Chapter 811: Chapter 9: Seed of the World Tree
Demon Mountain is a place inhabited by many demons since long ago, even older than humanity.
This ancient spiritual peak, steeper and more majestic than Mount Fuji, serves as an important balance point in Fantasy Land. Furthermore, the demons within the mountain and the people of Fantasy Land, and even other demons, lead independent societies with unimaginable technique power.
——Tengu are adept at photography, printing, and publishing technology.
——Kappa excel in steel, construction, and tool-making technology.
There are rumors in the Human World that the inside of the mountain is a large cave, where the Tengu and Kappa have their factories, and with just one day’s sunlight, they can automatically produce various materials. The demons only need to drink, read newspapers, and chat to enjoy a rich near-future life with advanced technology.
These rumors are somewhat true and somewhat false.
Some parts hit the mark, while others are not quite accurate.
For example, the use of solar power is not as advanced and efficient as to be almost fantastical. Otherwise, there wouldn’t have been a need for Shimotsuki Shrine’s involvement. The reason why Shimotsuki Shrine could secure a feng shui spot on Demon Mountain, besides having connections on both sides to bridge communication, is also due to their own proposal of interest exchange.
This was agreed upon long ago——
Thus, not long ago, under the ground beneath the intermittent springs at the foot of Demon Mountain, deep within the abandoned Blazing Hell ruins, Shimotsuki Shrine’s forces utilized the ultra-high temperature and pressure environment not found above ground to construct a nuclear fusion core.
This brand-new energy center has successfully ignited and continues stable operation.
Because of this, the factories inside Demon Mountain recently have thoughts of scaling up and expanding capacity.
After unsuccessfully inviting Miss Alice, Gu Mo also decided not to eat, tidied up his things, locked the doors of the Temple School, and once again boarded the cable car at dusk, taking the aerial tramway to Demon Mountain.
In reality, he actually has quite a few tasks to complete there, such as the industry upgrades with the Tengu and Kappa, which he hasn’t had time to tackle yet.
Mainly because he’s been unable to spare the time lately, teaching at the Temple School by day, and all his free time gets booked by Kamishirasawa Keine...
Well, thinking about it this way, it’s no wonder Fujiwara no Meihong gets impatient.
But these minor details need not be rushed too much, and Gu Mo doesn’t want the Tengu and Kappa to know of his arrival so soon, as the Kappa are easy to deal with, being just a bunch of homebody tech geeks. But the Tengu are not, rumors spread like the wind, and they are faster than the wind!
If not for needing to discuss with Shimotsuki Shrine how to execute the plan to rescue Suwako, he would have avoided Demon Mountain altogether.
Sitting steadily in the cable car, feeling the carriage’s gentle movement, gradually approaching the mist-covered mountain top, Gu Mo happened to see the familiar figure of the black-winged crow tengu maiden flash by, just flying away from Demon Mountain. He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze deep and restrained.
Completely without any intention of greeting Wenwen.
At least not now.
Speaking of which, Wenwen’s current situation of flying around everywhere, cruising at high intensity in Fantasy Land for twenty-three hours a day, also causes him some trouble... After all, there’s a saying that you can steal for a thousand days, but you can’t prevent theft for a thousand days.
Perhaps I should figure out a way to ground her? Like causing something to happen so the Great Tengu hangs her up and gives her a good beating, then she’d have to calm down for a while, wouldn’t she? Anyway, it’s said that Wenwen can’t avoid such situations, every now and then infuriating Lingkyuu Irin to the point of extreme anger, leading to her being strung up and beaten.
Gu Mo mused thoughtfully, seriously considering such a possibility.
......
"Hmm?!"
In the high sky, spreading wings against the setting sun, like a gust, the black-winged maiden suddenly halted.
Although she was routinely seeking new news material, subconsciously slowing down, not flying too fast, she was still moving at nearly ten times the speed of sound. Yet, despite such high speed, she stopped as if there was no inertia.
Only a few black feathers gradually fell...
This also shows the depth of this super paparazzo, who has mastered the ability to control wind and, through her crow tengu form, achieved the status of a great demon, in developing and mastering her own power.
Mainly to better gather material, the result of diligent training.
After all, excessive high-speed movement inevitably brings some troublesome problems.
Like her recent high-speed flight, the shock waves generated can easily obliterate everything within hundreds of meters, crushing whatever passes through. While time is the most critical aspect of news, and a reporter needs to be quick, if one does not change this disturbance—
It’s said that some believe she’s directly out to destroy evidence, rather than gather material unbeknownst to gods and demons.
So, to better gather material, Aya Shameimaru diligently refined herself, ultimately achieving this result, enabling her to completely control wind flow, avoiding any disturbances or impacts during high-speed action.
