Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

Cui Zi clenched her teeth, her fingers tightened unconsciously, and the letter paper crumpled into a ball in her palm.

She almost raised her hand to throw it out of the window, but in the end, she stopped.

——After all, this was Douya’s first letter to her.

She took a deep breath, slowly loosened her fingers, and gently smoothed the wrinkles of the paper with her fingertips.

The movements were so gentle that she didn't even notice it.

But the next moment, her brows furrowed again.

"Wait...why did Yunmu end up in Yamaguchi Castle? I clearly gave her to Zouzi..."

Cui Zi seemed to have figured something out, the tips of her ears suddenly turned red, and then she hummed in anger.

"Really? Are you so worried about me and that stinky dog?"

She put the letter in her arms, turned around and continued packing her bags, her movements a little more forceful than before.

"We'll leave for Kyushu tomorrow morning. As a shrine maiden, I don't want to attend a monster's wedding."

But the hands that were folding the clothes gradually slowed down.

"But...if it's on our way..." she muttered softly, "it wouldn't hurt to take a look from a distance..."

"Hey, what kind of mess is going on in my head?"

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she shook her head in annoyance.

"If I had killed that stinky dog's clone with one sword, there wouldn't be so many troubles now."

"You've done so much harm to others, and sooner or later you'll be struck by lightning. But then again, good people don't live long in this world, and evil deeds last for thousands of years."

She grumbled softly, but for some reason she felt relieved, "Douya should be able to live for a long time, right?"

Cui Zi had packed her luggage without realizing it. Looking at the things that were almost all left for her by Dou Ya, she sighed softly.

Yakumo Yukari leaned lazily by the hot spring pool, the misty water vapor swirled around her, making her face, which always had a mysterious smile, look even more hazy.

Her slender fingers gently touched the water's surface, creating ripples that shattered and reassembled the stars in the night sky.

"Ah……"

A low laugh escaped from her lips, and an incomprehensible light flickered in her amethyst-like eyes.

With a light stroke of his fingertips in the air, the eye that was peeking into the distance slowly closed as if being stroked by silk, leaving only a wisp of light purple demonic power.

"It seems Inu Taisho just needs to avoid getting himself killed."

She rested her chin on her folded arms, her wet blonde hair sticking to her snow-white shoulders, and water droplets slid down her delicate collarbone and fell into the depths of the hot spring.

"It's almost certain that we'll capture this awkward witch."

The night wind carried scattered cherry petals across the courtyard, and a few crimson petals were stained on the peaks that emerged from the water, swaying gently with the waves.

The moonlight shone down, making her skin look as radiant and smooth as the finest mutton-fat jade, and even the night seemed to be softened a little.

Zi's ​​eyes looked into the distance, as if gazing at some distant future.

"Everything in the world..."

Her whisper was as soft as a sigh, and her slender fingers fiddled with the boundary between yin and yang.

Amidst the ripples, a Yin-Yang fish Tai Chi diagram slowly emerged from the water, interweaving black and white, flowing endlessly in the mist.

"Where there is life, there is death; where there is yin, there is yang; movement and stillness are constant."

The Tai Chi diagram floated in her palm, the boundary between black and white like ink smudge, blurred yet clear.

Zi's ​​eyes were deep, reflecting the ever-changing balance within them.

"When righteousness is at its peak..."

She tapped her fingertips lightly, and the Tai Chi diagram trembled slightly. The light of the white fish suddenly became blazing, like the sun at its zenith. However—

"Evil will naturally surge."

Before he finished speaking, the black fish representing the mysterious side suddenly expanded, like ink in water, silently eroding the white fish's territory.

Under her gaze, the boundary between reality and mystery is being rewritten bit by bit.

The Tai Chi diagram slowly rotated, the ratio of black and white kept changing, and finally - the black fish gained the upper hand, squeezing the white fish to the edge, leaving only a glimmer of light still struggling.

The corners of Zi's lips curled up in a meaningful arc.

"vice versa."

Before he finished speaking, the Tai Chi diagram suddenly collapsed and turned into a clear spring that fell into the water.

As the water splashed, countless tiny lights and shadows flowed in her dark eyes.

The hot spring water gradually calmed down, reflecting the corners of her lips that seemed to be smiling.

That arc seemed to show the calmness of someone who sees through everything, and it also seemed to conceal a deep meaning that even the gods could not fathom.

The night wind blew by, and the last ripple disappeared without a trace.

Only Yakumo Yukari's whisper still lingered in the steaming mist.

"The so-called balance is the eternal and unchanging truth between heaven and earth."

Zi leaned lazily on the warm stone, her enchanting and plump curves looming in the mist, like a phantom walking out of an ink painting.

