Urban Immortality: I Raised a Female Prime Minister in Tokyo

My new book, "Tang Sanzang, the Master of the House, Ladies, Hold On!", continues the story from where it left off. I'll explain why in the afterword. Thank you everyone!
This knife is imbued with heavy religious beliefs and negative energy.

It forged a new blade.

When cutting through this barrier that was originally made of incense.

It's like a hot knife slicing through cream.

The knife struck silently.

The incense walls and gates of this divine kingdom's small world were wide open.

Even the small world inside was cut off, leaving a section of the earth and sky.

It seems so.

It was as if a huge landscape painting had been sliced ​​in half with a knife.

Fang Zuo looked at the quiet divine kingdom inside.

A dumb smile.

It seems these guys have been tinkering with this all this time.

He was not afraid at all and strode in.

The moment I stepped in.

A shadow appeared in the sky.

A spore-like organism hundreds of kilometers in size suddenly exploded.

A massive amount of viscous green liquid burst forth, covering the incense wall behind Fang Zuo.

Then countless tiny tentacles quickly grew out and firmly grasped the incense barrier.

Continuous integration.

The incense wall visibly turned dark green.

It is covered with constantly pulsating sarcomatous spores.

"Let's see how you escape this time." Three golden figures appeared in the sky.

The voice of the supreme god Ame no Minakata echoed throughout the entire divine realm: "You shameless and despicable attacker!"

at the same time.

Two blurry outlines also appeared on the side.

"Are you sure it's him, Shiva?" a strange voice said.

“Yes, it’s him. I remember his aura, Vishnu. It was he who destroyed everything in Brahma,” Shiva said in a sharp voice.

Fang Zuo glanced at it.

It turns out that these guys had also brought in two Hindu gods.

"I'm curious, weren't you fighting each other?" Fang Zuo frowned. "You were like mortal enemies, what? Did you reconcile for my sake?"

"We originally came from the same universe, fighting each other while devouring one another and evolving together," the main god of the Heavenly Minamoto said sarcastically. "It's just that after coming here, we embarked on different paths of evolution."

"Different evolutionary paths mean you don't need to devour living beings anymore?" Fang Zuo asked. "You portray yourselves as gods who created the world, just so you can rely on these offerings?"

"You lot have no idea what these are." The cold voice of the Heavenly God of the Central Realm:

"In the vast universe, only a few planets can awaken and focus on the evolution of the power of faith."

"In countless universes, the energy of faith particles, which can directly ascend to superconscious beings, is only offered to the planet itself so that it can give birth to life and will."

"Then a small number will be allocated to the planet's representatives, who will purify all disruptive entities until the planet itself is completely transformed into a superconscious organism."

"We have discovered that not only does your planet possess an elemental particle that allows ordinary life forms to evolve, but this extremely valuable singularity planet also allows the proliferation of faith power."

Fang Zuo understood something upon hearing this.

In other words, the practice of burning incense and making offerings is itself a kind of consciousness that arises from certain unique planets in the universe.

They will slowly plant the seeds of faith into their biological consciousness, and then use them to sustain themselves.

In order to free themselves from the physical constraints of the planet and become a superconscious being.

But for some reason, Earth relinquished the power of faith.

"Although we acknowledge that some beings here have become transcendent beings and have left this planet," the voice of the Supreme God of Amaterasu grew increasingly fanatical.

"But this only underscores the preciousness of this singularity planet."

"If it's allowed to give birth to and evolve into a super-level consciousness being, then how terrifying must its own consciousness power be?"

"Enough! Stop babbling! Ame-no-Machi, the name you gave yourself is disgusting!" Shiva's shrill voice rang out again. "Hurry up and finish him off. There's no more cultivation fluid here, and my skin is too dry."

The five figures surged into the sky with imposing momentum.

They all focused their attention on Fang Zuo.

Fang's left face remained unchanged.

He slowly drew his knife.

It was placed horizontally in front of him.

A strong sense of faith permeated the air above.

It possesses a power capable of shattering heaven and earth.

"This is..." Shiva's voice suddenly became even sharper: "Impossible, it's that knife! No wonder it instantly shattered your incense-burning barrier!"

"You...you are him?" Vishnu's voice beside him was clearly filled with fear. "You didn't leave?"

