Tokyo Gods Only Want Beautiful Priestesses

The relief from her brow made Su Woai secretly feel that all the preparations she had made over the past sixteen years were well worth it.

"Actually, it's nothing, it's just..."

Jingu poured out his troubles in detail, about the matter of Naiju no Kami, as well as his own thoughts and Naiju no Seiko's decision.

Su Woai listened patiently without showing any displeasure, simply listening quietly.

"So, do you think love is necessary?"

After finishing his explanation, the shrine maiden asked him a question, looking troubled.

"What does Lord Jingu mean?" Suga Ai smiled gently, her smile filled with indescribable tenderness.

“What Nagai Seiko longs for is freedom, to be unbound by anything. But if I were to save her, whether it's turning her into my priestess or preventing her from pulling out the keystone, it would be a form of bondage for her.”

"But the price of this freedom is death. She will gain temporary freedom, and then die freely. Perhaps that is what she is looking for."

"What I'm about to do is like holding a bird in the palm of my hand. She might become even more haggard and unhappy. Isn't that another kind of cruelty?"

Jingu said with a hint of helplessness that his relationship with Naju Seiko was rather strange. It wasn't deep enough for him to have the right to interfere in this matter, nor could he ignore Naju Seiko's own thoughts like a stranger.

"No, what you mean by love is, does Lord Jingu think it's necessary?"

"Ok?"

The shrine was somewhat puzzled.

"What Narihiko thinks, whether this bird will die of depression, these are not things Ai considers. Ai only asks Lord Jingu if he wants to do it."

The girl's eyes were gentle and tender as she lightly stroked the shrine's forehead with her fingertips.

"Just do whatever makes you happy, why worry so much? If you don't do it, Lord Jingu will definitely regret it, so you might as well give it a try. After all, isn't Lord Jingu always known for his reckless and willful behavior?"

"Should we be so concerned about her thoughts at a time like this? Even if she likes or doesn't like him, Lord Jingu shouldn't hesitate to let her go because of that."

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Chapter 49 Heaven and Earth

The weather isn't very good today.

The continuous pile of dark clouds blocked out the sun, but the temperature did not drop, and the air was filled with a stuffy and humid atmosphere.

Inside the shrine where the sacred stone is enshrined, dozens of priests and shrine maidens lined up in two rows, waiting respectfully.

The Holy Son sat quietly beneath the shrine, but his heart was no longer at peace as usual. He simply held back, waiting for the appointed time to come.

Sounds gradually came from outside the temple. The priestesses began to dance the Kagura dance for the sacrifice, followed by the priests performing Kagura and offering sword dances.

The story of Kashima Myojin and Katori Myojin descending from the sky to drive a stone into the ground is reenacted, with the sound of drums and music filling the air, while Naju Seiko can only wait quietly.

The humid and sweltering weather caused her skin to be covered in a thin layer of sweat. Her already thin dress clung to her body, and the more anxious she became, the longer the drumming and music outside seemed to go.

Finally, everything quieted down. The high priest began chanting prayers outside, his loud voice penetrating the temple. The Holy Stone seemed to sense this as well, and the Holy Son of the Name stood up, gripping the Holy Stone tightly in both hands.

There was no need for so many elaborate formalities; she and the stone were already inseparable, and with just a little force, she could easily pull it up.

The tremor came!

As the rock was pulled up, the giant catfish deep underground could no longer contain itself. Its immense power, enough to overturn rivers and seas, began to emerge, and the ground began to shake slightly.

The priests and priestesses bowed down in unison, chanting ancient hymns, while the holy son of the temple emerged, holding a slender stone, and looked up at the world.

She experienced a feeling she had never had before. A continuous stream of divine power and faith flowed into her body through the stone in her hand. But more than the feeling of being filled with power, she was concerned about other things.

Since the stone had been removed, she no longer needed to stay there; the priests and witches would take care of the rest.

The stone that had been pulled out did not need to be reinserted. The stone in her hand was merely a replica that carried faith, not the real one that had pinned down the giant catfish.

