Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"It's been tough, but things have finally come under my control."

"I may not be able to solve the problem, but I can deal with the people who create the problem."

He stared intently at Ueno Mitsuishi and spoke with a firm and resolute tone.

“Ueno-senpai, I have slain demons and gods, including Tosho Daigongen and Tokugawa Ieyasu. Tokugawa Ieyasu was a god capable of creating esoteric rituals. I slew him with a single stroke, the dream mirror collapsed, and the shrine was destroyed. People still know the name Tokugawa Ieyasu, but Tosho Daigongen can never return.”

"I have the ability to slay ghosts and gods, even if their existence is still known and their faith has not been extinguished."

"If I want him to die, he must die!"

"I don't have to lie to you."

"Give me three days, and I will definitely find the culprit, grind him to dust, and make his soul vanish!"

"The problem that's been bothering us will no longer exist then."

Ueno Mitsuishi looked up somewhat blankly, seemingly not keeping up with Uesugi Kiyoshi's train of thought, and subconsciously said, "Uesugi-kun, do you want to fight demons head-on in your dream?"

"That's too dangerous! It's not worth it for me!"

"Moreover! Outer gods are different from ordinary ghosts and gods. Their dreams are devoid of any laws, and the terrain is incredibly diverse. It would be far too dangerous for you to fight there—you are still young. Give you another ten years, and you will probably make those ghosts and gods tremble with fear. You have a bright future ahead of you! Don't ruin your life!"

Without thinking, Ueno Mitsuishi said those words.

He was wholeheartedly considering Uesugi Kiyoshi's best interests. In his mind, going into the Dream Mirror alone to fight against the demons and gods, especially the Outer Gods at their peak, was simply suicide.

He didn't want to die, but he also didn't want Uesugi Kiyoshi to sacrifice his own life for his chance at survival.

Uesugi Kiyoshi didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth curled up slightly, revealing a somewhat arrogant arc.

His face, which had been furrowed with worry ever since his ordeal with Mitsuishi in Ueno, finally relaxed.

Just like he said, things have now come to his area of ​​expertise—he's incredibly skilled at killing people.

"What's the difference between external gods and ghosts/gods?"

"When I first learned swordsmanship, I made a vow of sword heart—the sword in my hand will never waver, and those who disturb my mind will all be cut down!"

"I don't care who your opponent is, if he attacks you, I'll help you kill him!"

"Hydra? Outer Gods? A terrifying being comparable to Jormungandr? The hydra, the ruler of the sea?"

"Hehehe hahaha!"

With a hearty laugh, Uesugi Kiyoshi's expression turned serious, his demeanor becoming solemn yet sharp.

"Let's have a go, and see who lives and who dies!"

Chapter 211 Convocation

Uesugi Kiyoshi had thoroughly researched the "Hydra" and quite enjoyed spending time in the archives of the Collectors' Association.

The Collectors' Association's files record that Hydra, known as the "Thousand-Faced Moon," is a bizarre, protoplasmic creature that defies all reason. Its true form is a gray-black ocean dotted with countless human heads—the souls it has devoured. These heads, as if still alive, emit mournful howls and shed tears of despair. But if you have even the slightest compassion and try to save them, you will have your head bitten off by its ferocious fangs and become part of it.

The Collectors Association rates the complete form of Hydra of a Thousand Faces as above "National Territory Level" and reaching the "Catastrophe Level" threshold, indicating that it was a powerful demon that could threaten the entire Japanese islands in its prime.

However, the so-called Outer Gods are actually uninvited guests of this world. These god-like beings, although powerful and beyond the boundaries of this plane, are still subject to the suppression of the plane's laws. Based on ideology alone, these Outer Gods would find it difficult to survive in this world.

What's puzzling is that when Hydra first arrived in this world, it sought out Jormungandr, a celestial being of the same calamity level.

For reasons unknown, the Thousand-Faced Moon and the Mortal Serpent engaged in a bloody battle in a dream. Since then, the Mortal Serpent has been in a deep slumber, while the Hydra has begun to appear in the form of snakes—Jormungandr is a snake.

This happened a long time ago.

As for the real world, the various legends collected by Uesugi Kiyoshi—the Queen of the Sea, the Mother Goddess of the Hydra, the Shepherd of the Ocean, the God of Plague, the Daughter of the Dragon—all of these more or less bear the shadow of this Outer God.

It is estimated that the evil deeds committed in order to gather faith were suppressed by superhumans or local gods, leaving behind such a legend.

However, in modern history, such mythical creatures have been rarely witnessed and have disappeared, seemingly no longer existing in human society.

Humanity's reverence for these deities has reached its lowest point in history, as science and society have developed and human capabilities have expanded.

Even so, it was a spirit or deity classified as "national level" or higher, and not something that a single collector from the Collectors Association could easily defeat—even if the Tokyo Collectors Association used all its resources, it might not be able to successfully contain it.

Edward looked at Uesugi Kiyoshi as if he were a madman.

Ueno Mitsuishi's expression wasn't much better. Although he didn't show too much of an ugly look, his obvious doubts still lingered.

Only Kudo Yuichi frowned and said softly, "Kiyoshi, Hydra is not a second-rate character like Tosho Shinjun. In fact, the gods native to Japan are quite cheap, and their strength is still somewhat inferior to those foreign ones."

"With eight million gods, the quantity increases, but the quality will decrease. There's nothing we can do about it."

"Even you, in Hydra's dream, would probably be unable to slay Him."

Uesugi Kiyoshi himself showed no unusual expression, but rather shook his head with an unusually confident demeanor.

Whether I win or not is my business, you go do your thing.

"Professor Edward, please take good care of Ueno-senpai before I return."

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"Yu-Yi, send that woman's location to my phone. Have DedeCMS on standby and at my command. I don't need any other support."

