How did I, an Onmyoji, become the Lord of Yokai?

“Indeed…” Upon hearing the girl’s words, Shimizu Asahi picked up the envelope in her hand.

Did the teacher send it?

The only person who knew he was here was the teacher. But if it was the teacher, why didn't they just take him to his room?

With a slight sense of doubt, the young student opened the envelope.

He took out the letter and read it carefully with Qingnufang.

After a long pause, the two of them opened their eyes wide...

......

On the other side, at the summit of Mount Oe.

Ibuki-dōji rushed into the main hall in a slightly hurried manner, anxiously calling out, "Izawa, are you alright?"

"Oh, Ibuki, you're back."

Upon hearing his close friend's voice, Cihua Tongzi in the main hall immediately beamed with joy, raised his wine bowl happily, and said, "Perfect timing, we're drinking right now, come and drink with us."

"...Huh?"

Seeing Izuka sitting in a chair drinking with the other yokai, Ibuki paused for a moment, then let out a cute "Eh."

"Wait, your injury..."

The girl shook her head and pointed to her severed wrist, which was wrapped in a white cloth.

"Oh, you mean this? It's nothing, it's just a broken hand, it's no big deal."

As he spoke, Cihua shook his right arm to indicate that he was really alright.

Seeing her best friend's condition, which was almost completely intact except for his arm, Ibuki slowly calmed down.

She let out a soft breath, and then laughed.

"Well, Tsukawa, I heard that you were carried back, so I rushed back. But the situation is a little different from what I heard."

Could you explain that?

"Whoa, Ibuki, your smile is a little scary." Feeling the girl's kind gaze, the blond demon king involuntarily shuddered, then hurriedly explained, "I was forced to do it. When they saw my wrist was broken, they panicked and said they wanted to carry me back."

Upon hearing this, Ibuki was taken aback.

Then, she looked at Cihua intently.

The Ghost Clan possesses an extremely tenacious vitality. Among the many demons in the world, apart from the Asura Ghost Clan, the Ghost Clan is the strongest.

As mentioned earlier, Ibuki-dōji could even regenerate a severed head, so a mere severed arm was nothing to them.

Even if this is the first time the demons of Mount Ooe have seen the Demon King injured, they wouldn't be so anxious as to die.

The only explanation is that Tsukawa was deliberately concealing his injuries.

'So that's how it is, you're afraid I'll feel guilty and sad... Ah, what a fool I am.'

Having seen through Izuwa's ulterior motives, Ibuki withdrew her gaze, and the expression on her face softened.

She walked to the opposite side of the golden-haired ghost king, picked up the wine bowl that had been placed there, and said, "Speaking of which, it has indeed been a few days since I drank with you."

"Although it was only a few days, it felt like a very long time to me."

The blonde ghost king chuckled, touched the girl's hand, and then drank the fine wine in her bowl in one gulp.

"Indeed, the sake tastes best when Ibuki is around."

"By the way, Ibuki, I failed to defeat that Asura Demon King this time, but don't worry, in a couple of days, I'll return to the Demon Realm and take him down next time!"

At this moment, Cihua suddenly brought up the matter of the Asura Demon King.

She showed a resentful expression, and her expression was very agitated.

"In a couple of days..."

You really can't lie, Cihua.

If you weren't injured, you'd be clamoring to fight your way back to the Ghost Realm by now.

I know you better than you know yourself.

The girl chuckled softly, then said 'casually', "Then next time, I'll come along too."

"Eh, Ibuki's going too?" The blond demon king blinked, then advised, "There's no need for that. It was just an accident this time. Once I'm ready, that guy's dead meat!"

"Hehe, I'll ask you why you lost later. The problem now is, you were bullied, so how can we just let it go like this?"

"No matter the reason or who is responsible, anyone who bullies me must pay the price."

With a light laugh, a calm yet heavy aura emanated from her. The girl slightly turned her head, her amethyst-like eyes looking behind her.

Deep within the main hall, two more people appeared silently.

"You agree, right?"

"Ibaraki, Shuten." Chapter 78: The Declaration of Making a Meal

Well... by now, I'm sure you readers know what's going on. After all, people need to make a living.

