Help! I changed the gender of the male protagonist in the yandere game.

Chapter 236 Cloth Bag Venerable

Sword Saint Kibune Kyōunsai cultivated a terrifying "monster" out of his own interest.

The Skeleton Swordsman, Six Skeletons, possesses almost "limitless" growth potential. It has no substantial weaknesses and is solely focused on pursuing the highest level of swordsmanship and a transformation at the level of life itself.

No one can predict to what level the Six Bones will ascend, nor can they foresee how far this monster will grow in the future, or whether Hyakusuke and Yoru will have a way to fight it when they encounter it.

Rokukai is a swordsman who has reached the "End" level. Although he is far inferior to the current swordsman Kibune Kyōunsai, he is not a terrifying monster that ordinary people can understand.

Once the two sides clash, it is foreseeable that this will turn into an extremely terrible "battle".

……

Meanwhile, in a ruined city, a child's voice slowly rang out.

"This new body is far more interesting than I imagined?"

The speaker was a white-clad child.

...a white-haired boy.

Yes, he was completely white, dressed in pure white attire—even his hair and eyebrows were white, and his eyes were pure white. The only unusual thing was that his lips were pink.

"The vesicles and organs within the body are also quite perfect... It was worth the long time I spent cultivating the bloodline of the Black Princess Mountain clan."

He is enjoying this brand new body. As for the child's body, which is this "vessel", it is the child born to Kurohime Miyuki, named "Fujihakama", who is actually Fujihakama's sixth child.

The body that occupied this Fujihakama was none other than "Okinomen," an ancient spirit that had existed for a long time in ancient history. It can be said to be one of the turning points in the history and story of this country.

"Wengmian" is an exceptionally ancient entity, comparable to the demons and monsters of the Eight Blessings Society.

It decided to go into hiding among the Black Princess Mountain clan at some unknown time, seemingly with some secret plans.

"Having seized the 'Mirroring Power,' the most basic preparations for launching the plan have been completed."

The old man muttered to himself.

"It can be said that it took a long time and a lot of effort."

The core of the plan is the "Mirroring Power." Without this power that can replicate all spells, abilities, and talents, the rest of the plan would be completely impossible.

"I also possess the 'Heavenly Swamp Harp,' one of the three sacred treasures of the Root Land. If I acquire the remaining two treasures, the Immortal Greatsword and the Immortal Bow and Arrow, then reviving the Yellow Springs Army will be no difficult task..."

The whereabouts of the raw sword and raw bow and arrow should be in the ruins of other "foundational countries".

Weng Mian reached an agreement with Kohagi of Kurohime Mountain, with Kohagi claiming she would offer him two more treasures from the underworld.

The two sides reached an agreement that Weng Mian would "temporarily" cease his attacks on Bai Jie, the young master of the Zi Yue clan, and would not harm him.

However, Weng Mian did not trust Kurohime Kohagi, but after the little girl awakened the power of time chanting, her interference power was somewhat affected.

Ongmen's ability can be described as an "incomplete" view of the past, and this view of the past can only be used against the Black Princess Mountain Clan.

Originally, this ability was limited to being within a certain distance of a member of the Kurohimeyama clan, allowing one to easily read information, data, and intelligence from their brain, and even search for their past experiences. However, Kurohimeyama Kohagi used some tricks to avoid being affected by her own ability.

"I am a man who keeps his promises, but that little girl will definitely play some tricks."

Weng smiled.

He had been developing his plans and arrangements for a very long time. The smooth sailing he had experienced for so long that he had almost forgotten many of the old stories... However, the feeling of a small "twist" was rare, at least it gave Weng Mian some interest.

"That little girl Xiao Qiu must have some schemes and plots up her sleeve... Heh, I'm quite curious to know what she's planning?"

He sat on the roof of the dilapidated building, the castle tower.

This is the territory of a fallen exorcist clan in Nanmutsu. The surrounding large clusters of buildings have been attacked by the demon wing legion.

