Baxia Totem Artifact / Yoshi, Miss Hua... Mochizuki Chika

Lu Jun's expression was cold. The fact that they were assassinated by Evil Spirit the moment they stepped into Yanming Temple already showed that Nara was no longer the Nara they knew, but a great demon.

Rumble!

Too lazy to search them one by one, his terrifying Mental Power spread out, and layers of ripples submerged the continuous temples on the mountaintop, causing this illusory world to tremble violently.

Finally, somewhere in the dream, a dark red light rose up, its Killing Aura overwhelming, no less powerful than its own.

A sinister monk's figure appeared, and Nara roared wildly with resentment, "Damn outsider, what are you doing interfering in our feud?!"

"Heh heh heh, you still think you're right? You hurt my friend."

Lu Jun was furious. When Lao Zhao fought alongside Mo Fan against the Lu Family, he had already considered him a friend.

"Die!"

In an instant, Lu Jun used his newly developed variant magic. His clothes changed, half black and half white, as did his hair. A bluish-black gale howled around him, stirring up gray-white sand and gravel. A thick fog rose, billowing dust and flying sand and stones.

He combined four abilities: Curse Body Borrowing Technique, Soul Evasion projection, Soul Control, Ghost Execution of Through-the-Net, temporarily merging the Black and White Impermanence into his soul, thus gaining control of all the abilities of the Qiankun Twin Ghosts.

With his sixth-realm Mental Power as a foundation, Lu Jun was now equivalent to a peak-level ghost minister, capable of inflicting astonishing damage on the spiritual level.

Waaaaah!

A bluish-white gale swept across the mountaintop temple, turning the temple buildings, which were engulfed in billowing smoke, into stone, and then shearing them into dust under the fierce wind.

The entire illusion was shaking violently and gradually falling apart.

The Evil Spirit Nara was unable to dodge and was completely trapped, suffering excruciating pain.

Chapter 285 Baxia Totem

Ahhh!

The evil monk Evil Spirit, suspended in mid-air, screamed in agony as it was annihilated by a bluish-white tornado.

The Evil Spirit was in the very center of the eye of the storm, its entire illusory soul gradually turning into a smooth, grayish-white stone, and then subjected to the relentless cutting of dark blue-green energy, leaving behind countless deep, dense marks that reached the very depths of its soul.

Lu Jun's move already had a hint of Fusion Magic, carrying a sandy or gravel-like quality.

Although this self-created magic is not as good as a true Curse Body Borrowing Technique, as it only relies on the close connection between the two ghosts of Qiankun to forcibly combine with the soul, it may not be much weaker in the end.

Rumble!

With every gesture, he summoned "flying sand and stones," and a massive sandstorm swept across the illusion, displaying the aura of a demon king's birth and a great Supernatural Power being.

Even though this Evil Spirit had enslaved Old Zhao's soul essence, its strength was only barely at the high-level. In the face of the terrifying petrifying hurricane, it was easily destroyed and reduced to ashes.

"No, I'm not reconciled! I haven't taken my revenge yet! I haven't skinned Qihai alive! Those damned outsiders!"

The Evil Spirit, a wisp of mist, twisted in agony, disintegrated, and vanished into the air.

The entire illusion was trembling violently, and the storm broke through the membrane, manifesting itself in the outside world.

Under the vast night sky, a burst of blood-red light suddenly erupted from the dilapidated temple in the mountains, illuminating the surrounding area in crimson and making the dim environment appear even more eerie.

Inside the temple's guest rooms, the National Team stared in horror at the distant mountains and forests, faintly hearing screams.

Bang! The fierce wind that followed the bloodshed destroyed many tall trees, and the commotion made the small bear market below the mountain clearly visible.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Lu Jun instantly killed the Evil Spirit and looked down at the temple, which had been reduced to dust. Only an ancient wooden fish with deep blue patterns remained unharmed.

A wisp of soul slowly rose from within the wooden fish; it was Old Zhao, looking completely bewildered, his body covered in fine golden patterns that echoed the Baxia totem Magic Tool.

Seeing this, Lu Jun raised an eyebrow. Dressed in a black and white cloak, he approached like a ghost and reached out to touch her.

Unexpectedly, the surface of the wooden fish crackled with lightning, causing him a slight, painful shock.

At the same time, Lu Jun noticed that the White Tiger Pendant around his neck was flashing with platinum light and trembling violently. A Water Repelling Pearl bead was swirling in the dark blue starry river in his Spiritual World. Sure enough, both were Baxia totem artifact.

It's as if it's saying, "You little rascal, you already have me, yet you still dare to flirt with other girls!"

Lu Jun scratched his head. Aside from that, he vaguely sensed that there was a limit to the enhancement multiplier of human Magic System.

