I'm a thankful fox in Tokyo

Chapter 392 I have everything I need now (I won the revival match!)
Just as she was about to tell Chunyuan the good news, she saw that Chunyuan was sitting opposite her in meditation, seemingly healing her injuries. She had put the white fox mask back on her face, and was surrounded by auspicious clouds and divine light.

The features outlined in colorful threads on the white fox mask, at this moment in this demon palace, inexplicably possessed an eerie and mysterious aura.

This mask must also be a magical artifact.

Dongye Yu thought to himself, without disturbing Him or feeling envious, he focused most of his attention on the delicate and warm painting in his hands, stroking it with his fingertips, and a feeling of joy naturally arose.

This is a supreme treasure nurtured by heaven and earth, imbued with great fortune. Originally chaotic, it had no distinction between good and evil. In the hands of demons, it is a demon's lair; in the hands of virtuous cultivators, it is a blessed land.

With this in mind, Dongye Yu focused his mind and began to concentrate his entire being on refining this supreme treasure of heaven and earth with his magical power.

As soon as his divine sense probed in, Dongye Yu found himself in a vast starry sky, with twinkling stars and countless Daoist auras.

Scratching his head, he realized he had been too simplistic in his thinking.

The painting before us is, after all, a transformation of a vast blessed land. To fully refine it, one must treat this blessed land as one's own acupoint; only those with great supernatural powers can accomplish this.

Even if one leaves a mark and simply controls entry and exit, one can still communicate with the rules of heaven and earth represented by this vast cave through one's own divine sense.

Even if the rules of heaven and earth do not resist in the slightest, it is not easy. It is like a majestic mountain that stands there without resistance, allowing you to cultivate and excavate it alone. Making any changes to the shape of the mountain is as difficult as climbing to heaven.

Of course, it's difficult, but the benefits are also obvious.

Even setting aside the fact that one can obtain this blessed land, just the fact that one can communicate with the rules of heaven and earth of this blessed land is a great blessing for cultivators.

By reflecting upon oneself in a microcosm, one can attain the Great Way.

Higashino Yu stood at the heart of this universe, surrounded by a silently flowing galaxy.

This is undoubtedly the greatest opportunity I have encountered since entering the Dao, apart from the system of repaying kindness.

Every ray of starlight reflected the enlightenment in Higashino Yu's eyes.

With a slight thought, a star brimming with primordial life broke free from its orbit and gently fell into his palm. Within its halo, the primordial Daoist principles, as if the world had been created, seemed to flow.

With a thought, Dongye Yu moved as he pleased, and his body transformed into a wisp of unrestrained Dao trace.

Sometimes it leaps into the sky, standing atop the rainbow, watching the clouds rise and fall, displaying the splendor of the world; sometimes it looks down at the vast earth, where lush trees and undulating forests seem to be the rhythm of the breath of heaven and earth.

The next instant, Dongye Yu sank into the boundless deep ocean again, and colorful light and shadow rapidly flowed and changed around him, as if passing through the manifestation of all kinds of laws.

Until the last glimmer of light fades, sinking into an absolute, primordial darkness that gives birth to everything, in the deepest darkness and stillness, one can touch the mystery of "something" arising from "nothingness".

Ultimately, all the myriad phenomena and endless mysteries, like rivers flowing into the sea, are gathered into one heart.

The thought flashed again, and the mind had already traversed tens of thousands of light-years, standing at the edge of the universe.

At this extremely macroscopic vantage point, one sees galaxies flowing like spiral arms, laws interwoven into a giant web, the birth and death of worlds, the cycle of energy, and the folds of spacetime.
All the secrets of heaven and earth are displayed like a scroll before one's eyes, revealing every detail, with nothing left to hide.

Standing at the source of all paths, Dongye Yu silently contemplated and reflected on his cultivation gains. The Great Dao was replenished, and clouds rose in his dantian, enveloping the embryonic dantian. Light was about to appear, and his mind was clear and unobstructed.

I have everything I need now.

For a moment, Higashino Yu had the thought of spending his whole life here, seeking enlightenment, and never leaving.

If a cultivator's resolve is weak, he might become obsessed with this small world. However, Dongye Yu's resolve is clear, and such thoughts were quickly dismissed.

Dongye Yu was well aware that although the world before him had its own unique Daoist charm, it was only a small world. The Great Dao was flawed. It could reflect on himself and improve his cultivation, but he could not truly become immersed in it.

What's more, there are people in the outside world waiting for him.

Higashino Yu opened his eyes, reflecting the stars. His dark pupils shone with a bright and determined spirit. He turned his head and withdrew his consciousness. Before him, a dazzling light filled the air, and in an instant, he returned to reality.

Before he could even look around, Higashino Yu felt a strange sense of contentment and satisfaction welling up inside him.