After the evil god and his subordinates launched a surprise attack, they also devoured all the spiritual veins contained in this land. Because the spiritual veins were severely damaged, the feng shui power they contained and the fluids in the earth veins were completely swallowed up. The vegetation around the city also began to wither, and even the air was filled with a desolate atmosphere.

"The evil god Kotancoro Kamui is planning a great battle with the goddess Sakura. This guy is quite ambitious."

The old man muttered to himself.

"However, if we really want to challenge the current Yamato court, this level of strength is far from enough... Although that alien god can push the island nation's court to a certain extent, if a major war really breaks out, he will probably still be defeated, right?"

Weng Mian was very clear about the power of the imperial court.

When the alien god was a deity, he possessed absolute power. However, after descending into this world, he was affected by the corruption of his divine status and became far less powerful than before.

Kotankoro Kamui is also a high-ranking god, immortal and indestructible. Even if he falls from his divine throne, he is merely breaking free from the original mythology and wandering on the earth, temporarily bringing disaster to the people on earth.

However, the restraining forces of history itself, as well as the gods who protected the island nation and were the greatest pillars of the Yamato court, would not stand idly by.

"Leaving aside whether the God of War, God of War, or other celestial beings of Yamato will personally descend to earth, the evil god Kotankoro Kamui will ultimately not escape death and will likely be slain by a human hero."

The old man muttered to himself in a low voice.

"The problem is... there are still seven years left. In seven years, the 'Vortex of the Underworld' will descend. If the original history is followed, this world will eventually be destroyed."

Bai Tongzi frowned.

This seems to be the inevitable historical direction of this world.

Seven years from now, they will face destruction, a fate that humanity's meager power cannot change, a fate that even the gods will not interfere with.

History will come to an end; that's something everyone knows.

Although the gods of this island nation would offer protection to humanity, they themselves would remain silent and no longer extend a helping hand to humanity in the face of this final moment.

"After all, they do not die; they are beings that are neither born nor die... In other flows of time, in another world, the gods of the island nation will still be revived."

The old man sighed softly.

"There is nothing to rely on. Gods are not worth worshipping, and no one can be my help. I can only achieve everything by relying on my own strength."

For some reason, after saying those words, he felt a murky feeling settle in his chest. Disappointment...despair...or discouragement?

In the past, he also had great faith in the gods, humanity, and the world. He insisted on doing good and punishing evil, believed in fairness and justice, and believed that there was a righteous force in the world that could guide everyone toward a more perfect world.

However, his relatives, friends, companions, and helpers, whom he had relied on in the past, all betrayed him one after another.

Of course, Weng Mian did not want to blame anyone. Those relatives and companions who betrayed him also had their own difficulties. History is something that individual power cannot resist.

Furthermore, the past was already a thing of the past for him, and with the passage of time, the hatred in his heart had long since disappeared.

This is also a regret for long-lived people like Weng Mian. As people like him live longer and longer, some traces of the past will be lost, and the soul will be deteriorated at a deeper level. Weng Mian is also very clear that his knot in his heart can be said to be the dregs of yesterday.

"However, I still bear a great responsibility and a profound mission. I must stop the vortex of the underworld from destroying the world and protect this island nation. This is the will that ensures my existence in history. Let this world be saved by me..."

However, knowing the course of history, he was also well aware that his "salvation" might not be something that the world and all living beings could accept.

Weng Mian firmly believed that this was also his duty.

"But what exactly is wrong..."

He muttered to himself as if to himself.

Why do I still feel some uncertainty about my plans?

Weng frowned deeply.

"That's because you may have overlooked a key figure!"

Suddenly, a cheerful voice rang out, and from the pitch-black interior of the city, a blinding light emerged, vaguely forming a square "door".

"who is it?"

The appearance of the portal made Weng Mian realize that someone had used teleportation magic.

The child dressed as a white-haired boy gave a low shout, and suddenly two glowing gems floated out from his left and right sides. One of the gems was black, and countless points of light flickered within the spherical gem. One could vaguely see a petite little girl, and the other could also see a slender female figure.

