From a Zhengyi Taoist Child to a Master of All Laws

Chapter 184 Tian Cong Yun Sword
The first week was a normal cultural exchange announced internationally. None of the Chinese Xiantian showed up. Instead, Xie Yu took over and led the delegation to visit museums across Shuchuan.

The leader is Suzuki Mina. In addition to being a high-ranking official at Yatagarasu, she is also an internationally renowned historian known as the "Scholarly Beauty Witch". She also has a large number of fans in China.
After bidding farewell to the enthusiastic fans and returning to the hotel, before turning on the lights, a male voice was heard from inside the room.

"Suzuki, I didn't expect you to be so popular among the Chinese. I saw you seem to be enjoying yourself in the museum in China these days."

Suzuki Mina smiled and turned on the light. A middle-aged man with a crew cut was sitting on the sofa, wiping a strange sword in his hand with a white cloth.

Seeing the sword clearly, Suzuki's pupils shrank, and then he smiled seductively: "I didn't expect that the old man would be willing to give you the Ame-no-Kurosakumo sword. Where is your original Sparrow Demon?"

"Sparrow demon? It's not worthy of me. I have passed it on to Prince Kitashirakawa."

Qichuan Feng stroked the sword in his hand with his fingers, a satisfied smile on his face.

The sword of Ame-no-Musakumo, often also known as the "Kusanagi Sword", is a sacred weapon in Japanese mythology that has been passed down since the Age of Gods. Legend has it that it was the sword that emerged from the tail of the Yamata-no-Orochi when Susanoo slew it. It had been kept in the royal family before being passed down to Dogibe Daigo, and eventually came into his hands.

Sheathing the sword, Qichuan Feng looked at Suzuki Mina with dissatisfaction: "I hope you can understand that we came to China not for tourism, but to find out the situation of the Chinese cultivation world."

"How do you know I'm not gathering intelligence normally?"

Suzuki Mina didn't care about the dissatisfaction in Qichuan Feng's eyes at all. She opened a bottle of Louis Lafite on the counter, swayed the scarlet wine in the glass, and then walked to the window seductively.

"Qianchuan, have you watched the video I sent you? What do you think?"

Qi Chuanfeng snorted coldly: "It's just a trick with some disguises, it's nothing."

"Why is Qichuan-kun so confident? You and I both know that to be able to control such a large-scale vision so clearly and realistically, this person's ability to control qi has reached an incredible level. He is a great master."

"So what? With this sword, I am confident that I can defeat him!"

Suzuki Mina shook her wine glass and chuckled, "What if we face the man who struck the shrine that day?"

Qichuan Feng was silent for a long time.

"You won't know until you fight it."

Suzuki Mina shook her head and threw a document to Qichuan Feng with her left hand.

"According to the information collected by the society in China, their official monk organization is called Dao League, with its headquarters in Qingcheng Mountain in Shuchuan. The president is named Qi Qiansu. His strength is unknown, but he is definitely not inferior to Da Wu. In addition, there are four people in Dao League who are suspected to have the strength of Da Wu."

"Five great crows?"

Dawu is the rank name in Sakura Country, which is equivalent to Xiantian in China.

There is also Wu under it, which means having power beyond that of ordinary people, which is equivalent to the general term for Yinqi and Qiling in China.

Qi Chuanfeng stroked the hilt of the sword, a trace of disdain flashing across his face. China is a vast country with rich resources, but there are only five Great Crows with such unique conditions. It is really a waste of this blessed land.

It's a pity that we lost eighty years ago. If...

"I didn't say there are only five Dawu in China." These right-wing militarists are all crazy. Suzuki Mina knew what Qichuan Feng was thinking, and frowned and said, "Our intelligence organization is not progressing smoothly in China. This is just the data we have detected from the Dao Alliance so far."

"They also have forces called the Special Bureau and Mount Wutai. They are very low-key and we cannot gather any useful intelligence from them. But we can be sure that Dawu is also in charge."

Suzuki Mina paused, with a look of fear on her face: "In addition to these three, there seems to be another force in China. This force is even more hidden than the Special Bureau. We don't even know its name."

Qichuan Feng sneered: "Suzuki, are you scared?"

"I'm just being cautious."

"Hmph!" Qi Chuanfeng stood up and raised the sword in his hand high: "The Great Crows don't win by numbers. The old man gave me this sword so that I can kill all the Great Crows of China and destroy the Chinese cultivation world!"

His face was cold, and he pointed his scabbard at Suzuki Mina: "Stop doing this meaningless tour, we need to get down to business right away. Contact Xie Yu immediately for the next step of the competition. I want to chop off Qi Qiansu's head and offer it to the heroic spirits at the shrine!"

Suzuki Mina's expression was angry, and the seductiveness on her face faded. She put down the glass goblet in her hand with a bang:

"Qichuan-kun, our original plan was just to gather intelligence, and sparring was just one of the methods. We didn't intend to fight to the death with the Chinese cultivation world!!"

"Besides, we haven't even found the master who knows thunder magic yet. It would be extremely disadvantageous for us to start a conflict!"

