Don't force me to use my right fist.

The most powerful skill of this National Master Pudu is undoubtedly the Life-Taking Sanskrit Chant. Although in the original work, it can be blocked by a strong will or by reciting scriptures, one must still be careful.

After all, Zuoyou couldn't recite the entire Diamond Sutra, and he had absolutely no interest in Buddhism.

"You know all that? Then it seems you know that guy even better than I do now."

Tamamo-no-Mae nodded. Saya was right. The reason why Pudu Cihang could become the national teacher was inseparable from his strange Buddhist teachings.

Ministers and Onmyoji who had confronted him often found themselves repenting on the spot, and in the end, they were so ashamed that they committed suicide on the spot.

Over time, no one dared to confront him directly anymore.

"I wouldn't say I understand him, but if you want to become a god, I think he will definitely interfere. It's just that his goals are absolutely in conflict with yours, and I reckon the two of you won't be able to be on the same side."

Zuoyou waved his hand. He didn't know much about this guy, and he wasn't even sure how strong the other guy was.

But he was absolutely certain of what he said.

Since Pudu Cihang has become the national advisor here, his ultimate goal must still be to steal the national fortune and take the opportunity to transform into a dragon. But if he does this, there is absolutely no way to bypass Tamamo-no-Mae, a deity who has become a god by relying on the faith of the people of the country.

Moreover, if Tamamo-no-Mae succeeds in becoming a god, his conspiracy will definitely be exposed. If it were Saga, he would absolutely not stand by and watch Tamamo-no-Mae succeed.

Sawa now even suspects that this guy might be behind the Saigyou Ayakashi's ability to steal the springtime essence from those plants.

"You mean, I have no grudge against him, yet he's here to stop me from undergoing the ritual of absorbing faith and becoming a god?"

Tamamo-no-Mae hesitated for a moment before confirming with Saya. She had only said that she and this guy were enemies, and it hadn't really come to the point where they had to break off relations.

"Ha, it's hard to say if there's no grudge or enmity between us. Only he knows how much your existence has hindered his affairs. Anyway, if I were him, I would want to eat you alive."

Saya shrugged. Judging from what Tamamo-no-Mae had said before, that guy stopped harming the ministers after she appeared, probably because he was afraid of exposing his identity.

No wonder the look in their eyes was filled with greed just now. Saku was well aware that he was a tempting piece of meat in the eyes of demons. Just as Tamamo-no-Mae said, hindering people from gaining faith is tantamount to killing their parents. Her appearance also prevented them from transforming into dragons, so the level of hatred could only be higher.

"Tsk, if you put it that way, it seems like you'll be the only one under pressure. I can't control these people who are trying to cause trouble; I don't have the time or energy."

Tamamo-no-Mae scratched her head in distress. She knew very well that if the harvest ceremony she and Saya planned succeeded, her ascension to godhood would be almost a certainty.

That's precisely why such a commotion couldn't possibly be kept secret from others.

At that time, she would have to focus entirely on the transformation from a demon to a god, which would be arguably her most vulnerable period. "You only asked me for help? No, to put it another way, you trust me that much?"

Sōyū tilted his head. He hadn't expected that Tamamo-no-Mae, that cunning fox, would actually only ask him for help. Logically, shouldn't she have called on a bunch of her close friends and demons, practically surrounding him completely?

"It's precisely because I don't trust others that I've left you behind. Yes, I don't trust you, but I trust Yong-gi."

Tamamo-no-Mae shrugged. If possible, she certainly wouldn't want Saya, a guy she knew nothing about, to take on this important responsibility of protecting herself. She had previously said that Saya was reserved for Yuugi.

But since Yuugi can't get away right now, instead of going to those so-called friends who all have their own agendas, it would be better to trust Saiyu, the human Yuugi trusts.

At least her intuition told her that Zuoyou had no interest in her divine position whatsoever; rather, he was more curious and eager to hear the answers to his questions after she became a god.

"Then my responsibility is really quite significant. What if I can't handle it all?"

A smile appeared on Zuoyou's lips. The fox's troubled expression was much more interesting than her smugness.

Chapter 455 The First Day Without Sawa

"There's nothing you can't handle; you just need to do what you can."

Tamamo-no-Mae didn't force Saya to risk his life to protect her; she knew Saya couldn't do that anyway.

The carriage quickly returned to Tamamo-no-Mae's residence. After getting off the carriage, Tamamo-no-Mae arranged a guest room for Saya right next to her own room.

