Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

“Father, I am unfilial in the afterlife and must leave the Isayama family from now on.”

She was genuinely grateful to Naraku Isayama.

She started her life as an abandoned orphan. If her adoptive father hadn't taken her in, she would have died in her infancy. Unfortunately, she had already decided to fight alone in the world and could no longer bear the burden of the Isayama family.

"While you were alive, I was unable to be by your side to fulfill my filial duty. After your death, I am also unable to shoulder the burden of the family. The only thing I can do in the future is to avenge you and comfort your spirit in heaven with the head of the real culprit."

She lit an incense stick and bowed respectfully once more.

Being ignored twice like this, the usually arrogant Zenin Naoya felt greatly humiliated, his face turning red: "Pah, pretentious!"

Isayama Yomi sighed, "Be quiet."

The lotus lanterns on both sides of the mourning hall suddenly swayed for a moment!

"Hahahaha, I'm going to say it!"

Zenji Naoya laughed wildly: "What can you do to me!"

Suddenly, he heard the sound of something heavy falling to the ground beside him. He turned around and saw the men from the Ministry of Defense, who had been so arrogant just moments before, losing their heads one after another, their heads rolling around on the ground.

The scene fell silent for a moment, then in the blink of an eye, the picture went from extreme stillness to extreme movement!

Several screams rose and fell. Isayama Yu screamed and shrank behind the memorial tablet. Jinguji Ayame pulled Kagura to a corner of the room. Nanami Kento held a spell tool in his hand and stared at Isayama Yomi in shock and vigilance. He had not seen how the black-haired girl made her move!

The others retreated in fear.

Zenji Naoya's pupils contracted as he noticed the people around him staring at his neck in horror.

"What...what happened to my neck?"

He couldn't help but touch his neck.

With a single touch, his head fell off, and blood spurted from the smooth, mirror-like break in his neck for several seconds before stopping.

Isayama Yomi didn't care about the chaotic scene behind her. With a sorrowful expression, she picked up the rice bowl her adoptive father had used before his death, filled it with rice, stuck a pair of chopsticks in it, and respectfully placed it in front of the black and white photograph.

"Father, please make do with this. In a few years, when rice prices rise, you may not be able to afford it anymore. If you get hungry then, please come to me in a dream..."

"Issan no Yomi!!"

Izayama Mei finally recovered from her shock. She stood up and demanded of Yomi, "Do you know what you've done?!"

Huang Quan then turned his head and glanced at her: "The real culprit still dares to spout nonsense here?"

Izayama Mei was shocked: "What real culprit! What are you talking about?"

She secretly gripped the Lion King's sword in her hand, but just as she was about to draw it, she felt her hand go empty.

Huang Quan appeared in front of her at an unbelievable speed, easily snatching the precious sword and severing Isayama Mei's limbs with a single stroke.

A flash of white light appeared inside the room!

Four streaks of snow-white light intertwined and pierced through Mei Isayama's limbs.

"It's no use, Huang Quan! You don't understand my power at all!"

Mei Isayama was only startled for a moment before she watched triumphantly as her limbs were restored under the effect of the Sesshōseki. However, the next moment she remembered that the Sesshōseki inside her body could not be exposed to the light, and she hurriedly looked up in alarm, only to see the others staring at her chest in shock.

Beneath the skin and flesh there, the Killing Stone was emitting an eerie light.

A slender, jade-like hand pressed against her chest, flesh and blood, and pulled out the blood-red Killing Stone, stripping away Isayama Mei's superhuman ability to heal rapidly.

"Colluded with curse masters, hoarded cursed artifacts, murdered the clan leader, and even dared to frame me..."

Huang Quan kicked Isayama Mei to the ground, reached down and grabbed her head, her beautiful face contorted with malice: "You bastard, all these years I've been putting up with you and your father. Do you know how hard it has been for me? Every time I see my uncle, who is clearly disgusted but still puts on airs as an elder, and every time I see you, who is clearly jealous but can only force a smile, do you know how hard it has been for me to hold back my laughter?"

