Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

Fang Zuo held Tao Muxiang in his arms, letting her nipples her head against his chest and rub against him like she was digging a hole.

With his other hand, he held his phone and looked at the entropy increase data that Zhou Yuanyan had sent him.

I never imagined that I would be taken to the mountains by my master to practice Taoism before I even finished elementary school.

There's actually a day for learning now.

But the great path is vast, and all methods lead to the same destination.

After Zhou Yuanyan explained it briefly, Fang Zuo understood.

Based on Zhou Yuanyan's speculation.

He encountered those strange creatures.

The source of this ability should be deeply rooted in the unique biological nuclear reaction mechanism.

Their bodies use superheavy radioactive elements as fuel, powered by a continuous and controlled nuclear fission reaction.

The decay process of these elements releases a high-energy neutron flux, which can direct things toward decay.

If the other party is matter, then the atomic nucleus is bombarded with a neutron beam, causing the strong interaction force to temporarily fail, and the matter disintegrates from the molecular level into a plasma state.

If the other party is energy, its kinetic energy is dissipated through synchrotron radiation, eventually transforming into a stream of disordered particles.

But this ability is both a tool for survival and a racial constraint.

They cannot survive in low-radiation environments and must continuously decompose matter to maintain their nuclear reaction balance.

He said these things.

Zhou Yuanyan repeatedly explained.

If we encounter them again, we must capture some alive.

It will be of great use to the new generation of evolved humans that he and Miu Furukawa are researching.

Perhaps, the evolution of humanity will unfold in the hands of myself and Miu Furukawa.

Fang Zuo carefully considered the entropy increase law that Zhou Yuanyan had mentioned.

This ability allows one to use their divine thoughts to replace everything else.

Think of this.

Fang Zuo's soul trembled, as if trying to grasp something.

He frowned deeply; what was he missing?

And this moment.

Michaela Cohen was unusually angry.

She was still wearing her white evening gown from the banquet.

The lines of her collarbone are exquisitely beautiful.

She also had a diamond pendant hanging around her neck.

It swayed under the light.

It makes the skin look even more delicate.

Her red lips were slightly parted, gleaming with a pinkish sheen.

I don't know why, but I felt an immediate and intense dislike for the woman in my man's arms the moment I saw her.

It was as if they were born enemies.

Every glance he gave her fueled his anger.

His fists were clenched tightly.

I am not a woman who is so jealous.

The first time he met Lee Jin-hyung, the little princess of Samsung, she was burying her head in her arms next to the man's thigh.

But I didn't feel particularly angry; instead, I felt a surge of heat that made me eager to join in.

So at that time, Li Zhenxin was pushed aside.

He took her place.

But now.

This despicable woman was simply sitting on her man's lap, tilting her head back and gently kissing Fang Zuo.

I was already furious.

That vixen.
You shameless woman!!!
She showered him with kisses like raindrops from her small mouth.

She smeared saliva all over her man's skin; she'd have to wipe it clean properly later.

Just kiss.

They even gently ground it with their teeth.

I've never even touched that area before.

Still sticking out its tongue.

They are utterly shameless.
Michaela Cohen took a deep breath.

“This lady is…” Michaela Cohen smiled and took a step forward.
She still manages to control her facial expressions very well.

Kaoru Momoko ignored Michaela Cohen.

It's still twitching its cute little nose.

Like a little female dog nuzzling a truffle in the woods.

She kept rubbing against Fang Zuo's neck, greedily inhaling the scent of her man.

When she saw that Momoko Kaoruna ignored her.

Michaela Cohen's thin eyebrows were furrowed tightly.

She forced a smile.

She tried her best to maintain her elegance.

"If I'm not mistaken, Fang has been running around all these days because of you, hasn't he?" Michaela Cohen smiled knowingly.
"You've wasted a lot of Fang's time. I advise you to be more careful next time and not put yourself in danger again."

"As women, we must be smart enough. We should be an asset to men, not a burden."

After saying that, Michaela Cohen winked at Li Zhenxin.

Li Zhenxin immediately understood.

The two legs that this woman has taken over should rightfully belong to her, at least one of them.

She smiled and said, "Yes, women should have their own careers; they shouldn't just be a burden."

As she spoke, she turned around and stuck out her shapely peach-shaped buttocks, which she was very proud of, in front of Fang Zuo.

