I cultivate a deity in Tokyo

Upon hearing this, Tsukuyomi gritted her teeth slightly, a hint of resentment appearing on her pretty face.

The priest was the one who ruined his own plans!

Why should I have to work at the priest's shrine?

Amaterasu, you definitely did this on purpose!

But upon seeing Amaterasu Omikami raise her hand again, she immediately adopted a sincere expression and became extremely obedient.

"Big sister, I understand now."

"Tsukuyomi, please stay at the shrine of Priest Shiraki and repent!"

Upon hearing Tsukuyomi's reply, Amaterasu Omikami nodded in satisfaction and waved her hand casually.

The blazing spear that pierced the ground through Tsukuyomi's robes instantly dissipated into wisps of divine power.

She turned around and looked at Shiramu Jun behind her, her tone cold.

"In that case, High Priest Shiraki, I'll leave the task of overseeing Tsukuyomi to you."

"Amaterasu Omikami is too kind," Shiraki Shunsuke replied solemnly. "It is my duty to contribute to correcting Tsukuyomi's errors."

"However," Shiraki Shun looked at Amaterasu with a hint of worry.

"Compared to supervising Tsukuyomi, I'd rather know what Amaterasu Omikami's plans are for the future?"

"After all, according to Tsukuyomi's words, if this continues, Amaterasu Omikami's divine will will be..."

"Priest Shiraki need not worry about that," Amaterasu Omikami said, shaking her head slightly.

"Given the current situation, I can hold on for at least another thousand years."

"During this time, we should be able to find a way to replace divine sense in repairing the cracks in the Yellow Springs."

"Or perhaps, the mother goddess suddenly realized something and might give up her revenge against the father god."

Despite Amaterasu Omikami's understated manner and confident demeanor, she remained composed.

But Shirakuni knew in his heart that this was just something he was deliberately showing them.

After all, if there really were any alternatives, Amaterasu Omikami should have discovered them long ago over the past thousand years.

As for hoping that the fierce god of the underworld will attain enlightenment on his own...

The possibility is extremely slim.

unless

Thinking of this, Bai Mujun pondered for a moment.

He then spoke.

“Amaterasu Omikami, I actually wish to go to the underworld.”

"If I could see Izanami-no-Mikoto, perhaps..."

"No, absolutely not!" Before Shiramu Shun could finish speaking, Amaterasu Omikami decisively interrupted him.

"Leaving aside whether we can even see the Mother Goddess, the harsh environment of the Underworld is something no human body can withstand!"

"Even if one day it really comes to that point where I have no other choice, it should be me who goes."

When Tsukuyomi, who was sitting halfway on the ground, heard this, her eye twitched slightly.

She looked up at her sister with a strange expression.

etc.

Doesn't my elder sister know just how hard Priest Shiraki really is?

That's something even the Kusanagi Sword couldn't cut through!

With such a powerful body, he could probably jump right into the Sanzu River and go swimming, right?

What are you worried about?

Amaterasu Omikami, unaware of her younger sister's strange gaze, continued speaking.

"Moreover, the Yellow Springs are extremely dangerous, a road of no return."

"One wrong move and you could be left in the underworld, never to return."

"Priest Shiraki, do you understand these things?"

Shiraki Shun smiled gently and said calmly.

“Amaterasu Omikami, I have certainly considered these matters as well.”

"And it is precisely because of these considerations that I have taken the initiative to propose going to the Yellow Springs."

"Because I am perhaps the best candidate to go to the Yellow Springs."

Upon hearing this, Amaterasu Omikami was taken aback, a hint of surprise in her cold eyes.

She wondered.

"Priest Shiraki, what do you mean by this?"

Bai Mujun nodded slightly and said seriously.

“Amaterasu Omikami once said that the Land of the Dead, in nature, is the same as Takamagahara; both are the same realm.”

"Therefore, since I was able to move to Takamagahara through the Divine Kingdom..."

"Similarly, one can also return to the Reed Plains through the Kingdom of Gods."

"I believe that even the gods cannot do this."

Amaterasu Omikami then realized what was going on.

indeed.

In the tens of thousands of years prior, there had never been a situation like that of the White Wood Priest, where a divine kingdom was simultaneously controlled by both gods and humans.

Even the most outstanding priests have never had such a precedent!

If that's really the case

Amaterasu Omikami's eyes flickered slightly.

As long as Bensaiten is in the Reed Plains, the White Wood Priest can return to her side at any time through the Divine Kingdom!

Even the bizarre nature of the Yellow Springs cannot stop it!

Thinking of this, she gave Bai Mujun a deep look.

She had never even considered something like this.

Priest Baimu, but

She then heard Bai Mujun say with some distress.

"However, although I am able to return to Ashihara from the underworld."

"But how to return to the underworld from the reed plains is still a problem I need to consider."

"If we keep going through Yomotsu Hirasaka, the seal will be hard to maintain, won't it?"

Upon hearing this, a glint suddenly flashed in Amaterasu Omikami's cold eyes.

There was a hint of excitement in his tone.

"Priest Shiraki, I might know something that can help you with this."

“Please speak, Amaterasu Omikami,” Shiraki Shun humbly replied.

Amaterasu Omikami spoke slowly.

"Throughout history, there have been two deities who went to the underworld and successfully returned unharmed."

“One is the Father God.”

"The other one is our good-for-nothing younger brother, Susanoo."

"After Susanoo returned, he came to me and boasted that he had mastered the method of leaving coordinates in the underworld."

"This method might help Priest Shiraki to travel between Ashihara and Yomi!"

"But," Amaterasu Ōmikami said, her words suddenly carrying a hint of disappointment and frustration.

"That Susanoo has left Takamagahara and spends his days idly in his dark Root Country, completely cut off from Takamagahara."

Even I don't know the exact location of that divine kingdom.

"However, if we mobilize the resources of Takamagahara to search, we should be able to find it within a few months."

Upon hearing this, Bai Mujun suddenly had an idea and said somewhat urgently.

"No need to trouble Amaterasu Omikami."

"I might have a way to contact Susanoo-no-Mikoto."

"What method?" Amaterasu Omikami asked in confusion.

“Don’t forget, Amaterasu Omikami, Ōkuninushi is still in my shrine,” Shiraki Shunsuke said solemnly.

Amaterasu Omikami's eyes lit up.

Susori-hime, the wife of Ōkuninushi-no-kami, was one of Susanoo's children!

With Susanoo's guidance, finding Susanoo wouldn't be difficult at all!

“If the Great God of the Ninja Kingdom hasn’t been exposed yet, then Susori-hime shouldn’t have arrived yet,” Shiraki Shun said as succinctly as possible.

"I must hurry back to Ashihara."

"Okay." Knowing that time was of the essence, Amaterasu Omikami nodded decisively.

She reached out, and the Yata no Kagami in Shiraki Shun's hand slowly floated up.

A faint ray of moonlight fell upon Tsukuyomi.

"Tsukuyomi, I have temporarily lifted a small portion of your seal. Now, take the priest Shiraki back to Ashihara," Amaterasu Omikami said calmly.

“I understand.” Tsukuyomi nodded obediently.

She immediately stood up and stood behind Shiraki Jun, obediently pointing and saying, "Then, Priest Shiraki, let's go."