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Chapter 441 The Lustful God-Chosen, Ju Qingdeng, Who Gets Excited Whenever Women Are Talked About [5000 words]

"Ah! It's an adult!"

"My lord, what brings you here?"

"These guys are doomed! The officers are here!"

……

The surviving members of the Black-Clad Clan gathered in twos and threes behind the Rakshasa.

Seeing Rakshasa here, the morale of the Black Mother Clan was greatly boosted, and the gloom of being utterly defeated by Qing Deng and his men was swept away.

They were convinced that the Rakshasa had come to their aid.

However... the eerie atmosphere at that moment left them at a loss.

Just now, Rakshasa and Qingdeng were fighting fiercely.

But now, after the two talked about something, Rakshasa suddenly stopped fighting and looked like he was unwilling to fight anymore.

Even so, the atmosphere between Qingdeng and Luosha was still as tense as a bowstring that could snap at any moment.

Such a bizarre scene left the monks in black robes completely bewildered, unsure whether to fight or retreat.

"Um... sir..."

A woman in black, mustering her courage, asked a question.

However, he had only uttered a few syllables when Rakshasa waved his hand, gesturing for them to shut up.

Upon seeing this, the group in black immediately shut their mouths and hunched their shoulders, not daring to utter a sound or even breathe loudly.

"Get out of my way, all of you."

Without turning his head, Rakshasa spoke to the black-clad followers behind him.

Upon hearing this, someone immediately asked in astonishment:

"Eh? Step back? Sir, you..."

"I don't want to repeat myself if it's the same."

Rakshasa's tone was calm, but her words carried a sharp, lingering echo, instantly silencing the Black Mother Clan, who stood frozen in place, like statues of clay or wood.

No one dared to speak again, and no one dared to raise any objections.

Splash splash splash splash...

The Black-Clad Clan retreated like the receding tide, their figures disappearing one after another into the depths of the forest.

In the blink of an eye, there was no one else here except for Qing Deng, Souji, Sanako, and Rasetsu.

With the breathing of dozens of people gone, the surroundings became unusually quiet.

"Alright, I've chased away all the irrelevant people. Now... let's have a proper talk, Niou... no, Tachibana Takayuki's son."

As Luosha spoke, she cast a neutral glance at Qingdeng.

"Not long after Tachibana Takayuki passed away, I secretly observed you for a while out of curiosity."

"Back then, my impression of you was that you were dull and slow to mature, but with careful nurturing, you could grow into a reliable and capable official. However, in terms of talent alone, you are not good enough to catch my eye."

“But since the beginning of last year, it’s as if you suddenly had an epiphany. You became exceptionally powerful and talented, rising rapidly from an unknown nobody to the renowned King Ren.”

"I sincerely feel that this is truly a case of 'like father, like son.' Since he is Tachibana Takayuki's son, it is not surprising that he has such abilities."

At this point, Rakshasa paused, then chuckled softly as if he had just realized something.

"Hahaha... This is what they mean by 'fate playing tricks on people'."

"I never imagined that a year and a half later, a similar scene would happen to me again."

"The same samurai with the surname Tachibana, the same confrontation, the same... gaze."

Rakshasa lowered his eyelids, squinted, and carefully examined Qing Deng's eyes.

“Tachibana Takayuki’s son, your eyes now… are almost exactly the same as Tachibana Takayuki’s eyes before he died.”

The real culprit who drove Tachibana Takayuki to his death, murdered the Kanazawa siblings, and manufactured and sold the strange drugs was standing right in front of him... In such a situation, it would be perfectly normal for Qing Deng to glare angrily at Luo Sha.

However, Qing Deng's eyes were unusually calm at this moment.

So calm that even using the word "glare" to describe it seems too intense and inappropriate.

"At that time, Tachibana Takayuki also looked at me with that unpleasant gaze."

"I'm guessing you've already heard a lot of secrets about your father from Onodera, haven't you?"

"No matter how much Onodera knows, he wasn't present on the night I persecuted Tachibana, so you probably don't know what your father went through before he died, right?"

After speaking, Rakshasa shifted her weight to her left leg, adopting a more relaxed standing posture, slightly raising her chin, gazing into the distance as if reminiscing.

"At that time... I and my large force surrounded Tachibana Takayuki."

