Crossover: A Different Inuyasha.

"In this world, eight or nine out of ten things are not as one wishes."

At the site of the night raid, a somewhat agitated Najenda removed her mechanical prosthetic arm, took off the eye patch over her right eye, and stepped into the steamy bathroom.

She lay in the large bathtub, her slender and fit body floating on the water, the scars left over from the years faintly visible in the warm steam.

His usually cold and resolute face seemed to melt away in the warm water, revealing a rare hint of melancholy.

The arguments between the two sides at the meeting kept replaying in my mind.

Driven by her initial desire to overthrow the empire and allow the people to live a life free from oppression, Najenda was even more inclined to introduce the Snow Maidens.

Her actions of executing villains and protecting civilians are no different from the original intention of the Revolutionary Army. If they can join forces, she will be more confident in wearing down the terrifying Ice Queen Esdeath and General Bud.

Yes, in Najenda's mind, no one could directly oppose these two monstrous powerhouses of the Empire; being able to restrain them would be quite an achievement.

However, just as Lubbock said, it's easy to invite a god but hard to send him away.

The revolutionary army of today is no longer the loose group of a few individuals it once was; it has now formed a massive organization.

Local consciences, former soldiers from the empire, big businessmen betting on the future, ethnic minorities unwilling to be oppressed...

Even though everyone's ultimate goal was to overthrow the empire, each side had its own ideas about how to manage the new country after the overthrow.

Even Najendan, who held a high position, could not grasp the direction of the future.

She slowly closed her eyes, completely relaxing her body, and floated in the bathtub. Warm steam washed over her face, leaving only her two breasts standing out.

Just as people decay, nations will one day perish. What will become of the revolutionary army?

The bathroom was filled with the soft sound of running water and rising steam, but it couldn't warm the heavy weariness between Najendan's brows.

Amidst the rushing water, the woman who had risen again regained the cold, stern expression befitting the leader of the assassination squad.

She stepped out of the bathtub with her long legs, water droplets rolling down her firm skin. After drying herself, she put on a black sleeveless top, donned her blindfold and prosthetic limbs, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

The smoke swirled in her lungs before she slowly exhaled it.

The grayish-white smoke rings swirled and rose in the air, gradually dissipating.

Amidst the rising smoke, Najendan's gaze sharpened.

Even if the Revolutionary Army leadership is unwilling, she will still unite with the Snow Women.

To overthrow the empire that oppresses the people at the lowest cost and at the fastest speed—this is our unwavering original aspiration!

Having made the decision, Najendan felt much more at ease.

She walked into the lobby, a cigarette dangling from her lips, and wiping her short silver hair with a towel.

Inside the hall, the raiders were waiting.

Leone, dressed sexily and with tousled blonde hair, sat on the sofa, gulping down a glass of wine, a faint blush on her face.

She saw Najendan come out and raised her glass to call out.

"Boss, it's time to make a choice."

Mine, Hill, and Akame, who were sitting next to her, all looked over.

Opposite them were Lubbock and Brand.

"You bunch of people."

Najenda, who had anticipated this, said irritably, then said seriously, "It's decided. Overthrowing the Empire's dark rule is our priority. Tomorrow, we'll head to the Western Royal Court where the Snow Maidens reside!"

"Haha, this is the Night Raid I've always dreamed of to slay the darkness!"

Leone laughed heartily, leaping up from the sofa. "Let's all drink and eat tonight to celebrate our upcoming victory!"

Why celebrate in advance?

Because in the darkness before dawn, anyone could die.

Finally, Leone gave Lubbock a defiant look.

The latter shrugged, unconcerned, which earned him a snort from Leone.

She also knew that Lubbock idolized and liked Najenda, and that everything revolved around her. Putting that aside, he was a reliable comrade-in-arms.

Najenda glared at Leone, the leader of the atmosphere-setter team, and said, "Drink less alcohol. You're coming with me tomorrow; the rest of you continue with your missions!"

"No problem!" the blonde lioness laughed loudly.

Eastern Kingdom, Rashomon.

Inuyasha, who rose from the embrace of Kurono Komugi in the Crimson Night World, arrived at the terrace high on the top of the castle tower through spatial teleportation.

The autumn wind surged up from below the city, carrying with it the maple leaves scattered between the city walls and the dampness of the distant lake, making him feel refreshed.

The allure of nightmares lies not only in the physical, but also in the spiritual connection within dreams, the dual pleasure of body and mind, which is what makes Inuyasha crave more.

"It's time to get down to business."

He composed himself and followed the familiar scent into the hall.

Jie Luo was sitting behind a carved desk, dealing with piles of jade slips.

