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Ming secretly began to have other ideas. After all, Allens had shown great strength—perhaps not as strong as Taira no Harunobu and Amaterasu, but he wasn't the true form of a Western god.

If the clergy under their command are all so capable, then perhaps Westerners could become a third party in this religious war in Japan? Perhaps they have other options?

At this moment, the Bird Angel had overcome several obstacles and arrived in front of Hojo Amu. Its extreme fighting style—burning divine power, burning life force, burning soul—allowed the Bird Angel to unleash a fighting power far greater than it had in life.

Unfortunately, the God within Allens didn't leave him with a brain.

"No mind, no thought, no form, no idea, one thought, sever—" The release words of the Zanpakuto flowed smoothly into the air, and the Zanpakuto, shining with power, pierced through the air with even greater speed, penetrating the brain of the Bird Angel.

No Outflow - Secret Technique - Fang Thrust - Zero Style!

Then, the gods heard Amu Hojo's next words: "—Thoughts that kill gods!"

Zanpakuto: Nen Slayer!

The bird angel fell, its body engulfed in a milky-white light, shattering on the steel deck. Amu Hojo's sword wasn't even scratched, but this was to be expected, for the sword's apparent blade was merely its true form; its true sharpness lay not in the blade itself, but in the extraordinary, thousand-fold powerful will of its master!

Formless and formless, without mind or thought, it only awaits the master's single thought to sever all things—this is thought-killing god!

A pure numerical value a thousand times stronger than one's willpower, combined with the new mechanics of the Zanpakuto, forged Hojo Amu into the second disciple of the Aozorakan!

Hojo Amu, with her habitual blood-red aura, looked at the gods who were stunned in mid-air and coldly shouted, "What are you all standing there for! Do you think the enemy will come and die by my hand?!"

The cold rebuke sent a shiver down the spines of the gods, who then mustered all their strength to attack the Puritan God who had descended upon Allens.

Damn, Taira no Harunobu's side is way scarier! It's absolutely terrifying!!!

Despite the relentless attacks from so many gods, the main threat was still Amu Hojo, a newly enhanced monster with incredible stats. Even though Allens was only a divine being, he was ultimately pierced through the heart by Amu Hojo's sword and had his head chopped off.

The milky-white holy light completely dissipated, and the sacred foreskin buried deep within Allens' body rolled to the ground, sliding all the way to Captain Carson's feet. The faint hymn made Captain Carson instinctively want to pick up the relic, but as he received a series of amused glances, he immediately kicked the lump of trash aside and looked at Hojo Amu with a forced smile: "This lady..."

“Call me Madam,” Amu Hosho said in fluent English. “How many of you are there? Is this your only ship?”

"Madam, there are a total of 465 crew members on this ship..." Captain Carson answered Amu Hosho's questions without any concealment, as if afraid of accidentally following in his beloved godfather's footsteps.

Meanwhile, the Magic Wales slowly sailed into Osaka Bay.

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Author's note: Update progress expedited to 7/30.

Chapter 499: The First World War (3000 words)

In the Aozora-kan, Harunobu lay lazily on the sofa, his head resting on Izanagi's voluptuous thighs, trying to avoid her doing what she did last time. It was quite enjoyable, but he couldn't do it too often.

Sitting opposite him was Amaterasu, dressed in the same old clothes, except now with a thin veil over her face. Clearly, Harunobu's accidental shooting had left her still shaken, so much so that she preferred to be fully armed rather than reveal her vulnerability.

Amaterasu's expression was very serious as she stared intently at Harunobu, as if waiting for him to speak.

It's now the fifth day of the operation to block the Christians, and September is almost here. The operation has been very successful; in two days, neither the Puritans flying the Union Jack, the Catholics flying the Stars and Stripes, nor the Orthodox ships flying the Russian flag have managed to land on the Japanese mainland. However, the cost is that Harunobu has several wounds.

Not every disciple has the fighting power of Hojo Amu. Yamashita Mieko was stabbed by the Lord of the Armies, and Sanada Maya was purified by holy light—and then nothing happened to her. She even took the opportunity to kill those bishops and patriarchs who had been sent by the gods.