She can now do whatever she wants; she is no longer the guardian of the city, no longer the holy child of the city. She and the stone in her hand are now free.

But at this moment, she was lost, like a willow catkin floating in the air, not knowing where to go after losing the wind. The feeling that she had always wanted to express seemed to have vanished without a trace.

Just as she stood there, unsure of what to do, the high priest suddenly looked doubtful and said with surprise and uncertainty:

"Holy Son, why have the earthquakes remained at such a minor level? Hasn't the stone already been pulled out?"

Nagai Seiko paused for a moment before realizing that after pulling out the keystone, the anticipated major earthquake had not yet occurred; instead, there were only intermittent, subtle tremors.

Close your eyes and feel the depths of the earth. Although the giant catfish has temporarily escaped the town of Yaoshi, there is a force stronger than the giant catfish and more domineering than Yaoshi that is pressing down on it.

The natural power of the earth dragon turning over was suppressed by this force, and the Holy Son could even hear the roar of the ethereal catfish deep underground.

Without a second thought, the Holy Son knew who the other party was. That power brazenly displayed itself, oppressing the earth, and carelessly revealing its actions and location.

"Really,"

"I already said I didn't need it, but you still keep causing me trouble." Mingju Shengzi murmured to herself. Since she was in charge of this matter, she should naturally handle it.

In the end, it all wastes her time, which is really annoying.

After roughly determining the direction, the Holy Son of Naju sprang up like a cannonball and flew towards the location of the Divine Palace.

Mount Takao, a popular tourist destination near Tokyo, is temporarily closed today.

Iizuna Maru, whose territory had been forcibly taken over, dared not speak out in anger and could only stand to the side with Tamamo-no-Mae and Soga Ai, watching the shrine.

Dark clouds that had shrouded the entire city of Tokyo emerged from the summit of Mount Takao, and the shrine beneath the furious thunder of these clouds revealed its true form.

The sky-blue vertical pupils filled the eyes, the rapidly growing long hair was loose, the fingertips were sharper, and two small horns grew on the forehead, like coral and jade, with the texture of tender buds and tree branches.

Although dragon and snake worship is extremely rare in Yingzhou, the answer is now obvious. The only remaining question is where the shrine came from.

Violent lightning and fire continued to fall, and the sky ravaged the earth with its fury, just as people in ancient times had seen.

With the shrine's keen eyesight, a figure could be seen approaching from the sky from afar before crashing heavily to the ground.

As the smoke cleared, Mingju Shengzi rubbed her head and stood up. The power of the stone was so great that she could hardly control her body.

"I really don't know what you're doing. It doesn't seem like you're trying to save me; are you just venting your frustrations?"

Nagai Seiko raised the keystone and pointed it at the shrine; the slender keystone in her hand was like a long sword.

"Stop it now, what's the point of doing this?"

"Then just consider it me venting. Besides, this will motivate you to come find me, won't it?"

The shrine smiled and extended its hand, while the thunderstorm intensified.

Nagai Seiko paused for a moment, then smiled helplessly: "What is this? You want me to hate you just because you can't have me? That's a bit too twisted."

"Say whatever you want. If you don't know what to do, then why not try defeating me and fulfilling your duty?"

"This is the day I've been pursuing my whole life. I'm very angry that you've wasted it like this."

What rises is an invisible aura of calamity. In the dark clouds, starlight twinkles, which is the Tai Sui, also known as the deification of Jupiter.

The power of Naiju-no-kami originates from people's fear and belief in earthquakes. A Naiju-no-kami possesses the key stone that controls the earthquake switch and the giant catfish that triggers earthquakes, or the "earth dragon." Only when these three are combined can a Naiju-no-kami be considered complete.

In the beliefs of Yingzhou, Tai Sui is also associated with underground disasters, which is why the giant catfish was born. At this moment, the Holy Son is also entangled with this power.

An unavoidable restlessness arose within me; anger and a sense of emptiness and confusion vanished, leaving only a burning excitement.

"coming!"

