time I've met such a peerless master as you, sir. I'm truly sorry for my rudeness. Please forgive me."

The man was polite and clearly an intellectual.

Moreover, through his collar, a badge pinned to his chest was vaguely visible, and Changqing could roughly guess the other party's identity.

So he quickly returned the greeting with a cupped hand, indicating that the other party did not need to be so nervous.

"Sir, you are too polite. I am just an outsider, there is no need for such respect."

"Compared to me, you are the truly righteous and respectable men."

Changqing spoke with a very serious tone, without the slightest hint of politeness.

Then he remembered something, threw the tall wood in his hand to the ground, and continued speaking.

"This man is my main target in this pursuit. His name is Kenji Takagi, and he is a major in the Japanese army."

"Accompanied by those Japanese spies, he secretly infiltrated Fujian in order to spy on government secrets within the province."

"And just now, he led people to record your portrait information."

"Not only that, but his Yin-Yang Masters in Xiamen had committed countless atrocities."

"Not only did they assassinate high-ranking members of small and medium-sized sects of supernatural beings in towns and steal their cultivation techniques and secret manuals, but they also massacred at least five villages in the suburbs. Their crimes are too numerous to count."

"The land of China is currently at a critical juncture."

"Those strange people from Japan, we outsiders can handle them."

"But this Japanese major seems to me more useful to you."

"He may possess a great deal of secrets about the Japanese army. Now that we've met, why don't we hand him over to you?"

As Changqing finished speaking, a brief silence fell over the open space.

Chen Jiahe's expression changed rapidly in those few breaths, first from shock and fear, then from indignation and anger, and finally from excitement and gratitude. He quickly stepped forward, grasped Changqing's hand tightly, and bowed deeply with a solemn expression.

"Jiahe is here, and on behalf of all the comrades in Fujian, I thank the Taoist priest."

Takagi, who was unexpectedly sent by Changqing, can be described as a great gift.

They were worried about not knowing what the Japanese army's next move would be, but now that they had captured Takagi, they might be able to get extremely important information out of him.

Seeing Chen Jiahe's actions, Changqing quickly supported his arm, preventing him from bowing too deeply.

"Sir, there's no need for that," Changqing's voice became serious.

"I am a person outside the secular world, and it is inconvenient for me to meddle in many worldly affairs."

"But China is currently in a dangerous situation, and even we, a group of extraordinary individuals, may be drawn into it."

"If you encounter any special troubles in the future and need our help, send someone to deliver a message to the Sanyi Gate."

"The entire Sanyi Sect will certainly do its utmost to help."

Upon hearing this, Chen Jiahe's lips trembled with excitement, and he nodded emphatically once again.

Then, he looked up at the sky, took Changqing's arm, and invited him.

"It's getting late today, and the Taoist priest has just had another hard battle."

"Why don't you stay and rest for the night? I'll treat you to a feast."

However, Changqing shook his head upon hearing Chen Jiahe's invitation.

"No need, sir. I need to return to my sect as soon as possible to report back. Let's skip the formalities of visiting; there will be other opportunities in the future."

"Besides, this guy we're standing on is only hanging on by a thread thanks to my help. You guys should think of a way to heal him first."

As he spoke, Changqing ignored Chen Jiahe and the others' attempts to stop him, and suddenly his body transformed into qi, disappearing into the air amidst everyone's shocked gazes.