"What’s going on..."
Displaying astonishing speed and skill, the Wind God Maiden hovered in the air, suspiciously glancing around. She felt an ominous premonition just a moment ago, like a chill sweeping through her body, causing her scalp to tingle with unease.
"Who is talking about me...?"
Wenwen was slightly puzzled, she nervously glanced around, but found nothing.
Could it be that my earlier covert examination... no, logical deduction based on Lingkyuu Irin’s large wooden clogs size, to speculate her height issue, has been discovered?
But there’s no reason for that, I haven’t published it yet. I was planning to use it as filler material for when there’s a lack of news... Could there be an informant betraying me? Damn, it must be that Himekamizuki Jie, always using unfair competition tactics!
......
Even though Wenwen might have faced several retaliatory blows due to her profession over the years, presumably having suffered from many sneak attacks by victims.
Thus, she has honed an extremely acute intuition in this regard.
Yet because she doesn’t know what might happen, she remained alert with suspicion, but couldn’t find the source of malice, right under her nose on the high-altitude cable car track. After all, one car follows another, continuously traveling back and forth every day, but always empty.
Even now, the residents of the Human World still haven’t accepted this overly novel thing, and also due to traditional reasons, they are unwilling to enter the territory or airspace of Demon Mountain.
Moreover, despite someone projecting an image with materialized mass as a Spirit Body Projection, it maintains its inherent characteristics, showing no power, aura, or energy reaction, sitting in the cable car like a ghostly image... Wenwen would never have thought that there was someone in one of the compartments.
After the Crow Tengu maiden suspiciously flew away, Gu Mo arrived at Shimotsuki Shrine.
"Ah, it’s Lord Mo."
The Blue-White Witch, who was cleaning fallen leaves from the shrine path like the day before, quickly greeted upon seeing Gu Mo’s appearance, albeit somewhat restrained.
"Kochiya is sweeping again, how diligent..."
Gu Mo waved his hand, probably noticing Miss Hahuri’s restraint, so he intended to make a joke, assuming the attitude of an elder, yet resisted.
Under the slanting glow of the sunset, the white-clad, black-haired Taoist laughed lightly, walking over with his back to the twilight.
"Because there’s nothing else to do..." Sanae Kochiya blinked, still curiously examining the third Lord God of Shimotsuki Shrine, sighed after hearing Gu Mo’s words, "No one comes to worship, I don’t know what to do."
Miss Hahuri was a bit troubled; following the two Lord Gods into Fantasy Land also meant she had to give up everything outside.
When outside, Sanae Kochiya, at her age, was presumably a high school student, but now she doesn’t need to go to school, nor is there work at the shrine.
That’s why she’s rather idle...
Anxious to speed things in her heart, wondering if there’s another way, wanting to distribute flyers in the Human World but was stopped, naturally she could only sweep fallen leaves here instead.
"Pretty boring, huh? But it’s tough for you, following Kanako and the others inside..." Gu Mo smiled and shook his head. For Miss Hahuri, getting accustomed to the rhythm of Fantasy Land will take some time. Of course, there’s no major issue, especially since he has thoroughly understood this secluded place.
This land has incredible vitality, and presumably Miss Hahuri will soon come to love it.
Especially when outside, as a Present Human God, she was the one who didn’t fit into the larger environment, whereas entering Fantasy Land is the stage truly meant for her.
"Not really..." Sanae Kochiya repeatedly waved her hand, "Besides, I had very few friends outside, Lord Suwako and the others are my only family..."
So regardless of anything, even if she were to choose again.
She would still make the same decision, worrying, following the two Lord Gods into Fantasy Land, hoping to find a solution for Lord Suwako.
"Don’t worry, Suwako won’t be in trouble, didn’t I already tell you all before?" Gu Mo confidently reassured, full of certainty. He had checked Suwako’s situation and already had a solution in mind, not seeing it as difficult.
"But..."
Sanae Kochiya hesitated slightly; she didn’t know the true level of the person before her, feeling subconsciously that since he’s the third Lord God of the shrine, he’s on par with Kanako and the others.
Perhaps at most, he’s like Lord Kanako, not severely shackled by faith, yet probably unable to easily resolve Lord Suwako’s issue... Otherwise, Lord Kanako wouldn’t be so anxious, making little progress until now.
Miss Hahuri sighed inwardly, believing that Lord Mo was merely offering comfort.
"Cheer up, don’t think I was bragging the other day..."
The youth seemingly seeing the Blue-White Witch’s concern, lightly laughed and extended his palm to her, gently flipping it over, showing a seed quietly lying in the palm, about the shape and size of a walnut—
"Just need to make some preparations, this seed is called ’Seed of the World Tree,’ which is my prepared solution."
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