Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Harunobu looked at Artoria with a slightly aggrieved expression, but the Red Dragon Queen remained unmoved.

The weak are meant to be thoroughly humiliated by the strong!

If you can't beat them, kneel down!

The red dragon must have beaten Qingxin to his knees to force him to return to England to become a sex slave!

Seeing that feigning weakness and playing the victim was useless, Harunobu returned to normal: "Alright, looks like I have another motivation to become stronger; but does that mean that until you can't beat me..."

Harunobu pinched Artoria's pert buttocks, applying more pressure than before, but Artoria still endured it, and her eyes even became noticeably moister.

Well, it seems the Red Dragon prefers a rougher kind of interaction. Anyway, with her physical abilities, she can easily handle even if Harunobu tries to be a little more aggressive.

Despite her expression, Artoria's lips remained stubbornly clenched: "Let me make this clear beforehand, this is an exception. Unless you agree to have only one wife, you're not allowed to... touch... me... um~"

Harunobu raised an eyebrow: "If you agree, then is it still considered strong?"

Returning the favor to Harunobu subjected him to the iron fist of love from the Red Dragon Queen.

A few minutes later, the three of them, who had finally stopped playing around, used magic to cleanse their bodies, changed into new clothes, broke the seal, and dispersed the swirling black mist.

Outside the main hall, countless demons and monsters that had been sealed and frozen began to stir again. Apart from a few powerful demons like Hoshiguma-doji and Kinkuma-doji, the rest of the demons were unaware that they had been frozen in place, only knowing that the sky had inexplicably darkened.

Hoshiguma Doji and Kinkuma Doji only vaguely sensed that they were under some kind of control spell, but they couldn't remember the details at all.

They didn't have time to think about it anymore.

The black mist that Harunobu mostly used as a cover for his work was seen by these demons and monsters as a death knell from hell, filling them with despair just by looking at it. Moreover, while Harunobu was doing his work, Izanami, who had nothing better to do, had already attracted a large amount of corrupting power, filling the entire Mount Ōe.

So, with the end of the seal, Mount Ooe was wiped out instantly—oh, but one survivor was left.

"Hoshiguma Doji, right?"

Looking at the demon in front of him, whose face was full of scars and whose belly was bigger than Harunobu's, Harunobu said with disgust, "You dare to call yourself Hoshiguma?"

Hoshiguma-dōji dared not speak out in anger. It wasn't him who set the title; the titles of the Four Great Demon Kings of Mount Ōe had been fixed since the Heian period! Why don't you mention Shuten-dōji?

"Fine, just tell me where you've hidden your money, and I'll give you a quick death." Qingxin rubbed his hands together, somewhat expectantly. Although he wasn't short of money now, with the addition of a Red Dragon Queen with a huge appetite, he needed to save up more money, lest he be eaten into bankruptcy.

Hoshiguma Doji hesitated, driven by an instinctive reluctance and greed.

But Qingxin simply said lightly, "Otherwise, I can just use the Soul Searching Technique..."

Hoshiguma Doji immediately spoke with unwavering certainty: "Lord Taira, please come this way!"

A few minutes later, Harunobu entered the Ōeyama Treasure Vault, which had been cleansed by the power of filth. Beneath the dilapidated traps lay a dazzling array of jewels.

"These magical beasts are really rich, they must be close to ten million..." Using her dragon's innate ability to appraise, Artoria instantly quoted the total value of the treasure vault—not even counting the things hidden in the boxes.

Harunobu casually killed the Golden Bear Child, then teased the Red Dragon Queen, whose eyes were shining brightly: "Lily, now you know how much we lost by delaying for a day, right?"

Even if not all of those demon realms are as wealthy as Mount Ooe, at least half of them must be, right?

The Red Dragon Queen's breathing became heavy for a moment, but she quickly regained her composure: "I'm not an idiot like Vortigern, and we couldn't catch the rest of the monsters anyway."

"How to say?"

"The creative power I absorbed sent a message to its master as soon as it awakened; even if Izanagi only wanted to retrieve the power he had placed in other demon realms, he would definitely notify the other demon realms to flee immediately." Artoria glared at Harunobu angrily, "Otherwise, do you really think I'm some lustful dragon who can't even hold back for a day?"

The Knight King's self-control is quite trustworthy.

However, Harunobu couldn't resist being cheeky: "So who played the 'stronger game' first—wow, murdering a relative!"

Chapter 515

"My husband!!"

Chapter 479: The Beginning of Missionary Work

Nara, Yukiko Taira, watched the newly recruited apprentices chatter as they walked in, and coughed softly. The dojo instantly fell silent, and the five young girls stood at attention nervously, afraid of displeasing their instructor.

"Let's start by practicing the basic vibration today. Let's begin."

The five girls breathed a sigh of relief and ran to get their bamboo swords. Hirako, her face calm, sat there, communicating with Harunobu in her mind: "Teacher~ You actually spent a whole day and night with Arthur... Lily and didn't come home! I don't care~ I want some too~"

Only in such extremely private situations would Hirako act so coquettishly. Harunobu, however, quite liked it; it was just a pity that telepathy couldn't transmit physical sensations, otherwise he could hold the sexy, gentle older sister while watching her act like a little girl.

