Female Swordsman Training Dojo

“Of course.” Hirako replied calmly. To her, everything Harunobu did was perfectly reasonable and should be supported.

However, she was never one to make Qingxin work hard; on the contrary, she wanted to do everything for Qingxin. So she volunteered, "Master, let me go first?"

Amu Hosho and the kitten were also eagerly watching Harunobu, but Izanami wasn't in a hurry. Because she was currently inside Harunobu's crotch.

Harunobu didn't mind letting his wives experience more real combat; with him and Izanami around, nothing bad was likely to happen. But before he could answer, a giant snake head dissuaded him.

Fighting something like this is a bit too early for Hirako… well, for the kitten. And if there are eight snake heads connected by a venomous snake, then it's also a bit too early for Hirako and Amu Hojo.

Let him handle it himself; that way, the plan won't go awry.

As Harunobu thought this, he looked at the massive number of enemies surging out of the mountain like a tidal wave. There were monsters, humans, mutated demons, as well as robots, dolls, magical constructs, and so on. They covered the entire mountainside; there must be at least a hundred thousand of them.

That's good, then we don't have to worry about them being bored.

The thought flashed through Harunobu's mind, and Hirai Yukiko and the others immediately cheered. Koneko drew her Zanpakuto, instantly releasing her Shikai, and was the first to charge into the sea of ​​monsters. Wherever she went, enemies seemed to willingly offer their weaknesses to her blade, falling one after another.

"Honestly, she still can't shake her stubbornness in front of the teacher's college," Hirako murmured, unsure whether she was referring to the kitten, herself, or Amu Hosho. Because she and Amu Hosho had also fallen into the sea of ​​oddities, and were two completely different types.

Hirako was like a real Thor; wherever she went, thunder roared. The wrath of the Thor shook the heavens and pounded the earth, tearing enemies to pieces and leaving them charred black. She was much more frightening than a kitten.

Hojo Amu falls somewhere between Hirai Sachiko and Koneko, making a bigger splash than Koneko but without the exaggerated special effects of Hirai Sachiko. She simply raises her Zanpakuto and charges forward. Then, whatever stands in her way—youkai or humans, steel or flesh—is pierced and pulverized by her.

The strange sea covering the mountains and plains could not stop a mere three humans.

No matter how much the members of the Tongxin Society confirmed, there were really only three humans. In an instant, countless humans who had joined the Tongxin Society for power broke down, but Qingxin didn't care about these little trash.

He raised his hand and unleashed a gust of wind, stopping the massive serpent head that was crashing down from the sky. At the same time, fiery wings flapped behind him, propelling him to the side of the serpent head. The Yama Blade slid casually across, and a deep blue spatial rift appeared, leaving a huge, bone-revealing wound on the serpent's head.

Foul-smelling, dark green snake blood splattered out, and the Yamata no Orochi's cries of pain echoed through the sky. The other seven snake heads abandoned their individual battles and simultaneously accelerated towards Harunobu. Midway, four of the snake heads opened their mouths, spraying out acid, flames, lightning, and pure white mist, respectively.

Each attack covered an extremely wide area, almost completely obscuring the entire mountain range where the Tongxin Society was hiding, and naturally also completely enveloping Qingxin. The other three snake heads and the injured snake head also launched a merciless melee attack, their exposed fangs revealing obvious venom.

Imagine a colossal eight-headed serpent, as large as a mountain range, attacking a human of normal size. Each head, as large as a small mountain, sprouts eight heads simultaneously, charging menacingly into the air. The air screams under this onslaught, the mountains tremble, and the earth, unable to withstand the immense pressure, collapses downwards.

With such a massive offensive, who can withstand it? Who can defeat it?

No!

The monsters of the Tongxin Society were overjoyed. Even though three killing gods were wreaking havoc among them, they still kept a close eye on the changes above.

Then they heard a loud bang.

Like a thunderstorm, or like heavenly fire, a thunderous breath exploded between heaven and earth, transforming into a dazzling and brilliant sword strike.

Sun Breathing - Sun Form - Sun Wheel!

It wasn't until they saw this sword strike—the one that severed all eight of the snake's heads, slaying the Yamata no Orochi, which resembled a demon descended to earth, into a wail of agony—that the members of the Tongxin Society realized what they had just heard. It wasn't thunder or heavenly fire, but the sound of the sun's descent.

