Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

Over the years, he had sensed this fluctuation several times, but it was always like a door that was bolted shut from the inside, giving him no response.

Inuyasha realized that sycophants never get what they deserve, and that once you have power, you have to be tougher.

A tangible spiritual force surged forth from the sea of ​​consciousness and fiercely penetrated the depths of the Divine Tree.

The consciousness that had been silent, hiding, and refusing to respond suddenly trembled.

A panicked voice burst from the heart of the tree, like a bird sleeping soundly in its nest whose roof had been ripped off, leaving it too frantic to even fold its feathers.

"Inuyasha, what do you want to do?"

Inuyasha scoffed, "What are you doing? I'm doing you!"

"I greeted you a few years ago, but you didn't say a word, playing dead quite convincingly. What, you're not pretending anymore now?"

The branches and leaves of the sacred tree rustled for a while, and it knew that it had nowhere to retreat—its roots went deep into the ground, hundreds of feet deep, and it was impossible to move.

Since it couldn't escape, it resigned itself to its fate and said helplessly.

"I am just a tree. I can't do what you're thinking."

In recent years, Inuyasha has been muttering a lot, and the sacred tree knows what the half-demon is thinking.

In recent years, Inuyasha has often muttered under the tree, and although the sacred tree never responds, it remembers every single word.

He repeated phrases like "apex crossing," "gateway to time," and "the vast universe of stars and seas" over and over again.

It's just a tree that has become a spirit!

How will you know if you don't try?

Inuyasha crossed his arms, his concentrated spiritual energy transforming into a large, eerie blue hand that rapidly stirred within the tree trunk.

Unable to escape, the sacred tree could only watch helplessly as it was grabbed by a giant hand and its soul was forcibly extracted from its body.

"Inuyasha!"

Faced with harsh reality, the sacred tree let out a scream of surrender.

"I can try for you, but you should also be prepared that it might be a one-way trip!"

"What do you mean, 'your help'? Do you think I'm some kind of saint who would choose to lose half the battle after surrendering?"

Inuyasha casually lowered his eyes, his gaze falling on the pale green soul of the sacred tree. "It is your honor to become my servant and receive such great training."

His spiritual power surged forth once more.

Source energy condensed in his palm into a dark golden rune, with fine lines growing outwards along the edge of the rune, like a blooming branded flower.

After it was formed, the mark left his palm and fell toward the soul of the Divine Tree.

"Inuyasha, let's talk this over. I'm willing to cooperate completely!"

The Divine Tree, held firmly in the half-demon's mental power, realized that begging for mercy was useless and became ruthless. "Aren't you afraid that by humiliating me like this, you won't be able to go back when you travel through time?"

There are two types of time travel. One is a passive spacetime effect, which throws the monster corpses in the Well of Bones into other spacetimes.

Another type is the active ability of the Sacred Tree, which can guide people to other dimensions.

"What are you mumbling about?"

But Inuyasha ignored the barking and ravings of the sacred tree, and the lotus rune landed on its soul, like a red-hot stamp pressed onto a soft wax surface.

Dark gold patterns spread outward from the point of contact, circled the edge of the soul's outline, and then sank into the depths, like a lotus flower taking root and settling down.

Inuyasha sensed it.

The moment the lotus mark settled, he was able to sense the flow of thought of the Divine Tree.

The feedback from the imprint was clear and straightforward—full of malice, as if it wanted to throw itself into a garbage dump outside of time and space.

This branding technique was created by the witch Rita and the black witch Tsubaki; both of them had boundless energy when it came to doing evil.

Of course, no one gets up early without a reason, and they were also promised a reward of spirit dresses by Inuyasha.

"okay."

Inuyasha clapped his hands, a smile playing on his lips. "Now we're officially acquainted. We'll have plenty of time to talk about all the things you've been hiding."

He released the large hand formed from his spiritual power, and before the Divine Tree could react, he flipped his palm over again. "But before that, I'll give you something good."

Azure flames ignited, their light spreading and enveloping the sacred wood.

Fine, dark blue lines climbed, coiled, and coalesced along the outline of the soul, eventually forming a fixed shape.

A mirror about the size of a palm, oval in shape, with smooth edges and a surface that gleams with a luster between emerald green and deep blue.

The inside of the mirror is completely empty.

It does not reflect sunlight, nor does it cast human shadows.

Only countless tiny particles of light flow within it, like a galaxy compressed into a small space, slowly rotating.

Unique Spirit Gear: Mirror of Time.

It can absorb the energy of other worlds and, when the energy of spacetime is fully accumulated, actively open a door to the other side.

Or, through daily accumulation, one can open a passage to a parallel universe.

"As expected, the inherent spirit armor reflects one's innate abilities, and youkai are naturally gifted in this regard."

Chapter 78 The Application of Fear and Contracted Beasts, the Five-Person Transmigration Group

"A portal between two worlds... If my guess is correct, it should be usable in this way."

Inuyasha grasped the Mirror of Time, which shimmered with starlight, and poured the magic power from his source into it.

The magic originating from the [Failed Knight] immediately connected with the mirror, like a pebble thrown into a deep pool, creating ripples that spread outwards. In a subtle way, a connection was established with another world.

"Sure enough!"

Inuyasha's mind stirred, and he immediately withdrew his magic and used Fear.

He has already reached the pinnacle of the demon realm through two fusions of "other self" and "other self".

Looking across the world, even if Sesshomaru and Toga were to team up against him in a doubles match, the half-demon could still utter the words: "At the pinnacle of demons, I reign supreme in the world."

But that's not enough, far from enough.

Beyond the pinnacle of power, there are even higher peaks—who knows what kind of monsters will be born when spirit armor becomes widespread!

