Look carefully, this is how realm is used!

"What a nonsense!"

"If you barge in recklessly, Bishamon will never let you go!"

"Besides, there's no way you two can get to Takama-ga-hara!"

He took a big step barefoot and stopped at the outer corridor, and Dahei hurriedly stopped him.

Yato goes to fight the war god Bishamon. It is not certain whether the former can win or not, but even if the latter dies in the battle, he will be reborn.

Famous gods can obtain the so-called official status of gods due to their widespread believers and the shrines they have built, and live in Takama-ga-hara, which is ruled by the sky.

Moreover, the faith in famous gods is immortal. After death, they will be reincarnated to complete the generation, and will not disappear because of being forgotten.

The disadvantage is that it lacks the memory of its predecessor, and in some ways it is not dead.

The situation of the nameless gods is just the opposite. Without divine status, they cannot live in Takama-ga-hara. In order to survive, they have to constantly fulfill their wishes. Once they die, they are truly dead.

Sinking into the darkness of the night, Yato and Yukine left with determination, without a trace of hesitation.

"Last two questions."

"Did you encounter Zhao Ma today? What's the prisoner's name and appearance?"

Shen Fuyuan's voice spread to the two people who were walking further and further away.

Yato's lips moved, and he finally disappeared from sight.

In the brightly lit room, Dahei was sitting restlessly. Yato's move really caught him off guard.

"No! We have to stop them!"

"Xiaofu, use me to cause some trouble!"

Dahei still didn't stand idly by.

"Daikoku, you also need to calm down. The consequences of the Great Time Change will implicate Kofuku."

"Are you willing to sacrifice Kofuku to save Yato?"

Shen Fuyuan couldn't bear to see that everyone was so irritable. He didn't know that the more panicked he was, the worse the situation would become.

Maybe in the eyes of others, Shen Fuyuan is talking without any worries, but at least it is right to maintain basic thinking ability.

"...hateful!"

Dahei frowned, unwilling but suppressing his restlessness.

"Xiaofuku, do you want to save Yato?"

Shen Fuyuan then asked the silent Xiaofu to stop Dahei from messing around.

"Xiaoyuan, do you have a solution?"

Xiaofu raised his head, his eyes already wet, obviously worried that Yato would never come back.

"You should be able to try, but you'll have to go to Bishamon."

Shen Fuyuan gave the answer.

Chapter 31: Going to Takamagahara

"Is it you this time?"

The old man was wearing an ancient official uniform with a belt, a crown with hanging tassels on his head, a neatly trimmed beard on his thin face, and a tablet in his hand that reflected his majesty. He exuded a full literary temperament.

The old man is a famous god of learning and a god who controls falling thunder. He can also be called Sugawara no Michizane.

Before becoming a deity, he was a nobleman and scholar in the middle of the Heian period, and to this day his Tenmangu Shrines are spread across the country.

Whenever exam season comes, Tenmangu Shrine becomes crowded with students praying for good grades or parents praying for their children.

"This time...that means Yato really came to ask for help from Tenjin-sama."

He simply put on a coat and went out. When Daikoku drove to Tenman Shrine in the city center, his impatient expression eased a little.

"So what are you doing here?"

With several sacred artifact priestesses standing behind him, Sugawara Michizane then asked.

"Please, Lord Tenjin, take us to Takamagahara. We can't go there without a shrine."

Shen Fuyuan, who had regained his human form, requested.

"Oh~ a new face I haven't seen before. You are the divine talisman Yuan that Yato mentioned, the purple weapon that Xiaofu collected during the previous purification ceremony."

Sugawara Michizane focused his gaze on Shenfu Yuan and said.

"You are right..."

"Compared to such a trivial matter, Xiaotian, please help me!"

Before Shen Fuyuan could finish his words, Xiaofu interrupted him and asked for help with tears in his eyes.

As the god of poverty, no one is willing to worship Kofuku or build a shrine for him.

"Alas, one or two of them are like this, and I obviously don't want to get involved."

"Forget it, remember not to reveal my presence. Who wants to go to Takama-ga-hara?"

Sugawara no Michizane sighed deeply, and then offered help helplessly. After all, he had already sent two, so a few more wouldn't make a difference.

Sugawara no Michizane waved his long and narrow staff, and two rays of light shot up into the night sky and into a place beyond the human world.

Takama-ga-hara, where Bishamon lives.

"This is what Takama-ga-hara looks like."

The transmission was completed quickly, and Shen Fuyuan landed steadily, turning his eyes to observe the surrounding scenery.

Under the starry night sky, a huge island is suspended high in the sky, with its winding mountain paths shrouded in clouds and mist.

"Let's go, Yuan."

