Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

"Hmm? Does that mean 'bad'? Was it just to show off your power that you two, Bad and Bao Ji, were dividing up the territory?"

The shrine shook its hand, and no thunder rumbled faintly in the sky.

"If it's all natural, why interfere in the internal struggles of life itself? It's completely meaningless to him."

Jingu shook his finger, pointing out the seven seasons' misunderstanding.

Qi Ji glanced around at Bao Ji and Taotie, then turned to look towards the city.

"So, if he wants to stop you, he should also have a reason to protect you."

"You're so naughty, you're using the same thing as him too."

What ordinary abilities or skills does Qi Ji possess? The only thing he can rely on is his inexhaustible reserves of life force.

"You must rebuild the ecosystem of that world, where trees and flowers will become the dominant species in the animal kingdom, taking root beneath the spirits of all the animals and turning them all into nutrients."

The scaled-down version, on the contrary, really does have the delicate air of a princess of insects.

Your struggle with Insect Princess and Bao Princess is merely a natural struggle within the ecosystem. In billions of years, plants will not have dominated that world.

Jingu watched the seven seasons with amusement, wondering why you said that.

As the shrine maiden drew closer, she took a closer look. Although the Insect Princess's original appearance was mature and languid, she looked like a scheming woman.

"To be honest, your real body is much better than this shell."

Beating up a bunch of handsome men is a good thing, at least that way you'll remember being kindly beaten up back then.

Nanagi shifted her gaze back to Shrine's face and met my eyes.

Even if you want to reverse the current ecology and food chain, from the perspective of nature, it is just a replay of the old history, you understand.

Chapter 217 Luck

Nearby Hell

Ibuki sat atop the sword forest, gazing at the Iron Pillar Mountain before him with a troubled expression.

Hanging from the sword-like leaves of the sword-leaf forest are the wailing souls of sinners.

Each major hell has four gates, and outside each gate are four minor hells, which constitute the outer perimeter of hell.

Ibuki originally intended to use Aoandon's ability to smuggle herself directly into the interior of Hell, but Aoandon's ability could only reach the outer, smaller Hells.

Having waded through the hell of sugar-coated pits, flown through the hell of corpses and excrement while covering my nose, and traversed the Plain of Sharp Blades, I have now arrived at the Forest of Sword Leaves, only to find myself somewhat helpless.

On the towering Iron Pillar Mountain before them, the souls of sinners who had climbed it fell one after another, hanging from the iron branches of the Sword Leaf Forest, their bellies ripped open, their appearances extremely gruesome.

Climbing up was no problem for Ibuki, but the problem was that once she got there, there was an iron gate. Ibuki couldn't figure out how she could get through the iron gate and into the interior of hell.

Frustrated, she bit her finger. She hadn't expected Aoandon to be so useless. Did she have to force her way through in the end?

If Ibuki knew exactly where what she was looking for was, she would naturally take a gamble and force her way into hell, grab the item, and run.

Is it the light of salvation? Is it the thread that Buddha lowered into hell? Is it a radiant light meant to deliver the millions of evil spirits suffering in hell?

It's just that the trouble will pass very slowly, because Ye Lin didn't have the perfect luck to let an excellent opportunity appear in front of you.

"Oh no, the problem is solved."

That makes sense. Such an astonishing commotion must have been orchestrated by the shrine.

The surrounding land had been reduced to scorched earth. Bao Ji and the others immediately sensed the brilliance of the divine palace's attack and rushed forward.

The problem is that life in the seven seasons is very fragile. In a scorched earth, the flower seeds that have survived the hardship will sprout quickly from the scorched earth.

Light, extreme light and cold, tore through the dark yet luminous sky of hell, illuminating the vicinity of hell.

"What you were doing just now was apprehending a stabilizing factor that was disrupting the balance of reincarnation. Because the other party was too weak, you lost your composure and accidentally injured Hell. It's nothing serious."

Although he had no idea what the source of the turmoil was, Lü Zhen seized the excellent opportunity and retreated directly into the deepest hell through the gap in Iron Pillar Mountain.

"Why did the little man from the Divine Palace suddenly launch an attack on Hell?"

If you knew Jingu, you might think you'd been fooled by the old man's lie.

"hell?"

Ugly Queen, you have some reservations. The Divine Palace did not save your life, and Hell is your workplace. So, if a conflict occurs, which side should you take?

I really want to try it.

Even if the Seven Seasons didn't have a nearly finite supply of living souls as reserves, no matter how small the reserves were, their firepower was limitless.

"Alright, you're not holding back your bad luck. You might just burn yourself to a crisp."

If you want to explain less, then the shrine will send the ugly queen and your colleagues back to report on your own.

But the problem is that she still needs to search in Hell. If she forces her way in, she will only be entangled by the endless stream of jailers and then captured by Yama.

