Chapter 177 How to Lose with a Divine Attire

Yan Xu lay weakly on the tatami, with the long-lost ginseng and wolfberry chicken soup next to him. There was nothing he could do. It was his fault for being careless last night. He was caught by the Xianggui who came after hearing the noise and was fought for most of the night. Although he successfully dug a pool in the hot spring area, he couldn't avoid back pain. He simply didn't continue to work, but lay there and let Sen Yu help him relax his back.

As a ninja, climbing walls and flying over rooftops is the basic skill. A skilled ninja can even hang upside down by clamping the thin wooden beams on the ceiling with the strength of two toes. So when Sen Yu concentrated his weight on his toes, the sour and refreshing feeling made Yan Xu unable to stop. So even if he heard that a great swordsman and an onmyoji were coming to seek refuge, he didn't want to get up.

Things are different now than before. With the steam engine and breech-loading rifles, although the great swordsman Onmyoji and the like will not disappear from the stage of history, they have lost enough weight for Yan Xu to pay attention to. Not to mention that these two people were the small gang that tried to assassinate him on the battlefield of Otomo's house. It was already magnanimous enough for him not to immediately order a siege and killing. Could he still expect him to welcome them with open arms?

"Yes, that's it. Oh, use a little more force." Yan Xu, whose sensitive spot was stepped on, hummed and said comfortably, asking Sen Yu's jade feet to work harder.

At this moment, there was a slight sound of plucking strings from the ceiling. Sen Yu immediately turned over and knelt aside. Her jade feet were immediately covered by her plump buttocks, with only a little pointed corner of her jade-like toes showing.

"Master, the earth spider has given a warning. The person coming is not a good person. Should we order him to be strangled?" Although Sen Yu was taken into Yan Xu's room, she was not even considered a concubine. Naturally, she would not take advantage of her status to do irrational things. Therefore, she spoke solemnly whenever there was official business.

If he were a gentle and affectionate person, he would have helped the other person up long ago, and would have said sweet words to make the woman happy, and she would have been immersed in his deep love and unable to extricate herself.

Yan Xu is not that gentle and affectionate, nor does he like to talk about love. He even thinks that it is good this way, with a clear distinction between public and private affairs. He also feels good about having an affair with his female secretary without having to take responsibility, so he just lets things take their course.

"Just be on guard. Also, have someone call Hui Ruomaru and Dong Hai Jian and let them see the great swordsman's strength." Yan Xu, who was lying there, smiled evilly. His muscles instantly tensed, his chest muscles burst, and he bounced up with the power of his pectoralis major, leaving two bowl-sized dents on the tatami. It can be seen how well he controls his muscles now. In other words, he has not yet mastered the power of sponges, otherwise what would be left behind would not be two bowl-sized dents, but a hole made by a pole vault.

"Master, there is no need to do it yourself. Many warriors of the Moroboshi family are willing to fight to the death for the lord. Even if the opponent is a great swordsman, he will be killed under the castle tower." Mori Yu raised his head and said resolutely. The master has not left any bloodline so far, so there must be no mistakes.

"First of all, I am confident. Secondly, my goal has never been to become a big name." Yan Xu shook his pectoralis major muscles, then moved his back muscles and waist. He felt that he was in good shape, so he said.

If Yan Xu really had to choose to live a life of idleness and wait for death, he wouldn't be under so much pressure, and he wouldn't have to go back and forth between several worlds. He only needed to spend the first month in the new world. He could have stayed in the Japanese world and become a local emperor, or been a young model in a club in the modern world for the rest of his life.

Unfortunately, he chose the most difficult path, stepped into the extraordinary realm, and finally transcended everything. Even if he had a bronze door and many golden fingers, it would not be an easy task.

For this reason, Yan Xu has always maintained restraint, not daring to indulge his desires too much or act recklessly, and he never forgets the basics, as can be seen from his efforts in learning boxing, medicine, and Taoist scriptures.