As for the book's performance, well, I think it should get around 500 first subscriptions.

The number of favorites is indeed high, at 18,000, but the author doesn't know how much of that is inflated, so it would be good if it could reach 500 subscriptions.

Of course, even though it's officially released, as you can see, the author writes and updates it on the same day, without any backlog. In addition, the author is writing two books at the same time, so even though it's officially released, the speed will remain the same.

Thinking about it carefully, the author is quite pitiful. Even after the book is published, there's no way to update frequently.

Well, that's all for now. I hope you readers will support the author. Chapter 78, Section 79: Come on, Demon King of Mount Ooe! (Seeking first subscription)

There is a legend circulating in this land.

Legend has it that the world was divided in two by Mount Ōe, just like the Jing and Wei rivers, with the turbid and the clear separated. Humans and monsters lived in the clear world, free from miasma and bloodshed, while demons and asuras lived in the turbid world, filled with miasma and bloodshed.

The two worlds are one, yet they will never meet. Their only point of intersection is Mount Oe, which divides the worlds.

To distinguish this world from the other, people called the turbid world inhabited by evil spirits and asuras...the Ghost Realm!

......

Deep within the Ghost Realm, in an incomparably luxurious blood palace, a handsome demon with red hair and blue eyes sits atop the throne.

It played with its crimson palm, its blue eyes gazing into the distance.

Outside the palace, mindless demons are fighting each other.

They stretched out their sharp claws, tore through skin, and scattered blood, flesh, and bones across the earth.

They were excited and frenzied, ruthless and merciless, and the pain and wails of the dead mingled with the roars and excitement of the demons, echoing through the sky.

"Ah, that's it, that's how it should be... Keep pleasing me, my people!"

On the throne, the Asura Demon King laughed loudly.

This is the real ghost realm, this is the ghost realm that fascinates it!

Deceit, endless warfare, slaughter and madness, the strong and the powerful—this is a world where only the victors have the right to live!

Suddenly, Shura stopped laughing. It raised its eyes slightly, its gaze shifting upwards, and the distant crimson clouds... were inexplicably disturbed.

"Oh?"

A hint of surprise flashed across his face as the king who ruled the Ghost Realm slowly rose to his feet.

From that distant place, a demonic aura wafted over.

A demonic aura filled with domineering and tyrannical, rampant and arrogant.

"Hahaha... They're here! They've finally arrived!"

Sensing the unparalleled demonic aura, the Asura Demon King laughed once again.

"The Demon King of Mount Ōe!"

......

At this moment, Oeyama Tanba Village.

Two days have passed since Cihua Tongzi's defeat and return. During these two days, Shimizu Asahi has been diligently recuperating and recovering. With Qing Nufang's meticulous care and the healing spells, he finally made a full recovery after two days.

"Phew...that's all right now..."

The young student moved his body, which showed no abnormalities, let out a soft sigh, and then clenched his fist.

He turned to look at the blue-haired girl and said gratefully, "Thank you for these past few days, Qingnvfang."

"Don't worry about it. You changed my dressing before, so this is my way of thanking you."

The girl gently shook her head, her face calm.

"More importantly, are you really sure you want to go to the Ghost Realm?"

"Yes, I have to go there."

The young student nodded affirmatively. He had been focusing on recovering from his injuries these past two days in order to increase his chances of survival in the Ghost Realm.

The boy's firm answer made the girl frown.

"The origin of that letter is unknown, and you don't need to believe what it says... This is beyond your capabilities."

"Just leave this to Ooeyama; they're capable of handling it."

"If what the letter says is true, then I have no choice but to go." The student gently shook his head and said, "Whether it's for Heian-kyo or for him!"

After receiving that letter two days ago, Shimizu Asahi decided to venture into the Ghost Realm.

He knew the Ghost Realm was dangerous. For a novice Onmyoji like himself to go there would be tantamount to suicide.

However, he had reasons why he had to go.

To save Heian-kyo, and to save his friends!

......

"Oh my, the Asura Demon King is really enthusiastic."