Becoming a god in a low-key way in the supernatural world

Kotegawa turned over, changing from lying down to sprawling, and said softly, "Actually, it's alright. Time is the most precious thing."

"Hmph, don't, don't speak..."

Nothing more was said that day...

The next morning, Kotegawa woke up Kurumi, who was sleeping in late. An hour later, the two finished washing up and went out together.

In the hotel restaurant, the young priest had already started eating his third bowl of rice. He glanced at the two yawning people and said slowly, "If you're not in a hurry, let's rest for another day."

"Don't worry, even if I don't sleep for ten days, it won't cause any problems," Kotegawa said casually, taking the breakfast brought to him by the waiter.

Hu Tao covered her mouth and yawned again, saying perfunctorily, "Well, the pillows in this store are a bit hard, not very comfortable to sleep on, bad review."

After breakfast, they packed their belongings, paid the bill at the counter, and left the hotel, strolling towards Xijing District.

There are many pedestrians on the road in the morning, and they greet each other with polite and respectful tones.

The young priest shifted his gaze to a certain direction and said, "There's a mannequin shop over there; it's very exquisite."

"A humanoid figure?" Kotegawa gestured with his hands. "Is it one of those little underworld dolls that are kept at home during Girls' Day?"

The little priest retorted, "They are dolls, that's true, but where's the underworld? They're all so beautiful!"

"I just feel that those dolls are a bit like spirits." Kotekawa shook his head. Every year on Girls' Day, Chihaya would drag him to her house to see those dolls, but every time he saw them, he always felt that those dolls were looking at him.

"I've heard there's a special kind of humanoid material that can actually allow ghosts to possess it," Hu Tao suddenly said.

Kotegawa paused, then suddenly seemed to be deep in thought.

The junior priest remained silent.

The atmosphere among the three of them became inexplicably quieter.

They walked for a long time and unknowingly arrived at a quiet residential area.

"We're almost there," the junior priest suddenly said.

Kotegawa and Kurumi looked ahead and saw a rather large house in the distance. A wooden plaque with the name "Yagyu" hung on the outer wall, along with the magatama symbol of an Onmyoji.

"Tsk, a family of Onmyoji, huh?" Kote Kawakami sized him up, then casually asked, "Who is the strongest Onmyoji right now?"

Without hesitation, Hu Tao said, "The most widely recognized genius teacher at the Yin-Yang Master School is a 25-year-old Grand Yin-Yang Master who is already a fifth-rank master, on the same level as a direct-rank god. It is said that he has the potential to surpass the fifth rank and become a god among mortals."

"Oh?" Kotegawa perked up immediately at the mention of becoming a god: "How strong are direct-rank priests? Can they kill demon kings?"

Hu Tao smiled and asked, "Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

"Is that even a question? Even a dog wouldn't believe a lie!"

"The truth is, none of us have ever seen how strong a high-ranking priest is," Hu Tao said obediently. "In the entire Tokyo, only a few major shrines have high-ranking priests in charge, but they usually live in seclusion and rarely show their faces."

The junior priest beside him hummed in agreement: "Our father is only a regular priest, a third-rank Onmyoji."

"Is that so?" Kotegawa nodded, not wanting to press Shirakawa about how strong the Shirakawa family's lord was... after all, a third-tier lord didn't seem very formidable.

"Let's go, let's take care of business first."

The three continued forward until they reached the door of the Yagyu family's house.

Kotegawa glanced at the two komainu statues on either side of the door, then raised his hand and knocked on the door.

An impatient shout came from the courtyard: "Who's there?"

"Open the door!" Kotegawa said sternly. "We're here to check the water meter!"

Chapter Sixty-Eight: My Short Temper

When Kotegawa finished speaking, not only were the people in the courtyard stunned, but even Kurumi and the little priest couldn't help but turn their heads.

Hu Tao lightly punched him before smiling and saying, "Well, we're here for the 80 million bounty."

After so many days without any bounty hunters succeeding, the bounty of 50 million has been raised to 80 million.

The footsteps that had been echoing in the courtyard suddenly stopped, and the person inside spoke in a cold tone: "What 80 million bounty? You've come to the wrong place!"

Kotegawa stroked his chin, a dark glint spreading in his eyes, and he shouted, "Open the door!"

The young priest took a step forward, stood next to Kotegawa, and said coldly, "Tell Yagyu Junichiro that I, Shirakawa Nozomi, have come myself!"

The footsteps inside started again, getting faster and faster.

The young priest raised an eyebrow.

The next second, the door opened from the inside, and a plump middle-aged man with slightly graying hair, dressed in black Wufu, opened the door.

However, this middle-aged man seemed a bit off; he looked blank and lifeless, with no sparkle in his eyes.

The young priest looked him up and down, a hint of doubt in his eyes. He looked like someone from the Yagyu family, but not quite.

Kotegawa asked, "Who are you?"

The middle-aged man who opened the door said blankly, "Yagyu Hikozo, a member of a neighboring family."

Kotegawa said "Oh," and then asked, "Was it your family that did the 80 million bounty?"

"It was Lord Mist's decision."

Shirakawa Nozomi whispered, "Yagyu Kiri is Junichiro's uncle."

Kotegawa looked at Yagyu Hikozo and continued, "Is Yagyu Junichiro home?"

"Yes, please follow me." Yagyu Hikozo turned around blankly, as if he had lost his soul, and walked forward.