"no no……"

Izayama Mei cried out in terror, "I was wrong! Yomi, no, spare me! I was wrong, it's all my fault!!!"

"You did nothing wrong, you did a great job! I was wrong. I thought that backing down would bring harmony to the family, but I forgot that struggle is never a polite dinner party. So-called struggle should be a fight to the death, without any mercy!"

In full view of everyone, she brought down the knife.

He chopped off his cousin's head with a single stroke.

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Chapter Fifteen: You really want it?

The funeral hall was in complete disarray, filled with a chilling stench of blood.

The blood-stained head of a beautiful woman was placed before the memorial tablet of Naraku Isayama.

The disbelief of death lingered on her pretty face, as if the situation had reversed too suddenly, or perhaps because she had never expected to die.

"Father, the ringleader has been executed, and the other accomplices will not escape either!"

Isayama Yomi lit an incense stick and bowed again.

Unseen by her, the head of the Iizuna family and the officials from the Ministry of the Environment, sensing the danger, were preparing to slip away quietly.

The girl sighed softly.

Everyone was horrified.

"Why are you running? I told you, accomplices can't escape."

In fact, the head of the Iizuna family and the officials of the Ministry of the Environment could not possibly have been accomplices of Isayama Mei in killing Naraku; they neither had the guts nor the ability.

Everyone knows that Isayama Yomi is looking for an excuse to kill.

"Wait……"

Nanami Kento was about to speak up to stop him.

However, he never expected that this sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl would be so decisive, wielding her knife with lightning speed, killing those people right in front of him without a word, with several more heads rolling to the ground in a gruesome scene.

Having witnessed this scene, Tsuchimiya Kagura could no longer hold on and fainted, but before she could fall to the ground, Isayama Yomi caught her in a flash.

The black-haired girl held her delicate, short-haired sister in one arm, and with the other hand, she casually flicked away the dripping blood. She looked around and, finding no one daring to meet her gaze, smiled with satisfaction.

Then she remembered something and her tone became sorrowful.

“From this day forward, I am no longer a member of the Isayama family. This Lion King Sword, which symbolizes the position of patriarch, is naturally no longer suitable to remain by my side. Uncles and elders, is there any of you willing to take on the great responsibility of the family?”

She was prepared to return the precious sword.

But these distant relatives, upon seeing the heads and blood scattered on the ground, all retreated as if avoiding a plague.

"I...I...I want it!"

Isayama Yu, who was hiding behind the memorial tablet, jumped out.

He didn't look at his daughter's headless corpse, but instead looked at the precious sword in Huang Quan's hand with trepidation and greed: "Huang Quan, I never thought that Ming would do such a thing. She deserves to die, but the Jianshan family cannot be without a master for a day. I will keep this sword safe."

Izayama Yomi raised an eyebrow in surprise: "You really want it?"

what?

Isn't that what you said?

Shouldn't I accept it?

Isayama Yu opened his mouth in a daze, and then a flash of white light appeared in his field of vision!

He had a shallow wound on his neck, which proved fatal. Before the light in his eyes faded, he collapsed to the ground.

"My uncle knew that his failure to discipline his children properly had led to this tragedy. Overwhelmed with grief and remorse, he committed suicide to atone for his sins. Alas."

The girl killed people as easily as drinking water, and even after killing them, she would still make up stories. The people present were terrified and couldn't help but sigh. This girl, Izayama Yomi, is actually very suitable for entering politics. Not to mention her ruthlessness, she has an incredibly thick skin!

"Someone is coming!!"

Huang Quan shouted, "Go and drag my uncle's body out and burn it. Then bury his ashes together with my father's, so that he will have company on the way."

After dealing with all the loose ends, she sheathed the Lion King Sword and smiled apologetically at Nanami Kento and the other people in the sorcery world: "I'm sorry that such a shameful thing happened in my family, making you all laugh."

