I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

As expected, Priest Shiraki is not that kind of superficial person!

She stuck out her tongue and said playfully.

"However, I don't really care about exorcism points; I still prefer Fuze."

"Enough of that, High Priest Shiraki. The meeting is about to begin, so please enter the room quickly."

The sixth floor.

An elegantly decorated conference room.

The indoor space is extremely large, with hundreds of tables and chairs set up below the stage.

The monks and clergy who arrived early were already seated.

Although no seating chart was arranged for this meeting.

However, the lineup in the meeting room was automatically divided into two sides according to the lineup.

On the left is Shintoism, and on the right is Buddhism.

The atmosphere wasn't as harmonious as I'd imagined.

Although everyone was chatting, they each belonged to different factions.

No one crossed the line.

Clearly, even when facing a common enemy, Shintoism and Buddhism still have some rifts between them due to historical issues.

Both sides are aware of this.

This time, it's not just about discussing how to deal with monsters, but also a contest between Buddhism and Shintoism.

At this moment, Master Jing Shui was surrounded by several other hosts, who were quietly exchanging ideas.

"Master Jing Shui, Buddhism suffered a defeat two hundred years ago; we cannot afford to lose again this time."

"I entrust everything to Master Jing Shui!"

"Yes, leave it to me." Master Jing Shui nodded calmly.

"We are determined to revitalize the glory of Buddhism."

Among the Buddhists present, he possessed the highest level of spiritual cultivation, and naturally took on the leading role without hesitation.

This time, we must crush those Shintoists!

As he was contemplating his strategy, he saw a witch push open the door and walk in.

Looking around, he then jogged over to a monk, took her hand, and began to speak.

The monk did not refuse, but listened with a gentle smile.

Seeing the two chatting happily, Master Jing Shui was slightly dissatisfied.

He then called over a disciple beside him and asked with a frown.

"Who is that nun over there?"

The disciple glanced at it a few times and responded in a low voice.

"This person is a disciple of Abbot Xinzhi, and he is here to attend this meeting on behalf of Abbot Xinzhi."

"It's Abbot Xinzhi of Leiming Temple!" Master Jingshui suddenly realized.

He seemed to recall something and sighed regretfully: "If Leiming Temple had not been destroyed, Abbot Xinzhi should be sitting here leading our Buddhism forward."

"It's such a pity that such a tragedy happened."

Master Jingshui turned around, intending to take a good look at this straightforward abbot's disciple.

His gaze inadvertently fell on the handsome face beside Yu Chuanlan, a face that looked somewhat familiar.

In an instant, the nonchalance in his eyes was filled with horror.

Amidst the astonished gazes of the crowd, he slammed his fist on the table and roared in disbelief.

"Lord Mountain God?!"

Chapter Ninety-Two: You Still Say You're Not the Mountain God

Master Jing Shui's unusual behavior immediately attracted the attention of everyone in the conference room.

The clergy or monks who were chatting just a moment ago quickly put down their melon seeds after a brief moment of surprise and turned their gaze to Master Jing Shui.

They all thought of the Takaoyama incident that had been making headlines for the past few days.

Regarding this matter, the entire Tokyo industry is surprisingly unanimous in its opinion.

It was caused by extraordinary forces and should be classified as an extraordinary event.

The eerie red leaves, the terrifying thunderclouds, and the sudden appearance of the mountain god are completely inexplicable by science.

These are the people who are most interested in extraordinary events.

Master Jingshui was the abbot of Yaowang Temple and one of the few people present who had seen the true face of the mountain god.

So this shout made everyone present jump.

Is the mountain god present?

At this moment, Master Jing Shui stared intently at Bai Mujun's face.

He looked her up and down, checking her over and over again several times.

Their large earlobes were trembling slightly.

I never expected that the mountain god of Mount Takao would actually appear at this meeting.

He cursed inwardly.

These people from Shintoism are so despicable!

They actually brought out a deity to deal with them?

Is he trying to force himself to go to the Western Paradise to ask Buddha for help?

Seeing Master Jing Shui's shocked expression, Bai Mujun was slightly taken aback.

He immediately stood up and answered in a humble and very polite tone.

“Master, you may have mistaken me for someone else. I am not a mountain god, but a priest of the Tenji Shrine, Shiraki Shun.”

Master Jing Shui was taken aback upon hearing this answer.

He then examined it a few more times.

Only then did they realize that although the young man before them looked very similar to the mountain god, he lacked some of the mountain god's divinity.

Perhaps they are descendants of the mountain god, or people who are destined to be with the mountain god.

Thinking of this, Master Jingshui breathed a sigh of relief, raised his palms, bowed his head, and chanted a Buddhist mantra.

“Amitabha, it was my rudeness. Because you look very kind, I mistook you for an acquaintance. It seems I was mistaken.”

"Sorry, sorry."

While apologizing, he subtly put on a show of arrogance.

Tell these Shintoists to show some respect; your relationship with that mountain god is actually quite special.

"You're too kind, Master," Bai Mujun said with a gentle smile, then sat down again.

Hanekawa Yaya blinked her beautiful eyes repeatedly.

After Shiraki Shun sat down, she quietly tugged at his sleeve and asked with some confusion, "Priest Shiraki, what are your plans? Why don't you tell them?"

"Tell them what?" Bai Mujun asked, slightly surprised.

"The matter of Mount Takao."

Seeing Shiraki Shun's confused expression, Yuukawa Yaya suddenly understood something and asked in a low voice.

"Priest Shiraki, have you been online these past few days?"

“Yes.” Shiramu Jun nodded.

He spent the last two days tracking the nine-tailed cat demon.

The following day, he was busy dealing with the yokai (supernatural beings) in Tokyo.

Therefore, they were completely unaware of the Takaoyama incident, which was gaining traction online.

No wonder.

Yuukawa Yaya then understood.

It's not that the priest Bai Mu is too scheming.

He was completely unaware that he had been given the identity of a mountain god.

Just as I was about to explain something, the meeting room door suddenly opened.

Several police officers walked onto the stage and took their seats according to their assigned positions.

Including Inspector Yamato, there are a total of four inspectors, one superintendent, and one superintendent general.

After everyone was seated, the police chief sitting in the middle looked around and spoke first.

His nameplate was on the table.

Despite holding such a high position as Superintendent of Police, he maintained a very respectful attitude in front of everyone present.

There's nothing we can do; it's their territory after all.

"First of all, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to all of you for taking time out of your busy schedules to come today."

"As you all probably already know, last Wednesday, our Paranormal Section 6, located in Shibuya Ward, was attacked by a monster."

"This attack exposed many problems."

“We previously purchased numerous talismans and magical artifacts from you. During this attack, some police officers attempted to use these to resist, but it didn't have much effect.”

"It seems that in the eyes of the other party, those things are far less threatening than firearms."

"Are you all aware of this matter?"

After speaking in a deep voice, Kuroda Musashi raised his head, hoping to see a surprised response in the eyes of everyone present.