She raised her head slightly, her eyes reflecting the starry sky. Every star was flowing in her eyes, as if containing countless secrets.

The jade plate hanging eternally in the sky remains as cold and lonely as it was thousands of years ago.

"But now."

She opened her red lips slightly, and casually curled a strand of wet golden hair with her fingertips, letting it entangle between her slender fingers.

"Let us... just wait for this good show."

"after all……"

The soft sound of wooden clogs stepping on the garden stones drowned out the unfinished words of the youkai sage.

The mist dissipated slightly, and a graceful figure came slowly -

Nine fluffy fox tails swayed leisurely behind her, and every step she took was filled with natural elegance.

The soft hat with ruffled edges perfectly covers the pair of fox ears, and the wide cuffs of the Taoist robe hold the pair of bare hands, but cannot hide the voluptuous curves that are about to emerge from under the lapels.

"Master Zi~"

Her voice was as warm as a hot spring, with a hint of lazy nasal tone.

"We've already gathered intelligence on Kanto."

The nine-tailed fox paused gracefully by the pond, playfully curling up a wisp of mist with the tip of its tail, then gently releasing it, letting it drift between the two of them.

Chapter 129 Wedding Day

When the first ray of morning light pierced through the clouds, the Mountain Tooth City woke up surrounded by peaks.

This sleeping giant shook off the veil of night, and the towering city walls revealed a suffocating majesty in the morning light, with every blue brick engraved with the traces of time.

The eaves wrapped in gold foil refracted the morning sun into thousands of golden arrows, penetrating the morning mist lingering around the city.

The inner city gate, which was a hundred feet high, slowly opened with the sound of the morning bell, making a heavy roar and startling the birds perched on the city wall.

The shrine road, paved with pearl powder and broken glass, sparkles in the morning light, like a galaxy of flowing stars.

This is not an ordinary wedding road, but a corridor of glory forged by the dog tribe with iron and blood.

On both sides of the shrine are displayed the spoils of the dog tribe's conquests.

The surface of the frozen bone staff was condensed with frost that never dissipated, and dark red blood beads still seeped out from the gaps in the scales. The blood light wrapped around the demon sword fluttered in the morning breeze like a living thing.

When the wedding music sounded, these sealed demon weapons began to resonate and vibrate.

The sealed souls whimpered unwillingly, but they heard the sound of the bronze bells shaken by the dog shaman.

The violent resentment was tamed in an instant, turning into long-lasting joy, which blended into the carnival of the wedding as the red silks on both sides of the shrine fluttered.

This is the most beautiful romance in the world of monsters - using the wails of the enemy to compose a wedding melody, and using the resentful souls of the defeated to embellish the festive corridor.

Every sob of the suppressed soul eventually becomes a blessing to the newlyweds.

Under the gate of the inner city, Qi Tian and Shun Lei Ya, wearing armor and in high spirits, are welcoming the guests.

Soon, all the important guests from the vast territory of Guanxi had arrived.

They stood solemnly on both sides of the sacred road, the weapons on their waists gleaming coldly in the morning light, complementing the magical weapons displayed on the ground.

Someone looked down at the fierce blade he was carrying, and then looked at the trophies suppressed by the dog tribe on the sacred road, his eyes full of awe.

Especially at the end, the four inverted bone tools symbolizing the bodies of different monsters make the viewers shudder.

That was the fall of a demon king, which had never happened in thousands of years.

The four demon kings who were able to dominate the world were defeated one after another by the dog tribe in just one year.

Their corpses were refined into tools, and even their last dignity was reduced to decorations for the clan to demonstrate its military power.

At this moment, everyone truly felt that a new era was being born under the blade of the dog tribe.

The morning breeze swept across the array of demonic weapons, and a low horn sound came from the altar in the distance.

It gradually interweaves with the trembling humming to form a desolate ancient blessing song.

The sound seemed to have traveled through thousands of years, echoing endlessly among the mountains.

The Kyoto gods who were mixed in with the monster team had pale faces, and cold sweat soaked through the lining of their robes.

They never imagined that on a normal day they would need to use all their strength to deal with just one high-level monster, but now there were dozens of them gathered together!

The vampires of Kyushu; the Tengu and their vassals of Shikoku; the mermaids of the Seto Inland Sea; the snow women sandwiched between the western and Kinki regions...

The generals all held their breath and even deliberately slowed down their heartbeats.

They knew that in this place where demons were rampant, any trace of human breath would be lost in an instant.

Fengji and Yiji stood on both sides, their fingertips unconsciously clenching their gorgeous sleeves.

The magnificent scene before them, which was beyond their imagination, cast a complex shadow in their eyes—three parts shock like a thunderclap, and seven parts envy like a spreading wildfire.