"It's not a joke, but a very exciting show."

Nanami Kento could no longer see her as a pitiful girl with no help. He looked at her warily and cautiously, and said in a low voice, "Miss Yomi, I need to remind you that we can't interfere in the internal affairs of your Isayama family, but you must give the government an explanation for the lives of these people in the Ministry of Defense and the Ministry of the Environment."

Kamo Noriki also said coldly, "That's right, you killed the unappointed young master of the Zenin family. I'm afraid Zenin Naohito won't let this go so easily!"

"It doesn't matter. Whether it's the government or the Zen temple, they can come and kill me if they want."

She handed the Kagura she was holding to Jinguji Ayame.

Jinguji hesitated, wanting to say something to her, but when he met the girl's deep purple eyes, all the words involuntarily stuck in his throat.

Only a sigh escaped my lips.

"Sister Ayame, tell Kagura after she wakes up."

Huang Quan gently stroked her younger sister's face, pinched her chubby cheeks, and a melancholy smile appeared on her lips: "Tell her that her older sister Huang Quan will be leaving her for a while. She needs to learn to take care of herself, not to kick off the covers when she sleeps, and to play fewer games, since her eyesight is already a little nearsighted..."

Nanami Kento had already sensed the farewell meaning in the other person's words.

He couldn't bear to see such a promising talent walk the path of a curse master, and considering that she had killed people today largely because she was driven to desperation, he pushed up his glasses and offered his advice: "Miss Izayama Yomi, could you give me some time?"

"Ok?"

"I want to try to persuade Gojo Satoru and Principal Yagami to let you join the Jujutsu High School."

Isayama Yomi looked at him in surprise.

It must be said that Nanami Kento is indeed a kind person with a cold exterior but a warm heart, no wonder he is ranked fourth in popularity in the entire Jujutsu Kaisen.

She was silent for a moment, then shook her head: "Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Nanami, but it's not necessary. Tokyo Magic Academy used to be a place I longed for, but now... it's not suitable for me, or rather, I'm not suitable for it."

She raised her chin: "Also, please pass on a message to Mr. Gojo."

"What?"

"I've always had a slight doubt about whether he's truly the greatest person in the world."

……

"Ah, I'm so tired, I feel like I've burned out completely."

After dealing with the last remaining matters concerning the Isayama family, Huang Quan returned to the Main God Space.

She walked in dressed in black mourning clothes and found that the space had transformed into a living room of moderate size, not in a Japanese style, but rather her residence from her previous life.

The living room has a very warm and inviting style.

As soon as she walked in, she could hear playful laughter coming from the kitchen.

"What are the main body and Arisu up to?"

Huang Quan glanced at the living room, a look of nostalgia on his face.

Many things were exactly the same as her previous life's residence, but there were also many things she had never seen before.

For example, a picture frame placed next to a television.

There was a photo of a family of three inside.

The moment Izayama Yomi saw the photo, she was struck dumb, and it took her a long time to utter a choked, trembling voice: "What...what is this?! You two, come out here! What's the deal with this photo?!"

"Come on, come on!"

Adam and Arisu Sakayanagi came out of the kitchen.

The two of them appeared to be rolling out dough, their hands covered in flour, and Adam's face was also covered in flour by Arisu.

"What's wrong, Huang Quan baby?"

Upon hearing Sakayanagi Arisu's address, Yomi's face darkened as she demanded, "What's going on with this photo?"

Adam suppressed a laugh, remaining calm: "What's wrong with the photo?"

Alice rolled her big eyes, looking completely innocent: "Isn't this a picture of our family of three? What are you unhappy about?"

The photo is indeed a group photo of three people, seemingly a family of three including the parents and daughter, but...

"Why am I standing in the daughter's position?"

Isayama Yomi angrily retorted, "No, I should be the mother! The daughter's place should clearly belong to little Arisu!"

Alice innocently spread her hands: "You want to be my mom? But I have a mom and dad in this life."

"you!!"