Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

"The name 'Sudarsana' in Sudarsana comes from the Buddhist city of Sudarsana, the capital city where Indra resides, symbolizing light, order, justice, and the right path for humanity."

"Luoshengjing is a city of demons, at the gate of life and death, while the city of people stands atop the peak of good vision; on one side, a hundred ghosts roam at night, and on the other side, ten thousand people live in peace."

The half-demon's eyes shone brightly in the morning light, captivating all who looked at them.

"The next step is to completely resolve the divide between humans and demons. I, your great master, will let the light of peaceful coexistence shine on this chaotic land."

Looking at Inuyasha, who was full of ambition under the sunlight, Feng's eyes softened.

The morning light fell on his silver hair, gilding his flamboyant face with a warm gold. The arrogance and seriousness between his brows intertwined, creating a truly captivating aura.

She found it hard to reconcile the radiant person in front of her with the sneaky, foolish dog from last night who stole a kiss and ran away.

"...Stop talking big."

Feng turned his face away, but the corners of his mouth curved slightly. "Take me to see it first."

Inuyasha grinned, strode out the door, and turned back to wave at her.

"Come on, let me show you what a real doer is."

The two stepped out of the house. The morning light was just right, and wisps of smoke rose from the chimneys above the village.

Good morning, Lord Feng!

A woman who was hanging clothes to dry stood up, smiled and waved to Feng.

"Good morning, Lord Inuyasha! The weather's nice today, shall we go for a walk?"

"Ah, good morning."

Feng nodded slightly.

The man chopping wood in front of the house next door also looked up, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and grinned at Inuyasha.

"Lord Inuyasha, thanks to you, things have been much more peaceful lately!"

Feng had told the villagers about clearing out the surrounding monsters long ago.

Hearing the man's gratitude, Feng felt even happier than Inuyasha.

Er Gouzi waved his hand and said smugly, "It's a piece of cake. From now on, everyone will live happily with me."

'That's shameless.'

Feng glanced over and saw a little girl with her hair in two buns peeking out from behind the fence, clutching a handful of wildflowers, and calling out timidly.

"Lord Inuyasha!"

"This... is for you!"

Inuyasha paused for a moment, then bent down to take the crooked bunch of wildflowers, and patted the little girl's head. "Thanks."

The little girl blushed and shrank back behind the fence, but couldn't help peeking out to peek at him again—Lord Inuyasha, he's so handsome.

Maple glared at Inuyasha and whispered, "Don't you dare lay a hand on a child!"

Inuyasha rolled his eyes upon hearing this.

He's not a lolicon; it's just that the girls he occasionally likes happen to be lolis!

Along the way, greetings rose and fell, some calling "Lord Feng", some calling "Lord Inuyasha", and a few daring children chased after him for a few steps before being dragged back by their parents.

The villagers' eyes were filled with smiles and trust; in terms of simplicity and kindness, Maple Village was miles ahead of the scoundrels of Konoha.

"The initial plan for Zenkenkyo was to accommodate five thousand people. The terrain needed to be flat to facilitate future expansion, and there also needed to be a reliable water source," Inuyasha said as he walked, his steps light and quick.

Both men were locals who knew the area like the back of their hand.

In less than half an hour, they found an ideal open space—about six kilometers from Maple Village, with a wide and flat terrain, no high mountains to block the view, and plenty of sunshine.

"The location is easy to find."

Feng looked around, his gaze settling on the forest. "But what about the houses? What about the food?"

"Where do you plan to house so many people, and what will they eat?"

"Don't worry about housing and food; there are solutions." Inuyasha put his hands on his hips and glanced around.

Before him lay a flat, open expanse of land, with a small river, about ten meters wide, meandering through the middle. The water was clear and sparkling, shimmering like a flowing silver ribbon in the sunlight.

The riverbanks are lush with vegetation and have abundant water and soil, making it a perfect place to settle down.

