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

The whole class argued for an entire class about what performances should be made for the school's spring festival next month, but couldn't reach a conclusion. Fujiwara-sensei was experienced with this kind of thing and simply told everyone to choose a result before the class meeting next week.

After school in the afternoon, Kotegawa and his friends went home first. After changing their clothes, they took the big white cat to a coffee shop and spent a few leisurely hours there. After dark, they yawned and went home.

Yujia muttered, "This can't go on, can it? We probably won't be able to pay everyone's salaries."

Kotegawa scratched his head: "Opening a shop is really not an easy thing."

"Right? The store manager is actually quite capable."

The big white cat, held in the kitten's arms, pouted slightly, clearly pleased with the comment.

Kotegawa pondered for a moment.

If this trend continues, the coffee shop could really go bankrupt in two months. Even if he bails it out, he'll probably still lose a lot of money.

This won't do...

However, he has a lot to do lately, so it's unrealistic to put all his energy into the business.

Maybe we should try to find a way to help the big white cat recover sooner?

He scratched his head: "It's okay, let's open for a few more days and see how it goes. Maybe Manager Amamiya will suddenly come back."

"That would be for the best..."

After returning home, Kotegawa took the kitten and the big white cat to the quiet room on the second floor.

He poured himself a cup of tea and casually asked, "Does your hometown's secret medicine have an antidote?"

The big white cat meowed a few times.

After listening for a while, the kitten stammered as it translated, "I don't know either. Maybe I'll have to go back to my hometown. But I can't bring outsiders back to my hometown, so I'm really sorry."

Kotegawa looked at it.

The big white cat lay on the ground with its ears pressed against its head and its head slightly lowered, looking quite docile.

"Alright then... I'll think of another way." Kotegawa fell into deep thought again.

After dinner, he changed into his outdoor clothes, said goodbye to Qingkong, went straight out, summoned the vortex leading to Huanwu Mountain in a secluded place, and stepped inside.

Things have priorities, and you have to take things one step at a time. Compared to the current situation, how to run a coffee shop is not so important.

He stepped onto the ground of the Ghost Claw Forest and flew straight out of the forest without stopping. On the way, he encountered two giant toad monsters, who, unsurprisingly, became his food.

The flesh of this toad monster is firm and chewy. He had eaten one before, and it tasted quite good. One was enough to fill you up.

After leaving Huanwu Mountain, he boarded the fire-wheeled carriage. While gazing at the eternally unchanging chaotic sky of the Ghost Kingdom, he asked, "Boss, what's new lately?"

"Hmm, no..." The engine of the steamship made a buzzing sound, the voice sounding very tired: "But the Yellow Springs have started blocking the road again, I don't know what they're up to."

Kotegawa hummed in agreement.

It seems that the return of the Viper God's true spirit is not as significant as the event during the time of the Demon King.

He then asked, "Boss, where is the Dark Place?"

"The Dark Land?" The voice from the engine of the fire-wheeled chariot abruptly stopped, and even the chariot itself froze, as if suspended in mid-air. Its voice became sinister and terrifying: "The Dark Land is at the very bottom of the Ghost Kingdom, where the most terrifying evil gods of the Ghost Kingdom gather. It is a filthy and bloody place, a place even the gods despise. Guest, you..."

Kotegawa asked leisurely, "So how do we get there?"

The steam chariot choked for a moment, then resumed its buzzing sound: "Even a true king would be swallowed by darkness in that place, becoming an inescapable soul."

Kotegawa took out a whole bottle of Yin Qi Pills and casually tossed it into a terrifyingly large mouth that opened and closed on the roof of the car: "Tell me in detail."

The crunching sound of chewing filled the air as the fire-wheeled chariot let out a satisfied sigh. It hummed, "At the end of the Yellow Springs lies the Dark Land, an extremely harsh environment inhabited by corrupt great evil gods. Even the gods themselves would not give it a second glance."

Are there any living creatures there?

"Living creatures? Haha! Even ghosts wouldn't want to go to a place like that!"

More than an hour later, he got off the steamer and looked at the wide, boundless, muddy river in front of him, which turned into clouds and mist as it flowed along the direction of the water.

This is the Yellow Springs, a place piled high with corpses and mountains of rotting souls. Legend has it that humans who commit the most heinous sins will not be able to reach the other side and will fall into the Yellow Springs.

He didn't bother to investigate whether the rumor was true or false, but he absolutely didn't want to touch the Yellow Springs water.

The wide River of the Underworld flows ceaselessly, with the cries of ghosts drifting by from time to time. Occasionally, one or two small rafts drift by, carrying kneeling souls dressed in black and purple kimonos, their spirits lifeless. As they pass by the Furude River, they all silently raise their heads and stare intently.

Kotegawa also glanced at it.

They are all messengers from the ghost kingdom, specifically tasked with guiding the souls of the living and the dead.

The envoys from the Ghost Kingdom lowered their heads again.

The two sides had little interaction.

Kotegawa continued to speed up, but the Yellow Springs seemed to have no end. He ran for ten hours without seeing the so-called "dark and lightless place".

It should be getting light in the sky by now.

