I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

"Hey! Little monk, don't scare your older sister!"

When Hozoin Inari heard this, he was stunned. He raised his hand to touch his cheek before wiping away the chilling smile.

He sighed softly.

"Um... I'm sorry, because a stranger suddenly mentioned it, I accidentally..."

The young monk Yinli scratched his cheek sheepishly, then turned and grabbed a bucket of popcorn from the monk Yuanzheng's hand, placing it in front of the Yuzao sisters.

"As an apology, I'll treat you two to some popcorn."

Chisa, who was about to bring up Uesugi Tetsu to say some harsh words, was stunned for a moment, and said thank you after taking the popcorn.

Chisa thought to herself, "So the little monk isn't a bad person after all."

The atmosphere in the VIP section then became more harmonious, while tensions rose at the entrance of the venue.

It's a debate between different schools of thought.

Two young contestants, each with a sword at their waist, faced each other. Their undisguised, chilling killing intent caused the surrounding spectators to quickly move away, and even the queue that was halfway through was broken up as a result.

Just as their killing intent reached its peak and both katanas were drawn simultaneously, a mountain of flesh gleaming with golden light appeared between them.

To be precise, he simultaneously grasped both falling katana.

Those seemingly soft giant hands gripped the blade tightly, yet not a single drop of blood appeared on their skin.

Amidst the incredulous gazes of the two boys, the mountain of flesh stood up and spoke in a deep voice.

"If you want to fight to the death, you can do it later, but don't embarrass your master here."

The newcomer was none other than Rai Tsuna, the number one seed from Ota Ward and a legendary sumo wrestler with a 126-game winning streak!

In previous tests on puppets, Lei Gang easily turned them into dust with a simple push, thus achieving a top 7 ranking.

Lei Gang's hands trembled slightly as he transmitted an astonishing amount of force through the blade to the two boys.

The strongman released his grip again and said calmly,

"Are you awake now?"

The two boys, who could barely stand, didn't reply. They simply sheathed their swords in silence and followed the strongman into the arena.

In the "gaps" unseen by all the audience, Kamo Teruichi and Tsuchimikado Arashi, from an ancient family of Onmyoji, calmly and silently took their seats in the TOP3 and TOP4 spots.

The only ones who could truly pique their interest were geniuses from other ancient Onmyoji families, or members of the three major clans…

The two casually glanced past the TOP2 spot and locked their gaze on the highest TOP1 spot, the figure that had not yet appeared.

In the entrance passage of the venue, the sword-wielding youth, ignored by the two powerful Onmyoji from prestigious families, walked along with half-open eyes, looking drowsy.

His presence is so low, he has no official photos or clear photos of his face and he's not famous at all.

Even after achieving the TOP2 position, few of the surrounding audience members recognized him.

Of course, Hozoin Inari was not among them.

The young monk raised his eyes and immediately fixed his gaze on the swaying young man.

Chisa, a novice who was playing Gomoku on her phone with him, also looked up.

"Little monk, what are you looking at?"

Yinli chuckled and said, "A master of the Katori Shinto school."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man, who was originally over a hundred meters away, slowly walked up to the two of them.

Kitada Kei greeted Chisawa with a gentle smile, then looked at Inori and asked expectantly, "Are you a contestant too?"

The young monk Yinli shook his head: "No, I'm just here to watch the competition."

Kitada Kei nodded: "That's a pity."

After saying that, he didn't linger any longer and walked a few steps to the TOP2 position and sat down quietly.

Throughout the entire venue, very few people even noticed that there was an extra person in their seat.

……

At this moment, at the gate of the Tokugawa family's Tokyo branch.

"Grandpa, we can just watch the live stream. There are just too many people there."

Tokugawa Ryuji looked up at the Sky Castle.

Beside him, a gaunt old man chuckled hoarsely: "Even so, don't you still have Long Er?"

Having figured out the answer, Tokugawa Ryuji had no choice but to reluctantly open the back door of the car and get inside.

The car started silently.

Ryuji Tokugawa stared out the window.

Actually, he was also curious about how much his little sister, whom Xingzi had praised so highly, had grown up.

Although he had previously tested her sword domain with the sword realm, in the end, that was just a meeting that could not even be considered a "test".

You can't tell how much a person has truly grown just by meeting them and exchanging a few words.

Instead, we should look at the "sword".

Ryuji Tokugawa wanted to see for himself how advanced Ririko's sword had become.

Aside from that, Minamoto no Shizumi from the Minamoto family is not bad... Oh right, and that Uesugi kid we met before was also alright.

Thinking of this, Tokugawa Ryuji silently closed his eyes.

Unfortunately, the young man surnamed Uesugi couldn't resist his younger sister's insistence and couldn't force her to leave this place of trouble and get away from these pointless conflicts.

……

On the rooftop of Shinjuku, Tokyo.

Minamoto no Shizumi, Saito Ryuichi, and Takizawa Kai stood on top and took out the glowing serial number plates together.

Minamoto Shizumi ran her fingertips along the hilt of Hotaru's sword, and spoke to the two people in front of her.

"Next, we will be the enemy."

Having already fully recovered, Takizawa Kai took a deep breath and absorbed all the viscous spiritual energy fluctuations back into his body.

The young man smiled confidently and waved the numbered card in his hand: "Miss Yuan, you'd better not get defeated before I get here."

