Chapter 1159: Chapter 107: Unexpectedly, There Are Still Hidden Geniuses

Dagu Port, Fish Scale Reef.

This beach is blood-red, and the stench never dissipates throughout the year.

Today, the wind is high, and the waves are fierce. The howling wind and surging waves pass through the reefs, raising bursts of pale foam.

Yagyu Junko is dressed in a bamboo hat and cloak, her steps relentless, burdened with heavy thoughts.

This time, she brought along the eight best swordsmen in swordsmanship from the dojo. According to the family’s tradition, to initiate that evil sacrificial ceremony, these eight swordsmen must pair up to fight, and eventually, only one can survive to qualify as a sacrifice for Yamata Orochi.

Not to mention whether the girls from the family are willing to participate in such a nonsensical and bloody sacrifice—with no benefits and even risking their own lives. Nowadays, it’s no longer that ignorant era, and the swordsmen in the dojo have no monarch they must be loyal to.

Except for those who still harbor dreams of restoring the country… more accurately, those idiots who use it as an excuse to reclaim the glory and wealth of the past, who would willingly participate in such a nonsensical sacrificial ceremony?

As the old saying goes, it’s hard to succeed in a scholar’s rebellion even after three years.

Since the establishment of the National Salvation Warriors Association, who knows how many three years have passed, and nothing significant has been accomplished.

Now it’s just about making use of the waste.

After they complete the sacrificial ceremony and completely consume the last remaining debris of Yamata Orochi, they will be of no value.

The reasoning is clear,

but thinking about sacrificing the lives of eight swordsmen from her own family, Yagyu Junko feels heartache.

After years of raising these cabbages, who knows how much Silver the dojo has spent.

Even if pigs ruined them, she accepted it. But now, you’re telling her they should be used as a garnish for boiled pork slices?

The good news is, three volunteers replaced the original swordsmen slots, eagerly wanting to be sacrifices.

The bad news is, she can’t afford to offend any of these three formidable women.

Now the situation has completely slipped out of Yagyu Junko’s control. She is merely a puppet on stage, entirely unaware and unable to comprehend how these big shots plan to handle these weak women.

“I was just about to ask, what the hell are your names?”

“Kami Kichigusa.”

“Yoshimura Chizuru.”

Li Mumu and Shen Qingxi looked innocent and naïve.

“Shen Qingxi owes grass, Li Mumu owes sun?”

Xia Yubing’s lip twitched slightly.

“Does it sound good when people hear it?”

“Please do not over-interpret.”

“Yeah, Sister Bingbing, how can you falsely accuse them out of nothing?”

Really want to strangle the two of them.

……

“Those women really came, huh?”

Watching a group of people slowly appearing in the distance under the night sky, Maeda Chuoichi couldn’t help but mutter to himself.

Earlier, he went to test the Yagyu Dojo and paid a considerable price.

The ninjas and bodyguards he has been nurturing for years clashed with the exorcists invited by the dojo and ended up locked in the underground water prison drinking bathwater all night.

Then, the next day, they were kicked out.

Instinctively, as a merchant, he is reluctant to believe that the lucrative and prosperous Yagyu Dojo would want to get involved in this matter.

Not even with the Hattori family’s coercion.

There’s simply no benefit and no reason.

But he can’t say this.

The National Salvation Warriors Association has been sustained to this day relying on the last bit of this notion. Anyone with a bit of sense would have sought a different path by now. Those remaining are the stubborn ones marinated in seawater who are not quite of sound mind.

No such thing as honest advice or bitter medicine in this organization.

If you express even the slightest doubt, this bunch of rotten people will accuse you loudly: “You must be trying to defect, right!”

As a businessman, Maeda Chuoichi doesn’t really want to stay tied to them anymore, but he has no choice.

First, he came from a poor background. Back then, without the support of the yakuza, he wouldn’t have built his business empire with his abilities alone.

Now the gang is electing a new leader. Ale and the Dongwan guy are fighting tooth and nail for the top position, and Jimmy, you don’t want to step in? If the gang hadn’t protected you when you ran your racket, you’d have been dead long ago. Now your business is booming, and when the gang asks for your help, you find excuses to shirk it?

Being this ungrateful, the brothers would be the first to cut you down!

Secondly… he wants to talk too, he wants out too, but no one’s approaching him to talk.

Yagyu Junko is young, beautiful, supple, insightful, and reasonable. She has dozens of swordsmen loyal to her, adept both on the battlefield and in social settings; who wouldn’t want to deal with her?

And you? What position do you have in the gang?

Can you command those lunatics in the National Salvation Warriors Association?

No, you can’t.

“Of course they will come, those women are just opportunists with no real opinions. As long as the Hattori family reaches an agreement with us, their voices mean nothing and they won’t dare resist!”

Ono Taro declared confidently.

In his heart, Maeda Chuoichi silently retorted: the Saint said that it’s difficult to deal with women and petty men. What if these women have other plans with the Hattori family?

But he only dared to complain in his mind and certainly wouldn’t speak it aloud.

Saying it would be useless, and he’d still get criticized.

“Where are the Hattori people?”

“They came along with the Yagyu women, but don’t underestimate them just because they are few. Their ninja army might be lurking in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to act.”

Ono Taro snorted coldly, “Hattori family’s hyenas won’t emerge unless there’s enough benefit. I even suspect their real purpose for proposing cooperation is to wait for the three Hook Jades to merge, and then seize the fully formed Eight-footed Hook Jade. Aside from that, I can’t think of anything else that could motivate these hyenas, so conflict seems inevitable.”