Crossover: A Different Inuyasha

"It's down."

After observing for a while, Abe no Seimei put away the unsuccessful talisman and said, "Great demon from another world, you've come to the wrong place."

He made a hand seal with his fingertips inside his sleeve, and the air around him suddenly froze.

Twelve dark golden arcs of light emanated from beneath his feet, like a ignited Dharma wheel, spinning, spreading, and splitting on the ground—wherever each arc of light landed, a figure emerged from the void.

The Twelve Divine Generals.

Some were clad in armor, some wielded long swords, some were coiled like snakes atop rock pillars, and others had wings spread to block out the sunlight, hovering in mid-air and looking down below.

Each one was enveloped in a thick and solid spiritual energy fluctuation, some as blazing as a burning wind, others as cold as an abyss.

Like twelve pillars driven into hell, they suppressed the aura within a radius of a hundred feet, each one no less than the [Sun Wheel Celestial Phenomenon] realm!

Among them, the most imposing has undoubtedly reached the realm of a great demon and a "celestial being incarnate"!

Abe no Seimei stood behind the array of shikigami, his robes fluttering slightly. His gaze passed over the figures of those shikigami and calmly fell upon Touya-oh.

"However, now that you're here, there's no need to leave. You and the world behind you will fall into my hands."

"You?"

"With me!"

Touya-o lost interest in speaking.

He simply raised his hand, ready to swing the knife.

The Congyun Fang emitted a low hum in his palm, and the dark red light on the blade suddenly became as intense as molten gold.

His silver hair and robes were tinged with a scorching blood-red aura.

The next instant, the blade flashed, neither fast nor slow.

The first strike landed on the armored shikigami that was the first to pounce.

The shikigami crossed its arms in front of it, and a golden defensive barrier appeared on the surface of its armor.

The moment the sword energy of the Prison Dragon Break touched the barrier, it was like a red-hot iron cone piercing thin wax.

A crack appeared in the center of the barrier, and then the entire defense shattered into countless golden fragments.

The blade flashed incessantly, slicing into the shoulder and neck of the armored shikigami, splitting its massive body in two.

The shattered spiritual energy turned into golden dust that scattered across the sky, only to be blown away without a trace by the hellish heat in the blink of an eye.

The shikigami, shaped like a snake, coiled around from the side. Touya-oh did not stop, and with a backhand slash, he severed its waist. Dark red hellfire spread upwards along the snake scales from the severed wound, burning the remains and the scattered spiritual energy into ashes.

The winged shikigami swooped down from the sky, its claws coated in icy light.

Douya Wang leaped into the air, his blade slicing a semi-circle in mid-air, severing the wings and head together. The severed body fell into the lava fissure below, sending sparks flying several meters high.

One by one.

Like a lamp blown out by the wind.

The figures of the twelve shikigami dissipated one by one.

It might shatter into countless fragments of light, burn into charred remains that fall into the abyss, or have its spiritual energy disintegrate into nothingness after being slashed in the throat.

With his sword in hand, Touya passed through the light and mist left behind when the last shikigami dissipated and stood before Abe no Seimei.

The tip of Cong Yunya's blade was already at the throat of the Great Onmyoji.

The dark red light flowing along the blade cast a thin, warm-colored streak on his chin, like the shadow cast by a guillotine that had not yet fallen.

Abe no Seimei was no longer at ease.

When the first of the Twelve Heavenly Generals was easily killed, he began to cast a spell, but all his powerful spells were useless against the blade.

Touya-o had no intention of engaging in verbal sparring. With a flash of light, his blade pierced through Abe no Seimei's wrist, severing his nascent self-defense and escape technique at the very starting point of the spiritual energy flow.

The second cut was devoid of any fancy moves; it was simply a straight forward thrust, the tip piercing through Abe no Seimei's chest and protruding an inch from his back.

The hellfire flowing along the blade spread outwards from the wound, and Abe no Seimei faded away like a handful of ashes scattered by the wind.

The strongest yokai in "Nura: Rise of the Yokai Clan," the mastermind behind everything for a thousand years, was unexpectedly kicked to death by a powerful yokai while still harboring unfulfilled ambitions.

"Young people these days really don't know how to be humble at all."

Toga sheathed his sword and released Leiming, who had witnessed the entire event. "Your body is destroyed. Now follow me and tell me—what has Inuyasha been up to all these years?"

Lei Ming bowed slightly in mid-air, revealing utmost solemnity and respect.

