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"The group immediately left the Dragon Prayer Altar and arrived at Suiyuan. After finding the general and informing him of the entire situation, the general's expression became unusually serious."

"Sui Yang, trying to manipulate people under the guise of swordsmanship? If he could teach according to each student's aptitude, that would be fine. Unfortunately, this monster is too competitive, making it a real challenge for Yan Qing."

"Before leaving, the general inquired further about Rongju. Fuyan explained that he was Liaoyuan's brave warrior and the most combative of the Fragments. But he also wondered, 'Who is this swordsman named Yanqing?'"

"My disciple," Jing Yuan replied calmly.

Fuyan suddenly laughed grimly with excitement. "Hehehe, no wonder I smell a hint of sadness in you. Oh—I see. To save his helpless disciple, Master had to personally fight in the battle? I really envy Rongju."

"You only know the taste of sorrow, but not the meaning of sadness. Your disciple, obsessed with victory and defeat, chose a shortcut to improve his swordsmanship. This is my dereliction of duty as a master, and it's the source of my sorrow."

Fu Yan said coldly, "I advise you not to pretend to be relaxed here. The Rong Torch is extremely murderous. Once you are enslaved by it, it will not recognize any relatives, let alone your master."

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A certain scientific railgun.

"That kind of plot won't really happen, will it?" Misaka Mikoto's voice suddenly lowered, a hint of uneasiness flashing in her amber eyes. "Master and disciple killing each other... This kind of thing has already happened to Jing Yuan once, right? Last time, he attacked his own master, and this time he attacks his disciple... Don't let this happen!"

"Calm down, Misaka." Touma stared into the girl's eyes. "Unless Yanqing kills Suchang, the situation can still be salvaged. To be honest, Yanqing didn't cause any damage during this possession."

Misaka's shoulders stiffened noticeably. "But I'm still very concerned. What if Suchang can't stop him, and Suiyang completely takes over Yanqing's body and mind, manipulating him to go to the Yunqi camp and kill people..."

Touma turned the teacup on the table thoughtfully. "...I say, I've noticed since a while ago. Could it be that you're transferring Suiyou's possession into Shokuhou's ability? While both have the effect of influencing people's minds, the difference is still obvious."

"Who, who would think of that woman?" Her voice unconsciously rose an octave, drawing the attention of several guests at nearby tables. Realizing her loss of composure, she immediately lowered her voice. "It's just that seeing this scene of being manipulated and possessed, I can't help but think of her abilities."

"Well, Suiyou is a conscious fire spirit. His control is very precise, but the possessed person doesn't lose their sense of self and can still resist Suiyou. But Shokuhou's control... is a complete puppet. While not as precise as Suiyou's, he can manipulate a large number of people."

"If the General saves Yanqing, I'm afraid it will be like Qingque saving Fuxuan last time, causing his self-awareness to waver and lead to resistance. If it really comes to the point where the General needs to take action..." Kamijou Touma smiled helplessly, "Then Yanqing can only hope for the best."

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"When they arrived at the Dragon Prayer Altar and saw Su Shang standing in confrontation with Yan Qing, they all breathed a sigh of relief."

"The Divine Strategy Palace's brave guards...are nothing special...I thought I'd be defeated the moment you drew your sword." Su Chang panted, using the Xuanyuan Sword to prop herself up. "I didn't expect...I didn't expect I could hold on until now. I...I'm not as weak as I thought."

"The lingering voice of the molten torch was filled with disappointment: "Young man, you hesitated. You have been hesitating all the time."

"You've taken so long to defeat a swordsman so vastly superior in strength. As a swordsman, don't you have any self-respect? Are you going to suffer a repetition of the disastrous defeat you suffered at the Dragon Prayer Altar?"

“It’s time to act. Only blood can wash away the shame etched on the sword…”

"Yan Qing's face froze, and he stopped breathing. His hand holding the sword trembled slightly, a feeling he had never experienced before when fighting against Ren and Dan Heng. He gripped the hilt tightly, swallowed, and said, "I..."

"He won't do it." A lazy voice came from behind Su Shang.

"Seeing the Master appear, Yan Qing's momentum was immediately reduced by half: "General..."

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Blade teeth.

Seeing Jing Yuan appear, a faint smile appeared on Huashan Xun's lips. At the same time, it seemed that Lie Haiwang breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body almost relaxed immediately.