"How is this possible? Wasn't this sword annihilated at the same time as that guy's intermaterial flagship?" The two figures behind the main god Ame no Minaka were also trembling.

It seemed like it was about to run away at any moment.

"Don't panic!!" the main god Ame no Minakata shouted. "Calm down. This isn't him; he hasn't evolved to his level. He's very weak."

"Can't you tell the difference?"

"This is my divine kingdom. Our people and weapons are endless; they could exhaust him to death."

The voice just fell.

The ground cracked.

A dense swarm of various creatures, like flying ants, surged out like a tide.

The stench of sulfur mixed with rotting flesh erupted like a poisonous fog.

Countless scarlet compound eyes lit up on the ground and in the air.

The fangs, sticky with corrosive saliva, were dripping with digestive juices.

The carapace gleamed with an asphalt-like sheen, and each barb was tipped with black scabs.

The crisp sound of thousands of insect legs striking the ground combined into a maddening white noise.

The bony plates on the back expand and contract with each breath, continuously releasing acidic mist.

They kept gathering.

It seems to have no end.

A boiling black tide surged on the horizon.

at the same time.

Insects and beasts kept showing off their membranous wings.

They all took off.

Its sac-like body floated in the low air, its translucent abdomen, covered with nerve fibers, constantly swelled.

These flying creatures flicked their long tails, emitting a ghostly green glow, creating crisscrossing flight paths.

Cover the sky.

"You are not facing us, but the most terrifying race in the universe!!" The Supreme God of Amaterasu laughed loudly.

"We just wanted to kill you so you wouldn't interfere with our subsequent contamination plans, but you actually delivered this terrifying weapon!!"

"Faced with our children, you poor creatures!!"

Poor creature?

Fang Zuo chuckled softly: "You don't think I'm the only person on this planet, do you?"

"A bunch of brainless, inferior creatures! They think they're bigger than people?"

With a wave of his hand, he said calmly:

"Someone's here!!"

A tall figure appeared behind Fang Zuo.

"Master Fang!!" Zhang Benhe said respectfully.

Abe no Seimei and Wang Jianguo also came out excitedly.

In their eyes, this divine kingdom was nothing but endless blood and endless souls.

At this time.

There was a loud noise in the sky.

Behind Fang Zuo, above his head.

A bolt of lightning as thick as a skyscraper descended from the sky.

It was as if they were holding a torch to burn mosquitoes.

The insects and beasts were burned to charcoal and fell down.

It instantly cleared away half of the sky.

Countless figures appeared behind Fang Zuo.

They wore Taoist robes of various colors and held various magical implements.

They were arranged in a dozen or so columns.

An old Taoist priest was wearing a purple robe.

Step outside your own camp.

His face was serious.

The old man stroked his white beard with his right hand and bowed to Fang Zuo from afar: "Tongxuan Zhenren of the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain, receives the decree of the True Lord!"

The other group consisted of an old Taoist priest in a purple robe, with two long swords slung diagonally across his back.

He stepped forward into the void.

He also bowed respectfully to Fang Zuoyao and said:
"Taihezi of Zixiao Palace, Wudang Mountain, receives the decree of the True Lord!"

then.

One by one, old Taoist priests stepped out from each of the ranks.

They all bowed their heads in unison.

"Qingxu Sanren of Baiyun Temple in Beijing receives the decree of the True Lord!"

"Master Lingying of the Celestial Master Cave on Mount Qingcheng receives the decree of the True Lord!"

"[Qingyang Palace, Chengdu] Master Bidong receives the decree from the True Lord!"

"Master Yu Chen of Xuanmiao Temple in Suzhou, receives the decree of the True Lord!"

"The Taoist priests of Shangqing from Maoshan Taoist Temple, receive the decree of the True Lord!"

Silence reigned.

Even the insectoid beasts could sense the overwhelming aura emanating from the opposing group.

The various incomprehensible objects held in the hands and carried on the backs of this group radiated immense energy.

Like torches in the darkness, they kept the insects and beasts at bay.

Fang Zuo turned around and returned the bow, then turned back and waved his hand:
"Fellow Daoists, leave these five to me. Stop the rest and clean them up, leave no one alive."

A unified shout resounded throughout the heavens and earth.

"I humbly obey the True Lord's decree!!!"

