As the savior, I only want to play single-player games.

In her view, Miko was not a qualified spiritual master at all, as she was unable to make good use of such powerful abilities.

Jianzi frowned slightly, unable to understand why Hei Jianzi would step on her.

However, the latter was always hostile towards Jianzi, and even when she asked, she couldn't get a good answer.

Seeing this, he said in a deep voice, "I want to hear the truth."

Kuroko, rather bored, said lazily, "The truth is, I'm exceptionally talented; you couldn't even come close to catching up."

'You're at best on the first level. Go ahead and learn those things, they're just minor tricks. Even if you master them, you'll only be on the second level. I'm already at the highest level, looking down on you.'

Her tone was flippant, and her attitude was extremely disdainful.

Although they both have children, they are like oil and water, for example, there is always someone who wants to kill the self that created the dark history.

That's pretty much the case for Kuroko.

But seeing that the son did not believe it, he remained skeptical.

She hadn't initially thought anything was wrong, but now she felt that Kuromiko must be hiding something from her.

Because what Kuroko is exhibiting is extremely abnormal and cannot be explained.

'Is it related to him?'

In her mental world, Kuroko's face was grim, yet she said with a grin, "Guess all you want, but you'll never guess. The truth is cruel, and I'm actually starting to look forward to seeing your expression when you find out."

Her attitude was arrogant, full of pity and condescension.

He said no more upon seeing the child.

Sensing that Miko's mental energy was no longer focused on this place, Kuroko waited for a moment, then acted as if nothing had happened.

After confirming it again, she finally disappeared from the spot.

She appeared before the spiritual treasure, gazing at it with a look of rapture.

Each time she returned here, she gained many new insights from that mysterious fluctuation, her mind entered a state of tranquility, and she benefited greatly, always gaining something.

She sat there casually, resting her chin on her hand, accepting the cleansing and purification of this power—a gradual and subtle process.

Kuroko looked utterly bored, as if she were talking to herself or confiding in someone.

"Seeing that Zi has become stronger, she must be suspicious of me. She's very perceptive, but this fool won't realize for a while that you sealed her memories."

'I need to find a way before she discovers this thing, otherwise even if I still have the advantage, I won't be able to crush her. Time is running out, and I have no interest in continuing to waste time with Miko.'

'She is too weak and too kind, therefore she is a fool, she does not meet your requirements. Only I can meet your requirements. I will personally forge your throne and crown you. All power, in the mortal realm and the spirit realm, will be at your command.'

"Days of basking in the light of the spirit have washed away my madness. I am becoming more and more lucid, and I understand more and more clearly that I and that other girl are ultimately different. We come from the same source, yet our paths diverge."

"I'm also Yotsuya Miko, you'll surely understand and accept me, right, Kagura?"

She whispered, her brows revealing longing and yearning. Lost in thought, she seemed like an innocent young girl, secretly delighted, her face flushed, and she smiled gently.

……

This is boundless darkness, like being in a cold, deep sea, with only endless madness surging in, as if the deepest sins have trapped everyone in this eternal hell.

No one can escape it.

Until one moment, a beam of light shone in.

Her shackles were thus broken, and she was no longer ignorant. The moment she surfaced, she opened her eyes to a dazzling sun.

Instantly, an indescribable and inexpressible feeling of emotion filled my heart.

That was beauty, that was light, that was warmth, that was the light of dawn breaking through the long night.

"Jianzi, you must remember that you have a sun within you, and it will illuminate your path..."

Is this what they call the sun?

No, it's him.

He redeemed himself, just as the Creator said, "Let there be light," and so there was light in the world, and all living things instinctively chased after the light.

But for her, there are only two suns in the sky; only the Creator is the sole light, watching over her long journey.

If the sun departs, then only darkness remains ahead.

She spared no expense for this.

All gods, hurry to my aid! If anyone disobeys, I will subdue Fengdu! Chapter Sixteen: This Squirtle is huge!

Seeing that Zi and Xiaohua had returned the way they came,

But halfway there, they suddenly sensed someone approaching from ahead.

The resort hotel is currently under police control, and the fight just now may have alerted them to something amiss, so it's highly likely that the police have come with a team.

Of course, these people were extremely cautious during their journey, proceeding step by step, probably because they knew some inside information. Their pace was slow, and they valued their lives very much.

The two chose a secluded spot, evaded the police, and returned to the hotel.

Xiao Hua was in a sorry state. Seeing that Zi used his mental power to send a telepathic message to Grandma Sanzhi to find her a clean set of clothes.

Grandma Saegusa arrived quickly, but she was shocked to see Yurikawa Hana's current appearance and almost didn't recognize her.

"Are you all alright?" In her eyes, Baihe Chuanhua was not bad; she had a strong life force.

But Zi looked different; his face was deathly pale, his golden eyes were dull, and he looked as if he hadn't slept for three days and three nights and was desperately overdrawing his body.

Seeing Zi silently shake her head, she realized that her mental strength was almost depleted because she had repeatedly interfered with the actions of the Yamata no Orochi in order to create opportunities for Xiao Hua.

Xiaohua took the clothes and turned back into the forest. The peninsula was surrounded by the sea and had no shortage of water. She relied on her strong senses to avoid the crowds and took a good bath when she got to the beach.

As a modern young woman, Yurikawa Hana loves beauty and enjoys dressing herself up beautifully and sparklingly, and she is particular about her clothing and appearance.

With her rosy cheeks and pink lips, anyone who sees her would have to praise her as a vibrant and beautiful young woman.

