Chapter 507 9 Night

Chapter 507 Nine Nights
Late at night, Chiyoda District.

A military flying vehicle drove into Jiuye Manor.

In the co-pilot seat, Jiang He looked at the manor building in front of him.
The off-white exterior walls are matched with a dark roof, and the symmetrical layout is relatively regular. There are large glass windows and an exquisite porch on the front. The courtyard in front of the door is exquisitely designed and dotted with green plants and water features. At a glance, this manor villa may have hundreds of rooms.

The military vehicle stopped in front of the villa.

The two got out of the car and a special waiter came over and drove the car away.

"Welcome home, Miss."

Arriving at the door, the maids on both sides greeted them in unison first, and then took action. The thirty-six young maids, including the dressing maid, dusting maid, guiding maid, shoe serving maid, etc., each performed their duties without disturbing each other. Everyone had a very precise division of labor.

Kamishiro Mirai had a tense face and raised her arms as casually as possible. The dressing maid came behind her like a ghost, gently took off her coat, and then disappeared quietly.

"The evil Chinese..."

Kamishiro Mirai muttered something to herself. In the current Yingzhou, it is governed by Takama-ga-hara and the nobility, and divided between gods and humans. The so-called nobility refers to the old aristocracy, and as the reincarnation of Tsukuyomi-no-Mikoto, before she appeared in the world, she was also an active activist who "hated" the existence of the nobility.

"Senior, you look like you're used to it."

Mirai Kamishiro quietly glanced sideways.

"Yeah." Jiang He responded perfunctorily.

In the ancient martial arts world, the number of palace maids in the Dongqian Imperial City is roughly around 20,000, although some of them were lost due to the war. At its peak, the number even exceeded 40,000. In theory, the duties of these palace maids are to serve the emperor. Of course, he doesn't need them much and is not very interested in pomp and circumstance.

The two walked into the villa and saw the old butler accompanying an old man in a wheelchair in front of the fireplace that was emitting orange-red flames. The old man was very tall and strong, like a lying lion.

Jiang He glanced sideways. Both of them were at the peak of gold level, that is, tactical-level magicians, but the latter's condition was obviously not right. His withered vitality was inconsistent with his external image, and he could even be described as strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

“Grandfather.” Kamishiro Mirai bowed and greeted.

She maintained the necessary respect towards the only two remaining high-level fighters of the Jiuye family.

"I got the news." The wheelchair-bound old man turned around, showing his serious face, and said seriously:

"Prince Coffin, your strength is obvious to all."

"Your choice is very accurate. Don't mind the franchise. The power of the Nine Clans is to be used. After all, there is no time to waste. Even if you are not sure whether it can be controlled, a tactical-level existence can alleviate the urgent need for Jiuye."

"I entrusted the matter to you, and you did not let me down."

After receiving the compliment, a smile appeared on Kamishiro Mirai's tense little face, and a strand of hair that was originally pressed down suddenly stood up.

The youthful vitality and sweetness made the wheelchair-bound old man soften his tone and said gently:
"So, have sex."

Jiang He frowned secretly. He didn't quite understand the word "媾" after it was translated by the language module.

Kamishiro Mirai's face flushed, but she was more filled with disbelief and even a little fear.

"What are you talking about!"

"You should understand what I mean."

The old man in the wheelchair suddenly looked ferocious, and said, "Any opportunity to revitalize the Jiuye family must not be missed. You are the next head of the Jiuye family, and you must have the same ideals as me."

"Prince Guan Gua is not a magician, but he has a physique at the pinnacle of the tactical level. It is your obligation to inherit this strength and engrave such excellent genes into the Nine Nights bloodline."

Jiang He's brows relaxed. He now understood. However, breeding offspring was absolutely impossible.

According to the effect of the vicious sin blood, bloodline means a huge flaw to some extent in the mysterious realm. If he allows this flaw to appear, he, the Silver King, might as well commit suicide. After all, with a long lifespan, the significance of bloodline inheritance is almost nothing, and the reward is not proportional to the effort.

The wheelchair-bound old man roared angrily, "Now, immediately, right now! I will personally inspect and supervise. Prince Coffin's carbon-based syringe must reach the mouth of your breeding bag directly. No accidents can happen. After ten months, Jiu Ye will be reborn!"

"Master, drink some water first."

The old butler handed over a cup of tea appropriately.

The old man in the wheelchair drank a few gulps of the tea and was about to continue yelling when he suddenly fainted.

The old butler looked at someone apologetically and said, "I'm sorry, Your Excellency. Due to some unexpected events, the master's mental state has been unstable recently and he needs to rest occasionally."

