A short story about the Foxes' Wedding folklore in Japan

Edited by Aelryinth
Truthfully speaking, Zhang Che was really not afraid of poisonous exotic beasts. He had the Unicorn in his arsenal; as long as it wasn't the kind of poison that killed instantly, it was impossible to kill him that way.
In addition, no poisonous substance could reach Zhang Che quickly if he was wearing armor. With the two layers of protection, what was there to be afraid of?
Hanxue sped across the lands, galloping along the outskirts of the mountain range.
Zhang Che wasn't interested in working with others to enter the mountain range, in case anything happened and he had to kill again.
They were of the same ethnicity, after all. Zhang Che wasn't willing to kill others for some minor conflicts.
Obviously the other beastmasters had similar thoughts, too. Other than those who were already in a group to begin with, very few people chose to enter the mountains with other beastmasters. There were truly too many unknown variables.
As for what they should do when they encountered other beastmaster teams after they entered the core of the mountain range and started hunting the storage-type exotic beasts, their strength would do the talking at that time.
If there were enough storage-type exotic beasts around to split among the people, naturally it'd be an easy matter to settle. If it was a case of having too many monks and too little food, then they'd have to settle it with a fight. No one would be afraid of trouble.
Hanxue ran for about an hour in one go. When there were no more beastmasters in sight, Zhang Che stopped and summoned his capable babies, sweeping his way deeper into the core of the mountain range.
Before he advanced a thousand meters deeper, Zhang Che witnessed why this mountain range was called the Five Poisons Mountain Range.
As his babies made their grand entrance into the forest, all kinds of poisonous insects quickly gathered from all sides.
There were colorful snakes, spiders, centipedes, poisonous frogs, and even some poisonous exotic beasts that Zhang Che couldn't identify. It was simply like colorful waves crashing down on him one after another.
Zhang Che's scalp went numb at the sight of it, but at the same time he felt regret.
This was simply made for Miss Tienan's little rainbow spider! Delicacies were spread out everywhere!
As long as that little spider had the appetite, it was extremely likely he could directly mature into an adult in this mountain range!
"A pity the Fiery Scorpion's potential is too low. Its level is already at the highest rank; this would be a great opportunity for it to grow stronger otherwise."
Zhang Che shook his head. He sat on the Steel-Armored Tyrannosaurus, directing the Scarlet Flame Drake, Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon, and the Mutated Giant Ape, massacring the practically endless wave of poisonous exotic beasts coming at him.
The Unicorn followed closely at the Steel-Armored Tyrannosaurus' side. Once Zhang Che showed any signs of being poisoned, it would be able to administer help at the earliest possible moment.
Zhang Che looked closely. He discovered that most of the poisonous exotic beasts came crawling out of valleys. Far fewer of them came running down from the mountains. As such, he immediately ordered the Steel-Armored Tyrannosaurus to run up the mountain.
Luckily, the foothills of the mountain range weren't very tall. They were like mounds, which the Steel-Armored Tyrannosaurus could run up easily. As for the vegetation they crushed on their way, since this was the beast world, there shouldn't be any environmentalists here pointing fingers at him.
As for the numerous poisonous exotic beasts, Zhang Che really wasn't very interested in them. Their level and quality were a little too low. It wasn't worth it to waste his time here.
Although Zhang Che didn't know why large amounts of storage-type exotic beasts would suddenly appear here, this wasn't something he was concerned about. What was important was for him to quickly get into the core of the mountain range to harvest the storage-type exotic beasts.
Storage-type exotic beasts were extremely rare. Unless they were members of a large group, ordinary mid-tier beastmasters might not have a storage-type beast card.
This was also why the prices of storage beast cards were valued highly, second only to healing-type beast cards. The prices of storage-type beast cards were at least five times higher than beast cards of the same level and quality!
"This is too slow!"
The Steel-Armored Tyrannosaurus was too big, after all. Although he wasn't afraid of the vegetation obstructing him, it greatly affected his speed.
After pondering for a short while with deeply furrowed brows, Zhang Che summoned the Purple Jade Condor with a wave of his hand, and had it soar high up into the air to scout, paying attention to the situation around them at all times.
Then, he recalled his subdued beasts and pets, and directly got on the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon, flying close to the gaps between the hills towards the depths of the mountain range.
With the Purple Jade Condor scouting, Zhang Che could recall the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon immediately if others drew near, ensuring that his identity wouldn't be exposed.
Just like that, Zhang Che advanced at a much faster pace, and soon advanced a few kilometers deep into the mountain range.
During this time, he discovered a few poisonous exotic beasts that were stronger than usual. However, he chose to ignore them all, and shook them off with the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon's superior speed.
"Since we're here for the storage-type exotic beasts, it's better to not waste our time here." Zhang Che naturally understood the principle that being overly greedy would lead to a loss in the end.
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When the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon had flown about a hundred kilometers in, Zhang Che suddenly saw a white silhouette flashing across his view.
"What the heck is that? It's so fast!"
Zhang Che focused his gaze. When he found that white silhouette again, his entire being froze. "Bai Suzhen?¹"
Uh, not right. That was a little snake flying in the air. It was only about a meter long… well, for exotic beasts, a one-meter-long snake was indeed a small snake. Its entire body seemed white in color, but actually wasn't.
Zhang Che immediately grew very curious. He quickly ordered the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon to give chase.
The white snake seemed to have sensed his hostility, and it quickly slithered into the sky. Its speed was only a tiny bit inferior to the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon!
"A snake that can actually fly! I'm going to find out what exactly is it! If it grew a pair of wings, wouldn't it directly soar to the nine heavens!?"
Zhang Che stopped looking for the storage-type exotic beasts. He felt that this white snake… not right, this translucent, crystal-clear flying snake, which looked white probably because of the light, was not simple at all. Perhaps it might be a rare species!
Although the white snake, or rather, the crystal snake, was slightly slower than the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon, it was extremely nimble. It actually knew to slither in a Z-shape pattern, leaving the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon unable to catch up to it in a short time.
"I can't believe it!" Zhang Che's brow furrowed. He had the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon continue chasing, while he took out the Fallen Star bow. He nocked an arrow on the bowstring, closing his eye and aiming at his target.
When that crystal snake drew another arc in the snake, a glint suddenly shone in Zhang Che's eye as he loosened his fingers. The alloy metal arrow immediately shot out with a twang, flying towards the head of that crystal snake like lightning.
This method of firing was a high level technique Zhang Che had practiced for a long time before mastering. The fired arrow shot forward with a spin applied to it, guaranteeing better accuracy and its trajectory would be less affected by the air currents.
However, that crystal snake's sense for danger was truly too sharp. Just as Zhang Che loosed the bowstring, it twisted its nimble body in the air once more, narrowly dodging the quickly approaching arrow.
"Chase! I don't believe I can't catch up to it today!" Zhang Che could only grit his teeth and give the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon the order to chase at full speed after failing to hit the little crystal snake.
Although that little snake was nimble, it was slower than the Darkfiend Abyssal Dragon by a bit, after all. They would definitely catch up to it in the end!
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Translator's Note:
1: Bai Suzhen is a white snake spirit in the Chinese folklore story, Legend of the White Snake, also known as Madame White Snake.


The world experienced a cataclysmic change, and countless spatial gateways appeared out of thin air.
Exotic beasts of all shapes and sizes swarmed out of those aforementioned spatial gateways, forcing the humans to face the crucial moment for their survival.
In order to search for a chance at survival, brave warriors from the army and scientific researchers risked their lives and entered the world beyond the spatial gateways. To their surprise, they discovered that there was a chance of obtaining beast cards by killing these exotic beasts in their world.
Those with extraordinary spiritual strength are able to utilize the beast cards, perhaps transforming the cards into the beasts’ combat bodies while they were still alive, or transforming them into weapons or defensive gears, or...
A new occupation came into existence following the changes, known as beastmasters.
A transcender with two souls fused into one found himself in this magnificent new world full of waves, rising step by step as he ascends into the seat of a godly beastmaster.

