Inuyasha: A Different Kind of Dog General

"No wonder the Crow Tengu clan leader has grown so powerful that he dares to compete with Ling Yue for attention. It turns out that it's his brother Dou Ya who's backing him up."

Her tone rose slightly, with a hint of coquettishness, "But, what are those two young girls better than me in?~"

"Brother Douya, hurry up and tell me~"

Suddenly, two pairs of gazes were cast from high above. Without saying a word or making a single movement, Dou Ya's whole body froze.

Zi Yan, who was leaning over and urging him in his ear, seemed to have expected this and ran away quickly with a smile, leaving only a string of silver bell-like laughter echoing in the air.

Douya deeply despises this scumbag girl who flirts and then runs away - sooner or later he will make her understand what a defeated CG is!

When the two women in the sky looked at each other from a distance, the real atmosphere was not as tense as the people below imagined.

On the contrary, there is a sense of mutual understanding.

Ling Yue's impression of Ru Ya is not bad.

Despite my provocation, she still had the courage to dance with me, which made me admire her even more.

People with ability should show their talents. If they just keep obeying orders, they will only be humiliated.

Ru Ya, sensing the majestic aura of Ling Yue's demonic power, bowed and said, "As expected of His Highness Ling Yue. Fresh from a breakthrough, your strength has soared."

"It's just a legacy of bloodline."

Ling Yue, who has had a smooth journey, is not excited or proud of her own breakthrough.

Just like when you are hungry you need to eat and when you are thirsty you need to drink water, it is natural for her to become a high-level monster. At most, she is a little happy.

"Next we are heading to our tribe's territory. Chief Nuya can choose to follow us, or find a place to rest for a while."

Because of her carelessness, Ling Yue, whose home was stolen by Zi Yan, had no intention of having a deep conversation with Ru Ya. She stepped into the air and landed directly in front of Dou Ya.

Ru Ya, lost in thought, glanced at Dou Ya who was talking to Ling Yue, then returned to the Ya Tengu camp.

The Crow Tengu, who had thought a fight was about to break out, finally relaxed.

Including the three old crows, they all obeyed the orders of the patriarch obediently.

Chapter 51 Sacrifice Ceremony

As the desolate whimper of the Rhino Horn pierced through the mist, the returning Dog Clan troops were winding down the blood-stained mountain path.

The slight sound of armor rubbing against each other vibrated in the morning mist, and frost and dew condensed on the blood-stained mane.

The camel in the front was carrying the remains of the dead soldiers, and half of a broken leopard cat's arm was embedded in the rocks crushed by its hooves.

The white air exhaled from the mouths of the generals and soldiers condensed into icy mist, reflecting colorful light under the morning sun.

Twelve fang-shaped battle flags fluttered in the north wind, and the blood stains on the flags spread out layer by layer, like a large dark red mandala blooming on the black satin.

When the corner of the flag swept across the rock wall, a few pieces of condensed blood crystals fell.

The red maple trees on both sides of the mountain path were shaking off their fallen leaves. In the scarlet maple shadows, the dog demons who had learned of their first victory were pouring in from all corners of the dog tribe's territory.

Old dog demons stood tremblingly on both sides of the road, leaning on bone staffs, and wounded soldiers with torn fur leaned against tree roots with broken legs.

Even the cubs that had not yet transformed clung to their parents' backs and poked their heads out, their moist noses stained with melted morning frost.

Millions of pairs of vertical pupils reflected the morning sun, twinkling into a long river of stars in the dispersing mist.

When the first long howl pierced the morning mist, the whole mountain range trembled.

The old, hoarse and childish howls piled up layer by layer, startling the crow that was perched on the broken knife and was about to peck at the leopard cat's flesh.

On the last baggage cart of the corps, the old soldier commander suddenly covered his face with his hands - between his blood-soaked fingers, boiling liquid mixed with the undried blood was flowing down.

During the thirty years that he participated in the battle, the first flag of victory was finally planted on the scorched earth soaked with the blood of the dog tribe.

As the sun rose in the east and set in the west, and the second bright moon hung high in the sky, Dou Ya could already see the barrier disappearing and the city gates of his clan's territory wide open.

The Dog King stood in the front, the black iron forehead ornament hanging between his silver-white mane jingling.

Five hundred soldiers simultaneously struck their armor with the hilts of their swords, shaking the bronze wind chimes under the eaves and causing them to emit a shattering sound like stardust.

Behind them stood twelve giant bronze tripods, lit by the priests. The leaping green flames in the tripods were burning twisted cracks in the night sky.

"Fighting Soul——"

The sound seemed to be somewhat like that of the Chu dialect, and the moment it crashed into the city wall with frost and snow, twelve bronze tripods suddenly exploded with flames that shot up into the sky.

It was as if the bridge between life and death had been broken, and countless shadows emerged from the green flames.

Those transparent figures circled down along with the clear sound of the wind chimes and landed in the palms of their relatives as light as a feather.

Douya felt a cool touch brushing against the tip of his ear.

He turned his head and saw a familiar face - the Great Elder was touching his armor in spirit form.

Frost flowers condensed on the old man's fingertips, reflecting a galaxy-like halo in the moonlight.

"Stinky boy, my biggest regret is that I didn't see Ling Yue come through my door. You better cheer me up!"

