The Demon King, reborn in Japan as a monk

How much influence can Zhao Min, being alone, have? At most, she would have more reason to command troops and fight against the Central Plains martial arts world and the rebel army, making the rebel army less able to defeat the Yuan army as easily as in the original story. But even without these advantages, with her father, the Prince of Ruyang, Zhao Min would have no problem commanding an army.

At most, she only needs to put forward a puppet as the leader, and she can guide him from the shadows.

In terms of martial arts alone, under the suppression of Emei, they really can't cause much of a stir.

Moreover, to prevent Zhao Min from causing trouble, Ishihara Akira even prepared the Ming Cult with the Ming Divine Martial Scripture, a martial arts manual based on a Hong Kong comic.

If he hadn't felt that continuing the operation was too unfair to Yin Liting, he wouldn't have minded sending another clone to Wudang to reveal the truth about Ji Xiaofu to him, and then teaching him skills like the Shattered Dream Blade.

They even went to Zuowang Peak and used Yang Xiao as a guinea pig to create the Sunflower Manual, letting him transform.

Anyway, Ishihara Akira is very relaxed now because he is absolutely confident that he can turn the world of The Heaven Sword and Dragon Saber into his own. He doesn't need to worry about things going wrong, so he can do whatever he wants.

……

"Damn it, I've finally joined the Ming Cult." In one of the Ming Cult's altars, Zhao Qiang spat angrily onto the ground and let out a long sigh.

“Yeah, it was really tough. Being chased, begging everywhere, and having to watch out for bandits and thugs, I feel like I must have done something really good in my past life to survive,” Sun Jian chimed in.

"I wonder how the others are doing," Qian Ziqiang said worriedly.

"Instead of worrying about others, let's think about what we should do next. After all, even if we worry, there's nothing we can do right now. We might as well focus on the present. Maybe when we climb to a higher position, we'll see the others again." Zhao Qiang patted Qian Ziqiang on the shoulder and sighed.

That's right, there are only three people who have joined a certain altar of the Ming Cult right now: him, Sun Jian, and Qian Ziqiang. As for where the others are...

That story begins after they traveled along the official road and found the village.

They thought they could finally get some rest, and with the help of their fellow villagers, they did indeed have a hearty meal and a good night's sleep...

But when they woke up, they were greeted by the menacing faces of the Mongols.

There's nothing we can do about it. Their modern attire is just too unusual in this world. It's a typical example of bizarre clothing, and even the length of their hair is problematic—after all, who in ancient times would have a buzz cut except for monks who had their heads shaved?

Those with medium to long hair are the kind of people who don't take the saying "our bodies and hair are given to us by our parents" seriously. In other words, they are thugs and villains. In addition, the Mongols' attitude of collective punishment—if you discover a suspicious person and don't report it, the whole village will suffer along with you—made the three elders in the village think of reporting Wang Hao and his group to the Mongols as their first thought after learning about their existence.

Then this group of about a dozen people were captured by the Mongols. The women became tools for the Mongols' pleasure, and the men became the simplest prisoners.

The outcome was predictable.

Before they even entered the city, a beautiful young woman like Liu Zhen, along with two other high school girls, were tortured and killed by the Mongols. Wang Hao and another boy, enraged by this, were also killed by the Mongols.

Then, whether they were lucky or unlucky, they encountered chivalrous people. The Mongols were killed, and they were freed. But the so-called heroes ignored them, gave them a few taels of silver, told them about their surroundings, and let them do as they pleased.

Then a few of the remaining people, like Zhao Qiang, who had ideas, suggested changing into Mongolian clothes and riding their horses. Then, they encountered bandits on the way, and the horses got frightened and ran around wildly, resulting in some falling to their deaths, getting injured, or being killed by the bandits. I won't go into details.

Anyway, by the time their horses came to a stop, the group of more than a dozen people had dwindled to less than five.

That is, Zhao Qiang and his group.

Then, two more died for other reasons. Only after arduous efforts did Zhao Qiang and the other two finally find the hidden branch of the Ming Cult within the city where they were located, join it, and become members of the Ming Cult...

"Alright, it's getting late. Who knows what tomorrow will bring? Let's go to sleep." Sun Jian looked up at the sky and said to his two companions beside him.

"Okay, let's go back to sleep." The three then parted ways and returned to the communal sleeping quarters where the lower-ranking disciples of the Ming Cult slept. Finding the only remaining empty spot, they lay down to rest, still dressed…

"Mom, I want to go home..."

Chapter 345 Heading to Wudang

"It's almost time. Where's the transportation you mentioned?" That day, Miejue found Ishihara, who was instructing Bei Jinyi and Ji Xiaofu on their cultivation, and asked him with a dark face.

