Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

After a night of rain, the sun shines down.

The air is filled with the fresh scent of earth and new leaves. Water droplets on the leaves sparkle in the morning light, dripping onto puddles and creating tiny ripples.

A bird flapped its wings from a branch, circled twice in low air, and landed lightly on a glossy green head. It pecked at the head with its beak and then rubbed it with its claws.

In his dream, Xiejian wrinkled his nose.

He dreamt that because of his poor performance, Inuyasha was torn apart by Yura, and an angry Sesshomaru was stabbing his head with his sword.

"Lord Sesshomaru... please stop poking me, I'll die..."

"It's still because half-demons are useless... If they were like young master Sesshomaru..."

The bird tilted its head and continued pecking.

"Lord Sesshomaru, no..."

Xie Jian suddenly opened his eyes, let out a strange cry, and sprang up from the ground.

The bird was so frightened that it flew away in a flurry, and before it left, it stomped hard on his head.

Jaken covered his forehead, which was red from being pecked, and grabbed the staff with the human head that had rolled on the ground with his other hand, waving it around in anger.

"How dare a little bird bully this old man with evil views! Don't run away if you dare!"

"Achoo!"

Xie Jian roared a few times, then suddenly sneezed and immediately remembered why he had spent the whole night squatting in the rain.

The little demon shuddered and quickly turned to look in the direction of the cave, praying, "I hope it's not Inuyasha's minced flesh, otherwise this is bad."

The hair still covered the cave entrance. Xie Jian circled around twice and decided to wait there.

Last night's retaliatory attack on Jieluo was an instinctive reaction in a moment of desperation. Now that the storm has passed and the sun has come out, everything that was going to happen has happened.

Jaken, knowing the power of the female demon, did not believe he could avenge Inuyasha.

At most, they would collect his remains afterward to prevent them from being left to rot in the wilderness, and then report the matter to Sesshomaru for a final decision.

Inside the cave, the languid murmurs that had lasted all night slowly ceased. Inuyasha looked at Yura with her hair turned back like a pet and subconsciously recalled the stunning appearance she had made when she first appeared.

"If that's how Yura is, then... the aloof Kikyo and the courageous Kagome..."

"Phew, I can't overthink it. How can I lump my ideal woman in with a pet?"

The half-demon, whose demonic power had been restored to his body, glared at the female demon who had disturbed his Dao heart.

First, she experienced a moment of stillness, then she experienced the loss of humanity in Jieluo. Upon noticing her master's gaze, she supported her soft, delicate body and once again assumed the yoga pose—downward-facing dog.

But instead of a sudden shock, she was met with a ball of pale blue flame.

The flames burned away the filth and brought the female demon's confused thoughts back to reality.

Jieluo trembled, and her dazed eyes finally regained their clarity.

She straightened up, her hair brushing against her body, and in the blink of an eye, she regained her usual refined and dangerous appearance.

But when she looked at Inuyasha again, her gaze was like that of a lotus root still attached to him, as if she wanted to stick to him forever, and her voice was soft.

"Young Master~"

"Huh—"

Upon hearing those two sweet, coquettish words, Inuyasha felt a tingling sensation shoot from his spine straight to the top of his head, raising goosebumps all over his body.

He slapped her on her ample breasts, the crisp sound echoing through the cave.

"Be normal, you bastard."

Jieluo covered the spot where she had been slapped, and almost collapsed again as she recalled the memory. Inuyasha didn't care what thoughts were swirling in her head.

"Open the hole, it's time to get out."

The strands of hair covering the cave entrance parted like a curtain from both sides, letting in the fresh scent of the mountain forest, washing away all the stale air of the night.

Inuyasha stepped out of the cave, his long hair gleaming with a familiar silvery-white luster in the morning light.

He stretched, his joints cracking, and let out a long sigh of relief.

After a night of fierce fighting, even with twice the physique of humans, it was still a bit exhausting.

Fortunately, he managed to completely subdue the female demon, both physically and mentally.

Jie Luo followed him out, her face regaining its usual cold expression.

She was just a beat slower than usual, and her waist felt slightly weak.

She raised her hand to tuck her messy, ear-length hair behind her ear, the strands of hair being blown about by the morning breeze.

Hearing the noise, Xie Jian, who was crouching under the stone wall outside the cave, suddenly looked up—dog ears, silver hair, and a face with a roguish and arrogant air.

He glanced at Jieluo, who seemed perfectly fine, and then sprang up with a "whoosh".

"Lord Inuyasha! You're finally out! I was worried sick all night—"

"Stop nagging, hurry up and cook."

Inuyasha shoved Jaken aside, his gaze fixed on the west, and said with a refreshed air, "After we've eaten and drunk our fill, it's time to go see Sesshomaru and meet the leopard cat!"

"Yes, sir Inuyasha!"

Meanwhile, at Sesshomaru's camp.

In the somber camp, only low groans and an overwhelming stench of blood could be heard.

The monsters lay sprawled on the grass mats, some with broken arms and legs, others with their chests torn open, revealing their fresh internal organs.

Without a doubt, the allied demon army was defeated by the well-organized leopard cat clan, suffering another defeat.

With a large head and small body, grayish-brown fur, wearing green leather armor and a red rope belt, Wolf Yegan, known as the "Guardian Wolf of the Forest," leaned against a boulder.

His arm was wrapped in a blood-soaked bandage, and his other hand rested on a chipped longsword.

With disproportionately large, adorable eyes, it passed through the wounded scattered on the ground and landed on a solitary figure standing on the cliff above the camp.

Sesshomaru stood with his back to everyone, quietly gazing at the clear blue sky after the rain.

In that direction, the demonic energy of the leopard cat clan surged forth, rising into the air.

Lord Sesshomaru…

Wolfy felt a pang of sadness.

He recalled how Sesshomaru had fought his way out of the siege of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Leopard Cat on the battlefield the day before, giving the fleeing soldiers a chance to retreat.

And what about their subordinates?

They don't even have the ability to relieve Lord Sesshomaru of the slightest bit of pressure.

Moreover, after the defeat, Sesshomaru did not blame them, but simply glanced at them with his usual indifferent gaze.

Knowing his own cowardice, Lang Yegan was quite clear that this was a strong will to take everything upon himself, something he lacked.

"But this won't work!"

Wolfie thought of the malice circulating in the group—that Sesshomaru was just a child, not as good as Inu no Taisho, and that they couldn't win this war.

Such dangerous and despicable rumors spread like wildfire among the repeatedly defeated demon army. No one thought that it was they who initially sought out Sesshomaru, rather than Sesshomaru finding them.

He gazed at the clear blue sky, his heart filled with a mixture of prayer and despair.

"Who... can help Lord Sesshomaru! Please help us!"

"Yo, Sesshomaru."

"I heard you suffered another defeat. Looks like you're not so great after all!"

Suddenly, arrogant words echoed throughout the camp, silencing everyone. All eyes turned to the sound—and there, at the entrance, a silver-haired figure in red was striding towards them, bathed in sunlight.

Some demons who admired Sesshomaru's strength and believed he would be the next Inu no Taisho stood up, their expressions filled with resentment.

Sesshomaru, perched on the cliff, sensed a different smell in the air and raised an eyebrow slightly.