[Fantasy] The Legend of the Eye of Desire (Complete) - 5

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Chapter 013 I am Mai Shiranui's master, everything she has is mine.
"You're injured..."
Seeing that the ground beneath Mai Shiranui was completely stained red with blood, and her once delicate and smooth skin had become dry and yellow due to severe blood loss, Yang Yan felt a pang of discomfort.
"The power of the Yaksha Demon Blade is too great. Even if all the warriors in Japan were gathered together, it would only send more people to be killed. You're not Japanese, you have nothing to do with the Yaksha Demon Blade, you should run away." Mai
Shiranui said with a bitter smile, her wrist seemingly emitting a strange energy from the prayer beads of the Half-Buddha, which rapidly healed her wounds. However, even if she recovered to her full strength, facing the terrifying destructive power of the Yaksha Demon Blade, Mai Shiranui still felt she had no chance of winning.
"Let's go together. Anyway, the Yaksha Demon Blade has nothing to do with you, at most she borrowed your fan. Now that we can't win against her, let's just let it go. After all, life is the most important thing."
Yang Yan advised Mai Shiranui.
“Eight hundred years ago, the Yasha Demon Blade swept across Japan, killing three thousand of my Shiranui clan's ninja soldiers. Even the clan leader at the time died at the hands of the Yasha. The Yasha Demon Blade and my Shiranui clan are sworn enemies. As the clan leader, even if the entire army is wiped out, I cannot back down. This is the dignity of a ninja.”
Shiranui Mai looked up at the Yasha Demon Blade in the sky and said calmly.
“Go. You are not Japanese. This matter has nothing to do with you. This is the sacred weapon of my Shiranui clan, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan. Take it to America and give it to my sister. Tell her that she is the new clan leader of the Shiranui clan.”
Shiranui Mai handed the legendary sacred weapon to Yang Yan.
This was the first time in a long time that Yang Yan had truly come into contact with this legendary sacred weapon. Even when Yasha-hime summoned the demon blade, Yang Yan could only watch this strangely shaped fan being placed on the ground. Now that the fan was being given to Yang Yan for the first time, he did not feel the excitement one should feel when handling a legendary sacred weapon.
A sensation of breath spread from his hand, a powerful yet gentle flame energy flowing into Yang Yan's body with each breath of the fan.
"This fan..."
An unusual feeling spread through Yang Yan's body. Just as he was about to say something, the entire Fire Dance Butterfly Fan suddenly erupted with a thousand-foot-long red light. The intense red light blinded everyone, as if Yang Yan held a multi-million-watt light bulb in his hand, dazzling them.
"The divine artifact recognizes its master! The Fire Dance Butterfly Fan has awakened..."
When the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan underwent this transformation in Yang Yan's hands, Shiranui Mai was completely stunned. A scene that had only existed in legends was actually reenacting today. The divine artifact that had been passed down in the Shiranui family for a thousand years had truly awakened. Could it be that the power lost by the Shiranui family for a thousand years would reappear? Shiranui Mai's heart was filled with joy.
The light gradually dimmed, and as people's eyes adjusted, they were astonished to find that the divine weapon, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan, which had fallen into Yang Yan's hands, had completely changed form. A simple, ancient-style Chinese longsword appeared in Yang Yan's hand, the fan itself shrinking into a pendant attached to the sword. Flames surged on the sword's blade, emanating an irresistible, powerful pressure. Those who saw the sword felt an urge to prostrate themselves in worship.
"What is this?"
Yang Yan stared, utterly bewildered, at the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan that seemed to magically transform in his hand.
"This is a divine weapon of fire, the Dance of Fire,"
a clear, melodious, and seemingly childlike voice suddenly whispered in Yang Yan's ear.
"What?"
Yang Yan turned to find the source of the voice, immediately turning pale with fright. A palm-sized, fiery red butterfly gracefully fluttered its wings and spoke to him.
"A...a monster!" Yang Yan screamed, his longsword instantly slashing at the fiery red butterfly. Unexpectedly, the longsword seemed to strike an illusion, passing through the butterfly's body and directly hitting the ground. The ground struck by the longsword instantly melted completely, turning into a pool of fiery red, scalding lava.
"Master, really! Although the Dance of Fire is a divine weapon of fire, no divine weapon can harm the spirit of a divine weapon. How could you use the Dance of Fire to harm me, this beautiful and lovely spirit of a divine weapon?"
The fiery red butterfly began to transform as it spoke. As soon as it finished speaking, the fiery red butterfly transformed into a beautiful girl with butterfly wings, about twenty centimeters tall, dressed in Tang Dynasty court attire.
"What?"
Yang Yan didn't understand the butterfly girl's meaning for a moment.
"Master is so cute."
The butterfly girl flapped her wings, sat on Yang Yan's shoulder, cupped Yang Yan's cheek, and gave him a big kiss.
"Wait a minute? When did I become your master?"
Yang Yan was completely confused.
"I am the spirit of this divine weapon, the Dance of Fire. My master has already subdued the Dance of Fire, so of course he is my master,"
the butterfly girl explained, pressing her full breasts against Yang Yan's cheek. Yang Yan felt two soft, hot mounds of flesh rubbing against his face, his heart fluttered, and his magnificent weapon seemed to immediately rise.
"Hmph, no weapon in this world can defeat the King of Demon Blades. Don't think that turning the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan into a sword will make you stronger than the King of Demon Blades. I'll show you what the strongest weapon in the world truly is."
Yasha-hime hovered in mid-air. The mutation of the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan had momentarily halted her attack. The powerful energy fluctuations released by the mutated fan seemed to make the Yasha Demon Blade tremble with excitement. Since its appearance eight hundred years ago, the Yasha Demon Blade had been invincible in weapon battles. Even after being subdued eight hundred years ago, it was only inferior to the power of the Great Wheel King. The Great Wheel King was the most powerful Buddha in Buddhism. If the Great Wheel King's power hadn't reappeared in the world, no one could subdue the Yasha Demon Blade. Now, a longsword with power sufficient to challenge the Yasha Demon Blade had appeared, making the Yasha Demon Blade extremely excited.
"Idiot, that broken sword thinks it can fight the Dance of Fire? It's asking for trouble."
The butterfly girl looked disdainfully at the Yasha Demon Blade in the sky. The Dance of Fire was a divine weapon formed from the purest and most powerful fire divine energy, far surpassing the Yasha Demon Blade in its inherent qualities. While the Yasha Demon Blade was an incredibly ferocious creature, it remained a demonic sword; how could it possibly defeat a divine weapon of fire?