This greatly enhanced the fame of the Azure Sky Pavilion once again, and those gods who had previously harbored ulterior motives and surrendered were now terrified. Many even completely halted the construction of the mortal god's palace, appearing truly loyal and obedient. It wasn't that they were cowards, but witnessing a mortal being hit by such an attack and remaining unharmed left them utterly bewildered.

In short, Qingxin gained a lot. Although some cannon fodder died, their cohesion, reputation, and strength were all improved.

Meanwhile, the massive commotion at sea couldn't be concealed, or rather, there was no intention to conceal it. Harunobu was eager for his disciples to gain more fame, and Amaterasu was eager for the people to be more proud and confident, so that her war plans would receive more support. Therefore, this magnificent battle was not only not concealed, but it even made the front pages of major newspapers and magazines, spreading throughout Japan.

For a time, even the fishermen who caught crabs in Hokkaido would proudly stand tall after hearing this news.

But while interception may be satisfying in the short term, the aftermath will be a nightmare. Harunobu was eager to know how Amaterasu planned to deal with international pressure—did she really think that the Westerners, who prided themselves on being the beacon of civilization, would just let it go so easily?

Or has she gone so mad that she wants to emulate the Yehenara clan and declare war on the West?

Harunobu didn't hide the curiosity in his eyes, and Amaterasu could see it too. This attitude annoyed her, but she quickly turned it into a positive competitive spirit: "Harunobu, those foreigners have proposed peace talks, but they demand that we hand over the method for manufacturing Zanpakuto."

Harunobu knew he wasn't a skilled negotiator, so he tilted his head toward Izanami's flat stomach. A subtle fragrance emanated from her triangle area, fueling Harunobu's desire.

Izana lowered her beautiful hand, gently stroking Harunobu's head, and looked at Amaterasu with a half-smile: "My dear daughter, does this mean you're finally willing to return to our family?"

Ignoring Izanami's trap, Amaterasu continued, "I've already deciphered the method for creating Zanpakuto. If you don't mind..."

Amaterasu deliberately stopped. In her mind, Harunobu's attitude towards foreigners was very bad, probably due to the influence of traditional samurai patriotism. Therefore, Harunobu would not be willing to pass on his unique techniques to the foreigners and would definitely oppose her. Of course, Amaterasu did not intend to hand them over, but she had to provoke Harunobu into talking to her.

Otherwise, if she says here that Harunobu was playing with Izanami and even made Izanami talk to her, will the final agreement she reached be valid? What if she believes it now, but Harunobu later says that Izanami acted on her own initiative and had sex with her for three days as punishment? Wouldn't she become a clown then?

In that case, it wouldn't be considered that Taira no Harunobu broke his promise, because he never made a promise in the first place; it was just Izanami.

She needs Qingxin to talk to her herself!

However, Harunobu doesn't really care about the Zanpakuto being leaked, because counterfeit Zanpakuto can only achieve Shikai, and its upper limit depends on the soul material used. Unless someone like Hojo Amu is naturally gifted and happens to encounter a suitable Zanpakuto, the highest level it can reach is probably only a Demon King.

Something even a kitten couldn't beat.JPG

So, despite Amaterasu's provocation, Harunobu remained silent. It was Izanami who spoke up: "Don't waste time, Amaterasu. Before discussing those white-skinned southern barbarians, let's discuss the bet first."

A hint of surprise flashed in Amaterasu's eyes, but seeing that Harunobu had no intention of speaking, she could only grit her teeth and answer Izanami: "This has nothing to do with the bet, right? We're not even close to getting Izanagi out yet."

"But soon"

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"Alright, my dear daughter, I know that bastard turtle better than you do." Mentioning Izanagi, Izanami couldn't suppress her anger, but feeling Harunobu's warm breath on her lower abdomen, she calmed down. "Besides, now you're no longer competitive in your plans, are you? How do you intend to erase the story of Ame-no-Tsurugi and her husband, Taira no Harunobu?"

"Tsk..." Amaterasu couldn't help but click her tongue, "You guys are truly shameless, actually using this kind of propaganda method."

Izanami affectionately patted Harunobu's head, but her gaze toward Amaterasu was cold: "As long as it works, that's enough. Besides, it was only a matter of time anyway; in any case, your monotheistic plan is definitely doomed now, so of course we should be credited as the winners of this bet, right?"