The black jade shone brightly, with countless tiny, diamond-like barriers, each spindle-shaped, radiating a diamond-like luster.

This was the power of Kurohime Mitsurugi, "Dust Ground Mother-of-Pearl Ornament Vajra Dust Sand Realm." In that instant, countless tiny Vajra Barriers moved, unleashing a devastating storm.

The Vajra Barrier is the barrier that Mikaku Kurohimeyama is proud of. Its characteristic is simply solidity, just like the meaning of the word Vajra, which means "indestructible".

Kurohime Mikaku's most powerful move is "Dust Ground Mother-of-Pearl Ornament Vajra Dust Sand World," which can be said to be the strongest offensive barrier technique she created.

Without exception, all barrier techniques in the world are primarily for defense. Even the Curse Reversal Barrier is not for offense, but for defense.

As for the "Sword-Armored Guardian Child," whose interference with the spell-reversal barrier and the ability to decompose matter were maximized, resulting in destructive power, this was a rather outrageous act.

Normally, no one would use barrier magic like this.

However, the ultimate move developed by Kurohime Mikaku is different. She intentionally changed the characteristics of barrier techniques, creating a method that transforms the defensive features of barriers into offensive features.

Kurohime Mikaku did not pursue a "larger" or "wider" wide-area barrier. Instead, she chose to compress the Vajra Barrier and expand the barrier technique, making it possible to create a greater number of small and micro barriers.

Each spindle-sized barrier is as fine as a speck of dust; however, this small size ensures the integrity and sturdiness of the barrier.

Tens of millions of tiny barriers, radiating brilliant light, were propelled by an invisible force in that instant, unleashing a tornado-like momentum. These indestructible tiny barriers moved rapidly through the air, transforming into moving bullets.

In that instant, the stone slabs on the ground, the stone lanterns, the withered trees, and the several artificial hills in the garden were all indiscriminately sheared away.

Anything with a physical form was sucked into the tornado, shredded, and broken down.

In that instant, the person who stepped out of the spatial gate was swept into the "Dust and Mother-of-Pearl Inlaid Vajra Dust and Sand Realm".

In theory, any substance or barrier would be pierced and shattered into pieces in this tornado world composed of tens of millions of Vajra barriers.

"Wow... what an extravagant welcome ceremony!"

It was a short, stout figure.

"Wengmian, isn't your way of greeting an old friend a little too intense?"

For some unknown reason, the terrifying storm stirred up by the "Dust and Mother-of-Pearl Ornament Vajra Dust and Sand Realm" vanished without a trace the moment it approached the fat figure. Everything was instantly drawn away by some invisible force, and gradually calmed down.

"……It's you."

Weng Mian also recognized the other party.

"'Cloth Bag Master'?"

"That's right, we're old friends, can you please stop attacking this humble monk?"

The fat man, dressed in a thick and magnificent monk's robe, laughed. He held a staff in one hand and prayer beads in the other.

“No… I still prefer another way of saying it. After all, we are not just old friends. To be precise, we should say that we are ‘our former comrades’ and the former Daheitian of the Bafu Society’s Zhoufu lineage.”

Weng gave a cold snort.

He did not deny this claim.

However, this is also true... Ong Myeon once served as a core member of the Eight Blessings Society, namely Daikokuten, one of the eight Blessing Gods, and the leader of the Cursed Blessings lineage.

Of course, this matter is long in the past, because Ong Mian later left the Eight Blessings Association on his own, and the position of the Great Black Heaven who bestows blessings was taken over by another successor.

"Budai Zun, what brings you here?"

Weng asked bluntly, "One of the rules of the Eight Blessings Society seems to be that those who desert their posts will be relentlessly hunted down. I left without saying goodbye. You're not planning to come here to kill me, are you?"

"This humble monk doesn't have that kind of free time~ Old Man's face."

The Laughing Buddha said with a smile, "This humble monk, the Laughing Buddha, came here to remind you of the biggest oversight in your plan..."

(End of this chapter)