Dou Ya, with slightly moist eyes, said nothing, but just opened his five fingers and tightly clasped the palm of the girl beside him, which made the Great Elder laugh heartily.

Next to the Great Elder, the figure of the Second Elder also slowly emerged.

He stared at the now majestic Douya and Lingyue, who had become a high-level monster, and just greeted them with a smile.

Zi Yan took two steps forward, put her hands on her hips and scolded the two of them.

The first elder, who had been cautious all his life, was so embarrassed that he quickly pulled the second elder to the side of the Dog King.

At the end of the road, a dark blue sky suddenly lit up with stars.

The elderly, the weak, women and children who stayed behind filed out holding soul lamps. When the first soul lamp touched the fighting spirit, the whole city suddenly burst into continuous blue fireworks.

In the shadow of the building, the mother knelt down holding the puppy.

The puppy in her arms was sticking out its pink tongue, licking the spirit floating in front of it in vain.

The priests danced ancient steps, sang ancient songs, and rang the bells in their hands to lead the lost fighting souls back home.

When the sky reaches its darkest, the first ray of sunlight is about to shine upon the earth.

Soul lamps filled the dog tribe's ancestral hall. The fire in the bronze tripod went out, and the fighting spirits returned to the underworld.

The Dog King said goodbye to the two old guys, turned around and looked at the gradually whitening sky in the east, and a look of boredom flashed in his sharp golden vertical pupils.

Deep in the clouds, which only the great demons could see, the scarlet compound eyes of the three-eyed hell spider were slowly closing, and the thread of cause and effect pulled by its eight legs was breaking inch by inch in the morning light.

Douya, feeling a little bit of something, followed the Dog King's gaze and could only see the blue sky and white clouds covered by the morning light.

After finding nothing, Douya turned his gaze back and found that his father-in-law was looking at him with surprise and joy.

The Dog King asked, "Did you see it too?"

Douya replied, "I didn't see anything, I just felt the gaze. At first I thought it was the gaze of the spirits."

The joy on the Dog King's face became even stronger. He turned to look at Ling Yue and asked the same question.

Ling Yue frowned slightly and shook her head.

A trace of regret flashed through the Dog King's mind, but he didn't take it to heart. Not seeing it was normal, and seeing it was a miracle.

After every war, the necessary sacrificial ceremony was over, and Dou Ya went to find the Dog King.

The sandalwood from the castle tower curled up in the bronze censer, and in the spacious and solemn hall, the father-in-law and son-in-law sat opposite each other.

The pretty girl brought the tea and sat down gracefully beside Douya under the Dog King's secretly unhappy gaze.

The Dog King took a sip of tea and looked at the boy and girl in front of him through the mist of the tea. The more he looked, the more he felt that the two were a perfect match.

But as a father, seeing his daughter being so close to others, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous, and said it indifferently.

"Tell me what you want to talk to me about, my Lord General."

Douya has long been accustomed to the Dog King's sarcastic attitude towards him. If it were him, he would probably raise his hand and use a Wind Wound, and if that was not enough, he would add a Blue Dragon Break.

He gathered his words and asked in confusion, "My king, since you can call back the soul of the great elder, why don't you resurrect them?"

This was Douya's first time participating in the festival.

Due to the dog tribe's unsystematic knowledge system, the description of the soul and the underworld is only a few words.

He never knew that the ritual's soul-calling power was so exaggerated.

Ling Yue's hand holding the teacup froze instantly, and she also looked at the Dog King -

The wife of the Dog King, that is, her mother, died in the cat-dog war, just like most of the dogs.

"Father, I want to know too."

Ling Yue's eyes were firm and fiery as she stared at the Dog King, as if she could find the shadow of her mother on his face.

Facing the two people's inquiring gazes, the Dog King put down the teacup, and the teacup touched the table, making a slight muffled sound.

He raised his head and looked deeply at the two young men in front of him who were already capable of standing on their own, his tone as solemn as water.

"You now have the ability to take on important responsibilities. It's time to talk to you about some things."

Chapter 52 Red Line

The Dog King's deep voice echoed in the empty hall, and the night pearl cast a mixture of light and dark on his gilded armor with animal patterns.

His bony palm suddenly tightened like a spasm, and the crescent-shaped scar between the palm lines glowed with a phosphorescent green light.

Decades ago, on the banks of the Sanzu River, when the Grim Reaper's scythe split his palm, thousands of undead souls created a huge wave in the Forgotten River.

"The underworld and Hell are not orchards where anyone can pluck the fruit. The reversal of life and death... is a red line that would shatter even gods and Buddhas!"

Having said that, the Dog King turned his gaze gently to Ling Yue, his eyes full of love and heartache, and his tone became increasingly low.

"That day, I took your mother's sword and sank into the underworld. With the might of a great demon, I saw Masako standing in the sea of ​​red spider lilies, still smiling beautifully."

The Dog King picked up the teacup, tilted his head back and drank the cold tea. He swallowed the second half of the sentence with his Adam's apple rolling - it was impossible for him to take Masako away with his current condition!

The true power of the underworld and hell is beyond the ability of the Dog King.

It was also at that time that he, who was so angry that he was red-eyed, met the monster sage and had a chance encounter with him.

"What happened next? How is mother now?"

Listening to his father telling secrets he had never heard before, Ling Yue's face showed a rare excitement, and he hurriedly asked.