I am Jinshan Youxia

Maitreya was trying to suppress his laughter, but he almost burst out laughing.

Even the monk Mengxin looked up to calm his inner laughter.

The rest of the humans weren't too concerned about whether the monster would pick up the rat's excrement; most were more concerned about the city lord who had turned into a cow, but they couldn't move and could only watch helplessly.

It doesn't seem to matter that much whether or not one transforms into a complete monster.

Inuyasha's clear eyes held a hint of Zen as he sheathed the Tessaiga and turned to leave without a word.

What else can we do? Should we just reach out and pick up what someone else pulled out?

It's obvious that what goes into someone's stomach can be made into many identical ones, whether real or fake. Even Kagome can't tell the difference, so what could he possibly tell?

Inuyasha walked faster and faster, until finally he pushed off the ground with one foot, shooting into the sky, and then—

"Thump!" He fell even faster, crashing through the ruined city wall and kicking up a cloud of dust.

The solidification effect of the barrier was removed from him, but the outer barrier still existed.

"..."

Zhang Chengyi was speechless. He habitually grabbed a samurai's clothes to wipe his butt and then said, "Cuizi."

The next second, the barrier sealing off the city was lifted, and everything that had been forcibly frozen finally began to flow again.

"Boom!" The already crumbling section of the city wall collapsed with a deafening roar.

"Whoo~"

Flames rise, air interacts, and the airflow transforms into a warm breeze that flows through the room.

Zhang Chengyi watched Inuyasha quietly crawl out of the ruins, crouching low to avoid being seen, and then quickly run away. He chuckled to himself. Inuyasha always had a strange sense of pride.

"Lord City Lord!"

"Hurry and put out the fire!"

"Someone is still alive."

Without any hatred or verbal victory, the samurai completely ignored the group of monsters and quickly got to work, tending to the cows, putting out the fire, and rescuing people.

Oh, and by the way, someone even ripped off the sleeve of their shirt that they had used to wipe a mouse's butt.

Tenguyama Fushi seemed completely bewildered, standing motionless in place. It had just killed more than a dozen humans, destroyed a wall of a city, and almost forced the cow demon to commit suicide.

Why give a golden rat instead of killing yourself?

"Hey, old monk, let's go."

Zhang Chengyi jumped onto the top of Tiangou Shanfu's head, patted its head with his paw, and said, "Can't figure it out?"

"It's alright, come with me."

"Why should I go with you?" Tiangoushan Fu asked rhetorically, though it was confused, not stupid.

Zhang Chengyi said, "If you really only want to die, why don't you just find a place to burn yourself? Why did you have to come all the way here to find me?"

“As a Yamabushi, I cannot commit suicide,” Tengu Yamabushi retorted. “Besides, dying at the hands of a strong person like you would be a worthwhile death for me.”

Zhang Chengyi chuckled and said, "See? If you want to die by my hand, then you have no choice but to come with me."

Tenguyama Fushi was silent for a moment. He felt something was wrong, but it also seemed right. Fragmented memories couldn't give a newly born demon much intelligence. Without considering strength, he couldn't even outmaneuver Shippo, the weakling next to Inuyasha, in terms of cunning.

After thinking for a while, it took a step forward and said, "Then when are you going to kill me?"

That's too honest of you!

Maitreya thought to himself, then turned and said, "You stinky monk, seeing you're still alive is at least some good news. Well then, next time—"

"Boom!"

The monk Mengxin picked up the wine pot and smashed it on the head of Maitreya, who was about to leave, and said irritably, "Why don't you show me your hand? You've been abusing the Wind Cave again, haven't you?"

If there was nothing wrong, why would his adopted son go looking for him and find out that he had been expelled? There must be something wrong with the Wind Cave again.

"Old monk, it's time to go." Zhang Chengyi's lazy voice came from the front.

Without hesitation, the monk Mengxin grabbed Maitreya and quickly followed, saying, "Even if you really want to seek revenge on Naraku, you have to save your own life first."

"Ma, Ma"

Miroku scratched the back of his head with his other hand, his eyes narrowing as he smiled. He glanced at the two Shikon Jewel shards lying on the ground, ignored by everyone. The moment the barrier was lifted, the spiritual energy that filled the surrounding environment purified the Shikon Jewel shards.

[Was the Shikon Jewel purified, or was it just an illusion...?]

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Evening, in the countryside.

"Crackling~" Sparks flew from the campfire. Tenguyama Fushi's massive body sat cross-legged on the ground, staring intently at the flames, seemingly lost in thought.

"Hiccup~"

Zhang Chengyi patted his bulging belly, lay comfortably on the straw with a fishbone in his mouth, and said, "You're all greasy-haired and powdery, but the fish you grilled actually tasted pretty good."

"Haha~"

Maitreya laughed heartily. The translation function of the modifier, though called translation, was actually a rule that directly forced others to understand.

However, he has always been completely accustomed to such slightly derogatory terms.