Su Qianyun defeated her opponent on the eighty-third level and obtained the inheritance of the Immortal Flame Lotus.
This inheritance was a complete mismatch with her style of battle, but she still accepted it without any hint of pickiness.
On top of that, the Celestial Immortal was very happy to pass on their inheritance to her.
This was for no reason other than the fact that she was simply far too beautiful!
It had been a long time since the Immortal had seen such a beautiful little girl, so they almost had no choice but to pass an inheritance onto her.
Immediately after that, Su Qianyun chose level eighty-four with an elated smile.
Bai Zhong felt like Su Qianyun was the cutest and most amiable among all these students. Not only was she beautiful on the outside, but she also had a super beautiful personality! He felt the most at ease when dealing with her.
This was also why Bai Zhong was the most approving of Su Qianyun.
Among all these trial-takers, Su Qianyun was the only one who had earned a compliment like this…
Meanwhile, Xu Xiaolan was having a difficult battle on the ninety-fifth level.
In the end, the enraged cry of the vermilion bird erupted as white Holy Vermilion Flames engulfed the entirety of the ninety-fifth level. The fearsome heat and destructive power imbued within the flames made the air within the level shimmer and warp.
Her opponent was a man whose entire body was enveloped by a defensive spell technique, which manifested itself into the projection of an indestructible golden dragon's head.
Lightning pythons appeared under Xu Xiaolan's feet as she flew through the flames as if she were a sharp sword.
She spread her white wings as she leaped into the air like a goddess soaring through the air.
An azure lightning dragon transformed to become a divine sword imbued with vast dragon might while a white flaming vermilion bird transformed into a flaming longsword imbued with holy might. The two swords then combined as one, and an extremely devastating energy fluctuation began to proliferate forth as a longsword imbued with the might of the vermilion bird and the might of the true dragon appeared in Xu Xiaolan's hand.
She stepped forward with her fearsome longsword before striking down upon the projection of the golden dragon head!
Boom! 
White flames and azure lightning exploded forth as an unfathomable power swept through the entire level, causing the Immortal Spirit Tower to tremor violently as the defensive spell formations around the tower threatened to give out.
Xu Xiaolan walked toward the man amid a sea of flames. Her features were a bit pale, thereby indicating that she had expended a vast amount of energy in unleashing that attack, but she stood tall and proud as flames danced for joy around her, giving her the appearance of a goddess of fire.
A massive gash had appeared on the projection of the golden dragon head, and blood poured from the Celestial Immortal's glabella as his aura became more and more diminished.
"I didn't think I would meet someone who would combine the bloodlines of the Vermilion Bird and the True Dragon. It looks like my thousands of years in wait has reaped rewards after all." A golden symbol appeared in the man's hand as he asked, "Are you interested in the power of this dragon symbol?"
Xu Xiaolan bowed with a slight smile. "I would be honored to accept it. Thank you, Senior!"
All the students outside the Immortal Spirit Tower erupted once again.
"My God! Xu Xiaolan defeated the Celestial Immortal on the ninety-fifth level?!"
"I initially thought she was no different from all the other Soul Formation Stage prodigies, but I didn't expect her to break the school record that has stood for over a thousand years!"
"That final sword projection was way too powerful. Just looking at it from the footage on the screen made my heart rate accelerate. And this is only one percent of her strength, just how powerful would her full strength be?"
Amid countless cries of amazement, some students were already turning their eyes elsewhere.
"Xu Xiaolan has just passed the trial on the ninety-fifth level, do you guys think Goddess Liu can pass the trial at the ninety-seventh level?"
"It's going to be quite difficult! Senior Student Liu has only just reached the Soul Formation Stage and has not yet had a chance to fortify her cultivation base. Back in the day, True Lord Erlang passed the trial on the ninety-seventh level at the Soul Formation Intermediate Stage before falling at the ninety-eighth level, creating the school record in the process. Liu Qianhuan has only just progressed to the Soul Formation Stage, so she can't compare with True Lord Erlang from back then!"
Amid all the students, Tang Ximen looked up at the screen with admiration and envy on his face.
His target was to pass the trial at the eightieth level in order to be inducted into the Hall of Fame. However, all his friends were already aiming for the all-time record… Ah, what was this crushing sense of inferiority?
Bai Zhong's cheeks were searing with embarrassment at the sight of Xu Xiaolan passing the trial on the ninety-fifth level. He appeared before Xu Xiaolan after calming his emotions. He then produced a pile of badges.
Xu Xiaolan's eyebrows perked up as she scanned through the numbers. "Huh? Where is the badge for the ninety-seventh level?"
"It has been taken by Student Liu Qianhuan," Bai Zhong replied.
Xu Xiaolan paused for a moment before a slight smile appeared on her face. "Then I'll go for level ninety-six!"
Bai Zhong nodded before handing the badge over.
He didn't want to say anything anymore in case he would be forced to swallow his words again in the future.
Meanwhile, on the ninety-eighth level.
An Lin looked at the Celestial Immortal before him, who was still in the process of taking his shape. When An Lin experienced the vast aura emanating from his body, he couldn't help but tremble with excitement.
What a powerful aura!
This was the aura of a mighty figure at the pinnacle of the Return to Void Final Stage!
This meant that the Celestial Immortal that was about to appear before him was someone that had attained an extremely high level of enlightenment to his own Dao and would have been one step away from the Dao Integration Stage! The Celestial Immortal before him gave him the same sense of asphyxiation as when he faced off against the likes of the Dark Night Monarch and Palace Leader Qing Li. Against mighty figures of this level, he felt as if his entire body was being crushed by the divine Dao.
He took a deep breath as he stared at his opponent with a scorching gaze.
The Celestial Immortal's body finally fully materialized as an even more monstrous aura burst forth, which seemed to be threatening to send the space around into collapse.
His eyes were like bottomless abyssal pools as black rings of wind revolved around his wrists. His whole body exuded a devastating destructive power, and the aspect about him that was most noteworthy were his two feet, which were levitating in mid-air with an inky-dark hole underfoot.
The dark hole appeared to a round pool of black liquid at first, but when An Lin focused his gaze, he discovered that the darkness seemed to expand into a gargantuan abyss that threatened to engulf heaven and earth.
It was this boundless realm of darkness that gave onlookers a sense of horror and powerlessness.
"Heh, human…"
The male Celestial Immortal suddenly spoke, and his voice was unexpectedly delicate and pleasing to the air.
What kind of greeting is this?
An Lin blinked with confusion on his face, but he still bowed respectfully. "Junior An Lin pays his respects to Senior."
"Do you know who I am?" The man fixed his abyssal eyes on An Lin.
An Lin's heart trembled slightly, but he still gave an honest response, "I don't."
"Hmph! Who gave you the courage to challenge me without even knowing who I am?!" The man harrumphed coldly as an eerie aura of biting chill emanated from his body.
Before An Lin had a chance to reply, the man continued, "My name is Xing Tian, and I am the most powerful War God of the Ancient Heavenly Court! I was once stationed at the Sinister Spirit Beast Cesspool and have slain hundreds of millions of monsters. There were even about a dozen Return to Void Stage monsters that had been slain by my hands!"
An Lin was shocked upon hearing this. Shouldn't Xing Tian[1] be a monster with eyes on its chest and its mouth where its belly button should be? How could it be such a handsome man instead? This was completely different from what he had envisioned! 
"Senior Xing Tian, I…" An Lin said as he joined his hands in a salute.
"Don't talk! Let me talk!" Xing Tian waved a hand to silence An Lin.
An Lin: "…"
[1] Xing Tian is a deity in ancient Chinese folklore.


On modern-day Earth, An Lin seems to have been abandoned by God. 
When his father suddenly disappears, An Lin is left with his father's immense debt, putting his life at risk. 
After being forced to a rooftop by his pursuing creditors, An Lin is unexpectedly swept off his feet and brought to the ground safely.
    
After learning that he was saved by an Immortal, An Lin is gifted, seemingly out of pure generosity, the 'God Of War System,' and a pass to a new realm.
Follow An Lin as he experiences a whole new world of legends, meets many new friends, acquires legendary weapons and tools, and starts on his path of becoming a powerful cultivator. There is never a dull time in An Lin's new life with his ‘great’ new system!

Though it paled in comparison to the Supercolonies being constructed by the Empire, several walled cities had already been constructed in the aftermath of The Fall. These were meant to be bastions for humanity, places where chosen survivors could escape the ever-growing population of monsters that now roamed the countryside...

A stark contrast to the nearby metropolitan ghost town, one of the most prosperous cities to come into existence, Post-Fall, was the former residence of the Emperor of China, the historical landmark known as the 'Forbidden City'. It, much like the Clock Tower in London, had previously served as a public face to conceal greater secrets. Now that the world had descended into chaos, this facade was no longer necessary, so, while much of the surrounding cities had been brought to ruin in the wake of The Fall, the Forbidden City stood proud like an unblemished gemstone.

Unlike the Magecraft and Sacrament used by the Mage's Association and former Holy Church, China had been practicing a unique method of energy manipulation known as Taiji for millennia. This was a philosophy that predated even the most ancient Chinese civilizations, founded upon the principles of Yin-Yang theory, the Five-Elemental Forces, and, more recently, the Chinese Zodiac. 

Users of the Taiji Arts were colloquially known as Practitioners, but, due to recent trends, many had adopted the term 'Cultivators'. They were the very same people most Chinese fantasies and folklore was derived from, so, compared to orthodox systems of Thaumaturgy, they relied heavily on the use of physical arts, principally represented by hundreds of martial schools.

The ultimate goal of every Cultivator was to oppose a concept known as 'Heaven's Will', represented by Gaia and Alaya. They believed that, by refining their 'Qi', the combination of physical and spiritual energies referred to as Mana by Magi, they would be able to strengthen their Soul directly, elevating themselves beyond mortality and allowing them to enter the realm of Immortals. 

Unfortunately, 'opposing Heaven's Will' was not a simple feat, so, while the average Cultivator was far stronger than Magi of the same level, they plateaued much faster than skilled Magi. It often took hundreds of years for a Cultivator to break through the Houtian level, achieving a state where their Spirit Body fused together with their Physical Vessel. This state, known as Xiantian, allowed them to achieve a form of biological immortality, but, without the aid of various treasures, achieving this level was something many could only dream of.

In all of China, there were a total of thirty-seven Xiantian-Class Cultivators, the vast majority of which belonged to one of three ancient families. Of these thirty-seven Cultivators, thirteen belonged to the Aisin family, nine belonged to the Zhou family, and seven belonged to the Khun family. As for the remaining ten, they were the patriarchs of various families, some with records predating the Shang Dynasty, a period between 1570-1045 BCE.

Due to the availability of rare materials and resources, most ancient Chinese families had been at odds for centuries, if not longer. They proactively hoarded materials to cultivate their Descendents, proactively interfering in the Martial Paths of other, less-established, families. This had allowed them to strengthen the foundation of their own families, but, as a result, China had never been able to rise to prominence before the Modern Era. 

Now, setting aside past differences and representing a more unified front, twenty of the thirty-seven Xiantian-Class Cultivators had gathered together within a massive Spiritual Formation. This was their version of the Bounded Fields produced by Magi, but, instead of using Magic Circles and powerful Catalysts, they relied on various treasures to gather the 'Energy of Heaven and Earth', powerful seals, and runic symbols. This achieved a similar effect to the Projection used in Avalon, but, rather than refer to it as such, the colloquial term used to define the interior space was 'The Realm of Spirit and Illusion'.

