Hyper-Dimensional Player-Chapter 429 - 49: Yuzaoqian

Duncan seems like one person, but in reality, he’s an army.

The first visit was harmonious, and as he left, Queen Himiko and Yama escorted him all the way to the Bird House.

"Both of them possess the Power of Faith."

"Queen Himiko is likely closely tied to Amaterasu of Fusang, but whether she’s a human incarnation is unclear."

"As for Yama, recently promoted as a god, came along with Buddhism."

As Duncan departed, the Slippery Ghost’s expression grew increasingly respectful, almost like a servant following him.

The Yellow Springs aren’t solely under Yama’s control.

Buddhism has only been in Fusang for a few hundred years, and the native Shintoism also has a realm of Yellow Springs. Yama just oversees a small portion of it. Normally, various beliefs manage their own territories; the Greek mythology’s underworld and the monotheistic hell are actually just a wall apart, existing on the same level attached to reality.

At this moment, Duncan turned to look at the Slippery Ghost beside him, pondering, "I heard that you’re quite familiar with the other yokai?"

The Slippery Ghost cautiously replied, "Not really familiar, just given a bit of face."

This guy is rather humble.

The Slippery Ghost is recognized as one of the yokai leaders, considered the foremost under the legendary level demons.

Duncan nodded and said, "Then call all the formidable yokai you know to Kyoto."

"For those unwilling to come, compile a list for me."

"Leave Nafu."

"Accompany me for a stroll around Kyoto."

Upon hearing Duncan’s words, the Slippery Ghost breathed a sigh of relief, respectfully saluted, and said, "Your Majesty. I’ll set off now."

Duncan waved his hand, and the Slippery Ghost in front of him instantly turned into a wisp of blue smoke and disappeared.

He ran rather quickly.

Things in Fusang are indeed different from other places. According to Duncan’s deduction, the mythological decline here will occur several hundred years later than in Great Britain, with the last regions likely being in South America and North America.

If the mythological decline can’t be stopped, in a few hundred years, Europe’s supernatural creatures will have to relocate to America.

"Let’s go."

He looked down at Nafu beside him, reached out to ruffle her head, and said, "Have you ever considered becoming a true god?"

A true god?

Upon hearing Duncan’s words, the Zashiki Warashi’s expression was puzzled and shocked. Although regarded as one of the gods in Fusang, she was just a little ghost with some special abilities. The divine spirits of Eastern and Western belief systems differ; in simple terms, divine positions are more dispersed, and the animistic belief treats everything as divine spirits. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

In the East, many divine spirits are actually the positions of Otherworld Divine Attendants, slightly stronger ones are Divine Associates, which aren’t True Gods.

The Zashiki Warashi cautiously said, "Your Majesty."

"I don’t quite understand."

Duncan descended the steps slowly, softly saying, "I plan to enshrine some divine spirits in Fusang. If you have any thoughts, I’ll reserve a position for you."

"How about becoming a Lesser Fortune God?"

This position of a lower deity, if he wishes, can be granted with a word, recognized by the world will. But such a Lesser Fortune God is limited to the Fusang region, essentially nonexistent outside of it.

It’s roughly analogous to the South Sea Avalokitesvara accepting Red Boy as an attendant.

Nafu’s expression was delighted, but after pondering briefly, she softly said, "Fortune God is Ebisu-sama, right?"

Ebisu?

That goldfish fellow.

Post-classical Fusang speaks of the Seven Gods of Fortune, but only Ebisu is a native god, while others stem from foreign beliefs.

"It doesn’t matter."

"Just add a Lesser Fortune God."

Duncan casually laughed and said, "From now on, you can sit beside him."

Eight million gods are too many.

Duncan plans to create a few legitimate local gods; if the Slippery Ghost performs well, he can also be assigned a divine position. Most Fusang gods are not proper gods, mostly just Otherworld Divine Attendant positions, which is trivially easy for Duncan.

