I became Hokage in Tokyo

Chapters 417 and 418: Resurrect, my love!

"Hehehe."

Her originally snow-white long hair had been dyed a deep, dark black, draped over the beautiful Onmyoji like silk. The only thing that could be considered an accessory on her was the bell hanging from the end of her hair.

Immediately, several sheets of paper bellflower unfolded into a black yukata and a veil, which were draped over Abe no Seimei's body.

The black yukata has an ingenious design, resembling both a wedding dress and a funeral garment, and is bold and revealing.

Abe no Seimei's crimson lips held a half-smile, and his purple eyes seemed to be full of teasing affection as he glanced around, exuding a captivating charm.

"Heh heh heh heh. That's it, let's fall into depravity."

As Abe no Seimei chuckled, the black mud formed from the flesh and blood of a hundred demons in the deep pit below her instantly melted away, and the evil aura surrounding Abe no Seimei grew even darker and deeper.

She closed her eyes contentedly, placed her hand on her chest, and murmured:

May Abe no Seimei's soul fall into an even darker and deeper abyss.

The pale purple bells hanging from her hair and dangling from her chest were also stained black, like ink jade, with only a faint, crystalline white light stubbornly resisting in the very center.

"Gurgle."

The sound of swallowing saliva could be heard among Self-Defense Force soldiers on the edge of the Kyoto battlefield, in command posts, at the Prime Minister's official residence in Tokyo, at the Pentagon overseas, and even in the homes of ordinary people around the world.

Regardless of race, nationality, or social status, countless men stared wide-eyed, their bodies burning with desire.

Do you think they can just watch this for free?

"So incredibly beautiful, no, she's naturally alluring! A vixen, Abe no Seimei truly is the son of a fox spirit!"

"I can lick Lady Abe's feet until they're smooth and patchy."

"Abe no Seimei had a wife and children, or rather, a husband. Her husband was truly blessed. If I could have sex with such a stunning beauty, I wouldn't even want to be a god."

"I don't want to hear it! I declare that Seimei-chan is my new wife!"

Unlike viewers who could only watch from thousands of miles away via screens, Abe no Seimei's captivating beauty mesmerized the ordinary Self-Defense Force members who were watching him live, to the point that they almost disarmed themselves.

Even the twelve divine generals, who were extraordinary beings, were significantly affected, but they were still able to withstand some of the damage.

As the pure love god of war, Uchiha Senmon was naturally unmoved, only staring intently at Kuro Seimei floating in mid-air.

Turning evil!

After bathing in the black mud, Abe no Haruhi's white hair turned black, his appearance became even more alluring and bewitching, and his evil aura became even stronger, as if he had become a completely different person.

This immediately led the Uchiha Sage to consider turning to the dark side.

However, he had no desire to delve into the matter at the moment, as his entire attention was consumed by the "Taishan Fujun Sacrifice".

What is the secret of the Taishan Fujun Festival?

"Don't be so impatient, let me explain in detail."

With a wave of her hand, the purple barrier covering her head disintegrated, and then with a gentle clap of her hands, all the Nine-Faced Beasts were summoned to her side.

"To understand everything about Abe no Seimei, we must start with the taboo technique of the Taizan Fukun Festival."

After stroking the fur of the White Tiger shikigami, Kuro Seimei smiled charmingly and said:

"First, let me demonstrate how the Taishan Fujun Festival summons the dead back."

Everyone was taken aback, their faces showing a mixture of unease and uncertainty.

Even the men who had previously been infatuated with Kuro Seimei's good looks have all come to their senses.

The idea of ​​the dead coming back to life has been a topic of great interest to humankind since ancient times.

The allure of immortality is far more captivating than the basic physiological desires of humankind.

The Taishan Fujun Sacrifice, the supreme secret technique of Yin-Yang Dao that can bring the dead back to life, is renowned throughout this extraordinary era, known to everyone.

"Can the dead truly be brought back to life? The Taishan Fujun Sacrifice..."

"The Supernatural Police Department and the Self-Defense Forces are ordered not to take any rash actions! No firing is permitted!"

Many powerful figures at the Prime Minister's official residence in Chiyoda, Tokyo, stood up excitedly, their eyes filled with greed, wishing they could shove their old faces into the screen.

While high-ranking officials in Japanese politics may hold their positions due to family connections, there's a hierarchy where everyone is considered senior and by the time they finally rise to power, they're often quite old.

Ordinary people will always pursue what they cannot have. When they are young, they want wealth, power, fame, and strength, but in their old age, what they want will change...

That is one's own life!

The gradual decline of their physical functions made these great figures smell the decaying scent of death.

