kvmb Chapter 610 The Purpose of the Samurai Association
Chapter 610 The Purpose of the Samurai Association
In the vast ocean, on the Japanese island, a samurai gathering.
In the midst of a bustling city, inside a room with a traditional wooden structure.
A boy with his hair tied up, wearing a black kimono and a samurai sword at his waist.
The boy pushed open the wooden sliding door, stepped in, and clattered in his wooden clogs.
"President."
The boy knelt before the wooden table and bowed to an old man.
The old man nodded slightly, but beneath his withered face lay a pair of bright, piercing eyes.
"Amamiya, in five days, the rising stars of Great Xia will arrive in Japan to participate in the National Exchange Competition."
"As the youngest and fastest samurai in my samurai association to gain the recognition of the Calamity Blade 'Rain Collapse,' you must win this tournament!"
Haruki Amamiya frowned, thought for a moment, and then nodded with a "heh," "Amamiya... will never let the president down!"
The old man nodded slightly. "Go back."
Haruki Amamiya slowly stood up, his eyes filled with incredibly complex emotions.
He bowed and left the room.
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"Kan Chuan Si, recently, the opposition led by Yuri Kuro Tetsuo has slowed down the cooperation between our Samurai Association and the Nine Realms."
The old man spoke slowly and deliberately: "Before this national exchange competition begins, I hope they will disappear from my sight."
Inside the room, a man holding a samurai sword slowly walked out.
After the Japanese Samurai Association took over the 'Gateway' connecting Earth and the Nine Realms, they attempted to negotiate with the people of the Nine Realms.
They wanted to find out where the gods of Takamagahara, Japan, had gone.
However, this action also caused the Japanese samurai association to split into two factions.
One faction consists of the cooperative faction led by the president, while the other is the opposition faction led by the vice president, 'Yuri Kuro Tetsu'.
The two factions have very different ideologies.
The Cooperatives believe in God, and their lifelong pursuit is to follow in God's footsteps and find God's footprints.
The opposition believes that human will can overcome nature and yearns for a peaceful and prosperous life, so they resolutely resist cooperation with the Nine Realms.
"Chairman, the number of opponents is not small. Although my Hanchuan family is the number one yakuza family in Tokyo, compared with the Samurai Association, it is like an egg hitting a rock."
Han Chuan Si frowned, his right hand resting on the hilt of his sword, and said with great difficulty.
The old man smiled slightly, making the wrinkles on his face even more pronounced.
"Don't worry, I've already found you some help."
"Who?" Han Chuan Si narrowed his eyes slightly.
"The fusion faction of the nine realms, and the Church of the Ancient Gods."
Han Chuan Si was taken aback. "President, I have a question. Why do you insist on cooperating with the Nine Realms?"
Upon hearing this, the old man glanced at him and a smile curved his lips.
"You know about the relics of the gods?"
"I know, it's on Mount Fuji, but there's a very strong barrier there, and no one has ever been able to enter."
Han Chuan Si nodded.
After the gods of Takamagahara disappeared a hundred years ago, many believers in the gods frantically searched for their traces.
On Mount Fuji, a relic left behind by the gods of Takamagahara was discovered.
For over a century, believers have tried every possible method, but have been unable to gain entry.
This gave rise to many legends about the 'Relics of the Gods,' saying that 'gods' exist there.
But most of them are fabricated.
“That’s right, the ‘Grey King’ of the Twilight Church of the Nine Realms cooperated with me by using the method of entering the ruins of the gods.”
The old man's eyes gleamed. "As long as we have enough offerings, we can open the 'Relics of the Gods' and uncover the mystery of the disappearance of the gods of Takamagahara."
Hanchuan Si was stunned, and gradually understood why the Samurai Association had actively applied for the right to host the 'Global Exchange Tournament' last year.
"You intend to... use the geniuses of the Great Xia Kingdom as sacrifices to open the 'Relics of the Gods'?"
"No! It's everyone who participated in the competition."
"Are you insane?! You'd even sacrifice a genius from the Samurai Guild?!"
The old man remained expressionless. "Their deaths, in search of the gods of Takamagahara, were an honor."
"You..." Han Chuan Si hesitated, then changed the subject, "What is the purpose of the Twilight Church?"
The old man's eyes gleamed with a sinister light. "Kill or capture someone."
"who?"
“A man from the Great Xia, named Jiang Ye, chosen by the Fourteen Divine Paths.”
The Fourteen Paths of Gods have been chosen!
Han Chuan Si's pupils contracted.
……
Great Xia, Martial Arts Academy.
The next day, early morning.
Jiang Ye woke up in his new dormitory, stretched, shielded his eyes from the sunlight streaming through the window with his hand, and squinted.
The military combat readiness area and the academy are separate, so the dormitories are also in different locations.
Those who didn't need to participate in military training were given a two-week leave.
Normal classes only begin after the other freshmen have finished their military training.
As for... the task Zuo Qing gave them.
There are still five days left, there's still time.
Jiang Ye got out of bed and pushed open the bathroom door.
As for Lin Qiye, he's no longer in the dormitory; he's probably gone to have breakfast.
After a quick wash, Jiang Ye wiped the foam from the corner of his mouth and prepared to go to the cafeteria for lunch.
Lin Qiye returned, carrying soy milk and steamed buns.
"Eat?"
Jiang Ye was taken aback for a moment, then took it. "That's great, then I won't be polite."
Lin Qiye smiled slightly, sat down, and watched Jiang Ye wolf down his food.
"What are your plans for later?" he asked.
Jiang Ye said while eating, "Of course I'll continue sleeping... No, I need to go to class."
"Huh?" Lin Qiye raised an eyebrow. "Our class hasn't even started yet."
"Isn't there a public lecture by the Great Xia Sword Saint today? I'll go and audit it."
Lin Qiye's lips twitched; he knew without even thinking what Jiang Ye was thinking.
You're not going to audit classes at all; you just want Zhou Ping to sign a contract with you.
"Then I'll go with you."
Jiang Ye looked up at him, "This is not good..."
"Breakfast money."
"Then let's go together, let's go, let's go."
After Jiang Ye finished his soy milk, he walked out of the dormitory with Lin Qiye.
The two walked side by side, the morning sun falling on their shoulders.
Students, carrying different books, walked to and from the teaching building.
"It doesn't seem quite right for us to bring nothing."
Jiang Ye looked at the senior students passing by, all of them carrying books.
Lin Qiye nodded, and a purple magical halo flashed in his palm, conjuring up two martial arts novels.
Jiang Ye was taken aback. He sensed Lin Qiye's cultivation level and found that he had just entered the Pool Realm.
According to the original story's pacing, they should have only just opened the second ward of the Gods' Mental Hospital.
Why is everyone using magic?
"Here, that makes it less strange." Lin Qiye handed over one of the novels.
Jiang Ye thought about it and figured that the changes in the world had probably caused the Gods Mental Hospital to change as well.
Without thinking further, he took the book "The Moon and the Sword" and headed to the classroom.
Signing the Great Xia Sword Saint is the most important thing.
When the national exchange competition comes, TM will directly crush the less competitive players.