The increasingly elegant female demon was no longer the fiery and sexy woman she once was. Today, she wore a deep purple autumn dress with dark silver cloud patterns embroidered on the collar and cuffs. The fabric slid down her shoulders and neck and then draped along the curve of her back.

A few strands of black hair fell from her temples, highlighting her still lovely face, which, in the autumn light, gained a touch of elegance and grace amidst her sweetness.

Hearing footsteps, she looked up.

"Oh, it's the King who manages the affairs of many princesses, he's back."

Considering how long Inuyasha had spent in each house, his arrival didn't surprise Jieluo. She said something as usual, then casually picked up a jade slip from the table and tossed it towards the man.

"Here's a summary for this year. See if there's anything that interests you."

Inuyasha reached out and caught it, but did not examine it immediately.

"Hehe, isn't this to satisfy someone?"

He plopped down next to the female monster, spread his legs, and the old married woman, Jieluo, gave him a coquettish glare.

"They really don't know their place."

She gave a soft snort, lifted her waist, and sat down in the scoundrel's lap.

Jieluo quickly blushed as she dealt with the Eastern Kingdom's budget for the coming year.

Under the warm autumn sun, Inuyasha probed his consciousness into the jade slip.

The jade slip contained the national population data for the Eastern Kingdom over the past twenty-one years.

Household registration, race, age distribution, number of people who have begun their cultivation journey, percentage of cultivators in each realm... the entries are numerous yet well-organized and easy to understand.

Among the hundreds of millions of pieces of information, one name caught Inuyasha's attention in the list of the new generation of fox demons—Shippo.

The little fox spirit who followed him through the original story, witty yet timid, was indeed due for birth, judging by the timeline.

"He was sealed away for twenty years, and after waking up, another twenty-one years passed. Only nine years remain until the fifty-year mark when the story begins, but it doesn't matter anymore."

After reviewing the information, Inuyasha placed the jade slip beside him, patted Yura's slender waist, and the latter muttered something and sped up.

Over the years, characters from the original story have been born one after another.

For example, Coral from the demon-slaying family, Bankotsu and Jakotsu from the Seven-Man Team, and Miroku without the Wind Cave—many of them, as they grew older, displayed extraordinary talents and were sent to Zenkenkyo for training. Their fates have been completely reversed compared to the lonely original story.

Aside from occasionally paying attention to Sango, Inuyasha adopted a laissez-faire attitude towards the rest, since they would all eventually serve him anyway.

After all, the ideological education courses in the East have incorporated a lot of the essence of the "Will of Fire" and modern thought, shaping a new generation with correct values.

Soon after, having finished both official documents and tasks, Jie Luo wiped the sweat from his brow, stretched his arms upwards, and relaxed his body, which had been busy for so long.

The loose thermal underwear stretched taut with her movements, the fabric clinging to the curves of her waist and abdomen all the way up, the front of the shirt was stretched slightly, and a section of her fair neck was exposed at the neckline. The hem of the shirt slipped down behind her waist and clung to her upturned buttocks.

"You've become more and more beautiful over the years."

Upon hearing Inuyasha's praise, Yura lowered her arm, turned her head, and gave the man who had handed over the grain a flirtatious glare.

His eyes shimmered like scattered gold in the autumn light.

"So, shall we go back, or come with me to see the sights?"

"Changpu, that girl, really misses you."

"No rush, let's take care of our business first."

Inuyasha, holding Yura's wrist, passed through the spatial barrier and landed in the center of the floating continent of Nichirin Heaven.

Looking out, a colossal tower, its entire body woven from black stone blocks and dark gold patterns, rises from the ground and pierces the sky.

The tower's body narrows in layers, each layer engraved with intricate spirit-gathering arrays. The patterns rise from the base to the top, converging into a faintly flowing pillar of light.

It possesses a majestic aura that suppresses heaven and earth.

This is currently the only building in the Sun Wheel Heaven – the Tower of Babel!

Inuyasha, accompanied by Yura, entered the highest level, the ninety-ninth floor.

A rich spiritual aura wafted over, condensing into a visible milky-white mist that surged and flowed in the air, like a sea of ​​clouds compressed within the palace.

Jieluo took a breath, and the pure, almost tangible spiritual energy flowed into her body through her mouth and nose, circulating throughout her body and bringing a tingling, shivering sensation.

Just one bite.

That is equivalent to seven days of cultivation in the past.

Jieluo slowly exhaled, her eyes shining with an astonishing light.

She looked around and estimated that the hall covered more than ten acres. The dome was high and the four walls were empty, with nothing but a huge amount of spiritual energy.

"Inuyasha, is this where we'll be training from now on?"

"That's right."

