Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

A rustling sound came from the bushes downstream of the stream.

Immediately afterwards, a slender dog demon parted the branches and walked out.

The dog demon wore light leather armor, moved nimbly, clearly skilled at running, had bluish-gray fur, slightly erect ear tips, and a thin layer of sweat on its face from its journey.

He had followed the scent all the way from Luo Shengjing, and when he saw the white figure by the stream, he immediately stopped and knelt on one knee a few steps away, holding a scroll in front of his forehead with both hands.

“Young Master Sesshomaru, Steward Jaken.”

“The imperial decree has been issued from Luoshengjing: The God has decreed that anyone who captures the baboon demons depicted in the scroll and brings them alive to the God will be granted a divine armor, regardless of their origin.”

After several years of development, and looking across the entire Eastern Kingdom, the monsters of Rashomon are now subject to natural selection, with the most capable rising to the top.

Among the clans that can be considered as distinct groups, the first is the dog demon clan, which originated from the Western Kingdom; followed by the leopard cat clan; and then the demon wolf clan.

The messenger dog demon added, "People from all races are vying for this job; the news is spreading faster than the wind."

Sesshomaru looked away.

The observant Xiejian reacted immediately, putting down the grilled fish in his hand, standing up, brushing the grass clippings off his robe, and quickly walking up to the dog demon, nodding to it.

"We understand."

He glanced at Sesshomaru, then turned back and waved to the dog demon.

"Go down."

The dog demon raised its head, its gaze quickly sweeping over Sesshomaru. Then it respectfully replied, "Yes," and rose to retreat into the bushes, its figure blending into the shadows of the trees and the dappled light, disappearing from sight in a few breaths.

The heretical view opened the scroll.

The paper was laid flat, and in the center was a portrait—a monster wearing a baboon skin, its face hidden in the shadow of the fur, only revealing a pair of deep, dark eyes, with a sinister and eerie aura.

The painting skills are not top-notch, but the key features are clearly depicted, making it easy to recognize at a glance.

At the same time, a demonic aura belonging to the baboon monster emanated from the scroll.

Naraku's severed limbs from the battle were made into a potion by the witch Rita, which was used to depict this baboon painting.

In the lower right corner of the portrait, there is a dark red seal. The seal is embedded deep in the paper fibers and emits the energy fluctuations of Inuyasha, proving that this scroll is indeed from Rashomon.

In this world, appearances can be imitated, and demonic power can be faked, but the source power that combines multiple forces is a unique mark.

"Young Master Sesshomaru..."

After confirming that Xie Jian was correct, he closed the scroll, raised his head, and was about to speak.

She had barely begun to speak when she met Sesshomaru's gaze.

His gaze was faint, like a thin ray of sunlight on ice; his words were gentle, like a stream after the ice and snow have melted.

"Wrong view, are you saying that I need my brother's gift?"

"Of course not!"

Xie Jian reacted extremely quickly, his words twirling before he finally spoke, but he changed his tone completely.

"Two years ago, on the night of reunion, Lord Inuyasha personally explained the meaning of the Spirit Gear—it was originally Lord Sesshomaru's own power! At most, it's just a key to open the door for you!"

Following Inuyasha's habit of giving the best things to his family first, after figuring out how to awaken the spirit armor, he wanted Sesshomaru to try it out.

If it's the enhanced version of the Shattered Fang, it'll be a game-changer.

Unfortunately, the latter snorted coldly on the spot, took a sip of sake, and said, "I, Sesshomaru..."

Perhaps because his master had too much dark history, Xiejian automatically filtered out that sentence, quickly recalled it, and then poured out examples like beans.

"Before Lord Jieluo awakened [Thousand Silk Control], she was just a yokai who manipulated hair strands. But once her spirit armor appeared, she was able to fight the Four Heavenly Kings of the Leopard Cat all by herself, and beat Donglan to a pulp!"

"And then there's the Maple Priestess of Zenkenkyo. After awakening the [Divine Roar String], she shot down the former chieftain of the Demon Wolf Clan from ten miles away with an arrow—at that distance, even the wind would take more than ten breaths to reach him, yet she was able to kill him with a single blow!"

