Chapter 192: National Server Enchantress, I challenge you!

"If only Zi were my exclusive Great Light Sphere... Every time I finished a fight, I could just say, 'Lord God, repair me,' and I wouldn't even have to pay the reward points myself."

Having been restored to full health, Jia Ji felt as if his body had been hammered inside and out by some force. Although it was the same body as before, the power he could unleash was several times stronger than in the past.

With this single restoration, his HP had increased by several points.

His heart roared like an engine, and his veins and arteries pulsed, urging him to fight. At this very moment, in this very place, besides Ba Yun Zi and You You Zi, who was currently tending to her, the only one who could be called an opponent was the half-spirit swordsman, Hunpo Yaoji.

"Let's test the waters first."

Speaking with a double entendre, Jia Ji extended his finger and hooked it provocatively toward the Saigyouji family's ancestral gardener, his tone exceptionally arrogant.

A half-spirit is a being that is half-human and half-ghost, possessing both a human body and mind, as well as the longevity of a ghost—a special race that wanders between the Netherworld and the human realm.

Although Hunpo Yaoji's strength had not yet reached its peak, as a half-human, half-spirit swordsman, she possessed a tough physique that ordinary humans lacked, extraordinary talent in the sword arts, and, more importantly, a long lifespan to hone that talent into real strength.

Everything about her built a solid foundation of power. By now, she was no less than an ordinary Great Yokai. If not for the fact that she was holed up in such a small place to protect Saigyouji You You Zi, she would likely have become an extraordinary swordsman renowned throughout the world.

"Hunpo Yaoji."

The white-haired swordsman introduced herself in a low voice. After the two terrifying fist winds Jia Ji had just casually unleashed, she understood that the judgment she had rashly made was a grave mistake. Stopping this guy would be no simple task, but...

"Please, enlighten me."

The long white hair, neatly combed back into a single ponytail without a single strand out of place, reflected her rigorous and stubborn nature—just like the blade in her hand, she would rather break than bend.

She began practicing the blade at age three; that year, the moment she picked up the sword, she became one with it.

Unable to put it down, she realized the "Life Two-Sword Style" at age nine.

She once slew a Yamabushi Tengu on Mount Koya.

By twenty, she had mastered all the sword manuals in the world, and there were few rivals in the Eastern cultivation world.

Yet now, in the sixtieth year of her swordsman career, she had met this person, who had issued an invitation to her.

Her sword style and her blade would not allow her to admit defeat without even trying. Beyond the duty of protecting her lord, as a swordsman and a martial artist, Yaoji had her own pride.

"Hunpo Yaoji, I challenge you!"

Two cold glints were drawn from her waist at high speed, carrying a sharpness that tore through the air and even space itself, slashing toward the completely undefended Jia Ji in an instant.

——Slash!

Silver-thread-like blade light bloomed. The long sword, imbued with spiritual power, was incomparably sharp, its cutting power elevated to a terrifying level.

The two swords drawn from Yaoji's hand: the longer one had a cherry blossom pattern on the hilt, a tuft of fluffy white hair at the end, a talisman stuck to the scabbard, and a cherry blossom tied to the end of the scabbard; the shorter sword had a diamond pattern on the hilt.

The long one was named Roukan Sword. Legend has it that during the Zhou Dynasty, Yin Xi built a tower of grass to observe the stars and vital energy, and upon learning that Laozi was traveling west, he founded the "Roukan Sect." "Roukan" implies a high tower for viewing scenery or looking out from a height, and this sword was longer than an ordinary Tachi, not something an ordinary person could wield.

The shorter one, like a Wakizashi, was named Hakurou Sword. It was the heirloom of the Hunpo family, like the "Sharp Sword" or "Wisdom Sword" in Buddhism, capable of cutting through even the confusion of ghosts, allowing them to be liberated and attain Buddhahood.

This Roukan Sword, forged by spirits, and the Hakurou Sword, corresponding to "Metal" in the Five Elements—there was almost nothing they could not cut!

"Let me test if it really can cut through everything!"

Jia Ji's eyes utilized his dynamic vision to the limit, searching for flaws in the rapidly advancing Hunpo Yaoji. Every movement of her sword, every second of force flowing, revealed gaps and defects in his eyes.

The sharp shockwaves in the air swept past, and the ground was carved with sword marks several inches deep. Jia Ji, however, stepped forward, extended a finger, and slashed down with an equally swift and high-speed strike.

The sword style created by the half-spirit body was a sword art researched by Hunpo Youki based on his realization of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. This was the first strike!

Ghost Sword "Hungry Ghost's Fasting"!

In the "Hungry Ghost Realm," ghosts suffer from constant hunger and thirst, receiving the retribution of karma; food turns to flame the moment it enters their mouths. This strike was even hotter than that flame.

The blade light crisscrossed like a torrent rushing into the sky, as fierce as hungry ghosts wanting to devour the living.

Clash!

——Southern Dipper White Heron · Fierce Egret Slash!

Jia Ji didn't know sword arts, but he was quite skilled at cutting people.

At the same time, it sounded as if thousands of metal objects were colliding in mid-air, but that was actually the scene of countless sword lights and battle Qi crisscrossing.

Boom————!!!!

Countless sword Qi exploded with the two as the center. The ground was fiercely plowed open by the sword Qi for several layers, finally dissipating to reveal the two people within.

Hunpo Yaoji's hands trembled unnaturally. What she had just slashed felt nothing like a flesh-and-blood body; that finger felt like the concentrated power of a mountain, completely suppressing her with sheer force.

Is this still human?!

She was horrified inside, but her hands didn't stop. She pulled her sword back, and her narrow eyes, which had been almost slits, instantly opened wide, revealing pupils a size smaller than ordinary people's and whites that occupied most of the eyeball.

Only by using every available martial art and exhausting every available ounce of strength could one be qualified to say they were defeated. It was still far, far too early to say that now!

Regroup!

Second strike, "Flash of Two Hundred Yojanas"!

Legend has it that the "Great Scorching Hell," one of the "Eight Hot Hells," contains raging fires five hundred yojanas high and two hundred yojanas wide. A yojana refers to the distance a bull can pull a yoke in a day; the length standard is not uniform, ranging from seven to fifteen kilometers.

"Two Hundred Yojanas" is roughly 1400-3000 kilometers. Although "flash" is an exaggeration, one can glimpse its extreme speed from the name of the move.

The countless brilliant sword lights that had originally bloomed like a hundred flowers in the sky were reduced to just one in an instant. Just that one, but its danger was ten times greater.

"It's almost on par with the strengthened Shana from back then, but unfortunately... I am no longer the me I was back then!"

Rumble!

A roar comparable to thunder.

He took a light step forward, and the ground remained intact.

But at this moment, Jia Ji felt as if the air around him had become as viscous as water. This step he took seemed to require ten times the force he had used before; that was the air resistance he felt after unleashing super-speed.

This was the flying light-body technique corresponding to the Phoenix Fist's "Phoenix Calling Battle Block Heaven," a lost art of the Beidou Shenquan that Jia Ji had re-realized after the "Rite of Heaven's Bestowal."

——It is called "Thunderstorm God Foot"!

(End of chapter)