From Hokage to Visionary

Genji… no, it should be Fengjian Liuli, her pupils burst into murderous intent, veins bulged on her beautiful face, like a bloodthirsty beast, staring fiercely at the 'king general': "My name is Fengjian Liuli, Genji… is dead!"

"Don't be so excited. Calm down."

The steaming tea bowl was pushed in front of Fengjian Liuli, and the king's tone remained calm, without any fluctuation.

"Why are you obsessed with that person?"

Feng Jian Liuli didn't drink the tea, and stared directly at the pale mask on Wang Jiang's face, which seemed to be integrated with his skin: "This is not like your style, it is too purposeful. The Eight Snake Clan already knows the importance of 'him'. What are you going to do next?"

"That child... is the key to 'God'."

Under the mask of the king general, a bloodthirsty light seemed to flash. His figure became as violent as a ghost in the darkness. The black feather cloth covering his body fluttered in the wind outside the house. "If you want to embark on the road to the underworld and seize the authority of God, then... Adam is indispensable."

"Is he really that important?"

Fengjian Liuli raised her eyebrows frivolously, showing her doubt.

He had investigated Adam's information, which showed that his bloodline was only rated as B, and his Word Spirit Sequence was not high either. No matter how you looked at it, he seemed to be just an ordinary hybrid.

Especially, among the two 'A' grade genius hybrids, Caesar and Chu Zihang, he seemed even more mediocre and inconspicuous.

However, it was such an ordinary hybrid that made the leader of the ghost group, 'Wang Jiang', go head-on to challenge the Eight Clans of Snake Qi in order to get him. Such a move would undoubtedly set off a bloody storm between the Eight Clans of Snake Qi and the ghost group.

"Is it worth it?" Feng Jian Liuli's brows condensed with a trace of murderous aura, holding the tea bowl and asked lightly: "The behavior of the fierce ghosts is provoking the bottom line of the Eight Snake Families. With Tachibana Masamune's character, this matter will never end so easily. Maybe it will help him make up his mind to completely eradicate us."

"If we don't do it, will he not do it?"

The king chuckled softly, and the pupils of the pale eyes of the noble mask flashed a cold scarlet light: "Hasn't Tachibana Masamune always wanted to completely break the curse of the Snake Eight Clan? In that case, then let's fulfill his wish. The road to the underworld will surely be opened, and the gods will surely return to the world."

"Yes. It has to come to an end eventually."

Fengjian Liuli lowered her eyes and spoke softly, drinking the tea in the bone china bowl.

Putting down the tea bowl, he slowly stood up, picked up the ancient sword with the crimson scabbard, and said calmly: "From the moment we set foot on this road, we can no longer turn back."

The Eight Snake Clans and the Fierce Ghosts are like a person and his shadow.

The blood inherited from the dragon is not a superior bloodline for the Eight Clans of Sheqi. Instead, it is a burden and a curse.

Once the bloodline is unstable, one will be monitored by the Sheqi Eight Clans until after the age of forty. But there are some people who are unwilling to do so, or who pursue the path of dragon, and thus have differences with the Sheqi Eight Clans who pursue the way of man. The fierce ghosts were born in the shadow of the Sheqi Eight Clans.

For thousands of years, the fierce ghosts have been entangled with the eight families of Sheqi. It is a curse passed down from their bloodline, and also a curse from the gods buried in the abyss on their descendants.

A mobile ramen restaurant on the streets of Tokyo.

In Japan, push-cart-style food stalls like this are quite common, especially among drunk people at night.

Suddenly, the door curtain was lifted, and a young man with short black hair walked in and sat on a chair.

"What do you want to eat?"

The ramen maker was an old master with wrinkles on his forehead, and he looked very kind and amiable.

“Special ramen.”

The boy with short black hair sat there, but his eyes were always following the ramen master.

Soon, a bowl of steaming ramen was placed in front of me, with some chopped green onions, three thick slices of barbecued pork, and a slice of soft-boiled egg, exuding a delicious aroma.

However, the black-haired boy did not pick up his chopsticks. He was still looking at the ramen master, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

Such a strange behavior made the ramen chef a little surprised. He stopped what he was doing, wiped his hands with the towel around his neck, looked at the black-haired boy, and asked, "Young man, why are you always looking at me instead of eating the noodles while they are hot?"

The black-haired boy smiled softly and said, "I didn't expect that the former 'shadow king' Uesugi Yue is now making ramen on the street."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 291: Zong Yue Fishing, Those Who Want to Take the Bait

No, the ramen chef, maybe he should be called Uesugi Yue now.