If you don't learn these, you won't be able to grasp the secret book even if it's right in front of you. You can't even understand the classical Chinese in the textbook, so how can you expect to understand a secret book full of terminology?

However, some things can be learned, while some must be experienced personally, so he can be cautious, but he cannot avoid all dangers. He even has to take the initiative to face them when appropriate as a kind of tempering.

Of course, Yan Xu did not lie, he was indeed sure that he could save his life. Through several women, especially Fukushima Ji, he vented a lot of accumulated negative emotions and got a certain purification, so he dared to use the middle-grade incense to refine the ghost face armor.

Thinking of this, Yan Xu turned his gaze to the side, where a full body armor was placed in a sitting position. It was the Seven Evils Ghost Mask Armor.

In fact, the Seven Evils Ghost Mask Armor is more suitable for lower-grade incense. If he also gains the ability to devour souls and grow with negative emotions, and then pairs it with the Soul-Catching Fire Cloud Chain, his strength will definitely increase dramatically, and he will be a demon-level figure in that world.

Unfortunately, he was left with a serious psychological trauma from the low-grade incense, the kind that even Princess Fukushima could not eliminate.

Yan Xu stretched out his hand and the Seven Evils Ghost Face Armor cracked and split into seven pieces in an instant, transforming into seven ghost-faced boys surrounded by black smoke and murderous aura, flying and playing in the air with weird laughter, making the scene very terrifying for a while, but the seven ghost-faced boys finally climbed obediently to various parts of his body, and then transformed into a heavy armor again to cover his entire body.

The whole process gave me the feeling of a Saint Seiya wearing his holy clothes, although it was a bit weird. However, this was also what Yan Xu was most satisfied with because it was so cool.

He picked up the Green Dragon Crescent Blade beside him, and the Soul-Snatching Fire Cloud Chain automatically wrapped around his body. Feeling the huge boost in strength, Yan Xu asked how he could lose with such a magical outfit on him.

In the side room on the first floor of the castle tower, Shi Deng, dressed as a monk, was sitting cross-legged like a stone statue with his eyes closed. Only the Yin-Yang master with a goatee, who had become thinner due to poor eating and drinking during this period, was scratching his ears and cheeks like a giant monkey.

Logically speaking, as a great swordsman and a veteran onmyoji, even the Mori family would treat them with courtesy and there would be no reason for them to be ignored. However, they have waited for so long and there is still no movement.

Unfortunately, they have no other choice now. If they don’t want to be hunted down anymore and hide in the mountains as savages, then surrendering is the only way out. This is why he immediately agreed when Shi Deng proposed it.

Sighing, Goat Beard picked up the tea and ate the snacks that were delivered for the third time. It must be said that the snacks were really delicious. Even Shi Deng, who didn't have much of an appetite, ate a lot of them, and he ate with gusto and didn't feel sick of them at all.

"My lord, please go to the martial arts arena!" Hui Ruomaru suddenly opened the door and said bluntly, his hand on the hilt of the sword, the hostility in his eyes was not concealed at all. Behind him stood Tokai Ken and a team of fully armed hatamoto. This made the goat-bearded Onmyoji feel a chill in his heart. Some bad premonition made him immediately turn his head to look at the stone lantern beside him.

"Alas, I'm sorry to have troubled you, old friend." Shi Deng opened his eyes and sighed, picked up the famous sword Zhanshijian beside him, and said to the goat beard with a little apology.

"Is it worth it?" The goat-bearded Yin-Yang Master had actually expected this, because Shi Deng was never a person who gave up easily. It was just that he really couldn't hold on any longer before, so he agreed to come to the Moroboshi family without much thought. As a result, he only confirmed now that Shi Deng had not given up the assassination mission. This made him look dejected, because now he couldn't escape.

"I have reasons why I have to do this." Shi Deng began to restrain all his emotions, becoming like a stone Buddha, cold and ruthless. Even the angry expression of Goatee and the hostile gaze of Hui Ruomaru did not cause any fluctuation in his eyes and heart. He calmly followed the other party to the martial arts field.

(End of this chapter)