Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

The Vermilion Bird's flames blazed fiercely, while the Black Tortoise weighed nearly ten thousand pounds.

The Azure Dragon shatters tendons and breaks bones, while the White Tiger reveals its full power.

The most deadly, of course, is the spirit of the "White Tiger," which holds the power of life and death.

Now, the white tiger spirit that had intended to shatter his heart is now bound by Yuan Qingya's sword.

A roar of anger and panic rose from the ground and lingered for a long time.

Yuan Qingya slowly raised her eyes.

The intense pain didn't even cause a ripple on his face; all that remained was endless killing intent.

Kamo no Yoshimoto was stunned, his face filled with disbelief.

It seems that in his mind, this treasure should be invincible, and Yuan Qingya should be fragile and easily broken. Then he took the demon sword Achi and Qingxingdeng back to Kyoto.

With their assistance, his strength will definitely improve by leaps and bounds, making him the most outstanding among his peers.

When that time comes, who else but him will be the next head of the family?

The beautiful dream came to an abrupt end before it was even finished.

A chill ran down his throat. The last image of Kamo no Yoshimoto's life was that sharp, razor-sharp gaze.

Without pausing, Minamoto no Kiyoya drew the second of the three katanas from his waist, channeled his remaining strength, and threw the katana like a javelin.

After a whooshing sound, Kamo no Yoshimoto's throat was pierced by a sharp blade, and his body was thrown several meters by the immense force, leaving a trail of blood on the ground. By the time he landed, he was completely silent.

With his death, and after injuring Minamoto no Kiyomasa, the three beams of light flying in mid-air became somewhat flustered, swaying wildly like headless flies. In the end, they even disregarded the compass they were attached to and sped towards Heian-kyo.

Yuan Qingya simply didn't have the energy to care about any of that.

The spirit of the white tiger beneath his sword seemed to want to follow suit; the white light had transformed into a miniature tiger, struggling fiercely under Yuan Qingya's sword.

Without saying a word, Yuan Qingya swung her arm and punched Baihu on the forehead.

"If you move again, you will die."

The chilling words, as if emanating from the depths of hell, startled the spirit of the white tiger, causing it to lie prone on the ground, too afraid to move even though it had been pierced through by a sharp sword.

Just as Yuan Qingya was about to get up, she heard another sound of horses' hooves.

He looked around and saw Genji Masaya riding towards him. Upon seeing his disheveled appearance, he was filled with shock and anger.

He quickly dismounted and stepped forward to help Yuan Qingya. Yuan Zhengya said angrily, "How did you get injured like this? Did you offend some kind of ghost king?"

Yuan Qingya smiled bitterly and gestured with her eyes to the corpses scattered on the ground in front of her.

Yuan Zhengya's gaze swept around, his expression changing several times.

"The Kamo family, they're after you?"

"This is outrageous! This is outrageous!"

"Openly intercepting and killing members of the Minamoto clan, are they planning a rebellion?! A bunch of fortune-telling charlatans, do they really think they're someone important?"

"Alright, since they've thrown caution to the wind, then we won't hold back either. San'er, don't worry, I'll contact Big Brother as soon as we get back. Those brats from the He Mao family, once they're in our hands, we'll make them taste the bitterness of life!"

Yuan Zhengya's face was so gloomy it looked like it could drip water, and every word and action was extremely violent, completely unlike the refined and gentle person he had been when he reunited with his younger brother.

With her second brother supporting her, Yuan Qingya felt a little more relaxed. She took a few breaths and spoke in a hoarse voice.

"Heh, just a spoiled brat from a wealthy family. The Kamo family is not far from its downfall."

"Look over there, what did he bring out?"

Gen Masaya's gaze shifted, then his brow furrowed, his expression becoming somewhat strange, neither happy nor sad.

"The Four Symbols Spirit Gathering Plate?"

"How dare he bring this out? How could he possibly bring this out!"

"This is a family heirloom of the Kamo clan, but it doesn't actually belong to them. It's a royal treasure, the dwelling place of the four spirits that suppress the fortune of Heian-kyo. How could he take it out for his own use??"

When Genji said that, Genji also felt that something was wrong.

This is just too much of a coincidence.

Before he could think much about it, he heard his second brother continue, "Great, that's perfect."

"San'er, I'll take this corpse back with me, and I'll take this compass back with me too."

Yuan Qingya shook her head slightly.

"Second brother, the Four Spirits are no less intelligent than humans. They saw the user die and fled. They're probably all in Heian-kyo by now."

"As you said yourself, these are the four spirits that suppress Heian-kyo, and they are not so easy to touch. Without the four spirits to reside in, this compass is practically useless."

"However, I did leave something behind."

Yuan Qingya gave the miniature white tiger spirit's head a hard knock and pouted.

"The idiots of the Kamo family are too weak. The four spirits are controlled by him, and they can't even exert one or two tenths of their power. This white tiger spirit attacked my vital heart, but I cut it off with one stroke and imprisoned it under my sword. It can't break free now!"

Gen Masaya narrowed his eyes, stroked his chin, and suddenly an idea came to him.