"Don't let my appearance fool you, I do have a few friends. After the battle at Dongwen Society, I've been able to gather a group of extraordinary combatants."

"Believe me, I may not win, but I will definitely not die."

With the complete Inugami Scroll, Uesugi Kiyoshi, whose soul and body can both be reborn, spoke these words with great confidence.

Given Kudo Yuichi's personality, he wouldn't offer much advice, but simply nodded silently and fiddled with his phone for a few moments.

"Alright, I'll also be preparing for the meeting Yamamoto is calling tomorrow. Be careful, safety first. Ueno-san is right about something: you're still young, you have a brighter future ahead of you, don't stop here."

"Just do what you want, I'll take care of the logistics, no one will interfere with you."

"Perfect timing. I need to talk to my old man about the snake venom in this rain. If all goes well, I'll try to minimize the number of Tokyo residents going out in the next few days through various channels. Let's use this time to settle things with them!"

"Anyway, these evil spirits are also plotting something, trying to overthrow Tokyo. They are already mortal enemies of our Collectors Association, so there's nothing wrong with confronting them ahead of time."

With those words, Uesugi Kiyoshi had no more worries.

He glanced deeply at Ueno Mitsuishi, his smile giving people a strange sense of peace—he gripped the sword at his waist, pushed open the door without hesitation, and strode away, his figure disappearing into the long corridor in no time.

Inside the containment room, a barely perceptible glimmer of desire to live had appeared in Ueno Mitsuishi's eyes!

After Uesugi Kiyoshi left the house, he dialed a number on his phone.

After a few brief rings, the call was connected, and a somewhat cold male voice rang out.

"Hey, Liu, busy?"

On the other side, in a dimly lit conference room, surrounded by crimson bloodstains and corpses lying sprawled out, Liu Longren kicked aside the body of the middle-aged man in a kimono who was sitting at the head of the table with his eyes wide open in death. He didn't care about the bloodstains at all and naturally sat down in the chair.

"I wouldn't say I'm particularly busy."

"Speaking of which, I should thank you. Those unwanted businesses from the Dongwen Association really benefited me. However, many of these newcomers are hypocritical and have ulterior motives. I've found a few typical examples in the past few days to make an example of them and let them know the methods of Kowloon."

"Hmm, the effect is good. I guess I can rest for a few days."

Liu Longren gracefully sheathed a Japanese sword that gleamed with a cold, moon-white light, his tone completely calm.

Just like the corpses scattered here, they weren't his masterpiece.

This young man, who carries the spirit of the Snow Child, is a very authentic member of the traditional Japanese yakuza. He is the successor trained by the head of the Kowloon Society and is ruthless and decisive in dealing with enemies, even more so than Uesugi Kiyoshi.

In his eyes, there was no difference between destroying one or two disobedient gangs and slaughtering a dog that bites randomly and turning it into dog meat hot pot.

"Hmm," Uesugi Kiyoshi hesitated for a few seconds before deciding to speak directly.

Are you free these next few days?

"Some people have provoked me, and I intend to retaliate. My opponents might be powerful demons or gods, and they might have many followers supporting them. I'm currently lacking in information and need the help of friends. You..."

Before he could finish speaking, he heard Liu Longren's tone on the other end of the phone become more interested.

"Huh? I really can't imagine what kind of formidable enemy you've encountered that made you want to ask for help."

"Back when you took down Dong Wenyu, you only talked about cooperation."

Liu Longren stood up, his tailored suit stained with specks of blood, like plum blossoms in ink, which made him look somewhat bewitching.

"Okay, I still owe you a favor. If you're in trouble, I should at least lend a hand."

"Just give me a call, I'll be there whenever you need me—do you need any help?"

Actions of this magnitude would only cause trouble for ordinary people, so Uesugi Kiyoshi decisively rejected the proposal.

"No need. I'll let you know where to go and who to deal with at the earliest tonight or the latest tomorrow morning. Just come if you can."

"Or if you know someone with similar strength, you might as well call them to help you. It may sound a bit cliché, but I will pay them."

"That's it, I'm going to contact other friends now. Wait for my call."

After hurriedly hanging up the phone, Uesugi Kiyoshi had already arrived at the entrance of the Collectors Association.

He reached around his neck and took out a warm, smooth jade pendant. He stared at the green lamp for a while, then shook his head, focused his mind, and sent a wisp of his consciousness into the jade lamp.

Before Li Fuyao left, he taught him how to use it. This jade pendant could be activated with just a thought from Uesugi Kiyoshi, and used to summon the followers of the Lord of a Hundred Tales.

Sure enough, as soon as he immersed his consciousness in it, countless responses rang out.

In the darkness, he seemed to be standing on a cold, bluish-green planet.

In the vast and boundless starry universe, countless blue meteors approached from afar, all rushing toward his location.

However, a flash of blue light appeared, and a graceful female figure appeared before him.

A man in green robes appeared, his face veiled with a green scarf. He was dressed in a Chinese-style outfit that looked somewhat familiar to Uesugi Kiyoshi—it seemed like the green-robed members of the Tai Sui Gang wore similar clothes.

Sure enough, her words immediately startled Uesugi Kiyoshi.

"Commander in green robes—the young lady bestowed upon me the name [Qinglian], greetings to the young master!"

"Miss instructed us that during her absence, we should obey the young master's orders!"

"Of the three hundred members of the Li family in blue robes, one hundred and thirty-two are capable of harnessing the power of the young lady's secret rituals. They are all here, awaiting the young master's command!"

Upon hearing these words, Uesugi Kiyoshi almost choked on his own mouth.

Why does this feel like a typical son-in-law story? — We haven't even started anything yet, how did he become the son-in-law?

He hasn't even touched Li Fuyao's hand yet!

Um.