Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"I think the good guys won't come. You should hurry up and pack your things. This time I'm taking your third uncle with me to support your mother. Let's see who has the guts to lay a hand on Ningning. Do they really think that Old Li can't lift a knife and kill someone?"

At first, Li Taisui had the doting look of a loving father, but by the end, his sword-like eyebrows stood on end, his beard and hair on his somewhat aged face bristled, and a glint of sharp light flashed in his somewhat cloudy eyes, like a hawk hunting its prey. His arrogance and ruthlessness could no longer be concealed.

Clearly, the Grand Duke Jupiter had murderous intent.

Uesugi Kiyoshi thought with a hint of schadenfreude, wondering who was going to be unlucky. Putting aside everything else, that Master Ye San was a cultivator on par with his mentor, a formidable figure that even ghosts and gods dreaded. Add to that the unassuming Tai Sui, and this ever-burning green lamp, and anyone who dared to touch this lineup would be shattered.

Li Fuyao nodded without changing her expression after hearing her father's words. She was not in a hurry, but turned to give Uesugi Kiyoshi a gentle smile.

"It seems I can't wait until tomorrow. I'll be heading to Kyoto soon. Please be careful in Tokyo."

“I went to Arakawa to investigate. The matter you need to solve is probably not simple. The Outer Gods are very mysterious, but the Outer Gods alone could not have caused such a long and continuous rain. There must be another player involved.”

“I have seen you draw your sword. You are already very strong, but there are always mountains beyond mountains. Everyone and everything has its nemesis. The Demon King of Mount Ooe is also unparalleled, but a pot of wine can cripple seventy or eighty percent of his strength. A thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant hole. There are some things that must be guarded against.”

"If you encounter any difficulties, please contact me first, and I will definitely come back to help you."

Li Fuyao, like a nagging old mother, gently instructed Uesugi Kiyoshi, her eyes filled with tenderness. Li Taisui's eyes almost popped out of their sockets. His face was filled with mixed feelings, and his gaze towards Uesugi Kiyoshi now held an undisguised murderous intent.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was powerless against such pure kindness. He nodded repeatedly, his expression softening considerably. He met Li Fuyao's eyes, and a gentle smile unconsciously curved his lips.

"By the way, there's also this."

Li Fuyao seemed to suddenly remember something. She pulled a red thread from her delicate, jade-like white neck, revealing a blue-green jade pendant shaped like a lamp. In the dim environment, it seemed to emit a fluorescent glow.

She took off the jade pendant, and gently tiptoed. Uesugi Kiyoshi cooperated by lowering his head, and the girlishly fragrant personal item was moved to Uesugi Kiyoshi's neck, hanging down in front of his chest.

Whether it was due to its inherent warmth or the girl's body temperature, the jade was warm, which made Uesugi Kiyoshi's heart burn even hotter.

“This is my personal possession. You can use it to contact those men in blue robes you just met—they are absolutely loyal to me, and they will also obey you, who holds the jade pendant.”

"This is more or less a supernatural power that will help you."

Uesugi Kiyoshi pursed his lips, wanting to say thank you, but then he remembered the words, "This is the last time I'll hear you say thank you to me." He was even more moved.

His belief was that gratitude and revenge should be clearly distinguished, and that good and evil should be rewarded accordingly. This belief had become an instinct, but after thinking for a long time, he couldn't come up with anything worth returning the favor with.

It was a girl's personal item, and besides being a symbol of "blue lantern," it probably had a more private meaning.

After much thought, a brilliant idea struck him. He clenched his right hand, and a mirage emanated from the demon mask tattoo on his arm, coalescing into an ancient and elegant Japanese sword.

Onikiri—Dojigiri Yasutsuna, one of Japan's Five Great Swords of the Realm, is a gift that will never be beneath its dignity.

"It sounds like your trip to Kyoto was also dangerous. I have other things to do, otherwise I could have accompanied you. I don't have anything particularly impressive to offer. Although I haven't had this sword for long, it is indeed a powerful weapon against demons and spirits. Keep it for self-defense; it will come in handy someday."

Seeing this, even Li Taisui, who was baring his teeth and spitting fire in his eyes, softened his expression.

He knew that Uesugi Kiyoshi was a swordsman, a disciple of the Kamiizumi family, a direct descendant of the Shinkage-ryu lineage, and a true traditional swordsman of an ancient school.

This kind of person values ​​a sword more than their own life.