He quickly sat down and looked inward, only to see purple clouds spreading throughout his dantian. In the depths of the clouds, where the dantian embryo had been, there was now a glimmer of dawn, about to break through the darkness.

Is this... done?
With a thought, Dongye Yu felt that he was only one wisp of his own will away from forming his core.

However, the occasion was not right, so he suppressed his impulse and carefully sensed the changes in his cultivation, lost in thought.

"Although my magical power cultivation had reached a certain level before, my understanding of the Great Dao was not deep enough, which is why I was unable to form my core?"

Higashino Yu pondered for a moment, then stepped out of the meditation room and opened his eyes. Haruhara, dressed in white robes and crimson hakama, was sitting opposite him, his bright eyes behind the mask staring at him.

He seems to be protecting himself.

Realizing this, Dongye Yu instantly felt a little embarrassed. Originally, it was agreed that He would heal the wounds while he refined the painting, but unexpectedly, it turned out that he was the one who attained enlightenment while He protected him.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself." Higashino Yu lowered his head slightly.

Chun Yuan didn't speak, but merely sized up Dong Yeyu for a moment, his eyes flashing, and he nodded slightly, as if to say, "With the great path before us, it's only human nature for anyone to be unable to resist."

"Can you open the door to the outside?" He asked.

"can."

At this time, he had not yet refined the Great Jiangshan Painting Scroll, but he could still open the door to the outside.

As Dongye Yu spoke, with a thought, the scroll suddenly floated up, and the mountains and buildings outlined in ink became vivid. At the same time, the surrounding environment gradually became ethereal and dreamlike, with white mist rising around him, and a blue stone path appearing under his feet.

Similar to the Lingze Divine Realm, perhaps some gods' divine realms were created in imitation of such blessed lands formed by heaven and earth.
As Higashino Yu thought to himself, he turned back to look at the seemingly real yet illusory Mount Ooe. At this moment, the rain was gradually subsiding, and clouds and mist were rising from the mountains. However, with the blood moon in the sky and shadowy demons lurking in the distance, it still gave people a sense of a demonic realm.

The demons, including Ibaraki-dōji, are still hiding in this blessed land. These demons are familiar with this place, so it will be difficult for me to find them. I'm afraid I'll have to put in a lot of effort to purify this place later. Thinking this, I turned around and led Gozen Inari Haruhara out along the bluestone path. The thick fog quickly dissipated, and there were no longer any two figures in the castle tower.

Daguangming Temple,

The mustard seed house, which had just been so fierce, was now reduced to ashes, leaving not even ruins. The raging divine fire that had been burning in the courtyard gradually dissipated into specks of orange-red starlight. Without Dongye Yu's magic power and without any evil objects to burn, it was showing signs of dying down.

The exorcists present, including Kusaka Meisuke, watched in afar as the divine fire dissipated, their expressions filled with awe. Each carried a red lantern adorned with their family's heirloom talisman for warding off evil spirits. They exchanged glances, let out a long sigh of relief, and smiled with a sense of accomplishment.

"In that case, we can consider our mission accomplished."

Upon hearing this, Sasahara Shinichiro, who had been waiting on the sidelines, quickly stepped forward, bowed slightly, and asked in a serious voice, "Seniors, can this be considered a successful exorcism?"

He had actually arrived earlier, but the exorcists were all busy suppressing ghosts and didn't have time to pay attention to him. So they told him to ask Sasahara-san to stand guard and wait somewhere.

Shinichiro Sasahara was puzzled. The demons that had been dragging on for so long and were on the verge of being out of control had been resolved so easily?
After a moment of contemplation, the image of the boy named Higashino Yu flashed through his mind.

Although the man was young, his cultivation was truly powerful. Even though Sasahara Shinichiro was very knowledgeable, he had never seen a demon exorcist with such cultivation at this age, and he couldn't even judge what level the man's cultivation was at.

He must be slightly inferior to Mr. Shinji Jinguji, right?

Shinichiro Sasahara hesitated for a moment; this great exorcist had never put so much pressure on him before.

On second thought, it seemed normal. Young people are often impetuous and like to use their power to bully others. As the head of the Jinguji family, Mr. Jinguji's manners are undoubtedly far superior. He makes people feel like they are bathed in a spring breeze, and his temperament is profound and dignified. Normally, he would not use his cultivation to suppress others.

However, even if Higashino Yu's cultivation level is not as high as Mr. Jinguji's, he can still be considered a strong force. If the many exorcists and demons in front of them were evenly matched before, with his addition and the exorcists casting spells together, it would be normal for them to be able to crush them all.

Shinichiro Sasahara nodded slightly as he thought of this, his gaze sweeping over the courtyard with scrutiny. He then stood to the side and stared at it for a while, his expression one of amazement.

These exorcists' techniques are all their own secrets, but even Sasahara Shinichiro, who is also an exorcist, can tell that they are mostly sealing and suppressing techniques. The incantations are concise and the spells are simple, all of which are superior methods.

