Ksitigarbha held his blade and narrowed his eyes. The huge red eye on his forehead looked at the giant black Nascent Soul in the sky that had completely collapsed.
[Could it be …]
Seeing Ksitigarbha like this, the feathered fox immediately lamented in her heart.
Looking up, she looked at the perfect blonde man standing on the debris of the collapsed Nascent Soul.
"Qing Ming … Qing Ming … Are you the one who pulled the strings?"
The feathered fox had a pleading expression on her face.
"I wish … I wish it wasn't you … Qing Ming …"
"However, even if it was you, as a mother, I will forgive you, Qing Ming … Qing Ming …"
In the sky, Azura put her hands in her sleeves and stood in the air, silently watching everything in front of her.
Whether it was the feathered fox or the Nascent Soul, she didn't care.
After confirming that the feathered fox wasn't from the Tushan bloodline, Azura no longer cared about this world.
Except for the dissatisfaction caused by her obsessive-compulsive disorder when she saw the feathered fox fighting in an extreme way in her nine-tailed form, Azura had no interest in the grudges of these people.
Therefore, she just stopped and looked at everything in front of her silently.
However, after hearing the Feathered Fox's mournful whispers, coupled with the information she had obtained from Yakumo, she, who had the title of Tactician Nine Tails, could more or less guess some secrets of the matter.
Therefore, if there was some pity in her eyes when she looked at the feathered fox, then when Azura looked at Ksitigarbha and the Nascent Soul in the sky, there was only bone-chilling coldness in her amber eyes.
Just like what Eight-cloud Ink said before, there were some things in the world that couldn't be blasphemed.
The feathered fox's body flew uncontrollably in the direction of the Nascent Soul.
After the Nascent Soul was born, the miasma that shrouded Kyoto finally began to dissipate. The sun shone through the thick clouds and shone down on the Nascent Soul.
In an instant, the high and mighty Nascent Soul, Abe Qing Ming, looked down at the humans and monsters below like a god.
"Ah, ah ah … Is this what you want? Qing Ming … "
The feathered fox looked at the Nascent Soul emotionally and stretched out her arms.
"I'm sorry."
Under the brilliant golden curly hair was a handsome face with sharp edges and corners.
Although he was apologizing, his tone was indifferent.
"Letting my mother reside in this girl's body, this order was given by me in hell."
"I didn't expect things to turn out this way."
"It's alright, it's alright …"
Like all mothers in the world, the Feathered Fox easily forgave her for what she had done.
She hugged him tightly with a happy smile on her face.
"That's great … that's great … I can finally hug you with these hands again …"
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Blue gently landed beside Eight-cloud Ink.
"Young Master Mo …"
"What happened?"
"I hate that monster."
Looking at Zhui, Blue said in disgust.
Monster, Blue called Yumei Abe Seimei.
In the past, he might have been half-human and half-demon.
But now, Bi An, who had unscrupulously done such a thing, had completely become a monster.
It was because the darkness in their hearts had eroded their bodies and turned them into monsters.
Such a monster would be ostracized even among monsters.
This was because their appearance often meant disaster.
It was not only a calamity that targeted humans, but also demons.
"How rare …"
Eight-cloud Ink handed the teacup in his hand to Blue. Blue knowingly picked up the teapot and gracefully filled the cup.
"… This is the first time I've seen you express your dissatisfaction with someone."
Blue curled her red lips and swung her big fluffy golden tail.
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Nijo Castle suddenly shook violently again.
Monsters and humans were shocked to find that the Bi Pool at the bottom of Nijo Castle, where the Feathered Fox gave birth to Zhui, had twisted and turned into a lava hell like a volcanic crater.
"That, that is …??"
Hanakoin's face was a little pale as she looked at the rolling lava deep underground.
"Could it be —"
"It's hell!"
Zhui, who was in the Feathered Fox's arms, said softly.
"That's the place I've been staying for thousands of years. Whether it's a monster or a human, they all end up there!"
