Tokyo Sword Saint Online Dealing

"At least. At least"

"This won't work!"

Oh?

If this place doesn't work, can't we just go somewhere else?

Uesugi Kiyoshi was overjoyed and was about to press his advantage.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly startled, and an inexplicable sense of crisis made his hair stand on end.

Li Fuyao's gentle and shy expression instantly turned serious.

The two turned around almost simultaneously, raised their heads, and looked in the direction behind them.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's fingers were tucked inside his sleeves, and his sword energy shone brightly.

Li Fuyao clenched her fist slightly, and a faint blue light appeared in her palm.

At the same time, a somewhat childish girl's sharp rebuke rang out.

"In broad daylight, at the place of divine worship, a monster dares to openly cause trouble and seduce humans. It's incredibly audacious!"

"We humbly beseech the Supreme God Taiyuan to descend upon this glorious realm!"

"Break the spell!"

A talisman flew through the air. Uesugi Kiyoshi narrowed his eyes and recognized that the yellow talisman indeed possessed extraordinary power, and was not the kind of illusion used to fool ordinary people.

But he was quite angry.

Who is it?

Can you distinguish between different situations?

Specifically used as a light bulb?

Haven't you ever seen couples in love?

From the FFF group?

Why are you meddling in this?

So what if you know a couple of Yin-Yang talisman techniques?

Men can be irrational at times.

He casually flicked his finger, and a burst of sword light shot out, instantly shattering the faint talismanic magic into pieces.

When he looked up, he found that it was a little girl who was obviously a child, dressed in a neat miniature shrine maiden outfit, holding a gohei (a type of shrine maiden), staring at the two of them with righteous indignation.

That talisman was her masterpiece.

Uesugi Kiyoshi's heart skipped a beat as he realized what was going on.

Could she detect the demonic power within Li Fuyao?

The power of that ghostly light is hidden deep within the soul and in the dreamscape; it is not so easy to discover. Even if Uesugi Kiyoshi did not use his full perception, he could not sense the power that Li Fuyao had hidden.

How did this little witch manage to find out?

Moreover, they'd resort to drawing talismans and physical violence at the slightest provocation.

He was already angry and didn't care about anything else. He was about to scold the little girl when Li Fuyao tugged at his sleeve.

Somewhat puzzled, he looked at Li Fuyao, only to see her point a finger into the distance.

Uesugi Seiichi turned his head and saw a middle-aged man dressed in a priest's robe running towards him, panting heavily. He angrily grabbed the shrine maiden's collar and lifted her up.

"You silly child! Have you caused trouble for others again?"

"How many times have I told you! Don't use talismans carelessly! Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

"Quickly! Apologize now!"

As he spoke, the middle-aged priest pressed down on the little shrine maiden's head, intending to bow and apologize.

However, his expression froze when he saw Li Fuyao's face.

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"Miss Fuyao?"

Chapter 302 Yuzuru's Bond

Priests and priestesses are the mediums that connect humans and gods.

Shrine maidens were alright, but before the establishment of the Japanese Peace Constitution, the priests of State Shinto were proper national civil servants, and their status was not low.

However, in today's world of advanced technology and waning faith, it is naturally incomparable to the past.

The priest who bowed respectfully to Li Fuyao appeared to be an important figure, as Uesugi Kiyoshi could tell from his attire.

He was wearing a civil official's sash, which was the formal attire of nobles below the emperor since the Heian period in Japan. In terms of its form, it was deeply influenced by the clothing of the Tang and Song dynasties of China. He was even holding a tablet, which was a cultural invasion from the Tang Dynasty. At that time, it was an essential item for civil and military officials when they went to court. Officials held the tablet with both hands to record the emperor's orders or decrees, and they could also write down what they wanted to say to the emperor on the tablet to prevent forgetting.

These were copied verbatim by Japan and have been passed down to this day.

The priest's attire clearly indicates a "high-ranking official".

In Uesugi Kiyoshi's eyes, his "scepter" was clearly radiating an obscure, extraordinary aura, and was definitely an extraordinary artifact.