The rain-praying ceremony was scheduled for the next day; she knew that delaying it too long could increase the risk of accidents.

So, after telling Saya to get some rest, Tamamo-no-Mae returned to her room to make final preparations. Saya, on the other hand, went to the courtyard in front of his room, pulled out a chair, and sat down, leaning against the tower. There would definitely be some suicidal guys trying to storm the tower.

Thinking it would be a good opportunity to practice with these, Sawa half-closed his eyes and took a nap. After glancing up at the sunset, he suddenly felt sleepy.

"The sunset in ancient times is really beautiful. The unpolluted sky is so pure. It's just a pity that those guys can't see it. Speaking of which, I wonder how they are now."

For some inexplicable reason, Sōyū thought of her female friends—whose relationships were, really? She yawned and then closed her eyes. She didn't know how the others were doing, but all that remained in Ayakawa Tsubasa's heart was a feeling of irritation.

Even though Sawa had only been out of contact for less than half a day, she felt as if she had lost her soul, and she didn't know what to do with the time.

After leaving the classroom, she vaguely found herself in the abandoned classroom where she often came with Saya, and randomly found a spot to sit down and hug her legs.

Curling his body up as much as possible, Amakawa Tsubasa savored the feeling of being abandoned.

The loneliness she once felt sleeping alone in the entryway washed over her again, but this time the impact was far greater than before. Before, she hadn't experienced it, so there was no question of loss. But now she had spent a happy time with Saya, and the impact of returning to that state would be enormous.

In the past, at this time, she should have been going home with Sōyu. Back then, she would only be thinking about what dishes Sōyu would like to cook for him that night, or how to subtly reveal her feelings to him so that he would once again show that slightly embarrassed and shy expression.

Every time Amakawa Tsubasa saw Saya awkwardly dealing with him and changing the subject, he always felt a very warm feeling.

For her, Saya was perhaps more than just someone she liked; love was mixed with a sense of dependence. Whenever she looked at Saya, Amakawa Tsubasa felt that she was no longer alone in this world.

But now, he's gone.

Just as he suddenly appeared in her life and then suddenly took it upon himself to help her escape from her nominal parents.

Sawa just disappeared so suddenly.

But when he will return is still unknown.

With her small, white hand outstretched forward, Yu Chuanyi's eyes became dreamy.

At this moment, she desperately hoped that the black-haired boy would walk in through the door and, just as he had saved her from hell, take her hand once more.

"You look really funny. Did you break up with your boyfriend?"

A female voice, indistinguishable from Amakawa Tsubasa's, rang out from outside the window. Amakawa Tsubasa glanced at it briefly before settling back down on the stool and lost in thought.

A cat-like monster named Kuro Amegawa nimbly jumped in through the window, staring intently at Amegawa Tsubasa with its bright, vertical cat pupils.

"I've never seen you look so lost and distraught. I thought even if that guy really did fall for someone else, you shouldn't be like this. Did something happen?"

Crouching down in front of Amakawa Tsubasa, the stalker licked its pink paws and asked her in confusion.

Logically speaking, given Amakawa Tsubasa's personality, even if Saiyu were to be snatched away, she probably wouldn't give up. After all, the Nekomamushi possesses most of Amakawa Tsubasa's memories; perhaps no one understands her better than her. In this situation, perhaps only if Saiyu directly tells her he dislikes her and asks her to leave his side would she possibly show such an expression?

But the cat remembered the black-haired boy who was usually incredibly clever, but turned into a complete blockhead when it came to matters of the heart, and it felt that this was almost impossible.

Amakawa Tsubasa would never cross Saya's bottom line, and as long as his bottom line isn't touched, this guy's temper is incredibly good. You see, he can tolerate even the most unruly young lady in his family, so to be honest, it would be quite difficult to get him to say something like that.

"I've just become more certain that I can't leave that person's side. Before I knew it, it seems I've already been successfully 'conquered'."

With a smile on his face that seemed to be a mixture of relief and something else, Amakawa Tsubasa slumped onto the table in front of him, his fingers repeatedly writing Saya's name on it.

"Is it really necessary for you to make that face?"

The cat leaped lightly to the table opposite her, its little black tail wagging incessantly.

"Because he's disappeared, and we don't know when he'll be back. In other words, I've truly been abandoned." Amakawa Tsubasa curled up slightly, as if doing so could bring her a sliver of warmth.