"Let your body test the power of the Yasha Demon Blade,"
Yasha Hime said, licking the blade with her nimble tongue, a crazed smile on her face.
"If you want to harm him, you'll have to step over the corpses of three thousand Shiranui clan ninja."
Shiranui Mai, who had been staring at Yang Yan, finally spoke, picking up a long sword that had fallen nearby and placing it in front of Yang Yan. All thirty Jonin of the Shiranui clan followed Mai, weapons in hand, facing Yasha Hime.
"Forget it, I've already seen your strength. Even if you sent thousands more, they wouldn't be able to withstand a single strike from me."
Yasha-hime scoffed at fighting Mai Shiranui.
"I have to defend myself, no matter what. The first rule of the Shiranui clan is that the owner of the sacred weapon, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan, is the sole master of the Shiranui clan. As ninjas, protecting our master is our duty. Unless you wipe out all the ninjas of my Shiranui clan, we will absolutely not allow you to harm our master,"
Mai Shiranui said firmly.
"What…"
Yang Yan was extremely surprised. Having spent some time with Mai Shiranui, Yang Yan knew perfectly well the position of a master to a ninja—a position that granted absolute authority.
"Alright, then let me first annihilate the Shiranui ninja clan. From now on, the Fire Ninja, one of the three great ninjas of Japan, will be erased from the list!"
Yasha-hime laughed excitedly, her Yasha Demon Blade slashing down fiercely. Terrifying blade energy descended from the sky, directly pressing down on the Shiranui ninja clan.
"Boom..."
A huge explosion resounded as the blade energy struck the ground, sending sand and gravel billowing five or six meters high. Everything was buried in the swirling sand and gravel. Hundreds of renowned Japanese martial arts masters watched helplessly as Japan's oldest ninja clan was destroyed before their eyes, a profound sense of grief and indignation spreading through their hearts.
"Damn Yasha Demon Blade..."
Weak curses escaped from the mouths of these martial artists. They were all recognized as the strongest in Japan, and should have fought to the death for anything. But now, under the terrifying power of the Yasha Demon Blade, they didn't even have the strength to fight back. Only their seemingly ordinary curses still showed their unwillingness to submit.
"Continue, eight hundred years ago, your ancestors became sacrifices to the Demon Blade while cursing like this."
Faced with the curses, Yasha-hime seemed particularly excited.
"Women of the Yasha family, don't you know that private property is sacred and inviolable? Did you ask me before you damaged my private property?"
The smoke cleared, and the Shiranui clan ninjas, who should have been completely annihilated, were all unharmed. A ball of red light protected everyone, and the source of the red light was Kagerou, who wielded the divine weapon, Fire Dance. At this moment, Kagerou held the newly acquired divine weapon in one hand and wrapped the other around Shiranui Mai's slender waist. The Shiranui clan ninjas, who had never been embraced by any man before, dared not resist at all.
"It seems your sword is indeed quite capable, able to withstand a strike from the Demon Blade King at five levels of power. However, don't think you can be complacent just because you blocked that one strike. Now, I'll let you witness the true strength of the Demon Blade King."
Yasha-hime looked at the Yang Yan protected by the red light, revealing excitement at facing a powerful opponent. The legendary strength of the Demon Blade King was legendary, but she had never had the chance to use it since summoning it. "Humble humans, the magnificent spectacle of the Demon Blade King's full-force attack will be fully revealed before you. Tremble, accept the wrath of the Yasha clan accumulated over eight hundred years...
" "According to Japanese ninja rules, a ninja is entirely the property of their master. Since I am Mai Shiranui's master, everything about her belongs to me. Such a beautiful body, I haven't even touched it yet, how can I let you destroy it?"
Yang Yan's lecherous gaze swept over Mai Shiranui's entire body. Mai Shiranui immediately felt like a lamb being targeted by a wolf that hadn't eaten for months. A wave of heat washed over the area where Yang Yan's gaze swept over her. Having known this man for over half a month, Mai Shiranui had always perceived him as somewhat foolish, acting before thinking, sometimes with unbelievably good luck, and incredibly lecherous, yet often lacking the courage to act on his desires. Now, this man suddenly possessed the identity of the head of the Shiranui clan, and her impression of him completely changed. At this moment, he seemed like a wild wolf, a proud wolf guarding its territory, fighting for its dignity.
"It's alright, anyway, under the roar of the demonic sword, everything will end."
Yasha Hime released the hilt of the demonic sword, the unwielded blade hovering silently before her.
"King of Demon Blades, invincible under heaven, blood for blood, sword and man as one."
The simple incantation flowed from Yasha-hime's mouth. Her left hand, like a blade, sliced across her right wrist, and crimson blood, as if channeled through a transparent tube, gathered and surged towards the demon blade. The demon blade, like a vampire, absorbed all the blood as it flowed into its blade, without any outflow. After absorbing Yasha-hime's blood, the demon blade began to glow with a blood-red light.
"You all stay out of the way. I'll handle this woman,"
Yang Yan said coldly to Shiranui Mai.
"But protecting our master is a ninja's duty,"
Shiranui Mai frowned. Although Yang Yan's demeanor seemed slightly altered, the Yasha Demon Blade was not something an ordinary person like him, who knew nothing of martial arts, could contend with. Even with the power of her butterfly fan, if Shiranui Mai was too weak, facing such a formidable enemy would be extremely dangerous.
"I am invincible. In this world, I am the strongest. Even gods weep at my feet."
Yang Yan gazed at the longsword, Fire Warrior, in his hand. The gleaming blade reflected his face perfectly, his purple eyes mirroring the reflection of his own. An unparalleled confidence allowed Yang Yan to utter words that sounded like a dream.
"But..."
"Let's all move away. Do
n't disturb Master." Mai Shiranui was about to say something when the butterfly girl who had been perched on Yang Yan's shoulder flew to her side and said.
"Why?"
Mai Shiranui wanted to know the reason. Under no circumstances should she leave her master's side, whom she had to protect.
"Master is no longer the same master as before. Just now, when you blocked that demon girl's attack, you relied on the power of the Fire Dance. But now I sense that you are releasing an aura even stronger than the Fire Dance. If my feeling is correct, this is your true strength."
The Butterfly Girl said solemnly to Mai Shiranui. Although it was the girl's first time seeing Mai Shiranui, the Shiranui clan's cultivation relies entirely on absorbing the energy leaking from the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan. As a spirit within the divine artifact, the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan, the girl naturally felt a sense of familiarity with Mai Shiranui, who possessed its energy.