Jaken became more and more agitated as he spoke, his eyes fixed intently on Sesshomaru.

“Those weaklings, far inferior to Lord Sesshomaru, still possess such power after awakening their spirit armor—what about you, Lord Sesshomaru?”

He took a deep breath, his chest heaving, and when his voice finally fell, it was like the deepest note being plucked from a taut string.

"What kind of weapon will you awaken? How strong will you be then?"

"In heaven and on earth, you are the only one who reigns supreme!"

You will surpass your father!

The mountain breeze swept through the valley, ruffling Sesshomaru's silver hair that fell over his shoulders.

His golden eyes remained half-closed, his expression unchanged, as if Xie Jian's heartfelt words were merely an echo carried by the wind through the treetops.

But the little monster knew that this was a sure thing!

No one understands Sesshomaru better than him!

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"Litao, come out and see me."

In front of Luo Shengjing's residence, the wooden door was half open, and the inside was empty, with only sounds echoing, but not a single person in sight.

Among the leopard cats, Xia Lan, who was on duty in Luo Shengjing, stood at the door with one hand on her hip and her cat tail hanging down behind her. She swept it left and right unhappily.

She received news today that the old hag Li Tao had fought with that baboon monster and should be the one who knows the monster's methods best.

So they thought it would be better to bring Li Tao along than for the leopard cats to go out and search aimlessly. But when they arrived excitedly, they found nothing.

"Tsk, could this old hag be trying to find the baboon monster and monopolize the spirit armor?"

Xia Lan scoffed disdainfully, "One person thinks he can compare with my clan?"

Behind him, the shadowy figures of the Leopard Cat Clan stood on the veranda, each with their backs straight and their eyes fixed straight ahead, like a row of fully drawn bows.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind; let's see who catches the baboon monster in the end."

The power of the Spirit Armor truly made the leopard cat... no, it made all the demons of Rashomon envious—this was the first time Inuyasha had bestowed the power of the Spirit Armor upon them.

The Four Heavenly Kings of Leopard Cats, who have already made Luo Shengjing their second home, are determined to get him.

The dog demon might have an edge over them, but the other demons, especially the wild cats, didn't think they would lose.

Just as Xia Lan was about to turn and leave, she suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure leading the way from the other end of the street—a young demon wolf with a steady gait, brownish-gray fur, and a short sword hanging at its waist, striding towards this direction.

Xia Lan raised an eyebrow slightly, turned around again, and tilted her head.

The chieftain of the wolf clan—Steel Fang.

He also saw Xia Lan, stopped a few steps away, his gaze swept over the row of leopard cats behind her, and then fell back on Xia Lan's face.

The leopard cat showed no intention of making way.

Xia Lan leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, her cat tail swaying behind her. Her voice carried the languidness of a feline, yet also a hint of condescending arrogance.

"Oh, it's a little wolf."

She tilted her head. "What, you're interested in spirit armor too?"

Faced with Xia Lan, who was practically saying "not qualified," the wolf-like youth's ears perked up slightly, then he lowered them again.

In the past, Steel Teeth would never have been able to resist such teasing.

They are even more ferocious than leopard cats; killing and massacring villages is just a daily occurrence for them.

With his arrogant personality, he undoubtedly offended the Eastern Kingdom, which was in the midst of a large-scale land reclamation project.

Enraged by the Ruri Shrine, a large number of the various branches of the wolf demon clan subsequently perished.

If it weren't for the quick surrender of an old white wolf among the northern demon wolves, the entire demon wolf clan would have been wiped out by the Great Witch.

The surviving demon wolves couldn't form a faction, so they were all assigned to Luo Shengjing's labor camp to move stones, dig ditches, and build city walls.

Among those who took action were members of the leopard cat clan who wanted to show off.

The two tribes dared not openly turn against each other, but the friction in the shadows was like a spark buried under ashes, ready to ignite at the slightest touch.

However, the cats were strong and the wolves were weak, so the demon wolf clan could only endure it and secretly accumulate strength.

While being guided by the old white wolf's wisdom in dealing with the world, they actively moved closer to the dog demon clan.