Even if it is beyond their reach, the Taishan Fujun Festival is the only path to immortality they currently know of.

Isn't this better than passing on wealth and status to one's descendants?

Kuro Seimei extended two slender, white fingers from his right hand and smiled:

"The Taishan Prefecture Lord Ceremony has two necessary prerequisites, neither of which can be missing."

Uchiha Senmon looked thoughtful.

Two conditions?

Ten years ago, Mikoto had taken away the heart of the Uchiha Senmon, and since then, there has been no more joy or sorrow.

The only meaning of life is revenge.

After the Asakusa Incident, the Uchiha Sage Sect had another tragic wish: to bring Mikoto back to life.

He would stop at nothing to achieve this!

Let alone two conditions, even if it were twenty or two hundred, the Uchiha Sage Sect would definitely meet them.

"Is it possible to bring the dead back to life with just two conditions?"

"Isn't the price a bit too lenient? After all, this is the legendary resurrection of the dead!"

"There must be some extremely strict restrictions."

Whether they were superhumans present or ordinary people watching the live stream, their hearts were pounding and they were so nervous they could hardly breathe.

"First, I'd like to invite a guest."

Kuro Seimei clapped his hands together, and a glowing pentagram array immediately appeared on the ground.

It is her signature bellflower print.

Space distorted, and a figure appeared and disappeared.

"Is it a space teleportation technology similar to 'Eagle'? As expected of the greatest Onmyoji in a thousand years, his foundation is indeed profound."

Many of the twelve divine generals present frowned secretly.

Even with the support of the entire Japanese national machinery, the Twelve Divine Generals, and the presence of the Uchiha clan leader, the number one transcendent, they were still unable to defeat the Hawk Organization. This was largely because the Hawk Organization possessed teleportation techniques from the mystical side, allowing them to come and go freely.

A moment later, an old woman dressed in rich clothes and jewels, whose heavy makeup could not hide her aging, walked hesitantly out of the pentagram magic circle.

"Who is this old lady?"

"She looks like an ordinary old woman, not someone with supernatural abilities."

"But it looks familiar, like I've seen it before..."

"This, this is!"

Some ordinary Japanese viewers in the live stream were completely bewildered, racking their brains, unable to figure out who the person was. But immediately, someone recognized them, staring in disbelief, their expressions a complex mix of emotions.

"Isn't that the Prime Minister's wife? The Morinaga family's daughter!"

"How did she end up here? Could it be... could it be!"

The high-ranking Japanese political figures at the Prime Minister's official residence were immediately thrown into an uproar, their glasses shattering on the floor.

How could they not know Miss Morinaga?

Not to mention the titles of the wife of the Prime Minister and the First Lady of Japan, the Morinaga Zaibatsu is also a major conglomerate in Japan.

In the 1950s, Morinaga Milk Powder was embroiled in the infamous "arsenic poisoning milk powder scandal." Fourteen years later, Morinaga was found guilty, handed over two junior employees as scapegoats, escaped unscathed, and has been operating ever since.

The Japanese government euphemistically stated that allowing Morinaga to keep the company profitable was necessary to provide financial compensation to the victims' families.

Among the many important figures present were relatives by marriage, old friends, or blood relatives of the Morinaga family.

The crowd exchanged bewildered glances, their faces filled with disbelief and a hint of anticipation.

After Mrs. Morinaga stepped out of the magic circle, she saw the twelve generals of the Supernatural Police Department and the Self-Defense Force members all looking at her strangely. A hint of displeasure flashed across her old face, and she was about to reprimand them.

"Mrs. Morinaga, are your things ready?"

Lady Morinaga, abandoning her previous arrogance, smiled broadly, bowed to Kuro Seimei, and said humbly:

"Lord Abe..."

Mrs. Morinaga's tone was somewhat unnatural, after all, she had changed her surname to Abe after marrying the Prime Minister. She quickly covered it up, took out a blood bag from her bag, and respectfully held it above her head with both hands.

"This is my husband's umbilical cord blood stored in an autologous blood bank. I had the doctor confirm it was correct before bringing it over."

Umbilical cord blood?

Uchiha Senmon frowned.

Umbilical cord blood is the residual blood from the umbilical cord and placenta during childbirth. It contains stem cells that rebuild the body's hematopoietic and immune systems and can treat nearly a hundred blood and immune system diseases.

Families with the means will store their umbilical cord blood in private blood banks, paying a substantial annual storage fee for unforeseen circumstances.

"Could this be one of the two conditions?"

"That's enough, this amount is sufficient."