He doesn’t intend to meddle deeply with native Shintoism, but needs to support some divine spirits close to him.

This benefits everyone.

To avoid future naval might directly reaching Fusang’s ports.

The era of colonization is nearly upon us; once India is conquered, the colonial age will officially commence.

Kyoto.

It’s actually modeled after Chang’an and Luoyang, just scaled down.

Currently, Ampere Qingming hasn’t been born; Duncan is merely here to observe the excitement. However, due to his intervention, the likelihood of the first Night Parade of Hundred Demons occurring ahead of schedule is high.

His actions aren’t very inconspicuous due to his Western incarnation, so he dressed up and wandered around quickly.

"Your Majesty."

"Are we really going to find Jiutun Tongzi?"

Nafu’s expression showed a hint of fear, as the little girl looked up and said, "He’s a very powerful demon."

Duncan laughed without comment.

How powerful can he be? Compared to King Arthur? Beowulf? How does he stand?

These are all his foster sons.

Jiutun Tongzi’s legendary level is minimal; it’s flattering to call him a thousand-year-old demon, but less flattering to call him a mountain overlord, probably lacking a millennium’s worth of cultivation.

"That’s just a side task."

"No rush."

Duncan’s figure headed towards a bamboo forest outside Kyoto; his true target was only one, the Nine-tailed Fox.

At this moment, night was deepening.

Somehow, a chilling wind arose around, and Nafu was frightened, hiding behind him. Fusang has many small demons like her, who aren’t much stronger than humans.

——Fox Fire (One Star).

Interesting.

They can even transform flames into monsters.

Just as Duncan’s figure entered the bamboo forest, a swift figure darted through the bamboo, ghost-like, eventually landing lightly on a stalk. Licking its paw, the petite figure said, "Where are you from, demon? Meow?"

"Don’t you know this is Lady Yuzaoqian’s domain?"

——Cat Demon (Yokai) (Three-star Silver Gray).

Three tails swayed in the wind.

Duncan looked at the three tails behind the petite figure in front of him, feeling a sudden urge to pet the cat; after all, Eastern yokai were more interesting, while Western Tree Spirits were somewhat tiring.

"Yuzaoqian?"

"Got your nickname so early?"

Duncan sized up the cat demon in front of him, raising an eyebrow and said, "You, a cat demon, how did you get mixed up with foxes?"

The Cat Demon showed a slightly angry expression and said, "You human are so annoying~ Meow!"

A flash of cold light passed by.

She pounced directly at him, seemingly wanting to teach Duncan a lesson.

Meow~!

But the next second, her pouncing figure came to an abrupt halt, as Duncan effortlessly lifted her by the neck, just like a little chick. Her pitiful appearance looked like a helpless little kitten.

Not a Nine-Life Cat Demon, no need to use a large form.

"Your Majesty."

"Why make things difficult for a small cat demon?"

A faint sigh sounded.

At this moment, a burst of fox fire suddenly attacked, and Duncan instantly withdrew his hand, shielding Nafu behind him. The fox fire landed on him, leaving scorching marks, but they healed quickly.

——Yuzaoqian (White-faced Golden Nine-tailed Fox) (Five-star Gold)!

Indeed, a great yokai.

The mist around the bamboo forest spread out in all directions, and then a woman dressed in luxurious clothes, donned in full attire, appeared wearing a fox mask. Even though her face was not visible, she gave an impression of being extraordinarily beautiful, with every movement filled with a peculiar charm.

Behind her, from a bird’s-eye view, fluffy fox tails unfurled, no more, no less, exactly nine tails.

She was flanked by attendants.

Both male and female, all foxes, with the right side being a mature woman with stunning beauty, quite enchanting, with three red fox tails behind her. The attendant on the other side was male, handsome in appearance, also a fully-formed fox spirit, carrying an ancient zither on his back.