Inuyasha nodded, took out a modified artificial body from the void, and handed it to Yura.

"Drip a drop of blood onto it to imprint your own soul mark. From now on, your physical body will remain on the ninety-ninth floor of the Tower of Babel to cultivate, while your avatar will be placed in Rashomon to handle daily affairs and reduce the absorption of local spiritual energy."

With the addition of the Feather Robe Province, the spiritual energy in the Eastern Kingdom has become even more scarce, making the transfer of the Third and Fourth Realms an urgent matter.

However, the first batch still consisted of high-ranking officials from the Eastern Kingdom.

The ordinary third realm is still far behind. Having absorbed most of the spiritual energy of the Sun Wheel Heaven in the Feather Robe World, it is unrealistic to expect to satisfy all the third and fourth realms.

Jieluo reached out and took the artificial body, then raised her eyes, a slight smile playing on her lips as her gaze shifted. "This entire floor, is it all mine?"

Inuyasha understood the female demon's meaning perfectly well, and smiled as he spoke.

"To be precise, the top nine floors all belong to Luo Shengjing. You are in charge of arranging the personnel and the spiritual energy concentration of each floor."

Having guessed that the scoundrel had placed the Ruri Shrine in a better position, Yura didn't bother asking any more hurtful questions and simply said...

"Alright, this floor will serve as our dormitory, and the eight floors below will be reserved for the Eight Yama Divisions and the Yin-Yang Secret Ritual Division and other mid-to-high-level personnel."

After she finished speaking, a drop of blood condensed from her fingertip and landed on the freckles of the grotesque body.

The moment the blood touched it, a faint halo appeared on the surface of the artificial body. Then, its limbs stretched out and its facial features became lively, transforming into a lifelike clone that stood in front of her, with an expression exactly like the original.

As soon as Jieluo had a thought, his clone raised its hand, turned around, and took a step, moving as smoothly as if it were an extension of its own arm, without any hesitation or interference with the main body's thoughts and actions.

She sensed that the clone's strength was at the second realm of Moon Essence Condensation.

At the same time, she has a clear and perceptible connection with her clone, and can cross space at any time to send her main body to the location of her clone.

The spiritual energy absorbed by the clone will also feed back to the main body through the connection.

The effect was minimal, but better than nothing.

"This is quite interesting. Can we have a few more?"

After learning about it, Yura looked at Inuyasha.

Inuyasha casually conjured a clone of himself, which stood beside him. "One clone is enough for now. We'll see how it develops later."

Two identical Inuyashas stood side by side, prompting Jieluo to click his tongue. "I can't control what happens next, but don't try to fool me with clones."

The female monster looked serious. "I have no interest in being with toys."

"Am I that kind of person?" Inuyasha replied speechlessly, then reached out and picked up Yura horizontally, beginning to carry out corporal punishment.

As for the two clones, he casually waved them away and sent them back to Luo Shengjing.

At this moment, Yan Zhu, the adopted daughter of the ghost woman Li Tao, came to report the news.

She entered the hall and saw Inuyasha and Yura. She quickly composed herself and bowed respectfully, "Lord God, Lady Yura."

"Based on the weapons and information transmitted from the Imperial Arms World No. 8 yesterday, we have made a good discovery and wish to request hair and blood samples from the Fourth Realm Venerables."

The weaponry crafted in the Eastern Kingdom bears a striking resemblance to the Imperial Arms.

Like the Tessaiga, most of them are made from parts of a yokai's body, supplemented by ores and secret techniques.

Now that they have acquired the crafting techniques for Imperial Arms, the Yin-Yang Secrets Bureau has broadened its horizons, and many long-shelved ideas have been brought back to life.

"Oh, really?"

Inuyasha became interested upon hearing this and said to Yanzhu, "Take me to see it."

"I'll go take a look too."

Yura, whose strength lies in the strands of her hair, was also somewhat interested in this.

Over the years, through various means, her hair has been strengthened several times. Curses and immunity to water and fire are child's play for her.

"Yes, sirs. Please follow me."

Yan Zhu was a little nervous. She calmed herself down, replied, and led the way. The three of them walked out of the Sky Keep and entered a spatial teleportation portal outside the pavilion. In an instant, they were teleported to the gate of a magnificent and elegant complex of buildings ten kilometers outside the city.

The building complex is built against the mountain and occupies a vast area, yet it has no ostentatious air about it.

The main entrance to the complex is a tall torii gate.

A stone statue stands on each side of the torii gate.

On the left is a statue of a priestess with her hands in a mudra, her face lowered; on the right is a ghostly figure with a blurred face, its fangs exposed, yet it does not appear ferocious.

"My lords, please follow me inside."