"Sleeping dead, the gates of the underworld have opened. Under the leadership of the Demon Blade King, awaken from your long slumber of death and deliver the final judgment upon this ugly human world."
Yasha-hime stopped pouring blood into the Demon Blade and grasped it again. Then she chanted a strange incantation.
Dark clouds gathered in the sky, forming a massive vortex. A terrifying wailing sound, growing louder with each passing moment, echoed all around, accompanied by tremors like an earthquake and thunderous roars from the ground.
"What happened?"
Everyone was at a loss. A sense of impending catastrophe surged through everyone's hearts.
"Be careful, the people who died just now seem to have come back to life..."
The first to notice the problem was the old man Fujiwara Sai. He watched in horror as his comrades, who had just fought alongside him, picked up their weapons and stood up unsteadily. Many of them were only half-bodied. Seeing so many fallen comrades standing up in front of him at the same time, Fujiwara Sai warned in terror.
"And the long-dead Hidden High Monks..."
Mai Shiranui's face turned pale. In the ruins of Hidden High Monks, which had been completely destroyed by the Yaksha Demon Sword many days ago, pairs of rotting, green hands frantically dug through the soil. One by one, zombie monks dressed in monks' robes, their bodies already decaying, stood up. An unbearable stench of decay immediately filled everyone's eyes. These monks, who had been dead for over ten days, were all highly respected monks in life. It was their efforts that prevented Japan, a country shrouded in darkness, from becoming hell. But now, it was these very same former champions of justice who were turning this place into hell. Mai Shiranui herself didn't know what to say.
"Everyone be careful. This situation has never occurred even eight hundred years ago. The magic power of this Yaksha Demon Sword is even greater than it was eight hundred years ago."
Fujiwara Sai raised his wooden sword and began to gather his energy.
“Monks are cremated when they die, otherwise how could there be so few of them? But even these few are enough to deal with you lackeys.”
Yasha-hime sneered, and the corpses slowly surged towards the surviving warriors.
“These guys are too slow, they’re no match for us…”
A burly middle-aged man charged into the horde of corpses, and with a flurry of hand strikes, several corpses were knocked to the ground. Although these corpses could move, their bodies seemed extremely fragile, easily cleaved by the middle-aged man’s hand strikes. Green liquid flew everywhere, and much of this disgusting liquid smeared onto the middle-aged man.
"Ah..."
Just as the middle-aged man was feeling smug, he suddenly screamed and collapsed to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably. He stood up again after a short while, but this time, his face was deathly pale, and his pale, yellowish eyes moved weakly. His body, seemingly devoid of strength, slowly made its way towards the group of living martial artists. The corpses he had struck also rose again, joining the approaching corpses to form a massive army of dead, all marching towards the living.
"Everyone be careful! The bodily fluids of these corpses are highly poisonous. Once you come into contact with them, you're no longer human..."
Fujiwara Sai, having seen everything clearly, shouted a warning to the martial artists around him.
"What do we do?"
Faced with such an enemy, all the martial artists were at a loss.
"Thunderous Roar..."
The Fujiwara family's secret sword of the Broken Sword Sect reappeared. This time, the opponent was no longer the incomparably powerful Yaksha Demon Blade, but moving corpses. The power of Thunderous Roar was immediately unleashed in its full force. Several moving corpses were sent flying by the powerful impact, falling directly into the group of corpses behind them. Although the fragile bodies of the cleaved corpses also sprayed green liquid, all the liquid was carried away by inertia, and not a single drop fell on Fujiwara Sai.
"As long as you are careful not to get the liquid on you, these corpses are actually quite fragile."
Fujiwara Sai said smugly, carrying a wooden sword taller than himself. Compared to the insurmountable power of the Yaksha Demon Blade just now, this time he truly showed the style of Japan's number one swordsman.
Chapter 014 I want MS Mai Shiranui
"It's useless. The opponent was already dead before you attacked them, so unless you completely crush them, they will still get up."
The Butterfly Girl poured cold water on the smug Fujiwara Sai.
As if responding to the Butterfly Girl's words, the corpses that Fujiwara had slashed away rose again, continuing to stagger forward.
"Shiranui Style Secret Technique, Crimson Lotus Wrath!"
Seeing these targets immune to ordinary physical attacks, Shiranui Mai raised her sword. The power of flame transformed her ordinary longsword into a flaming blade. With a swift dive, she reached the corpses, igniting one with a beautiful horizontal slash. The corpses, awakened by the Yasha Demon Blade, seemed to split off into numerous flammable materials, billowing black smoke, showing no sign of stopping, continuing their advance.
"No, this level of fire only makes these corpses more terrifying for a short time."
The dense horde of corpses quickly turned into a sea of fire, countless burning bodies blocking all escape routes. The Butterfly Girl shook her head. The flames might indeed burn these corpses to ashes, but in a short time, they became even more lethal than before.
"If we defeat the manipulator, we can eliminate these monsters, right?"
Kagerou paid no attention to the moving corpses, instead fixing her gaze on the Yasha Princess hovering in the air.
"You're not the master from before? Who are you really?"
The butterfly girl stared intently at Yang Yan.
"Me? Hehe, you can call me Xuanyuan, or you can call me master. My previous life was the ancestor of this body millions of years ago, and now I am the ancient memory hidden within this body. The artifact's recognition of its master just now consumed too much of the true owner's spiritual power, so now I control this body."
This completely different Yang Yan said with a smile as warm as the sun.
"Dual personality?"
Shiranui Mai studied psychology in university.
"No, I am just a memory, a memory left in my bloodline from my previous life, guiding me to use the power of the King's Eye in this life."
Yang Yan replied gently.
"You're called the King of Demon Blades, right? Then do you know what the strongest weapon in the world is?"
Yang Yan casually picked up the artifact Fire Dance and strode towards Yasha Hime.
"The strongest weapon in the world is of course the King of Demon Blades."
Yasha Hime had the most fervent worship for the King of Demon Blades.
"As expected of a barbaric little country, so ignorant. Let me tell you, the strongest weapon in this world is the Xuanyuan Sword, a super weapon capable of shattering stars and possessing world-destroying power. Your worthless broken sword is nothing compared to the Xuanyuan Sword."
Yang Yan said disdainfully.
"Bastard, you actually look down on the King of Demon Blades! You will suffer the wrath of the King of Demon Blades! You will be the first person in this world to die from the complete form of the King of Demon Blades!"