Unstable mental state is naturally a euphemism. To put it simply, it is intermittent mania. The creatures in this world do not have golden wills, so their resistance in related aspects is inevitably insufficient.

The old housekeeper pushed the old man in the wheelchair back to his room to rest.

Shindai Mirai glanced at someone shamefully and whispered, "Half a year ago, the True Ancestor of Darkness launched a chaotic raid in the fortress. All members of the Dark Cult were dispatched. The Jiuye Clan was the first to be hit because they were on duty, and three tactical-level magicians died."

"The principals of the magic department, the Silver Monarch and the Blue Monarch, teamed up to severely injure the Dark True Ancestor. His whereabouts are still unknown. As for the Battle to Recover Kanagawa, it was originally intended as an act of revenge."

"The Taiko Nine Clans conduct qualification assessments every year, and the number of outstanding magicians is one of the main criteria. According to the current situation, the Jiuye Family will be replaced by the Jumonji Family in nine months."

Kamishiro Mirai said helplessly: "Grandfather is just talking nonsense because he is extremely anxious. I hope you don't mind. If you need me, I can introduce some noble ladies from the Nine Clans. As for the maids, I hope you can show some mercy."

Jiang He had a strange look on his face, probably because the fortress was named Tokyo. It seemed that in the girl's eyes, he should be eager to do something big after he arrived.

"What gives you the illusion that people are so hungry?"

Kamishiro Mirai thought seriously for a moment, stretched out her slender finger and pointed at her chin, and answered uncertainly, "It is normal for you to think of the sex industry when you mention Yingzhou. When you see a girl of my age, wouldn't you think of helping her?"

"Investigator, supervisor, discipline officer, widow, student guidance office, and other such terms, don't they sound greasy, like sweat, liquid, tiger and wolf words..."

Jiang He kept a slight distance away. This guy didn't seem to be a normal person either.

"Arrange a place to live."

“Ah.” Kamishiro Mirai immediately bowed and apologized, “Sorry, senior, I was thinking too much.”

The night was dark.

Kamishiro Mirai allocated the largest guest room. After half a year of operation, she basically controlled all the power of the Jiuye family except for the direct guards, including but not limited to the Jiuye Group, which was responsible for power supply to most areas of the fortress. The wealth contained therein can be imagined.

However, the Jiuye Group's ability to take on such a huge function is closely related to the privileges of the Nine Clans. Once it loses its qualifications, the power vacuum left will be quickly filled by the new family.

In the guest room, candles fueled by angry beast oil burned quietly, emitting the soothing and calming sandalwood scent.

Moonlight fell, Jiang He lay on the lounge chair on the balcony, continuing to comprehend the Holy Martial Ceremony in his hand, the second layer of martial patterns had now covered both arms. Dragon Spear Technique: Soul-Breaking Chant was promoted to Epic, this move was based on the Dragon Spear's Dragon Soul Execution, suitable for finishing off a battle, but the power of the execution was concentrated and released to hurt the enemy's soul, the effect was very good, but it was a special test of skills.

At some point, the dawn began to rise.

Bang!
The Holy Martial Ceremony was closed, and Jiang He took it back into his personal imperial palace.

If someone accidentally picks up the Grand Ceremony and has the qualifications to practice, then it will not be a problem for him to grow into an ordinary hero. If his talent is not inferior to that of Yan Jun or Long Cheng, the Holy Martial Grand Ceremony also has the foundation to nurture a great power of the era.

"Joint missions, main missions, special missions."

Jiang He closed his eyes and rested. The main task was to become a magician, which was quite simple. He just had to wait for the group awakening ceremony in three days. The special task required the destruction of the End Coordinates. Wuhe had already started looking for it, but currently all he knew was that it was not in the hands of the Red Monarch.

Among the three tasks, the most difficult one is the joint task, which requires hunting two sub-heroes.

"The Dark True Ancestor suffered a serious blow, so he will be counted as one."

"The Red Lord is born at the end of his life. There is no reason to let him go."

"In addition, to become a candidate for wrath, all seven monarchs must fall and give way, and all seven swords of Damocles must be collected."

Jiang He pondered secretly, his current strength was still a little lacking. A sub-hero still had the body and energy of a hero, 50% overall improvement and total damage immunity. If he were at his normal peak, he wouldn't even have to think about trying to kill or injure the opponent, let alone kill him.

"Dragon Spear Techniques need to be upgraded to epic level to make up for the conventional lethality. This means that we have to watch the Holy Martial Ceremony for a while. It would be inappropriate to delay any further."