It shattered mountains and rivers.

The Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain, Tongxuan Zhenren, took the lead in performing the Big Dipper steps: "On behalf of Heaven, I proclaim the teachings and deliver the souls of the netherworld!"

Three gilded talismans were flicked out from his sleeve.

In an instant, the sky split open like a waterfall of golden light, and the seal script, like chains, shredded a large number of insects and beasts.

They all shrieked and turned into wisps of green smoke, disappearing without a trace.

Wudang Taihezi made a sword incantation and said in a deep voice, "Draw your sword!!"

Two long swords shot out from behind him with a whooshing sound.

One yin and one yang.

It rises with the wind.

It transformed into a hundred-foot-long sword wheel and swept across.

Wherever they passed, the swarm of insects that had blotted out the sky was instantly emptied.

Master Lingying of Qingcheng Mountain rolled up the sleeve of his right hand with his left hand.

He held up a huge palm with his right hand.

A radiant Tai Chi circle shone brightly in his palm.

"By order of the True Lord, I summon the Five Thunder Seals to dispel the demonic aura and restore the divine might of Sichuan."

The Five Thunder Seals exploded in the sky, and nine thunder dragons swooped down from the clouds.

His body crackled with lightning as he plunged into the black tide in the air.

The insects and beasts around him, oblivious to their own mortality, still tried to attack and bite him.

But before they could even make contact, they were already burned to ashes by a thunderbolt.

Master Yu Chen of Suzhou Xuanmiao Temple slowly unfurled the scroll in his hand, titled "The Three Caverns Xuanji Diagram": "By order of the True Lord, I hereby activate the altar of the Three Caverns and command the divine generals!"

The scriptures on the scroll transformed into golden-armored gods who landed on the ground.

There are countless.

They charged in formation.

The halberd's strikes were accompanied by chanting that cleansed away demonic energy.

As if slicing through melons and chopping vegetables, they charged straight through the black tide of insects and beasts.

The Taoist priest from Maoshan pointed his sword to the sky, triggering a torrential downpour of purple lightning. Within the lightning, the phantom image of the Nine Elders Immortal Capital Seal faintly appeared.

The hermit Qingxu of Baiyun Temple closed his eyes, formed a mudra, and pure, crystal-like fire rose from his body.

The countless tongues of fire seemed to possess sentience.

It was spread across the swarm of insects and beasts.

And the disciples behind them.

They were even more excited than before.

They all took out their magical implements.

After staying in the country for too long, not to mention being sneaky, even the fox spirits from Qingqiu have started working at foot massage parlors.

I've never seen anything like this before!
Zhang Yingxian took the lead: "Holy crap, don't try to take it from me, it's all money!!!"

He even glanced at the five furious and bewildered figures in the sky.

It looked like five banknotes were floating in the air. He slapped the peach wood sword on his back and was about to charge forward.

Fang Zuo glanced at him, then grabbed his ankle and pulled him back.

He took out the shackles and Buddhist beads he had brought from the Underworld and gave them to him.

He pointed to one of the figures.

"That's yours."

Zhang Yingxian accepted these items in shock.

With his abilities, how could he not be aware of the power of these magical treasures?

It's simply not in the same league as what I own.

After this is all over, those guys will be so envious they'll kneel down before me.

Zhang Yingxian's lips trembled with excitement.

He knelt down in front of Fang Zuo with a thud.

"dad!!!"

Tears streaming down his face, he held his hands outstretched and sang:

"I always took from you without ever saying thank you, and only understood that when I grew up."

Fang Zuo felt nauseous upon hearing this.

He kicked him towards one of the figures.

Fuck you.

The lingering notes of Zhang Yingxian's song still echoed in the air: "Only after growing up did I understand how hard it was for you, my strong-willed father. What can I do for you..."

at the same time.

Countless magical artifacts of various kinds flew towards these insects and beasts in the sky.

Destroy and destroy.

The scene looked just like a fruit-cutting game.

The screen was filled with flying blood and gore.

"You!! Shameless!!" Ten no Minaka no Sukami was furious.

"It's our turn." Fang Zuo swayed his body.

A body of an Asura King, hundreds of meters tall, suddenly appeared.

Fang Zuo stretched out his four arms and swung them around.

He gave a ferocious smile.

