Dragon Clan: I'm too lazy to talk to you, you're not worthy to listen!

Genji Heavy Industries.

The building's corridors were filled with the sound of hurried footsteps, a cacophony of high heels and leather shoes clicking on the floor.

After finishing his speech, Ye Jingchen sat back down in his seat and quietly watched the heads of the Snake Clan.

Inuyama He still looked gloomy, believing that the battle lines were stretched too thin and supplies were not keeping up.

Ryoma Genichiro and Miyamoto Shio, on the other hand, were much more composed. One was a shipbuilder and the other an arms dealer. They wouldn't hesitate to roll up their sleeves for such an opportunity to flex their muscles.

The other three family heads only need to consider logistics and supplies for war, but Sakurai Nanami has many more things to consider. She is in charge of commerce, and the vast majority of the funds of the Snake Clan pass through her hands. She needs to make every penny as reasonable as possible to avoid unnecessary losses.

“Ye Sang’s plan is very wise,” Yuan Zhisheng said, pulling up the striped collar of his white divine robe with both hands. He nodded, straightened up, and looked at the heads of the various families. “Since Ye Sang has said that there will be no problem with the Dragon Kingdom, then we only need to make preparations and coordinate with the Dragon Kingdom.”

His words were firm and resolute. He was now the backbone of the Snake-Headed Eight Families. All the family heads turned their gazes to Genji, then nodded in unison, uttering two words:

"Seconded."

Seeing that the members of the Snake Clan had all agreed, Ye Jingchen nodded slightly, stood up, turned to look at Yuan Zhinü, still feeling uncomfortable with her short hair, and said, "Let's go."

Yuan Zhinv pretended to tuck her legs in and asked, "Where are we going?"

"Why don't you come with me and you'll find out?" Ye Jingchen said.

The two walked out of the conference room together.

Yuan Zhisheng watched his younger brother walk out of the conference room with Ye Jingchen, feeling a pang of sadness.

He could have walked away together before, donning a long black trench coat, carrying the Spider Cutter and the Doji Cutter, and stepping out the door without hesitation, displaying the resolute determination of a demon slayer who never looks back.

Now he's no longer capable. The position of head of the family is like a bamboo cage, binding him. The Snake-Headed Eight Families also need him to take charge.

It evokes a sense of helplessness, like the Emperor of Warhammer sitting on a golden toilet.

We walked onto the streets of bustling Tokyo and stopped in front of the izakaya we had just visited.

"Do you know?" Ye Jingchen asked, looking at the izakaya flag fluttering outside and the female owner in a kimono inside.

Yuan Zhinv stopped beside Ye Jingchen. "What do you know?"

"Japanese culture is like a murderer father who has a gentle and beautiful daughter." Ye Jingchen said, looking at a cup of matcha that was rarely seen on the table in the izakaya. Most people who come here order alcohol, so it is rare to see matcha.

“Foreigners don’t really feel much when they talk about Chinese culture. They just think that the technology is very advanced and the pace of life is very fast,” Ye Jingchen said, nodding. “But when they talk about Japanese culture, their eyes light up. Things like the Myojin Gate, the tea ceremony, the sword, the kimono… they feel that Japanese culture is more like the country described in Chinese books.”

Genji lowered her head sensitively. Unlike the ordinary people walking on the street, enveloped in a false world, Genji, as a hybrid, was able to see the true history.

"I apologize to my predecessors for the sins you committed. Although their higher-ups chose not to acknowledge and cover it up, it only made things worse," Genji said, unable to hide his shame. He was not a shameless person. "Again..."

"I'm not asking you to apologize or anything, nor do I intend to involve the grudges of the previous generation in the next," Ye Jingchen said calmly, leading Yuan Zhinu into a narrow alley.

Yuan Zhinv paused, somewhat unsure of Ye Jingchen's meaning, and scratched her head, "Then why did Ye Sang bring up this matter?"

“There are some histories that should not be forgotten.” As Ye Jingchen spoke, a red light flashed in his left eye, transforming into a black vortex that distorted space, sucking Yuan Zhinu and himself into the subspace of alchemy.

Gao Tianyuan.

The black vortex distorted space, and Ye Jingchen and Yuan Zhinu emerged from it.

The shimmering light overhead pierced through the seawater and shone down onto the ground in the Nibelungenli.

There wasn't a single Deadpool here; they were all wiped out.

"Something's not right," Ye Jingchen said.

Yuan Zhinü was visiting this legendary place for the first time and was looking around when she heard Ye Jingchen's words. She became alert and asked, "What's wrong? Are there powerful undead servants or corpse guardians around?"

Slightly crouching down, Ye Jingchen looked down at the white crystal that had sprung up from the ground and reached out to touch it.

“This kind of crystal didn’t originally exist here…” Ye Jingchen said, squeezing it with his hand. The white crystal was extremely hard, possibly even surpassing the hardness of diamond.

"Ye Jun, brother, I'm here."

Erii's ethereal and beautiful voice suddenly echoed throughout the entire Takamagahara.

Genjiro was completely dumbfounded. Even now, he hadn't found any trace of Erii, and could only hear her voice.

Ye Jingchen, who also couldn't sense Erii's position, had already considered the worst-case scenario: the White Monarch, if pushed to its limit, might suffer physical weakness but achieve spiritual ascension.

"Eri, is your body still there?" Ye Jingchen asked the empty Takamagahara.

"Yes, Mr. Ye, you two come from the passageway and enter the main room..."

Ye Jingchen quickly entered the passageway and moved towards the main room.

Genji followed closely behind, browsing the murals engraved by the eight ancient Serpent Clan members, a profound sense of history washing over her.

The images of little figures holding torches, giant dragons roaring to the sky, and Susanoo in the murals all came into view.

Suddenly stopping in her tracks, Yuan Zhinv noticed that Ye Jingchen had stopped in front of her. She was about to ask what was going on when she heard him.

Ye Jingchen raised his hand to stroke the white crystal wall, gazing at the dragon girl sealed within the crystal.

She had white divine markings on her forehead, silver-white dragon scales on her cheeks, dragon horns on her head, wings on her back, her hands clasped together, her head slightly bowed, and her lips slightly parted, like a devout nun in prayer.

"What... what's wrong with Erii?" Genji asked.

"Brother, I'm fine."

Genjiro looked at Erii in her dragon form, who remained motionless inside the crystal barrier. Although this scene was somewhat beyond his comprehension, how could he not know how lonely she was?

With his palm aimed at Erii's tightly closed eyes, attempting to penetrate the crystal barrier and touch Erii's face, Ye Jingchen asked, "Why did you enter this state?"

"Ye Jun, you know that I can only contend with Him in the realm of the spirit..."