Unlike later generations when Tokyo was overcrowded and land was scarce, the present era is characterized by a small population and abundant land.

Feng took two steps forward, squatted down, and scooped up a handful of river water, which was clear and slightly cool.

She stood up and looked at Inuyasha. "The location is nice, but you need to understand that building a city isn't something you can do just by drawing a map."

"So, let's take it one step at a time."

Inuyasha crossed his arms, met Kaede's searching gaze, and said in a more serious tone, "To change humans' initial impression of demons, my first step is to get demons to cooperate with humans."

"First, let the monsters do some physical work for humans, such as cutting down timber to build houses, moving stones, and leveling foundations."

"Monsters can do these tasks more than ten times faster than humans."

"The second step is for humans to grow food, brew alcohol, and make clothing for the monsters. Although monsters do not eat human food, they still need alcohol, cloth, and utensils."

"In this back-and-forth exchange, both sides can see each other's value. Once they get used to relying on each other, the barriers will naturally disappear."

Feng listened attentively, her brows furrowing slightly before relaxing. After a moment, she spoke.

"...That sounds feasible."

"But have you ever thought about it? Would anyone dare to work with a monster?"

Inuyasha chuckled. "Do they have a choice in front of me?"

Feng's face immediately darkened.

Chapter 29 The Light Has Arrived (Happy Dragon Boat Festival)

Under the dim sky, in a dense mountain forest, the monsters, including Lang Yegan, sat around several campfires, gnawing on half-roasted game and talking in hushed tones.

After three days without any attacks, the tense atmosphere in the team finally relaxed a bit.

"Without those annoying humans bothering us, we're much faster."

Wolfy tore off a roasted rabbit leg, chewing it with a mouthful of oil that dripped down his chin, and said with great satisfaction, "It's still two days' journey to Maple Village... I'll be able to see Lord Inuyasha the day after tomorrow."

A burly monster next to him wiped his mouth and sighed, "These humans are just too slow, dragging around a bunch of junk, stopping and starting all the time."

"If it weren't for Lord Inuyasha's order to eat it alive, I would have liked to eat it as I walked."

"Stop talking nonsense. If you're so capable, say those words to Lord Inuyasha's face."

Another monster chuckled and poked at the fire with a branch.

"We just need to get the people there. Besides, building our own monster city—what an incredible undertaking!"

"As expected of Lord Inuyasha, who defeated the leopard cat clan, he is a born king!"

"When Lord Wolfman becomes the lord of monsters, and I become the general, we will all have a bright and promising future!"

The monsters whispered among themselves, their faces reflecting the firelight with excitement and anticipation.

The civilians sitting in the distance remained silent on the ground, heads bowed, not uttering a sound.

They sat back to back in a huddle, surrounded by various simple belongings. No one spoke, and no one dared to move.

Furthermore, for ease of management, the common people gathered together in groups.

The fire crackled, and the wind rustled through the branches and leaves, stirring the monsters' fur and the filthy hems of the commoners' clothes.

The number of guarding monsters was less than half of what it had been a few days ago. They squatted around listlessly, with several human lackeys beside them, smiling and busying themselves.

In order to survive and to live a better life, there are always some bold and ambitious people in the nearly two thousand people who gravitate towards the monster.

They quickly formed the "Demon Alliance Army," transforming themselves into the elite among the demons.

The mask of attitude has been worn in countless ways.

Flattering superiors and bullying inferiors is just an appetizer; some people secretly give directions to commoners and teach them how to escape, then turn around and report them, reaping a hefty reward.

Because of Inuyasha's strict order not to kill, many people did not die at the hands of demons, but instead suffered torture at the hands of their own kind, completely turning these two thousand people into sheep.

Making an example of someone to scare others and establish authority is almost an innate human talent.

Deep in the distant forest, Monk Mengxin and Master Fengxue, among others, lay in ambush for several days.