"You know, even if you manage to get rid of Asuka and Harunobu's combination, how are you going to deal with those Western gods? Or are you planning to become the Virgin Mary? Then I strongly recommend that Harunobu become Jehovah and Christ. Trust your mother, my dear daughter, he will definitely be able to..."

"Enough!" Amaterasu's face turned red with anger. "I'm here to discuss cooperation, not to listen to your shameless and lewd words!"

"Alright, so what are you planning to do next? Cooperation should come with conditions that satisfy us, right?" Izanami looked at Amaterasu with a sneer. "You're unwilling to become family, so what do you plan to offer us to make us believe in you? You're not even willing to fulfill the bet... Or do you think you still have a plan, a chance to win?"

Amaterasu was cornered by Izanami's sarcastic remarks. She was unwilling to give up her plans, not only the war plan but also the bet. However, Izanami made it clear that if she didn't abandon her plan to become the only god, then there was no point in discussing cooperation.

After a long pause, Amaterasu could only weakly manage to utter, "If those foreigners start a war, the Japanese people..."

Izanami interrupted Amaterasu's moral blackmail without hesitation: "That's your responsibility as the ruler. My husband is a good man, but not a fool. He won't try to solve all the problems by himself, and he certainly won't be a scapegoat for an idiot!"

Amaterasu sat on the sofa, her fists clenched, but in the end she dejectedly loosened them, turning into golden light and disappearing into the sky.

Harunobu sat up, put his arm around Izanami, and said with some worry, "She's not really planning to drag the whole country into gambling, is she?"

Izanami pinched Harunobu's abs: "Even if a fight breaks out, it doesn't matter, it won't affect us anyway."

The Mother of the Underworld never cares about mortals.

"Hmm..." Harunobu wasn't so nonchalant. Although he wasn't noble enough to sacrifice himself, war...

"Don't worry, Harunobu, there won't be a fight." Fully armed, Artoria walked in from outside and quickly squeezed into Harunobu's arms. The hard armor formed by her scales fell away, revealing the delicate body of the Red Dragon Queen.

"Why?" Harunobu asked subconsciously, then slapped his forehead. "I remember now, Europe was also preparing to go to war with each other, wasn't it?"

Artoria wrapped her arms around Harunobu, swaying her shapely hips with practiced ease, before grabbing the now-energized Harunobu: "Yes, Britain and France, Germany and Prussia, Poland... In short, don't be fooled by their apparent strength; most of their energy is focused on their neighbors. They don't have time to cause trouble in the Far East—unless they plan to go on a long trip and have their neighbors steal their wives from behind."

"yes……"

Harunobu remembered that it was now September 1913, exactly nine months before the opening ceremony of World War I—the Sarajevo shootings. World War I wasn't a harbinger of that single gunshot; in fact, with industrialization, European nations had long been embroiled in conflict, and the Sarajevo shootings were merely the final straw that broke the camel's back.

Therefore, regardless of whether Amaterasu agrees to peace talks or not, Europeans cannot actually invade Japan with a large army unless they can actually carry out a modern crusade. Then the question is, is it an Orthodox crusade, a Catholic crusade, or a crusade of Puritans, Anglicans, Shiites, etc.?

Modern Japan is not like the Tokugawa Shogunate era, where a few ironclad warships and musketeers could easily crush ordinary people, and the accompanying priests could bully monks and priests with their more advanced equipment. If only a few ironclad warships came now... oh, they've already come, so it's alright.

Having confirmed there were no further worries, Harunobu completely let go of his moral burden and patted Artoria's bobbing buttocks. The Red Dragon Queen understood and turned to lie down, raising her buttocks high, while simultaneously offering her beautiful red horns to Harunobu.

Izanami gave Harunobu a resentful look, then swayed her pert, soft breasts and plump, round buttocks as she walked behind Harunobu, skillfully embracing him and beginning to lick his body inch by inch.

Meanwhile, Amaterasu returned to the Imperial Palace.

Chapter 500: As long as South Korea is conquered...

Inside the Imperial Palace, Princess Misuru was diligently processing today's official documents, writing tirelessly as usual. However, the person standing behind her was no longer Shiranui Ran, but another female ninja from Shiranui, who would most likely become the next Shiranui Fire Demon.

