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

Over there, Yomi Isayama stared intently at a blue-haired girl dressed in a plain kimono, unable to suppress a mournful wail like a defeated dog.

"How could I possibly beat her!?"

Chapter Seventy-Three: The Supreme Master Lu Qishi!

Have you ever heard of the story of the Phantom Blade School?

Those are memories from a very long time ago.

In the Owari period of Japan, which differs greatly from official history, Yasuri Rokushi, the sixth head of the Kyōtō-ryū school, was famous for his swordsmanship that did not require swords. He killed his lord, Hida Takahi, suppressed a rebellion, and established the Kyōtō-ryū's reputation.

After the war ended, Lu Liuzhi was exiled to Bucheng Island for political reasons, where he lived in seclusion with his son Qihua and daughter Qishi.

Ten years later, Yasuri Nanami murdered his father and left Fusho Island to travel the world.

Nine years later, twenty-six-year-old Yasuri Shichimi returned to the island and happened to see her foolish younger brother, Yasuri Shichika, being persuaded to leave the island by a white-haired strategist.

She smiled with satisfaction, neither stopping him nor supporting him, but simply wishing him a good time.

That was the last time the siblings saw each other.

Decades later, the frail and aged Shichika Yasuri returns to the island, wanting to visit her sister whom she once deeply feared.

However, there was no one there.

There was only a skeleton and a large blue stone as hard as steel.

Words were carved on the large blue stone with slender fingers.

"I am envied by the heavens, born with a billion diseases to plague me. In my childhood, I stepped into the gates of death several times due to minor illnesses. My parents were surprised and pitied me for not dying. However, even ants cherish life, let alone someone from another world like me?"

"I began learning swordsmanship at the age of seven, and within a single day I had observed various sword styles and achieved some success. However, my father took my younger brother Qihua and me to live in seclusion on Bucheng Island. Fearing my talent, my father forbade me from learning the traditional techniques of the Xudao style. Instead, I learned from the heavens and earth, studying the earth at the age of ten, the heavens at the age of thirteen, and achieving great mastery of martial arts at the age of seventeen. I began to glimpse the way of heaven and man and wished to leave the island to test my swordsmanship throughout the world. However, my foolish father prevented me from doing so and killed him, which I deeply regret."

"The world beyond the island is vastly different. Mount Okinoyama, Mount Shirei, Seiryoin, and the likes of Shinwa each possess unique skills, yet none can rival me. In Oshu, I encountered a so-called immortal who claimed to have lived for three hundred years, but he was nothing more than a charlatan guarding a corpse. Disappointed, I departed and traveled the world, from India in the south to the Ming Dynasty in the west, even to the countries of Europe, and as far north as the frigid snowfields, seeking out wise men throughout the land, yet finding none with whom I could discuss the Dao."

"At the age of twenty-six, he returned dejected, only to realize that the Way of Heaven is truly difficult to achieve through others. Thus, he confined himself to this island of no return. After nine cycles of blooming and withering of flowers, he attained great enlightenment and was able to sit in meditation and pass away, his spirit drifting away."

"Leave these words as a record, and the seven-year-old tomb will be erected."

......

"hiss--!"

Isayama Yomi was so depressed he felt like vomiting blood.

As mentioned earlier, high-level matches involving Warlocks are almost entirely melee combat with punches landing.

In the world of sorcery today, almost every top-tier sorcerer, as well as those few spirit mediums who cooperate with the government, is skilled in melee combat.

As the only boss in that world, Huang Quan's melee ability goes without saying; he could easily beat a fully-healthy Ryoumen Sukuna to a pulp in just a few moves.

She considered herself to be the strongest in hand-to-hand combat among all of herself, excluding her own body.

However, now she has been beaten to her knees by the new sisters.

It's not just close-quarters combat.

Whether it's incantations, domain expansion, or even the recent activation of the Naruto style for her.

They went almost all out, using every means at their disposal.

He was still easily beaten by that blue-haired girl in a simple kimono, who made him roll on the ground several times with just a few slaps.

