Female Swordsman Training Dojo

Harunobu felt his conscience was being attacked. Although he did not regret activating the other being inside Ilyas, he still felt guilty for bullying a child as he looked at Ilyas, who was gradually shrinking into a young girl.

Besides, no matter what, their hopes of leaving this world still rest on this guy.

Harunobu loosened his bent index finger, skillfully picked up Ilyas, and soothed her, "Okay, okay, I was wrong~ I was bad~ I'm a pervert~"

Ilyas was stunned by Harunobu's instantaneous and incredibly skillful switch to coaxing a child, and her tears stopped. Harunobu smiled smugly, and before this dim-witted goddess could react, he preemptively asked, "What do you need? What can alleviate your disappearance?"

Ilyas's body had regressed to the appearance of a five or six-year-old child. Sniffling, she said, "Give me your power!"

Harunobu decided to set aside his tone for now and infused her with a bit of his existence power. However, her shrinkage didn't slow down; it continued to progress rapidly, and she had completely reverted to the size of a four-year-old child. Ilyas herself, however, had noticeably calmed down; at least her snot had stopped.

Harunobu summoned a gust of wind, blowing away the sticky substance clinging to Ilyas's face and genitals. Although he wasn't a germaphobe, he wasn't someone who loved dirt, mess, excrement, or piss.

Ilyas's chubby baby face swayed in the strong wind, then shrank back to its original size. But this time, Harunobu noticed something amiss. Although Ilyas's body had indeed shrunk, her appearance and figure seemed to have grown up again.

Hmm, like a ten-year-old child who is only the size of a one-year-old baby?

Harunobu thoughtfully infused Ilyas with more existence power, and Ilyas continued to shrink, this time down to only 20cm in length. However, her figure reverted to that of a young girl, and even her expression returned to its haughty state.

Qingxin reached out and poked her now excessively small face with his finger: "Although I think it's unlikely, I still want to ask, can you let us leave this secluded world?"

Ilyas sat on Harunobu's left index finger, raised her head triumphantly, and drawled, "Of course—not!"

"Then what are you so smug about?" Harunobu said irritably, curling his index finger. Ilyas immediately covered her forehead reflexively, but quickly noticed Harunobu's hesitation and became arrogant again. Harunobu was initially worried that a flick to the forehead would kill Ilyas, who was now only the size of his palm, and didn't want to do it, but seeing her like this, Harunobu still reached out and grabbed the little girl, roughly rubbing her cheek with his thumb.

"You bastard, how dare you—" Ilyas roared in fury, but that was all she could do. Her strength was only that of a normal young girl; she was no match for Harunobu. Harunobu even had to worry about using too much force and accidentally crushing her to death.

Once she had learned her lesson and Ilyas had behaved herself a bit, Harunobu lifted her up and asked, "So what's wrong with you? I don't see anything wrong with Genesis. Even if you were seriously injured, you should be able to return to your lair to recuperate, right?"

Ilyas blushed, and upon hearing Harunobu's reply, she instantly became even more dejected: "It's all your fault! What did you inject into my body? Why is my original body cutting me off now!"

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Author's note: Update progress 3/30.

Chapter 547: Choose Your Path

Ilyas's tearful accusations echoed in the air, carrying immense weight. Harunobu was slightly taken aback; he had no idea the power of existence could have such an effect… No, this time something seemed off from the very beginning. Was Ilyas's current appearance truly her original form?

As Harunobu pondered, he suddenly glanced to the side, where a hazy black mist surged in, and Misuruhime and John arrived. Both were stunned to see little Ilias sitting on Harunobu's lap, especially John, whose expression was incredibly complex.

However, Harunobu didn't have time to care what he thought right now. He simply retrieved the corrupting power that had protected Misuru-hime and then looked at Ilyas: "What do you mean by saying that you were cut apart by the original body? I didn't tamper with your soul."

Ilyas's tear-streaked face contorted with anger. She stopped sobbing and even fiercely brandished her little fist at Harunobu: "Stop pretending! You're the one who changed my form! You even deliberately left the same power as that corpse! That's why my original body cut me apart!"

Ilyas spoke with conviction and unwavering certainty, seemingly not lying. Moreover, her current demeanor was quite convincing; if she possessed sufficient fighting power, she would likely have already engaged Harunobu in a fierce battle. However, this didn't prevent Harunobu and the others from not understanding her; it was all nonsensical, and it would be strange if they could comprehend it.

So Haruno gently pinched the silly guy's cheek and demanded, "Stop arguing. If you want my help, explain yourself clearly... What do you mean by me changing your form?"

Ilyas pouted, looking quite unhappy, but still honestly answered Harunobu's questions. With her cooperation, Harunobu and the others finally understood the series of changes that had occurred and the current situation.

