Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

His golden eyes narrowed slightly, his sharp gaze seemed to be able to penetrate people's hearts, "What I hate most is people who talk big."

Daodaozhai suddenly felt a chill running up his spine, and the blood that had just been boiling froze in an instant.

The great demon on the throne slowly raised his hand and pointed outside the hall. Through the open door, more than a dozen dark shadows could be seen circling in the sky.

Those Garuda warriors from the Crow Tengu clan had wings that cut through the clouds and sharp claws that gleamed with cold light.

"Since the Garuda Army brought you here, the first batch of war tools you forge will be tailor-made for these sky warriors to prove your worth!"

"Any questions, Tousai?"

Totosai took a deep breath, raised his head suddenly, and his eyes were burning with the fiery fighting spirit unique to a blacksmith.

He knelt on one knee, pressed his right hand hard on his chest, and spoke in a sonorous and powerful voice.

“As long as there are enough materials.”

Dao Daosai grinned, his voice suddenly becoming unusually calm, his previous panic gone. "Next, please wait and see, Lord Douya!"

"Very good, then go down and make preparations. You can get the materials from the forge yourself."

Douya said to Toudaisai and turned his gaze to the silent Ruya.

"In addition, Crow Tengu must actively cooperate with Totosai and share your ideas and expectations so that we can create combat equipment suitable for the Crow Tengu clan as a reward for your hard work during this period."

This was exactly the kind of reward Dou Ya preferred, and it made Ru Ya very happy.

She lowered her head, her beautiful dark red eyes blinking slightly, but her voice remained steady, "On behalf of our entire clan, I thank the General for his grace."

After Daodaosai respectfully retreated, Ruya was about to get up but was stopped by Douya.

"It's been a while since we last met. If you don't have anything important to do, please walk around with me."

Ru Ya hesitated for a moment, then asked, "General, what about the princess..."

"I'm not an animal that thinks with my lower body. I'm just taking a walk."

Douya waved his hand, stood up and walked out of the house.

This domineering look made Ru Ya behind him secretly spit - she said this as if she was thinking with her lower body.

"I'm obviously concerned about you and don't want any unnecessary problems to arise before the wedding. Now it's up to you."

Ru Ya gave Dou Ya a coquettish look, then stood up and followed behind him.

Dou Ya walked in front with his hands behind his back, his long silver hair fluttering slightly in the morning breeze.

Ru Ya fell half a step behind, and the white tips of his ears were faintly visible among his crow-feather-like black hair.

Cherry blossoms fell in the courtyard, covering the ground with a light crimson color.

While enjoying the cherry blossoms, it is truly a pleasure to listen to the beautiful woman with crow feathers telling stories about her journey in her bright and light voice.

………………

Kyoto, Imperial Palace Inner Garden.

The feathered fox was dressed in a gorgeous black robe that stretched to the ground, and the nine-tail pattern embroidered with gold thread was faintly visible as it walked.

The silver chain in her hand swung lightly, and at the end was locked a burly "human-dog" -

The man was on all fours, with a barbed leather collar around his neck, and his bare back was covered with old and new whip marks.

The human-dog's eyes were filled with obedience as he followed the feathered fox obediently.

After passing through the twelve vermilion torii gates, a sacred area suddenly opens up at the end of the stone steps.

Within the barrier formed by the seven-fold rope, the altar is like a shrine floating in a halo of light.

On the pedestal carved from a thousand-year-old sacred tree, layers of five-colored silk hang down, and each fold is decorated with royal chrysanthemum patterns.

In the center of the altar, three ebony platforms stood quietly, each wrapped with a rope knot. The paper hanging from the rope floated slightly in the windless barrier, as if blown by an invisible divine breath.

On the wooden platform on the left, the Eight-foot Mirror is hung on plain silk. The mirror surface does not reflect the mortal world, but instead reflects a layer of hazy moonlight, like a lake shrouded in mist.

The sakaki branches wrapped around the edge of the mirror are lush and green, and the dewdrops condensed on the tips of the leaves reflect the colorful rainbow halo under the divine light, as if every drop contains the memory of the Age of Gods.

On the wooden platform in the center, the sword of Ama-no-Murakumo lay quietly, the blade seemed to be cast from frost and snow, and a cold light flowed between the blade patterns.

The sword didn't move, but a chilling aura permeated the air, as if even the surrounding light was swallowed up by it, turning into a silent void.

Legend has it that when this sword is unsheathed, even the clouds over Takama-ga-hara will be cut apart.

Although the sharpness of the sword is not revealed at this moment, people still dare not look at it for too long, as if if they look at it for one more moment, their souls will be frozen by the cold blade light.

The wooden platform on the right should have been used to enshrine Yasakani no Magatama, but it is now empty.

There was only a shallow dent left on the pedestal, and the edge was as smooth as jade, as if the divine jade that had been passed down for thousands of years had just been taken away.

Emperors of all generations wore this jade close to their bodies, and only during the most grand ceremonies before the gods would they briefly return it here to receive the gods' protection.

Its absence now makes the sacredness of the altar seem faintly unbalanced and lonely.

The three sacred artifacts should have resonated, but due to the lack of the magatama, the spiritual energy within the barrier seemed a little sluggish.

Seeing this, Yuyuko had a faint smile on the corner of her lips, which seemed to be mocking, but also happy.