"Oh, so that's why you're acting so strange today. So you're lovesick. With that guy's strength, there's no need to worry even if he disappears. He'll be back safely sooner or later. When that happens, I'll definitely tell him about your ridiculous state right now." The cat arched its back and stretched, only to be pinched between the legs by a pair of small hands.

"Then go ahead and tell him. Anyway, I've already decided that once he gets back, I should take our relationship to the next level." whl

Yu Chuanyi, who had somehow stood up, squeezed the cat's face into a ball and said with a determined look in his eyes.

Since I've realized I can't leave him, I can only hold on to him tightly.

Chapter 456 Delivered to Our Doorstep

Half-asleep, Saya yawned, sniffed, and then woke up.

Sawa rubbed his eyes, feeling like he was being watched, only to realize that it was already evening.

"That stinky fox didn't even call me for dinner. Doesn't he know that a normal three meals a day should be regular?"

With the strange feeling gone, Sawa stretched and took a piece of bread from his backpack, stuffing it into his mouth and starting to eat.

Is it really this quiet at night? No monsters have come to visit.

Saya, carrying a piece of bread, walked to the door and peeked outside. He then saw the pale red barrier that almost covered the entire house. Even through the barrier, Saya could see many dark figures hiding in the shadows, waiting for their chance to strike. Seeing this, Saya finally understood why he had been able to rest peacefully for so long.

As expected, the fox couldn't possibly be completely unprepared; he guessed that this guy must have prepared many trump cards.

If he's blocked from entering, then he has no experience to deal with it, right?

As if by fate, or perhaps as if someone had heard Sawa's innermost thoughts, a flash of golden light appeared outside the red barrier covering the house, slamming into its outer edge. The pale red barrier melted like butter placed on an iron pot, leaving a crack, while the golden power seemed to linger at the edge, continuously corroding the opening and preventing it from healing.

Strangely, despite the expected commotion, there wasn't a single explosion or impact sound. It was as if a meticulously planned assassination had occurred silently.

But the shadowy figures lingering outside clearly wouldn't let such a good opportunity slip by. After waiting for a while and confirming that the barrier had indeed been broken, they moved closer to the opening.

In the neighboring courtyard, Tamamo-no-Mae, now dressed in women's clothing, peeked out and winked cutely at Saya, as if the barrier that had been destroyed wasn't hers.

"You shouldn't have any objections if I get to practice on these guys, right?"

Sōyū pointed to the direction of the gap and asked for her opinion.

Judging from her calm demeanor, it was clear that what was happening was within her expectations; it hadn't reached a life-or-death crisis yet. So, if he were to steal some monsters, she probably wouldn't mind too much, right?

"Of course! I'd be thrilled if you could help me clear out the small fry, it's so convenient~" Tamamo-no-Mae, who was clearly not well-rested and had her fox ears tucked in, yawned and waved her little hand with an expression that said, "Whatever makes you happy."

Now that he had obtained the owner's permission, Zuoyou naturally wouldn't stand on ceremony anymore. He flashed to the gap and carried the Louguan Sword on his shoulder with one hand, looking nonchalant.

With a smile like an old man playing with vector manipulation, Saiyu uttered his classic line, then squinted at the restless shadowy figures.

Although I didn't sense any immense demonic power from it, even a mosquito's leg is still meat.

Saya knew that powerful demons wouldn't appear in places like this; generally, the first wave of attackers were just weaklings.

With both hands gripping the hilts of his twin swords, Saya calmly looked at the monsters that were beginning to emerge from the shadows.

Most monsters can't even maintain a basic human form; just looking at their inhuman, terrifying appearance is enough to frighten most children to tears.

But precisely because of this, they have all been collectively referred to as "miscellaneous fish faces".

"Let's all come at once. It's too much of a waste of time to do it one by one. Of course, I don't think you guys can talk about martial ethics either."

Sōyū, who said he would do this without using any other power and only relying on sword skills, stretched his shoulders. A sword light flashed in his hand, and a bloody light shot out from the ground in front of him.

These days, if you want to launch a surprise attack by burrowing underground, shouldn't you at least try to keep a low profile?

His action was like lighting a fuse. Just as he said, the monsters knew that their strength could only be effective in group combat. Before he could speak further, the group of shadowy figures rushed towards him like wasps.

Saya, instead of being surprised, showed a pleased expression as he watched the horde of monsters rushing towards him like a chaotic dance of demons, and slowly squatted down.