Yasha Hime was clearly enraged. She placed one hand on the Demon Blade, and as if sensing Yasha Hime's anger, the blade emitted a frenzied roar. After uttering her last word, Yasha Hime immediately threw herself at the Demon Blade. The Demon Blade, like a living being, devoured Yasha Hime, and finally, the blade expanded more than ten times, becoming a super long sword thirty meters long, hovering above Yang Yan's head.
"Die..."
Yasha-hime roared, her massive demonic blade slashing down with a deafening crash, like a giant bomb exploding. Yang Yan, like a missile, crashed into the ground, instantly landing amidst the corpses. Countless chunks of dirt and rocks billowed several meters high, the dust seemingly foreshadowing Yang Yan's fate.
"Nothing more than that..."
Yang Yan's voice rang out again. As the dust settled, Yang Yan slowly rose back into the sky.
"Impossible! Who are you? A human body can never withstand a full-form demonic blade's attack."
Yasha-hime's voice echoed from within the demonic blade.
"Just a mere demonic blade, yet so arrogant! Let me show you the power of this flaming sword!"
Yang Yan laughed wildly. Suddenly, the divine weapon, Fire Dance, erupted with intense flames. The ground and sky seemed to ignite, the flames on the moving corpses intensifying dozens of times, transforming into pillars of fire tens of meters high. In the blink of an eye, all the corpses vanished in the flames.
"Master has released the full energy of the Dance of Fire, and the Flame Domain of the Dance of Fire has opened..."
The Butterfly Girl looked at Yang Yan in surprise.
"Strange, releasing a Flame Domain requires more than 90% fusion with the Dance of Fire... Only a god can release a Flame Domain without fusion. Could it be that Master's strength has reached the level of a god?"
The Butterfly Girl was completely bewildered.
"This body is too fragile. The King's Eye hasn't completed the body's transformation yet, otherwise it should be more than this."
Yang Yan frowned, then continued.
"However, even if it's only this strong, it should be more than enough to deal with this broken sword. Broken sword, you take one of my sword strikes and see."
A smug smile appeared on Yang Yan's lips, and his body suddenly turned into a stream of light and disappeared. When he reappeared, Yang Yan had already struck the demonic sword hard with his sword.
"How about it? My sword strike is stronger than yours, isn't it?"
Yang Yan laughed smugly.
"Is this what you call strong?"
Yasha Hime seemed completely unfazed, mocking him.
"That's understandable, given the vast difference in levels. With your skill, of course you can't see the secret of this strike."
Yang Yan smiled slightly, looking at the demonic sword floating in the air.
"What..."
A thin crack slowly spread from the point of contact with Fire Dance on the Yasha Demonic Sword, the cracking speed increasing rapidly until it had become a crack that completely shattered the sword from the middle. The tiny cracks that branched off from this crack actually reduced most of the blade to fragments. Then, a crisp metallic clang rang out, and the demonic sword fell from the sky, crashing directly into the hard ground.
"Haha, foolish broken sword, now you truly deserve the title of King of Broken Swords."
Yang Yan was very pleased to see the demonic sword transformed into a broken sword.
"How did you do that just now?"
Shiranui Mai was completely bewildered by what had happened.
“That was罡气 (gāngqì), a kind of power that humans cannot use. It’s a power that conceals its destructive force under other forces and then erupts from the shadows. This is not a technique humans can use. Ordinary power is relative; the greater the destructive force, the greater the pressure it brings. For example, when you bombard steel with a force capable of destroying steel, you will also receive a counterattack equivalent to the force that destroyed the steel. If power reaches the level of gods, they possess power that can destroy any object in this world, and at the same time, they will also be struck by the same destructive force. But this kind of power called罡气 (gāngqì) can avoid this kind of damage. It is the most basic ability that gods must master,”
the butterfly girl explained.
“This is the power of gods…”
Everyone was stunned by this power.
“Wrong. The technique just now was indeed a technique used by gods, but the power was far from reaching the power of gods. If a god used this, the demonic sword should have completely disappeared, not just been slightly damaged…”
The butterfly girl shook her head.
“There’s no way around it, the enhancement of this body isn’t complete yet. If I were to restore the complete form of the Dao Dragon Clan, my strike just now should have turned this area within a hundred miles into a fiery hell, instead of letting that broken sword escape…”
Yang Yan returned to Mai Shiranui’s side. The Fire Dancer seemed to have lost its power and transformed back into its fan form.
“Master, are you alright?”
Seeing Yang Yan’s extremely exhausted appearance, Mai Shiranui asked.
“This body is too fragile. It simply cannot withstand powerful forces. This time, first, the divine artifact recognized me as its master, damaging my soul. Then, I consumed too much power to deal with that broken sword. This body will lose all its abilities and become an ordinary person for at least a long time to come.”
Yang Yan gave a bitter smile, his body going limp as he collapsed into Mai Shiranui’s arms.
"I'm going to enter hibernation again, waiting to fully comprehend the power of the King's Eye in this lifetime, and then transfer all my abilities to him. Butterfly Sister, and this big-breasted sister, the safety of this body is in your hands from now on. Tell him for me that he is not invincible until he comprehends the true power of the King's Eye. It's best if he doesn't get involved in these kinds of things in the future. I don't want to wait another five thousand years to awaken again..."