I am the only one in the world!

Despair, pain, longing, satisfaction, and even contradictory emotions rose within them, leaving them somewhat bewildered. But soon, they no longer needed to ponder these things. The true sun descended upon them, evaporating them into ashes.

Having hastily finished dealing with the aftermath, Amaterasu arrived and excitedly pumped her fist. While the interpretation of Sun Breathing as the breath of the sun is certainly not as profound as that of Amaterasu, the true sun goddess, the Sun Breathing used by Harunobu carries a different meaning.

At least Amaterasu felt that she could learn this swordsmanship!

However, before calling it Qingxin Normal School, we must first eliminate all these useless inferiors and traitors.

Chapter 659

Okay—it's supposed to be her and Asuka's day today!

Thousands of skillful hands had already fallen, slaying the powerful figures in the enemy sea. A bird, as aloof as a high-flying cloud, stood on the cloud, coldly looking down, its divine might as a prison. Yuan Xueying, also of the aloof type, appeared even more clear-headed, only offering pure and calm slaughter, bringing absolute cruelty and coldness to her enemies.

Although only the three main families initially caught up, Harunobu's wives were not the only ones capable of fighting—especially when the enemy did not seem strong.

Meanwhile, on the other side, a gleam of joy flashed in the eyes of the Yamata no Orochi, which had been knocked to the ground by Harunobu.

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Author's note: Update progress 13/30.

Hmm, are there enough people clamoring for more updates before the story ends?

Chapter 608: The Eight-Headed Serpent Did Its Best (4000 words)

The Yamata no Orochi was very pleased, but it remained silent.

A sudden burst of multicolored light shone from his massive body—the magic arrays on his body had been activated. The various magic arrays, each with different effects, mingled with the already murky earth energy, creating this magnificent, colorful, yet overly complex and murky light.

Regardless, this was still a highly effective enhancement, a massive enhancement. The Yamata no Orochi, which had been slashed down by Harunobu, quickly rose, its body growing even larger. The wounds inflicted by the Dimensional Slash had healed, and its aura was even stronger than before. The members of the Tongxin Guild, whose morale had just waned, immediately let out a loud roar, though there was a hint of unease in their voices.

Having witnessed the Yamata no Orochi fall in a single blow, even their optimism had faded. Many of them knew that the magic array on the Yamata no Orochi was not yet fully complete; only about 90% was actually finished.

Ping Qingxin arrived too quickly; they had no idea. The shielding array was flawless, and there were no warning signs in the intelligence, but Ping Qingxin just appeared out of nowhere.

Both Harunobu and Orochi could sense the changes in the members of the Tongxin Society, but they didn't care. Harunobu genuinely didn't care; they saw them as nothing more than cannon fodder. Orochi, however, wasn't as confident as Harunobu, but he was more composed because he knew that Kuchiki was already enough.

Just like the Unborn Orochi, the Yamata no Orochi enhanced by the magic array was neither his true trump card nor his ultimate goal. However, he needed to make others, especially Taira no Harunobu, believe that this was his objective, so he had to come up with a plausible reason.

If that's all, 90% is enough.

The Yamata no Orochi rose again, raising its eight heads and letting out a fierce roar towards the sky. With the roar, its body rapidly expanded, becoming even larger and more magnificent, eventually reaching twice the size of the entire mountain range. Before it, Seishin, flying in the air, appeared as tiny as a speck of dust, a wisp of light, almost invisible.

At the same time, the eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi also changed. Different lusters adorned his heads: dark green, light blue, fiery red, earthy yellow, blazing white, dark black, deep purple, and his original color. From afar, the Yamata no Orochi resembled a great serpent deity climbing into the clouds, its head radiating boundless light and a wheel of merit.

Anyone with even a modicum of perception felt the immense pressure. Those eight colored heads weren't just special effects; they genuinely possessed tremendous power. Qingxin felt this most acutely, for the aura of source energy emanating from those eight heads!

Just like the power of Harunobu, Orochi is now also drawing power from the essence of the world, though it seems a little clumsy, as if it forcibly raised itself to this level using those magic arrays. Although it looks clumsy, the power Orochi draws is by no means weak, with sufficient quality and quantity, and it even seems to be drawing power faster.

