Traveler of the River of Time and Space-Chapter 263 - 34: Leaving No Threat Behind

In the courtyard.

Su Ziyu was listlessly flipping through Fusang's mythological records. As a Huaxia native, he couldn't help but find Fusang's myths a bit painful to read because they seemed so crude and naive. But considering that Fusang couldn't even record its own history clearly, it was normal for its myths and legends to be somewhat nonsensical. During this period, the official script used in Fusang was Chinese characters. Fusang's local myths were impacted by Huaxia's Buddhist and Taoist influences, leaving many Fusang people unclear about their own native stories. When a glorious civilization had already emerged in Huaxia, Fusang was still tying knots to record history.

Compared to Huaxia's mythological history, Fusang's records seemed like a third-rate melodrama.

Pangu cracked open the heavens and earth, Fu Xi crafted the Eight Trigrams, Nuwa created humans from clay... The Celestial Emperor and the Earthly Mother set the Celestial Stems and Earthly Branches, divided Yin Yang Five Elements... Cangjie invented characters, Suiren ignited the first fire, Hou Yi shot down the nine suns, Chang'e ascended to the moon... Gong Gong in his rage rammed into Buzhou Mountain, Xing Tian danced with his battle-axe even in death... The Yanhuang Tribe, Jiuli Clan, the Yellow Emperor penned the Inner Canon, Shennong tasted all the herbs... Dayu controlled the floods, stabilizing the Nine Provinces... Warring States period, Hundred Schools of Thought...

From ancient times to the pre-Qin era, Huaxia's mythological history was filled with the names of sages, leaving behind cultural treasures unparalleled in history, laying the foundation for all of Eastern Civilization.

Because of this preconceived notion, Su Ziyu found it difficult to stomach Fusang's mythological history. As a subsidiary civilization of Huaxia, Fusang's mythological history seemed like a comical third-rate melodrama. If he were to draft a narrative background for a game using his past approach, he'd feel at a loss. Perhaps the only thing he could focus on would be the Orochi.

"Sigh. What on earth is this all about?" Su Ziyu helplessly put down the book in his hands.

He initially wanted to look through Fusang's mythological history to see if he could find anything to help Qing Ji and her sisters recover some memories, but he didn't expect not to find a single useful piece of information.

There were no records about Qing Ji and her seven sisters at all, not even their names were mentioned, just that they were descendants of the Mountain God.

They were merely offerings to the Orochi, and only the luckiest one became one of Susano's wives.

"Lord Su... tea..." At this moment, a rustling sound came from behind Su Ziyu. A woman, who bore an eight-point resemblance to Qing Ji, placed a teapot down.

When they first started speaking, they even called him husband, which startled Su Ziyu into a shiver.

It's much better now.

Though they were unwilling to directly call him by name, at least they wouldn't call him husband anymore.

"It's Yi Ji, huh? Just leave it here." Su Ziyu said as he put down the book in his hand and turned around.

Since Qing Ji's six sisters have not recovered their past memories, they are currently named alphabetically as one, two, three, four, five, and six. Su Ziyu wanted to help find their real names, but he couldn't find any records at all. Yi Ji was considered the most lively and regained her intelligence the fastest; the other five were still quite muddled, needing Qing Ji to teach them how to speak one by one.

But this was also good.

Qing Ji had something to occupy her, preventing her from sticking to him all the time.

"Book?..." Yi Ji's speech was still not very fluent as she curiously looked at the book in Su Ziyu's hand.

Su Ziyu rose and handed the book over, saying, "Here. Let Qing Ji teach you to read it someday."

During the time they were born, Fusang probably didn't even have any scripts. According to the myth, Susano killed the Food God before Fusang had rice, millet, beans, and other grains, and only then did they encounter the Orochi. Su Ziyu now doubted the authenticity of Fusang's myths, even though this was a world where humans, ghosts, and demons coexisted. He felt the likelihood was higher that these grains originated in Central Earth. Having chopsticks before killing the Food God to obtain grains seems somewhat ridiculous.

"Good... good!..." Yi Ji's expression appeared a bit delighted as she reached out, took the book, and left happily.

It seemed he could only wait for them to remember something on their own.