"Yes, Your Majesty, Lord Touya."

The vast sea of ​​clouds surged and rolled like cotton, layer upon layer stretching to the horizon. Sunlight poured down through the gaps in the clouds, dyeing the entire sky a soft, warm gold.

Deep within the sea of ​​clouds, a magnificent and majestic celestial palace stands tall, its eaves soaring like crane wings, its glazed tiles shimmering with a warm, iridescent glow under the light, and its vermilion pillars and white jade steps complementing each other.

The plaza of the main hall of the Heavenly Palace is wide and spacious, surrounded by white jade railings on all sides, beyond which lies an endless sea of ​​clouds.

On the jade steps and throne in front of the palace, a figure leaned against a long couch covered with brocade, his long eyelashes lowered, as if taking a nap.

She wore a magnificent and flowing robe, the fabric of which was calm yet luxurious, and shimmered with fine, dark patterns in the sunlight.

Her long, silver-white hair was tied into twin ponytails and styled into an elegant Hime cut, revealing a crescent moon mark on her forehead and demon markings on both sides of her cheeks, inherited from the direct line of the dog demon clan.

Her face was dignified and graceful, with a captivating nobility emanating from within. Even when she was resting with her eyes closed, her charm was undeniable.

She had her eyes closed, but suddenly, those eyes covered by long eyelashes moved slightly, and then slowly opened.

The golden pupils reflected the light of the sky and the shadows of the clouds, and the shimmering light in their eyes was like a pool of spring water touched by the wind.

She slightly raised her hand, her fingertips picking up a string of precious jade beads hanging from her neck.

Those were the Netherworld Stones given to her by the Dog General, strung together with warm, jade-like beads, hanging down her slender neck to her chest, gleaming with a restrained and serene luster in the sunlight.

As her fingertips caressed the surface of the precious jade, she sensed a subtle yet distinct change within the stone.

The old dog that once stayed in the Netherworld and refused to leave is gradually fading away, as if it has been uprooted from its place of long-term residence and is drifting away in some unknown direction.

The beautiful woman's lips curved into a smile, a playful chuckle escaping from them like a dewdrop sliding across the edge of a petal.

"...So this bastard has finally decided to leave the Netherworld?"

Lingyue Fairy put down the Netherworld Stone, her gaze passing over the white jade railing to the surging sea of ​​clouds on the horizon.

The sunlight cast golden lines on the edges of the clouds, making her profile appear soft and serene.

She paused for a moment, then sighed softly, "...Did he go to chase after his Izayoi?"

Lingyue Fairy lowered her eyes, her fingertips twirling the fine, dark embroidery on her cuff. Her voice was so low it was almost a soliloquy, as if she were asking Yunhai, or perhaps asking herself.

"What do Sesshomaru and I mean to him...?"

The question remained unanswered, hanging in the wind. Only the bronze bells on the eaves of the Heavenly Palace were stirred by the air currents, emitting a few clear and delicate sounds, as if giving a perfunctory response on behalf of someone.

A series of light and hurried footsteps came from below the steps. A servant stopped a few steps below the jade steps, clasped his hands in front of him, and bowed respectfully.

"Lord Lingyue, the Eastern Kingdom has sent New Year's invitations as usual this year. Should we, according to tradition, decline them on their behalf?"

Ever since Rashomon first held its New Year's banquet, Inuyasha has sent a visiting card every year without fail, rain or shine.

In the first few years, the post was delivered to the Heavenly Palace through Sesshomaru.

Later, Sesshomaru found it troublesome, so he simply summoned several dog demons from the Heavenly Palace to reside permanently in the Eastern Country, thus officially establishing a passage between the dog demon clans on both sides.

From then on, the visiting cards were delivered directly to the Heavenly Palace by the dog demon each year, placed on the desk, and then stored in the storeroom.

Lingyue Fairy has never been there.

She lowered her eyes, tapped her fingertips twice on the armrest of the couch, her voice carrying a casual and nonchalant tone.

"Go."

The attendant responded with a "Yes," and habitually bowed, preparing to leave.

But as soon as he stood up, those two words actually reached his ears, and he stopped moving.

"……Um?!"

When the servant raised his head and met Lingyue Xianji's unsmiling eyes, he shivered and immediately prostrated himself on the ground.

The majesty of the dog queen was even more deeply ingrained in the hearts of the dog demons than that of the dog generals who cared for the world and conquered all directions.