Especially a good sword, it can truly be a lifesaver, and it is no exaggeration to say that it is a swordsman's second life.

This kid actually gave Fuyao his personal sword, and it was a divine weapon, a national treasure-level artifact. It shows his sincerity.

However, seeing the two of them so affectionate, exchanging tokens of love, Li Taisui felt another pang of heartache—his beloved daughter, whom he had raised for over a decade, was about to fly away to someone else; how could he not feel heartbroken? At this moment, he felt bitter, sour, and astringent, and his feelings were no less than those of a father marrying off his daughter.

Li Fuyao smiled gently, her radiant smile carrying a hint of joy. She seemed quite pleased with Uesugi Kiyoshi's return gift, yet she pushed the sword back into her hand.

“I am not a swordsman, this is useless to me. This kind of ghost weapon should not be allowed to tarnish. You are its best master.”

"A gentleman does not take what others love. When I give you something, I don't expect you to reciprocate."

Li Fuyao's eyes darted around, and a hint of cunning appeared in her smile.

"However, I know your personality. If you don't give me something, you'll probably feel conflicted and guilty. I can't bear to see you looking upset."

"How about this, you can give this to me."

Li Fuyao gently straightened Uesugi Kiyoshi's shirt collar with her delicate hand, then deftly pulled off the first button and held it in her palm.

"Alright, I really like this gift. Stop spacing out here, don't you still have things to do?"

"Go quickly~ Be careful."

Li Fuyao's final smile as she turned back was captivating. Without giving Uesugi Kiyoshi a chance to speak, she skipped away, disappearing from his sight in a way that was quite unlike her usual quiet and elegant demeanor.

Uesugi Kiyoshi touched the missing button on his shirt, looking bewildered—even if this was a "Soul Weapon" produced by the Collectors Association, a single button didn't seem like something valuable.

Why is she so happy?

Before he could figure it out, he was suddenly awakened by a series of affected coughs that sounded like he was about to explode with anger.

"They've vanished without a trace! What are you looking at, you little brat!"

When he looked up, Li Taisui was already standing in front of him with a stern face. His not-so-tall figure gave him a condescending feeling. Although he was smiling, it looked more like a sinister grin, like a villain in a TV series who was about to achieve his goal.

Li Taisui wrinkled his nose, his eyebrows furrowed, and he muttered curses with an accent. He shook his head and sighed, his eyes flashing with a fierce light, but he didn't actually do anything. Even Uesugi Kiyoshi could see his inner turmoil.

After dawdling for so long, Li Taisui suddenly let out a long sigh.

"Fine! If I'd known it would end like this, I shouldn't have let you in! I'd kick you and that girl from the Dongwen family out of here, so you wouldn't ruin my Fuyao's life."

"Forget it, children and grandchildren have their own destinies. I'm too lazy to care about your affairs."

"But you better remember this, kid."

Li Taisui suddenly became serious, and his aura became as cold as an abyss. An ordinary person without any confidence would probably be scared to the ground by his glare.

"If I find out you bullied Fuyao Yizhi..."

"What Collectors' Association, the Dongwen Society, and your swordsman master?"

"None of them can protect you!"

"I'll definitely smash your brains in one punch!"

"I'm telling you right now, Old Li. If you don't believe me, just try it!"

Li Taisui's expression at this moment was somewhat intimidating, but Uesugi Kiyoshi was not an unreasonable person. He could roughly understand Li Taisui's deep affection for his child, so he simply smiled and did not explain anything.

He nodded slightly, sat back in the driver's seat, and looked at Li Taisui, who was serious and suppressing his anger, when he suddenly felt playful.

He rarely suffers a loss; he usually settles scores on the spot and doesn't let them linger overnight. He was just threatened, so how could he let it go like this?

"I will definitely keep in mind what the Grand Duke Jupiter said."

"However, I hate being threatened the most. Although you are my elder, I am still angry. I hold grudges."

"If you really want to smash my skull with one punch."

"Then don't blame me for being cruel."

"As revenge, I'll let you hold your grandson ahead of time. How about that?"

"If you don't believe me, just try it!"

After uttering those extremely frivolous and almost vulgar words, Uesugi Kiyoshi floored the accelerator without hesitation, and the black sedan sped off, disappearing in the blink of an eye.

Li Taisui was left standing there in the rain, stunned for a few seconds. Suddenly, he realized what was going on and started cursing, but he was helpless against Uesugi Kiyoshi, who had already run away.