In fact, as long as he rests for about a month, he will be able to completely digest the martial arts accumulation obtained from the Eternal Dark World. Not to mention the epics and the Immortals, there are tens of thousands of ultimate skills alone, and any one of them is of a higher grade than the martial arts in the Ancient Martial Arts World.

By then, it is almost certain that the Hegemony Saint Body will be promoted to immortality.

But he didn't like to take it easy. So far, he had never waited until the deadline for all world missions, including the last daily mission. If there was no secret impact on the progress, a seven-day vacation would not be a big problem. Half of the player participants died, mainly because the monsters in the right tower were expelled.

"In addition, we must also start collecting the ten bloodlines required for advancement in the Sin Arts Era."

In the Sin Arts Era, Jiang He focused on hunting speed-type creatures, which was related to the multiplier of skill improvement.

A drop of crystal clear prince's blood immediately seeped out. The blood clan is good at speed and beauty.

Sin Bloodline +1
"And most importantly, the Dragon Spear Enhancement."

Unfortunately, the doomsday world was just an ordinary world before the great changes, and there was no soil for the birth of epic weapons.

Jiang He endured the fatigue caused by the loss of his source blood. As his own extraordinary factors became more and more complex and the proportion of the blood prince was not high, one drop of source blood would not cause him serious damage like when he was weak, and objectively it was not worth opening the time ring.

"But it's useless."

Swish!
As the power of time descended, Jiang He returned to his prime. After midnight tonight, the number of times will be replenished. This seemingly miraculous power is not so rare to him.

A small white snake crawled between the shoulders and arms, and finally turned into a little girl in white, lying in front of the balcony railing.

"What's wrong."

Jiang He looked in the direction the other person was looking at in confusion.

In the early morning, birds were singing in the green scenery of the manor. On the street outside, a young woman was holding a small yellow flag and leading a group of children forward.

From time to time, elementary school students came out of the villas or high-end apartments on both sides of the street and joined the team, heading towards Chiyoda Elementary School two miles away.

Since the residents in the core area of ​​Chiyoda are either rich or noble, elementary schools have large security rooms.

"You want to go too?" Jiang He scratched his head.

"I thought about it." Zhuang Ya replied with her eyes lowered. She was not sure whether this idea would bring trouble.

"Your eyelashes are quite long." Jiang He casually affirmed the other party and said, "It's okay, but you can't lose contact unilaterally. Your strength combined with the God Hunter Set is enough to protect yourself in this world, but you still need a special guard team."

It didn't take long.

A door to a domain opened, and ten ferocious-looking strong men walked out one after another. In order to ensure the lethality, each of them carried a briefcase filled with chaos bombs. After being promoted to Immortal Puppets, the intelligence of the evil guards was no different from that of ordinary people.

In just a moment, another ten middle-aged female Dawn people came out. Dawn Intelligence loaded templates of hunter, sheriff, criminal, maid, butler, etc.

Zhuang Ya stared blankly at the twenty people in front of her. Even though she didn't know much about human society, she still felt that this lineup was a bit outrageous for elementary school students.

Jiang He said seriously: "I can't possibly postpone my mission to accompany you just because you want to go to elementary school, but it's obviously unrealistic to ask you to act alone."

"As long as you can accept the Guards team following you secretly, leaving the team for one world is fine, and we can discuss it for two worlds."

Zhuang Ya put her arms around someone's neck and rubbed the other person's cheek affectionately, her golden vertical pupils flashing with a hint of joy.

"Thank you, Orochi."

"piece of cake."

Jiang He nodded. As for how to arrange admission, that was the adjutant's business. Not to mention how Shendai would become a violator in the future, the atonement mission meant the other party's unconditional cooperation.

A quarter of an hour later, there was a knock on the door.

"Senior, do you need a maid to change your clothes?"

Kamishiro Mirai's words were tactful; what she actually wanted to say was to hurry up and not be late.

The door opened, and the young man had changed into the student uniform of the Magic High School. The overall color scheme was white and green, with sharp lines, neat and smooth cuts on the top and bottom, and the school emblem was embroidered on the collar and cuffs.

Kamishiro Mirai couldn't help but take a step back. She had long realized that the charm of this legendary executive was extraordinary.

"Senior, breakfast is ready."

Behind Jiang He, a little girl in white poked her head out.

"I plan to send her to Chiyoda Elementary School."

"What a delicate little girl." Kamishiro Mirai exclaimed, but couldn't help wondering, "Does the senior have any special arrangements?"

Jiang He nodded, "She needs to go over and investigate, so I can't reveal the specific details."

"Since it is related to the mission, that is what the adjutant should do. Leave it to me." Kamishiro Mirai became serious.
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(End of this chapter)