"We've arrived so quickly..." Ishihara Sho was surprised. He stood up and, along with two others who had mastered some techniques of manipulating objects and could barely fly on swords, arrived at an open space outside. With a flick of his wrist, a small flower boat that looked like a model appeared in his palm. As Ishihara Sho tossed his arm, the small flower boat rapidly expanded and grew larger in the slightly stunned gazes of Miejue, Ji Xiaofu, and Bei Jinyi. In the blink of an eye, it had become a large boat similar to a normal flower boat floating on a lake, with its sails fluttering in the wind and floating in mid-air.

"Are you satisfied with this mode of transportation?" Ishihara Sho turned to Miejue, who was speechless, and smiled.

"How do we get up there?" Extinction asked, her eyes gleaming.

“I’ll park it over there in the plaza later. You can now organize your disciples to pack their things, bring their gifts, and prepare to board the ship,” Ishihara Akira replied.

Upon hearing this, Miejue glanced at him but said nothing more. She then instructed Ji Xiaofu and Bei Jinyi, who were standing beside her, "Jinyi, Xiaofu, go and inform Jingxuan to gather the disciples, bring their belongings, and go to the main hall at the front of the mountain to assemble."

"Yes," Bei Jinyi and Ji Xiaofu replied in unison.

Without further ado, the two used their lightness skills to rush towards the direction where Senior Sister Jingxuan was.

Seeing this, Shi Yuanzhang put his arm around Miejue's waist, then lightly touched the ground, as if stepping on empty air, and directly carried Miejue onto the deck of the flower boat that was still floating in mid-air. Then, he controlled the magical flying boat, which was made by combining the spirit particle shaping technology of the Bleach world, the sealing technique of the Naruto world, and the Divine Machine Hundred Refinement technology of Under One Person, and moved towards the open space in front of the Emei Sect.

As you can imagine, all the disciples, regardless of gender, who saw the flying flower boat were stunned on the spot, staring blankly as they followed the boat's movement, completely forgetting what they were supposed to be doing.

They only snapped out of their daze when the flower boat was about to disappear from their sight. Some chased after the flower boat to see what it was and what it might have fallen into their hands, while others remembered the work at hand and hurriedly finished it so they could join in the excitement of what they didn't know was the 'fairy tale' of legends.

In short, the Emei Sect was in chaos for a while before returning to normal under the reprimands of Bei Jinyi, Ji Xiaofu, and the eldest disciple Jingxuan, who had already been informed of the truth. They went to the open space in front of the Emei Sect with the congratulatory gifts prepared for Master Zhang and saw the flying flower boat that had been stopped there and had its climbing deck lowered.

"Jingxuan, lead the relevant disciples onto the ship." Miejue walked to the deck of the flying flower ship and ordered the disciples who had gathered around.

“Yes,” Jingxuan, dressed as a nun, replied.

Then he turned to the people behind him and called out, "Get on the boat."

Then, the male and female disciples who were selected to accompany Wudang on this birthday celebration trip, filled with excitement, stepped onto the flying flower boat using the springboards. Then, amidst the envious gazes of the remaining disciples, they flew into the sky with the flower boat, which had its springboards stowed, and sped eastward toward Wudang Mountain...

"Since Junior Uncle returned, Emei has changed more and more."

"Yes, even if one day the sect leader or junior uncle suddenly announces that our Emei Sect is a celestial sect, I wouldn't be surprised."

"A celestial sect..."

"Fortunately, we are already disciples of Emei. Otherwise, if Emei were to become a celestial sect one day, it wouldn't be as easy as before to join the sect."

"yes……"

Then, the disciples who had been speaking suddenly looked at each other, then looked away, turned around, and hurried back to their dormitories.

Since it's a predestined connection with the immortals, we naturally can't forget those brothers and sisters who are still there...

……

Although it cannot compare to the speed of later high-speed rail, airplanes, cars, and trains, the flying flower boat has unparalleled advantages over horses of this era in terms of both comfort and speed.

Moreover, the characteristic of the flying flower boat is that it flies, which means that it is not affected by terrain and environmental factors. At most, it will only be hindered by the weather. Therefore, it does not need to cross mountains and valleys and be exposed to wind and sun like riding a horse. This is why Shi Yuanzhang stopped Miejue from going to Wudang Mountain when she first proposed to go there, saying that he had a way.

So, about a day later, the flying flower boat arrived at the foot of Wudang Mountain as expected.

Moreover, to avoid causing panic among unrelated people, they didn't even enter the towns at the foot of the mountain, but stopped directly at the foot of Wudang Mountain.

Then, the disciples of Emei descended from the flying flower boat with their gifts. Only then did Shi Yuanzhang control the key to shrink the flying flower boat back to its original model size and throw it into his personal space.

“Let’s go, let’s go up the mountain,” Ishihara Akira said as he returned to the group.

Miejue did not refute, but called her disciples and ascended Wudang Mountain.

"Master Miejue, you've arrived!" Yin Liting, who was in charge of welcoming the people from various sects who came to offer their birthday wishes, greeted her with a look of surprise and delight as she stood in front of the sword-untying stone halfway up her waist.