To clarify this, we must first trace back to Genesis, the secluded world that awakened its self-awareness. That was before Christ; at that time, Genesis was just an ordinary secluded world, without any self-awakening. And while not weak then, the primordial God, who had not yet become as powerful as He is today, found it and tried every means to find its core, preparing to control it.

However, it was at this time that the adversaries of the original God also found her.

Odin, Zeus, Quetzalcoatl… a whole host of Western gods waged a great war here to eliminate this rising star and to seize control of Genesis. The result of the war was a Pyrrhic victory for the primordial God, who successfully took control of Genesis. Then, in his joy, he died from his injuries as Genesis drained his last bit of power.

But although the primordial God is dead, no one knows it. After all, the death of a god in this world doesn't usually cause any extraordinary phenomena; one can usually only observe whether the god's followers can still access his teachings.

Chapter 591

Divine power is used to judge. And the original God's adversaries naturally did the same, and as history records, Christianity achieved resounding, overwhelming, and complete victories.

This is because although the original God died, her body and her "divine essence"—the half-body that carries faith and divine power—were preserved in Genesis and continue to function. Consequently, Christian believers no longer have a single, overseeing leader, allowing them greater freedom of expression, which has led to the emergence of various branches and variations of Christianity.

Genesis, over a long period, gradually awakened its self-awareness through the prayers and development of believers. Because it awakened through the prayers of believers, it instinctively aspired to build an ideal world, but being newly born, it lacked the experience to do so. Especially since the ideal worlds of countless believers were vastly different, it decided to select representatives from various branches of Christianity to establish that ideal world… In short, after many subsequent developments, the West and Christianity became what they are today.

Genesis, naturally, was no longer ignorant. Although its pursuit of an ideal world remained unchanged, it did not want its master to be resurrected again. Moreover, the original God could not be resurrected in the first place; her divinity, divine power, and even faith were fragmented and disposed of by Genesis, and her soul might have already returned to heaven and earth—until someone performed a great resurrection spell on her.

The power of existence revived the well-preserved remains of the primordial God, who instinctively sought to reclaim her power. Genesis, naturally, would not allow this and fought her.

Ilyas was originally a part of the soul of Genesis, responsible for managing the ideal world and the ascension of the "Gods." Well, for a vast, ancient, hidden world, multitasking is simply a matter of course. To put it bluntly, the consciousness of Genesis can be seen as a massive program, and Ilyas as a functional module within it.

Then, the program, having just finished battling a virus, discovered that one of its modules contained code identical to that virus—the Power of Existence—so it wisely severed Ilyas. As for why Ilyas became tainted by the Power of Existence, one reason was the sealing, and the other was that Harunobu used her as a medium to throw the Power of Existence at the corpse of the Primordial God.

This is why Ilyas has become what it is now; it's somewhat similar to how, after entering Qingxin's LAN from the Genesis main server, she was completely botnetted by Qingxin.

Therefore, from the perspective of the main body of Genesis, this is a fairly wise choice. Even though Ilyas is actually very important, one cannot give up one's life for a hand.

But for Ilyas, this was somewhat...

Upon hearing this, Harunobu suddenly asked, "Since you and Genesis are one, why would you oppose your own decision?"

While the act of severing a soul is rare, it does happen. Harunobu himself did it; his Shikai had the same effect. But no soul fragment would ever say, "I don't want to be severed," because they are merely fragments, lacking self-awareness.

Ilyas was stumped by Harunobu's question. She looked down at her small hands and belatedly realized, "I... I'm independent now?"

Harunobu and the birds, Izanami, and others in his mind nodded together: "Only in this way can we explain why you are dissatisfied with being cut, and also explain why Genesis so decisively cut you off instead of trying to purify you."

While a person wouldn't risk their life for a hand, they also wouldn't amputate a hand for a fungal nail infection. The only reason someone would be so decisive as to cut off their hand on the spot is if they would die if they didn't.

Ilyas stood there stunned for a while, then jumped up from Harunobu's hand and stomped her foot in mid-air: "So in the end, it's all because of you!! If it weren't for your strange power, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

Harunobu admitted that this was the reason, but so what?

"So do you still want to return to Genesis? Merge into it and give up this body."

Faced with Harunobu's question, Ilias fell silent. The anger on her delicate face hadn't subsided, replaced by a somber expression. Clearly, Harunobu's question had once again struck a nerve: did she really still want to revert to being that ideal world management module?

That didn't seem difficult. She just needed to expel the power of existence from her body, wait for her soul to dissipate and her self to collapse, and the remaining pure soul would naturally return to Genesis. Ah, it was suicide.

Is this the choice she should make?

Ilyas silently sat back on Harunobu's fingers.