Harunobu watched this scene quietly. He didn't understand the principles of magic and couldn't decipher the magic arrays. But he could tell that the Orochi's strength and danger level had greatly surpassed what it had been before, and he needed to take it more seriously.

He gripped the Yamato with both hands, assuming a mid-level stance.

The Yamata no Orochi, satisfied with the gaze Harunobu cast upon it, let out a threatening roar from its throat. It wasn't meant to intimidate Harunobu, but merely to try and distract him.

Japanese yokai (supernatural beings) are incredibly diverse and strange. Among them are types like kappa, tengu, and oni (demon), which possess distinct groups and clear hierarchies. A powerful enough tengu can become a great tengu, and a powerful enough oni can become a demon king. Similarly, there are fox spirits; ordinary fox spirits and nine-tailed foxes are essentially foxes, and theoretically, every fox spirit has the potential to cultivate into a nine-tailed fox.

But some monsters are different. They don't have clans, nor do they have any concept of cultivation to become one. They are born that way, regardless of strength. For example, the three-legged golden crow, or the eight-headed serpent.

Because they are not ordinary beings, but rather beings naturally connected to the origin of the world, possessing corresponding innate qualities. Rather than being creatures of flesh and blood, they are more like manifestations of the origin, born and nurtured by nature. Just as Amaterasu was born to control the sun and its light, so too was Yamata no Orochi.

Even so, before they reach a certain level of maturity, they cannot access the origin of the world. Otherwise, they will be overwhelmed and destroyed by the overwhelming and obscure power, just like Seishin in the distant past. Amaterasu has lived for so many years, yet she has not reached the point of connecting with the origin. While it is partly due to her being in seclusion, which delayed her cultivation and growth, the main reason is that she is not strong enough!

Orochi was much smaller and weaker than Amaterasu, and shouldn't have possessed such strength and physique. However, he was more adept at manipulating external objects and more skilled in technology than Amaterasu. Therefore, he developed a method to accelerate his own growth. By activating this array using ley line energy, he could temporarily transform himself into an "ultimate form," gaining access to the power of the origin!

This inspiration came from studying the various abilities that Hiraharu Nobu had demonstrated.

Of course, even so, Orochi didn't believe he could defeat Taira no Harunobu. But it didn't matter; this was just a smokescreen, meant to attract Taira no Harunobu's attention. And he was quite certain it would capture Taira no Harunobu's full attention. The more unique a being's power, the more attention it pays to those with the same power.

This applies to the extraordinary, to the monsters, and even to those who manipulate the source.

A flicker of pride flashed through Orochi's mind, but it vanished instantly. Cautious inwardly, yet outwardly arrogant and ruthless, he unleashed a full-force attack. Eight heads simultaneously hurtled towards the minuscule Seishun, a sight that momentarily struck many members of the Tongxin Guild as incongruous—a scene resembling a colossus attacking a hamster with all its might seemed rather jarring.

But many members of the Tongxin Society felt it was only natural, because that was Taira no Harunobu!

They only hoped that the chairman could defeat Hiraharu, and severely dampen his arrogance! That was all.

However, the battle remained unchanged regardless of these people's expectations. The eight heads of the Yamata no Orochi continued their assault on Harunobu, their speeds slightly off, launching attacks from eight different angles in a coordinated fashion. Sharp, icy water blades spewed from the azure head; scorching, ferocious fire breath surged from the fiery red head; the earthen-yellow head was covered in thick, barbed yellow armor; and the deep purple head was ablaze with dazzling lightning. Two other heads, one blazing white and the other pitch black, combined pure light and darkness, creating a dangerously gray aura that attacked Harunobu!

But Harunobu's attention was not on these dangerous attacks, but on the dark green head.

What is the strongest power of Yamata no Orochi?

Even a three-year-old could answer this question—poison!

Harunobu stood silently in place, his fiery wings flapping lightly behind him, his hands firmly planted. Until the eight heads drew near the edge of the Yama-no-Tails' sword, an overwhelming and irresistible force...

Chapter 660

It suddenly erupted, silencing them in place!

That was Harunobu's thought; his possessiveness blocked the head of the Yamata no Orochi for a moment!