She said she was welcoming extinction, but her eyes kept involuntarily glancing at Ji Xiaofu behind her.

Even though he had already received the letter of annulment from Emei in Ji Xiaofu's name by this time, their relationship was no longer that of an engaged couple, but rather that of ordinary friends from the same sect.

But after all, it's been a relationship of more than ten years, and it's not something that Yin Liting can just let go of.

Besides, he had no intention of giving up his engagement with Ji Xiaofu, so he had long planned to go to Emei to ask Ji Xiaofu for the reason after his master's birthday celebration. Now that he was in Wudang, it was convenient for him to ask her nearby.

Yes, Ji Xiaofu broke off the engagement. Under Ishihara Sho's arrangement, Ji Xiaofu, who was originally wavering between breaking off the engagement and keeping it a secret, finally chose to make a clean break instead of hiding it until her death like in the original novel, leaving Yin Liting to be the unfortunate victim.

Naturally, Ishihara Chang and Ji Xiaofu also noticed Yin Liting's gaze. Ishihara Chang smiled slightly and put his arm around Ji Xiaofu's waist.

Ji Xiaofu's face froze instantly, and Yin Liting's smile also stopped.

Miejue glanced behind her as if sensing something, glared at Ishihara, and then turned to Yin Liting, whose face was gloomy, and asked, "How is Master Zhang's health?"

"My master is in good health and can eat three large bowls of rice every day. His muscles, bones, and legs are extremely agile. Even we disciples can hardly get close to him. Recently, he seems to have gained some enlightenment and is currently in seclusion. I wonder if he will be able to come out and meet everyone on his birthday." Yin Liting forced himself to adjust his mood and said with a forced smile to Miejue, who was handing over the weapon in his hand to the disciple who was specially there to keep the weapons of various sects.

"It is a blessing for the martial arts world of the Central Plains if Master Zhang is in good health," Miejue said with a smile.

Chapter 346 Five Heroes and Six Heroes

Suppressing his inner thoughts and sorrow, Yin Liting led the Miejue Sect and the Emei Sect disciples up Wudang Mountain and settled them in the appropriate guest halls. Only then did he find his senior brother, Song Yuanqiao, and ask him to arrange for other disciples to guard the area at the foot of the mountain, as he had other matters to attend to.

"Are you going to find Xiaofu? Go ahead, you two should have a serious talk. Maybe you can salvage your relationship." Song Yuanqiao, who happened to know who Yin Liting had just picked up, patted his sixth brother on the shoulder with an expression that said, "I know what's going on."

"Senior brother," Yin Liting called out.

"Alright, go ahead," Song Yuanqiao said with a smile, urging him on.

Seeing this, Yin Liting didn't say anything more. He clasped his hands in a fist salute and walked back towards the location of the Emei Sect.

……

"Ta-da!"

"Crench."

Ji Xiaofu opened the door, her expression froze, and she stood silently at the doorway.

"Xiaofu," Yin Liting called out, his voice slightly trembling with excitement.

"Sixth Brother, is there something you need?" Ji Xiaofu asked in a somewhat formulaic manner.

"Xiaofu, I want to know why. Why did you write to me to say you wanted to break off the engagement? Is it because of that guy in the team before? Who is he?!" Yin Liting asked in a deep voice, barely able to suppress his anger and sorrow.

"Since you've already seen it, why ask?" Ji Xiaofu said, unable to hide her sadness.

"Then tell me, who is he? And what do I lack compared to him that makes you willing to bear the stigma of infidelity to break off the engagement?" Yin Liting pressed.

"Sixth Brother, can you please stop asking?" Ji Xiaofu pleaded.

“I will not give up until you tell me the answer. Even if you leave Wudang, I will follow you to Emei and stay with you until you tell me the real answer,” Yin Liting insisted.

"Why do we have to tear off all pretenses?" Just as Ji Xiaofu didn't know what to do, Ishihara Akira's voice suddenly came from the house behind her. Then, Ishihara Akira walked behind Ji Xiaofu, hugged her waist from behind, rested his chin on Ji Xiaofu's shoulder, and looked at Yin Liting, whose expression changed again as he appeared at the door, with a smile and said softly.

"Since you insist on knowing why, I'll just tell you directly. It's because Xiaofu has already given birth to my child. Now can you give up?" Ishihara Sho said calmly to Yin Liting, ignoring Ji Xiaofu's stiff and pale face.

"What did you say?" Yin Liting looked at Ji Xiaofu with disbelief.

"Fu-mei?"

"Sixth Brother, he's right. I have indeed had a child. So, you should just forget about me." Ji Xiaofu turned her head to the side, unable to bear looking at Yin Liting's expression, and responded with the most honest words.

Yes, for the person, not for Ishihara Sho.

After all, Yang Buhui's father isn't dead yet...