Shirakawa looked surprised and whispered quickly, "Something's not right! Why is he being so cooperative?"

Kotegawa looked deeper into the house: "Although I used a little trick, it seems the other side also had a pretty good chance."

The two siblings turned their heads at the same time, their eyes filled with doubt.

“They’ve prepared a surprise for us…” Kotegawa glanced at a red-glowing camera under the eaves in the distance: “We’ll see it soon.”

Surprise? Hu Tao and Shirakawa Nozomi were immediately taken aback. Hu Tao pressed her hand to her waist and, as if by magic, drew out two long, sharp daggers.

The junior priest on the other side did not draw his sword, but instead held a handful of talismans embroidered with fiery red runes in his hands.

Kotegawa looked back and forth, reassuring Kurumi, "Don't worry, I'm here." Then he turned to the little priest who was planning to blow this place to smithereens and said, "We're here to negotiate. Let's talk first, and if we can't reach an agreement, then we'll decide."

The young priest thought about it and found it made a lot of sense. He flicked his sleeve and hid his hand.

They followed Yagyu Hikozo through the ridiculously large front yard and into the deeper inner courtyard.

Kotegawa glanced around a few times. The front yard was about the size of one and a half basketball courts. A cobblestone path was laid between flower beds and lawns. Several trees of unknown species even had red leaves. The arrangement had a Zen-like feel, and this was just the front yard.

Beyond that was the Yagyu family's residence, and further back, it seemed to be divided into several spaces, including a dedicated training hall and practice grounds, making it a building of the scale of a temple or shrine.

This family is so rich, no wonder they can offer an 80 million yuan bounty on the black market. For them, 80 million yuan is probably just 30,000 to 50,000 yuan in an ordinary person's pocket.

At this moment, Yagyu Hikozo, who was walking in front, stepped through another door, entered the inner courtyard, and walked straight ahead without looking back.

Kotegawa walked ahead, leading Kurumi and Shirakawa Nozomi through the gate. After taking a few more steps, the gate behind them was suddenly slammed shut with a loud "bang".

Walnut and the little priest each looked to their respective sides.

Several figures quickly appeared and surrounded them from all directions; they were all Onmyoji dressed in purple hunting robes!

They each held a talisman in their hands, staring intently at the three people.

In the hands of an Onmyoji, talismans are far more powerful than pistols.

Gu: "Hahahaha!"

A burst of laughter came from the main hall, deeper inside.

The three of them looked ahead and saw a fat middle-aged man wearing a dark hunting robe stride out of the threshold, his fat face jiggling and a cold smile plastered on his face.

The young priest's eyes flickered, and he said, "Yagyu Kiri."

Kotegawa and Kurumi turned their heads and looked back and forth at the situation.

"Is the Yagyu family planning to go to war with the Shirakawa family?" Kurumi asked curiously.

There is a real deity worshipped in her home.

The junior priest next to him flipped his hand again and took out a talisman with dark gold patterns, which was two or three times larger than ordinary talismans.

Kotegawa's eyes widened in surprise.

Wow, there's the aura of a god above it, along with stable power fluctuations.

He really wanted to ask what it was, but the current environment wasn't quite right...

"But then again, with you two so well-prepared, what am I here for?" Kotegawa thought to himself, while observing Yagyu Kiri's reaction.

Yagyu Kiri must be a person with a very bad temper, otherwise he wouldn't have been issuing bounties and setting up a trap.

As expected, Yagyu Kiri, standing behind a group of Onmyoji, lost his appetite for laughter. He stared intently at the talisman in the little priest's hand, and after a while, he suddenly shouted, "Gods don't interfere in human affairs! Kid! What do you take Heian-kyo for!"

Hu Tao and Shirakawa Nozomi exchanged glances, and the older sister smiled faintly: "Let's order."

The golden talisman held between the little priest's fingers instantly emitted golden light, causing a stir among those around him.

"Wait!" Yagyu Kiri shouted again.

All three of them looked at him.

Yagyu Kirito's face turned pale and then red, looking extremely angry. He probably never expected that these kids would be capable of anything. If they really invited the gods, the consequences would be unbearable not only for the Yagyu family, but also for the Shirakawa Shrine.

“Shirakawa kid…” He closed his eyes and took a deep breath: “If you’re really here to cause trouble, then I, Yagyu Kiri, will play along to the end!”

He suddenly turned around, raised his right hand, and shouted, "Invite the ancestral spirits!"

The sky darkened slightly, and an incredibly oppressive atmosphere rose from the depths of the Yagyu family's back courtyard, accompanied by an unsettling feeling that made one's heart pound.

Kotegawa tilted his head slightly, looked at the two siblings whose faces were not good, and snapped his fingers lightly. Golden true energy rose up and enveloped the three of them.

Hu Tao and Shirakawa Nozomi's expressions instantly relaxed, as if they had returned to the air.

Kotekawa was at a loss for words when it came to the two of them immediately throwing out their trump cards. It was truly a case of hot tempers meeting hot tempers, a battle of who could out-explode.

However, now that things have come to this point, he can no longer stand by and watch; otherwise, it would make no difference whether he comes or not.

He asked curiously, "What are ancestral spirits?"

“Our ancestors are truly divine.” Hu Tao pursed her lips. “In their lifetime, they were level five Grand Yin-Yang Masters. Since they couldn’t become gods, they lingered in the human world by being worshipped by their descendants.”