Of all the people, only Tokugawa was somewhat disappointed. Given Jingyuan's personality, it was unlikely he would lay hands on his own disciples—of course, it would be quite interesting if he was willing to personally teach his disciples a lesson. He had yet to witness a formal competition between Yanqing and Jingyuan.

He has experienced enough boring battles with Su Chang. He wants to see a river of blood!

"Little brother Yanqing is still afraid of his master." Miyamoto Musashi chuckled, "I just wonder if he has the courage to draw his sword against his master? If he can draw his sword, including Jing Yuan...he has already lost to three of the Five Heroes of Yunshang here."

"Miyamoto, do you have so little confidence in Yanqing?" Guo Haihuang shook his head calmly. He took off his sunglasses, revealing a pair of eyes as dark as ink, which made it impossible to tell his emotions. "After experiencing the incident on the Immortal Boat, little brother Yanqing has been reborn. Coupled with the personal guidance of Master Jingliu, he has learned a lot. In the field of swordsmanship, Yanqing may not be defeated miserably."

"Haha, Guo Haihuang, you're not getting senile, are you?" Hanma Yongjiro grinned. "His Divine Lord is a sharp edge that even his master Jingliu has to avoid. With Yanqing's current skills, it's probably not easy for him to survive, is it?"

"Of course, if Jing Yuan used the Divine Lord's words, that would be another matter. However, the Divine Lord would only use force against those who were detrimental to the Immortal Boat. Would he really use the power bestowed by the Patrolling Star God against a disciple who had not yet lost his conscience?"

Chapter 251: A Dream in the Garden (Twenty)

Rongju's voice finally grew excited. "Young man, your swordsman has arrived. Under his guidance, you've never failed, but you recently suffered your first major setback. Your confidence in swordsmanship is shattered."

Like a demonic temptation, Sui Yang's voice was like a hammer, constantly destroying Yan Qing's psychological defenses: "You are worried that the general will be disappointed in you. You are worried that you can't become the person the general wants you to be."

"Come on, show him the moves I taught you. He'll be delighted to see your progress. Tell him you'll win victory for Xianzhou with your next strike!"

"Yanqing won't draw his sword just to prove something to me. I have faith in him," Jing Yuan said calmly. "This faith isn't about believing he'll ultimately win... but rather, I believe he'll one day break free from the stalemate and realize the true reason he wields his sword—whether it's for pleasure, to save lives, or to kill the enemy..."

"He must find this reason himself; no one can teach him. Now is the time for him to take that step."

"The general's words immediately made Yan Qing's eyes clearer: "General, I..."

"'Break free from victory or defeat?'" Rongju sneered disdainfully. "That's just an excuse to comfort the dead and the losers! Think of your crushing defeat at the Dragon Prayer Altar! Think of the feeling of teetering on the brink of death."

"If the Star Core Hunter's sword had pierced your body then, you wouldn't even have the chance to stand here and ponder the meaning of victory or defeat."

"Melting Torch barked, almost in a commanding tone, 'Now is the time for you to break free from your own limitations and shatter all your bonds. Strike back at your teacher—at the general who is trying to trap you... with your sword!'"

Yan Qing walked up to Jing Yuan and hesitantly said, "General... please allow me... to demonstrate my swordsmanship. I challenge you..."

"Jing Yuan didn't answer, but just looked at him quietly, smiling gently."

Yan Qing was stunned. He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again as if he had made up his mind. He turned and looked up at the sword formation, pointing the tip of his sword directly at the thousands of sword beams also floating in the sky: "...Teacher Rongju, I hereby challenge this sword formation, and you!"

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Teyvat, rice wife.

As dusk gradually fell, the outline of the castle tower appeared particularly solemn in the sunset glow, but what was even more eye-catching was the battle that was about to unfold in the sky.

"Huh... Fortunately, General Jing Yuan took action."

In a tea room, Thomas was kneeling beside him. Seeing the always calm and gentle smile on his face, Thomas breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense body relaxed after a long time.

"What a reassuring general!" Linghua sighed softly, watching the steam rising from the teacup. "Despite possessing overwhelming power, he chooses to resolve problems with the gentlest means, and always achieves the best results."

Thomas refilled her teacup with hot water, the sound of water gurgling like a stream. "Indeed, this General Jing Yuan reminds me of Lord Ayato. They both seem casual but are actually very thoughtful."

"Brother, huh..." Linghua's lips curled up slightly as she unfolded her folding fan, partially concealing her face. "Indeed, brother, like the general, is more adept at maneuvering with wits and strategies, but General Jingyuan's martial arts are also first-rate across the entire immortal ship."