Though each of the elderly men gathered within the chamber was a powerhouse that had achieved biological immortality, none of them were bold enough to speak out in the presence of the trio that had gathered them. This included a young man with white hair, a robust Chinese man with fair skin and handsome features, and, most hatefully, a Japanese woman with soft-pink, almost silver, hair...

Due to past conflicts, most orthodox families in China had a fair bit of hatred toward the Japanese, regardless of their origin. They were also a strictly patriarchal society, placing heavy emphasis on the development of males over their female counterparts. This was a byproduct of various female figures bringing entire dynasties to ruin, so, despite the beauty and skill possessed by the woman standing before them, the majority refused to truly respect her...

Annoyed by the hateful looks sent her way, Musashi began to lightly tap the hilt of her katana, her eyes squinting slightly with a taunting smile on her face. This was enough to cow most of the men present, who, in spite of their pride, knew better than to 'seek death' against a far more powerful foe. She had already beaten most of them rather severely, so, even if they resented her quite a bit, they lacked the courage to openly state the disdain they concealed in their hearts.

Shaking his head at Musashi's antics, Shirou said, "Leave them be, Musashi. They might be bigoted, but they aren't evil. The people still need their leadership so just ignore their petulant pride..."

Hearing Shirou's remark, Musashi began to laugh uninhibitedly, much to the chagrin of the twenty elderly figures gathered in the room. One, no longer able to bear the 'indignation' in silence, gripped his hand into a fist, stepping forward to ask, "Lord Shirou, Ancestor Yi, are you certain that man will even bother to show up? What if he decides to lay waste to the Forbidden City? Though we would never doubt the strength of the Heroes Faction, are we not risking too much by exposing ourselves like this?"

Turning his attention to the elderly man with streaks of silken black and white hair, Shirou couldn't help but frown slightly. Fortunately, Hou Yi was present as he had grown tired of dealing with these relics of the past, the youngest of which was more than three hundred years old.

Freeing Shirou from the burden of having to answer, Hou Yi adopted an amicable smile as he said in a soft tone, "The Esteemed Patriarchs and Lords need not worry. While the Sage Dragon Emperor is a terrifying foe, he does not engage in wanton destruction. Despite his past actions, he is an honorable man who fears no challenge. So long as we are forthright in our actions, we need not fear his wrath."

As Hou Yi was one of their Ancestral Gods, even if he had previously been stripped of his title by the Jade Emperor, the Throne of Heroes gave him an effect similar to [Charisma: EX] amongst those of Chinese descent. His presence had been instrumental to the meteoric rise of the Heroes Faction in China, and, though Shirou was the 'official' Leader, the difference in their treatment was like that of Heaven and Earth.

With shimmering eyes reminiscent of young children meeting their Hero, all twenty Xiantian figures nodded their heads in understanding, many openly commenting on Hou Yi's wisdom. This brought a slightly wry smile to the former God's face. As for Shirou and Musashi, they exchanged exasperated looks, both finding it senseless that they were 'hated' for no better reason than being born Japanese.

Deciding to interrupt the elderly group's never-ending praise, Musashi released a bit of her Sword Intent, silencing everyone in the room. Then, with an uncharacteristically neutral expression, she said, "It is almost time. I can't imagine the Emperor showing up late to an official challenge. You all might be useless in the upcoming battle, but you should still be able to provide some form of protection to the surroundings, right...?"

Though they wanted to rebuke Musashi for her 'thoughtless' words, none of the Xiantian figures had the courage to step forward when she was still releasing her Sword Intent. She was a 'barbarian' that wouldn't suffer reproach in silence, so, unless they wanted to spend several days recovering in a bed, they had little choice but to grind their teeth in silence.

This time, it was Hou Yi's turn to shake his head, but, rather than comment on Musashi's behavior, he said, "Lady Musashi is correct. After extending an invitation, the Sage Dragon Emperor will not afford us additional time to prepare. We have been preparing for forty days, let's not waste our efforts over insignificant squabbles. We have gathered here as allies, unified toward a common goal. If we allow past grievances to divide us, the path to Heaven will be close off."

As if they hadn't been sending murderous glares toward Musashi just moments prior, each of the elderly figures nodded sagely in response to Hou Yi's words. They acted as if they had been given some great enlightenment, some even stroking their beards with distant looks in their eyes. 

Seeing the reaction of the old fogeys, Musashi just rolled her eyes before turning to Shirou and saying, "I'll be going ahead. If the Empress shows up, I'll do my best to draw her attention. Will you be fine...?"

Hearing Musashi address Artoria by her title, Shirou couldn't help but adopt a bitter expression as he said, "I've already accepted reality. Don't worry, even if she shows up, I'll be fine. Do what you think is necessary to secure victory. We'll be relying on your skills to buy us some time."

Nodding her head in understanding, Musashi gave Shirou a light pat on the back, a vain attempt to comfort his weary soul. She knew the drastic changes to Artoria still influenced him even to this day, as, compared to the sentiments that had been present during their reunion, the only emotion shared between them seemed to be disdain. Artoria had even severely injured him on one occasion, visible scorn visible in her countenance as she seemed to consider striking him down permanently...

After leaving the mausoleum-like room behind, Musashi was finally able to breathe easier. She couldn't stand the stuffy feeling of being cooped up in the same room as so many relics, especially when the majority hated her guts. If they were stronger than her, she had no doubt they would see fit to 'punish' her for daring to slight them, something she found rather laughable considering they were supposedly 'righteous' Cultivators.

Recalling how some of the men looked at her with covetous eyes, Musashi released a tired sigh, her fingers twitching on the hilt of her katana. She often found herself wondering why she bothered to stay with the Heroes Faction, but, remembering the changes to Artoria's personality and the effect it had on Shirou, she never found the resolve to partake of Vahn's 'offering'.

With this thought crossing her mind, Musashi found herself holding the bottle of [Shōjō Sake] in her hands, tempted to just drink it and be done with it. All she had to do was remove the cork, and, after a single swig of the legendary alcohol, her fate would be tied to the Vahn. She would no longer have to run around at the behest of a bunch of old men who viewed her greater disdain than they would a stray dog. She would be able to spend her days idling about in Avalon, drinking sake, lazing about, and fighting powerful foes whenever she pleased...

After absentmindedly loosening the cork, Musashi allowed a bit of the heavenly fragrance within to tickle her nose. The only thing that prevented her from drinking it was the feeling of guilt that would plague her whenever she thought about how Shirou and the others would react to her 'betrayal'. She could easily imagine Alice and Abigail crying for hours on end, their sorrow slowly giving away to far more negative emotions.

Though she considered herself a pretty selfish person, Musashi didn't want to be hated by children that looked up to her as a big sister. Just thinking about it made most alcohols taste bland, so, even if she was highly tempted by the lifestyle promised by the Empire, she ultimately tightened the cork before placing it into her deep cleavage. 

As an immortal being, Musashi knew there was no need to rush into anything. Though they were at odds with the Empire, it wouldn't be long before most conflicts ceased entirely. One of the purposes of today's battle was to give an example of Vahn's power to the old fogeys that had been gathered, as, despite being globally resented, few people feared him as much as they should. This had caused the Heroes Faction a number of problems, as, with the passage of time, more and more people had begun to demand they take action against the Empire.

No matter how much they insisted it was better to focus on surviving in the changing world, there would always be a subset of the community that mistakenly believed it was possible to return things to 'normal'. They were an exceptionally vocal part of the community, so, every time a Hero stepped in to defeat some terrifying monster or prevent an uprising, demands for a 'revolution' would sound out for weeks on end. 

Knowing most of these events had been set in motion by the thirty-seven Xiantian figures that ruled over China, the Heroes Faction had decided to try and settle the matter by displaying their power in comparison to the Emperor's. They had set a multi-layered trap that, by design, should even be able to seal away a God. This was one of the benefits of being able to 'summon' Vahn to a location, but, even if they set hundreds of such formations, Musashi knew they would be useless in the face of his 'Infinite'. Thus, despite more than a month of preparation, she would undoubtedly have to face off against the rather domineering man once again, a battle that was as frustrating as it was fun...

Remembering her last duel against Vahn, a small shiver ran through Musashi's body. Following this, she could feel her body begin to heat up slightly, culminating in a hot sigh escaping her lips. Even if she tried to forget, her body still remembered their battle. It was like a part of his existence had been carved into her own, the echoes of their exchanges still present within her bones. She knew this was the result of his peculiar energy wreaking havoc inside of her body, but, as there was little she could do to resolve it, Musashi often found herself looking forward to the next time they crossed swords...

As this thought crossed her mind, Musashi began to slowly draw her katana, exposing a small part of the blade as she muttered, "It looks like I'm in for another restless night..."

(A/N: Alternate Titles: 'Someone mixed a CN in my EPIC!','Smells like bigotry up in here...','Echoes of battles past, sounding far into the future...')

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Vahn was an atypical youth. Due to a rare mutation, his blood had the potential to target and attack ailments within the human body. Touted as a universal cure, people had elevated his status above the norm and given him the classification "Panacea". In the media, he was hailed as a great hero who would usher in a new era or human wellness. However, behind the scenes things weren't so bright. Being a unique individual, Vahn spent his entire youth locked up in a lab with various scientists and research teams using his body and blood to perform endless amounts of experiments. The only solace in his suffering was the various anime and manga made available to him between experiments. He often imagined himself as the protagonist in a world of his own, finally in control of his own destiny. For years he nurtured this desire, until at the age of 14 he died when an organization had tried to kidnap him from the lab...

