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Chapter 2389 The Blessing of the God of the Underworld and the Blessing of the Sword Saint!
Yama returned home in high spirits.

But not the underworld, but the island of Hezhi, where she was going to see Mihawk.

The popularization of 'Ghost Swordsman'.

Yanluo was serious; she felt like she had found a new career.

After all, he was the first demon god in history, and the progenitor of the Devil May Cry swordsman.

As for the underworld of the starfish, she believed it belonged to her father, and she was merely guarding and managing it on his behalf.

Although most affairs have now been handed over to Abe no Seimei, Hagoromo Otsutsuki, and Ymir.

at the same time.

Night falls, and the moon casts its gentle glow.

The lights of thousands of homes in the City of Flowers gradually come on.

Mihawk, dressed in a black and red kimono, was in the banquet hall of the General's Castle.

We welcomed Kamikaze, Tenharu, and Canmei, who had just arrived on Wanoshima Island.

And Iai-an, Samurai Drill, Okama Katana, Rain-beating, Wisteria.

These are their disciples or children.

Yomi Tsukahara, Yomi-hime, Roronoa Arashi, and Tokito Muichiro were accompanying them.

In the corner, four skilled geishas played instruments such as the shamisen, koto, and biwa.

Let the melodious Japanese music fill every corner of the hall.

But it won't interfere with the normal conversation.

After three rounds of wine, five flavors of food.

After exchanging a few polite words, Mihawk put down his glass and got down to business.

“Mr. Kamikaze, I have decided to grant you the position of Elder.”

"While your swordsmanship is at the ninth level in terms of refinement, your overall strength should only be at the eighth level."

"Of course, it would be a different story if we used the 'Sun Wheel Holy Sword'."

"But I would prefer that you reach the ninth dan entirely on your own merit."

The Martial Arts Association's rank system is entirely based on that of Mitsuki.

Master, Grandmaster, Sect Leader, Elder, Dharma Protector, Hall Master, Helmsman, Steward.

The leader of a guild is someone who manages a sword-wielding school in various locations and teaches swordsmanship to his disciples.

This position is usually held by a high-ranking swordsman of the fourth or fifth dan level, equivalent to Yoriichi Tsugikuni in the past.

Butlers are the junior staff of the Imperial Swordsman, handling various specific tasks.

A mid-level swordsman with strength roughly equivalent to a second or third dan, similar to a Demon Slayer Pillar who once activated the Crimson Blade.

"Okay, I accept."

Kamikaze, sitting on the lower right, readily agreed.

Since they have already lost to Yamizukahara and decided to join the World Government, there is no need to bargain.

Moreover, he was confident that he would become stronger and would eventually become the sect leader, or even a grandmaster.

Mihawk then announced the rank of the other people in turn.

Tianqing and Canmei are the protectors, while Juhe'an, Wushi Zuantou, and others are the hall masters.

This means they can remain at the headquarters of the Imperial Sword Sect and enjoy the same level of benefits.

You can also travel to other worlds at any time to manage a provincial or municipal level sword-wielding hall.

However, before that, we need to fill in the gaps in our common sense and basic knowledge.

"By the way, if you're interested, you can also sign up for the 'Top 100 Competition,' there's still time."

Mihawk then changed the subject.

If the main members of the Yutosai can achieve a top-ten ranking.

That would naturally be very beneficial to the reputation of Gotosai.

Sesshomaru, Yami Suke, and Asta are all quite strong, but they are not pure swordsmen after all.

However, the 'Atomic Samurai' Kamikaze in front of me is a talent worth nurturing.

He definitely has the makings of a grandmaster.

"To be honest, we've heard about the 'Top 100 Tournament' on the way here, and we really hope to experience it and fight against starfish and other strong people from different worlds!"

Kamikaze looked calmly at Mihawk, who was quite satisfied with his attitude.

If it weren't for my unsuitable status, I would have participated long ago.

"In that case, I will have someone register you tomorrow, but be prepared."

