Original God: Thunder God, don't draw your sword. The nutrition can't keep up.
1Inamita from 500 years ago! An infant eighth-stage Remnant!

Penglai Mo

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Tivat Continent!

Song God Island! Iname Castle!

On the Eternal Paradise ruled by one of the Seven Gods, the city on the huge island was unusually magnificent.

The criss-crossing cherry trees brought some warmth to the cool city. Perhaps it was because it had just ushered in the spring, the falling cherry blossom petals still carried a few wisps of moisture.

If one were to look at it from above, the well-arranged city plan would be flat and perfect, and one could see everything at a glance. It must have been done by a master.

From the slightly lively business street Hanami-saka to Machi-ga Street, it extended to the Heavenly Order Enforcement Office, which was in charge of public security and the shogunate's armaments.

At the end, the supreme Heavensguard Pavilion could see everything.

That was the most distinguished body in the world, the place where Yu Jianming lived.

At this moment, the originally quiet and dignified high-roofed attic was filled with frivolous laughter that did not match the tone of this place.

In the attic!

A few rolls of clean bamboo mats were placed on the mahogany floor. There were black wooden doors carved with complicated patterns on both sides to block out the breeze. They were decorated with golden fluorescent lights. In the center, the "Three-fold Ba Pattern of Thunder" was shining brightly, giving people a solemn and imposing feeling.

In the middle, a wide table made of agarwood was placed on a bamboo mat. A man and a woman sat opposite each other.

"Looking at the time, it seems like the Imperial God Sword Festival is about to end.”

A devilish looking young man dressed in a greenish-black robe looked at the looming Ying Xiangshan in the distance and poured himself a cup of sake.

"I didn't expect you to hand over your own responsibilities to your sister. It seems that you've become cunning unknowingly, Barr.”

As he said that, he looked at the Seven Rulers of the Mortal World, the first Thunder God, Thunder God Zhen!

Lord Thunder God's long hair was as thick as purple silk, decorated with wisteria flowers. Two strands were draped over his shoulders, and the rest were braided into a long braid. It emitted a cold and lonely light like precious metal.

She was wearing a fitting and simple light purple kimono. The elegant lines of her slender neck and exquisite collarbone were unfortunately hidden by the fabric. The red silk high-waisted bundle connected the top and bottom, and the front of the kimono was quite short. However, the wide sleeves embroidered with thunder patterns covered her clean and bare legs under the shadow.

Ro Li felt that it was a pity that Lord Thunder God didn't reveal anything. If she wore a tight outfit that accentuated her figure like her sister Baalzeb, she might be more attractive.

Unlike his younger sister, Lei Ying, who gave people the first impression of being a little dull and not good at talking, Thunderbolt was lively and gentle. He was better at dealing with people. Of course, he also had the noble air and oppression of a high position and power.

"Ah, there's an old saying in Liyue that goes,'The person who stands near vermilion is red and the person who stands near ink is black'. I think she probably became like this because she was influenced by the people around her.”

She stared at him as if she was looking at the culprit. Then, she waved her sleeve to cover the smile that spread from the corner of her mouth.

Unfortunately, the corners of her slightly raised eyes had already exposed her unspoken words.

Ro Li rolled his eyes.”

"I didn't name you."

After teasing him, Zhen also followed his gaze and looked at Ying Xiangshan, muttering softly with a hint of emotion.

" There's no other way. After all, there's not much time left. Sooner or later, I'll have to hand over the handling of these matters to Ying. Otherwise, when that time comes..."

Ro Li only pretended not to hear her when her words disappeared in the breeze. He looked up at Inomi's territory and sighed,""Speaking of which, time really flies. In the blink of an eye, a few hundred years have passed, and the rice wives have turned from desolated lands into a paradise.”

As he muttered to himself, he couldn't help but sink into his memories.

Like most of his peers, Ro Li was a transmigrator who liked the Original God.

However, the difference was that when he first transmigrated, he came to the Tivat Continent 3,000 years ago, where the Tornado Demon God and the Wolf King of the North Wind were still fighting for the position of the Wind God.

At that time, the demon gods of Tivat were everywhere, and natural and man-made disasters occurred frequently. It was extremely difficult for mortals to survive.

Fortunately, Ro Li had awakened the Longevity Registration System. As long as he lived long enough, he could obtain all kinds of talents and items every year.

After surviving the most difficult initial period, he finally had the ability to travel around this mysterious and beautiful world.

In the past 2,500 years, he had joined forces with a wisp of the Thousand Winds to overthrow the rule of the lonely king of the tower, and he had also cleared the eight wastelands together with the Rock Devil God.

During this time, he witnessed the Cold Sky Spike descending from the skies to the Icy Snow Ancient Nation, and he also witnessed the decline of the Honorable Lawrence Clan.

Until several hundred years ago, Ro Li crossed the sea and came to Inaba, intending to start a new journey in this beautiful place where the cherry blossoms were scattered.

Then…he was attracted by the lightning twin sisters and chose to stop without hesitation, slowly blending into the shogunate.

The main reason was that he wanted to save many tragedies, not because he had the intention to covet them.

"Alright, I'm just greedy for their bodies. I'm honest and worthy of praise!”

Ro Li silently glanced at Lei Dongzhen and calculated how long it would take for the war to destroy Kanreya.

At that time, the gentle woman in front of him would have no choice but to transform into a sakura god in order to protect Shadow and Inamika.

Even his good friends, Foxfast Palace and Miyuki Chiyo, would die in the aftermath of this disaster. The entire Iname Family would suffer heavy losses.

"What are you thinking about?"

When Ro Li came back to his senses, he realized that he had been looking at him with a curious expression.

"I'm wondering why the Imperial God Sword Festival hasn't ended yet.”

Ro Li casually found an excuse to brush it off. He leaned on the cushion casually, without the restraint and respect of meeting a god.

Zhen smiled lightly and said,""After all, this is Ying's first time personally hosting a ceremony, so it's inevitable that he's unfamiliar and immature. Although he has the help of the Abstinence Palace, he still needs time to slowly hone himself.”

The so-called Imperial Sword Ritual was the method of forging a sword passed down by the Ming God after he crossed the sea. After hundreds of years, mortals could finally make a sword that satisfied the Ming God.

From then on, the Shogunate and Mingshen Daisha set up a ceremony to take the best treasured sword in the world and offer it to the society, named the Imperial Divine Sword.

This was a major event for the rice wife. Every time she held a saber sacrifice, it was very lively.

It was not just Inamie Castle, but even the White Fox Wilderness that they passed by was crowded with people, all the way to their destination, Mt. Kageyama, where Naruto Daisha was located.

"You're right."

Ro Li agreed. He was about to continue when the wide sleeves that covered his lower body suddenly moved.

The two of them lowered their gazes almost at the same time.

A moment later, a fluffy pinkish white head quietly popped out of his sleeve and carefully looked around with a confused expression.

"Yingying?"

Perhaps because it had just woken up, its soft little claws pressed against the hem of its clothes, and its lively golden vertical pupils still had a hint of confusion that had not dissipated.

Immediately after, it met a mischievous gaze in front of it.

"Oh, you're finally awake, little thing?”

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