He looked around at the vast, dim sky, then at the Yellow Springs River beside him, frowned slightly, and continued to surge forward as he transformed into clouds and mist without stopping.

Having come this far, it would be impossible to give up halfway.

It's better to find the place all at once, have a better understanding of the situation, and then go back to regroup.

He hardened his heart and directly used the true form of the Evil King. The clouds he transformed into were edged with gold, and his speed increased dramatically in an instant.

Gradually, the chaotic sky in the distance grew thicker and deeper, becoming an indelible black. Countless streaks of dark purple lightning silently roamed, and a great, panicked wail rose up, merging with the sound of the Yellow Springs flowing, creating a chilling sound.

Golden clouds quietly dispersed.

Kotegawa stepped onto the ground, exhaled softly, and the patterns on his face disappeared.

He gazed into the darkness ahead, a chill creeping over him.

He rarely feels this way.

"The Dark Lands... are indeed extremely dangerous."

Kotekawa squinted at what lay ahead, not daring to rush in. Instead, he stood on the dividing line between chaos and darkness, sat cross-legged to meditate for a moment, took out food from his backpack, ate and drank his fill, then took out his sword, fastened his protective mask, and stepped into the darkness.

In an instant, it felt as if I had been squeezed into thick air, and a strange sense of confinement enveloped me, making me feel uncomfortable all over.

Night Vision King's ability still worked, but the darkness was as thick as fog, and he couldn't see very far.

At that moment, he suddenly looked up and saw a pair of giant eyes casting a cold gaze down at the far end of the sky.

He was instantly struck dumb, unable to move.

A burst of divine light emanated from his chest, and the statue of Bei Yujianzun slowly emerged, gazing into the giant eye in the sky.

The enormous eyes slowly closed.

Kotegawa instantly regained control of his body, his forehead covered in cold sweat.

"This godforsaken place..."

Chapter Ninety-Nine: Swallowing the Spirit Fruit

Kotegawa stood there for a long time, his whole body still tense.

Just the gaze alone was enough to make him lose control of his body and be completely unable to resist... Just how strong was he?

The surrounding darkness rippled silently like the tides.

The golden true energy responded and circulated on its own, isolating the inexplicable corrosive force from the outside.

“This place is not rejected by the gods, but there are even stronger gods here…” He raised his hand, but then paused, turned around and left. He stood behind the boundary between chaos and darkness, and raised his hand to summon the dark purple vortex leading to Illusionary Mountain.

"Is it impossible to summon the Illusionary Mountain from the Dark Land? Is there such a limitation, or is my strength insufficient?"

He turned around and looked at the dark, lightless area just a step away, a jumble of thoughts welling up from the bottom of his heart.

"The Kojiki records that the mother goddess Izanami eventually became the defiled spirit of the underworld, the darkest place of the underworld... Was that gaze just now Hers? One of the sources of the gods in the Kojiki..."

He looked down at himself and didn't find anything wrong, but he was still scared.

If it weren't for Bei Yujianzun's divine power reacting in response, if he had been stared at for a little longer, something he would have regretted would probably have happened.

For example, distortion, or contamination...

"The darkness here is also strange; it's not pure black, but has a bizarre and corrosive power. If we can't summon the Illusionary Mountain anytime, anywhere, we can't just wander around, or we'll definitely get trapped..."

He silently gazed at the dark place, then turned and stepped into the swirling purple vortex, leaving this place far behind.

Two hours later, he exited Nishiino Station.

The sun had already set, leaving only a fiery afterglow; it was already five o'clock in the evening of the second day.

"Even traveling at full speed, it would take more than thirty hours to get from the Ghost Kingdom to the Dark Land... That's really far!"

He silently gazed at the sky for a while, then transformed into clouds and mist, reappearing in a secluded spot near his home, and began his journey home.

In the small courtyard, Youjia, who was holding the big white cat and spinning it around, saw him and asked in surprise, "Where have you been? I haven't seen you all day!"

"Yes, I accidentally went on a long trip." He said casually, stepping into the entryway.

Yujia waved the big white cat's front paw and muttered, "Went on a long trip? Where did it take so long to get there? Did you go abroad?"

The large white cat, nestled in my arms, stared at the sky with utter despair.

Who said being a pet owner is an easy job?

Inside the house, Qingkong, who was chopping vegetables in the kitchen, heard the commotion. She put down her knife and came over, looking him up and down, and asked, "Not going well?"

Kotegawa, who was changing his shoes, said cheerfully, "I did encounter a little difficulty, but it's okay."

"I stewed pork ribs and beef. Shall I go take a shower first?"

"I can already smell the aroma!" Kotekawa took a deep breath of the stewed pork ribs, took off his coat, picked up the equally fragrant Haruka and rubbed his head against her, his bad mood being thrown to the winds.

After his injuries were treated, he took a bath in the bathroom to wash away the sweat and fatigue.

It was already dark outside.

The pork ribs are stewed and ready; Youjia is setting the table with bowls and chopsticks.

He changed into comfortable pajamas, wrapped himself up tightly, and walked over, naturally joining them, and brought the steamed rice to the table.