Yang Yan finished speaking and lost consciousness. "Big-breasted sister?" The Butterfly Girl stared intently at Shiranui Mai. When Yang Yan mentioned
"big-breasted sister," his hand had been moving in front of Shiranui Mai's chest. Facing the heaving peaks of Shiranui Mai's chest, the Butterfly Girl felt a great threat. "..." Shiranui Mai forcefully helped Yang Yan's body up. Looking at the dissipating dust not far away, the marks left by the Demon Blade were still clearly visible. The large crater where the Demon Blade should have been was still so conspicuous, but the Demon Blade was long gone. Looking at the dispersing dark clouds in the sky, the sun once again graced this former sacred site of the Tantric sect, but now it was just ruins. Without the protection of Hidden Takano, all the demons of Japan are stirring restlessly, and the escaped Yaksha Demon Sword remains. When the Demon Sword reappears, will it mark the end of Japan? A heavy mood weighs on the hearts of all the survivors. "Where am I? How did I get here?" A unique fragrance stimulates Yang Yan's sense of smell. Opening his eyes, the first thing he sees is the exquisitely decorated paintings on the high ceiling. Moving his eyes, he finds himself lying on a wide bed. The thick bedding beneath him and the down comforter covering him are exceptionally soft and fluffy. The soft light from the wall lamps is indescribably comfortable for his eyes. "You're awake..." Mai Shiranui's voice rings out from not far away. "Hmm..." Yang Yan sits up. Scenes from the past appear clearly in his memory, including the power within his body that is completely otherworldly. That power is incredibly strong, so strong that even gods would bow before it. Yet, he can clearly feel that that power cannot harm him at all, as if it belongs entirely to him, only that he cannot use it. As for the ancient memories lurking deep within his soul, during the brief period when those memories controlled his body, he seemed to have a complete contact with that ancient soul. Although he knew nothing about his past life, the power and confidence contained within those memories completely changed his thoughts. "Master..." The butterfly girl gracefully twirled in the air, landing in Yang Yan's arms. "You are a spirit among divine artifacts? Then you also possess half of a divine essence, right?" Upon seeing this beautiful butterfly girl again, Yang Yan immediately recalled some information about divine artifact spirits. Divine artifacts are legendary weapons possessing divine power. Many divine artifacts are weapons used by gods, so some people worship weapons used by gods as divine artifacts. In fact, there is a great difference between divine weapons and divine artifacts. To be called a divine artifact, three conditions must be met. First, the biggest difference between a divine artifact and other inanimate objects is that a divine artifact itself has its own soul, and the materialization of this soul is the divine artifact spirit. Secondly, a divine artifact must possess divine power, that is, the power wielded by a deity, such as the fire power of the fire god. Thirdly, the spirit of a divine artifact must possess a divine spark, or at least half a divine spark. Only with a divine spark can one wield the power of a divine domain. "...This, Master, although I have existed for a thousand years, I have not experienced the three great heavenly tribulations, so I do not yet possess a divine spark..." The butterfly girl seemed somewhat dejected. "It's alright... Come and tell me, what's your name?" Yang Yan gently patted the butterfly girl's head. Although the Dance of Fire lacked a divine spark, a divine artifact spirit with such spirituality was definitely a top-tier sub-divine artifact. Perhaps all it lacked was those three heavenly tribulations; once it passed the tribulations, it could evolve into a true divine artifact. "My name is Fire Butterfly..." The butterfly girl climbed onto Yang Yan's shoulder, her small hands constantly rubbing against Yang Yan's face. "You don't have a divine spark, so you weren't directly created by a deity. Can you tell me your origin, and why you recognized me as your master?"

To gain the recognition of a divine artifact and become its master signifies possessing immense power. However, Yang Yan was still curious about Huo Zhi Wu's acceptance of him as her master. He had no memory of Huo Zhi Wu, only knowing that divine artifacts created by gods were directly endowed with divine essence, rather than requiring tribulations to become divine artifacts. Most sub-divine artifacts that required tribulations to become divine artifacts were created by beings of immense power, yet lacking the ability to imbue them with divine essence, thus forcing them to undergo tribulations to become divine artifacts on their own.
"I don't know. I only know that I was awakened by my master's blood. My master's blood contains the same bloodline as mine, which is why I woke up. And the one who awakened me is my master,"
Huo Die said, shaking her head, somewhat confused.
"It's alright. From today onwards, you are mine. Everything you have belongs to me, understand?"
Yang Yan said firmly to Huo Die.
"I know, I love my master the most,"
Huo Die kissed Yang Yan deeply.
"Where is this?"
Yang Yan's gaze fell upon Mai Shiranui, who was kneeling before his bed in a red kimono, unmoving.
"Master, this is the largest villa of the Shiranui family in Tokyo,"
Mai Shiranui replied respectfully, bowing her head.
"The owner of the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan is the master of the Shiranui family? What a strange family rule! Does that mean anyone who becomes the owner of the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan can make you modern ninjas do anything?"
Yang Yan pondered for a moment, then casually reached out and grabbed at the air, and the Fire Dance Butterfly Fan instantly appeared in his hand. This wasn't Yang Yan's own power; it was entirely due to the divine artifact recognizing its master and sensing its master's summons, arriving through the air.
"Yes, a ninja completely obeys any decision of their master. For a ninja, the master's orders are above all else,"
Mai Shiranui said respectfully, pressing her forehead to the ground once more.
"If I wanted the head of the Japanese Emperor, what would you do?"
Yang Yan got off the bed and stood before Mai Shiranui. Looking at this beautiful woman kneeling before him with complete obedience, a feeling of extreme vanity made Yang Yan feel almost euphoric.
"Then his head will be before you, Master, before dawn tomorrow,"
Mai Shiranui answered without hesitation.
"I've heard that you Japanese are incredibly loyal to the Emperor. Wouldn't killing him be considered betraying your country?"
A tyrannical mentality spread through Yang Yan's heart. He used the back of his foot to lift Mai Shiranui's head, making her face him. Feeling the slightly cool yet incredibly smooth skin stimulating his instep, Yang Yan felt his heart begin to race.
"For a ninja, only the master is the only object of loyalty. Even if the master wants to fight against the world, the ninja can only help the master completely destroy the world..."
The humiliation of having her face lifted by a foot didn't seem to bother Mai Shiranui at all. She answered in a calm and firm voice.
"So obedient? Then what are ninjas to their master?"
Feeling the breath from Mai Shiranui's mouth glide over his feet, the hot breath making Yang Yan feel exceptionally comfortable. Yang Yan deliberately emphasized the word "thing." Being treated like an object would be a morally repulsive act for most people, yet it didn't elicit the slightest dissatisfaction from Mai Shiranui, an exceptionally skilled ninja.
"Ninjas are the master's private property. The master's orders are everything to the ninja. A ninja takes pride in obeying their master..."
Mai Shiranui blurted out without a second thought. As a ninja, this absolute obedience had been instilled in her from a very young age, and the ninja's nature had become the only truth she believed in for over twenty years.
"Take off your clothes..."
Yang Yan sat back on the bed, watching Mai Shiranui with amusement.
"Yes..."
Mai Shiranui seemed completely unconcerned about the man's gaze fixed on her, and began gracefully removing her clothes. In less than a minute, a snow-white, fiery, naked body appeared before Yang Yan without any concealment.
"Not bad, I always thought you had a great figure, but I didn't expect it to be this good..."
Looking at her near-perfect figure, Yang Yan swallowed hard. Japanese women are generally known for their short and thick legs due to racial differences, but Mai Shiranui was clearly an exception. Her calves were slender and long, her thighs were evenly rounded, making her already tall figure appear exceptionally elegant. Full breasts, plump hips, a slender waist, and a long neck—such a perfect and healthy body was simply a precious work of art.