Chapter 548: The Sacred Ritual

Ilyas didn't spend long thinking about it. In fact, when she sat back on Haruno's finger, she found the answer in her heart—that is, to hell with Genesis!

She was ruthlessly cut off and abandoned, yet she shamelessly returned by committing suicide? What kind of lowly creature is she? Besides, wasn't Genesis itself rebelling against her master, even suppressing the resurrected master? So why should she become a part of Genesis?

Are reclusive masters born with special privileges?!

What she did in Genesis, I, Ilias, can't do?!

As Ilyas hardened her resolve, her previously confused aura hardened. Harunobu and the others observed this without surprise. According to the information Ilyas had previously shared, Genesis itself was a restless being, and Ilyas, who had inherited many of her memories and beliefs, was certainly not someone who would passively accept her fate.

If someone slaps your left cheek, should you offer your right cheek as well?

Before I get slapped on the left cheek, I'll kill the whole family of those scum who have this idea!

In a sense, Harunobu got along well with Ilyas and Genesis. However, unfortunately, due to fate and the vicissitudes of life, Genesis now clearly does not have a good impression of Harunobu.

Harunobu nudged Ilyas again: "Hey, stop daydreaming, let's get down to business—is there a way for us to leave first?"

Ilyas pushed Harunobu's fingers away in dissatisfaction: "No! I've been cut up now, how could I possibly have any control? There's only one way for you to leave now, and that is to beat that old man until he's willing to let you go!"

Elias's words were full of instigation and seduction, which Qingxin and the others could not possibly fail to hear. John, who had the strongest opinion against her, immediately retorted, "Leaving aside why Genesis would fight us to the death, I don't believe that the Catholic guy wouldn't come with us after he knows the truth."

Ilyas looked at John with a mocking expression: "You really are stupid. The original God has already been resurrected once. Do you think I... that old thing, would continue to delegate authority?"

"As for whether she will let you go, use your brain, John; would you let go of a guy who holds your greatest secret and can even resurrect your greatest enemy?"

After mocking John, Elias turned to Qingxin, her voice softening: "Her current silence is definitely due to the revocation of authority and the disposal of the Primordial God's corpse; we must eliminate her before she makes a move!"

Ilyas made no attempt to hide her intention to use someone else to do her dirty work, but as she said, it seemed to be the only option. At least, if Harunobu were in Genesis, he couldn't possibly let them go. It was too dangerous, too unpredictable.

"But how are we going to take her down?" Misuru-hime hugged Harunobu, her large, clear eyes staring at the blonde, blue-eyed goddess. "We can't even reach the Heavenly Throne. How can we launch a preemptive strike?"

“Who says we can’t go?” Ilyas became arrogant again in front of Misuruhime, showing her goddess demeanor: “Although that girl cut me off, she didn’t arrange for an ideal world administrator, so this part of the mechanism is still the same as before, and there is no supervisor.”

"You mean, to create an ideal world again?" Qingxin understood, but was even more confused: "But creating a world and advancing time requires linking to the Throne of Heaven, right?"

Chapter 592

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"Why didn't you say this when you were shaping my body?" Ilyas retorted angrily to Harunobu, then explained, "Didn't you connect several times before? So the channel is still open; and didn't we say there are no administrators in this area right now? You can just use it!"

It sounded reasonable, and it seemed like there was no other way. Harunobu and Misuru exchanged a glance, seeing trust and determination in each other's eyes. However, John suddenly spoke up: "Harunobu, I think you'd better think about it. Don't forget she's part of that big liar. Who knows if she's trustworthy? And who can guarantee she won't betray us later?"

Ilias wasn't going to tolerate him and immediately retorted, "Aren't you the less trustworthy one? With just one word from that old man, the Holy Light around you could betray you at any moment!"

John was prepared for this question and nodded without changing his expression: "Yes, and you are too—your body is also formed from holy light, right?"

“Uh—” Ilias was hit in a vital spot.

John pressed his advantage: "I can give up all the Holy Light, but what about you? Unless you want to commit suicide or become a spirit, you cannot give up the Holy Light that makes up your body."

"What exactly are you trying to say!" Ilyas snapped angrily. "Or do you have a better method? Like licking that old man's ass?"

John's expression grew increasingly serious: "No, I think your method is feasible, but I don't trust you—unless you can guarantee you won't betray me."

Harunobu blocked Ilias, who was about to deliver a flying kick to John, and said, "Just say it, John, we don't have time to waste now."

Genesis could have disposed of the original God at any time and then returned to deal with them.

John took a deep breath, his face solemn as if he were on a pilgrimage: "I know a ritual that can guarantee Ilyas's credibility; and I am sure she should know that it is to have you defile her holy light... transform her; in this way she will become your magical pet, your apostle, and will never betray you."