Two legs, as big as small mountains, stomped hard on the ground.

His body shot out with a whoosh.

The cultivators present were astonished by the domineering Dharma body of the world's number one person.

They all showed expressions of admiration.

They became even more determined about the path they were already uncertain about.

The battle in the divine kingdom is raging fiercely.

Japanese elections are also exceptionally competitive.

Inside the main hall of the Abe family's estate.

Abe no Suzaku sat in the superior position.

The clansmen below, each responsible for their respective tasks, were constantly answering and making phone calls.

Abe no Suzaku frowned: "What's going on? Where did Shiraishi Nagimitsu get so much money to buy all the advertisements?"

"Master, it's the Mitsubishi Group and the Mitsui Group, the number one and number two conglomerates in Japan, both supporting Shiraishi Nagimitsu," an elder said nervously after hanging up the phone.

"Master, Tokyo is now full of advertisements for Shiraishi Nagimitsu." Another elder reported to Abe no Suzuki after hanging up the phone: "Advertisements for Shiraishi Nagimitsu are plastered everywhere."

"Where is our propaganda vehicle?" Abe Nozaki frowned.

"A bunch of guys from who-knows-where blocked the exhaust pipe, so we can't drive out for a while."

"Idiot, go rent a taxi! Contact a taxi company in Tokyo!!!"

"Master, all the taxi companies have breached their contracts and rented their cars to Shiraishi Nagi. Our people went to confront them and were beaten up."

"What a clever tactic, Shiraishi Nagimitsu!" Abe no Suzaku smiled. "But what's the point of all this?"

“As long as the Koizumi family supports me, even if your votes surpass mine by a little, you will never win.”

But this time.

Another head of the Abe family hung up the phone.

The voice stammered, "Takikawa Masami, who is representing the Koizumi family in this election, has issued a statement saying that she will..."

Abe no Suzaku was startled, a bad premonition rushed through him, and he grabbed the resident by the collar: "What could it be?"

"Takikawa Masami issued a statement saying she will fully support Shiraishi Nagihiko."

pat.

The phone fell from Abe no Suzaku's other small hand.

How could this be?
The entire kingdom was silent.

Fang Zuo's soul was trembling rapidly.

The nascent soul sat upright in the dantian, its entire body radiating golden light, cracking inch by inch, like glass about to shatter.

Deep within the sea of ​​consciousness, a blurry phantom slowly rose from the nascent soul's crown chakra. With each step it rose higher, a bloody gash appeared on its physical body.

at the same time.

The entire divine kingdom bears Fang Zuo's mark.

The kidney point is located in the middle of his enormous body.

It suddenly swelled up.

The entire physical body.

Just like that world map sitting upright.

It subtly blends into the whole world.

Meanwhile, the island nation's position is subtly shifting.

At this moment, the island nation in this world began to shake.

The crowd was so frightened that they all ran out.

Fortunately, things have stabilized again.

Just at this time.

News broadcast.

The latest poll results for Nagi Shiraishi's prime ministerial candidacy have been released.

With a support rate of 63%, he far surpassed Abe Nojaku.

It is an undeniable fact that she became the first female prime minister.

Suddenly.

The physical body was restored to stability.

The nascent soul raised its head and roared, forming the Primordial Seal with both hands.

A wisp of pure yang purple energy descended from the void.

The illusory figure solidified instantly, its features identical to Fang Zuo's, yet exuding an aura of ancient vicissitudes.

Yang Shen (Yang God).

become.

Fang Zuo could clearly feel it.

The entire island continent felt like his own physical body.

It can be completely destroyed in the blink of an eye.

Even the reshaping of the land.

The landmasses of other continents were also subtly beckoning to other parts of Fang Zuo's body.

It seemed as if they were waiting for Fang Zuo to fit in.

And this moment.

Somewhere far away in the void.

A group of stunningly beautiful women dressed in various modern clothes.

Yet each of them possesses a classical temperament that no longer exists in modern society.

"Great, great, sisters, come and see! Fang Lang has finally found a piece of land."

"Really? Oh dear, so slow~~"

"Don't worry, it'll be much faster later. It just seems like there are quite a few more sisters?"

"Hmph, call him back."

"What right do you, a mere widow, have to order us around?"

Whom are you calling a widow?

"What's wrong with calling you?"

