Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

Then she suddenly sat up and found herself lying steadily in Feng's palm, surrounded by a soft "fence" formed by closed fingers, with the warm sunlight shining on her face.

"what?"

The water god looked up, meeting Feng Hanxiao's smiling gaze, and unconsciously asked, "Silverlight Priestess, what do you want to do?"

"Silver Glow?!"

Feng's eyes twitched violently a few times.

The water god was filled with regret as the witch's face darkened. She wished she could sew her mouth shut and hurriedly spoke before the surrounding "Five Finger Mountains" crushed her.

"I was wrong!"

"You apologize more readily and quickly than anyone else!"

Considering Inuyasha's characteristics, Feng didn't think the Water God could escape his clutches.

With the understanding that they would become sisters, the priestess spoke softly, her voice as gentle as a stream flowing over pebbles, which made the water god's scalp tingle, but then he was invigorated in the next second.

"I look forward to your guidance in all aspects from now on, Lord Water God."

Looking at the genuine gentleness in Feng's eyes, the Water God lowered his head with lingering fear.

"……understood."

Chapter 63 Faith

A month has passed.

In the rice paddies of Zenkenkyo, the rice seedlings have already sprouted neat ears of grain, which gleam with a greenish-yellow hue under the sun.

However, since the beginning of summer, there has been little rain, and the soil on the ridges of the fields has dried out and turned white.

With no rain coming soon, even with irrigation from the river, this year's harvest will likely be significantly reduced.

"Everything is ready."

Feng stood at the end of the paddy field, looking at the wilted rice ears, wiped the fine sweat from his forehead, and turned to walk towards the square on Shanjian Road.

A temporary altar was erected in the center of the square. It was made of bluestone and had three steps. The altar was covered with newly woven straw mats and bamboo poles wrapped with shimenawa rope were inserted at the four corners.

The villagers gathered early in the morning—the elderly, women, children, and men who had once been bandits and prisoners but had now submitted to Zenkenkyo.

They were dressed in clean cloth, their faces showing a mixture of solemnity and anticipation, and they lined up in several rows in front of the altar.

Feng walked up to the altar and gently shook the rain-praying bell he had taken from the water god's treasury, which emitted a clear and melodious sound.

"The rain-praying ceremony begins, kowtow!"

Thousands of people knelt down in a rush.

The priestess closed her eyes, calmed her breathing, and then opened them, beginning to slowly sway her body in Inuyasha's eyes from the sky.

The rain-praying bell spun and rose and fell in her hands, its sound sometimes rapid like rain pattering on banana leaves, and sometimes gentle like wind rustling through bamboo shoots.

White robes and scarlet trousers fluttered in the sunlight, and beads of sweat on their foreheads were flicked off with each movement, spreading into tiny dark dots on the bluestone platform.

Pure and elegant.

The villagers bowed their heads as the bell rang, whispering prayers for rain.

"The thunder god shakes the heavens, the clouds part to reveal themselves from all directions; the rain god pours down the Milky Way, sweet dew nourishes the fields. We humbly beseech the revered deity to have mercy and send down this sweet rain..."

After reciting it once, start all over again.

As the bells rang and the dance steps rose into the sky, they descended into the layers of thunderclouds.

In the sky, a figure is moving through the clouds.

The flying apsara, who had come on orders, rode on wheels of wind and fire, holding his lightning spear horizontally in front of him.

The electric arc at the tip of the gun stirred the surrounding airflow, causing the scattered clouds to gather.

He flew around the sky above Zenkenkyo several times, watching as more and more dark clouds were drawn in from all directions, piling up layer upon layer to form a thick, gray dome.

So she turned her head and shouted towards a higher place, "Bai Lu—it's your turn!"

The water goddess Bailu stood amidst the sea of ​​clouds, holding the Yu spear in her hand, her every move radiating divine light.

She looked down at the shaman dancing a rain-praying dance on the altar below, then glanced at the villagers lined up neatly, heads bowed in prayer for rain, and sighed softly, "It's finally my turn to take the stage."