"Indeed, the general didn't blindly trust Yan Qing. He had absolute confidence in his own judgment and abilities. Even if the worst happened, he would be able to control the situation, just like right now—"

Before Thomas finished speaking, he saw a faint flame begin to emerge from the sword formation in the sky, and eventually transformed into a body exactly like Yan Qing.

"Miss, they're going to fight!"

"Ah... Thomas! Camera...! Hurry..." Linghua was rarely flustered. This time when she went out, she also planned to find a secluded place to record Yanqing's sword moves. The Inazuma Kamisato-ryu's sword techniques were all passed down, but the moves had not changed after thousands of years. She and her brother also wanted to take this opportunity to borrow the sword techniques from a foreign land and improve them.

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"You've truly wasted my efforts, little one. Your achievements are limitless. Unfortunately, you have too many unnecessary thoughts."

"Rong Ju showed up because, during his time possessing Yan Qing, he had become familiar with his moves. He was confident that he could teach him a final lesson using Yan Qing's image and moves."

"Rongju specializes in ruthless swordplay, confident his moves are far more powerful than Yanqing's. However, under the general's guidance of 'Hide Your Form and Conceal Your Intentions,' Yanqing engaged Rongju with agility, ultimately defeating him by a single stroke."

"Being defeated by such a junior, Rong Ju's heart was shattered, and he willingly let Huo Huo take him into his gourd."

Yan Qing finally regained consciousness, looked at the general, and scratched his head sheepishly, "General..."

Jing Yuan quickly interrupted, "I'm old, please be kind and stop saying such sentimental things."

"Things finally settled smoothly. After bidding farewell to the master and disciple, everyone began searching for their next target. However, as they were reviewing the situation, Huo Huo began to doubt herself again. After all, without her tail, she was just an ordinary person in the Ten Kings Division. She didn't know how long she could hold out."

"She's been searching for clues to the tail, but after so long she's found nothing, and she's starting to get anxious."

"After a busy day, Su Chang was tired, so everyone dispersed and went back to rest. But early the next morning, a message from Xiao Guizi suddenly woke Xing up from her daze."

"Oh no! Huo Huo is missing!"

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Is it wrong to seek encounters in a dungeon?

"Huh? Missing? Huo Huo?" Hestia's eyes widened. "Is Sui Yang still possessing her?! Could it be... news that she has a tail?"

"My Lord God, it's not necessarily the tail." Bell held his chin in his hand and thought, "It's also possible that a Sui Yang noticed the sadness in Huo Huo and wanted to feed on it, so he possessed her. After all, without the tail, Huo Huo would have no Sui Yang to possess, which would give other Sui Yang a chance..."

"Then is there a possibility that the tail itself sought out Huo Huo?" Hestia spread her hands. "After all, Sui Yang is immortal, so the tail definitely hasn't dissipated. Maybe it's rested enough and sought out Huo Huo on its own initiative?"

"That wouldn't mean she didn't even reply to a single message, right?" Bell lowered his head in thought. "I remember you can't send messages from Suiyuan... Huo Huo didn't reply to their messages, which means she's either in Suiyang's illusion or in Suiyuan."

Chapter 252: A Dream in the Garden (Twenty-one)

"The three of them anxiously approached Jackdaw. After explaining their purpose, a gloom fell over Jackdaw's usually expressionless face."

"Aimlessly searching is definitely not going to work. We decided to look for Fuyan first."

"Faced with everyone's questioning, Fuyan openly admitted that Huo Huo had indeed come to him to inquire about the tail. He used the same tactic to lure Huo Huo to Liuyun Ferry with the information about the tail, but there was no tail there. Only the other Sui Yangs were waiting for Huo Huo to come."

"You must have faith in your friends! Perhaps Huo Huo is safe and sound. Perhaps she has subdued Sui Yang with her own strength? Perhaps if you rush to Liuyun Ferry now, you can still find her?"

"Fuyan grinned sinisterly. Although it looked like it deserved a beating, now was not the time to deal with it. Xing and the others rushed to Liuyun Ferry without stopping. Sure enough, they found Huo Huo lying on the ground at the ferry."

"Huo Huo doesn't look like she's fainted, but she's unresponsive. Jackdaw deduces that Sui Yang must have hijacked her consciousness, just like Bai Lu, Fu Xuan, and the others."