It is a real pity that such excellent laws and regulations cannot be handed over to the national treasury to protect the borders and ensure the safety of the people.

Shinichiro Sasahara sighed, took out his phone, and saw that there was a signal, which made him feel much more at ease.

Without hesitation, he first sent a message to the special operations team at the foot of the mountain, telling them that the demons had been defeated and the exorcists were finishing up. He also asked Takikawa Tadahiro to send someone to inform the Self-Defense Forces to prevent the loitering missiles from accidentally detonating.

A few experienced exorcists, such as Shunkain Yohei and Jinguji Shinji, handed the lanterns over to their juniors for safekeeping, while they themselves went to the edge of the courtyard to lean on the railing and look out.

Below the fence is a steep hillside with an almost 70-degree angle, but it is covered with trees. Looking down from here, you can only see the lush canopy of trees. Climbing up here to enjoy the view is a unique experience.

However, they had no interest in sightseeing at the moment.

First, they looked up at the sky and saw that the dark, swirling clouds that had resembled a category 15 typhoon were dissipating at a visible speed. Some sunlight even streamed down from the gaps in the clouds like rainbows, creating a scene of clear skies after the rain. They all breathed a sigh of relief.

Shinji Jinguji observed for a while, pondered for a moment, and looked in the direction where Higashino Yu had left, his expression somewhat worried.

Shunkain Yohei glanced at it, frowned, and stroked his beard.

"The sky is clear and the evil spirits have dissipated. It seems that Higashino-kun has killed Princess Oboroguruma, but why has he not returned yet?"

Upon hearing this, the demon hunters around him exchanged smiles.

"My lords need not worry. Although Mr. Dongye is young, he is highly skilled in magic. He only had a brief glimpse of me just now, and he showed no arrogance of youth. There should be no problem."

"But young people, perhaps because they've heard too many stories from folk tales, always think that there are treasures to be found after slaying great demons and monsters. They're probably buried in their treasure hunt right now."

The two exchanged a glance, both understanding each other's thoughts. Although Princess Oboroguruma was troublesome, she shouldn't have such a strange phenomenon. Moreover, the old ghost had claimed to be the lord of Mount Ooe, a truly great demon who had killed gods.
Despite their worries, there was nothing they could do at the moment. Even Princess Oboroguruma and the others could only barely hold them off, let alone the demons who were much stronger.

As experienced exorcists, Shinji Jinguji and Yohei Shunkain both knew that rushing there at this time would only cause trouble for Higashino Yu.

The greatest help we can give him is to clean up the mess here, contact various exorcists for support, and even seek help from the gods.

Moreover, with the clouds and fog clearing and the sky suddenly brightening, it doesn't seem like the emergence of a giant demon. It seems the lord of Mount Ooe must have left.

Harukain Yohei comforted him, "Tokyo-kun, with such cultivation at such a young age, you must have a destiny bestowed upon you, or perhaps divine protection. Demons and monsters will be powerless against you—ah, that's right."

As they were talking, the old man suddenly widened his eyes, craned his neck to look at the distant mountains and forests, and pointed.

Upon hearing this, Shinji Jinguji looked in the direction the old man pointed. His previously serious and heavy expression immediately relaxed. He saw Higashino Yu running towards them from a dense patch of nettles. When he saw that they had noticed him, he waved to them.

Shinji Jinguji nodded at him, a hint of approval on his face, but more so with solemnity and the dignity of a head of the family. Seeing that he would be here in a while, he put his hands in his sleeves and turned to walk towards the courtyard.

I'm wondering, aren't you going to come and greet me?

Dongye Yu was stunned for a moment. Thinking of A Jing's personality, he could only say that the saying "daughters resemble their fathers" was true. It was possible that A Jing's aloofness was learned from this old man.

After a moment of internal grumbling, he pushed aside the nettle clump that was almost as tall as his chest and continued running forward. This plant also existed in his hometown in his previous life, where it was called "Huoma" in the local dialect.

The reason I remember it so vividly is because when I was a child, I went to my grandmother's house in the countryside and accidentally fell into a patch of nettles. I heard that my cries could be heard throughout half the village.
Soon we arrived at the foot of Da Guangming Temple. We found a small path along the slope that wasn't really a path, and then jumped into the courtyard.

By this time, the finishing touches were almost done, and many exorcists, carrying red lanterns sealed with evil spirits, stood in twos and threes in the courtyard, seemingly waiting for Higashino Yu.

When they saw him jump into the courtyard, they all rushed to greet him, with Shinji Jinguji leading the way.

He nodded to Dongye Yu with a serious and sincere expression, and bowed: "We were able to escape danger thanks to Dongye-kun's help. We will always remember this kindness. Please accept our bow."

As soon as he finished speaking, the many demon hunters behind him bowed deeply with grateful expressions, saying, "Please accept our bow."

(End of this chapter)