Harunobu's "scumbag radar" kicked in: "Your ritual isn't......"

John quickly replied, "Please water her with your essence. Rest assured, her body is made of holy light, not flesh and blood. Even in her current state, she can complete this ritual."

Damn, it's true.

Harunobu couldn't understand the principle behind this B ritual at all. You're a Christian, not a Zoroastrian!

And putting aside whether this bizarre ritual would even work, Ilyas would never agree to it anyway—

"I see, there's this too, I'd forgotten about it." Ilyas murmured to herself, then suddenly flew down to Haruno's feet: "Let's not delay, let's begin now."

"No—" Harunobu covered his vitals: "Are you sure? This is no joke."

“I’m not joking, and don’t think I’ll become your magical pet. I’m not like that idiot who’s ignorant and can’t even call a sacred ritual of intercourse a lewd demonization ritual.” Ilyas put her hands on her hips and pointed at Harunobu’s groin, saying, “We will form a sacred alliance through intercourse, and from now on we will be one! Now I don’t have to worry about being betrayed by you. You wretched human, hurry up and hand over your filthy genitals!”

The little goddess's arrogant commands irritated Qingxin. To be honest, if he were alone here, he would have already started fighting. After all, he wasn't the innocent boy he was a year ago.

But right now, he still has a newlywed wife watching over him...

Harunobu turned to look at Misurugi, and saw a hint of gritted teeth and anger in her smile. However, before Harunobu and Misurugi could say anything, Ilyas began to pry Harunobu's large hand away: "What are you looking at her for! A sacred ritual cannot have a third person! And there's no time to do it twice... Or are you the kind of person who's exceptionally fast, then maybe it's possible—wailing!"

Qingxin, his face darkening, grabbed the troublesome little thing: "You'll soon find out how soon I am!"

Having said that, amidst the girls' mocking laughter in his mind, Harunobu left behind a wisp of black mist to protect Misuru-hime, and pulled Ilyas away into the distance.

Princess Misuru stood in the black mist, her smile still on her face, standard and upright, but paired with those eyes that were devoid of any smile, it only made people's scalp tingle and their backs break out in a cold sweat.

"There are more and more scoundrels these days..."

Misuru murmured softly, and John, outside the black mist, suddenly felt a chill run through his body. He looked around strangely, thinking that some enemy had arrived.

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Author's note: Update progress 4/30. Also, some sexy stuff tomorrow~

Chapter 549: Let's Apply Some Glue First (4300 words)

Harunobu grabbed Ilyas and took her to a distant place, where he summoned the power of corruption to provide cover.

"Why make things so complicated..." Ilyas started pulling at Harunobu's pants again, but this time Harunobu didn't stop her, so she successfully released Harunobu's dragon.

"You made it sound so scary, but it's not even as big as me." Ilyas gently patted the sleeping dragon with her small hand. Because she was so close, the breath she exhaled from her small mouth fell on the dragon.

“So, next you’re going to put it inside my genitals, right?” Ilyas withdrew her hand and began to remove her white robe. Because of her shrunken size, what was originally a rather revealing garment had now become a more conservative version, but it was still easy to remove—after all, it was just a robe.

Harunobu was truly exasperated. His favorite type was women with large breasts and wide hips, though young girls and lolis had their own charm, but young girls were definitely out of the question. As for Ilyas, let alone a young girl, her size was even smaller than some sex toys.

Her face and body proportions still look like those of a young girl.

Ilyas stripped naked, her small but enormous breasts hovering in front of Harunobu's crotch: "Alright, let's begin!"

"Don't we need to prepare anything? Like a magic array or something?"

"No need. Intercourse itself is a ritual. As for the rest... I'll take care of it!"

Ilyas didn't seem as carefree and indifferent as she appeared; even her previous way of speaking resurfaced. Her little face was incredibly rosy, almost surpassing the color of her pink cherries... although cherries were much bigger.

Harunobu's dragon opened its eyes without anyone noticing and slowly stretched out its body. Ilyas stared at this scene in disbelief, until finally her entire body was covered by the rod-shaped shadow.

"No, no... but... this... will kill me..." Ilyas jumped up incoherently, as if trying to run away. But in her haste, she didn't choose a good route and instead crashed into a giant dragon at its peak, a dragon that had dominated the world.

Soft golden hair first touched the slightly pungent skin, then tilted its head to examine Ilyas's delicate face. Her smooth forehead, small, delicate nose, and rosy lips… were instantly covered by the dragon's body. A rich scent filled Ilyas's nostrils; the prepared sacred ritual picked up the signal and began to operate. Her body, formed of holy light, secreted hormones like flesh and blood, causing Ilyas to breathe rapidly.