This doesn’t quite align with the style of the Chinese clan on Japan Island, but there’s nothing to be done; who would dare challenge the strong?
This high-ponytail witch is the strongest on Japan Island, the Sword Saint, Tsukahara Isshin.
However, Tsukahara Isshin simply shook her head with so regret.
"Lord Fujiwara, I’m sorry. I arrived a step late as well and found nothing."
She answered like this.
In response, the Fujiwara witch was naturally not very satisfied, but even with her dissatisfaction, there was nothing she could do but turn her gaze to the others.
"Has anything unusual happened on Monster Mountain recently?"
She asked everyone present.
However, most of the witches had recently co out of retirent and had not concerned themselves with worldly matters for many years, so they were unaware of the situation.
But soon, a young onmyoji stood up.
This was a very handso witch with delicate features and a tall figure, possessing an androgynous beauty that was hard to distinguish, and her temperant was pure and tranquil, like the bright moon in the sky, exuding the grace and warmth of a gentleman.
"Today, it is supposed to be the day of the Hyakki Festival."
The onmyoji witch spoke.
"I see."
Upon hearing this, the other witches present realized it suddenly, and most of them showed nostalgic expressions; in their youth, they had mostly co to Monster Mountain to receive the teachings of the Hyakki Buddhist Dharma and had naturally participated in the Hyakki Festival.
It’s just that later, few people ca anymore.
But...
At the ntion of the Hyakki Festival, everyone turned their gaze toward Kujo Minren in the crowd.
They rarely attended the Hyakki Festival anymore, but this ancient Tengu witch still frequently participated and was once the master of Monster Mountain.
However, facing everyone’s gaze, Kujo Minren, who was already frowning, looked up and glanced sideways at everyone.
"Do you suspect ?"
Thunder flashed in her eyes, and though she made no move, the sky was already churning with clouds, and thunder rumbled.
Imdiately, those who had been looking at the ancient Tengu turned their gazes away.
Not soone to provoke, definitely not soone to provoke.
They had no choice but to look again at the young onmyoji.
"Seii, Abe Seii, the child of the white fox, isn’t it? I rember that’s your na; why don’t I see your teacher, Kamo Tadayuki?"
Lord Fujiwara looked at the young onmyoji for a long ti before rembering her na and asked this question.
"My Lord, it seems my teacher had sothing to handle tonight and left the bureau early; I don’t know where my teacher went."
Abe Seii also showed a hint of confusion, puzzled about why her teacher would be absent on such an occasion.
"Has the Yin Yang Bureau detected any disturbances from the Hyakki recently?"
Lord Fujiwara asked again.
The young onmyoji nodded this ti.
"Earlier today, the Hyakki descended the mountain; I have already ordered people to keep an eye on their movents in the shadows, ensuring they won’t cause chaos and harm the residents."
Abe Seii replied.
"What else?"
Lord Fujiwara was clearly uninterested in the whereabouts of ordinary Hyakki; she pursued further.
Her undisguised manner made the young onmyoji frown slightly, but Abe Seii endured a bit, thought carefully, and then answered.
"Apart from that, two unfamiliar witches have passed through the mountain earlier."
She recalled a small matter that her subordinates had reported earlier.
"Who were those two witches? What did they look like?"
Fujiwara pressed again, her face showing obvious urgency.
But this ti, the young onmyoji shook her head.
"Those two were exceptionally skilled; my shikigami dared not approach too closely."
"You....."
Lord Fujiwara’s face briefly flashed with anger, but with everyone present, she couldn’t erupt.
And just as everyone was at a stalemate, another group of people leisurely made their way up the mountain.
It was a team of shrine maidens wearing red and white witch outfits, led by none other than Miss Ghost Mask, Amaterasu Mikoto Setsuna.
"Everyone, please disperse; in the future, without permission, no one is allowed to step into Monster Mountain. This is a Divine Witch Decree."
The Little Shrine Maiden wore a stern expression, imitating her teacher’s deanor, but there was a tinge of coolness to it as she loudly declared.
"Isn’t the Great Divine Witch being a bit too domineering?"