"Master..."
Although she was prepared to offer herself, Mai Shiranui still felt uncomfortable under Yang Yan's intense gaze. Her previously unmasked, snow-white body began to writhe unconsciously, trying to avoid the shameful feeling brought on by Yang Yan's gaze.
"Do you know what 'ms' means?"
Yang Yan gently grasped the large breasts, which were two or three inches above his own, feeling their amazing elasticity within their softness, and said to Mai Shiranui.
“MS…I know…”
Mai Shiranui’s breasts changed shape in Yang Yan’s hands, a strange sensation causing her to unconsciously focus all her attention on her breasts being played with. Hearing Yang Yan’s words, Mai Shiranui trembled.
MS, a sadomasochistic culture originating in Europe and America but flourishing in Japan, was something Mai Shiranui, a graduate of the University of Tokyo with a doctorate in psychology, was naturally familiar with.
“I’ve heard Japan is the most developed country for MS, so since I’m here, I’ll naturally try out this kind of game.”
Yang Yan bit into the pink strawberry, sucking hard and gently tearing at it with his teeth, feeling the small grape slowly grow larger, and then continued,
“I want to MS you.”
A few minutes later, Yang Yan finally released Mai Shiranui’s full breasts with satisfaction, looking at her snow-white breasts, wet with his saliva and covered in teeth marks, and said with great pride.
Chapter 015 Beauty vs. Werewolf
"Sect Master, Fujiwara no Sai of the Evil-Slaying Sword Sect has sent an invitation, inviting you and the Sect Master to a banquet tonight at the villa of the Bird Dragon Society's Chairman, Sanben Inu..."
A calm female voice came from outside the room, interrupting Yang Yan's delightful moment.
"What time?"
Mai Shiranui asked.
"Eight o'clock tonight,"
the female voice replied.
"Master, if you want to attend this banquet, you must prepare immediately. It's already four o'clock, and it takes three hours to get from our villa to Sanben Inu's villa. We only have one hour to prepare,"
Shiranui reminded Yang Yan, who was still playing with her breasts.
"That lecherous old man was the first person I met in Japan, and he's been quite nice to me. Since he invited me, I should go..."
Yang Yan stood up. It seemed he could only properly enjoy Mai Shiranui, this beautiful mature ninja, after returning from the banquet.
"During the three days that Master was unconscious, I had various clothes prepared for you. You can try them on now."
Mai Shiranui put on her kimono and then opened the door to the next room.
"What are these things?"
Kagerou followed Mai Shiranui into the next room and was immediately dumbfounded. The walls and clothes racks were filled with all sorts of men's clothing: casual wear, sportswear, suits…
“Due to time constraints, I can only prepare these clothes for Master for now. These clothes were all handmade by world-renowned fashion masters according to Master's body shape. As for Master's traditional Zhongshan suit… we only just contacted the master who makes Zhongshan suits, so we won't be able to get them until tomorrow afternoon. I'm sorry…”
Mai Shiranui knelt on the ground again.
“You prepared so many clothes for me in just three days? And they were all handmade…”
Kagerou reached out and touched the clothes. They all looked quite good, exquisitely made, and featured many unique designs.
“I'm sorry, Master, we still couldn't prepare all the clothes for you…”
Mai Shiranui continued to apologize.
"It's alright, I'm already very satisfied with having prepared so many clothes."
Seeing Mai Shiranui's constant apologies, Yang Yan smiled contentedly. Although he knew Japanese women were generally docile, Mai Shiranui had always given him the impression of a thorny rose—alluring yet covered in thorns, ready to prick him at the slightest touch. Now, she was completely submissive to him, a feeling of absolute conquest.
"Master, what kind of clothes would you like to wear to the party tonight?"
Mai Shiranui stood up and walked to the clothes rack, then asked.
"A suit, I suppose. Since it's a party, something too casual wouldn't be appropriate,"
Yang Yan replied after a moment's thought.
"This one, though black is common, but an Italian designer's outfit will definitely reflect your distinguished status,"
Mai Shiranui said, searching the rack and taking out a black suit and trousers.
"Not bad,"
Yang Yan nodded, not knowing much about suits.
“A white shirt goes well with a black suit, but it looks rather common and serious. I think this light blue shirt would be better; it's more casual. What do you think, Master?”
Mai Shiranui found another well-packaged shirt. Seeing the numerous illegible characters on it, Yang Yan nodded in agreement.
Mai Shiranui brought the shirt to Yang Yan and began unbuttoning his pajamas.
“What are you doing?”
Yang Yan, momentarily uncomfortable, stepped aside and asked.
“Helping Master change his clothes,”
Mai Shiranui replied, surprised that Yang Yan had moved away.
“You're helping me change my clothes?”
Yang Yan had heard that young masters and ladies in ancient times were served by maids, but he never imagined he would receive such treatment.
“Of course, serving Master is my duty. When Master is asleep, Mai is responsible for bathing and changing his clothes every day. Doesn't Master like Mai's service?”
Mai Shiranui said, speaking as a ninja.
"Then continue..."
Yang Yan blushed. He thought he was the one who got the better deal by seeing Mai Shiranui's naked body and touching her alluring body, but he didn't expect that Mai Shiranui had seen his entire body while he was unconscious.
With Mai Shiranui's gentle movements, Yang Yan's gray pajamas were removed.
"She helped me take a bath? Did she help me wash that part?"
Feeling Mai Shiranui's gentle and careful help in changing his clothes, Yang Yan suddenly wondered. How exactly did this female ninja bathe him? What was his reaction like while bathing him? Countless questions filled Yang Yan's mind, and as the questions became more and more erotic, Yang Yan's weapon began to rise.
"Master, time is running out."
Mai Shiranui, who was about to help Yang Yan change his underwear, suddenly noticed what looked like a large snake coiled inside his underwear. She paused for a moment, then said softly.
"Take it off."
Yang Yan frowned. For the past half day, Mai Shiranui's unwavering obedience had allowed Yang Yan's machismo to flourish. Suddenly, Mai's reminder made Yang Yan feel unexpectedly uncomfortable, so he directly commanded,
"Master, don't be angry..."
Mai obediently pulled down Yang Yan's underwear, releasing his already engorged and enormous weapon.
"I remember you once said my weapon was like a toothpick. Now look closely, does my weapon really look like a toothpick?"