His Water Element is dominated by the power of the Water Repelling Pearl, and may no longer be able to accommodate another great power.

If a high-level Gate of Beast Tide, similar to Summoning System, were modified using the pre-Qin bamboo slips [Gate of Contract], it would no longer be able to accommodate the upgrades from the Lord of the Rings.

"Tsk tsk tsk, that's troublesome. I wonder if the champion's [Divine Seal Praise] can be enhanced on Water Element."

He seemed to be deep in thought. The Water Repelling Pearl had a base power of 1.5, and the Divine Seal Praise had a base power of 2 times, which added up to 3.5 times. Then, multiply that by any 10-times Heavenly Seed or a Super Rank magic spell, which would start at 35 times.

Wouldn't that be almost at the level of a forbidden spell? If one were to use that to cast a forbidden spell, they would be invincible.

Lu Jun once wondered why Mo Fan wouldn't focus the Divine Seal Praise on the Fire Element in the future, making the long version stand out more.

At that time, with twenty times the Heavenly Fire plus the Fire Element Holy Spirit, Fire Element breaking through the forbidden spell, it is estimated that a single-handed battle against Emperor would be a piece of cake.

Now it seems that this might be the reason; even human magic galaxies have their limits.

Lu Jun hasn't confirmed it yet; he can only wait until he wins the championship and then have his Temple Mother try it out.

A moment later, he flicked his cloak, carrying the wooden fish on his spirit body, which then transformed into a wisp of light and returned to his physical body.

Meanwhile, the bewildered Zhao Manyan returned by following the connection between his soul and body.

Inside the temple, in a room shrouded in the Dark Domain of a nightmare, Lu Jun and Lao Zhao awoke simultaneously.

"Holy crap!" Zhao Manyan shouted, "Damn it, you scared the hell out of me!"

Lu Jun slowly woke up, feeling his body was a bit heavy and hesitant, similar to the state of just coming ashore from underwater.

He glanced at Old Zhao, then casually tossed the wooden fish over. "You signed a contract with it, here you go. Sigh, all that work for nothing. You'll have to find me seventy or eighty Soul Seed as compensation later."

"Seventy or eighty Soul Seed?!"

Zhao Manyan, who was initially delighted, widened his eyes upon hearing this and retorted, "Do you think the Zhao family group's money grows on trees? At most, they have two or three Soul Seed."

"Alright! It's a deal. Either two or three Soul Seed, or see if you can find me some water-attribute storage crystals."

Lu Jun readily agreed, his smile cunning as he spoke.

"Are you trying to make things difficult for me? [Narco Crystals] are extremely rare; they can be used to create growth-type Magic Tool artifacts. Are you trying to make Water Element- Devouring Seed?"

Old Zhao complained that the wooden fish he had just received suddenly didn't taste so good anymore.

It should be understood that the Zhao Corporation is a large and powerful family, but even the head of the family cannot make all the decisions, let alone a spoiled brat.

"Don't worry, this wooden fish of yours is still Baxia's totem. When you tell your father about it, I reckon he wouldn't even bat an eye at the initial offer of seventy or eighty soul seeds, let alone two or three Soul Seed."

Lu Jun casually revealed a shocking secret.

"What, Baxia? That infinite underwater shadow, the Supreme Monarch."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Manyan was shocked and exclaimed, "Holy crap, Lao Lu, you're my real dad!"

"That's right." Lu Jun chuckled, trying to deceive him, "However, Baxia has very high requirements for its successor. You'll at least need to reach my level of potential before they'll even give you a second thought. I think you should compete for the position of head of the Zhao Clan family."

Old Zhao hesitated and said, "Oh, is that so? Patriarch, let's forget about it. My brother did a good job. I earned Baxia's approval through my own efforts."

"Haha, whatever you want, but only tell your father about this, don't tell anyone else, including your eldest brother. The secret of the totem must not be known to anyone, and always keep something in reserve."

Lu Jun smiled broadly and casually buried a chess piece.

To be honest, in the original story, Lao Zhao was forced to live in anonymity for seven or eight years and missed out on too much. If he had relied on Baxia to openly declare his ambitions and compete for the position of family head, he would have gained more resources and grown faster.

For now, Zhao Manyan still trusts his older brother quite a bit. It's alright, once the National Mansion Competition begin, there will be plenty of opportunities to make Old Zhao lose heart.

The two finalized their deal in a few words within the Dark Domain of the Night Thunder Dream Beast.

As the commotion outside grew louder, the other eleven members of the Nationalist government gathered around. Mo Fan asked with concern, "Old Zhao, are you alright?"

Zhao Manyan asked in surprise, "Mo Fan, this isn't like you at all, why are you so concerned about me?"