"So now, isn't the Kamo family in a very difficult situation?"

"Kamo no Yoshimoto's death will probably be in vain. He stole a treasure that was related to the fate of Heian-kyo. If it gets out, it will be a capital offense, and the Kamo family will also be implicated."

"Now that we have all the physical evidence and he's dead, having lost one of the Four Spirits, can't we just say whatever we want?"

"Third son, I'm about to set off back to the capital. The compass is useless now, so I'll take it with me. Keep this White Tiger Spirit safe. I'll go back and discuss it with my elder brother. We'll set up a plan and this time we'll definitely skin the He Mao family alive!"

Yuan Qingya remained silent, but Qingxingdeng, who had already escaped the sudden calamity, suddenly spoke.

She had been keeping her head down silently, but when she heard what Yuan Zhengya said, she couldn't help but interject.

"This... sir."

“I’ve heard Qingya talk about the situation in Heian-kyo. Don’t you think there’s something fishy about this?”

"These Onmyoji are after Qingya. Judging from what he said, if I'm not mistaken, their target is Achi, right?"

He also said things like, "I'm just doing something for Minamoto no Yorimitsu, that violent maniac."

"So, could Minamoto no Yorimitsu be behind his trip?"

"A playboy certainly couldn't steal a treasure that suppresses the fortune of Heian-kyo, but what if he had the help of Minamoto no Yorimitsu, who already holds a high position of power?"

"Now that the main branch of the Kamo family has been brutally killed by Kiyomasa, and you want to set up a scheme to make the Kamo family suffer a great loss, then Kiyomasa's branch of the Minamoto clan and the Kamo family will become mortal enemies."

"When two tigers fight, one will surely be injured. The Kamo family has suffered a great loss of strength. I'm afraid you won't win easily either, will you?"

"In that case, who benefits the fisherman?"

Genji Masaya's thoughts were cleared by the well-organized words, and he gritted his teeth and spat out three words.

"Minamoto no Yorimitsu!"

Chapter 288 Parting

From just a few words, the white-haired girl meticulously extracted a great deal of information and sketched out the outline of a conspiracy.

Genji Masaya's gaze towards Aoandon had become somewhat strange.

He turned his head, gave his younger brother a deep look, and chuckled awkwardly a few times.

"Hmm, no wonder you're so worried about her."

"My younger brother has good taste, although his taste is a bit unique."

"I remember that you and Minamoto no Yorimitsu had a complete falling out back then, also because of a yokai girl?"

Yuan Qingya shrugged helplessly. Yuan Zhengya was no ordinary person either. The demonic aura on Qingxingdeng could not be hidden from those who were interested. He wanted to say something, but he could only cough up a few strands of blood.

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"You are Lord Zheng Ya. I have heard of your name."

"I'll take your words as a compliment. Now, could I speak with him alone for a few minutes?"

Aoandon didn't stand on ceremony; she spoke frankly, which caught Gen Masaya off guard.

Seeing the look his younger brother gave him, Genji smiled and, without saying a word, strolled away to check the corpses of the Onmyoji.

Although the injuries were not fatal, excessive blood loss caused Yuan Qingya's swaying body to collapse, and Qingxingdeng finally reacted.

She snapped out of her daze at the sight of blood and wounds, and anxiously helped Yuan Qingya up so he wouldn't fall to the ground.

Chest, ribs, abdomen, thighs.

Blood gushed endlessly from the three wounds, staining Yuan Qingya's clothes red and also reddening Qingxingdeng's eyes.

She wanted to touch it, yet dared not. Hesitantly, she gently stroked the exposed skin beneath Yuan Qingya's tattered samurai uniform, lowered her eyes, and finally sighed softly.

"Are you alright?"

The words, which sounded utterly useless to her, were spoken by her, causing her waves of pain in her heart.

Yuan Qingya didn't think too much about it and forced a smile.

"It's okay, I can't die."

He didn't try to be brave; a swordsman of his caliber wouldn't die so easily.

The swordsman's extraordinary power is qi.

Compared to other extraordinary powers, Qi is somewhat unique. It is a kind of energy that is sublimated from the combination of physical and mental power. The functions of Qi even include exorcising evil spirits and curing diseases, strengthening the body, eliminating toxins, and healing wounds.

Yuan Qingya's injuries are quite frightening. If it were an ordinary person, under the medical conditions of this era, without the intervention of extraordinary power, they would surely die.

He wasn't worried about his injuries. With his current level of Qi cultivation, these injuries would heal completely after a few days in bed.

The scars themselves are insignificant, but they have become an indelible crack in Aoandon's heart.

The wounds were on Yuan Qingya's body, but the pain was in the heart of the white-haired girl.

Her fingers slipped and tugged at Yuan Qingya's tattered clothes. After a long silence, she finally spoke in a slightly tearful voice.

"I want to leave."

Yuan Qingya seemed not to have heard what Qing Xingdeng said, and asked blankly, "What did you say?"

The white-haired demon girl raised her head, a determination gradually rising in her eyes.