Chapter 1162: Chapter 108: Yeah, What Else? (Part 2)

But Ono Taro hadn’t prepared beforehand, and it wasn’t the right time to ask his subordinates to selflessly devote themselves.

It’s not that he cares much about their lives; it’s just that the current situation is slightly slipping out of his control. Having one more person by his side at this moment is one more strength, and it’s unnecessary to waste it on such trifling matters.

Besides, there’s the Yagyu family, aren’t those women here to serve as sacrifices?

Ono Taro looked at Yagyu Junko with a displeased expression.

Yagyu Junko hesitated for a moment, just about to speak, when Li Mumu stepped forward and whispered, “Boss, let me make a contribution on behalf of the Yagyu family.”

Yagyu Junko’s mouth twitched, but she said nothing.

She dared not speak.

The current situation was beyond her comprehension.

Heavens, pity me, a brothel’s madam, why do I have to get involved in such a high-end scheme?

Li Mumu walked to the blood-offering station and swiftly drew a surgical knife across her own neck.

She took her head off.

Yan Yu’an: “…”

Ono Taro: “???”

What the hell are you guys doing?

Li Mumu held her head, glanced at the dumbfounded Ono Taro, and then turned to the Onitake Master.

Blood spurted out from her cranial cavity with a splash.

“Is it enough?”

“Enough… absolutely enough!”

Onitake Master instinctively glanced at Ono Taro.

Why are you looking at me?

Ono Taro was filled with sorrow and indignation.

Do you want me to follow suit with that as well?

But at this moment, no way could he show timidity.

Once he lost the momentum and the opponent realized his weakness, it would be challenging to fight for the Eight Feet Hook Jade.

There was no other way, and he could only cover up the embarrassment by making a loud noise.

“Good! Very well! Let’s begin immediately!”

Li Mumu reattached her head, and Onitake Master immediately began chanting the spell.

Of course, at this time, no one would focus their attention on him anymore.

Everyone was watching Li Mumu, who returned behind Yagyu Junko with an air of nonchalance.

It must be an illusion, right? It has to be an illusion!

Even in this sinister gathering place during the dead of night, with all sorts of demonic figures harboring ulterior motives, the style of this illusion was still somewhat too bizarre.

Yagyu Junko only felt her neck growing itchier by the second.

She held her breath, staring straight ahead without daring to take a deep breath.

Afraid her head might accidentally roll off her shoulders.

“It’s just an illusion.”

Li Mumu quietly explained to the Nanyun sisters who had come along, “Do you want to learn it? I’ll teach you later.”

The Nanyun sisters quivered like washing machines, bowing their heads in silence.

What about Master Huang? When is Master Huang coming?

At this moment, a fierce wind suddenly rose from the flat ground, rolling dark clouds in the sky, thunder and lightning crashing.

A bolt of lightning ripped through the night sky, revealing the colossal shadow of a beast obscuring the sky within the clouds.

That was the impending fall of Yamata Orochi, leaving behind its final image before its demise.

Three indistinct masses of flesh were slowly ripped from the wound in its chest, with one mass descending toward the beach, gradually revealing the shape of the Hook Jade.

Onitake Master spread his arms, loudly chanting the obscure ancient spell, and the three Hook Jades placed within the array were drawn by the blood into the air, converging toward the Hook Jade within the flesh.

This was a magical ritual akin to time reversal restoration, which sounded sophisticated, but its principle was not complex.

The key depended on the strength of the spellcaster and the grade of the item being restored.

Onitake Master’s ability clearly hadn’t reached that level, as halfway through the ritual, his entire body shook like a sieve, evidently struggling to sustain it.

“Mr. Ono, is this Master you hired reliable?”

Yan Yu’an couldn’t help but inquire softly.

Ono Taro pounded his chest and assured, “Absolutely no problem. Isn’t the surname Ghost Head proof enough? Ghost Head Master’s father is the famous Great Yin Yang Master, Ghost Head Masahiro…”

Before he finished speaking, Ghost Head Master suddenly stiffened, falling straight back to the ground.

Ono Taro: “…”

“Then this…”

“This is also part of the ritual! Do not disturb the master’s spellcasting!”

Yan Yu’an said worriedly, I’m afraid if we don’t save him, the master’s body will become rigid.