In simple terms, a major lawsuit is the case of the highest-ranking person in a shrine, the head of the priests and priestesses.

Don't underestimate this position. Although people's faith in gods has become weaker now, it doesn't mean that shrines are neglected.

Just look at the tourist attractions in China. Putting aside the small shrines, the large shrines, or even "sacred palaces," are making a fortune every day.

Just now, Uesugi Seiichi flicked his finger, and the sword light shattered the yellow talisman.

In fact, his sword light was invisible and intangible, and Li Fuyao's blue light and ghost fire were dim and restrained, neither of which were particularly eye-catching.

But the little girl shrine maiden's exorcising talisman really attracted the attention of many passersby.

As evening approached, and given that this was near Kyoto University, there were quite a few pedestrians coming and going. Many people had already noticed the seemingly affectionate couple and the menacing shrine maiden loli across from them.

As for that unattractive priest uncle, let's just forget about him; nobody cares what he does.

Many people could write a lengthy ethical drama about these three main characters.

Li Fuyao smiled and, even after being attacked, did not get angry. Instead, she nodded and bowed slightly.

"Hello, Priest Yuzuru, it's nice to see you again."

Her demeanor and manners were impeccably elegant.

Upon recognizing Li Fuyao, the priest Yusheng's expression became even more awkward. He squinted, his entire face seemingly filled with dejection.

"Miss Fuyao, my daughter is naughty and has disturbed you both. I am truly sorry."

He gave a very decisive 90-degree bow. If it weren't for the fact that everyone was watching, Uesugi Kiyoshi thought the priest would have had to do a proper dogeza (a deep bow of apology).

Li Fuyao gently waved her hand, her smile tender, and half-squatted down to look at the little girl who was still struggling in her father's arms.

"You must be Xiaoyuan. I've heard Priest Yuzuru mention you before."

"Was that your spell or incantation just now?"

Why did you call so suddenly?

His gentle words calmed the somewhat uneasy little girl, who stopped struggling, though she still glared at Li Fuyao angrily.

She pointed.

"You're a monster! I can smell the aura of the underworld, there's no mistake!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi raised an eyebrow, and his gaze toward the little girl changed again.

Aoandon, the messenger of the underworld, in charge of the gates of hell, also known as the guiding lamp on the road to the Yellow Springs.

This "aura of the netherworld" is probably not just something made up.

Li Fuyao remained calm, gently stroking the little girl's head, and continued softly, "Well, even if your older sister is a monster, there's no reason for you to attack without knowing the facts, is there?"

The loli shrine maiden was clearly still a child, and she was immediately stunned when she heard this. However, she glanced at Uesugi Kiyoshi and her eyes immediately became firm.

"You must have used illusion magic to bewitch this older brother and trick him into dating you—that's how it's written in stories!"

Uesugi Kiyoshi sighed, rubbing his forehead. So what kind of stories does this child usually read?

Li Fuyao smiled slightly, glanced at the loli shrine maiden, then looked up at Uesugi Kiyoshi and asked softly, "Kiyoshi, am I a monster?"

In a sense, Uesugi Kiyoshi and Li Fuyao already share a certain degree of tacit understanding.

He nodded helplessly.

"Just say so."

"Does Qing know that I am a monster?"

Li Fuyao continued to ask.

The response this time was very quick.

"I knew."

Uesugi Kiyoshi vaguely knew what Li Fuyao was planning to do—was she going to feed the little girl poisonous chicken soup?

"So, Qing is only with me because I bewitched you?"

Perhaps Li Fuyao truly has the talent of an actress; one second she's all smiles gently, the next she's on the verge of tears, looking utterly pitiful.

Feeling as if shot in the heart, Uesugi Kiyoshi hurriedly shook his head.

"Do not."

"It has nothing to do with that."

"My love for you is something that nothing else—no one, nothing, no god, and not even the world—can affect."

"This is just between the two of us."

The feigned pitiful expression vanished instantly, and Li Fuyao smiled again, meeting the gaze of the loli witch.

"So, do you understand now, Xiaoyuan?"

"Love is not some kind of sorcery or illusion that can be easily changed."