Yasuri Nanami smiled faintly, her pale hand falling limply into her sleeve: "So, so this is the weakest system of sorcery."

"I'm so angry! I'm absolutely furious!!"

Although she knew that the other party was of the same origin as her, Isayama Yomi was still enraged by this light and indifferent tone.

What does it mean for magic to be weak?

Is this some kind of sorcery problem?

This monster has reached the pinnacle of martial arts!!

"well."

Just as Huang Quan got up to attack again, Sakayanagi Arisu, who had been watching from the sidelines for a long time, spoke up: "There's no need to continue fighting, Huang Quan."

"I know!"

Izayama Yomi replied irritably, then suddenly realized: "And another thing! Who's Yomi-chan? Call me by my name properly!"

"All your techniques are full of flaws in her eyes, and you haven't mastered the power of the Ming style either. There's no point in continuing to fight."

Sakayanagi Arisu smiled.

She was genuinely happy to be so powerful in her new self.

They were also genuinely happy that the increasingly arrogant Huang Quan was being beaten.

"Furthermore, I suggest you take a look at your clothes."

"Um?"

Isayama Yomi paused, took off her black sailor uniform, and noticed that there were many white marks on her clothes that she didn't know when.

It was on not only clothes, but also on black pantyhose.

Those dense white marks were characters, concise and to the point, meant to break all the spells she had just cast.

Without a doubt, in the battle just now, Yasuri Nanami not only dominated her, but also had the leisure to write these solutions on her clothes. If she hadn't been reminded, she wouldn't even have known about it.

After a long silence, Izayama Yomi roared in a fit of rage: "I lost! I know you're Ling Donglai from the world of anime! But you don't have to be so pretentious!?"

"No, no, no, being low-key and natural is what you call having the demeanor of a master."

As usual, Yasunari Shinobu adopted a lecturing tone towards her juniors: "Only things that are stiff, nonsensical, and lack any aesthetic appeal are pretentious. Like when I first came in, you insisted that I call you 'older sister,' that's a classic example of trying to be pretentious but getting beaten up instead... Oops, I think I accidentally said something that I would only swear in my past life, that's really bad."

She actually speaks very quickly.

But it sounds like it's proceeding at a leisurely pace.

When has the proud and arrogant Isayama Yomi ever been reprimanded like this?

However, the victor is king and the loser is an outlaw; kung fu can be summed up in two words, one horizontal and one vertical. She is currently in the horizontal position, and yet she can't refute it.

He could only roll around on the ground like a naughty little devil, waving his arms and legs and shouting.

"Ugh, so annoying! So annoying!!"

"Little Huangquan, you must learn to be humble in victory and undeterred in defeat."

Lu Qishi squatted down and happily pinched Huang Quan's cheek with his fingers, his usually indifferent expression revealing an unprecedented doting look.

"Besides, you've already done quite well to withstand thirteen of my moves before losing."

She looked at her like she was a naughty little sister.

Are you my mother?

"Oh, if you want to call me Mom, that's fine too. Speaking of which, quite a few of the little sisters I adopted in this life secretly call me Mom."

"Tsk, you're such a chatterbox! Ah, I forgot you're a character created by Nisio Isin, you must be a super chatterbox."

Yasuri Nanami was reincarnated in the world of Nisio Isin's "Katanagatari" in her first life.

Her talent was terrifyingly high, and she was envied by the heavens from birth.

Heaven cursed her with a billion diseases, causing her to be plagued by illnesses throughout her childhood; before one disease was cured, another would appear.

She herself couldn't count how many times she had hovered on the brink of death during her childhood.

Because of her illness, Lu Qishi's body was unusually weak and much more fragile than that of a normal person.

When she passed away, she had only managed to raise her congenitally weak constitution to the level of a normal person through her terrifying talent.

"Actually, I had a question when I watched anime."