Watching as Ghost Head Master lost consciousness and the entire magic ritual was about to collapse. The struggling sky serpent illusion seemed to sense something unusual, and a sinister gaze cast downward from the sky.

Tantalizing as blood, the Manjushahua flowers bloomed on the beach, and the three liters of sacrificial blood evaporated in an instant, leaving only a faint blood glow winding around three Hook Jades.

Li Fire, Gui Water, Gang Wind, the three elements simultaneously erupted from the Hook Jades, forming into a stable triangle shape under the guidance of the blood glow. Fire borrowed the power of the wind, and in the blink of an eye, fused the three Hook Jades together, then submerged them in water for the final tempering.

With a crisp “ding” sound, a flawless white jade fell from the sky.

The Eight Span Curved Hook Jade!

Shen Qingxi whispered to Li Mumu, “If you hadn’t contributed that bit of blood, I reckon this thing wouldn’t have been crafted.”

Li Mumu flatly denied, “What’s it got to do with me? Didn’t you see it was fully automatic idiot-proof design?”

And to think it even gave a “ding” sound, anyone who doesn’t know might think it’s activated Wind Spirit Moon Shadow.

The blood was obviously just a catalyst, as long as they were gathered together, at the right time, they would recombine on their own.

Ono Taro sneaked a wary glance at Li Mumu, seeing she seemed uninterested in seizing it, he stepped forward to catch the falling Hook Jade.

Unexpectedly, he was blocked by Yan Yu’an raising a hand.

“Hattori-san! What are you doing?”

“Ono-san, shouldn’t you be attending to Ghost Head Master at this moment?”

Yan Yu’an coldly stated, “If Ghost Head Master doesn’t recover, how will you summon Yamata Orochi? Or is it that your restoration ambitions were mere words, and you never intended to revive Yamata Orochi from the start?”

Indeed! Otherwise?

Ono Taro was taken aback, then immediately drew his katana and shouted, “Tatakau!”

The Wandering Samurai, long ready, drew their swords with a howl and charged forward.

Yan Yu’an remained calm as water.

Wasn’t it you guys… your ideals? Your beliefs?

Truly a one-time deal!

Today, he actually just brought Han Bin and Wang Yunxiao along, any more people would be unnecessary, the three of them were enough.

So it seemed that the people present here were mainly from the Liusheng Dojo.

Looking at the enchanting female swordsmen, Ono Taro’s samurai were already uncontrollably eager.

What restoration ambitions, what venerate king and expel foreigners, is my worthless life worth a few coins, as if I don’t have a clue?

We don’t know if summoning Yamata Orochi can restore the nation, but the maidens of the Yagyu Family are right in front of us, those high and unattainable flowers usually don’t even give us a second glance.

Today, I’m going to let you wretched women know the true meaning of Eight Riders Snake!

Yagyu Junko’s face was as dark as the bottom of a pot, she had long known what kind of people Ono Taro’s subordinates were.

Not capable of success but only of ruining things!

“Yagyu Unit, on my command!”

“Hai!”

A chorus of disciples responded.

“Do not hold back!”

With these words, Yagyu Junko drew the pure black katana from her waist and with a swing from afar, slashed at Ono Taro.

The demonic Sword Qi burst forth from the blade, transforming into a Black Dragon that instantly engulfed the two rushing samurai, directly targeting Ono Taro’s chest with a fierce charge.

Ono Taro was terrified to the extreme.

He almost forgot, the Liusheng Dojo was not renamed to Yagyu Association Hall for a reason, because it’s truly a Sword Dojo, really teaching swordsmanship, and quite formidable at that.

When men think using their lower body, they often subconsciously underestimate women.

At this moment, he no longer cared about vying with Yan Yu’an for the Eight Span Curved Hook Jade, performing a lazy donkey roll, he darted far away in an instant, narrowly avoiding the terrifying Black Dragon’s strike.

When he got up from the ground, he already had a firecracker in his hand, and after lighting it, aimed it at the sky, launching it with a swoosh.

Shoo—bang!

A giant skyrocketing firecracker exploded into a brilliant firework in the night sky.

Ono Taro laughed heartily, “I knew you harbored ill intentions long ago, I already have men lying in wait in the shadows, today I shall have you buried here!”