"Finally, I don't have to suffer anymore..."

This was Vahn's last thought as he faded into the endless black abyss...

"You poor soul."

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Hyakuonogatari Kaidankai was a game where people lit 100 candles and took turns talking about strange or terrifying stories. Each time they finished telling a story, they would blow out one of the candles. After all of the candles were extinguished, it was said that everyone would be brought to hell.
There was dignified-looking woman who had snow-white hair and snow-white eyes. She wore a white kimono and gave a gentle smile as she looked at Zhao Fu. She was called Yuki-onna.
She was a traditional Japanese Devil everyone knew about. She lived in mountains and looked quite beautiful. She would often attract men to places where there was no one else and kiss them. At the same time, the men's bodies would freeze, and she would devour their souls.
The Yuki-onna's children were called Yukinbo, and Japanese folklore believed that the Yukinbo were the Devils who brought the first snow of winter. The Yuki-onna was a world-class beauty and had a cold personality. She was a subordinate of the mountain god and controlled the snow of winter.
Juvenile Yuki-onna were harmless, but mature Yuki-onna liked to freeze men and take them back to where they lived to look at.
There was a pure-looking and slim woman who wore a lace kimono and looked at Zhao Fu while smiling; she was called Hashihime.
Hashihime was called 'the maiden of the bridge' and was a divine type of Devil. It was both a Water Devil and a Water God.
Because she could not be with her beloved person, she drowned herself. If men crossed the bridge at night, she would appear and cause the water to drown them. If women crossed, she would pull them into the water.
Hashihime first appeared in the poem Kokinshu, and there were many stories about her.
There was another woman wearing a palace dress who had fluffy, long hair. She was quite pretty, but her teeth were black and held a mirror. She did not look at Zhao Fu for some reason; she was called Ao-nyobo.
Ao-nyobo was forty-fifth out of the Hyakki Yagyo. She ate humans and was incredibly dangerous.
They were mainly in Kyoto and often appeared in dark and old houses, holding a mirror. She was actually quite pitiful due to her story.
A beautiful woman with an enchanting figure wearing a bathrobe coldly smiled as she looked at Zhao Fu. She was called the Drowned Woman.
She often appeared in onsens, and people would often see a beautiful woman bathing. However, if she stood up, they would see skeletons in the water around her.
She was similar to Kappas, which were Devils that lured people to commit suicide.
There were two types of Drowned Women. One type had the upper half of a beautiful woman but had the lower half of a skeleton; these were called Skeleton Drowned Women. The other type had the upper half of a beautiful woman but had the lower body of a snake; these were called Snake Drowned Women.
A woman who wore exquisite clothes, had a voluptuous figure, and looked like she put extreme detail into her looks looked at Zhao Fu with a gaze full of desire. She was called Futakuchi-onna.
The Hyakki Yagyo recorded that she was a lascivious woman who stole husbands, and she was extremely gluttonous and quite dangerous.
There was also a woman who looked drenched and wore thin white clothes. She had a graceful demeanor, and her looks were quite good. She was called Nure-onna.
Nure-onna were also called 'sea women' or 'sea concubines,' and they lived near the sea.
She was the spirit of a woman drowned in the sea, and usually her lower half was a dragon tail or snake tail. She was always drenched, and from behind, she looked like a rock.
A middle-aged woman with an elegant figure, delicate looks, and a pale face looked at Zhao Fu expectantly. She wore a simple kimono, and she was called Ubume.
Ubume actually came from ancient Chinese legends and sometimes appeared with nine heads. It was said that she was formed from the obsessions of a woman who had died in childbirth. She held a child as she walked in the night, and the cry of the child became the cry of Ubume.
Sometimes Ubume would steal children and sometimes they would adopt them.
Another woman, who looked quite lazy, leaned against the wall. She was quite tall and slim and had an aura that stood out. She looked at Zhao Fu with interest in her beautiful eyes. She was Tenjo-kudari, a Devil from legends that often appeared on the top of houses.
There was another woman wearing a red dress who had a fiery figure. Her hair was long to the point that it fell to the ground; she was Harionago.
Legends had it that if someone in Shikoku saw a beautiful woman smiling at them from the side of the road, they should not be too happy.
It was quite likely that the beautiful woman would suddenly use her long hair to drag them in when they got too close. They would then find out that there were sharp barbs on the end of her hair, bringing extreme pain.
There was another beautiful middle-aged woman wearing a gorgeous dress and looking at Zhao Fu with a lustful look while hiding a smile behind her hand – she was a Smiling Woman.
It was said that Smiling Women came from dead prostitutes, and they had frivolous personalities and liked to laugh. Those who heard their laugh were often in dire straits.
Finally, there was a woman wearing a black kimono with her hair coiled up. She was devilishly beautiful but also contained a trace of maliciousness. Her figure was quite mature, and she held a black cat – she was Nekomata.
Nekomata was a cat devil, and it was said that she was a black cat with nine tails. Her ears were pointed and her teeth were quite sharp, and legends said she had nine lives.
Seeing so many female Devils, Zhao Fu felt quite startled. When he had attacked Japan, he had only talked with Masanori Hano, and he had not gone into the Devil City. After going in, he was quite surprised.
He did not know why they were here, but some of them were evidently tempting him. Masanori Hano was a friend to Zhao Fu, and since he treated her as a friend, he would not let her down.
Zhao Fu thought about it and decided that they had some kind of goal, so he turned around and planned to take another route in order to not make trouble.


“Ding! Soulbinding has been successfully completed; you will now head to the Heaven Awaken World.” After hearing this, Zhao Fu’s vision darkened as he fell to the ground.

With bleak prospects in the real world, Zhao Fu’s life is turned around when countless crystals fell from the sky one night, which people could use to enter an alternate, game-like world. After obtaining an ancient Chinese empire’s legacy, Zhao Fu uses his intellect and resourcefulness to develop his own empire from a tiny village. However, with enemies both in the real world and in the Heaven Awaken World, he must make brilliant decisions and use creative schemes to survive.

The rabbit's beady red eyes followed Arthur silently. It just stood there in the store quietly until it spotted the Book of Thoth that sat on the counter. Then, its ears perked up and it started to make its move.
Arthur stood behind the counter and was about to flip the Book of Thoth open to check on possible update when a ball of white flashed before his eyes. He jumped back from the sudden fright and when he came to, Arthur saw the rabbit sitting on the counter, putting its weight on the Book of Thoth.
Arthur was impressed by the strength in the creature's hind legs, he did not even know rabbit could jump that high. He wondered if that was possible for all common rabbits or specific only to mythical ones. 
He went back to the counter and try to reason to the rabbit, "Hey, can you please move away? I'm just trying to help you. I'm not going to harm you."
Arthur tried his best to ease the rabbit away from the book but it was to no avail. 'The rabbit was being so obedient earlier so why did it suddenly become so stubborn?' the young man asked himself. The rabbit refused to budge, if Arthur wanted to take the Book of Thoth back, he had to take it back by force but he did not want to harm the poor creature. 
While Arthur was contemplating what to do, he realized the rabbit was not sitting on the book idly. It had maintained a similar pose since the beginning, the rabbit kept both of its front paws on the crescent icon that was imprinted on the cover of the Book of Thoth. 
It was then that it hit Arthur, the rabbit was probably doing this on purpose. It was trying to tell the young man something!
Arthur tapped his chin as he tried to connect the dots. He uttered his speculation out loud so the rabbit could confirm whether his train of thought was going the right way or not, "There has to be a reason you're doing this and I don't think you're that concerned about the book."
The rabbit nodded. 
"In that case, you're referring to the symbol, the crescent. Is the crescent of any significance to you?" Arthur asked. The rabbit nodded. 
"Good, this is going nicely. Okay, does the shape of the moon play any part? Must it be a crescent?" The rabbit shook its head. "So, just the moon in general." 
Arthur was reminded of the weird phenomenon that he observed earlier outside the Midnight Emporium. As preposterous as the question sounded in his mind, the young man asked, "Are you the moon?"
The rabbit looked at Arthur with its head titled to the side like it was staring at a dumb person before shaking its head vehemently. 
An embarrassed Arthur chuckled to himself. "Of course, you're not. What was I thinking?" After the awkwardness tided over, Arthur continued, "If you're not the moon, then you have to be related to the moon?"
The rabbit nodded. 
"So... A moon rabbit. That sounds mythical enough." Arthur told the rabbit to wait as he took out his phone. "Let me see if I can find anything online about that." 
The search result came back more conclusive than the young man anticipated. He read the result aloud. 
"The moon rabbit is a character from Asian folklore. The mythos originated from China before spreading to other Asian countries. Also known as the Jade Rabbit, it is often described as a pet companion to the Moon Fairy who resided in a palace on the moon."
By then, the rabbit was hopping up and down the counter. It was safe to say Arthur was right. However, to be safe, he asked, "So I take it you're the Jade Rabbit?"
The rabbit nodded in quick succession. "But what could you be looking for? Let me see if the internet can provide me with more information."
Arthur scrolled down the online article and continued to read. 
"In these folklore, the Jade Rabbit is commonly depicted as holding a mortar and pestle, pounding medicinal pills and elixir for its mistress. Wait a minute..." Arthur thought back to the game of charade they were playing earlier and things became startlingly clear. "You're looking for your missing mortar and pestle!"
The rabbit nodded in affirmation. Finally, they were making some real progress but another question from Arthur stopped that progress right in its tracks, "Then, do you have any idea where your mortar and pestle currently is?" 
The rabbit hung its head as if in shame. 
"So you have no idea where it is either, huh?" Arthur thought about using the internet but he doubted he could find such specific information online. His next available option was the Book of Thoth but the book had proven to be less reliable than the internet time and time again so Arthur believed it would not be any different this time. 
Arthur leaned against the counter in thought. According to Chinese folklore, the Jade Rabbit uses its mortar and pestle to make elixir of life that can cure all illnesses and even grant immortality. 
'Wait a minute, I've heard that similar story line quite some time ago!' Arthur used the internet to log onto the satellite map. He looked for Armana's Third Street and changed into street view. 
He turned the screen to face the Jade Rabbit as he panned down the street. "Does any of these building mean anything to you?" Arthur asked. 
The Jade Rabbit was confused by Arthur's gesture but it looked patiently at the phone screen as the scenery changed. When the view reached the end of the block, the Jade Rabbit suddenly perked its ears up. 
It pointed its furry paw at the abandoned double-story building repeatedly. Arthur turned the screen back to himself. "This does look like the place those young men were describing... Are you sure this is where we might find your mortar and pestle?" Arthur looked up from the phone and there was only Book of Thoth sitting on the counter.