After all, Shiranui Ran's allegiance wasn't just turning against her; she was practically handing the knife to Taira no Harunobu. While Misuru-hime didn't interfere much in her subordinates' marriages, it was still somewhat excessive for the leader of the Imperial Ninja Guard to be married to an outsider—especially since Amaterasu and Taira no Harunobu were currently at odds.

"Speaking of which, I wonder how the talks between Taira no Harunobu and Amaterasu went, and whether they reached an agreement..."

Misuruhime was deeply moved, pondering the most important matter facing Japan at present: the consequences of confronting the Christians. She was aware of the chaos in the West; as the Prime Minister of a country, she was certainly aware of basic international intelligence, and the infighting among European nations was not exactly secretive information.

Unlike Harunobu, who relied on his memories of his past life for certainty, and Artoria, who had firsthand experience, Misuruhime dared not gamble the safety of her nation on the enemy's lack of time or courage. She was now the Prime Minister and the member of the Imperial Family with the best relationship with Amaterasu, bearing the real responsibility of a nation, and dared not be too optimistic.

That's why she recommended Amaterasu to cooperate with Taira no Harunobu; that's why she felt that Amaterasu probably couldn't persuade Taira no Harunobu.

After all, that man never seemed to know how to compromise.

"Mitsuru." Amaterasu's voice rang out as she stood before Misuru-hime. "Taira no Harunobu refused to cooperate. Your prediction was spot on."

Misuru-hime looked up respectfully at Amaterasu standing before her: "Ancestor God, I wonder what request Taira no Harunobu made?"

Amaterasu frowned slightly, her red lips curtly pouting: "That bastard wants me to either admit to the bet or marry him and become part of the family—wishful thinking!"

Although it was actually Izanami who said it, Amaterasu naturally attributed these things to Taira no Harunobu. Such a lecherous request must have come from that bastard! And he didn't object even though he was there!

After hearing Amaterasu's explanation, Misuru-hime believed it, but she was still somewhat puzzled: "Is that all? He didn't make any other requests?"

Amaterasu understood what Misuruhime meant and shook her head: "He doesn't need anything else. Do you expect him to become your minister or general? If he weren't so lustful, he probably wouldn't even have mentioned marrying me. He would have just asked me to acknowledge the bet."

Princess Misuru was speechless. Ultimately, Harunobu no longer needed to care about Japanese politics. If he weren't so tyrannical and ambitious, he could easily have declared himself king. What minister or general would dare to cause him trouble? They'd probably be slaughtered by noon if they went in the morning. Go ahead and complain to hell—oh, hellish hell!

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His wife was also in charge of the spring.

Misuruhime could only show a helpless expression and cautiously asked, "Then what should we do next? The Westerners are pressing us hard, especially the British, who have threatened to send the Royal Fleet several times."

"Then let them come!" Amaterasu exuded murderous intent. "I want to see how many spare warships they have to send!"

Clearly, Amaterasu was well aware of Europe's current predicament, a veritable pressure cooker and powder keg. Her approach to Harunobu was primarily for reassurance and to win over the powerful figure he was. However, Harunobu's demands were excessive, and Amaterasu was now more inclined to gamble that the Europeans wouldn't have the resources to act.

Once she has unified Japanese religions and become the sole god of Japan, and then dealt with that old geezer Izanagi, she won't care if Westerners come again!

Because by then, she should be a true deity who transcends the mortal realm!

Misuru was nervous. She didn't want to gamble, because if she lost, there would be widespread suffering! But before she could come up with a tactful way to persuade Amaterasu, Amaterasu looked at her again: "Mitsuru, now that things have come to this, I'm afraid we should take some preparatory measures."

"Ancestral God...?"

Misuruhime's eyes widened as she looked nervously at Amaterasu: "Didn't you say my physical body is flawed, too..."

"Don't worry, I'm not going to take your body right now. I'm just keeping this as an emergency measure, so that I don't fight Hiei and Harunobu before the creation of the Human God is complete." Amaterasu looked at Misuru-hime, raised her hand and released strands of golden light. "Let's establish a connection first, as a backup plan, so that that lecherous man won't get the upper hand."