Her round, firm buttocks suddenly felt a tightness in her muscles.

It reveals a perfect shape.

She said to Kaoru Momoki, "You can go to the gym with me more often to pass the time, so it won't interfere with a man's important work."

The two of them took turns speaking.

Fang Zuo didn't speak; it wasn't his business.

Let them each display their unique abilities.

While thinking, he put one arm around Taomu Xiangzhina's slender waist.

Meanwhile, the person in question, Kaoru Momoki, trembled with her small body.

"Ah~~~!"

Suddenly, she let out a soft scream, ignoring the two women staring at her.

Instead, she buried her head in Fang Zuo's arms, whining, "Uncle, I'm so scared... Waaah... I'm so scared!"

"I get so scared just thinking about that nuclear power plant. Waaah! It was so dark and terrifying!!"

Hold me tight, I missed you so much. Your little peach almost died!

"Mwah mwah mwah"

While speaking pitifully, Taomu Xiangzhi kept burrowing her little head into Fang Zuo's chest.

Her petite body trembled incessantly, as if she were afraid.

Fang Zuo understood what she meant.

He glanced at her.

I went along with her.

He held her and kept patting her shoulders.

I kept coaxing her.

The more so.

Taomu Xiangzhina rubbed against Fang Zuo pitifully.

Michaela Cohen and Li Zhenxin stared in astonishment at this despicable woman.

Not only did they refuse to accept the attack, but they even resorted to this tactic.
hateful! ! !

This wretched woman was still nestled in the man's arms.

She turned her little face and made a funny face at herself with a smug look.

Li Zhenxin was so angry she had no choice but to glare at him with her beautiful eyes.

I really want to do dozens of leg raises right away to release the energy.

But Michaela Cohen couldn't stand it.

Her beautiful eyes lit up.

A bewitching glint flashed by.

A surge of energy pierced straight towards Taomu Xiangzhina.

Kaoru Momoko instantly noticed.

Despite her small stature, she was not one to suffer losses.

Even before she obtained the Holy Will, she never suffered a loss when she encountered Nagano Rei and Mikami Risa.

More so now.

He let out a cold laugh in Fang Zuo's arms.

A blade of light appeared in mid-air.

Cut this energy into nothingness.

"This is...it was you!!!" Michaela Cohen instantly sensed the energy of the light blade.

She finally understood why she had been so angry the moment she saw this woman.

Michaela Cohen spat out a few words through gritted teeth: "It's you. It's you bunch of traitors."

She waved her hand.

An energy enveloped the room.

"Hand over your psionic will, you shameful traitor."

As Taomu Xiangzhi felt this energy, the Holy Will within her was activated.

He inexplicably felt a urge to hate the woman in front of him.

She jumped out of Fang Zuo's arms.

A tattered black cloak fluttered slowly behind him.

A blade of light slowly pierced out from her hand.

The blade tip constantly pulsed, piercing through space.

Fang Zuo watched as the two men, who were about to start a fight, drew their swords.

He frowned.

This scene seems familiar.

Just as he was about to speak.

His soul was shaken and he was restless.

A scene resurfaced in my mind.

Inside the sleeping quarters, which were built of white jade.

Wisps of smoke rose from the gilded incense burner.

Amidst the sheer curtains.

He was naked from the waist up, his head resting on the lap of a stunningly beautiful and aloof woman.

The woman's white silk dress had a slit that revealed a glimpse of her beauty.

Those legs were truly like jade pillars formed from frost and snow.

The knees had a porcelain-like pinkish sheen.

A silver chain adorned with jade beads adorned her ankles.

It was swaying slightly with the toes.

Swaying gently and leisurely.

Yet she maintained a cool and aloof expression.

The face, sculpted from cold jade, was bathed in moonlight.

It's like a Bodhisattva's robes covering a seductive figure.

Her little hand kept stroking her left cheek above her knee.

Fang Zuo's foot.

A stunningly beautiful and alluring woman tightly hugged Fang Zuo's legs in front of her knees.

The two mounds were larger than Shiraishi Nagi's, trembling as if they were about to break through the mermaid silk bodice.

The bustier was embroidered with alluring, seductive patterns that undulated with each breath.

Unfortunately, a string of silver skull bells was wrapped around his waist—they jingled loudly.