Officially stopping the book to rewrite it into "the Disciple of Aoide", a similarly-themed book that is more WN style.

Luo Yunyang, who was currently in sealed cultivation at the Rising Dragon Army Chang'an General Headquarters, had a stone rod in front of him.
The 13 stone rods of the Bitter Cultivators were his most recent spoils of war. Luo Yunyang was currently concentrating on the origin sword formed from his mind power. 
As the origin sword poured into the stone rod, a white glow appeared on it. The white glow turned into a figure that tried to prevent Luo Yunyang's mind power from entering.
When this figure rushed out, a voice snarled in Luo Yunyang's head, "Heresy! The world only has one master. You slaughtered the master's followers, so you must die!"
Luo Yunyang didn't care about this. As he focused his thoughts, the origin sword emitted surging flames and the figure was turned to ash.
Without that snarling voice, what remained on the stone rod was pure mind energy. Luo Yunyang, who had already become a god-grade entity in terms of his cultivation level and mind power, only had to think about this for the mind power to wrap around the stone rod and rush into his own mind.
Almost as soon as this mind energy flowed in unobstructed, Luo Yunyang felt his mind power double.
The origin sword, which had only been three inches long, grew to five inches.
When Luo Yunyang opened his eyes, he realized that the originally firm stone rod had turned into a pile of dust.
If the 13 Bitter Cultivators had still been around, they would surely have felt immense pain if they saw the shattered stone rod.
This stone rod had experienced a lot with an indefinite number of Bitter Cultivators, so the mind power that flowed in year after year had already become a powerful consciousness.
During a fight, this consciousness became one with the user and allowed their cultivation base to rise to a god-grade level.
The 13 stone rods were in fact 13 god-grade telekinesis masters, so being so crudely absorbed by Luo Yunyang was in fact a huge blow and a complete waste.
However, Luo Yunyang didn't find this wasteful. His mind power hadn't experienced much improvement latey. Thus, if he relied solely on himself for his cultivation, he didn't know how long it would take him to reach the apex of god-grade entities.
Each of these stone rods contained an extremely powerful mind power, so absorbing and cultivating them could allow Luo Yunyang's mind power to improve at a breakneck pace.
Therefore, Luo Yunyang returned to Chang'an without hesitation. After seeing his family, he started to absorb the mind power of the 13 rods.
One rod, two rods, three rods…
It took Luo Yunyang three days to thoroughly absorb all the mind power within the 13 stone rods into his body.
When the mind power of the 13 stone rods had been absorbed into his mind, Luo Yunyang felt the mind power within his mind condense until it became solid.
When he opened the attribute regulator, the improvements of his various attributes appeared clearly in his head.
Power: 20 (Fire: 8, Ice: 8, Wood: 0.601)
Speed: 619
Mind: 35,900 (Fire: 110)
Constitution: 2,200 (Golden Body: 185, Fire: 568, Ice: 568, Wood: 47)
True Intent: 18.7 (Decimation: 9.9, Fire: 7.6, Space: 1.1)
His Mind Attribute had gone from 3,000+ points to over 30,000 points. 
Although this was a massive leap, there were no visible changes yet.
As he thought about his experience with the silver words for Power and True Intent, a thought popped up in Luo Yunyang's mind.
His mind power had entered the boundaries of a god-grade entity! In the past, his mind power had reached this level by relying on his attribute regulator, but his actual mind power had remained within the grandmaster boundaries.
However, now that his Mind Attribute had surpassed 35,000 points, he had really become a god-grade entity.
Unlike martialist source core cultivation, when telekinesis users reached this level, their mind power was able to become solid and create all sorts of physical objects for offensive purposes.
For example, the origin sword Luo Yunyang had cultivated while he had still been a telekinesis grandmaster was actually an offensive technique of a god-grade entity.
Naturally, this was the simplest way to pour all his mind power into the origin sword. Plus, this origin sword possessed a Fire Attribute.
However, Luo Yunyang believed that this was the only attribute it possessed.
As he pondered this, his gaze fell on the shattered stone rods. Suddenly, he thought about the mind power within the stone rods and the way it had taken the form of a holy warrior when used by the Bitter Cultivators. Perhaps he could also create one of his own.
The attribute within his mind power was a Fire Attribute, so the first thing Luo Yunyang thought about was the Sky Dragon of the Heaven-Battling Ape-Dragon Chart.
That blazing Sky Dragon was very effective when it came to the laws of fire. Furthermore, Luo Yunyang's image of the Sky Dragon was very distinct, so he wouldn't have to make too much effort.
As he felt tempted, the Sun, which contained boundless energy whenever he cultivated the Heaven-Battling Ape-Dragon Chart, appeared in his mind.
Everything turned to dust as soon as the light of the intense sun touched it!
When he thought about the sun and how its rays lit up the entire world, Luo Yunyang immediately made a decision.
Although thinking about this was very simple, when he started to do so, he realized that it wasn't as simple as he had imagined.
When his mind power gathered and formed the outline of a huge sun, Luo Yunyang was astonished to realize that the vast, surging mind power he had just sensed suddenly felt exhausted.
It wasn't enough. There wasn't enough mind power.
What could he do? Should he just stop and let it be?
The best option for most telekinesis users that faced this problem was naturally to stop.
However, Luo Yunyang was different. He possessed the attribute regulator, so he could transfer points from his other attributes to his mind power.
Although this would be temporary, it could help him complete the creation of that intense sun. Given his experience with the origin sword, once the sun was complete, using it in the future would be very easy.
As these thoughts flickered through his mind, Luo Yunyang started to make adjustments on his attribute regulator. In an instant, the majority of his attribute points had been transferred to his Mind and Fire Attributes.
After some time, an intense sun formed slowly in his mind. When this intense sun appeared, Luo Yunyang felt like he was enveloped by it.
Success!
When the Golden Crow within the Sun started to appear faintly, Luo Yunyang felt his vision turn dark. If he had not halted right when the Golden Crow started to take shape, he feared that his mind power would have already reached its limit, which would have caused him to faint and crash to the ground. [1. According to ancient chinese mythology, the golden crow is the counterpart of the moon rabbit. According to folklore, there were 10 suns and 10 sun crows. Long story short, all 10 sun crows came out on the same day and made the world burn. The celestial archer Houyi shot down all but one of the sun crows, so only one sun was left in the world.]
When that intense revolving sun formed within his mind, Luo Yunyang used his attribute regulator to restore all his attributes to their regular state.
Suddenly, Luo Yunyang was very worried. He was afraid that when all his attributes were restored, that intense sun would crumble.
Luckily, although the sun seemed to shrink and become blurry as his mind power decreased, it didn't crumble.
Encouraged, Luo Yunyang opened the attribute regulator once again and saw the new changes.
Power: 20 (Fire: 8, Ice: 8, Wood: 0.601)
Speed: 619
Mind: 5 (Fire: 0.5)
Constitution: 2,200 (Golden Body: 185, Fire: 568, Ice: 568, Wood: 47)
True Intent: 18.7 (Decimation: 9.9, Fire: 7.6, Space: 1.1)
The words and figures of his Mind Attribute had turned silver. Although his Mind only had 5 points, this improvement made Luo Yunyang feel ecstatic deep down.
As he came out of his isolated cultivation, Luo Yunyang saw the Flame Emperor. The Flame Emperor beamed when he saw him and walked over.
However, when he was 10 meters away from  Luo Yunyang, he stopped in his tracks. Beads of sweat suddenly started to drip down his face.
"Don't come any closer!" the Flame Emperor shouted in a high-pitched voice. He now sounded like a weak, bullied woman.
Luo Yunyang froze. He had never imagined that the Flame Emperor would actually shout like this. Luo Yunyang scanned his surroundings, but didn't detect anything strange.
Rising Dragon Army soldiers rushed over from all directions as soon as the Flame Emperor shouted.
However, when they got within 100 meters of Luo Yunyang, most of them crashed to the ground. Meanwhile, the rest retreated frantically.
"What kind of technique are you using, Yunyang? Retract it immediately. It… It feels as though you have turned into the sun!" The Flame Emperor cultivated with a fire-based source core, so his fire source power had always been well-known.
However, Luo Yunyang no longer seemed human. It actually felt like he was a sun that bathed everything with its intense rays.
Luo Yunyang, who finally understood what was going on, quickly made some adjustments to his Mind Attribute and contained the intense sun into the depths of his mind.
"You mustn't breathe a word about this to anyone, Yunyang. Otherwise, I will be too ashamed to face others," the Flame Emperor said with a sheepish smile as he finally relaxed.
Luo Yunyang chuckled. "Don't worry, Flame Emperor. I won't say a word."
The Flame Emperor laughed. "The Viceroy has asked me to keep an eye on you. The Chairman has already arrived in Shen'du and is preparing to have a chat with you. Jin Zaitian suggests that you pay a visit to Shen'du, while the Viceroy intends to let you decide."
Although going over and coming over didn't seem that different, they actually were. Luo Yunyang's mind power surpassed ordinary people's by far, so he could naturally tell what this meant.
He even knew the meaning behind Lu Qubing's words.
Thus, after pondering this for a bit, Luo Yunyang said, "Since he is allowing me to decide, let him come over!"
The Flame Emperor nodded with a pleased smile on his face.
As the two of them spoke, a loud sound that seemed to make the sky and earth tremble reverberated around them. As soon as this noise stopped, the earth beneath their feet started trembling violently.