Inside the gate, leaning against the wall, Li Fuyao held a black button with gold accents in her hand, listening to her father's furious scolding, her smile wide and unwavering.

After a long while, she gripped the button in her hand again, and her smile gradually faded.

"Qing should be fine. With Qingyi's assistance, nothing serious will happen."

"However, things are a bit tricky in Kyoto."

"Some of our old friends are eager to jump ship."

Chapter 197 Do you believe in religion?

It was still early, and despite the heavy rain, there were still quite a few pedestrians braving the rain in Tokyo's bustling wards.

People have to live. No matter how heavy the rain, there are still some jobs that need to be done. If they aren't done, some people might go hungry.

Tokyo, a city that appears to be extravagant and filled with desire, is also built on the blood and sweat of these laborers at the bottom of society.

After driving for a while, he unknowingly drove to the vicinity of the school.

He is currently on leave, but according to news reports, due to the torrential rains that have lasted for more than a week, nearly half of the schools in Tokyo have chosen to temporarily close, especially national and public schools. Even some private schools that prioritize academic performance have bowed to the severe weather – who knows if a storm is brewing at sea, it's safer to stay at home right now.

Kyoko Nohara and Rin Kamiizumi's girls' high school is on holiday.

However, Uesugi Kiyoshi's school, Kaijo Middle School, is really going all out, still holding classes as usual.

After parking the car on the side of the road and staring blankly for half a minute, Uesugi Kiyoshi decided to go in and take a look.

It wasn't even noon yet, and it was during class time. With the heavy rain, there was hardly anyone in the school, and he was all alone, walking in the rain with his umbrella.

He wasn't there to experience school life; in fact, the so-called college life no longer held any appeal for him.

Dance on the edge of a blade, fight to the death with ghosts and gods, unveil all the mysteries of the extraordinary world, and learn about the strange and novel people, ghosts, and demons.

This is much more interesting than studying.

His motivation for studying hard is very utilitarian: to gain a higher starting point in his career and have more leverage and confidence when competing for status, power, wealth, and partners.

It's tacky, but also very realistic.

So-called society is nothing more than a whitewashed version of the law of the jungle, and those jungle laws still apply.

Therefore, after he discovered that his so-called academic qualifications and knowledge were of no use whatsoever in the face of ghosts and gods, he relentlessly used every means to squeeze into the door of the extraordinary.

Having lived two lifetimes of loneliness, his inner fire remained unextinguished. He not only wanted to live, but he also wanted to live better than most people—this was his strongest desire before he stepped into the realm of the extraordinary.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't go to the classroom. He didn't have many friends at school, and with his agile mind honed by the baptism of the mirage, coupled with his learning experience in his previous life, high school courses were no longer even beginner level for him.

He came here to wander around because Kudo Yuichi's suggestion a few days ago really piqued his interest.

Is it a good idea to try for the University of Tokyo?

If life is like a game, for players born in Japan, the achievement of "getting into the University of Tokyo" is at least a diamond-level achievement, which is very prestigious. It is a source of pride for one's ancestors and one of the few ways for children from poor families to achieve success.

Of course, due to the disparity in educational resources, it is much more difficult for children from poor families to take this path than for children from well-off families.

Uesugi Kiyoshi was fortunate enough to live a second life. Given his competitive nature, he would have easily accepted this achievement. Why not take something that was given to him for free?

Now he's practically part of Tokyo's "elite class," and the people he knows and interacts with are all important figures. He's not going to engage in favoritism or cheating; he could ask a teacher at school to arrange for him to participate in next spring's unified exam. That's not unreasonable, is it?

Let's also discuss the attendance issue—he didn't really want to waste time at school. Practicing swordsmanship, catching ghosts, reading books—with a sharp blade in hand and a beautiful woman by his side, how could it not be more comfortable than being at school?

The journey was uneventful. The school teachers treated top students very well, especially when Uesugi Kiyoshi performed a special feat for him. He randomly picked two quiz papers from when he was on leave and completed them in five minutes, faster than copying answers, without making a single mistake. His homeroom teacher and the principal, who had come to see this top student who rarely came to school, were both stunned.

Haicheng Middle School is a private school. Private schools prioritize reputation and academic performance. The exams here are much more difficult than those in public schools, and a significant portion of them contain questions beyond the curriculum.