"Unless a divine intervention occurs, he will never escape my grasp."

"To be fair, given what Tachibana Takayuki did, it wouldn't be an exaggeration to kill him a hundred times over."

"But you know, I value talent the most."

"No matter who it is, as long as they possess outstanding skills, I am willing to hire them according to their abilities."

"Indeed, Tachibana Takayuki's actions almost brought disaster to the Shimizu clan and the Fa-ju Party behind me."

"But compared to his talent and character, his 'misdeeds' are not so intolerable or unforgivable."

"Even setting aside his wisdom in discovering the workshop that produced the illusionary algae, his courage to stand against us despite being just a commoner from the town of Satoshi is something I admire greatly."

"Illusory Acid... this must be the 'official name' for the strange medicine used by the members of the Law Extermination Party and the Clear Water Clan," Qing Deng thought to himself.

I must say, this name is absolutely brilliant.

Japanese uses the word order of "subject-object-verb," ​​which means that the object of an action is placed before the action, state, characteristic, or behavior of the subject.

The so-called "illusion possession" means "attached illusion".

The character "韓" means dregs or residue.

The hallucinogenic residue... vividly illustrates the characteristics of this drug.

While Qingdeng was pondering to himself, Luosha continued speaking:

"Warriors who ride alone and command a single banner are everywhere; but those with great wisdom and courage are as rare as stars in the sky!"

“I really can’t bear to kill such a rare talent.”

"Therefore, with the utmost respect and courtesy, I humbly invited him to join our ranks."

“I have treated Tachibana Takayuki with the utmost courtesy, and there has been nothing inappropriate about my expression or my words.”

"Even Zhou Gongdan, who is known for his respect and love of talent, should not be able to find fault with my manners."

"But unfortunately... I had barely finished speaking when Takayuki Tachibana rejected me without hesitation."

"Sigh, why is he doing this? Why be so loyal to the corrupt Tokugawa family?"

"When we found and surrounded Tachibana Takashi, he only had two choices: join us or die."

"Since he has rejected the only way out, no matter how much I like him, I can no longer keep him."

"To show my respect for him, I decided to personally send him on his way."

"To be honest, I never expected that Takayuki Tachibana would still be able to bring me surprises even on his deathbed."

Even when he was in a hopeless situation, he did not lose his courage to fight.

He drew his sword from his waist and attacked me without hesitation.

"Tachibana Takayuki's footwork is a complete mess, and it's obvious at a glance that his martial arts skills are not good."

"But what's strange is that... he was clearly just a weakling who couldn't even walk properly, yet he unleashed a truly remarkable slash."

"It was neither a tricky attack nor a strange move that could win the battle; it was just a simple and unadorned kasaya slash."

"Although it happened a year and a half ago, I still remember the scene vividly."

"A body that wasn't particularly strong, a blade that was rapidly approaching, and eyes that looked like flames were about to leap out of them at any moment."

"The autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves and the invincible momentum wrapped around the blade made me momentarily dazed."

"In that fleeting moment of distraction, Takayuki Tachibana's sword struck me."

Rakshasa raised his left hand, pulled open his robe, and revealed his chest.

On his right collarbone, there was a scar several inches long.

"This scar is a 'souvenir' left to me by Takayuki Tachibana."

"To be honest, I still don't understand how someone so much weaker than me could hit me."

"It was probably because of the fierce aura he exuded at the time, which made me feel intimidated by his attitude of 'disregarding life and death' and 'even if I die, I will drag you down with me'."

"Although Takayuki Tachibana's desperate attack hit me, such an attack that can only slash the skin cannot even kill an infant."

"I originally intended to decapitate Takayuki Tachibana with a single stroke."

"But I truly admire Takayuki Tachibana's spirit of fighting to the very end, even if it means his body and soul are destroyed."

"Therefore, I decided to leave him with a complete body."

“I fed him a very precious, specially made poison.”

"After taking this medicine, symptoms such as loss of voice, high fever, vomiting, and diarrhea will appear within an hour of the incense stick burning, and death will occur within a day."

"As long as this medicine is given to Tachibana Takayuki, there is no need to worry about him vomiting up anything he shouldn't say, and it can also quickly send him to the underworld. It is truly an excellent divine object that 'helps people maintain their dignity'."

At this point, Rakshasa paused, seemingly realizing something.