Violet skies, a world undergoing massive changes, a deficient moon, interlinking voids...
When the world experienced a cataclysmic event,the majority of living things died right away. Although humanity survived by hiding in the last safe zones, humans had to face mutated dire beasts and colossal source beasts that could break through the space barrier and enter the earth at any second.
Luo Yunyang, a young man who grew up in those calamitous times, obtained an attribute regulator and set out to walk the path of supremacy!

The Divine Roll was published by the CIA's Special Case Department to list all the Immortal Level Overlords in the world. 
The United States of America's Central Intelligence Agency was formed in 1947, however, the Special Case Department had a much longer history than that.
This department was co-funded by the dominating families during the American Revolutionary War. Its purpose was to investigate elements of the supernatural, such as Vampires and Werewolves.
The organization had changed over time and eventually became the Special Case Departments. The department played a pivotal role during the two great wars and their influence also reached a zenith during that time. It was the Dark World equivalent of the United Nations.
Therefore, the Special Case Department used to be called the International Association for Managing Super Humans, or, I.A.M.S.H.
It was considered the largest Special Case Department in the world and started publishing the Dark Roll and the Divine Roll a hundred years ago.
There was no internet at that time, so the rolls were broadcast using encrypted radio channels. The Dark World had existed hundreds if not thousands of years and had developed their own methods of communication. However, ever since the Americans invented nuclear weapons and became the dominant power of the world, the Immortal State warriors retreated backstage and so did the Special Case Department. They were eventually annexed by the CIA and their new boss decided to close the Divine Roll. 
However, no one had ever thought that sixty years later, the Divine Roll would be reopened. 
"The reopening of the Divine Roll proclaims the dawn of a new age. The biggest player in this new age will definitely be Chen Beixuan!"
The Observer wrote in his post. 
The news of the reopening of the divine roll took the world by storm. 
Many ancient and powerful family clans across the globe: Western Europe, Northern Africa, Middle East, and Southeast Asia looked to China where the only member of the Divine Roll presided. 
Those who were listed on the Divine Roll were the absolute rulers of the world, or at least it used to be the case. Even the kings and queens of mighty nations had to treat them with extreme reverence. Things had changed ever since the mortals gained the secret weapon the Nuclear bomb. 
Many people wondered if the re-opening of the Divine Roll meant that history was about to repeat itself and the Immortal State overlords were going to retake what they lost to technology?
"Chen Beixuan!"
The name reverberated in many people's minds. 
He had risen to fame across the globe and became a shiny beacon of might and power that attracted the attention of the public.
Meanwhile, Chen Fan had returned to Jin City with Sister An. After spending a few days with his family, he rushed to the Green Dragon Grand Array and started seclusion cultivation. 
A few months later…
Yukishiro Sa stood right before the North Qiong Pavilion, marveling at the storm of energy shrouded over the magnificent structure. Yukishiro Sa had become much more elegant and graceful in her appearance. Her glowing complexion and silky skin made her look like the Goddess of Blizzard.
She strapped a long Azure blade on her back, which hummed rhythmically with Yukishiro Sa's breath. The blade continuously drew Spirit Qi into its sheath and then Yukishiro Sa channeled the Spirit Qi into her own body. The flow of Qi had made a bond between the girl and her blade, making them closely attuned. 
Yukishiro Sa hadn't allowed herself to slack off even one day ever since Chen Fan showed her the Sword Art of Azure Flower. By now, she had reached the peak of Internal Force cultivation. Her piercing gaze had gained the same deadly intent as a mighty swordmaster.
"Tong Shan, Master has been in there for more than a month. Do you think everything is OK?"
Yukishiro Sa turned around and looked at Tong Shan. 
Tong Shan stood unflappably like an iron pagoda.
By now, he had grown to be three meters tall and his presence emanated suffocating intimidation to the people around him. He was at least ten times stronger than Yukishiro Sa and his power would even make Azure dragon and Andrew feel embarrassed for themselves.
Seeing Tong Shan didn't answer, Yukishiro Sa shook her head and lamented: "Whatever, I forgot you are just a robot."
After she said that, she looked back at the North Qiong Pavilion as the worry and concern multiplied inside of her mind.
Shrouded by wild whirling energies, the North Qiong Pavilion had become a Temple of the Storm God. Yukishiro Sa could feel the Green Dragon Grand Array had drawn half of Jin City's Spirit Qi here and channeled it into the North Qiong Pavilion through a funnel cloud above the structure. The Spirit Qi condensed inside the funnel clouds into liquid and dripped down from the bottom of the funnel.
"We barely got to say hi to him after he had gone missing for a year. Then he rushed to seclusion cultivation. Something is not quite right…"
Yukishiro Sa couldn't help but start overthinking it.
Yukishiro Sa had abandoned her family in Japan and Chen Fan was all she had. So she cared about Chen Fan as much as she cared about herself.
Tong Shan remained silent, so the two waited quietly. 
While they were waiting, Wang Xiaoyun, Chen Huaian, and An Ya visited them from time to time. Wang Xiaoyun returned Zhong Hai as soon as she realized that she wouldn't see Chen Fan for a while, but Chen Huaian stopped by almost every other day.
One day, two days, three…
Ten… twenty… thirty…
Three months later, at the end of another uneventful day, even as Yukishiro Sa was ready for bed, she noticed the funnel cloud was increasing its size at an incredible rate. 
One hundred meters, two hundred, three hundred.
In the end, the top of the cloud had reached a kilometer, bigger than the Green Dragon Grand Array and covered the entire East Mountain. If not for the Illusion spell, people in Jin City would have thought that there was a terrible storm brewing in the mountain.
"It is…"
Yukishiro Sa rounded her eyes in disbelief as a miraculous sight unfolded itself before her. 
"KOM!"
A scintillating beam of azure light pierced through the roof of the North Qiong Pavilion, into the eye of the swirling funnel. The light grew brighter by the second, painting the funnel cloud with its azure glow. 
Looking from afar, the cloud looked like a giant umbrella.
"Condense Qi into the cloud that stretched out a hundred meter… "
"This would be a textbook example of the power of the Immortal State, except for the cloud had reached a kilometer in width instead of a hundred! Does that mean master reached beyond the Immortal Stat and had become the so-called Earth Level Deity?"
Yukishiro Sa was so shocked that words simply got stuck in her throat.
The Azure cloud remained in the sky for a good fifteen minutes before it finally subsided. 
After a while, even the swirling energy outside of North Qiong Pavilion disappeared and returned the peace and serenity to the valley. Already, Yukishiro Sa sensed a drastic reduction in the concentration of Qi in the Green Dragon Grand Array. A lot of the Spirit herbs had started to wilt.
"Kacha!"
The door of the pavilion cracked open.
"Come in."
A clear and crisp voice came out from within.
"Yes.."
Yukishiro Sa could no longer hold back her shock and surprise and rushed into the Pavilion with Tong Shan. They saw Chen Fan standing alone in the large empty room, with his back facing the door, staring at a painting of the girl in a violet outfit.
"Master, were you successful?" Yukishiro Sa asked in a trembling voice. 
"I have worked day and night ever since I have been reborn, now I have finally reached the Divine Sea level." Chen Fan exclaimed. 
His voice was filled with countless moments of frustration and perseverance. 
"I entered Ethereal Enlightenment three months ago, and it took me another three months to enter the Divine Sea. Such are the difficulties in cultivation!"
That being said, the lack of Spirit Qi dictated the enormity of challenges to cultivators. Therefore, if not because of the previous knowledge Chen Fan had as the North Mystic Celestial Lord, he wouldn't have even been close to the Divine Sea.
The three stages of the Qi Refinement Phase were: Foundation Establishment, Ethereal Enlightenment, and Divine Sea. 
The Divine Sea was the final stage before Chen Fan reached the Connate Spirit phase. Only after reaching Connate Spirit, did Chen Fan's Immortal Cultivation finally start. In the world of Immortal Cultivators, those who couldn't make it to the Connate Spirit were forbidden to call themselves Cultivators. 
"Hooo!"
Chen Fan turned around abruptly and locked his gaze on the girl.
Yukishiro Sa covered her mouth to stifle a cry and lowered her eyes. Chen Fan's eyes were like two swirling whirlpools that threatened to suck her soul in. Yukishiro Sa dared not to hold his gaze for too long. 
Such was only a taste of the power of a Divine Sea cultivator. 
Once one had reached the Divine Sea level, his Soul Energy and Divine Soul would have strengthened to such an unimaginable degree that they would gain solidity in the world of reality. By now, Chen Fan wouldn't even need to lift a finger in order to kill a Martial Artist. One glare that was fused with his Soul Energy would have melted his opponent's defense. 
"Plus, what made Divine Sea stand out was more than just the Divine powers that came with it." Chen Fan cracked a smile and said. Then he grunted something under his breath.
"Arise!"
Yukishiro Sa watched as his Divine Soul in the form of a translucent apparition appeared right on top of Chen Fan's head. Other than it's otherworldly texture, the appearance of the Divine Soul was exactly like that of Chen Fan. Slowly, a light came up from within the apparition and made it look like a lit-up crystal statue.
"Shu!"
The Divine Soul shot up and through the roof of the building. It didn't seem to slow down even after it had reached the zenith of the Green Dragon Grand Array. It kept on soaring until it was above the Dharma Array and disappeared into the sun. 
"It reminds me of the legend about the immortal sage who travels the world using his Soul and spirit."
Many such stories appeared in Yukishiro Sa's mind. Most of them were mythical tales and legends from Daoism and Buddhism about ghosts and spirits.
Soul Projection!
It was a common ability among the Perfected Cultivators and Grand Onmyoji. 
Both Lord Susano and Yamamizuki Sho had the Soul Projection ability even before they became Demon Gods. They could travel the physical and the astral world in the form of an apparition.
That being said, their abilities were limited by various conditions such as the time of the day. They were often called the Yin deity since they could only project their soul in the night. Only the Earth Level Deity, such as the legendary Eight Immortals in Chinese folklore would have the ability to protect their soul at any given time. 
However, the Eight Immortals existed only in works of fiction, and no such abilities appeared in any history canons. 
"I am afraid that the Master has finally become a real deity."
Yukishiro Sa murmured in disbelief.
Chen Fan's Divine Soul traveled across the entire Jin City and finally returned to its corporeal body.
Once the apparition disappeared, Chen Fan rose to his feet, eyes glinting.
"I have reached the Divine Sea and completed my first phase of cultivation. From today on, I would no longer be weighed down by my mortal coil. I can live even without a body."
"I have finally gained the power to dominate the earth!"
Chen Fan heaved a sigh and looked into the distance without any emotion or feelings in his eyes. 