But she can hardly be called beautiful now. First of all, she has large areas of black spots, as if she has some kind of extremely serious tinea. Her hair is dry and yellow, her body is filthy, and you can smell a fishy stench if you get close. She is covered with tattered clothes, and there are dark red bloodstains on her chest. She looks almost like a beggar.

But surprisingly, she didn't feel disgusted; she seemed to take it for granted.

The mysterious power of the Yamata no Orochi had an effect on her; if examined with modern instruments, hundreds of pathogens would be found to be cross-infecting her body.

She dived into the sea, her life energy spreading throughout her body, continuously releasing streams of warmth that quickly burned away all the germs.

The metabolic cycle is shortened, and impurities and residual toxins are eliminated from the body through various pathways.

More than half an hour later, all the abnormalities disappeared, her skin became smooth again, her hair was soft and supple, and her figure was extremely plump and well-developed, not at all like a minor.

She looked at the wound on her chest. After washing away the sticky blood, she could clearly see the granulation tissue wriggling. It shouldn't be long before it returned to normal.

Yurikawa Hana returned to the shore barefoot, changed her clothes, and once again became a radiant young woman.

When I arrived at the hotel and found Jianzi, she was sunbathing in the open-air tea house. The temperature was a bit hot for most people, but Jianzi had a cold constitution, so she didn't find it torturous at all. On the contrary, she was enjoying this time of rest.

She sat gracefully, her expression focused, her face somewhat pale, giving her the air of a sickly young girl.

He's currently holding a magazine and reading it carefully, probably prepared to keep guests from getting bored.

Touched, Yurikawa took out her phone and snapped a picture of Miko. Under the bright sunlight, the girl exuding a serene aura was extremely pleasing to the eye. After admiring the picture for a moment, she uploaded it to avoid losing it.

"See you, son."

Yotsuya Miko closed the magazine, looked up and saw Xiaohua. Seeing that she had recovered, a gentle smile appeared on her face, and she said, "Xiaohua, how are you feeling?"

"It's okay." Yurikawa Hana tugged at her tight T-shirt, which had a Squirtle pattern printed on it, and her cropped jeans. She pouted and complained, "It's just that the clothes are too tight. They're making me feel uncomfortable, especially my butt."

She now understood what the Yamata no Orochi had felt before.

“This is an adult style…” Jianzi glanced at Xiaohua’s pert buttocks and sighed helplessly. She had notified them in a hurry and had not brought any spare clothes. This outfit was borrowed from the hotel by Grandma Sanzhi. It should have belonged to someone else, either a staff member or a customer.

The original owner deserves sympathy; he was completely overwhelmed by the high school girl both at the beginning and the end.

Baihechuan Hua quietly sat down next to her again and whispered in her ear, "See you, Zi..."

Xiaohua seemed a little embarrassed.

"what happened?"

“I don’t have any underwear,” Xiaohua said in a very soft voice.

Seeing Zi's brow twitch, her gaze shifted to Yurikawa Hana, noticing that Squirtle's two eyes were very prominent and eye-catching.

Seeing that Zi remained silent, she realized that men and women pay attention to different things and hadn't noticed. Then she took off her light yellow shirt and covered Xiao Hua's head with it.

"Just wear these for now."

After Xiaohua finished putting on the thin shirt, she moved her shoulders uncomfortably; it was still too tight.

But to avoid upsetting her son, she didn't say anything. Instead, she rubbed her legs together and said coquettishly, "There's nothing down there either."

"Bear with it for now." Jianzi sighed. It was only because she had a good personality and wasn't jealous that she would have learned from Jianzi and made Xiaohua realize the cruelty of society. After all, she had too many weaknesses.

“Let’s go back and buy some underwear. It seems like I’ve gotten bigger since becoming a soldier.” Xiaohua pointed to her left and right breasts with her fingers.

Seeing Zi's calm expression, he said, "It has nothing to do with the soldiers; it's Xiao Hua's own development that's what happened."

As long as she doesn't fall into depravity, Xiaohua hasn't reached the point of physical alienation yet, so don't push this kind of thing onto that.

"Besides, the shops should all be closed. Let's wait and see when they reopen."

"Where is Grandma Sanzhi?" Xiaohua looked left and right, but couldn't see Rom.

Seeing Ziqing gently tuck a strand of hair behind her ear, she calmly said, "She's negotiating with the police. This matter is over, and we should go back now."

Xiao Hua was taken aback: "Hey, doesn't that mean we've been exposed? I wanted to be an anonymous hero, secretly resolve the crisis, and disappear without a trace!"

Upon closer reflection, she secretly rejoiced at this turn of events.

Seeing Zi shake his head, he said, "No, the time is not right. We cannot reveal ourselves to the public yet. Let this turmoil continue for a while longer."

Xiao Hua seemed to understand but not quite: "I see."

However, according to Jianzi's estimation, it wouldn't be able to be kept secret for long, since too many clues had been left behind. She used the power of a spiritualist to blur the memories of the relevant people, which could serve as a cover and delay the time as much as possible.

When humanity's power can be united, that will be the time for her and Xiaohua to shine.

She pushed the magazine in front of Xiaohua and pointed at it, saying, "Hua, can you see anything?"

Baihe Chuanhua examined it closely and realized it was an introduction to the origins of the resort hotel and the peninsula. It detailed the hotel's development history, its operation over the past ten years, including various projects, services, and entertainment venues. The owner and manager's portraits were prominently displayed, and there were also many unheard-of achievements and awards. It was nothing short of self-promotion...

She stared at it for a long time, then felt dizzy.