She lifted her fingertips slightly, and the silver chain jingled slightly. The human-dog at the other end of the chain immediately tensed its muscles, and a low whimper escaped from its throat, which sounded like fear, but also like a response of tameness.

Because it is the only reincarnated monster in the world, the essence of its soul is completely different from that of ordinary monsters. The barrier that is specially set up to guard against monsters and humans is useless in the eyes of Yuyuko, who has royal blood.

The feathered fox walked slowly across the altar of the three sacred artifacts, its gorgeous clothes dragging on the ground, leaving winding trails on the clean and dust-free white sand.

The human-dog's burly body suddenly trembled violently, and his bronze back muscles were knotted and undulating.

His hands, covered with whip marks, dug deep into the white sand, dark red seeping through his fingers.

Turbid tears mixed with blood plowed two shocking marks on the dusty face.

Yuyuko tilted her head slightly, looking at the human-dog that suddenly struggled behind her, a hint of amusement and impatience flashed in her eyes.

"how?"

She lightly picked up the silver chain with her fingertips, and the rings made a clear sound when they hit each other.

"Has this sacred place, worshipped by generations of ancestors, awakened some of your humanity?"

“What a boring struggle.”

Yuyuko pulled out a whip from her waist and whipped the human-dog to the ground.

Then the foot in clogs stepped on the human-dog's face.

She lowered her eyes to look at the painfully twisted face of the human-dog, gently covered her lower lip with the back of her hand, and chuckled like a queen.

"Just accept your fate obediently. This is the sin of your ancestors!"

The glow of the Eight-foot Mirror reflected on the pale side of Yuyuko's face, giving her a layer of illusory divinity, but in those enchanting black eyes, there was only cold amusement.

The cold energy of the Ame Murakumo sword trembled slightly when she punished the disobedient human-dog, as if sensing the chaotic blood flowing in her body, which was neither purely human nor an ordinary monster.

Yuyuko glanced at Ame no Murakumo, felt the call of the evil spirit in the sword, and snorted.

As she turned around, her gorgeous clothes swirled into dark waves, and she pulled the silver chain to drag the human-dog to the center of the altar.

Blood and tears blossomed into red Lycoris radiata on the white sand, but were then crushed into dust by the trailing hem of the clothes.

"The Yatagarasu Magatama is still protecting this person's final consciousness. Your seal will have to wait."

Said Yuyokofun, swung the dog leash, and threw the human-dog under the ebony stage of Ame no Murasaki.

The cold sword light fell impatiently, constantly eroding the magatama in the opponent's body. Yuyuko also used the power inherited from the emperor to erode the will of the human-dog.

Chapter 125: The Snake Demon of Shegan and Kappa Heavy Industry (500 plus more)

As the sun sets in the west, the feathered fox returns slowly in the golden twilight.

The columns in front of the bedroom cast long slanting shadows, making her figure look even more graceful.

The two snake demons had been waiting for a long time.

My elder sister Fengji has golden hair like a waterfall and her ruby-like eyes are filled with smiles.

The tail of the eye is smudged with a light rouge color, which makes the porcelain white skin look even more translucent.

A close-fitting dress outlines a plump and slender figure.

My younger sister Yiji's long, silver-gray hair, like moonlight, fell to her waist, with a semi-transparent purple butterfly ornament pinned in her hair, which made her porcelain-white skin look even cooler.

The corners of her eyes are tinted with cherry blossom pink, which makes her original temperament reveal a bit of girlish timidity.

The two men bowed respectfully when they saw Yuyuko coming in with the human dog.

"Master Yuyokofun."

As the two sisters saluted in unison, their eyes glanced at the human-dog, and contempt rippled in their eyes at the same time.

They were originally intended to be dancers and presented to the contemporary emperor.

She used her stunning beauty and beautiful body to dissolve the Emperor's will, thereby removing the divine light of the Yata no Netherworld Magatama.

Now seeing this supreme being trained as a crawling dog, they were spared from the humiliation of committing themselves to filth - the bodies soaked in wine and sex were nauseating just to imagine.

"Get up."

The golden chain thrown away by Yuyuko casually drew an arc of light in the air, and the human-dog immediately whimpered and followed the chain's trajectory, curled up in the doghouse at the door, and buried its head in eating the minced meat mixed with secret medicine.

Upon hearing this, the two sisters stood up, and the elder sister Fengji walked forward slowly and bowed gracefully.

Her voice is as sweet as honey, yet has the cool and smooth texture of a snake demon.

"Lord Yuyokune, the wedding of the Western Dog Tribe's King Douya is approaching and it's time to set off. Who do you think should go?"

After the dog demon named Shunraiga sent the invitation, Fengji consulted Yuyuko, but only received a tentative response.

Now, two days have passed. Given the speed of high-level monsters, if they don't set off now, they might not be able to make it to the dog monster's wedding ceremony.

As a subordinate, she knew better than anyone else that the wedding of King Douya was not an ordinary monster wedding banquet.

The wedding invitation of the Western overlord who was at the peak of his power was more of a test of various forces than an invitation.

Yuyuko could casually put the invitation aside, but she, Fengji... was not qualified yet.

Feng Ji knew that she would suffer if the two forces became unhappy with each other because of her failure to give adequate warnings.

"It's already this late? Time flies."