Kuro Seimei landed on the ground, picked up the blood bag, weighed it in his hand, and nodded.

"Is it really possible to bring my husband back to life, Lord Abe?"

Mrs. Morinaga opened her mouth, hesitant and somewhat at a loss.

"Of course. I will definitely keep my promise to you." Kuro Seimei glanced at Lady Morinaga and said meaningfully.

"That's wonderful! As expected, the name 'Abe' is not something that can be written with a single stroke; we are relatives by blood. I'll leave everything to Lord Abe."

Mrs. Morinaga was overjoyed and thanked her repeatedly.

Apart from Uchiha Senmon, all twelve divine generals present had strange expressions, their lips twitching uncontrollably. Was it really going to be that one resurrected?!

Uchiha Senmon had no interest in whether the resurrected creature was a human or a dog; all he cared about was that the secret of the Mount Tai Lord Festival was finally about to be revealed.

With a flick of his finger, Kuro Seimei caused the blood bag to burst open, releasing a gush of dark red blood.

However, instead of scattering across the ground, it flowed along a special trajectory, instantly forming a black, mysterious magic array composed of countless enigmatic runes.

"So this is the spell..."

Uchiha Senmon's eyes were wide open to the limit, but he couldn't make sense of these runes at all. He only recognized the two Chinese characters "秽" (filth) and "土" (earth) in the formation.

"Get the drone closer! Make sure to capture the entire magic circle on camera, leaving no detail untouched!"

"Where is Professor Changshan? Quickly gather experts and scholars from various fields to analyze this magic array!"

The Prime Minister's residence erupted in chaos and commotion, with everyone staring intently, as if trying to decipher the magic circle.

"The Taishan Fujun ritual is classified as a spirit communication technique, which summons the soul of the deceased from the underworld, also known as the impure land, to this world..."

Kuro Seimei clasped his hands together, forming a hand seal, his voice icy and carrying a chilling aura:

"Therefore, first of all, we must obtain a certain amount of flesh and blood from the person we want to resurrect. In modern terms, that is, DNA. And without a sufficient quantity, the ritual of the Taishan Fujun Festival cannot be performed."

Although it seemed somewhat incongruous for Abe no Seimei, a figure from a thousand years ago, to utter the word "DNA," everyone present was drawn to the array on the ground.

After hearing what Kuro Seimei said, the Uchiha Immortal Sect's expression shifted between light and shadow. He then asked in a deep voice:

"Ashes, or hair, won't that work?"

"If it were just bones, that would be enough, but it's very difficult to extract sufficient DNA from ashes and hair, which is a pity."

Uchiha Senmon felt as if he had fallen into an ice cave, his hands and feet turning cold.

Mikoto's remains were cremated and buried in a cemetery; naturally, their rural hospital wouldn't have the facilities to store umbilical cord blood.

In that case, wouldn't they be separated forever?!

Uchiha Senmon bit his lip until it bled, nearly going mad. The black three-tomoe jade in his eyes suddenly appeared, twisting and spinning like a vortex.

No, there's still one more chance!

In the blink of an eye, Uchiha Senmon's Sharingan returned to normal, and his eyes regained their clarity.

If we can recover the missing remains of Mikoto, then there is still a chance.

"Mrs. Morinaga, please stand inside the magic circle. It's alright, it will be over soon."

"Oh, oh oh."

Lady Morinaga, who knew nothing about the supernatural, stood in the magic circle in a daze, guided by Kuro Seimei.

"临、兵、斗、者、阵、在、前……"

Kuro Seimei closed his eyes seemingly without any defense, clenched his hands tightly, and muttered incantations, the obscure and difficult-to-understand sounds of the spell rising higher and higher.

It seemed like a perfect opportunity for a sneak attack, but not only would the bigwigs at the Prime Minister's Office object, but even the Uchiha Sage Sect would do their utmost to ensure that Kuro Seimei continued the rituals of the Mount Tai Lord Festival.

"Mrs. Morinaga, is there anything you'd like to say to your husband?"

Is this to use the deep bond between my husband and me to summon his soul back to the world?

"Rise, my love!"

Mrs. Morinaga took a deep breath and said in an affected manner.

"I see. Are these your last words? The Supernatural Police Department will certainly pass them on. Please rest in peace."

Kuro Seimei smiled slightly, a mocking look on his lips, and said in a malicious tone.

"What?! A last message?!"

Mrs. Morinaga was shocked and immediately understood. Her legs went weak and she collapsed to the ground, scrambling to get out.

But it was too late. Kuro Seimei slapped the ground with one hand and chuckled:

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands!"

Impure World Reincarnation, activated!

(End of this chapter)