It's even more intoxicating than a woman whispering sweet nothings.

"Just the other day my husband said that my long legs were the most alluring, so how come I was bewitched by this female thief who stole medicine last night?"

"I refuse to believe it. Her body is ice-cold, like a piece of ancient ice. How can it be as hot as mine?"

"I've heard those mortals say that widows are cold-blooded, how could they know about love and affection?"

"Who are you calling a widow?" The aloof woman, her slender white fingers gently rubbing Fang Zuo's neck, stiffened upon hearing this and said coldly.

"Who is the widow? Do you even need to ask?" another voice came from behind.

Behind Fang Zuo, a twin flower slowly bloomed.

Then the flower shadow disappeared.

A beautiful woman appeared.

Her beauty was most striking; the three-petaled flower ornament between her brows resembled a freshly picked peony glistening with dew.

Use vermilion to outline the alluring lines at the outer corners of the eyes.

Even the cupid's bow looked as if it had been soaked in flower juice.

Natural, fragrant sweat clung to the sideburns beside the hair.

It truly lives up to the saying, "A single red blossom, fragrant with dew."

She swayed and twisted her soft waist to sit on the blanket on Fang Zuo's waist.

She grabbed Fang Zuo's large hand and gently stroked it on her face.

Then she sucked on the man's finger with her red lips:
“My lord, the honey in my flower chamber is far sweeter than the cold dew of the moon palace. Why go there to suffer the cold and desolation? Is my twin lotus not enough for Your Majesty to pluck at will?”

"In my flower kingdom, there are countless beautiful and charming flowers for Your Majesty to play with and pluck, but which one is not as beautiful as this cold, widowed woman?"

The aloof woman trembled with anger.

A dazzling moonlight rose behind them, and a voice as cold as the ancient ice of the Western Sea said, "You two have the guts to say that again."

"What a joke, are you afraid of me? Widow, widow, widow!!!" The alluring woman at his feet said with a sneer, "Now that the Heavenly Court is in ruins, even the Third Prince has to seek help from a gentleman."

"You widow, without the backing of Heaven, do you think you can intimidate others by relying on the Heavenly Court?"

"Oh dear, this one has frightened my heart so much!" The beautiful woman in the middle grabbed Fang Zuo's large hand and shoved it into her bosom.
"You widow, do you intend to take on two of us by yourself? Don't say we're bullying you. If we ruin your cold, beautiful face, let's see if our husband will still want you, you slut."

between words.

Three immense auras, each with its own attributes, burst forth. They converged above the heads of the three women.

After each of them went around in circles...

Accumulating strength to its fullest extent.

Then they collided.

Suddenly, a world-destroying power erupted.

At this time.

Fang Zuo frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

Extend your hand casually.

A mysterious force appeared.

In an instant, it annihilated these three world-destroying auras.

It transforms from ordered to disordered.

Fang Zuo said calmly, "Insolence!!"

The three women were instantly terrified.

He fell to the ground.

Each of them dared not cover their snow-white skin, which was exposed from under their skirts.

The scene vanished instantly.

Inside a New York hotel.

Fang Zuo shook his head.

The image shows that when he was a child, his soul regained peace and was no longer restless.

And in front of you.

But then, a huge blade of light from Momoko Kaoruna cleaved through space and flew toward Michaela Cohen.

Michaela Cohen sneered as a burst of blue light surged from her body and crashed into the light blade.

The moment the two forces collide, a tremendous amount of energy is released.

This temporary little world is about to be shattered.

That force will cause the entire hotel to collapse.

Fang Zuo hesitated slightly.

He did not use his own spiritual power or divine sense.

Instead, just like in the scene in my mind, I reached out and gently tapped it with my finger.

A law of increasing entropy emerges.

In an instant, the two colliding forces were transformed back into chaos.

It dissipated into various particles.

"There must be no next time," Fang Zuo said coldly.

"I was wrong~~~! Little Peach was wrong!" Peachwood Kaoru clung pitifully to Fang Zuo's arm, rubbing her face against him repeatedly: "I'll never do it again."

Michaela Cohen was so angry that her chest heaved as she realized she was a step too late again.

That despicable woman.
She quickly grabbed Fang Zuo's other arm: "Fang, please forgive me. I'm sorry."

Fang Zuo's thoughts were still replaying the scene from just now.

