I became the Lord of the Eternal World in Tokyo.

"Would you come if I asked you to stay?"

Nanjo Ai asked back, her words unclear.

"I'll come up with a new reason to refuse..."

"That's fine."

Staring intently at Nanjo Manami's lips, which were almost glued to his, Uesugi Tetsu wanted to step back and create a safe distance.

But he couldn't move.

His body was held in place by Nanjo Manami's arm like an iron clamp, regardless of any Flame Armor, Qi Circulation, Five Thunder Technique, or power exertion techniques...

Everything was undeniably forced back into the body.

In the end, it was Nanjo Manami who stepped back first and pressed her finger against Uesugi Tetsu's lips, which were trying to move.

"Uesugi Tetsuya, go do what you want to do."

As a qualified adult and a perfect boss, Nanjo Manami restrained all unreasonable tendencies and impulses until the very end.

Even when drunk.

In the silence, Uesugi Tetsu made a sound without moving his mouth.

"I will come after I become a ghost or god."

"Okay."

Nanjo Manami smiled and gently pinched his lips with her index finger.

"Then I wait for you."

what……

Uesugi Tetsu blinked his heavy eyelids.

Why do I suddenly feel a little drowsy?

In a daze, Uesugi Tetsu heard Nanjo Manami speak with a start,

"Oh, I forgot to mention."

"This beer has something added to it, otherwise it wouldn't be able to completely clear my body of the hangover."

The woman let go of him, patting his hand as she couldn't help but burst into laughter.

"Uesugi-kun, your alcohol tolerance is terrible, are you still a child...?"

……

After an unknown amount of time, Uesugi Tetsu opened his eyes, his head slightly aching, and saw the coffee table that had been tidied up and the sunlight.

Nanjo-nee... has already gone to Hokkaido?

As if to answer his question, that incredibly familiar voice sounded behind him.

"—No, I didn't leave."

Uesugi Tetsu turned his head and saw Nanjo Manami walking towards him with a strange, subtle, and mysterious smile.

Surrounded by mountains of materials, Nanjo Manami smiled and unbuttoned his clothes.

"Let us begin the forging of the All-Spirit Cauldron."

The forging of the Myriad Spirit Cauldron?

Did the materials arrive so quickly?

Amidst his chaotic thoughts, Uesugi Tetsu didn't forget to leisurely take the Hungry Ghost Pot out of his storage backpack.

"Wait a minute, Nanjo-nee, let's take a look at this first."

Chapter 316 Perfectly Forged Legendary Quality All-Purpose Furnace Core! My little darlings of Edo Castle, here I come!

"Wait a minute? Wait a minute for what?"

Nanjo Manami chuckled, then her smile grew increasingly strange: "Uesugi-kun, you're not scared, are you...?"

Because there are very clear records in the lineage of the Wanling Cauldron.

The forging of the Myriad Spirit Cauldron must be carried out from the very beginning by being implanted into the flesh and blood of the future owner.

As something that was initially envisioned to be as important as the "heart" for Onmyoji, the Wanling Cauldron must first be connected to the "perception" of the whole body.

Then start casting from scratch again.

For this reason, the entire process is extremely painful, a kind of suffering that ordinary people cannot endure.

That's why Nanjo Manami asked a curious and odd question, thinking she was finally going to see some of the plot she wanted to see.

"It's not such a small matter..."

After repeatedly cleansing his body with Qi and spiritual power, Uesugi Tetsuya's thoughts gradually returned to normal.

He waved the Hungry Ghost Pot in his hand at Nanjo Manami with a rather helpless expression: "Here, it is."

At this moment, Nanjo Manami's gaze shifted from Uesugi Tetsu, who had just shown an unusually weak demeanor.

Then he paused, stunned.

Because she had seen similar utensils before.

The Nanjo family once had such an existence.

They usually contain very rare materials, or rare but even more dangerous ones.

Uesugi Tetsuya is giving this to me now because he wants to...

Nanjo Manami's doubts were cut short by her quick response before they could even arise.

After a moment of silent eye contact, Nanjo Manami asked,

"Is it filled with the blood of Huojin?"

She didn't beat around the bush by saying "that person," partly because as long as there were no complicated rituals or spells, and she didn't call him by his full name, it was almost impossible to summon misfortune.

Secondly, it's because of Uesugi Tetsu.

From the moment he took the initiative to ask me if the blood of the calamity could be used as material, to now, just a few hours later, he has filled the calamity's blood into a pot and placed it in front of me to look at.

To say that Uesugi Tetsuya and Mokuzu didn't have some kind of ambiguous, mysterious relationship...