The former Shadow Emperor, the head of the Uesugi family, one of the three former Snake Eight Families, and the most powerful hybrid in the world. His spiritual power, 'Black Sun', has the potential to almost destroy the world.

If this name were to spread, it would probably cause unpredictable earthquakes throughout Japan and even the world. This is not a false or exaggerated lie, but a fact.

Who would have thought?

The Shadow Emperor that the Snake Eight Clan had been searching for for decades, Uesugi Yue, the strongest half-blood in the world, turned out to be an ordinary ramen chef hiding his identity on the streets of Tokyo.

Under the playful gaze of the black-haired boy, the ramen master's seemingly hunched spine slowly straightened like a proud dragon, and his decayed body eroded by the years suddenly released a majestic momentum, just like the Fuji snow-capped mountain that had been silent for decades, bursting out the power accumulated for tens of millions of years.

At this moment, the former 'Shadow Emperor' seemed to be awakened.

The air around seemed to be sucked away by an invisible force, forming a 'vacuum' area in an instant. An indescribable heavy pressure pressed down like a huge mountain.

The small ramen cart let out a whine as if it could be overwhelmed by the pressure that seemed to be real.

"who are you?"

The kind-looking ramen chef disappeared, and was replaced by the world's strongest hybrid, Uesugi Yue.

His voice was calm and cold without any ups and downs, revealing a suffocating sense of oppression. The temperature around him dropped to freezing point in an instant, as if it had condensed into dewdrops.

The blazing golden eyes seemed to be filled with boiling lava. If one stared into them for a long time, one would even feel as if one was burned.

The black-haired boy was completely unaware of the aura of Uesugi Yue and smiled slightly: "Nice to meet you, Mr. Uesugi Yue, you can call me 'Matsuki'."

"Did the Eight Snake Clans ask you to come? Or did they ask the Fierce Ghost Clan?" Uesugi Yue had no expression on his face. He didn't care what the other party's name was, he only cared about the other party's purpose in coming to find him.

He naturally watched the increasingly fierce fight between the Eight Snake Clans and the fierce ghosts.

However, he did not want to intervene, nor did he intend to favor either side.

"Neither is right. I don't belong to any side."

With a gentle smile on his face, Zong Yue shook his head and said, "Mr. Uesugi Yue, you may have misunderstood. I am here to see you only on my own behalf."

Neither the Eight Snake Clan nor the Fierce Ghost Clan, Uesugi Yue frowned, his eyes were cold, and his tone was distant and distant: "Listen, I don't care what your name is, and I don't care what you want to see me for. I am not interested in anything. Do you understand?!"

The Eight Snake Clans, the Fierce Ghosts, the Half-Bloods, the Dragon Clan. He no longer wanted to care about these things.

The former movie king Uesugi Koshi is already "dead". The living Uesugi Koshi now is just an ordinary ramen chef on the streets of Tokyo.

"After you finish this bowl of noodles, get out of my sight."

Uesugi Yue said this coldly, then continued to work, kneading the dough vigorously with both hands.

"Really? That's a pity."

Zong Yue sighed with pretended regret, took out a ten-thousand-dollar bill from his pocket, placed it on the table, then stood up and lifted the door curtain.

Just as he took half a step, he seemed to suddenly remember something, stopped where he was, turned his head and looked at Uesugi Yue who was kneading dough: "Oh, I almost forgot, thank you for your hospitality, as a reward I will give you an interesting news for free, the bloodline of the 'Emperor' has never been cut off."

After saying that, he was about to step out of the noodle shop.

But at this moment, Uesugi Yue behind him seemed to have a thunderclap in his head, and he stood there in a daze.

Shadow Emperor is not just a title, but refers to the inheritance of the strongest "White King" bloodline.

The concentration of dragon blood in his body even accounts for all of the blood, but because the "White King" is a dragon that controls spirits, he did not become Deadpool.

As we all know, the strength of a hybrid is directly proportional to the concentration of dragon blood in its body. That is why Uesugi Yue is called the strongest hybrid in the world, even Angers is inferior to him.

But Uesugi Yue knew clearly that the "Emperor" bloodline was actually a mistake.

What the White King bestowed upon the Eight Clans of Sheqi was not a blessing, but a "curse" that should not exist in this world at all.

Since he completely gave up his identity as an "emperor", did not marry, did not leave any children, and lived in the streets of Tokyo under an assumed name, working as a ramen chef, he had made up his mind to be the last "emperor" in the world, until he died in obscurity and cut off the curse in his blood.

But now, someone told him that he still had bloodline in the world?

Seeing the black-haired boy walk several meters away from the noodle shop, Uesugi Yue finally woke up from his shock. The moment he reacted, his old and decayed body burst out with astonishing spirit and strength.

boom!

