Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

Before he could finish speaking, Li Fuyao interrupted him again.

"Your Collectors Association isn't some top-secret organization. How could it have so many secrets? Chairman Akutagawa, don't underestimate the people of the world."

"If you don't want to do it, I'll have to do it for you!"

Li Fuyao's gaze was intense, and her words were blunt, leaving Akutagawa Ryunosuke somewhat at a loss for words.

Kudo Yuichi tugged at Akutagawa Ryunosuke's arm with a half-smile and whispered, "Akutagawa, let me tell you something."

"My father once gave me a piece of advice: never argue with a woman, you're bound to lose."

"Hurry up, I'm also a little worried about Qing's safety."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa slammed his cane down, looking utterly helpless.

He gave Li Fuyao, whose smile was forceful, a deep look, reached out and adjusted the channel in his headset, calmed his tone, and began to give orders in an orderly manner.

"Attention all departments."

"【Onikiri】has penetrated deep into the dream of the demon Shuten-dōji—Mount Ōe."

"The Dream Seekers begin to lock onto the coordinates, the Dream Weavers prepare for the invasion, and the Dream Enterers are on standby. Once the dream coordinates are confirmed, we will be sent into Shuten-dōji's dream as soon as possible."

"Time is limited, so we need to act quickly!"

In just a few words, Ryunosuke Akutagawa's expression returned to normal.

“Miss Li, although I don’t know how you know the Collectors Association’s procedures for containing ghosts and spirits, we don’t have the habit of abandoning our companions.”

"We will go to support Onikiri, but judging from your expression, you want to..."

Li Fuyao nodded, her hands behind her back, and nodded slightly.

"If conditions permit, we would like to hitch a ride with the Collectors Association. After all, once your [Dreamweaver Network] is operational, it will be easy to send extraordinary individuals into the dream realms of gods and spirits. Of course, if this is a burden for you, then please share the coordinates with me, and I can go by myself."

Ryunosuke Akutagawa narrowed his eyes, concealing the somewhat shocked and thoughtful look in them.

"Possessing the ability to enter the dream realm of ghosts and gods on their own?"

"That's right. I heard that the person behind her is Ye San, who was once on par with Kamiizumi Kensho. Kamiizumi Kensho could cleave through the Dream Mirror with a single sword strike and forcibly invade the Realm of Demons and Gods, so he should be able to do it too."

"Forget it, no need to bother with it. It's not bad to do a favor for such a strong person."

Thinking of this, Ryunosuke Akutagawa smiled and his tone became enthusiastic.

"Not at all. You are friends of the Qing Dynasty, which means you are friends of our Collectors Association. How could we not help with such a small favor?"

"Please wait a moment. The True Knowledgeers of [DreamNet] are working hard to locate Uesugi-kun's position. Once successful, they can directly invade the dream of Mount Oe."

Li Fuyao received a satisfactory answer, nodded slightly, and stopped talking. Instead, she turned her head to examine the strange patterns formed by bloodstains on the ground around her, lost in thought.

Meanwhile, the Collectors Association's operations command center.

The spacious, semi-circular interior is neatly furnished with various devices that exude a modern, high-tech feel.

More than twenty people in white coats were busy at their respective work stations.

In front of the screen that floats in mid-air and displays a virtual image, stands an elderly man with gray hair.

He had a gaunt face and wore an earpiece from the Collectors' Association. After hearing Ryunosuke Akutagawa's order, he nodded quickly and then whispered the instructions to the True Knowledgeers behind him.

If an organization of superhumans has no way to deal with the ghosts and gods in dreams, then they have no reason to exist.

Onmyoji have shikigami, formations, and sealing techniques that can be traced back to their origins.

A swordsman with a pure and clear heart can cleave through the boundaries of dreams with a single strike, forcibly entering the realm of demons and gods.

True experts in the Collectors' Association are able to quantify, model, and coordinate the "spiritual fluctuations" of ghosts and spirits, thereby determining the location of a particular ghost or spirit in the dream world.

Then, by adjusting the mental fluctuation frequency of superhumans, the "Dreamweaver" group, which specializes in researching this technology, can directly send a certain number of superhumans into the dreams of ghosts and gods.

Of course, this technology cannot arbitrarily locate ghosts and spirits. The spiritual world is so vast that trying to locate them like a headless fly will have no effect.

They need a "beacon".

Uesugi Kiyoshi, who had already penetrated deep into Mount Oe, was the best "beacon".

Chapter 135 Mount Ooe

Uesugi Kiyoshi opened his eyes.

The sky was an eerie purplish-black, and the sun shone with a blood-red light.

The mountains in front of us are majestic, yet they exude a gloomy feeling; even the red flowers and green trees on the mountains seem somewhat eerie.

The wind howled, rustling the leaves and grass with a somewhat eerie and unsettling sound.

Gripping his sword tightly, Uesugi Kiyoshi took a deep breath.

His emotions were somewhat fluctuating; he could feel that he had just experienced an unusual amount of anger.

Even he himself didn't know where this anger came from.

Now, after thinking about it carefully, he roughly understood why he had been so angry.

He had killed people and slain demons, so he didn't really feel much about the loss of human lives.