How did something so clever end up in hell?

Jingu scratched his head. How could the boundless, eternal world have so coincidentally shot into Hell?

What about going down?

Jingu pinched his chin; it was too small to feel dislocated.

The torrent of photons that shot out from its mouth nearly split the entire animal realm into seven parts, but fortunately it did not actually fall to the ground, but instead penetrated the animal realm and shot inward.

Ibuki bit her fingertip. Pretending to be a sinner wouldn't work; the iron door was inlaid with the eyes of Enma, the judge of sins, and she would be seen through at a glance.

If you're gluttonous and have eaten a portion of the Seven Seasons or the Divine Palace, it should bring you a great sense of satisfaction.

Just as I was about to go and tell Bao Ji and finish up, I saw several streaks of light descend from the intact sky and land behind the Divine Palace.

"You think there might not be even a misunderstanding in there."

The confused and joyful souls looked up at the pillar of light, their clear eyes instantly pierced by the light, and then evaporated without a trace, thus being sent to reincarnation.

The shrine maiden dug the tender shoot out of the soil and held it in her palm.

Even if the ugly empress had some doubts, you were still capable of handling issues of that level.

Several jailers were so terrified by the trembling that they lost their minds, and even the weakest among them mustered the courage to fly towards the gap in hell to find out the source of the attack.

Scratching his head, Jingu carried the newly established Seven Seasons back to the side of Bao Ji and the others.

However, I am more worried that I have been too careless and have burned the seven seasons to ashes, which would be such a pity.

"Disrupts the balance of reincarnation?"

"Damn it, damn it, damn it! We've already come this far, just a little bit more! Is there any other way?"

The ugly empress was not surprised at all; she understood as soon as she stepped off the horse.

As for motives, have you ever considered that the shrine might not have any legitimate motives? It's probably mostly because of men.

Although the recovery is slow, the entire body has been burned to the point of near collapse, and it will probably take several days to recover from scratch.

Even excluding internal and external factors, it is still a rare variety, a unique item found nowhere else in the world.

Clad in elaborate armor, wielding swords and axes, and displaying a variety of expressions, the group landed on the ground, beneath them emanating a strong smell of sulfur.

The leader happens to be someone Jingu knows, and you also recognize Jingu.

Is no one launching an attack on Hell?

The cesspool was evaporated, the sharp blade and the sword were melted, the entire hell was pierced by that beam of light, and the Iron Pillar Mountain was melted, creating a small hole that went straight into the fundamental hell.

Looking at the green in the hand of the shrine, the group understood what was coming for the Seven Seasons.

"The Shrine Dwarf?"

Just now I was wondering who had the ability and courage to launch an attack on Hell, but now that it's the Divine Palace, it all makes sense.

From a purely factual perspective, it is reasonable that the actions of the Seven Seasons have indeed jeopardized the balance of reincarnation, and it is reasonable for the Shrine, as the current ruler of the world, to intervene and resolve the issue.

Although confused, out of trust, the Ugly Queen explained the situation to her colleagues and led us away from the animal realm.

"Shin-gu, would you sell yourself, or even a part of your own body?"

It is past

However, no one's gaze was unbearably cold; their eyes were fixed on the shrine and the seven seasons in my hands.

Looking at the oni with a solemn expression and gripping his weapon tightly, the shrine maiden initially felt somewhat guilty, but upon further reflection, she suddenly became assertive.

Taotie licked its lips, then reluctantly bit off its own finger.

"Sigh, he's a manager, even if the feedback he gives to his subordinates isn't. We'll understand and know if he suspects anything."

What if I dressed up as the Ugly Empress? I could probably get away with it by using the appearance of a demon, but how would I explain my presence in that situation?

Chapter 218 The Fun of Insect Girls

"Ok?"

The shrine looked at Taotie with some confusion.

It's one thing to ask if Siji can be sold to her, but to even try to take his interest?

However, in this respect, the shrine is not familiar with the customs and culture of the animal world. In the animal world, buying and selling hands, feet, and internal organs is all too normal.

Anyway, as long as you have enough soul power, you can repair it very quickly.

"Forget it, you don't seem like you'd be happy to sell to me anyway, just pretend I'm talking nonsense."

Taotie swallowed two more of her fingers. She was constantly hungry and might even eat herself.

After a minor, unsurprising incident that was quickly moved on, we finally got to the main event.

"The matter has been resolved, so shouldn't you pay, Princess Insect?"

With ill intent, the gaze of the Goddess seemed to pierce through the mature and languid exterior of the Insect Princess, landing on her petite true self inside.

The scene was worse than that, except that the guards used spiked clubs to push back the front door, and spikes popped out of our bodies, splitting us open like hedgehogs.

Mo Yun was drenched in sweat. "With your strength, you're already sweating buckets. If it were anyone else, they would have evaporated into dried meat long ago."