Dahei had no interest in looking at the scenery. He immediately greeted the call and ran towards the castle in the center of the island.

Shen Fuyuan withdrew his gaze and followed Dahei.

"Are you sure about the guess on the way here?"

Dahei asked while he was on his way.

While Daikoku was driving to Tenjin's shrine, Shen Fuyuan relied on the limited information to analyze and speculate and finally expressed his own guess.

Assuming there is a mastermind behind the scenes, if these accidents are not coincidences, then it may not be simple.

Although it is not ruled out that Bishamon ordered the sacred artifact to kidnap Iki Hiyori and threaten Yato to come to him on his own initiative.

However, it cannot be denied that there is a possibility that a divine weapon was used to act secretly without Bishamon's knowledge.

Regardless of the above, judging from the current situation, Yato and Bishamon are indeed fighting.

And Bishamon's sacred weapon, Ramba, was one of the participants in the kidnapping scene.

Yes, Shen Fuyuan thinks it is just one of them.

Even if Yukine hadn't been following him at the time, Yato's skills wouldn't have allowed him to be knocked down by a single divine weapon, especially since Iki Hiyori was right beside him.

Lanba alone couldn't kidnap Iki Hiyori in front of Yato.

If they are really defeated, Yato and Iki Hiyori can escape instead of fighting to the death.

Combined with the information provided by Yato, it was confirmed that the kidnapping of Iki Hiyori was a coordinated plan by multiple people.

For example, Lanba is responsible for luring Yato away, and Iki Hiyori, who is alone, will fall into an ambush behind.

As for why Shen Fuyuan mentioned Zhao Ma, it was mainly because the latter went to find Yato shortly before the accident and wanted to ask about Lingba.

But Yato said he didn't encounter him. Thinking the worst, maybe Zhao Ma was kidnapped as well. Of course, it's also possible that he was just overthinking it.

Shen Fuyuan felt that he had a bit of paranoia. If something was slightly wrong, he would come up with a bunch of conspiracy theories that he didn't know whether they were true or false.

"I think I'm pretty sure."

"Any plan may deviate due to changes in reality before it succeeds. To ensure there are no accidents, the Master will monitor the progress."

"Besides, if there's no one behind this, then Lanba, who attacked Yato, has already been exposed. Unless she betrays Bishamon, she won't be able to escape."

Shen Fuyuan explained as he ran.

If Yato told him in detail, he might be able to analyze more.

As the two got closer to the castle, the sounds of noise and explosions became clearer and clearer.

"I see. If we can capture Ramba and force her to confess, half of the problem will be solved."

Dahei understood what he heard and knew what to do next, and his inner annoyance was much less.

"That's true. With Yato drawing Bishamon's firepower, it will be more convenient for us to do things."

Looking at the castle gate that was split open dozens of meters away and the ground that was constantly shaking, Shen Fuyuan knew that it was quite chaotic inside before he even went in.

To make Bishamon and Yato stop, verbal persuasion alone is definitely not enough, clear evidence is needed.

Bishamon Castle is very spacious, with high walls built of gray stone bricks and dotted with lush vegetation.

“Boom, boom, boom—!”

Looking at the dust raised in the west, Shen Fuyuan and Dahei looked at each other for a moment, and then chose a place where the crowd flowed and merged into it.

"Is my elder sister okay?"

"What nonsense are you talking about? Lord Bishamon is the invincible god of war!"

"Come on, Bishamon-sama!"

"We'll stay here and trust Onee-sama."

"Do you know who the intruder is?"

"do not know."

"..."

Late in the night, a bunch of artifacts gathered together, all paying attention to the location where the battle took place, and the sound of discussion was endless.

"Instead of us running around everywhere, why not come and ask someone."

Shen Fuyuan, who was mixed in, whispered to Dahei.

"Will they find out?"

Looking at the unfamiliar faces around him, Dahei acted a little cautiously, but considering the current situation, it was normal.

Even if some divine weapons believe in Bishamon, they will instinctively be on guard against their surroundings.

"Bishamon has too many divine weapons, and they may not be familiar with all of them."

After saying this, Shen Fuyuan looked around and listened to the chatter.

After a while, under the gaze of Dahei, Shen Fuyuan chose his target and stepped closer.

"Hey, you're here too!"

He reached out and patted a male artifact on the shoulder, and when the other person turned around, Shen Fuyuan greeted him.

"you are?"

The boy, about eighteen years old, was dazed and confused.

"It's me. I just chatted with you not long ago."

"Don't tell me you forgot, I'll be angry."

Shen Fuyuan pointed at himself and answered with a smile.

"Oh...Oh! How could I have forgotten!"

"How rude! Have some faith in my memory!"

The young man smiled, but it seemed a little stiff, and he forced himself to retort.