Su Ziyu shook his head and sighed. Qing Ji herself didn't remember her past, so the chances of her sisters remembering were slim. These six Snake Princesses were slightly different from Qing Ji. Qing Ji was reborn as a human and then turned into a demon, whereas these six were demons born directly from the Orochi. Su Ziyu now only hoped they wouldn't cause any trouble in the future.

He was too lazy to delve into Fusang's myths, anyway, most of Fusang's future influences came from divine spirits of other countries.

Su Ziyu got up, planning to visit Abe no Seimei. After all, it was thanks to his all-out effort last night successfully dealing with the Orochi, that Su Ziyu could easily complete the task and gain 1 point of Divinity Value.

At Abe no Seimei's mansion.

When Su Ziyu saw Abe no Seimei again, he already looked elderly and frail.

"Lord Su." Despite his appearance, Abe no Seimei remained physically robust, given the foundation of his cultivation. He was delighted to see Su Ziyu and waved to dismiss those around him, then knelt and said, "Seimei has a matter to ask of you, sir."

Su Ziyu stepped forward to help him up, saying, "No need for such a grand gesture."

"Whatever help you need, I will do my utmost to provide."

Upon receiving Su Ziyu's promise, Abe no Seimei gently waved his hand to let his shikigami seal the room, then solemnly said, "I wish for Lord Su to help me eliminate Ashiya Doman."

Ashiya Doman?

Su Ziyu immediately understood Abe no Seimei's intentions.

Ashiya Doman had always been his old rival. Originally, Ashiya Doman's strength was not on par with Abe no Seimei, but now that Abe no Seimei's cultivation was nearly depleted, he likely couldn't rival Ashiya Doman anymore. When Su Ziyu arrived earlier, he saw Abe no Seimei advising his two sons. Now, in asking Su Ziyu to eliminate Ashiya Doman, it's clear something happened today in the Imperial Palace that he wasn't aware of.

Abe no Seimei was preparing for his affairs after death!

If Ashiya Doman were eliminated, no one in Fusang's Yin Yang Master community could compete with his two sons, and the Yin Yang Bureau would naturally remain under the control of the Abe no Seimei family.

If he doesn't seize this opportunity to eliminate Ashiya Doman, he might not be able to deal with him in the future.

"Sure." Su Ziyu nodded in agreement.

Ashiya Doman had previously plotted against Qing Ji, so this grievance needed to be resolved. Last night, during the fight against the Orochi, he exerted hardly any effort, and after the battle, he quickly vanished. The problem with the Dog Demon he controlled was significant; he was like a ticking time bomb. Eliminating him would allow Su Ziyu peace of mind when leaving, preventing future trouble for Qing Ji.

Abe no Seimei was considering his two sons, worried they couldn't contend with Ashiya Doman. On the other hand, Su Ziyu was concerned on behalf of Qing Ji, fearing that after leaving this world, Ashiya Doman might cause more chaos.

Now that he had the ability, it was only natural to eliminate this hidden threat first.

Of course.

It wasn't the right time to act just yet; timing was essential.

Time steadily passed.

After dark, Su Ziyu re-entered Ghost Capital. Qing Ji now had to guide her six sisters, teaching them all sorts of common knowledge, leaving her no time to cling to him. This ironically made it much more convenient for Su Ziyu to act.

By the way.

Qing Ji's alias was now Inada Seiko. Today, she was racking her brains trying to think of names for her six sisters, as it wouldn't do to keep calling them one, two, three, etc.

Ghost Capital.

The moment Su Ziyu entered the Underworld, a woman wearing a ghost mask appeared before him, bowing slightly and saying, "Lord Su! Lord Yama has been waiting for you! Please come with me!"

The whole way was filled with ruins.

But unlike yesterday, today Ghost Capital was filled with more night patrols dressed in Yin Yang robes. Upon seeing Su Ziyu, they all bowed respectfully.

"Lord Su!"

"Lord Su!"

These were the Yin Yang Masters who had died in battle yesterday. Seeing them now, although their soul bodies weren't very solid, they could assume human form and move freely. Previously, the patrolling ghost messengers of Ghost Capital were primarily samurai spirits, but now it seemed Yama had fulfilled his promise, as the current patrol ghost messengers were mostly Yin Yang Masters.

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