Uesugi Kiyoshi could hardly be considered a selfless and altruistic person.

What angered him was actually the fact that "ghosts and gods arbitrarily slaughtered humans like livestock."

Uesugi Kiyoshi did not agree with the idea that hundreds of people would die because of a single sacrificial ritual.

If these people had died in accidents, from revenge by enemies, from hunger and cold, from disease and war, he might not have reacted so strongly. Everyone has their own fate, and that's none of his business.

But he couldn't stand dying at the hands of ghosts and gods.

If you can't stand something, you should intervene.

This belief, as if it were innate, was engraved in his very bones. If ghosts and gods kill people, then he kills ghosts; there's nothing more to say about that.

Moreover, he also had a reason to confront Shuten-dōji. He was very interested in the "capture" of demon souls mentioned in the Hyakki Emaki. After all, when Ibaraki-dōji appeared, the emaki showed no reaction whatsoever.

Shuten-dōji seems to be different.

Uesugi Kiyoshi gripped his sword tightly, his face expressionless, and slowly took a step toward Mount Oe.

All around was desolate except for this mountain, and there was nothing else to see.

He had just taken a step when a deep, thunderous sound resounded in his heart.

"Ha, you actually dared to come."

"You little brat who ruined my plans, now you want to run away? It's too late."

There is only one way to get out of here.

"That means you should kill me!"

"I'll be waiting for you at the mountaintop. If you're lucky enough to come, I'll play with you for a while!"

Shuten-dōji's voice vanished in an instant, and before the boundary marker of Mount Ōe, a figure appeared out of thin air, letting out a somewhat angry roar.

With his white hair tied high, crimson horns pointing skyward, and golden demonic eyes captivating, he was clad in armor, and his roar exuded the aura of a mighty demon that inspired fear.

Countless hellfires swirled behind him, seemingly at his command.

The Demon King of Mount Oe—Ibaraki-dōji.

His right arm was severed at the root—a masterpiece of Uesugi Kiyoshi, and as a result, when he looked into Uesugi Kiyoshi's golden eyes, he saw boundless rage and murderous intent.

"Onikiri, have you betrayed us again?!"

This is the second time!

"I'm going to kill you!"

With angry words, Ibaraki-dōji suddenly clenched his remaining left hand.

After a violent earthquake, the ground beneath Uesugi Kiyoshi's feet shattered into pieces, and countless black flames transformed into a giant hand that emerged from the ground, reaching towards Uesugi Kiyoshi's figure, attempting to crush him into mincemeat.

In the blink of an eye, he leaped backward, the purple light of "Oni-giri" subtly dancing on the sword. As he jumped, Uesugi Kiyoshi channeled his power into his arm and slashed out with his sword, colliding violently with the Hand of Hell, stirring up a cloud of dust.

As the smoke cleared, Uesugi Kiyoshi emerged unscathed, his sword held upright before his chest, watching Ibaraki-dōji's figure with a wary expression and a somewhat grave look.

Because behind that great demon with white hair and red horns, countless ghostly figures were stirring. They were all tall, with horns on their heads, covered in rough animal skins, their muscles were like steel, and their eyes were filled with naked malice.

The entire Mount Ooe seemed to come alive, with the figures of the Oni clan emerging one after another, transforming into tigers blocking the way.

Mount Ōe is not just a dream world for Shuten-dōji alone.

Rather, they are the collective dream of the entire Ooe Mountain Oni Clan—they are all under the command of Shuten-dōji, forming an array where they share both glory and ruin.

Uesugi Kiyoshi is now truly in a dangerous situation.

He frowned slightly; although he wasn't frightened, the situation was indeed not good.

With all his methods employed, he possesses the Dog God Scroll, capable of killing demons and gods, as well as methods to heal injuries and even bring the dead back to life.

In a one-on-one duel, he possesses immense destructive power; even when facing the Demon King Shuten-dōji, he dares to wield his sword in a fierce battle.

However, its drawback is that it has very little battery life.

After activating the Inugami Scroll, he can use the mirage energy to heal his injuries, but the mirage energy cannot replenish his physical strength in time. Although his physical abilities are far superior to those of ordinary people, he will get tired, exhausted, and unable to wield his sword.

This kind of human wave tactic is really troublesome.

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"Charge to the top of the mountain and behead him? No, that won't do. Shuten-dōji is not an opponent that can be easily dealt with."

"But if we just charge in like this, not to mention Ibaraki, who is obviously full of demonic power, even those little devils will take me quite a while to kill."

"Damn it, there are too many people. I lack the means to launch wide-area attacks."

Uesugi Kiyoshi clearly recognized his shortcomings, but now was not the time to dwell on them.

"Tch, I was a bit impulsive, but I can't worry about that now!"

Uesugi Kiyomi stood up and stared intently at the arrogance of Ibaraki-dōji's true form, a bloodthirsty and sinister smile unconsciously appearing on his lips.

"I am not the Onikiri you speak of, but I am the one who will slay you!"

His voice faded into the air, and with a burst of speed from his feet, he shot out like an arrow, his katana, gleaming with purple light, slashing relentlessly toward Ibaraki-dōji's head.

People crave blood, and knives crave throats.