Duncan took a step forward, and the space behind him seemed to tear apart, revealing an illusion of a mountain of corpses and sea of blood.

Great yokai.

He couldn’t deal with this using just an avatar, needing to call upon some Immortal power.

——Nord Bow.

As Duncan’s avatar raised its palm, the Nord Bow was directly summoned, and the appearance of the divine artifact made the nine-tailed fox’s face change slightly, her tone becoming much more polite, saying softly, "Your Majesty came all the way to Fusang."

"Just to trouble a little girl like me?"

——Cursed Long Spear.

Duncan raised his hand expressionlessly, and the Cursed Long Spear from the Celtic pantheon descended, stronger than before, as if it had absorbed many souls in World Three.

With the spear in hand, overwhelming killing intent shocked the fox spirits nearby immensely.

Fox spirits, huh.

Even in the East, many have been killed by the dozens.

"Not really."

Duncan looked up and down at the extraordinarily beautiful nine-tailed fox, calmly saying, "But I happen to lack an exceptionally beautiful concubine, and you seem quite fitting."

Isn’t there usually a strong companion in legend?

The nine-tailed fox in front of him was clearly an imperial accessory, and Duncan could also act as a dimwitted ruler since his ruling days were all about muddling through, entirely supported by his human form in proxy.

The fox spirits around showed a hint of anger upon hearing this.

However, the nine-tailed fox merely laughed gently, slowly removing her fox mask, revealing a mesmerizing face with world-bewitching charm, half-smiling as she said, "Oh? Your Majesty came for beauty?"

Duncan replied calmly, "Han Emperor loved beauty, dreaming of a nation, reigning for many years, yet never finding it."

"How do I compare to Yin Zuo?"

The nine-tailed fox was momentarily stunned and lowered her head, "Your Majesty’s governance and martial prowess far surpass Emperor Qin and Han Wu, suppressing this era, incomparable to Yin Zuo."

Duncan had unified Europe, suppressed monotheism, and established an empire spanning Europe, Asia, and Africa.

Single-handedly maintaining a balance between monotheism and polytheism, capable of initiating a war in heaven, there were few people in this era who could contend with him.

When meeting with beings like God, Odin, or Shakyamuni, Duncan sat quietly, while others all had to stand.

Duncan then asked faintly, "And how do I compare to King You of Zhou?"

The nine-tailed fox’s expression changed, softly saying, "Your Majesty jests."

Duncan raised an eyebrow and asked, "Would madam consent to share a bed with me tonight?"

The nine-tailed fox finally showed a trace of shy anger in her expression, bowing slightly with a charming posture, saying, "To serve Your Majesty would be an honor for me."

"Only..."

Before she finished speaking, a series of fox fires had already launched into the sky.

This was neither Europe nor the territory of the Western pantheon, for even a powerful dragon does not crush a local snake.

Boom!

Duncan casually pushed aside the nearby Zashiki Warashi, and as he reached out to tear through the void, the Sword of Oath and Victory had already been unsheathed.

——True Sword of Oath and Victory!

——Godslayer!

At the same time, far away on Great Britain, the faith of Avalon began to tremble, and Duncan directly drew upon the power of faith from Avalon. As the Sword of Oath and Victory turned into a pillar of light and slashed down, the face of the distant nine-tailed fox changed drastically, filled with shock, and the surrounding fox spirits scattered in terror.

This era was just when the Britain Kingdom was rising.

The faith of Avalon also rose with the tide, marking its peak during the establishment of the British Empire.

History is like this; when one exits, another makes their entrance.

Rumble!

The entire bamboo forest was wiped out like dry weeds and rotten wood, and as the dust settled, an enormous white-faced golden nine-tailed fox emerged. The nine tails swept across like a hurricane, plowing the ground three feet deep, rushing towards Duncan with the force of an avalanche.

——Nine-tailed Fox (Beast Form) (Ancient Great Yokai) (Blood-colored Skull Mark)!

The true form was revealed.

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