This poor noodle stall was torn apart by an invisible force in the blink of an eye.

Uesugi took a step forward, and the distance of several meters suddenly disappeared. He directly blocked the black-haired boy. His palm, as big as a palm leaf fan, clasped tightly on the black-haired boy's shoulder blade like an iron buckle. His blazing golden eyes shone with a dazzling light, and he said excitedly: "Tell me clearly, what is going on?!"

"That's exactly what it means, Mr. Uesugi."

The fingers with bulging veins like iron hooks hooked hard on the collarbone of the black-haired boy, but the latter remained calm, as if he didn't feel any pain, and still had a gentle smile on his face.

Uesugi Yue didn't care about being shocked, and asked directly: "I have never married in my life, where does my blood come from?"

Just now I was seriously thinking about cutting off the bloodline of the 'Emperor' from my generation, but then someone turned around and said that the bloodline of the 'Emperor' has not been cut off.

But the problem is, he has never married and has never had a woman in his life, so where does his bloodline come from?

"It's a long story. It all started with you being one of the first people in the world to donate sperm for scientific research."

Zong Yue said calmly, even with a hint of joking, "First of all, I want to thank you for your contribution to science. Secondly, I have to say that your sperm quality is quite good. You have produced three test-tube babies, two boys and one girl. Congratulations."

Congratulations?

Congratulations!

Uesugi Yue's heart was shaken violently, as if a huge wave had been set off.

He couldn't help but widen his eyes, his pupils trembling slightly, his eyes full of disbelief: "What did you say? I, I have two sons and a daughter?!"

The shock this news caused him was no less than facing a Dragon King head-on!

"Yes, two men and one woman."

Zong Yue nodded and said, "Now if you calculate, you are already in your twenties."

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Uesugi Yue retreated repeatedly, unable to believe the result, and was in a daze.

He, Uesugi Yue, was eighty-nine years old and had thought he was all alone in the world, but now someone told him that he had two sons and a daughter, who were still in their prime.

Although he did think about severing the bloodline of the 'Emperor' and eliminating the curse of the 'White King' on the Eight Clans of Sheqi.

But now, when he suddenly heard that his bloodline was still alive, the first thing that came to his mind was not the bloodline that was cut off from the curse, but the warmth he had never experienced before. Although he had never met her, he was entangled by the bond called "family affection", as if he had a sense of the value of his existence and it was proven.

"such a pity"

Zong Yue sighed and said with regret: "They won't live long."

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 292 So, what is the price?

"what?!"

Uesugi Yue, who was still in a daze, immediately regained his senses, and terrifying murderous intent burst out of his eyes.

In an instant, the streets of Tokyo, which were already chilly at night, seemed to be covered with layers of frost, and a terrifying abyss-like atmosphere enveloped the entire long street.

The hard road surface wailed, as if it could not bear the weight and was crumbling and breaking into pieces bit by bit.

With Sugikoshi as the center, the surrounding ground collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye under the pressure of some kind of gravity. Hideous cracks were densely crisscrossed like a spider web, spreading to further away.

At this moment, Shadow Emperor Sugi Yue, like an awakened dragon, released brutal murderous intent.

"Not going to live long? What's going on?"

In desperation, Uesugi Yue grabbed Souzuki's shoulders again.

His strength was so great that it even caused the black-haired boy's shoulder blades to break with a crackling sound.

"Mr. Uesugi, have you ever heard of an old proverb?"

At this time, Zong Yue showed a devilish smile, as if the fish that had been waiting for a long time had finally taken the bait: "Every gift from fate will be secretly marked with its price. If you want to change a 'destined fate', what price are you willing to pay for it?"

Hearing the words of the black-haired boy, Uesugi Yue was stunned.

But soon, he understood what the boy meant. This was an obvious 'bait', but he had no choice.

If he didn't know about this, perhaps he would have fewer concerns. But now that he knows that he is not alone, there are still three bloodlines in this world, and he is still facing some kind of danger. If he is asked to stay out of it, Uesugi Yue believes that he cannot do it.

"How can I be sure that you are not lying to me?"

Uesugi Yue took a deep breath and stared at the black-haired boy with a stern look.

He was not sure whether what the black-haired boy said was true. After all, although he had donated sperm in the past, it was still a little unbelievable that two sons and a daughter suddenly appeared after decades.

"That makes sense. Then how do you think we can believe it?" Zong Yue nodded in agreement and asked him what he thought.

"Name! Give me a name!"

Uesugi's voice lowered, but he knew that this request might not be granted, so he said, "At least one of them, let me confirm whether he has my blood, then I will believe you."