I don't have time to deal with the two of them.

Wave your hand.

"I'll punish you two by making you massage and scrub my back." He said this while thinking and walking towards the jacuzzi next door.

Upon hearing this, Momoko Kaoruna and Michaela Cohen happily clung to Fang Zuo.

They walked together toward the next house.

inside the room.

Li Zhenxin stood there, stunned.

Like the twin beauties, she did not enter the temporary small world.

For them, time passes in the blink of an eye.

It seemed like they blinked.

The two women, who were at odds with each other, clung to Fang Zuo's arm.
gone
Li Zhenxin stood there, unable to understand.

How come two people who were fighting to the death at the beginning suddenly made up?

Say.

The master said he'd punish them by scrubbing their backs and giving them massages, but why didn't he punish me?!

I want to be punished too!!
Li Zhenxin gritted her teeth.

Those who are unwilling to admit defeat should hurry up and follow.

Only the twin sisters remained, having stopped chewing.

He stared blankly as the four people left.

Is that all?

Dad is amazing!!!
Akechi Fuka wiped her mouth and ran next door.

"Where are you going, little sister?" Akechi Aoi grabbed her arm. "Don't forget, he's not our father. Men and women are different; we should keep our distance."

"Oh dear, I'm not going to do *that* with him. I'm just going to give him a back massage and earn some pocket money." Akechi Fuka frowned, then grabbed Akechi Aoi and pulled her towards the next shop. "Come on, sister, let's go ask together. That way we'll get more money..."

"Hey~~~? I'm not going. Let go!"

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Across the ocean.

Inside the intensive care unit at the University of Tokyo.

An altar was placed out of the way.

Incense smoke curled from the offering table.

On the ground, candles were arranged to form a Bagua (Eight Trigrams) diagram.

Zhang Yingxian was wearing a Taoist robe and a Taoist hat.

A professional suit.

They stood solemnly within the Bagua formation.

His face was solemn.

He shook the Sanqing Bell in his hand.

The bell's copper clapper vibrated, producing a clear and melodious sound.

The flame of the eternal lamp on the offering table was so startled that it suddenly rose three inches.

Then it landed.

Then, with another whoosh, it rose again.

Zhang Yingxian secretly opened her closed eyes a crack.

He glanced out of the corner of his eye at the Hatoyama father and daughter who were staring in disbelief.

Despite his advanced age, Yukio Hatoyama remained relatively composed, though he still leaned on his cane with both hands.

Holding it tightly.

Hatoyama Yume actually covered her red lips with her small hand.

Her delicate face couldn't hide her surprise.

I was so nervous that I dared not make a sound.

This is a well-traveled and knowledgeable Japanese beauty with a strong personality.

At this moment, I felt like a little girl watching a horror movie.

Seeing this, Zhang Yingxian smiled smugly to herself.

Ugh.
After all, it's a small island nation, and they haven't seen many grand occasions, so they're easily swayed by this kind of flamboyant lineup.

With my own abilities, I don't really need to do all this messy stuff.

This is a top-tier form of black magic originating from Southeast Asia.

In his eyes, it would only take a little spiritual energy to solve the problem.

But Zhang Yingxian did not do that.

He understood the nuances of it all.

You can't do business like that.
I need to make the scene as big as possible.

The more cautious they appear, the higher their fees can be.

This is similar to repairing something.

Even if the other party's items are very valuable, I can easily fix them with a simple touch.

Even if a price is agreed upon, the owner will still feel it's not worth it.

When you take on a business deal, you'll start negotiating the price.
Only now can I do some hard labor, sweat a few drops of sweat, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Only then can you show how difficult things are.

Only then can customers feel that their money is well spent.

Make them feel at ease.

This is true professionalism!!

At this time.

The old man lying on the bed suddenly convulsed, and black mist, like ink, seeped from his gray beard and hair.

The yin-yang fish on the back of Zhang Yingxian's Taoist robe moved without wind. He stepped to the Kan water position while making a sword hand gesture with his right hand, and his two fingers brushed across the peach wood sword blade.

A crimson cinnabar streak trailed across the peach wood sword.

"The profound origin of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi!"

The moment Zhang Yingxian uttered the incantation, the flames on the offering table shot straight up to the roof.

Amidst the exclamations of Hatoyama and his daughter.

The offering table exploded with a loud bang.