Chen Fan, the great cultivator, failed to transcend the Tribulation of Heaven: the final stage of his cultivation. Little did he know that this accident would bring him back to Earth and turn back time to five hundred years ago when he was just a teenager. 

‘I had once reached the precipice of power in the known universe and could look down on the ten thousand realms with pride; I was lonely nonetheless. I will not leave any regret nor anyone behind while I relive my past life this time around. ’

Join Chen Fan as he relives his teenage years, righting the wrongs of the past as he punishes his unwitting old enemies. 



Bakugou thought this whole exploration thing would be quite boring… but it's not so much. Perhaps its because of they've got pizza, nachos and guacamole. And Minecraft.
It would super awesome, if only Maverick turned those stupid songs off.
~ Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise
Running in the shadows, damn your love, damn your lies
And if, you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain)
And if you don't love me now
You will never love me again
I can still hear you saying
You would never break the chain (Never break the chain) ~
"Shut those god-awful songs!"
"Godawful? OMG. You're nuts."
"What? I've never heard of them, and they're in English, damnit." 
Not his fault. Sumire loved the songs before Quirk Incident. She still feels that they are awesome, though nobody listens to them these days…
"Remember what I said about lack of cultural awareness?"
"Oh yeah, fuck that."
"Sigh… I swear, Bakugou… I swear, one day you I will make you sing Bohemian Rhapsody." (OR Don't stop me now.)
"And what the hell is that?"
"You'll know soon enough." Bakugou would never admit it, but he was put off by that smirk Sumire had on her face when she said that.
"What's the ETA?"
"30, max."
"You do know how to land properly, right?"
"Shit."
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"It means there's freaking thunderbolts rolling out there, open your eyes!"
/Activating Zoom functions/
And Bakugou paled, yes, he paled at the sight.
"What the… fuck is that?"
"It's Zeus going ballistics!"
"Zeus? Who the hell is that?!"
"My Sworn Enemy at the moment for all I care!"
"You're crazy! You're not flying into THAT!"
"I am!"
"We'll die! Idiot, moron, asshole, bitch! TAKE A TURN!"
"One more word and I drop you off!"
"…"
Streaks of pure white crackled against a stormy blanket of grey, shrouding hot silver clouds with its blinding incandescence, emanating the might of the imminent tempest. Jagged bolts endlessly protrude, filling the sky with undying flashes of radiances, or like a fucking camera flash.
He would've enjoyed the moment if it weren't the deadly threat they were.
"You're not going there."
"Since when did you become a pussy, Bakugou?"
"…Hell with it. I die, then I die. I'll show that bastard lightning who's got a bigger blast!"
"Don't do anything stupid and Mir; we're flying at max speed."
/Done/
"Good. Tsuka Fukanona Hogo-kyu!"
The Kido was different. Bakugou felt it. The pitch-black body of the barrier felt… power. It felt that nothing… would pass it.
It was impressive to the point that Bakugou thought not even All Might may be able to break it. It's on a different level. Sumire looking white like a ghost was the proof.
Sumire tried to avoid the lightning rolling towards them the best she can. Sideways, flips, summersaults, etc. Bakugou could taste the chips in his barf. He's nearly traumatised with Helicopters now.
Somehow, Sumire was able to land near Myojin pond.
The chopper looked like it came from an apocalyptic avital war, in a sense it did.
Bakugou and Sumire literally crawled out of it. 
With immense hatred, Bakugou blasted of the chopper.
"You killed Reece." Sumire accused.
"Never again…" Bakugou said. 
"But I thought you liked it."
Bakugou didn't want to courtesy that with a reply.
…
A half an hour later.
"Let's go." Sumire said as she got up. She had rested enough and recovered.
"Sit the fuck down."
"I'm good."
"Cut the crap! You looked so dead before!"
"Sigh… Bakugou, I'm alright now. Really."
"Heh, wh—'
"Listen. Whenever I do Kido spells, my energy goes down quick and comes back just as quick."
Bakugou was still a little suspicious.
"We're running out of time. The local police might be here at any moment. The storm can cover us only a little."
Bakugou cursed but agreed, nonetheless. 
They started moving. Mir showed them the path.
The two of them reached the Myojin Pond. It was very beautiful. At this season, it was closed for visiting. Hence, there was no one there. 
"That's the Hotaka Shrine." Sumire pointed towards the shrine which was at the other side of the pond. "We will likely find the other clue here. Don't forget to wear gloves."
With Mir's help, they checked the Torii (Stone Gate), stone stairs, Sando, stone lanterns, etc.
"We need to go to the purification place." Sumire muttered. That was the only place they didn't check.
Chozuya. It's the place where you 'cleanse' your hands and mouth.
There was a small dragon carving on stone. 
"It looks like it has constipation." Bakugou commented.
"While it is true… Good job, Bakugou. I think I found our clue."
The bloated belly of the dragon had a small opening. Sumire took a deep breath and put her fingers in the opening. There was some sort of ��thread' like thing. Sumire decided to pull it and she was right in doing so. Because a secret passage was opened under the Torii.
They were a little apprehensive, but the excitement overruled. Once they entered, the door was closed.
The stairs in the pathway lead them underground. With the torch lights, they were able to see many faded inscriptions. 
"Mir, take photos of everything. A video, if possible."
/Recording, now/
They were certain they were in an underground tunnel at the moment. 
"Do you hear that?" Bakugou asked.
"Yes, I do. There's water flowing somewhere."
At the exit, they found they were in a cave.
"Grrrrrrrr" they both heard a sound.
""What the fuck?!"" they both screamed when they saw… it.
Their torch lights gave them a clear picture of what was before them. It was covered in abalones, barnacles and shellfish, looking absolutely hideous. 
"Holy mother of God." Sumire gasped when she realised what it was. It didn't make sense.
"It-It's a motherfucking DRAGON!"
"Roarrrrrrr!!!"
The dragon attacked them.
""Wahhh!!!"" they both screamed as they flash stepped away from the ginormous being. 
"Roarrrrrrr!!!"
"Bakugou, cover me up!" Sumire yelled as she went on full on frontal assault. The dragon was furious and concentrated on attacking her. "On the count of three!"
"Got it!" Bakugou removed his gloves and squeezed the sweat out from them. After that, he tried to gather more.
"Three, now!"
"Howitzer Impact!" Bakugou panted. The dragon was pushed back.
"Raikoho!" And then, the lightning came crashing down on the dragon.
"Howitzer Impact!"
"Raikoho!"
Both of them continued this combo for three times before the dragon was nothing but a charred mess of abalones, barnacles and shellfish. 
Bakugou's arms were bruised in a weird way, and Sumire was not even able to stand properly.
"It stinks…" Sumire breathlessly whispered.
"It's… huff… freaking… bioweapon."
"…Yeah." Sumire chuckled. 
They relaxed for a bit. But the sound of an eery whoosh tensed them. There was no air in the cave. They wearily looked at the corpse of the dragon and found out that it turned into dust. 
Sumire frowned as she sensed something.
"Where are you going?"
"I think there's something in that."
Sumire was a little baffled as she sensed the pure Reiatsu from the dust. Correction, from something within the dust.
She searched for the source of reiatsu and found something. It was… pearls.
"What the fuck are these?" Bakugou wearily eyed the marble sized balls.
"…Dragon Pearls."
"Huh?"
"Sigh… Azumi people worshipped a Shinto god named Isora. In legends, he was said to be an ugly dragon. Due to inferior complex, the Dragon god hid himself in a cave by the oceans. There were all sorts of BS, but I think one of them is true."
"What?"
"There's a Dragon guarding the treasure which can shake the heavens and move the earth, have oceans at their beck and call.��
Bakugou's eyes widened comically. "That's bullshit."
Sumire simply pointed at the dragon ash, which was supposed to be a mythical bullshit.
"You know what, first let's get out of here."
"Yeah." Bakugou agreed.
The duo followed the sound of water tricking. They found out they were under the river bed of Azusa River.
…
Azumino City. Nagano Prefecture.
Sumire and Bakugou were lodging in a hotel. They were lucky to have a hotel opened almost at 1:30 am in the morning. They were still in disguise so was no fuss in booking two rooms, they still had their fake IDs with them.
When they first arrived in Kyushu, it was already afternoon. And by the time they reached Myojin Pond, sun had long since settled out. The fight with the dragon was done at night. And they had Shunpo-ed all the way to a city. 
Mir was helpful. It could call another car or something, but Sumire was not in the mood to explain to her brothers how she managed to blow up a car and chopper in a single day.
Now, it's 6 in the morning. 
"Show me your arms." Sumire demanded as she barged into Bakugou's room like she owned it.
The boy scowled but stretched his arms to her. They were purplish. With one look, Sumire can tell that his most of his muscle tissues was utterly damaged. It's a miracle he can stay calm without making a sound.
Then again, Bakugou was not the type to be back away from pain.
"This is going to take some time." Sumire said to him as she started healing him immediately. 6 hours of meditation, and she was in her best condition. She couldn't sleep, after all. 
Bit by bit, she fixed his arms. Bakugou silently enjoyed the warm feeling of the green glow.
15 minutes later, his arms were good as new. He was amazed. And shell shocked when he saw Sumire was not tired at all.
"How…?" He asked.
"I removed my limiter."
"Limiter?"
"Yep. I wear a limiter to regulate my powers. It's hard to control them without it."
"So, you never fought at your full strength." He referred to the Sports Festival sullenly.
"Correction, I can never fight at my full strength."
"Why?" He asked with grave intensity.
"I'm afraid."
"Huh?"
"Would you believe if I say worse things than that Dragon will happen if I use my full power?"
Bakugou quietly looked at her before scoffing. 
"Tsk. What about those Dragon Pearls? Did you find out what they are?"
Sumire smiled when he diverted the topic. "Yes. You would be surprised to know what they do."
"Really?"
"Yep. These Dragon Pearls really are the treasures of Dragon God Isora."
He raised a brow and listened with interest.
"The God gave them to his worshippers, namely, the Azumi people. Which allowed them to do all sorts of crazy seafaring. But they had to hide them in order to keep them from falling into wrong hands during the invasions. They requested their God to protect them and Isora apparently created a dragon out of abalones, barnacles and shellfish to guard them."
"Where did you learn all this?"
"Remember the inscriptions on the tunnel walls?"
"You understood those things?"
"It was written in Ancient Chinese. Weird grammar, but not impossible."
"You are the weird one. I keep forgetting."
Sumire rolled her eyes at that comment and continued with her explanation.
"Now, there are several theories I have about these pearls."
"They are?" he sarcastically asked.
"One, they grant some sort of protection when the owner is in seas."
"Useless."
"Two, they improve the quirks of those who wear them."
"Give me one pearl."
"Three, they only work on virgins."
"How did you check that?"
"It was written that, 'only those untainted can use'. And also, I tested one on some random grandmother, it turns out to be true. I think you can use them." Sumire smirked, Bakugou grunted and wanted to punch, but held it for various reasons.
His arms were still a bit sore, and he was not interested in getting his ass kicked for no reason. And she was right, those pearls can work on him. He met the conditions. 
"Here, you take three. I only want one."
"Why are you being so generous?" he asked with no little suspicion.
"I only need one to do some research. Besides, I already found what I came for."
"What?"
"We found solid proof that quirks existed 1500 years ago."
"That's cool but how the hell is that more important than these?"
"They are! Imagine what this could mean! It just opened a world of possibilities. Think about it. What if all the myths and folklore was based on quirks! Pandora's Box. What if it brought quirks instead of World Demise? Merlin, Lancelot, Ancient Greece, Pagans, Shinto Gods, the ABE no SEIMEI, etc. what if all of them were true? Can you imagine?!"
"You're a damn nerd like Deku."
"Proud to be a nerd."
Bakugou just looked upwards at the sky and wondered why did he become friends with this loony. Maybe to annoy himself.
"Anyways, enough of that shit. You take two and I take two. End of discussion."
"But I only need one for Kiyoko-chan. It'd be a waste with me."
"Give one to your brothers then."
"It won't work on them."
"Why… oh."
"Yep."
"And how the hell do you know that?"
"Seriously? They are hot as hell and definitely not innocent."
"Why don't you wear one for yourself?"
"I don't want to strengthen my quirk." She looked away as she said that.
"Why?"
"Because I don't want to."
"Azumi Sumire. Look at me, and for fuck's sake, tell me honestly, why do you not want to strengthen your quirk."
Sumire was startled. It was the first time he called her name, full name and he was serious. Dead serious.
"I don't think it'll be good if I reinforce my quirk…" 
"That's bullshit."
"You don't know!" her quirk was reincarnation. And Sumire would never want to enhance that.
"I have no idea what your quirk is, but you said these pearls would improve the quirks. And you should use them. You cannot control your powere. This might help you with that. So, stop being a fucking wimp and take a damn pearl."
"O-Okay."
He's got a serious point there. 
Well, now they just need to worry about how to reach school in time. 
Honestly, they weren't so frustrated when running away from cops/ flying in the storm/ fighting a dragon to death.