"I've said before, you think China is too powerful." Qi Chuanfeng's eyes flashed with a faint light: "I will deal with that person personally if he comes out. The most effective way to guess their strength is the sword in my hand."

"You will regret this."

"I have already made up my mind to die for the Emperor." The shadow of a small purple snake appeared between Suzuki Mina's eyebrows, and its weird vertical pupils stared coldly at Qichuan Feng.

Suzuki Mina's expression was serious: "Tsuruta Ken and Watanabe Yoshiaki from the Military Secret Department have not returned to the team since yesterday. Where did you arrange for them to go?"

"Just do your job. I don't need to report the affairs of the Military Secret Department to you."

"Don't be stupid, this is their territory!"

"I am clear."

Qichuan Feng walked to the door: "Hurry up and end this stupid sightseeing tour, Tian Kusanagi can't wait to taste the blood of the Chinese big crow!"

After saying that, Qichuan Feng slammed the door and walked out without even looking back.

Suzuki Mina was furious and threw the bottle of Louis Lafite to the ground, covering the floor with wine.

She knew that Qichuan Feng looked down on China in his heart, and he visited the shrine every day hoping for the rise and restoration of the empire, but she didn't expect that this time he got the sword of Ama-no-Kuromo, which magnified his ambition and arrogance countless times.
"Idiot! Do you think the old man gave you the sword so that you can kill people? With your faction, you will be on the kill list once you enter the Chinese territory. The sword of Ama-no-Kurosakumo was given to you to protect a fool like you!"
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Up and down Laojun Mountain, two men in black, one thin and one fat, were scurrying through the long grass like snakes and rats. They were extremely fast yet very secretive.

Watanabe Yoshiaki's fat body trembled: "Tsuruta-kun, why is the moon so big tonight?"

Upon hearing this, the tall and thin Ken Tsuruta frowned and looked at the moon in the sky.

"This is indeed a problem. If the Chinese find out that something is missing, they will definitely check all the nodes in the city. It's a bit troublesome for us to go back to the hotel now."

The moonlight tonight is so bright that the entire Laojun Mountain is covered with a layer of silver.

Tsuruta Ken thought for a moment, then continued, "I think there are so many families in China, why don't we find a remote place, occupy a house, and contact Dawu to pick us up first."

Ken Tsuruta had a thin face, and even though he was talking about murder and robbery, his expression was still quite approachable.

Watanabe Kiaki said, "Mr. Tsuruta's plan is brilliant." He was delighted and spoke a little louder.

Ken Tsuruta proudly checked the bag around his waist. The bag was bulging and he didn't know what was in it.

"I didn't expect them to be so stupid as to place this thing openly in the hall. We succeeded in one go!"

Tsuruta Ken continued to move forward, but Watanabe Yoshiaki's body behind him suddenly froze, his eyes rolled up, the fat on his face twitched, and white foam came out of his mouth.

Not seeing Watanabe catching up, Tsuruta Ken yelled in dissatisfaction: "Idiot, hurry up, there's no time." As he said that, he turned around and pulled Watanabe Yoshiaki's clothes.

Tsuruta Ken's hands were held firmly in mid-air, and a deep voice came from behind him. Tsuruta Ken turned his head and saw Watanabe's eyes were frighteningly cold.

"Watanabe-kun, what do you mean...ah——" Before he could finish his words, Watanabe Yoshiaki kicked Tsuruta in the lower abdomen.

"Bakayaru!!" Curled up on the ground with veins exposed on his face, Tsuruta roared and stabbed at Watanabe with a dagger.

Tsuruta had obviously received professional training. Despite the severe pain in his lower abdomen, he was still able to stab with the dagger in an orderly manner. However, to his surprise, Watanabe, with his fat body, was able to easily dodge the attack.

While he was puzzled, the dagger in Tsuruta Ken's hand had been taken away by Watanabe.

Watanabe threw the dagger away, grabbed Tsuruta's wrist and exerted force. Thick red liquid gushed out instantly, and the white bone stumps were exposed in the air eerily.

Tsuruta screamed, and his arms drooped limply. Watanabe kicked him again, and Tsuruta fell to the ground wailing and crying.

After dealing with Tsuruta Ken, Watanabe Yoshiaki rolled his eyes and fell limply to the ground.

"I never thought that my treasure would be covered in dust and coveted by a mad dog in the wild."

After a moment, an old Taoist holding a puppet came down to the two of them with a sullen face.

Chen Xiyan went up and kicked him again, and Hetian Jianshima, who was still wailing, fainted.

He took the bag and was about to open it to see what was inside when a masked man slowly walked towards him under the moonlight.

At this time, the moon was as bright as day. Suddenly, a masked figure walked out of the path. Chen Xiyan was stunned at first, thinking that the person was not friendly. He held the talisman tightly in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, which lineage of master are you from?"

The tone of voice on the other side was strange and a little crazy. Chen Xiyan couldn't understand what he was saying. He only saw him slowly pulling out a sword from behind...

(End of this chapter)