Yuan Jingshui simply replied,

"Takizawa-kun, your idea is good, but you should say it to me after you defeat Uesugi-kun."

Takizawa Kai laughed heartily and patted his chest forcefully.

"of course!"

Saito Ryuichi remained silent throughout.

In these days, although he has come up with some new tricks, he has not yet obtained much intelligence on other opponents and potential opponents.

Because of the lack of intelligence, Saito Ryuichi still had some worries in his heart.

—A technique that can instantly bring all the people in the present world over is truly overpowered.

The head of the Saito family activated the serial number plate and appeared in the Sky City with a sigh.

Seeing the two disappear before her eyes, enveloped by the pillar of light, Yuan Jingshui also squeezed the serial number plate and activated it.

The girl, who had never been favored by the Minamoto family since childhood, gripped the hilt of her sword tightly, recalling her elder sister's assessment of Uesugi Tetsuya: "He's quite good."

As the pillar of light illuminated, Yuan Jingshui opened her eyes at the entrance to the Sky City.

A powerful sword intent hovered precisely above everyone's head, ruthlessly suppressing all the probing glances cast from the surroundings.

She will prove who is the strongest.

Just as Takizawa Kai was about to retort, he exclaimed and clicked his tongue: "Ms. Gen, you're too ruthless. This will incur public wrath..."

Saito Ryuichi never paid attention to these trivial matters from beginning to end.

He turned his gaze and found the direction of the entrance, then said to the two of them, "Let's go."

Under the gaze of countless eyes of all colors.

Yuan Jingshui and two others entered.

On the high platform where the spirits and deities sat, Nanjo Manami stroked her chin and said, "The new generation of the Minamoto family is quite impressive."

"Unfortunately, I'm still one step away from forging a sword heart."

Huijue also lowered his gaze, saying with a hint of regret, "In my humble opinion, that person still has deep-seated obsessions and demonic obstacles in his heart... If things continue like this, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him to achieve sword heart for several years."

"If the master says that, isn't he treating Kenshin like a cabbage, something you can find everywhere?"

A rough voice sounded behind Huijue, and a burly man with a dry straw in his mouth, black hair falling in front of his eyes, and wearing a thin, tattered Taoist robe emerged from the darkness.

The man, his arms, which were wrapped in dark red bandages and were almost as thick as a normal person's thighs, put his hands in his pockets and casually raised his chin at Nanjo Manami.

"Yo, long time no see, Nanjo-san... Ha, should I call you 'Shogun' now?"

"It's not work time, so it doesn't matter what you call me."

Nanjo Manami turned her gaze to the side: "On the contrary, you, Oborozuki, aren't you going to come and pick out a couple of good seedlings?"

"If someone can get into this place, how can there be any promising talents left?"

The man scoffed lightly: "Also, she said she was too lazy to move, so she made me take care of Chizuru."

Kujou Oborozuki stomped her foot in displeasure.

"Damn, this old guy is so lazy... He hasn't even bothered to move his butt in all these years. We don't even know when he'll die in the dojo."

After praising the teacher's kindness and the student's filial piety, Nanjo Manami's mind was filled with thoughts of men—

Kujou Oborozuki, the eldest disciple of Oborozuki-do, and also the most accomplished disciple in Oborozuki-do, almost on par with Kujou Oboroyo herself.

Many years ago, when he was young, he had a very famous and creepy nickname.

—"The Sword of Death".

As the name suggests, none of the people or demons who witnessed him wielding his sword survived.

However, Nanjo Manami knew that this rumor was absolutely unfounded.

Kujou Oborozuki slowly scanned the entire venue and smiled, "There are quite a few experts here. I'm getting a little itchy to compete."

Noticing the gaze from Nanjo Aimi, he waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, Nanjo, I'm not like my stupid younger brother, and I wouldn't bully someone younger than me."

At this point, Kujou Oborozuki changed the subject,

"But what about Nanjo and Master, would you two like to...?"

But before he could finish speaking, the two of them flatly refused.

"I'm so sorry I can't play, just working overtime is killing me."

“This humble monk is not so idle as to be so, Benefactor Kujo.”

"Tch, boring."

Kujou Oborozuki leaned against the wall, chewing on the grass root in her mouth: "She's so strong, yet she's not even willing to spar."

Too lazy to deal with this guy with boundless energy, Nanjo Manami continued looking towards the entrance, and then her eyes lit up.

Because those who entered at that moment were Uesugi Tetsuya, Ririko, and Akechi Yuya, who had arranged to come with them.

—Just as Uesugi Tetsu had entered the venue and hadn't even had time to look around, he saw a tall, muscular man in a black suit running towards him with a resolute air, carrying a large styrofoam box.

What's going on? Are they looking for trouble?

Just as Uesugi Tetsu was about to flick the other man away with his finger, not wanting to cause any more trouble, he heard the man in the black suit shout loudly, "Lord Uesugi! Lord Uesugi!"

The man in the black suit ran up to Uesugi Tetsuya, panting heavily, already drenched in sweat from the pressure of the surrounding gazes.

He opened the styrofoam box, revealing bottles of lemon tea and a bunch of ice packs inside, panting as he spoke.

"—This is a lemon tea that our young master, um, Lord Kujouin Jin, sent you."

The lemon tea was sent by Jin Jiujie.

This thing was even transported via cold chain.

Uesugi Tetsuya looked somewhat bewildered.