"Cough cough, Sachiko, your body can't take it, can it?"

"If you rely on willpower, you can always get through this!"

"This isn't a battle!"

"This is battle! Teacher's brigade! A woman's battle!"

The junior apprentices, having taken their bamboo swords and changed into their kendo uniforms, returned. But looking at Hirako sitting in her seat with a sweet smile on her face from time to time, they wondered if they had come to the wrong place.

How could that devilish teacher have such a womanly smile?

Several twelve or thirteen-year-old girls, at the perfect age for gossip, suddenly became incredibly curious: "Speaking of which, I heard that our teachers' college is actually run by the wife of the head teacher from our family?"

"Huh? Then why did you come all the way from Tokyo to such a remote place as Nara?"

"I heard it's because the head of the family's military academy has a new love interest, so..."

"Huh? Isn't that the kind of scum who starts something and then abandons it—"

A friend's elbow interrupted the girl who was about to speak. Hirako's cold gaze swept over her disciples. Seeing their anxious expressions, she sighed, "All you ever think about is gossip. I started at the same time as you, and I've already mastered the breathing technique, but you haven't even learned Suzhen yet!"

"One hundred extra sets of training today!"

"Hey~ Teacher's College~"

"Being cute won't work, hurry up and start!"

The children, looking distressed, scattered and picked up their heavy bamboo swords, beginning to swing them at the full-length mirror. Hirako, her expression indifferent, moved past them, her mouth practically never stopping: "You're gripping too tightly! Are you treating the sword like a stick?! Watch closely, your right hand should only grip with your thumb and forefinger, and your left hand should grip firmly at the end of the hilt..."

"You're holding it too loosely! The knife's wobbling! Let's do it again!"

"You! Su Zhen is slashing forward, watch carefully... did you see it clearly? Okay, let's do it again..."

"You must be exhausted, Lady Taira." A shrine maiden walked in from the doorway, her Kagura bell hanging at her waist swaying gently, making a pleasant sound.

"Mulberry Priestess." Hirayukiko nodded to the shrine maiden who had entered, then looked back at her disciple. "What are you looking at! Does the shrine maiden have a knife in her face?! Look at me!"

"Woooo..."

Matsugu, who actually had a Zanpakuto hanging at her waist, smiled and said, "Lady Taira, your standards are too high. Not everyone has the talent of your disciples from the Azure Sky Pavilion."

"This isn't a matter of talent..."

Hirako gently rubbed the little one's fake-crying cheeks, then left her and walked over to the Mulberry Shrine Maiden: "What's wrong? Is there any new development? Have those monks come to cause trouble again?"

As she spoke, a hint of murderous intent appeared between Hirako's brows. Her face, which was originally just rather cold but even more beautiful, and could easily be described as an ice queen, instantly lost all the pleasantness it evoked, leaving only fear and repulsion.

Even the priestess of the Amaterasu-onna-no-Mikoto Shrine, the most trusted and strongest shrine maiden under the priestess, Sangshen, instinctively took a step back: "No, no, no, it's good news, calm down, Lady Taira."

"Excuse me, my apologies." Hirako suppressed the murderous intent surging within her. "What good news?"

"First, my shrine is finally completely finished. I can prepare to receive the divine power of Lady Ame-no-Mikoto and begin my missionary work."

"Congratulations." Hirako smiled gently. "You're finally on the right track."

“Yes~ There were some monsters lurking around before, but now they’ve all suddenly disappeared. It must be Lord Harunobu who did something,” said Mulberry Palace Master with certainty. “Actually, I thought it was Lady Taira who did it, since those guys looked like they were desperate and dangerous.”

Hirako's face softened even more, with a hint of pride and boastfulness: "Yes, my husband destroyed Mount Ooe, and the other demon realms also fled."

"Mount Ooe... destroyed?"

Mulberry Palace Master repeated his words in a daze, somewhat unable to believe it. It wasn't that he didn't believe Harunobu could defeat demons like Shuten-dōji, but rather that he couldn't believe Harunobu's actions were so swift and decisive.

It’s really... enviable.

Hirako raised her chin slightly: "That's just how my husband is. He can't stand seeing us being bullied. We agreed to let everyone come out to exercise this time, but now how are we supposed to have a place to exercise?"

Although Hirako appeared to be complaining, she couldn't hide her boastful and smug emotions.

Mulberry Palace Master teased, "That's right, now I know why you all like Lord Harunobu so much. I'm even thinking of offering myself up to him."

Hirako's eyes lit up: "Really? Then I'll have the teacher come over."

"It's quite frightening that you're suddenly changing how you address Lord Harunobu at this time, Lady Taira!" Matsuko looked around, genuinely afraid that a Taira Harunobu might suddenly appear out of nowhere.

Although it's not that she can't accept it, it's just...

Hirako laughed and said, "What's wrong? You'll become my husband's woman sooner or later anyway. Didn't you decide to follow Lady Tengen no Miko for the rest of your life?"

"So it won't work now. If we do it before my elders, won't the family hierarchy get messed up later?"