"Jack Crow intends to bring Huo Huo back to the Ten Kings Division. They have their own methods to catch this Sui Yang."

But Gui Naifen was extremely anxious and asked, "Ms. Jackdaw, please tell me honestly, does the Ten Kings have any solution?"

“…”

After some thought, Jackdaw slowly pulled out a Moon-Watching Gourd from behind his back and said, "Let the other Suiyang help us exorcise the demon and drive out the one who's taken over Huo Huo's mind."

"But...how could there be a Suiyang willing to help humans?" Gui Naifen suddenly realized, her eyes widening. "Wait—what does Miss Jackdaw mean?"

"The tail slowly emerged from the pot."

"The tail... is actually stored here."

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Nezha: The Devil Child Conquers the Dragon King.

Nezha kicked over the stone table beside him, his red eyes staring at the sky, his teeth chattering.

"Those guys from the Ten Kings Division clearly knew where the tail was, but they chose to play dumb! They made Huo Huo fall for that bastard Fu Yan's tricks!"

Ao Bing stood quietly to the side, flicking his sleeves gently. A stream of clear water condensed into a column of water, stabilizing the table that was about to fall. He looked up at the sky and shook his head gently. "Nezha, Miss Jackdaw, as the Judge of the Ten Kings, must be cautious in her actions."

"Consideration?!" Nezha sneered. "What's the point of farting? Consideration just said nothing, and then watched Huo Huo frantically searching for him like an ant on a hot pan? Was he possessed by another Sui Yang?!"

"Huo Huo wasn't confident before, always believing she joined the Ten Kings Division because of her tail. But the tail's disappearance this time is both a test and an opportunity to boost her confidence." Ao Bing looked up at the sky, his voice as soft as the wind across the cold pond, "Opportunities like this don't come around often. Perhaps Huo Huo will only have this one in her lifetime."

"And... Nezha, you have to trust the methods of the Ten Kings." Ao Bing said softly, "Even if you don't want to trust the Ten Kings, you have to trust Wei Ba and the friendship they have cultivated over the years."

"Do you think Tail is the kind of Sui Yang who would obediently give up Huo Huo to other Sui Yang?"

“…Your words are so confusing.”

"Really?" Ao Bing smiled softly, "I'm glad you understand."

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"Wha...what?!" Gui Naifen's voice unconsciously rose a few degrees.

"Little girl, don't be so surprised." Tails still had that indifferent smile on his face.

"What's all the fuss?! Huo Huo has been completely devastated looking for you, and now another bad guy has taken advantage of the situation!" Su Chang looked at Wei Ba with a reproachful look on her face."

"You flaming ball! What the hell is going on?" Gui Naifen, still in shock, looked at Jackdaw with a bewildered expression, "Could it be that, Miss Jackdaw, you've known this all along?"

"Jackdaw explained that all free-ranging Suiyangs must be sealed. This is not only a regulation, but also Tail's own request."

"Tails recalled what happened that night and felt his consciousness was about to fall apart, as if seeing his past like a revolving lantern. He had thought that after escaping, he would change his body and live freely, but--"

“It was lucky to have met me,” the jackdaw replied.

Tail rolled his eyes. "What bad luck I have, meeting this ghost girl..." Jackdaw's gaze dropped, and he immediately changed his tone. "I meant the Judge!"

"When Wei Ba was around, Huo Huo was full of disdain, complaining about how much she hated her life back then. At this point, Wei Ba chuckled with schadenfreude: "Hehe, if you don't cherish a powerful superior like me, you'll cry and regret when you lose me. I just want to hear her cry. So, in a fit of rage, I had this female ghost... the Judge, put me in the gourd."

"Jackdaw gave Tail a chance to recover. He didn't have to return to the gourd, but to Huo Huo. But the prerequisite was to drive out the creature inside Huo Huo."

"I say, we're old colleagues now, so leave it to me!"

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Konosuba: God's blessing on this wonderful world.

In the tavern, Aqua suddenly leaped down from a barrel, her long blue hair arcing through the air. She pointed her right finger at the light curtain in the sky and let out a strange monkey-like cry.

"Oh, I get it!" Aqua curled her lips into a small circle, with an expression of sudden enlightenment: "Isn't this how Kazuma treats this goddess?"

Kazuma slumped on the bench like a salted fish. Hearing this, he simply raised one eyelid lazily. “Huh? What are you talking about in your sleep, a useless goddess who’s not even a mascot?”