The old man on the bed had his back arched in an eerie curve, and the skin on the back of his neck was split open, revealing snake scales and incantations swimming underneath.

Zhang Yingxian bit her tongue and sprayed her blood onto the peach wood sword.

The candles arranged in a Bagua formation at their feet went out all at once.

"The wind of Xun (Southeast) draws in thunder, and the fire of Li (South) burns away evil!"

"Draw it!!"

With a roar, the peach wood sword flew out rapidly and hovered in the air.

The sword tip pierced the churning black mist around the old man's head.

Zhang Yingxian's feet were positioned on the Big Dipper constellation.

"Heaven and earth, in their natural order, disperse all impurities!"

Each step left a charred footprint on the tiles.

When you step into the position of Tianquan star.

A bolt of purple lightning shot from the tip of the peach wood sword, piercing the black mist surrounding the old man.

A venomous roar suddenly echoed from the dark room.

The lightning went out.

The black fog dispersed.

"I have fulfilled my mission," Zhang Yingxian said with difficulty to the father and daughter of Hatoyama.

Suddenly, there was a 'poof' sound.

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

My body swayed and I was about to fall.

The Hatoyama father and daughter were startled.

Yukio Hatoyama quickly stepped forward to help Zhang Yingxian up: "Mr. Zhang, are you... are you alright?"

"It's nothing." Zhang Yingxian wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

He hissed with a 'bitter laugh', saying, 'It only cost me ten years of my lifespan.'

what?
Yukio Hatoyama was startled.

Ten years of lifespan
This could be fatal.

"Dad, look!" Yumemi Hatoyama pointed excitedly to the heart rate monitor next to the hospital bed.

The originally flat radio waveform became undulating.

It restored a normal heartbeat.

Yukio Hatoyama turned to look at his younger brother, and his face flushed.

Chest rising and falling, breathing in an orderly fashion.

Even a fool would know that recovery has begun.
but
This is something Mr. Zhang traded ten years of his life for!

Yukio Hatoyama was so grateful he couldn't speak, and he turned around abruptly.

He grabbed Zhang Yingxian's arms with both hands and shook them incessantly.

Tears welled up in his eyes.

“Mr. Zhang, the Hatoyama family is extremely grateful!!!” Hatoyama Yukio released his hands and took a step back.

He bowed deeply to Zhang Yingxian at a 90-degree angle, and it took him a long time to straighten up.

“The person who framed your younger brother is extremely vicious,” Zhang Yingxian coughed, her face looking utterly defeated.

In a weak, feeble voice, he said, "This curse is extremely cruel. It seems the one who cast the curse is a great enemy of your Hatoyama family."

"I wonder if Mr. Zhang can find out who is the mastermind behind this?" Yukio Hatoyama said in a deep voice.

Seeing Zhang Yingxian tremblingly raising her hand to make the familiar gesture again.

He quickly stopped her, gripping Zhang Yingxian's hands tightly: "I understand. Mr. Zhang, there's no need to bother gesturing; just name your price. The Hatoyama family will not haggle."

Zhang Yingxian nodded weakly.
That's fucking smart.
Those two idiots really made my performance worthwhile...
However, he himself became involved in the power struggles of a large Japanese family.

Will the higher-ups approve it or not?

Zhang Yingxian was annoyed.

Or maybe I should go find that rich woman, Sakura Kurumi, again. She's incredibly powerful and could send me a government invitation letter for assistance.

Zhang Yingxian clapped her hands.

Reliable!!
That's what we'll do!
The speed of their actions surprised Hatoyama and his daughter.

Embarrassed, Zhang Yingxian quickly closed her eyes and pretended to faint.
I could hear Hatoyama and his daughter calling for a doctor.

He was calculating the location of the person who cast the curse behind this.

Inside a coffee shop not far away.

Nagi Shiraishi and Nozaki Abe sat facing each other.

Both of the beauties had somewhat serious expressions on their faces.

The recent international situation is somewhat severe.

And that Prime Minister Seba Mo was utterly useless.
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Fang Zuo stood up from the bathtub.

"Let's go."

Taomu Xiangzhi Nai hooked her arm around Fang Zuo's neck and nodded.

“Where to?” Michaela Cohen was taken aback.

"Go to the Protestant Kingdom," Fang Zuo said calmly. (End of Chapter)