Recalling that month of misery, when she was almost used as a concubine, Hakuro vowed to reclaim the dignity that belonged to the gods from Inuyasha.

Therefore, the first rainfall in Zenkenkyo must be perfect, dazzling the golden eyes of the other party who looks down on people!

Bai Lu, who had transformed from a water goddess into a rain master, gave Inuyasha, who was watching from the side, a look that said, "You've got it." She then held her spear in both hands and pointed it towards the sky.

The tip of Yu's spear glowed with a halo of lustrous, watery light, which spread outwards in layers, like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, sending ripples of spiritual energy in all directions.

Flying back behind Inuyasha, who stood with his hands behind his back, a ghostly light in his eyes, observing the world, the villagers, and the maple.

You can see faint, invisible threads connecting the people and the shrine maiden.

And the Thunder God and Rain Master, who are praised, are two concepts without any physical form.

The only difference is that the line abruptly breaks when it reaches the sky.

The wind suddenly picked up.

A rumble of thunder echoed from deep within the clouds, and then the first raindrop fell—icy and clear, striking the cracked ridges of the field and spreading into a dark dot.

Then came the second drop, the third drop, the tenth drop... The rain quickly went from sparse to dense, and from dense to torrential.

The crowd in the square fell silent for a moment, then erupted in thunderous cheers.

"It's Lady Kaede's Kagura dance! She really brought the rain!"

"The Thunder God beats the drum, the Rain Master pours down the torrents—all the gods have heard! Our prayers from Shanjianjing have reached the heavens!"

Feng stopped dancing and stood on the altar.

Rain-praying bells hung at her sides, and raindrops dripped down her hair and chin, wetting the shoulders and collar of her shrine maiden's robes.

She looked at the jubilant crowd, a genuine smile appearing on her lips.

'Inuyasha, despite being unreliable, does do good deeds.'

Then Feng looked up at the sky, and with the power of the source energy enhancing his vision, he could vaguely see three figures on the rolling dark clouds.

In the sky, Fei Tian grinned from ear to ear, puffed out his chest, and said smugly.

"Hmph, the title 'Thunder God' sounds quite pleasant..." Although he didn't care, he couldn't help but fire another bolt of lightning into the sky with his lightning gun. The muffled rumble of thunder swept across the sky, as if responding to the cheers from the ground.

Bai Lu saw the surging cheers and gratitude below. The shouts of "Lord Rain Master" were carried by the wind to the clouds and fell into her ears like warm tides overflowing the embankment.

She straightened her posture slightly, gathered the flowing ribbons from her sleeves, straightened her back, raised her chin slightly, and exuded the composure and majesty of a deity.

Bai Lu glanced casually to one side, her voice clear and dignified in the wind and rain.

"Inuyasha, did you see that?"

"This power to summon wind and rain moves with the times and responds to the people's demands—no one understands the art of summoning clouds and rain better than I do."

She didn't even move her chin when she said this, but inside she was like a peacock that had just spread its tail feathers, outwardly reserved, but inwardly every feather was waiting for a compliment.

"Well done, keep it up."

Bai Lu was stunned.

She was prepared for the other party to say something sarcastic like "It's just a trivial skill, showing off your limited abilities" or "You think you can show off this little bit of skill?" and she was ready to retort.

But the phrase "Well done, keep it up" was too direct and lacked any sarcasm, which made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"...Hmph, at least he spoke human language."

Bai Lu was secretly delighted. Out of the corner of her eye, she glanced at Inuyasha and suddenly noticed that the silver-haired half-demon seemed to be looking at something with a focused expression that Bai Lu had never seen before.

Following Inuyasha's gaze, she saw only torrential rain falling like thousands of silver threads from the sky, enveloping Zenkenkyo in a misty fog.

The fields, the altar, and the crowds were all blurred by the rain, making everything indistinct.

But in Inuyasha's eyes, it was dazzling and magnificent.