Eight-cloud Ink, who was not far away, heard this and smacked his lips.
Earth Spider looked at him strangely, "What? Is there something wrong with what he said? "
"Not exactly."
Eight-cloud Ink shook his head.
"In this world, there are also existences who don't go to hell."
"Is it from your world?"
"Yes."
Earth Spider suddenly became a little interested, "Then it must be a very powerful existence. I really want to fight with him!"
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The Feathered Fox was gently holding Zhui, but she did not expect that the child she had painstakingly given birth to would suddenly push her away.
A force wrapped around the Feathered Fox's body and began to fall to hell.
The Feathered Fox wanted to break free, but the force tightly wrapped around her body. Coupled with the suction from hell below, a desperate expression appeared on her face.
"Qingming —!!!!"
In the sky, Zhui lowered her head and looked indifferently at her mother falling to hell. She sighed softly.
"Thank you for thousands of years, my great mother."
"Thanks to you, I can stand on the earth again."
"You are my sun, the light of hope, the warmth of winter."
"Only by running in the opposite direction from you can I continue on my path — only by turning my back on hope can I become the true Lord of Darkness."
The falling Feathered Fox listened to Zhui's whispers, and tears of sadness or despair flew out of the corners of her eyes.
The aura of hell began to corrode her body, and the Feathered Fox's consciousness began to fall into a deep sleep.
All of a sudden, her falling body stopped.
Cherry blossoms.
Pieces of dancing cherry blossoms hovered below the Feathered Fox's body.
"Me —"
Eight-cloud Ink appeared in the sky above hell at some point, beside the Feathered Fox.
"— Because in this world, there is only my elder sister, and no mother."
"Plus, the memory is too distant, and I have almost forgotten what it feels like to have a mother who loves me."
Holding the unconscious Feathered Fox in his arms, Eight-cloud Ink left the sky above hell amidst countless dancing cherry blossoms.
"Impossible —"
Zhui looked at Eight-cloud Ink solemnly.
"— You can actually resist the summons of hell, what kind of monster are you?"
Even he had to rely on the Feathered Fox to give birth in order to get out of hell in a tricky way.
But Eight-cloud Ink, in front of all the monsters and humans, actually held the Feathered Fox and forcefully got out of hell's summons.
— And when did he appear there?
"You clearly have a mother who loves you so much —"
Eight-cloud Ink held the Feathered Fox, and a gap opened in front of him, and then he let the Feathered Fox in.
On the roof where Azura, Nu Liang, Lu Sheng, and Earth Spider were, the gap opened, and the Feathered Fox's body slowly fell from it into Azura's arms.
[Is it because of this strange ability?]
Zhui noticed this scene and thought to himself.
After sending the Feathered Fox to Azura, Eight-cloud Ink pulled out [Ninth Heaven] from the gap again.
"— But you pushed it to hell without hesitation."
"To become the true master of the night of a hundred demons, you can only turn your back to the light and turn into a shadow!"
Zhui's voice began to turn cold.
Eight-cloud Ink shook his head. "I don't understand, and I don't want to understand."
He raised his hand and pointed at Zhui with the tip of the umbrella.
"I only know that Big Sister once said that the reason why there is a realm of light and darkness is because light and darkness can't be completely separated."
"Ah, ah, ah, Mo 'er actually remembered what I said so clearly. I'm so happy! I'm so happy! "
A voice as beautiful as a mountain stream suddenly sounded.
In the sky, a certain point was distorted.
Then, Azura, who was holding a parasol, appeared there.
"Big Sister!"
Eight-cloud Ink looked at Azura in surprise.
She opened her folding fan with a swoosh. Azura looked at Eight-cloud Ink with eyes full of smiles, and then suddenly said to the person beside her, "Look carefully. We were just talking casually, but my dear brother remembers it so clearly. It seems that it's impossible for you to take Mo 'er away from me!"
"Noisy!"
A voice full of coldness and oppression sounded.
The Flower Tyrant followed closely behind Violet's appearance.
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