Strands of golden light continuously seeped into Misuruhime's body, leaving golden patterns on her skin. Misuruhime felt as if her whole body was being constantly pricked by needles, but it wasn't a brutal sadistic act; it was more like a light, playful prick. Moreover, with each prick, her body seemed to gradually become stronger, and unparalleled power surged within her, making her feel as if she could shatter the entire world with a single punch.

Of course, this was just an illusion. Misuru-hime only absorbed a small portion of Amaterasu's divine power, making her body slightly stronger than an ordinary person. Well, she could probably kill a dog with one punch, but that wouldn't be enough.

However, these were merely side effects. Once Misuru-hime adapted to the surge in power, she realized the true effects of the spell Amaterasu had cast on her. She could actually see what Amaterasu saw and experience what Amaterasu felt!

"Indeed, your bloodline is actually purer and deeper than it appears. It's a waste that you haven't studied magic." Amaterasu looked at her spare body with satisfaction and instructed, "I have fully activated your bloodline. From now on, you should spend some time studying magic to avoid overworking yourself and dying young. Also, you don't need to worry too much. No matter how pure your bloodline is, you are still just a mortal body. It's not as useful as a living god. Unless absolutely necessary, I will not take over your body."

In other words, she can now take over Misuruhime's body at any time, and perhaps... no, it should be said that just as she can receive Amaterasu's senses, Amaterasu can now also receive her senses. After that, it will probably be impossible for her to secretly send information to Taira no Harunobu as before.

Fortunately, according to the information Misuru-hime knew, Amaterasu didn't have any further new plans. She had staked everything on her war of aggression, preparing to become the sole god by completely conquering Korea, and then a true deity like those in mythology!

Misuru Hime composed herself and reluctantly picked up the documents that had fallen to the ground: "I understand, Ancestral God; but what should we do next? After the battle against the foreigners, Ping Qingxin and the others have probably won people's hearts completely."

Amaterasu waved her hand and said, "It's alright, as long as we conquer South Korea, everything will be fine!"

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Author's Note: Update progress 18/30. I actually wrote over 17 words this month! Amazing, right? (～￣▽￣)～

Chapter 501: The Ikko-Ikkyu

Time flies, and years pass quickly.

September passed peacefully for most of the month, and Qingxin's daily life became increasingly stable. Every day, he would lift his wife out of bed in some corner of the Qingkong Pavilion, then wash up, change clothes, and begin his morning exercise. After the exercise, he would accompany his wife, who was "on duty" that day, on a sightseeing trip. In the evening, he would decide whether to throw a big party or a small one, depending on the situation.

During this time, Amaterasu never came looking for him again, nor did she make a move against him. The disciples of Qingkong Pavilion, scattered throughout the country, were also doing well. Although there were always some fools who would try to get themselves killed from time to time, it didn't matter. The disciples of Qingkong Pavilion were very generous and didn't mind sending them to their deaths.

Therefore, the gods who had surrendered dared not make any rash moves, including Tsukuyomi's alliance of gods. He now really wanted to know, what kind of medicine had Amaterasu taken to become so cowardly?

Back then, with one hand holding the Ame no Kusanagi and the other holding the Yasakani no Magatama, she pinned him to the ground and beat him so badly that even the Yasakani no Mirror was cracked open. Could it be a fake Amaterasu?

Ping Qingxin is practically shitting on your face! How can you still hold back?! Your undercover agents are almost completely subservient to Ping Qingxin! Why don't you just do something already?!

No matter how anxious and frustrated Tsukuyomi was, Amaterasu showed no intention of breaking off relations with Harunobu. She continued to deploy her troops, preparing for her grand strategy of conquest. To be honest, her choice wasn't wrong, because in a purely religious war, she no longer had an absolute chance of victory; on the contrary, she was at a disadvantage.

Because Ame-no-Mikoto and Amaterasu have completely different goals, Ame-no-Mikoto only needs to have enough faith herself and doesn't care whether her followers believe in other things—it's best if they don't believe in Izanagi, and preferably not in Amaterasu either.

However, Amaterasu requires that only she be believed in, and no other gods or Buddhas are permitted to be believed in. This obviously places much higher demands on believers. More importantly, with Harunobu as a competitor, she cannot offer as many benefits as possible to win over the faith of all Japanese people.