The anxiety and fear that had been building up for a whole month poured out of the villagers' chests the moment the rain fell.

Exhilaration, joy, exhilaration, and peace of mind—countless emotions intertwined to form beams of light invisible to the naked eye, rising from each person's body.

Like thousands of fine threads, they stretched out in the rain, falling unanimously onto the figure in white robes and crimson trousers on the altar.

The thread of faith!

Inuyasha, who had been transformed into a human by the new moon more than ten times, tried to use the spiritual power of a monk, and finally learned a breathing technique from the treasure of the water god.

Not only does it possess magical and demonic power, but it also possesses spiritual power for drawing talismans and setting up arrays.

The source force was infused with new power, becoming even more mystical, capable of reflecting even the invisible and intangible lines of nothingness.

This sparked a lot of whimsical ideas in Inuyasha's mind, who had read many fantasy and magical novels.

The most typical example is the land of Japan, with eight million demons and eight million gods.

So-called deities are nothing more than vessels that hold the thoughts of all living beings, supported by incense offerings, and formed from nothingness.

If mountains can become gods and demons can become gods, then humans—if they have endless faith—could also ascend to godhood.

If the faith of the people can be utilized, the priestesses favored by half-demons may well ascend to godhood and live forever.

The reason why the names of the Thunder God and the Rain Master were not explicitly given to Feitian and Bailu this time was due to Inuyasha's personal motives.

Both of them are demons, and they can live for hundreds or thousands of years without any problems. Having one more or one less divine title is just icing on the cake for them, and is dispensable.

But Feng couldn't wait that long.

Inuyasha didn't want to end up only counting the days gone by in front of a handful of yellow earth.

But the most crucial problem remains unsolved: how exactly should the power of faith be used?

Inuyasha watched as the power of faith dissipated from the priestess's body, with only a very small amount remaining to purify her power.

However, this increase is negligible and not even a drop in the ocean.

If you want significant results, you'd probably need hundreds of thousands of people to worship you day after day.

Based on the example of Hakuro, who was once a water goddess, Inuyasha estimated that even with such a large following, without the corresponding magic, the best that could be achieved is health, longevity, and continuous good fortune.

There may also be unforeseen drawbacks such as the incense being poisonous or the pollution caused by religious practices…

The dog demon clicked its tongue inwardly, 'Without a proper method of becoming a god through incense offerings, and without a complete path to establishing a divine kingdom, figuring it out on one's own is difficult.'

He is still afraid that he might take a detour for decades and end up ruining himself.

In that case, it would be much simpler and more convenient to just go to the underworld to retrieve people.

'Should we continue to spread the spirit armor? Perhaps someone will awaken a heaven-defying spirit armor that extends lifespan and preserves youth.'

Thinking of this, Inuyasha looked up and met Hakuro's direct gaze, a gentle smile involuntarily appearing on his face.

'This is bad, run!'

Bai Lu's back stiffened abruptly, a chill shooting from her tailbone straight to the top of her head. She even forgot to hold the Yu Spear steady, flicked her two ribbons, and turned to rush into the depths of the clouds.

She ran away.

"What's wrong with this woman?"

Inuyasha stopped laughing, raising an eyebrow in displeasure. "I'm not going to eat you, why are you running away like you've seen a monster?"

Feitian chimed in, "Lord Inuyasha, should I bring her here?"

"You think you can beat her?"

Inuyasha glanced at Hiten.

When faced with a difficult question, the latter immediately lowered his head and remained silent.

"Alright, you should go back to Thunder Valley to cultivate. If the weather doesn't turn cold or rain, I'll have Mantian come over."

"Yes, sir Inuyasha."

With a spin of his Wind and Fire Wheels and the Thunder Strike Spear held horizontally in front of him, the boy transformed into a streak of lightning and sped towards Thunder Valley.

Inuyasha landed in the courtyard of the female steward and went inside.

There were few decent adult items in the room; they were mostly children's things.

The female steward was sitting in front of the loom in the corner of the room, the shuttle moving back and forth between the cotton threads.