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Chapter 311 This is not a hero's story, but my legend.
"It's all thanks to my exceptional skill in training shikigami that I was able to let Ran temporarily take my place and steal a moment from my busy schedule to attend this banquet," said Yakumo Yukari.

Recently, the conflict between humans and yokai has been escalating. One after another, troublemakers among the yokai have emerged who oppose the establishment of Gensokyo and are preparing to wage war against humans again. Yukari Yakumo is hesitant to take direct action due to her status, but if a powerful yokai were to come from another world, they would not be detected by any yokai.

She had already made a plan. If Jagi didn't come, Esdeath could... no, maybe even better. Two years ago, she was already at the "quasi-mad" level, and now her strength had reached an unimaginable level. Moreover, unlike Jagi, she hadn't left any trace in her world. After killing the demon, she could directly replenish her strength.

Besides, Esdeath has been quite bored lately, so having her perform a scene of "Esdeath preparing to challenge the strong in Gensokyo" would be quite interesting.

However, her first choice was still Jacques.

"What are your next plans?"

Jagi chewed on the Happy Chicken he had snatched from Yakumo Yukari, and replied indistinctly, a thoughtful look flashing in his eyes. He had already accomplished one of his goals, but the other one was still unachieved.

Two seconds later, he decided to call his master, Long Quan, and all his fellow disciples to discuss what to do in the future.

Rao was accompanied by Rena, Kenshiro by Yulia, and Toki was accompanied by... well, a young man who looked somewhat like him; he must be Amoeba.

"cough."

Toki glanced at his older brother and younger brother, each surrounded by beautiful women, and Jagi, who was surrounded by an overwhelming number of beautiful girls. Then he looked at the bewildered Amoeba behind him and began to question his existence.

Everyone here is practicing martial arts and preparing to save the world, so why are there so many beautiful girls around you?
What's wrong with me? Why do I feel like I'm the only one who can't do it?
Jagi felt there was something familiar about what he was saying. He shook his head, put Yanzhu off his shoulder, and then suppressed a laugh:
"These things probably depend on talent... Hmm, how about I introduce you to a shrine maiden later? Her clothes and appearance might be a bit strange, but her personality should be quite good."

Even without looking, Jia Ji knew that his expression was definitely 10 or even 90% infuriating.

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Toch remained silent, only clenching his fists.

"So, what exactly did Brother Jagi want to see us about?" Kenjiro asked curiously. His girlfriend was now a big star and was about to enjoy the envious and jealous looks from Shin, Chongzuo, Longya, Fudo, Xiuling, and so on, when he was summoned by his third brother.

"Well, let me ask you... let me ask you what you want to do in the future, what you plan to do?" Jagi said, looking at them, who were tired but still full of energy.

Yes, the world is at peace now.

Having achieved their lifelong goal, what should these inheritors of the Assassination Fist, who took it upon themselves to protect the world, do next?

Although destiny has receded from them, each of them, except for Jagi, still possesses the power to disrupt the world on their own. Only the three of them possess such power from different dimensions.

They are roughly at the same level as the current Four Heavenly Kings of the Ghost Clan, having just entered the "Berserker Rank". Well, I don't mean to insult the Ghost Kings, I'm just using them as examples.

Kenshiro, whose every strike can instantly kill his enemies and make all his opponents repent; Toki, who has mastered the secrets of the Western Dipper, the Northern Dipper, and even the Heavenly Dipper; and Raoh, the King of No Regrets, who has never had any regrets in his life and has been bravely improving until now... Each of them is ridiculously strong, ridiculously strong.

The three of them had already shattered their original fates with their fists, so there was no need for them to continue fighting. What path would they choose from now on? Even the retired Dragon Fist couldn't help but feel curious.

The best decision he ever made was teaching these disciples, but now he doesn't understand where their future lies.

"Hmm, maybe after I perfect the life-saving secret technique, I'll open a clinic with Amoeba..."

Toki said somewhat helplessly, "As for me, I'd like to open a massage parlor or a tailor shop with Julia. I'm quite confident about that." The young man with black hair and black eyes seemed a little uncertain, but that's understandable; it's normal for someone his age to feel lost about the future.

Yulia didn't speak, but gazed tenderly at her lover. Their hands were clasped tightly together, never letting go from the beginning. However, the dowry that Cimuxing brought from Nandou was probably enough for Kenjiro to live off her for the rest of his life.

Finally, it was Rao, this man who was always as taciturn as steel, who uttered two words without any hesitation:
"The musician."

Jia Ji was taken aback, and began to doubt whether he was hallucinating.

If Rao doesn't seize this opportunity to unify the world, become the supreme ruler of Earth, and establish an empire, then is he still Rao?
Of course, if that's the case, although they are also of the lower level of the Madness, "Great Earth Jagi," who resides in the Holy Spirit and can reach the middle level of the Madness at any time, will probably have to put on a show of "brotherly love and respect," and "there is no older brother stronger than the younger brother"—the strongest brotherly battle on earth.

He looked more closely at Rao's cold face.

"It seems to be true?"

Did you fall in love with music after just one concert?

Bard Raoh, why am I having such a dream? Jagi even had the illusion that if this were the world of Uma Musume Girls, Raoh would immediately join Treson and sign the Black King.

No one is born an emperor (except for the Holy Emperor), born with the desire to rule the world. If given a choice, Rao might also want to live a peaceful life.

"how about you?"

Beidou's eldest son's eyes narrowed, and he asked in return.

He understood perfectly well that even if humans understood each other at this point, it would only last for a very short time. Humans would still be a race that would hurt each other. Perhaps the best choice would be to let Jagi lead humanity forward in the future.

"Let me be the emperor of the land?"

Jagi jolted awake, regaining some composure: "Me? At this moment, you must be joking, right?"

He briefly imagined what he might do—start by creating some amazing gadgets from the Information Integration Thought Entity to improve human life, then get so carried away that he can't stop, and eventually it becomes, "Wow, the whole world is like To Love-Ru!" "That's right, the card game has been going on for nineteen years without dawn, and that's what I did!"

That won't work!

After imagining it for a moment, Jagi quickly dismissed the idea. "I'm only in my early twenties, and I plan to go on a grand adventure to another world... I feel it would be better to let a super AI lead humanity and directly transform the worldview into a paradise of humanity."

He looked at Dragon Fist and finally revealed his true intentions, which were his second target.

"I want to become the 64th generation rightful successor of Hokuto Shinken!"

That's right, the world has been saved, yet the true successor to Fist of the North Star still hasn't been chosen. Namo San, how utterly merciless...

“Then…” Dragon Fist nodded nonchalantly, and Jagi also revealed an overwhelmingly confident smile.

"Wait, I have a problem with this!!" x3
(End of this chapter)