In that instant, the seemingly ordinary dark green head of the Yamata no Orochi was exposed at the forefront, and the dark green mist brewing in its mouth finally revealed its presence. A sharp sense of crisis made Harunobu's lips curl into a smile, and a long-lost battle frenzy filled his heart, causing him to step forward and unleash a swift and powerful slash!

This wasn't some unique secret technique or profound art; it was simply a slash. But it was a move far surpassing any secret technique or profound art, because this was the first time Harunobu had used his power in battle, drawing upon the source energy concept he needed from his very origin—this was a slash of world-class power!

Like a steel blade slicing through thick wood, or an iron bar hammering down a boulder, the Yama's Blade easily cleaved through the water, fire, lightning, and thunder that blocked its path. A chaotic mix of light and darkness slashed directly at the Yamata no Orochi's dark green head. With a crisp crack, the Yama's open snout was forced shut, its sharp teeth clashing together, scattering countless bone fragments. These fragments, falling to the ground, corroded deep craters; landing on living creatures, they burrowed into flesh and blood, devouring and multiplying, transforming into wisps of dark green poisonous mist.

In the blink of an eye, nearly ten thousand members of the Tongxin Society were killed or wounded by the poisonous fog. Only the group from the Qingkong Pavilion, who were enveloped by the Great Sun Fire released by Amaterasu, remained unharmed.

The battle seems to have already been decided.

But just as Harunobu's face broke into a triumphant smile, the most unassuming and least noticeable thing—the head that matched the original color of the Yamata no Orochi—suddenly shot out, opened its ferocious jaws, and unleashed an unparalleled suction force, firmly binding Harunobu, who had just unleashed his power! And within this suction force, an ambiguous pink light, invisible to the naked eye, danced and scattered!

Is Yamata no Orochi's strongest ability its poison is?

No, his greatest strength has always been his power of devouring! He devours gods, the earth, and even the sky; there is nothing he dares not or cannot devour! Even Susanoo, the third prince, who wields the power of battle and destruction and is the ruler of the ocean, cannot fight him head-on! He can only use his appetite to trap him and end his life through shameless sneak attacks!

Therefore, his greatest strength always lies in his head, which he uses to hunt and devour, and in the unique power that gathers things and destroys the sky and the earth! A power that belongs solely to him!

The current Yamata no Orochi has gone a step further than its predecessor, not only pushing its devouring power to its extreme but also infusing it with an extremely strong lustful force! When one is well-fed and clothed, lust arises; gluttony and reproduction are two sides of the same coin, and Yamata no Orochi naturally has a certain advantage in this regard. And what powerful being could resist the pleasure of reproduction?

In order to master this power, Orochi maintained a strict abstinence from women ever since he discovered it, even before he founded the Tongxin Society! Now, this power is facing Taira no Harunobu, who is known for his lust and debauchery. He is confident that this move will definitely catch Taira no Harunobu off guard!

Even if it doesn't turn him into a madman obsessed with lust, it will still make him mentally confused and cause physical changes, creating an opportunity for him to devour others!

Ah, his appearance and these attacks were indeed primarily intended to attract Hiraharunobu's attention, but if he had the chance to defeat or kill Hiraharunobu, he would not hesitate at all! Therefore, this was undoubtedly a full-scale attack! A genuine attack to kill!

next moment.

A deep blue luster burst forth from the snake's mouth as it was about to close!

Profound and dark, it seemed as if a rift leading to absolute truth was born in the void, blocking the irresistible suction force! The dimensional severing that cut through space and even the world itself was not satisfied with this. It extended endlessly, crossing over, until it completely cleaved the wide-open emerald green snake head in two before slowly dissipating.

It's a long story, but in reality, the entire series of actions only took a few seconds. To the spectators below, the Yamata no Orochi's ferocious attack still seemed like it was happening right before their eyes, but in reality, the Yamata no Orochi crashed heavily to the ground again, its seven heads simultaneously emitting mournful howls—yes, only seven.

Because there was only one left; his strongest one was only half left and could no longer make a sound.

boom!

The severed head, cut off by Seishin, fell heavily to the ground, killing many members of the Musou Guild who hadn't had time to dodge. This further boosted Orochi's kill count. Indeed, among the Musou Guild members, the female swordsmen of Aozorakan would consider Orochi the best.