Upon hearing this, the Chinese-clad witches seed quite displeased, and the leading Fujiwara even directly retorted sarcastically.
However, in response, the Little Shrine Maiden glanced at her and repeated.
"This is a Divine Witch Decree."
This ti, the face of the Fujiwara witch turned even uglier; she looked at everyone around, but saw that apart from the Chinese-clad witches around her, the Sword Saint, Tengu, and young onmyoji were already preparing to turn around and descend the mountain.
She had no choice but to suppress her anger and gritted her teeth, lowering her head.
"I will comply with the Divine Witch Decree."
Even though the Heaven’s Guard Pavilion prided itself as the rightful rule of Japan Island, the official acknowledged Lord of Japan Island remained Amaterasu Shrine, and with the Divine Witch Decree issued, as servants, they had no choice but to comply.
But, it was so unfair, clearly seeing the legends left by the Ancestors right in front of them, yet having to give it up like this; surely, these damned shrine maidens wanted to monopolize the benefits.
The Chinese-clad witches turned angrily and gloomily descended the mountain.
......
anwhile, at the Yae Residence.
Eye-shaped gaps opened again, spitting out a few people along with earth.
"What the heck is going on? Ugh...."
Unexpectedly pulled in for teleportation, with no defense, Dorothy felt horrible now, like a cat suddenly thrown into a washing machine, dizzy and spewing rainbows.
Even all the Inspirations in her mind scattered, but the headache from overthinking made her vomit even more.
Damn it, the food she scored for free before was almost wasted now.
"Aunt Miko, what are you trying to pull?"
The enraged Hobody Witch was also sowhat annoyed, looking at the culprit behind all this.
But at a turn of her head, she was stunned.
"Eh, what are you two dressed as?"
Seeing her aunt and teacher dressed in a familiar Grand Inquisitor’s Robe, Dorothy was filled with questions.
Seriously? You two are also Judges?
The Hobody Witch was shocked.
Moreover, Spider Teacher aside, Aunt Miko, why does your outfit look so familiar to ?
Looking at Yae Miko’s hooded robe, Dorothy blinked and then tentatively asked.
"Crafty Abnormality?"
At hearing this, Yae Miko’s body jolted, and she covered her face with her hand, irritated.
This, this is a rry Maker’s complete failure.
She initially thought of disguising more and revealing her identity at the end, just to enjoy her old classmates’ and dear niece’s surprised expressions.
Yet, plans couldn’t keep up with changes; just monts ago, racing against ti, she hadn’t had the chance to hide her identity properly; delaying by even a second ant she couldn’t tily pull Dorothy, this troublemaker, away in front of those old geezers.
"Yes, yes, it’s ."
No longer seeing major fun, feeling she had beco the joke, Yae Miko confessed in despair.
She then stared with her beautiful eyes at her troubling niece.
"So what happened earlier? How did you cause such a commotion? Go ahead and confess, are you the Descended Saint that the Immortal ancestors have been waiting for?"
Dorothy: "?????"
What on earth? What did I do? Didn’t I just casually ponder a few things and talk about basic knowledge? What disturbance? Also, a Saint? Wrong channel, we’re witches, not Immortals, where’s the Saint from?
The Hobody Witch was filled with questions, but when she turned and looked toward the distant Monster Mountain, seeing the vast purple Qi and Boundless Buddha Light that hadn’t dissipated yet, she widened her eyes again.
"Damn, what’s going on over there? Did so treasure erge? Why such a big noise?"
Dorothy asked in surprise.
Then she saw everyone around her turning their gaze to her, yet no one spoke.
Thus, the Hobody Witch hesitantly ca to a realization, then, with disbelief, pointed to herself.
"Uh, don’t tell I’m the one who caused that commotion?"
Oh god, that treasure couldn’t possibly be herself, right? She promised her Good Sister she wouldn’t cause trouble this ti.
Only, the looks from everyone around made the Hobody Witch increasingly guilty.
"Well, if I say I don’t know anything myself, do you believe ?"
Dorothy said quite innocently.
She was truly wronged.
But the frustrating part was even though she told the truth, no one believed her at all.
.... The Hobody Witch was in a state of rage and coldness ....
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