On the one hand, we strive to contribute our efforts, and on the other hand, we exchange our achievements for space for the survival of our community.

Upon hearing Luo Shengjing issue a warrant for the arrest of a monster in such a grand manner, Old White Wolf's first reaction was that something was wrong.

The second measure was to mobilize the entire tribe to defeat the baboon monster.

The power of the spirit armor is enough to elevate the status of the wolf demon clan in Rashomon.

In terms of the number of demons in Luoshengjing, they rank third, but in terms of actual strength, even the demon wolf clan cannot rank in the top eight.

Besides the dog demon clan and the leopard cat clan, there are also the thunder beast clan and the hundred ghost bat clan.

Within Rashomon, hidden dragons and crouching tigers abound!

Having been brutally beaten down by reality, Steel Teeth, knowing what he had to do, didn't engage in a verbal argument.

"Walk."

Shirokaku and Ginta, who were behind them, were delighted that no conflict had broken out, and quickly followed behind Koga.

"The old wolves are much more interesting; the young wolves these days are really boring."

Xia Lan, who had killed many old wolves, flicked her cat tail and left with the leopard cat.

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On the highest open-air platform of the main residence in Rashomon, the wind rushed in from all directions, making the copper bells on the eaves tinkle softly.

Jieluo stood by the railing, gazing at the city skyline unfolding in the distance.

Apart from the lord's mansion, Rashomon is not as well-organized as Zenkenkyo, but is filled with primitive beauty.

Extending eastward and southward along the base of the city wall is a group of caves carved into the mountainside.

Near the western corner of the city, in a low-lying area, lies a man-made marshland.

On the flat ground to the west of the city lord's mansion, there are scattered houses with walls, courtyards, doors and windows, and the wood is used neatly.

Looking at Luo Shengjing from above, it resembles an animal hide pieced together with different colors and textures, possessing both rough edges and gentle curves, chaos yet containing order and civilization.

Footsteps sounded behind her, and Jieluo turned around and looked up.

Inuyasha was walking up the platform, dressed in a magnificent crimson robe. His silver hair was pulled back by the evening breeze, revealing his clear and sharp face.

Jieluo looked Inuyasha up and down, her eyes filled with undisguised amazement.

"What kind of eyes do you have? Haven't you ever seen a handsome guy before?" Inuyasha sat cross-legged in front of the low table where dinner was laid out and waved to her.

Dog has been going back and forth between Rashomon and Ruri Shrine for years, treating both equally.

Occasionally, a few monsters would be thrown into the Well of Bones, and the monster corpses were discovered to have traveled through time, but the monsters themselves remained unchanged.

However, this subtly made Inuyasha sense a different kind of fluctuation.

"Who can blame him when the young master is so handsome?"

Jieluo responded with a charming laugh, and began to think to herself—it's true that changing clothes can change a person, I should also change my clothes.

The waistline should be more defined, and the neckline... well, the neckline could be a little lower, and the bottom a little shorter, anyway, the half-demon likes it.

As the female monster was thinking, her feet stepped out before her thoughts could even process them.

She walked a few steps to Inuyasha, then leaned forward and fell into his arms.

Her arms naturally wrapped around the half-demon's neck, and she tilted her head back, her eyes sparkling.

"Tsk tsk, dressed like that, he's probably going to have a bunch of female fans tomorrow."

As Jieluo spoke, he glanced at a pot of sake on the low table and reached out to hook it.

With a flick of the fingertip, the wine poured into the glass, creating a delicate ripple.

Jieluo picked up his wine glass, brought the rim to his lips, tilted his head back, and took a sip of wine.

He then turned his head slightly, brought his face close to Inuyasha's, released his hand from around Inuyasha's neck, and instead grabbed the back of Inuyasha's neck, bringing the distance between them to almost zero.

The warm sake flowed from his lips, carrying the slight spiciness and sweetness of the sake, and slowly seeped into Inuyasha's throat along with their intertwined breaths.

The cup slipped from her fingers and gently tapped on the stone slab, making a crisp sound.

The evening breeze passed between the two, causing the stray hairs on their foreheads to sway slightly.