Lingyue Fairy rested her chin on her hand, leaning lazily against the armrest of the long couch. Her face, which was as dignified as an empress, had a faint smile on it, like a peony slowly unfolding in the sunlight, each petal exuding innate elegance.

"I've never seen Izayoi's child before, I'm really looking forward to it."

“Even Sesshomaru abandons his old mother every year to attend banquets. Tsk, raising children to provide for old age is probably just a way to keep them from getting old.”

"Could it be that I've really reached the age where I'm old and unattractive, and no one wants me anymore?"

Her tone was nonchalant.

But to the servant's ears, that light, self-pitying tone was like a thunderbolt—he had served Lingyue Fairy for hundreds of years and had never heard her mention him in such a tone.

He dared not listen any longer, quickly lowered his head to suppress the shock on his face, replied "Yes, sir," and turned to leave.

The hurried footsteps faded into the distance under the corridor, disappearing between the palace gates deep in the sea of ​​clouds.

Lingyue Fairy leaned back on the soft pillows of the long couch, slowly suppressing the smile on her lips, her fingertips resting on the Netherworld Stone in front of her chest.

She applied a little force, and a very soft, crisp sound came from the center of the stone surface.

The cracks spread rapidly along the surface of the jade, as fine as a spider web.

Just before the cracks were about to cover the entire surface of the stone, Fairy Lingyue released her hand again—a faint light rose from the depths of the stone's core, traveled along the direction of the cracks, and gradually healed the cracks wherever it passed.

In the blink of an eye, it was restored to its original state, without leaving a trace.

"It really is a tough thing."

The beautiful woman chuckled softly.

Chapter 81 Not suitable for children: The resurrected leopard cat lord

In the autumn of the eleventh year of the Eastern Kingdom, dusk fell earlier in Rashomon than in the height of summer.

On the terrace at the highest point of the castle tower, the evening breeze made the copper bells on the eaves tinkle softly.

After a busy day, the monsters began their own leisure activities.

Looking down from the terrace, the lake in the distance was shimmering with light.

The deep blue, light green, and pale purple fluorescent lights slowly rose from the bottom of the water, like lamps lifted by the ripples, turning the entire lake surface into a shimmering mirror.

Dozens of aquatic monsters rose from the bottom of the lake. Some were long and slender like carp, their scales shimmering with silver light in the fluorescent glow; others were half-human and half-fish, their waists submerged in the water, their outstretched arms creating ripples.

There were also slightly larger water sprites floating in the middle of the water, slapping the surface with their long tails, and the splashes they stirred up condensed into various shapes in mid-air—sometimes transforming into birds spreading their wings, and sometimes gathering into lotus flowers blooming.

Each water curtain, illuminated by fluorescent light, appears to be coated with a flowing rainbow.

The lakeside was even more lively.

The monsters on land sat in circles of varying sizes by the lake, and bonfires lit up one after another.

Flames licked the meat skewers on the sticks, the sizzling sound of dripping oil mingling with the clinking of wine bowls and boisterous laughter, carried high into the sky by the evening breeze.

Several beautiful fox spirit girls were dancing around a bonfire, their fox tails swaying gently with the rhythm of the spinning dance, like tassels warmed by the firelight.

Occasionally, a young girl would look up at the castle tower, her eyes filled with a faint sense of anticipation.

Inside the castle tower, Inuyasha leaned against a soft tatami mat, his upper body bare, his strong physique revealing smooth and solid lines in the candlelight.

At that moment, a slender figure was curled up in his arms—Changpu.

The adorable wolf girl pressed her upper body against the half-demon's chest, her breathing even and deep, her long, butterfly-like eyelashes casting a faint shadow on her cheek.

His face was exceptionally peaceful in his sleep, like a calamus flower that had struggled for a long time in a storm and was finally able to catch its breath, blooming quietly on his chest.

A fluffy wolf tail drooped down her side, resting on her thighs which were pressed together.

Inuyasha had one arm around Ayame's shoulder and the other hand gently stroking the top of her head, watching the water demon's performance through the water mirror technique.

With a thought, the image in the water mirror would shift to the demon girls on the shore.

Youthful and lively, hot and beautiful, petite and cute—all kinds of beauties emerge one after another, like a swarm of locusts crossing a river.

Whenever Inuyasha wanted, he could summon them for a lively and detailed academic discussion.

As for what to learn, just ask the calamus, who is fast asleep with tears in her eyes.