"Speaking of which, what is Lord Rat God planning to do next?" he asked, seemingly casually.

“Collect the Shikon Jewel,” Zhang Chengyi replied casually, then added, “And while we’re at it, kill that Naraku guy.”

"Naraku?!" Miroku sat up straight abruptly, his expression becoming much more serious.

Zhang Chengyi gazed at the starry sky and said, "You don't need to worry about the Wind Cave on your hand. I'll take care of that guy soon."

Miroku glanced at the monk Mengxin, who had somehow gotten hold of a pot of wine, finished it, and was now fast asleep beside him. He said solemnly, "Lord Rat God, if it is about defeating Naraku, please allow me to follow you."

With this formidable Rat God before us, killing Naraku wouldn't be particularly difficult.

“I don’t need you.” Zhang Chengyi glanced at Maitreya strangely. “Anyway, I’m going to kill him, so why are you getting involved?”

He decided to kill Naraku. Even Amaterasu couldn't protect that sneaky guy, he said.

"Please." Maitreya bowed deeply in a standard dogeza and said in a deep voice, "That stinky monk isn't very good at socializing, but I'm very good at dealing with people. I also know many wealthy people and nobles. Whether it's delicious food or interesting things, I can help you inquire and find them."

Besides eliminating the Wind Tunnel, he also pursued Naraku out of the hatred of his ancestors. Therefore, he left the temple and the care of Monk Mengxin at a young age and wandered alone between human society and demons. After years of training, he was able to get along well wherever he went.

Zhang Chengyi looked up, yawning, and said, "Then I'll give you a chance. Arrange your itinerary properly for the next few days and let me see what you're capable of."

“Leave it to me,” Maitreya said confidently.

Chapter 178 Cat-and-mouse chase

Dusk in Maple Village.

"Glug glug~"

Grandma Feng's eyes were fixed on the food bubbling in the pot, but her thoughts were elsewhere.

"Boom!"

Inuyasha jumped down from the tree with a dark expression, his tone as sharp as ever, and said, "Hey, old woman, where's Kagome? Did she go back?"

Granny Feng snapped out of her daze, a strange emotion flickering in her eyes, and said, "She's at the Well of Bones, today—"

Before she could finish speaking, Inuyasha had already run off. Watching the half-demon's retreating figure, she sighed softly and quietly put on her shoes.

"That's strange, weren't we supposed to go back for an exam today?"

Inuyasha muttered to himself, not even thinking about why Kagome was still at the Bone Eater's Well when it was almost dark. His mind was more preoccupied with the image of that wretched field mouse pulling out the Shikon Jewel shards.

He quickly ran to the woods near the Bone Eater's Well, but saw no one. He jumped onto a tree and looked around, but still couldn't find Kagome. He shouted, "Kagome! Kagome!"

The sound startled a flock of birds into flight. As the twilight faded, his anxiety grew. Could his sudden disappearance mean that some kind of monster or bandit had broken in?

Inuyasha quickened his pace and reached the edge of the Bone Eater's Well in a few steps. He was about to walk over when his ears twitched and he heard a faint sound coming from inside the well.

"I'm here……"

The voice was filled with fragility and sorrow.

Inuyasha peeked out and saw Kagome indeed in the well, curled up in a corner, hugging her knees and burying her face in her thighs, the soil beneath her thighs slightly damp.

She...cried.

He clenched his fist, a nameless anger rising within him. He vowed not to let him know who had hurt Kagome so much.

Inuyasha suppressed all his emotions, pretended to be nonchalant as he jumped in, squatted down, and didn't talk about the damned rats he should have complained about, didn't mention the disgusting Shikon Jewel shards, and didn't emphasize what he usually said most about: hurry up and collect the Shikon Jewel.

He simply asked, "Why didn't you go home today?"

Before he could finish speaking, Kagome threw herself into his arms.

Inuyasha hesitated for a moment, unsure whether he should hug the other person.

Just a few days ago, he offered to go to hell with Kikyo in front of Kagome, and then during their reconciliation conversation, Kagome fell asleep while he was confiding in her.

After that, their relationship became somewhat strange.

It wasn't until he was fighting the Peach People that he almost died because half-demons lose their demonic powers, and he saw Kagome crying for him, that strange feeling became more and more intense.

today……

"I...I can't go back," Kagome said, choking back tears. "I tried all day, but I can't go back."

"Inuyasha, what if I can never go back? What if I never see my family again? Waaah~"

That cheerful, irritable (scratch that), gentle girl from another world was actually whimpering like a wounded cub.

All of Inuyasha's hesitation vanished instantly, and he gently reached out to hug the girl.

There were no words of comfort, only actions that conveyed the message to the girl:

I am here.

"How long are you going to keep holding her?" Granny Feng's voice came from the well.

The half-demon and the girl separated as if electrocuted.

Inuyasha hid his embarrassment with a puff of breath and said, "Old woman, what are you doing here!"

"Come on up."