The Water Mirror Technique revealed the deployment and shift changes of monsters like Wolf Wild, and even the activity routes of the demon allies.

There is no moon tonight, and the forest is so dark you can't see your hand in front of your face. It's the perfect time to make a move.

"They let their guard down."

The Wind Cave Master said, "The demons are slacking off, leaving the night watch to the demon allies. This is their weakest point."

Although they hated the demon army for being inhuman, sometimes these traitors' cunning and deceitful behavior could bring them unexpected benefits.

Monk Mengxin nodded, gently turning the prayer beads in his hand. "Proceed according to plan."

"The priestess's barrier protects innocent civilians; the exorcist draws away the main force of the demons, the wind cave mage is on standby to wipe out the demons in one fell swoop, and I will lead my men straight to that wolf demon."

The group responded in hushed tones and made their way out of the dense forest.

Night is the best cover.

The rescue team was sprayed with a special odor-eliminating agent made by exorcists, so even dogs couldn't smell anything unusual.

Their footsteps were as light as falling leaves, silently approaching the camp.

The humans on night watch by the demon army were dozing around the fire, their heads drooping little by little; the scattered demons had already lay down haphazardly, their snores rising and falling.

No one noticed that the shadow of death was approaching from behind.

After confirming the situation, Monk Mengxin took the lead, shooting out more than a dozen talismans that swarmed onto the backs and foreheads of the night watchmen like locusts.

The talisman exploded with blinding golden light, accompanied by a muffled "boom," and the humans on night watch were shattered into pieces.

Several monsters were blown to the ground, letting out a shrill and desperate roar.

At the same instant, several priestesses and sorcerers arrived at their designated positions, simultaneously forming hand seals and chanting incantations.

A semi-transparent, pure white barrier spread outwards from beneath their feet, rippling outwards and instantly enveloping the entire civilian settlement.

The civilians, awakened from the darkness, looked up in panic. When their eyes fell on the iconic red and white shrine maiden's robes, some froze, while others covered their mouths and let out low sobs.

Tears silently slid down her face, winding their way down her dusty cheeks.

Since the shrine maiden Midori single-handedly purified most of the powerful demons in the world, giving humanity a chance to breathe.

The profession of shrine maiden surpassed that of monks and warriors, becoming the most trusted and respected symbol among commoners during the Warring States period.

That sacred and flawless red and white robe is, in the hearts of countless weak people, a light in the darkness, a rope in the mud, and the last ray of light at the end of despair.

Now, the light has come!

They can be saved too!

The exorcists quickly took action.

The group took out a pungent potion and splashed it on the grass and trees around the camp. The strong smell spread with the night wind, attracting the monsters to follow the scent with bared teeth.

Chains and nets were thrown out alternately, restraining, pulling, and enraging the monsters, luring them little by little to the designated area.

With a flick of his wrist, a demon hunter bound the chain to the ankle of the most ferocious demon, pulled it sharply, and the demon fell to the ground. It was then covered by a net of talismans thrown at it and struggled to be dragged to one side.

The other monsters were enraged by this scene and roared repeatedly, chasing after the exorcists in groups and rushing into the pre-arranged ambush.

Even if some monsters have doubts, most monsters are born with a reckless and impulsive nature.

On the other side, the monk soldiers, wielding iron clubs, formed a wedge formation and followed Monk Mengxin straight into the heart of the camp.

Wolfy Gan had just rushed out of the tent when he ran right into the team that was heading straight for the enemy's capital.

Monk Mengxin walked at the front, his robes fluttering in the night wind, his staff striking the ground with a clear, resonant sound.

He looked at the gray-brown wolf demon before him, his gaze calm and serene. "Evil monster, tonight will be your end."

Wolf Wild drew his sword, but heard the clanging of chains, the cracking of talismans, and the roars and screams of his men coming from all directions.

He gritted his teeth and roared, "You humans... are you truly not afraid of death?"

"afraid."