Yang Yan recalled their banter a few days ago and smiled at Mai.
"Master's weapon is the greatest weapon in the world..."
Mai gently grasped Yang Yan's weapon; its thick shaft was too large for her hand to hold.
As Mai's hand moved gently up and down, a faint masculine scent emanated from the weapon. Mai seemed to enjoy the scent immensely, taking a deep breath as if trying to absorb it completely into her body.
"Toothpicks aren't for hands,"
Yang Yan said with a laugh, enjoying Mai's service.
"Mai can do anything for her master..."
Mai Shiranui, of course, understood Yang Yan's meaning. Without the slightest hesitation, she swallowed the enormous weapon...
The car left the villa as scheduled, heading towards the party venue.
"What does that Bird Dragon Society do?"
Sitting in the extended luxury car, Yang Yan realized that the wealthy truly knew how to enjoy life. The driver's cabin was completely isolated, requiring a pager to communicate with the driver. The soft, wide seats were unlike anything found in ordinary cars, even more comfortable than a regular sofa. Due to the extended length, Yang Yan could stretch out his legs and lie back comfortably without feeling any discomfort. Yang Yan asked while enjoying Mai Shiranui's massage.
"The Bird Dragon Society is currently the most famous underground force in Japan. During World War I and World War II, the Bird Dragon Society's influence could even affect Japan's national policy decisions. Although its influence isn't as great as before, it still controls several of Japan's most important major cities. The current head of the Bird Dragon Society, Sanben Ken, is a disciple of Fujiwara
no Sai, Japan's number one martial arts master." Mai Shiranui answered calmly while using her massage skills to please Yang Yan.
“That was really disappointing…”
Yang Yan pressed his hand against Mai Shiranui’s plump buttocks, which were raised as she crawled, and kneaded them forcefully. He hadn’t had enough time to release himself before finishing, and Yang Yan was still feeling aroused.
“Master, would you like me to continue serving you?”
Knowing Yang Yan’s thoughts, Mai Shiranui whispered in his ear, her red lips close to his. …
At 8:40, the Shiranui family car, which had been circling outside for an hour and a half to satisfy someone’s desires, finally pulled into Sanben’s villa.
“Sanben, Chairman of the Bird Dragon Society, welcomes Lady Mai Shiranui.”
Sanben, whose legs were aching from standing at the door, immediately greeted her. Although the Bird Dragon Society was known as the largest underground force in Japan, there were many people they couldn’t afford to offend, including Mai Shiranui, the head of the Shiranui family, one of the three great ninja clans. Knowing that his master had invited Mai Shiranui to his party, Sanben had been waiting at the door since 6:00, but he hadn’t expected her car to arrive at 8:40.
"President Sanben, you're too kind. This is Mr. Kagero, the master of our Shiranui clan."
Shiranui Mai nodded to Sanben and introduced Kagero to him. Although Sanben was the president of the Bird Dragon Society, how could an ordinary gangster contend with the Shiranui clan, one of the three great ninja clans? Therefore, Shiranui Mai didn't take Sanben seriously at all.
"Mr. Kagero, this is my business card. Please take care of me."
Sanben bowed and presented his pure gold business card with both hands.
"Thank you."
Kagero nodded, casually took Sanben's business card, glanced at it, and put it in his pocket.
"Mr. Kagero, thank you very much for attending my party."
Seeing Kagero put his business card in his pocket, Sanben was very pleased and immediately bowed and scraped, warmly inviting Kagero and Shiranui Mai into the hall.
"Take good care of Mr. Kagero. If Mr. Kagero is dissatisfied in any way, don't blame me for being impolite."
After entering the hall, Sanben immediately called over a seventeen or eighteen-year-old maid and ordered her sternly.
"Mr. Yangyan, you can ask her for any requests. Please excuse me for a moment."
Despite his stern reprimand of the maid, Sanben Dog turned around and revealed a very humble smile, respectfully speaking to Yangyan.
"Alright, Mr. Sanben, please do as you please."
Although Yangyan had never seen such a brilliant face-changing technique before, he had no choice but to let Sanben Dog go. After all, this was their place, and there was still time.
"Master, you didn't actually need to accept Sanben Dog's business card just now."
Seeing how impressive Sanben Dog was, Shiranui Mai whispered in Yangyan's ear.
"Oh, why?"
Yangyan wrapped his arms around Shiranui Mai's slender waist, looking at her rosy lips, and the image of Shiranui Mai struggling to swallow his milky white bullet in the car flashed through his mind.
"Sanben Dog's Bird Dragon Society is nothing in the eyes of our Shiranui family. Master is the great ruler of our Shiranui family. Accepting his business card is giving him too much face."
Shiranui Mai replied. As the leader of one of the three great ninja clans, Mai Shiranui either looked down on the loose organization of the Bird Dragon Clan or admired the tight organization of ninjas, where the master's words were absolute authority. Once a battle began, even the loss of a single soldier would not affect the morale of the army—that was the mark of an invincible force.
"Distinguished gentlemen and ladies, thank you all very much for taking time out of your busy schedules to attend..."
Sanben Inu addressed the audience through a megaphone from the platform.
"Kid, looks like you're living the high life."
Just as Yang Yan was completely oblivious to what Sanben Inu was saying, Fujiwara Sai's voice rang out behind him.
"You lecherous old man, why did you drag me to such a boring party? You didn't even bring your granddaughters?"
Fujiwara no Tsai, that lecherous old man, certainly didn't have much to offer, but his several beautiful granddaughters were something Yang Yan missed dearly, especially Hanachiyo. Come to think of it, she was the first girl he'd ever possessed in Japan, and such a beautiful virgin at that…
"They're all still in school, they don't have time for these parties."
Fujiwara no Tsai took the red wine brought by the maid and downed it in one gulp.
"That kid Sanben, he's no good at anything, except this wine is pretty good."
Fujiwara no Tsai closed his eyes and swayed his head as if savoring the aroma of the wine.
"I'm starving! I woke up and you dragged me to this 'scanning ghost' party. I need to eat something."
Yang Yan looked around hoping to find something to eat. Several days of sleep hadn't made him feel nauseous, but after giving Mai Shiranui the beauty and health-enhancing product, he must have used up a lot of energy, and now he was starving.
"Let me get you something,"
Mai Shiranui asked Yang Yan.
"Alright, hehe, after I'm full, I'll definitely feed you tonight."
Yang Yan patted Mai Shiranui's buttocks, feeling their amazing elasticity, and said with a lewd grin.