Nanjo Manami definitely didn't believe it.

Therefore, it's impossible for Uesugi Tetsu to be noticed or disliked for such a trivial matter.

—That's to be expected, because right now, Mojin is walking in the assembly, focusing all his attention on manipulating a giant slithering snake that is thousands of blocks long.

boom.

Just then, Uesugi Tetsu slapped himself on the forehead, dispelling the last vestiges of his drunkenness: "Finally sober... So this is what it feels like to be drunk."

"It's so uncomfortable."

He stared at the materials scattered on the ground behind Nanjo Manami for a long time, remembering that she had said they wouldn't arrive for several days.

Uesugi Tetsuya is certainly not stupid.

"Did you bring all of these yourself, Nanjo-nee?"

The woman nodded naturally: "I've made so many trips, so I have to pay extra."

Uesugi Tetsu naturally changed the subject.

"Oh right, what did you just say, Nanjo-nee?"

Nanjo Manami: ...

She sighed and repeated what she had said before.

Uesugi Tetsu nodded and handed over the Hungry Ghost Pot: "It's His blood, is one drop enough?"

a drop.

Even Nanjo Manami couldn't help but lean back slightly upon hearing this quantifier.

How can blood of this level be measured in "drops"?

Uesugi Tetsu clearly doesn't know anything about Onmyodo or unorthodox practices, so how did he get involved with the Calamity, which is located in an unknown place in the world of the living?

Could it be that Masatsu is Uesugi Tetsu's long-lost mother...?

Always ready to grant requests?

That explains the famous scene in the seeding battle where Tsuchimikado Arashi was attacked backfired.

He really is a man full of mysteries.

Just like myself.

Nanjo Manami took the Hungry Ghost Pot: "It's definitely enough as material."

She stared at the copper stopper for a while, and then, driven by a combination of need for confirmation and curiosity, she unscrewed it, revealing a small gap.

In an instant, the drop of blood, suspended in the pot, was reflected in her eyes.

A sharp, stabbing pain shot through my eyes.

Nanjo Ai closed the stopper casually, clicking her tongue in amazement: "It's actually the real thing..."

"All right."

Nanjo Manami got up, stretched her legs which were wrapped in slightly taut black stockings, and then changed her posture to kneel properly on the open ground covered with tatami mats.

She became serious, patted her thigh, making a deep sound that was somewhere between crisp and dull: "Wash up first or just lie down?"

Uesugi Tetsu:?

"Nanjo-nee, what are you doing?"

Nanjo Manami replied, "You want me to start creating the Pangu Cauldron inside your body from a distance, artificially increasing the difficulty of forging and the probability of death, right?"

That makes a lot of sense.

When forging the All-Purpose Cauldron, it is best if the body of the person being forged is in contact with the forger, as this helps to improve the accuracy of perception.

Uesugi Tetsu nodded, and was about to lie down when his gaze swept over the eye-catching sheer stockings: "Nanjo-nee, what are you doing wearing these?"

Nanjo Manami replied: "I don't understand how clothing with slight tension can relieve muscle tension that has been present for a long time?"

The casting of the Wanling Cauldron should minimize external interference and influence.

That makes a lot of sense.

Uesugi Tetsuya, who had previously studied marathon races, knew that the "ice sleeves" worn by athletes worked on the same principle.

However, although these words made a lot of sense, Uesugi Tetsu felt that something was not quite right.

So he opened his mouth again: "Then what position should we use..."

The next instant, Nanjo Manami interrupted the spellcasting.

"Just don't say anything! Get over here!"

An invisible spiritual force lifted Uesugi Tetsuya up like a chick, and landed his head precisely on Nanjo Aimi's legs.

A soft yet elastic warm touch came over me.

Uesugi Tetsu blinked, deeply appreciating the immense waves and the abundance.

"Alright, just stay put from now on."

Nanjo Manami's calm voice came through, and Uesugi Tetsu could tell that she had completely entered her daily work mode.

"—How long can you not move? The forging of the Myriad Spirit Cauldron must take quite a long time."

"A day or two?"

As Nanjo Manami finished speaking, a small wave swirled around: "That's about the time, at the shortest it should be ten hours or so."

Uesugi Tetsuya's pupils contracted slightly, and he didn't even have time to appreciate the magnificent natural scenery.

In my memory, the tradition of the Myriad Spirit Cauldron states that the minimum forging time is over a week, and if many rare materials are used, the time will double...

Not only does it take more than a month, but it also requires several master-level experts to personally handle the task and support each other.