Sakayanagi Arisu frowned and said, "Your Eye of Insight can copy all martial arts and ninjutsu, and it can also copy other people's physiques. Logically speaking, the Touhou clan's physique not only has superhuman strength, but also the robustness that goes with superhuman strength. However, in the anime, when Yasuri Nanami killed down to only one member of the Touhou clan, she only copied the superhuman strength... Why is that?"

In the setting of "Katanagatari", Yasuri Nanami's talent is so strong that it is unimaginable to the world.

Her body was not able to contain her talent, and coupled with the illness that struck her, she was always on the verge of death.

However, as compensation, the heavens also bestowed upon her the [Eye of Martial Arts], also known as the Eye of Ancient Knowledge, which allows her to copy the opponent's skills and physique.

With those eyes around, Nanami only needs to use other people's abilities to fight, thus avoiding using her own talents.

"You mean, copying someone else's healthy physique?"

Yasuri Nanami shook her head with a smile: "I can't do that, Sakayanagi. Health is a fluid state, not a constitution."

"That makes sense; it seems your knowledge of historical precedent has also vanished."

Sakayanagi Arisu noticed this.

In this life, Yasuri Nanami's eyes are red.

After being reincarnated and leaving the world of swordsmanship, she was no longer plagued by illness, but in return, she lost the Eye of Seeing Ancient Things bestowed upon her by the heavens.

"Kenkiku is indeed more powerful than the Sharingan in its ability to copy, but it also has its limits. It's not as omnipotent as you imagine, and I can't replicate that kind of eye anytime, anywhere if I want it in this life."

She calmly and simply defined the nature of Jian Jigu.

“If I had those eyes, I could copy your mental abilities, and I could also copy Sister Huangquan's spells... However, there's something about Sister Huangquan that I can't copy; that should be what you call Ming Shiki.”

Arisu suddenly realized: "The technique level is possible, but the law level can't be copied? That's really a bit of a waste... Adam has arrived!"

A naked man appeared in the main god space, breathing heavily.

With a speed that caught everyone off guard, he patted the heads of Yasuri Nanami and Nishiki Chizuka, who was cowering around Shinku like a nobody.

Snap! Snap!

"Newcomers, I'm sharing all the memories with you. If you want to use cheats, use your privileges. We'll talk about everything else after I'm done here!!"

Then it disappears at an even faster rate.

"..."

"..."

The main god space fell silent, an awkward silence descended.

Although Chizuki Nishiki really wanted to ask him who he was doing now, her vast collection of memories left her stunned for a long time.

Complete memories of a past life.

Memories of a fun-filled party.

Everyone else leads their own wonderful life.

And, the memories of the new world that Yasuri Shichi, the newcomer, was reincarnated into after leaving the world of Katanagatari...

"what!!!"

She let out a scream.

"Seven Sister! Why are you still the cursed child!?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Yasuri Nanami released the ninjutsu that allowed her to temporarily increase her size, returning to her true size in this life.

A ten-year-old blue-haired loli, cute and utterly emotionless.

Yet those eyes radiated a blood-red light that inspired fear and hatred in the world.

Chapter 74: Chizuki is bullied by everyone.

"Woooooooooo!"

After reading about the fascinating backstory of Yasuri Nanami, Nishiki Chizuka exclaimed in amazement, as if she were a country bumpkin visiting the city.

"Seven Sisters, do you seem to have a conflict with the role of your father? I suspect you might have had a past life where you were Lü Bu!"

It must be said that Lu Qishi is the enemy of his father in both his past and present lives.

In his previous life, Lu Liuzhi refused to teach his daughter the Void Blade Style martial arts because he was wary of her terrifying talent. He also passed the position of head of the family to his son, Qihua. Moreover, in order to show his loyalty to his lord and follow his lord's dying wish, he forbade his children to leave the island.

If it were just a matter of not teaching martial arts, Lu Qishi wouldn't care.

She learned martial arts from the heavens and earth, and never took the Void Blade style seriously. Moreover, in that era, there was a rule that the skills were passed down only to men, so Lu Liuzhi's actions were understandable.

What she couldn't accept the most was that she had finally been given a second chance at life, only to be trapped on a deserted island for the rest of her life!