"Impossible! How could someone like you be immune to my lustful power!"

The Yamata no Orochi roared, half genuinely and half feigning, revealing its doubts. It wasn't surprised that Hiraharunobu could break free from the devouring power, for Hiraharunobu had proven countless times his miraculous swordsmanship, inhuman physical strength, and his arrogant, overconfident spirit. For such a person, even the most powerful predator at the top of the food chain couldn't subdue them; they would fight to the death.

But why should a lecherous person like Taira no Harunobu be immune to his lustful attacks?

Harunobu just felt bored.

He'd seen it all, been through countless trials, and tried every trick in the book with his wives. He didn't feel any real craving for this. To be honest, the aphrodisiac effect of this wasn't as strong as his wives' coquettish charm. That was out of responsibility and love, a combination of reason and emotion, not just blinding himself at the sight of a woman.

Besides, even if he really wanted to have some fun, he still had a petite Izanami stuffed in his crotch. The Yamata no Orochi's aphrodisiac attack seemed to be affecting this idiot, since she was already in heat anyway.

Harunobu endured the increasingly rapid sucking and swallowing sensation from his lower body, raising the Yama Blade high. Dark mist spread out, enveloping the silver blade, followed by crimson flames and azure winds, transforming it into a colossal blade that cleaved the sky and pierced the clouds.

Ichi no Tachi: Aoten Reflection!

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Author's note: Update progress 16/30.

Chapter 609: The True Conspiracy of the Eight-Headed Serpent?

A colossal, three-colored blade, entangled in a maelstrom, descended from the sky. The immense pressure caused the members of the Unity Society to let out silent screams and wails, which were then crushed and drowned out by a sharp, explosive roar. The lush mountain range collapsed in terror, splitting into two smooth halves from its highest peak, creating a massive fissure.

The Yamata no Orochi, knocked to the ground, struggled and twitched as it tried to get up, but its massive body became a hindrance. The colossal blade pierced into its body like dissecting a corpse, causing this body, larger than a mountain range, to crumble apart like the mountain itself.

A massive amount of dark green blood surged into the earth, engulfing the dust stirred up by the landslide and turning it into streams that filled the earth's wounds. The Tongxin Society members who were unfortunate enough to stand on either side of these wounds didn't even have time to escape before their pale faces turned an eerie green, and then they plunged headfirst into the rift valley, turning into the same dark green liquid.

Silence reigned all around, broken only by the howling wind and the gurgling of liquid. The members of the Tongxin Society stared dumbfounded at the unbelievable scene before them, unable to know what the other members were thinking, or perhaps, they weren't thinking anything at all.

Gudong.

A soft swallowing sound broke the silence, and all the remaining members of the Tongxin Society awoke at once, letting out a far more piercing wail than ever before. Approximately 30,000 Tongxin Society members remained, creating a force far greater than the previous 100,000, and then launched their charge.

Heading towards a place where there is no Yamata no Orochi, no female swordswoman from the Aozorakan, and no Taira no Harunobu.

They had lost all will to fight. The terrifying sword strike that cleaved mountains and tore apart the earth shattered their pride as demons and their belief in "establishing a world where humans and demons coexist." At this moment, they were incapable of even clear thinking; the only thing they could think of was...

Chapter 661

The goal is to stay away from this dangerous and terrifying place, and to stay away from the monster, Ping Qingxin!

As the members of the Tongxin Society launched their counter-charge, the corpse of Yamata no Orochi suddenly twitched, attracting the attention of Harunobu, who was preparing to clear out the smaller foes. It must be said that Yamata no Orochi truly surprised Harunobu; he hadn't anticipated that Yamata no Orochi could also connect to the world's origin.

Although the artificially matured ultimate form was still not up to par, easily transformed into two four-headed serpents by Harunobu, it was still more worthy of serious attention than the common minions. The female swordsmen of Aozorakan also suppressed their urge to hunt down the common minions and cautiously approached the corpse of the eight-headed serpent.

Black mist and blood flames were swirling around the massive flesh, its smooth surfaces eroded and scorched, riddled with holes. Dark green blood dripped down like corpse fluid, flowing along the increasingly corroded ground towards the Earth Wound created by Qingxin.