"There's no rush to go to the world of 'The Failed Knight,' but I'd like to explore the world of 'Nurarihyon no Yori Dango.'"

"The sheer size of modern society is something that Dongguo cannot compare to."

Once Inuyasha made up his mind, the power of fear surged into the mirror like a tidal wave.

The faith and spirit of a nation, imbued with a profound sense of reality, poured into that flowing nebula.

The light particles on the mirror surface began to rotate faster, stretching and extending into a stable portal outline, suspended above the ground, its edges emitting flickering light.

Inuyasha withdrew his hand and looked at the passage he had opened himself. "Next, I should find someone to scout ahead."

Whether the power of the spirit armor can truly enable travel between the two worlds remains to be seen.

If the "advertisement" does not match the actual product, and it becomes a huge joke, then it will be more than just a matter of losing face.

There's even a possibility that they might go but never return.

Inuyasha would never allow the explorers to take away such a precious treasure as the Mirror of Time.

At the same time, there is also the crucial factor of the Sacred Tree, even though the soul was controlled by the silver-haired half-demon and turned into a tool tree.

But if it is determined to perish together with Inuyasha, it will fight to the death to make sure Inuyasha has a good time.

Given the current binding force of the lotus mark, it's not necessarily possible to completely suppress it.

After all, that brand didn't come with any compassionate "personality correction" function.

Inuyasha would never gamble his life without being absolutely certain.

The half-demon stood under the tree, pondering the list that was gradually being drafted.

"A fierce wolf, a mountain-guarding tiger, a loyal dog, a far-sighted eagle, and an agile leopard—these are the five."

Having made up his mind, Inuyasha raised his hand and sealed the sacred tree layer by layer with the azure flames of Kagu, then put the Mirror of Time into his pocket and headed towards the shrine along the mountain path.

There was still a pile of government documents awaiting his approval, waiting for him to put pen to paper and make his final decision.

Three months later, at the main hall of Ruri Shrine.

Inuyasha leaned back in his seat, perusing the documents handed to him by the toad.

Lord Zenken, who had transformed from a tadpole into a toad, knelt at the lower end, his back ramrod straight, his voice calm and methodical.

"Lord Inuyasha, the Rashomon army officially set off yesterday under Lord Yura's orders. According to the proposed unification plan, it is expected that the entire Kanto region will be incorporated into the Eastern Kingdom's territory within six months."

The toad analyzed the reasons.

"After five years of recuperation, the granaries and treasuries of the Eastern Kingdom have reached an unprecedented level of abundance. With the current reserves, it is still more than enough to feed another 500,000 people and 2,000 demons."

"At the same time, the increased productivity and spoils gained from this campaign will further boost the wealth accumulation of the Eastern Kingdom, making its overall national strength even stronger."

Inuyasha didn't even raise an eyebrow after hearing this; he simply waved his hand.

"Then let's proceed according to plan."

"You can handle the details yourself; you don't need to ask me about everything."

"Good performance is rewarded, and mistakes are punished."

The half-demon isn't some bald guy; he's never been interested in micro-management.

Since the Nine-Nine Toad can manage the Eastern Kingdom so well and act with such composure, let him do it.

The toad bowed and said, "Thank you for your trust, sir," before leaving the hall.

Before the footsteps had completely faded away, another light and unhurried footstep came from outside the corridor.

Inuyasha turned his head, his gaze passing through the open palace gate, and saw a figure walking along the gravel path at the other end of the courtyard.

Jie Luo wore a newly tailored dark purple dress with subtle patterns. The waistline was neatly cinched, and the collar was slightly open. As she walked, the hem of the dress swayed gently, and her eyes held a hint of a smile and a touch of allure.

Like a thorny peony slowly blooming in the sunlight.

At the same time, Kikyo stopped in her tracks under the corridor on the other side of the courtyard.

The white robes and scarlet trousers looked pristine in the afternoon light. His hair was neatly tied back, his face was aloof, and his eyes were lowered.

The two met by the maple tree in the center of the courtyard. A few maple leaves fell in late autumn, passing between them and landing on the bluestone slab.

With a faint smile, Jieluo leisurely swept her gaze over Kikyo from head to toe. "So you're the shrine maiden of the secret chamber. Indeed, you are as pure and white as jade."

She pronounced the four words "secret room and Bai Jie" lightly and clearly.

After learning about Inuyasha's affair with Kaede, Kikyo, unable to bear it any longer, dragged Inuyasha to a secret room to vent her frustrations, only to be caught by Yura.

Thus, the two formed an "indissoluble" bond, and whenever they met, they were "loving each other".

Kikyo's eyelashes trembled slightly, then she raised her eyes, calmly meeting Yura's gaze, her lips curving into a graceful smile.

"Oh, so it's the concubine who's arrived."

In terms of status and position, she was indeed inferior to Kikyo. Yura gritted her teeth, covered her mouth, and chuckled softly.

Two pairs of eyes met in mid-air.

One fiery, one cold; one alluring, one serene; it seemed as if lightning was exploding in the air.

Within a few feet, the young witches who were sweeping and passing by on the corridor suddenly shivered as if an invisible, cold hand had brushed across the back of their necks.

Lan was just coming out of the corridor, carrying a stack of newly collected scriptures in her arms. When she saw two figures in the courtyard, her eyes lit up, and she unconsciously took a step towards them.

"blue--!"

With quick reflexes, Moegi grabbed her sleeve, while Shion followed from the other side.

The two men flanked her, like protecting a kitten that had strayed into a minefield, and dragged her backward without saying a word.

"Idiot, that place is too dangerous!"

Lan stumbled a couple of steps as she was pulled, the scrolls in her arms nearly slipping from her grasp. She turned around with a blank expression, "Eh? But weren't Kikyo-neechan and Yura-neechan chatting..."

"That's what you call chatting?"