"Protect your master."
Mai Shiranui smiled gently at Yang Yan, then said to the bodyguards who had been following behind her.
"Yes."
The two bodyguards were elite ninjas of the Shiranui clan and answered immediately.
"Not bad, you started taking advantage of Mai Shiranui as soon as you woke up. You know, Mai Shiranui is known as the number one sexiest goddess of the younger generation in Japan, and what's more, she's still a virgin. You're really lucky, kid. You've plucked the most enchanting flower in Japan."
Fujiwara Sai said with a lewd smile.
"Mai Shiranui is still a virgin?"
Yang Yan's eyes immediately lit up. Mai Shiranui was so enchanting and beautiful, her ability to serve men could drive men crazy, and she was still a virgin? It seems he's in for a treat tonight.
"Being a ninja is an extremely cruel profession. A ninja's life consists of only two things: loyalty to their master and fighting. A woman who wants to become a ninja must give up her womanhood. And a female ninja will never allow any other man besides her master. You could say a female ninja is an absolute sex slave, existing only for her master. Hehe, I've heard that many of the secret techniques female ninjas possess are beyond the reach of other women. Having a female ninja is the ultimate dream for successful Japanese men. You're quite the lucky guy..."
Fujiwara Sai replied, his eyes scanning the crowd for beautiful women.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I hope my party will bring you enjoyment. Please enjoy the entertainment I've prepared for you."
Sanben's voice grew louder, and ten girls in sexy short skirts entered the hall.
"What's going on here?"
Looking at these rather attractive girls, Yang Yan asked curiously.
"These are the beauties preparing to enter the AV industry. Not bad at all. I didn't expect Sanben to be able to get such good stuff."
Looking at the girls, Fujiwara Sai's eyes seemed to light up.
“These AV stars are often invited to entertain at high-society parties in Japan. These girls are probably still virgins, but they've all received specialized AV training. They're just waiting for these celebrities to deflower them so they can officially enter the AV industry and become stars,”
explained Mai Shiranui, carrying a plate, as she returned to Yang Yan's side.
“Entertain?”
Yang Yan was a little confused.
“Mr. Yang Yan, have you taken a fancy to any girl? I'd like to introduce you to her?”
Sanben Inu smiled and approached Yang Yan.
“Master, have you taken a fancy to anyone?”
Sanben Inu asked Fujiwara Sai, who was standing next to Yang Yan.
“That one in the sailor uniform is quite nice.”
Fujiwara Sai's eyes swept over all the girls, pointing to a girl who looked no more than fifteen or sixteen years old.
“Master has excellent taste. This is Otofumi Aiko, she's only fifteen years old, but I specifically chose her.”
Sanben Inu knew Fujiwara Sai's preferences well and immediately identified Fujiwara Sai's target.
“And Mr. Yang Yan?”
Sanben Inu turned to ask Yang Yan.
“Do I have to choose?”
Yang Yan asked.
"Of course, does that mean Mr. Kagerou doesn't like these women?"
Sanben looked at Kagerou with some doubt.
"Master, it's very embarrassing to attend a party like this without an AV actress by your side,"
Mai Shiranui whispered in Kagerou's ear.
"I see, let me see."
Since he was here, Kagerou had no choice but to follow the local custom and start looking for girls of his type in the crowd.
"Don't worry, I've already checked. In Sanben's eyes, the person here is the most honorable as the master, so as long as the master chooses a girl, Sanben will definitely send her to the master,"
Mai Shiranui whispered in Kagerou's ear.
"You choose for me."
Although these girls all looked pretty, they were far inferior to Mai Shiranui. The women Kagerou had met, such as the bar owner, Fujiwara Hanachiyo, and Mai Shiranui, were all absolute beauties. Kagerou, whose tastes had been spoiled by these beauties, was naturally not interested in these girls with ordinary looks.
"Let me see..."
Mai Shiranui put a piece of beef into Kagerou's mouth before turning around to take a closer look at these girls.
"They're all quite ordinary. Mr. Sanben, are you looking down on our Shiranui clan's master?"
Shiranui Mai looked all the girls over, clearly dissatisfied with their appearance. Serving one's master was a sacred duty; how could these ordinary girls possibly serve him? Her expression changed instantly, and she coldly addressed Sanben.
"Yes, yes, it was my oversight. I'll rearrange things immediately..."
Seeing Shiranui Mai's displeasure, Sanben immediately broke out in a cold sweat. He knew very well the power of the Shiranui clan; if he displeased them, the century-old Black Dragon Society might be wiped out tomorrow. While apologizing to Shiranui Mai, Sanben tried hard to recall what kind of beauty could satisfy her.
"Mai, you really know how to extort money,"
Yang Yan said with a smile, enjoying the food Shiranui Mai was feeding him.
"Actually, these women are pretty good in the AV industry, but I heard that Sanben's daughter, Sanben Xiang, is the most active teenage beauty star this year. Serving her master is such a noble task, so at least his daughter should personally take the lead,"
Mai Shiranui laughed.
"Haha, I've also heard of Sanben Xiang. I heard she's a pure and innocent beauty."
Yang Yan was obviously very happy, and immediately began to plan how to train this beautiful girl who appeared very pure in the media.
"Ah..."
A sudden scream immediately interrupted Yang Yan's daydream. "Protect Master."
Mai Shiranui's long sword flashed, blocking Yang Yan's way. Two bodyguards, each holding a long sword, stood on either side of Yang Yan.
"No way, this is disgusting."
Yang Yan looked from behind Mai Shiranui towards the direction of the scream, and what he saw immediately made him scream.
All the AV girls had disappeared, turning into monsters that were two meters tall with dog heads and covered in hair. Many high-society figures in the room were knocked to the ground by these monsters, their sharp teeth tearing them apart and leaving them bloody.
"What kind of monsters are these?"
Yang Yan asked.
"I don't know, there aren't any monsters like this in Japan. Damn it, I was just drooling over them! I'm going to kill them..."
Fujiwara Sai, his dream shattered, charged towards the monsters.
"They look a lot like monsters from European legends, werewolves,"
Mai Shiranui said uncertainly.
"No way, their heads look like dogs to me, they're probably dog-men,"
Kagerou said, not thinking the monsters' heads resembled wolves.
"These monsters are terrifying..."
Mai Shiranui's words were immediately proven true; Fujiwara Sai, covered in blood, flew back, badly beaten by the ronin.
"Protect Master, let's go first,"
Mai Shiranui commanded.

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