Accompanied by the girl's shout, Yaoshi swung like a sword cleaving the earth, and the Holy Son of Mingju stepped into the thunderstorm, using his body to withstand the relentless raging lightning.

As the thunderbolt struck, the Holy Son of Mingju neither dodged nor dodged, nor did she use the stone in her hand to block it, letting the thunderbolt fall on her.

The girl's skin came into contact with the raging lightning, and almost instantly her skin was torn open, half of her body was charred, and you could even smell the burning protein.

Is he seeking death? As the divine palace was taken aback, the lightning bolt that was originally heading towards the opponent changed direction in mid-air.

Despite his half-charred body, the Holy Son of the Named Residence remained agile, wielding the Keystone and slashing towards the Divine Palace with each touch of his toes to the ground.

Chapter 50 Its power shook the earth.

The shrine maiden does not know martial arts, has never been trained, and so far there are no martial arts-related rewards in the system.

The Holy Son of Mingju has cultivated himself since childhood, and everything from etiquette and manners to swordsmanship is of the highest standard. He can choose from masters of all schools of thought, so this sudden attack seems to have no way to avoid it.

But when the Holy Son of the Namei, who had stretched his spirit to the limit and focused intently on unleashing this sword strike, found that the eyes of the Divine Palace were firmly locked on him.

Failed!

Even with a technical advantage, it couldn't overcome a pure, fundamental superiority; Jingu's strength, speed, and reflexes far surpassed Jingu's.

A dull thud rang out as the stone collided with a black iron rod. Despite its immense power, the stone failed to gain any advantage.

Shen Gong held the Sea-Stabilizing Divine Treasure in one hand, which, at his will, transformed into a short stick two feet long and two fingers wide, like an iron whip.

The shrine maiden doesn't know how to wield a staff. If she tries to use it like the Great Sage, she might accidentally hit herself on the head. But with a staff of this size, she can easily swing it without any problem.

Moreover, the shrine seems to have discovered multiple uses for this treasure. It can be large or small, long or short, meaning it can change its shape and material composition at will. Naturally, it can also be soft or hard, and can be more or less.

Merely imitating the usage of predecessors with a narrow mindset is a poor choice.

"Huh?" Jingu looked at the Holy Son of Naju in surprise.

The charred remains fell off inch by inch, and granulation tissue grew rapidly, squeezing out the charred parts and quickly restoring the girl's fair skin. However, the clothes burned by the lightning could not be repaired.

"What's going on with you?"

Even with the power of the Stone God and the calamity of Tai Sui, the body of the Holy Son should still be that of a real human being. How could he have such a strange regenerative ability?

"Why ask so many questions? Let's try again!"

Never before in his life had he had such an experience. Learning was just a habit, but only today, when he truly put it into practice, did Nagai Seiko feel the joy of swordsmanship and martial arts.

Having never fought with anyone before, and never strived for anything like this before, Nagai Seiko felt as if a fire was burning in her heart, her blood was rushing to her head, and the unprecedented excitement and thrill made her heart pound.

She even mistook this for the feeling of love, just like in the book, with her heart racing and her blood flowing faster.

But she knew it wasn't like that, because her body's instincts drove her not to reach out for a kiss, but to swing her sword even faster! To kill the boy before her!

No longer needing to think, all the martial arts he had ever learned—Itto-ryu, Shinto-ryu, Kage-ryu…—had all the sword techniques he had learned merged into the simplest slashing and thrusting strikes.

It was clearly a long stone, but in the hands of the Holy Son, it was like a peerless sword, as steady as a mountain, yet as swift as the wind. Every swing of it drew upon the tremors deep within the earth's veins.

But the shrine was far, far faster than her. Even though it required suppressing the earthquakes to prevent each tremor from causing a large-scale earthquake, and even though the technique was as simple as a child wielding a sword, the Holy Son of the Shrine could not be harmed in the slightest.

The high-frequency collision sounds continued, each impact causing the earth to tremble. The divine palace seemed to be handling the situation with ease, but the holy child was ultimately just a human, even with divine power maintaining order.

Such high-speed combat cannot be sustained for long.