Lu Jun recalled the Night Thunder Dream Beast to the other world and walked aside without disturbing the others.

Then, a thunderous roar erupted from inside the temple, "Damn it, you bastard, you tricked me by using my name!"

Clearly, the other party only realized the change in Mo Fan's attitude after understanding the cause and effect.

Hearing this, Lu Jun smiled slightly. To be honest, having two clowns in the team is quite nice.

After the little incident with Yanming Temple, the National Team were quite exhausted and went to rest in the middle of the night.

I woke up at noon the next day and rushed to Osaka.

Chapter 286 Yoshi, Flower Girl... Mochizuki Chiharu.

Lu Jun got up early in the morning, rented a bus, and took everyone to Osaka.

He secretly estimated the time. Whether it was the Fei Niao City incident or the Yanming Temple Evil Spirit, he resolved them extremely quickly and gained a lot. He obtained a Commander-level Spirit Essence from the former and a deal from the Zhao family from the latter.

The members of the Nationalist government were very relaxed, as if they were on a picnic, and did not experience much hardship.

At noon, Lu Jun heard from his teacher, Dean Xiao, that Feng Li, the Grand Tutor of the National Academy, was very worried.

Try to increase the difficulty, but you're afraid of a hell mode. You might get some toughening experience, but your teammates might not be able to handle it and all die.

Lu Jun smiled without saying a word. Perhaps Feng Li would soon be free from worries. He was considering taking a short break from the group.

Taking care of children is too tiring. The Japanese Sea Battle City is full of Sea Monster, which is suitable for monster hunting. I feel like I can farm level 5 Primary Magic, and level 4 advanced magic is also possible.

On the bus, everyone gazed at the distant seascape receding into the distance.

Suddenly they cried out in surprise, horrified to discover that a small island was floating on the fog-shrouded sea!

Soon, the island slowly sank and disappeared.

Still shaken, Jiang Shaoxu asked, "What is this?"

The aloof Mu Ningxue, however, was incredibly clever. She hesitated and guessed, "Could it be that Baxia, the original owner of that underwater giant shadow, has been following us all the way?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was taken aback, finding it quite plausible.

Lu Jun confirmed, "That's right, everyone can ignore it and just follow us. They're practically bodyguards."

Guan Yu laughed, "Haha, that makes sense. Having a supreme being as a bodyguard for the national government is incredibly prestigious."

Just as the Nationalist government members were heading to Osaka in high spirits, something strange happened at Yanming Temple after they left.

A monk named Qihai suddenly went mad and revealed all his shocking past deeds, shocking and enraging the surrounding monks and worshippers.

They subdued Qihai, imprisoned him at the Metropolitan Police Department, and sentenced him to death.

In the end, the monks Nara and Miyata were exonerated, and bronze statues were cast. The old monks apologized and atoneed for their sins day and night.

The one who started all this, Lu Jun, left without a trace after accomplishing his task, concealing his merits and fame.

This matter has nothing to do with him, and he has no right to represent justice in judging anything. All he can do is use mind manipulation to get Qihai to reveal the truth, and then see how the local government judges the case.

It doesn't seem too bad now.

They lived a good life in a very cramped place, like an earthworm.

The National Government bus arrived in Osaka quickly.

The location of the Osaka National Palace is quite interesting, situated on two hills that rise about seven or eight kilometers from the coastline.

Shouwang Mountain consists of two very similar mountains with rugged slopes and steep gradients. The road winds around the mountainside, and you can often see some hairpin bends with cliffs just 180 degrees away.

The National Pavilion is located on the mountaintop and is also known as the [Shuangshou Pavilion]. From a distance, it looks like two gray-white castles standing on the mountain.

Between the two sister castles, high in the air, there is a suspended wooden walkway. There is only one mountain path, so the only way to reach one of the castles is through that aerial walkway!

To put it simply, it's a narrow passage through a narrow alley, connected by a suspension bridge in the middle.

However, the people in the Nationalist government were also shocked.

Jiang Yu remarked with emotion, "The roof of the Shuangshou Pavilion is actually an observation tower. Looking south from here, you can see the most intense naval battles in Osaka, which is why many high-ranking military officials live here... I never expected that Japan's National Pavilion would be so imposing!"

Upon arriving at the West Guardian Pavilion, two Japanese monks dressed in the style of Japanese samurai robes stood guard in front of the gate of the wall.

They saw the group of young people approaching, their eyes narrowed, and they were about to stop them.

A beautiful woman in a kimono, holding a parasol, stepped forward and walked over with small, delicate steps in wooden clogs.

She looked very young, but her demeanor was quite mature. Her chest was accentuated by the kimono, and her figure was elegant and graceful, like that of a noble Japanese lady. Coupled with the occasional glimpses of her milky white skin, she exuded charm.