Mulberry Ninja spoke confidently, without any intention of refuting Hirako's words. After all, everyone wasn't blind; they had vaguely sensed something a long time ago, when Hirako Harunobu frequently visited the shrine and was always received by the shrine maidens.

At first, I thought it would be with one colleague, or at most a superior, but now it seems I'll be with multiple male heads of household, or even multiple husbands...

"Hey, can Lord Harunobu really handle this? There are so many people."

Hirako glanced at her disciples, whose ears were perked up, and pulled Matsuguchi to the other side: "Just recently, Harunobu subdued that red dragon from the West, working on it for a whole day and night without stopping!"

"You're kidding... Putting aside the men, don't women usually finish after three minutes?"

Hirako looked at Matsuguchi with a hint of pity: "After all, it's a problem with the dragon. But Matsuguchi, you should know when to stop comforting yourself, it's bad for your health."

"..." Mulberry Palace Master belatedly covered her face, "Forget it! Lady Ping! Forget it!"

"Huh? What just happened?" Hirayuki tilted her head slightly, touching her cheek with her right hand. "Weren't we talking about developing missionary work?"

Mulberry Palace Master quickly seized the opportunity offered by Hira Sachiko: "Yes, yes, I'm planning to hold a festival to raise awareness; and I'll also hold a trial before the gods to promote the Zanpakuto. Do you have any suggestions, Lady Hira?"

“These children aren’t old enough to compete yet, so just go with your plan,” Hirako said gently. “We’re here to help you, and with your Zanpakuto, there’s really nothing to worry about.”

"No need to comfort me with that. We have Zanpakuto, and so do our enemies." When it came to serious matters, Mulberry Palace Master finally shed her earlier shyness. "Besides, we not only have to deal with our own kind, but also those bald guys and bald men. We can't let our guard down!"

Chapter 516

"Then, let's cheer each other on."

"Taihara Yukiko said gently, then looked at the energetic little girls. Although their progress was frighteningly slow compared to the seniors at Aozorakan, to be honest, the fact that they could set up the three sections so well in just a few days and do three to five hundred repetitions a day meant that their level was already much higher than normal.

Judging from this, it should take about a month to master the basics of the Flying Sword Style. At that point, dealing with an average adult shouldn't be a problem.

However, he is still far from being a qualified disciple of the Azure Sky Pavilion and needs to work harder.

Everything is gradually getting back on track.

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Author's note: Update progress 1/30. Thank you all for your support!

Chapter 480: The Alliance of Gods (3000 words)

"This can't go on like this!"

"They went too far!"

"A mere bunch of mortals! How dare they provoke us gods!"

"A little blonde girl who's barely older than me is so arrogant!!"

"Then go and kill them. It's not like you can't beat them, right?"

The noisy hall suddenly fell silent. The group that had been indignant, passionate, and shouting the loudest all lowered their heads, as if afraid of being singled out to kill those "mere mortals and mere young girls."

Finally, the same voice that had caused the awkward silence rang out again, saying in a low voice, "Oeyama sent thirteen groups of men to test those women, and they were all wiped out; a few days later, the entire Oeyama family, from Shuten-dōji to the newborn brat, were all dead."

Amidst a collective gasp, the voice continued, "Then, from the Creaking Mountain to the Feathered Green Hill of Tamamo-no-Mae; from the Bottomless Tomb of the Zombie King to the Izumo Mountains of the Tengu... more than a dozen demon realms didn't dare utter a sound... Hah."

Looking at her silent "companions," she changed her tone: "None of them dared to approach that man. In an instant, everyone vanished, leaving behind an unknown amount of treasure for him."

"Now, you're planning to let him demonstrate what it means to instantly kill gods again, right? Can you defeat Shuten-dōji, or the Mother of the Underworld? I bet you can't even beat that giant lizard from the West."

"Tsukuyomi! Don't go too far!"

Finally, someone couldn't hold back anymore. "Even though you're right, don't we all have our pride? Is it really necessary to keep making sarcastic remarks?"

"I'm just making sure you see the facts clearly. Stop wasting everyone's time listening to your nonsense and get down to business."

Bright moonlight illuminated the dimly lit hall, revealing Tsukuyomi's figure. He was a slender, thin man, like a crescent moon, dressed in a white robe, sitting quietly in his seat, looking as elegant and serene as the moonlight itself.

However, his mouth was not so quiet: "Amaterasu has sent down an order that we must immediately worship her as the only god, or she will kill us all. What do you plan to do?"

The moonlight shifted, illuminating the gods hidden in the darkness. Their bizarre appearances were revealed one by one by the pure moonlight, exposing their inner turmoil and the anguish on their faces. Clearly, none of these gods wanted to be Amaterasu's dogs, even though they had once been.

But there's a huge difference between being a dog as a god and being a dog as an apostle or saint. The biggest problem is that if you're a dog as a god, there's still a sliver of a chance to turn things around; but if you're something else, you'll be trampled underfoot by Amaterasu, the one and only god, for the rest of your life.

Furthermore, everyone in this era has just awakened, so why should they be dogs to that woman Amaterasu? Just because she's pretty? Or because her offspring are promising?