"With your husband gone, no one can protect you, you little bitch."

And at this moment, Fang Zuo...

I touched my head and felt a headache coming on.

A scene reappeared in his mind.

The Kingdom of Women in Western Liang.

Above the nine jade steps of the Golden Palace, the beaded curtain is half-rolled up.

The Queen of the Women's Kingdom leans against her gilded throne.

Her long, jade-like legs extended from the slit in the peony-patterned skirt.

The candlelight illuminated her skin beneath the silk, making it appear as radiant as moonlight.

Her hair was tied up high in a bun.

The nine-phoenix crown, adorned with pearls and adorned with golden tassels, gently brushed against her collarbone.
Her eyebrows were like kingfisher feathers, and her skin was like mutton fat.

Her lips were full and red, and her eyes were like peach blossoms at the corners.

A single red dot on her forehead, like blood, accentuated her rosy cheeks, making them appear as radiant as spring.

Her fair and exquisite face showed no signs of aging.

Only his gaze resembled the water of a cold pool that had been tempered for a thousand years.

Her imperial majesty was as cold as ice.

Fang Zuo strode up into the hall.

On both sides, the ministers of the Women's Kingdom, all dressed in scarlet official robes, stood with their heads bowed in obeisance.

His appearance was serious.

But it couldn't conceal the sweet fragrance of the daughters filling the hall.

The scent of cosmetics filled the entire hall.

Seeing the man lift the curtain and walk onto the Phoenix Terrace, they were all used to it and lowered their heads to avoid eye contact.

"What, are you still thinking about Tang Sanzang?" Fang Zuo teased when he saw that she was still in a daze when he arrived.

The queen of the Western Liang Women's Kingdom heard the voice she had longed for day and night.

He looked up with delight at Fang Zuo.

The emperor's cold gaze in her beautiful eyes was like snow meeting the blazing sun.

It dissolved completely.

All that remains is tenderness and affection.

But when she understood the meaning behind those words, her face turned deathly pale.

The natural blush that was originally as beautiful as a spring peach has completely faded away.

"Yes, I did admire Tang Sanzang, but that's all in the past. Besides, I have no connection with him whatsoever."

The Queen of Xiliang spoke softly, her voice choked with emotion.

After saying that, she bit down hard on her crimson lips with her pearly teeth.

His whole body was trembling uncontrollably.

Two lines of clear tears flowed down her fair and exquisite face.

Her eyes were filled with sadness.

They look so endearing.

"If Fang Lang still cares about my past, I don't know what to do."

After she finished speaking, a resolute glint flashed in the eyes of the Queen of Xiliang.

"Rather than be mocked by Fang Lang like this again."

"Then I'd rather die in front of you."

As she spoke, she reached out her small hand and grabbed the long knife at Fang's left waist.

She was about to apply it to her fair and slender neck.

Fang Zuo was shocked and quickly snatched the watermelon knife away.

It was a little too late; the Queen of Xiliang had already cut her small hand.

Crimson blood dripped onto the blade.

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!" Fang Zuo quickly took the Queen of Xiliang's small hand, wiped it, and the wound was gone.

He continued to gently blow air onto her little hand.

The Queen of Xiliang still looked heartbroken.

He opened his arms and pulled the queen's delicate body into his embrace.

He slapped himself hard across the face.

"A few days ago, I sent someone to hand over my tokens and the incense offerings. Has he come yet?" Fang Zuo held the Queen of Xiliang in his arms; she was soft and delicate, almost boneless.

Five fingers even sank into this snowy skin.

The rich, cloying fragrance emanating from her was like orchids, carrying a hint of a mature woman's scent.
Why aren't you wearing the white stockings I made for you?

"Oh my, what a playful husband you are! Where did you find those shy little devils to embarrass me to death?" The Queen's face was flushed, and half of her body was still weak.

She whispered, "I'll put it on soon, so you can continue to treat me like this."

She longed to melt into her lover's arms, yet her face still bore traces of tears, making her appear even more breathtakingly beautiful.
"My lord, you recently returned to the Tang Dynasty in the East. I heard that the empress there is named Wu Meiniang. Is she as beautiful as I am?"
The new book continues the storyline: [Tang Sanzang, the Leader: Ladies, hold on!] (End of this chapter)