"Although various protective measures have been provided since the last edition, quite a few contestants still died in the 'Top 100 Competition'."

An hour later, the party ended and the guests left, and the geisha also departed.

Mihawk was left alone in the banquet hall, drinking silently, which made the servants hesitant to enter and clean up.

"Why aren't you back yet?"

At that moment, Gion, dressed in a pink kimono, walked in holding a fair-skinned baby in embroidered swaddling clothes and asked softly.

"Waiting for someone, a distinguished guest."

"Dignified guest?"

Gion sat down next to Mihawk: "Who could possibly make you sit here and wait this long?"

The baby stared wide-eyed at the surroundings.

Keep in mind that he was only about twenty days old when he was born.

Children from ordinary families at this age have not yet fully developed their visual abilities.

But he already looks like a three- or four-month-old baby.

"You could call me my younger sister, I'm here."

Mihawk had barely finished speaking.

A raging purple flame suddenly burst into flames in the center of the hall.

At the same time, a bizarre gate with a surface relief depicting hellish scenes rose from the ground.

A chilling atmosphere instantly enveloped the entire area, causing the servants stationed in various locations to shudder.

Just as Gion was about to unleash her powerful aura to protect the child, the child emitted a seven-colored light, shielding herself and her mother from the aura.

"Is that the 'Starfish Gods' blessing' bestowed by Father?"

"She really is pampered!"

"Even though he's my nephew, I'm still a little jealous, tsk tsk~"

With each slightly seductive voice, Yama in her mature, older sister form appeared.

Riding the two-tailed 'Mata,' its body adorned with blue flames and black markings, it slowly emerged from the open gates of the underworld.

"Welcome to the Island of Harmony, Goddess of the Underworld and Goddess of the Underworld."

Mihawk and Gion rose together and greeted Yama with serious expressions.

"There's no need to be so polite."

"Father regards you as his adopted son, and I am his blood-related daughter, so we are family~"

Despite this, Yama's face was etched with undisguised pride.

In terms of bloodline alone, she is more noble than Mihawk, but she also acknowledges Mihawk as her brother.

Unless one day Father gets so angry that he disowns Mihawk.

Strange to say.

The two had never met in the previous six years, even though they were aware of each other's existence.

But I never had the chance to truly get to know him.

"Okay, from now on I'll just call you Yama. This is your sister-in-law, Gion."

Mihawk was not one to belittle himself; he readily accepted Yama's words with neither servility nor arrogance.

Gion seemed a little nervous: "Hello, nice to meet you."

"Hello, please let me see my nephew!"

Yama dismounted from Masato and strode to Gion, her beautiful eyes wide with curiosity.

To everyone's surprise, Durandal, still in the embroidered swaddling clothes, actually looked right into his eyes.

Her mouth gradually widened into a grin, and she stretched out her fair and smooth hands, chuckling happily.

"Oh, he seems to like me quite a bit~" This made Yama very happy.

"Oh dear, but I don't have any gifts on me."

Gion quickly replied, "It's alright."

"No, I still have to give her a gift. She's my aunt after all."

The Great Yama thought for a moment and said, "Since there is nothing, I will follow my father's example and bestow blessings."

“The stars are blessed by the gods, but the god of the underworld is missing. I will make up for it for this child.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he pointed his right hand at Durandal, and the next second, a dark purple beam of divine power shot out.

The child's body shone with a seven-colored radiance once again.

But this time it's not about obstruction, but about accepting and integrating the power of Yama into one.

"I'll give you the Sword Saint's blessing again!"

Yama, the King of Hell, gently placed his left palm on the child's cheek:
"From now on, you will possess the best swordsmanship talent, be able to unleash your swordsmanship talent to the limit, and be able to wield the power of any sword!"

Mihawk, who was standing nearby, witnessed the whole thing but made no attempt to stop it.

This is not trust in Yama, but trust in Im.

As for the Sword Saint's blessing, he was not envious, because he already possessed these effects himself.

A half-step swordsman, not even thirty years old!
(End of this chapter)