What if your quirk was reincarnation and you're able to harness all the abilities you had in your past life? 

Read to find out what an ex-shinigami from the world of Bleach would do in My Hero Academy.

Note: The protagonist would be slightly op. Don't read it if you don't like it.

Disclaimer: I don't own- bleach, my hero academy , or the cover. The credit belongs to  the creators...

Looking at Sheng Yize sleeping soundly in bed, An Xiaxia practically wanted to bash her head in with a piece of tofu!
She couldn't help but heave a sign and began guessing the pattern to unlock the phone.
A square? Didn't work! A star? Didn't work! An L? It still didn't work!
An Xiaxia was getting more flustered with each pattern she tried and began to draw random lines on the screen. Just then, a deep, husky voice rang out beside her ear. "Draw a horizontal line, then go vertically down. Now bring it down diagonally to the second dot…"
An Xiaxia absentmindedly followed the instructions and was surprised when she actually unlocked the phone!
"Wow! That actually worked!" An Xiaxia cheered a little and looked up. Looking back at her was Sheng Yize with his arms crossed. She was so scared that she fell down onto the floor on her butt!
M-mommy, when did Sheng Yize wake up?
Sitting on the floor and gazing into Sheng Yize's searching eyes, she was so nervous that she almost couldn't breathe.
Sheng Yize broke the silence with a lazy voice. "Miss An, what are you doing in my room in the middle of the night?"
An Xiaxia forced out a laugh. "Yeah… What am I doing in your room… Oh, that's right! Sleepwalking! I'm sleepwalking!"
She hastily put on an expressionless face and raised her arms, then began to hop around like a jiangshi[1].
Sheng Yize couldn't help but feel his temple throb.
Wasn't this girl a little too adorkable?
"This is the first time I've heard that people can talk to other people while sleepwalking."
Exposed, An Xiaxia racked her brain and quickly thought of something else. She went up to Sheng Yize with an obsequious smile. "I was just kidding. Actually, I'm here to take care of you and tuck you in!" With that, she dramatically spread the thin blanket over Sheng Yize.
"Ah!" She cried out when Sheng Yize grabbed her arm as he said mockingly, "Did you have to take my phone to tuck me in?"
His gaze fell on the cell phone clutched in An Xiaxia's hand.
An Xiaxia wanted to cry but could shed no tears. She said in a pitiful voice, "Wait a second, Sheng Yize. I– I have something to tell you!"
"Hm?"
His voice was so pleasant to hear and that "hm" was so rhythmic and worth savoring that An Xiaxia's legs almost gave up at that sound.
She breathed in deeply and said, "I wanted to tell you that you suck at kissing!"
Sheng Yize narrowed his black brooding eyes, looking rather intimidating.
An Xiaxia went on with her provocation, unaware of the danger she was facing. "With a kiss like that, you better give up looking for girlfriends in the future, or they'll have to teach you how to kiss!"
As she talked nonstop, her fingers moved quickly. She clicked open his messages, ticked the group message from her which said "Explosive News," and deleted it!
Sheng Yize's attention was focused only on her face and he didn't notice her little maneuver.
After An Xiaxia finished her business, she threw his phone onto the bed and was planning to run away.
However, the grip on her wrist was too tight for her to escape.
An Xiaxia tried to pry off Sheng Yize's hand with all her might but couldn't even move one finger of his.
"Mhm… it hurts, it hurts, it hurts. Sheng Yize, let go of me," An Xiaxia begged with tears in her eyes.
The grip on her arm grew tighter and she involuntarily fell forward.
In the blink of an eye, Sheng Yize was on top of An Xiaxia and she was immediately alarmed!
"What… What are you doing?!" An Xiaxia twisted around in horror.
Sheng Yize's voice was as cold as ice and his words seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth —
"If I suck that much at kissing, shouldn't you teach me a thing or two? Right? My fellow classmate, An Xiaxia!"
[1] A jiangshi, also known as a Chinese "hopping" vampire, is a type of reanimated corpse in Chinese legends and folklore


As an anti-fan of the idol group, Starry Night, An Xiaxia is happy to spend her time online slandering lead singer Sheng Yize. 

But things take an unexpected turn when An Xiaxia starts high school - the Starry Night trio somehow becomes her classmates, and even end up moving into her house. 

Also, the nation’s idol Sheng Yize seems particularly interested in An Xiaxia for some reason...

Sheng Yize: Xiaxia, if I and a chicken wing fall into the water together, which one will you save?

An Xiaxia: Hm… I can't swim, so obviously you're going to save yourself and get my chicken wing out!

Sheng Yize: I thought I was the nation’s idol???

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