Chapter 590: 202. The Great God got angry, the kind that can’t be appeased._2
"Rumble—"
Lightning crisscrossed like brilliant fireworks, covering the entire sea and sky.
"Look, what’s that!"
Someone suddenly shouted from the cruise ship, and the cultivators on the deck immediately ran to the edge, holding their breath as they looked towards the sea.
A massive mountain peak emerged from the sea, reaching towards the sky. Soon, the summit entered the thunderclouds, revealing bare rocks, as water columns crashed down with great force. In the sweeping winds, countless water droplets fell like a rain of arrows onto the sea, and the cruise ship was rocked back and forth by the waves.
Lightning continued to strike the mountain, blasting off fragments of rock.
The roaring waves were like thousands of troops, constantly assaulting, as if trying to conquer the entire mountain.
However, the mountain was too immense, and though bombarded by lightning, it stood unshaken, firmly between sea and sky.
The expression of Yomi Thunder God gradually became grave.
Amidst the storm, Mrs. Hoshimi’s eyes lit up.
"It’s Mr. Fujiwara," she turned back, looking at Mrs. Kasahara with eagerness, "Mr. Fujiwara has become a Demon King."
"It’s the Sacred Mountain!" Yukino Ritsuko instantly recognized her husband’s true form.
Mrs. Kasahara reclined back, lazily leaning on the chair. Upon confirming that the divine mountain on the sea was indeed the one she had seen in Hidden God Town, she understood that he had stepped into the Demon King realm and released his domain.
Feeling relaxed, the beautiful and noble Chairman Kasahara rested her chin on her arm, speaking to her friend, "He should have been made to battle more. Such talent and background, yet he wastes everyday buried in a crowd of women."
"What do you mean?" Mrs. Hoshimi asked irritably, "Don’t forget, we are also women."
"My, Yako, you’ve changed." Mrs. Kasahara teased, "Isn’t he your son-in-law? Do you want to bury him yourself?"
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Yukino Ritsuko looked at the two chairwomen in confusion.
The foolish woman was still too innocent, completely unaware of what they were talking about.
"Riho, don’t mind her." Mrs. Kasahara gently patted her on the shoulder, smiling, "She’s a bad woman who has ideas about her son-in-law, don’t learn bad things from her."
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Yukino Ritsuko was even more bewildered.
She couldn’t understand, but was greatly amazed.
Mrs. Hoshimi snorted, looking at her friend with a smile, "I’m not as shameless as you."
"Look at you, tsk tsk..." Mrs. Kasahara got up, pretending to whisper, leaned close to her ear, "I was just saying, you want to go to Takamagahara with your son-in-law, don’t you? Oh, and your daughter too..."
"I don’t want to..." Mrs. Hoshimi avoided her friend’s warm breath, her hand poked at her waist.
"Yako, you’re being tsundere again!" Mrs. Kasahara mischievously reached out to pinch her face.
Miss Yako’s face really felt good to the touch, and her expression when pinched was adorable... As Mrs. Kasahara pinched, she imagined how much fun it would be in the future to bully her friend together with her son-in-law.
"Himeko!"
"What?"
"Your smile is disgusting—"
Mrs. Hoshimi shuddered with goosebumps.
Being bullied by her friend, she blushed and cast a pleading gaze towards the sea, her eyes slightly showing a pitiful expression.
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On the other end of the cruise ship.
Looking at the huge mountain on the sea, Natsuki Kuri showed a radiant smile.
"Sure enough, he’s been living too comfortably. Without some pressure, he’d just rot in a woman’s embrace..."
The sea wind continued to howl.
She rose into the sky, like a dandelion, riding the wind towards the land.
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Unlike the chaos outside, the center of the explosion was very quiet.
Hoshimi Rinko surveyed her surroundings.
In the dimly lit space, she saw before her a large mountain enveloped in morning mist, and with focused observation, she could faintly glimpse the eaves of buildings and the green branches of pines at the mountain’s peak.
Wearing a shrine maiden’s attire, she walked up the mountain.
The plants and trees along the way still carried crystal-clear dewdrops.
At the place mid-mountain, at the only road leading to the summit, there was a small shrine.
She couldn’t help but stop.
At this moment, a strand of golden light pierced through the mist, shining before the shrine.
This scene reminded her of her childhood, waking up every morning for her practice sessions. As a little girl, her favorite magic artifact was the Shinra Bell, which she waved around every day. As she grew older, she began to wield a longbow and carry a demon-banishing arrow, gradually becoming a rising star in Shintoism.
Recalling her childhood, a smile appeared on Hoshimi Rinko’s lips.
"What are you thinking about, senpai?"
A voice came from the other side of the sky, and Hoshimi Rinko looked towards it.
The morning mist that had obscured the sky suddenly dispersed, revealing a clear blue. Somehow, Fujiwara Reya, now changed into a black and gold ceremonious robe, was gently descending from the sky. He wore a golden crown on his left hand’s fingertips, looking somewhat smug.
Hoshimi Rinko gently shook her head, sighed, "...Is there anything you haven’t told me?"
"Didn’t I just show you?" Fujiwara Reya laughed as he descended.
The sky was filled with streams of light, falling with his figure like a rain of meteors.
In the clear eyes of Hoshimi Rinko, he now had demonic power as deep and unfathomable as the ocean.
"What’s happening?" She reached out to him, her voice ethereally beautiful, like a divine decree.
Fujiwara Reya placed the crown in her palm, "Well, it’s a domain... Though it’s a bit of a teenager way to put it, my domain is indeed ’King.’"
Hoshimi Rinko placed the crown upon her own head.
Sunlight cascaded down, illuminating her face until it was crystal clear and the crown shone brightly. The forest wind blowing from the mountain ruffled her shrine maiden’s attire and sent her ink-black hair flying.