Chapter 212: Chapter 212 Supreme Prestige Shakes Tokyo (2nd Update)

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With that cry, the blood sword in Qianshan Yipye’s hand shattered violently.

The supreme pressure made it so that Qianshan Yipye couldn’t even muster resistance before being crushed into a pulp.

The Sword Saint, dead!

There was dead silence all around.

The female disciple who had come with Qianshan Yipye, Qian Yezhen, was trembling all over.

In her eyes, her master was like a deity, invincible.

But who could have expected that he wouldn’t last a minute against this man and would die miserably on the spot.

At this moment, Takeuchi Masao’s face dripped with cold sweat, and as soon as he saw Xue An look up at him, he quickly stepped forward and said with utmost humility.

“Sir, I am willing to let Kiyoko become the Family Head of the Takeuchi family.”

Xue An smiled and glanced at Takeuchi Kiyoko, “He’s yours to deal with!”

Takeuchi Masao trembled all over, saying with horror, “Sir….”

And with a murderous look on her face, Takeuchi Kiyoko walked over.

“Kiyoko… I am after all your father, you…” Takeuchi Masao tried to play the sympathy card.

No sooner had he spoken than Takeuchi Kiyoko drew a dagger and plunged it into Takeuchi Masao’s chest, then gritted her teeth and said, “In your eyes, am I not even as good as pigs or dogs?”

With that, she pulled out the dagger and stabbed violently again.

Thud, thud.

After several stabs, Takeuchi Masao was already riddled with holes.

But Takeuchi Kiyoko still felt unsatisfied, her eyes red with rage as she kept frantically pulling out the knife and stabbing!

Xue An frowned slightly, “That’s enough.”

Only then did Takeuchi Kiyoko let go, but tears had already dampened her cheeks; then she turned and knelt before Xue An.

“Sir, Kiyoko wishes to serve as your servant for life!”

To give oneself as a slave.

This was the highest respect a woman from Country R could give to a man.

But Xue An just smiled faintly, neither confirming nor denying.

“These people…” Xue An swept a glance over the remaining people.

All of them fell silent, hastily bowing their heads.

“Miss Kiyoko disposing of the enemy, congratulations are in order; we wish the new Family Head of the Takeuchi family well!”

A smirk appeared on the corner of Xue An’s mouth.

Clearly, there were many wise people around.

Even if not wise, faced with fresh blood and death, they would learn to be wise.

There was still one Takeuchi Hideo left to deal with.

However, when Takeuchi Kiyoko thought to look for him, she found that Takeuchi Hideo had already run away at some unknown time.

Only a large pool of blood was left on the ground.

Takeuchi Kiyoko was somewhat worried, but Xue An just smiled.

If he ran, he ran. Would you care for the life and death of an ant?

Then he turned his head to look at Nakata Yuuichi, who still knelt on the ground, not daring to move.

“Sir… spare my life! I…”

Xue An walked forward and gently stroked the top of his head, directly searching through his soul and memories.

Many scenes inside made Xue An frown slightly.

These three Divine Officers were relying on the influence of the Orochi Shrine to do many heinous deeds.

Like kidnapping young girls for live offerings, for instance.

So he simply waved his hand, reducing the three dead bodies to nothingness.

With this, the Orochi Shrine that had existed in Tokyo for hundreds of years had its legacy severed.

That night.

News of the Takeuchi family’s downfall and the death of Qianshan Yipye, the Mirror Heart Bright Wisdom Sword Saint, spread throughout Tokyo.

With supreme authority, Xue An instilled fear into all the Daoist families.

Even the territories that had been occupied by other families were now quietly returned, daring not to harbor thoughts of encroachment again.

And many were quietly speculating about Xue An’s origins, all becoming infinitely curious about this mysterious and powerful man from Huaxia.

While the external uproar was in full swing.

Xue An was soaking in the hot spring.

It had to be said, the Takeuchi family really knew how to enjoy life.

They had actually carved out a hot spring right in the Tokyo area.

Originally, Xue An had wanted to take a mandarin duck bath with An Yan.

But An Yan was too shy and insisted on not doing so.

Xue An had no choice but to enjoy the wonders of the hot spring alone.

Just then, the voice of Takeuchi Kiyoko came from outside the door.

“Master, I have news about the matter you asked me to investigate!”

Since the battle at the convention, Takeuchi Kiyoko always addressed him as master, despite Xue An’s several attempts to correct her, but she refused to change her manner of address, so Xue An let it be.

“Good!” Xue An responded.

But Takeuchi Kiyoko actually lifted the curtain and walked in.

At this moment, Takeuchi Kiyoko was dressed in a maid’s outfit, with a very short hemline, revealing her long, fair legs.

“Master, let me give you a shoulder massage!” Takeuchi Kiyoko offered softly.

Xue An looked indifferent and nodded slightly.

Takeuchi Kiyoko walked to the edge of the hot spring, knelt down with her knees together on the wooden plank, and gently massaged Xue An’s shoulders.

Xue An narrowed his eyes slightly and said indifferently, “What did you find out?”

Takeuchi Kiyoko’s heartbeat quickened at this moment.

Because she had seen Xue An’s body in the hot spring, wearing only a pair of shorts.

Unlike those exaggerated physiques from working out, Xue An’s figure was extremely well-proportioned.

One could say that losing an ounce would make him seem thin, and gaining an ounce would make him appear fat.

Moreover, his skin was fair.

But beneath that skin lay power that was almost explosive.

The muscle lines were as if carved out by a chisel and axe, filled with a shocking aesthetic.

This impact caused Takeuchi Kiyoko, who was still a virgin, to blush and her heart raced.

As a result, she forgot to tell Xue An the news she had come to deliver.

It was not until Xue An asked that she snapped back to reality, “Master, I just found out some information about the Tenichi-Jinja Shrine located in Saitama Prefecture, where it seems a demon god is enshrined. There have been reports of strange occurrences, and although this has always been a secret, there have been a lot of disappearances in the vicinity of Mount Ontake in recent years! I found it suspicious, so I came to inform you, Master!”

After listening, Xue An nodded, “Step outside, I’m going to get dressed.”

Takeuchi Kiyoko stopped the massage and said respectfully, “Master, let me serve you as you dress!”

Xue An smiled, “There’s no need for that!”

“But as a servant, it’s my duty to do so!” Takeuchi Kiyoko persisted.

Xue An shook his head, “When I say it’s not necessary, it’s not necessary!”

Disappointed, Takeuchi Kiyoko nodded and replied, “Yes, Master!”

By the time Xue An was dressed and came out, Takeuchi Kiyoko was still waiting outside.

“Is there anything else?”

Takeuchi Kiyoko said softly with her head lowered, “Master, the mistress has already taken the two misses to bed. Would you like me to serve you in your sleep?”

Xue An was a bit bemused upon hearing this and waved his hand, “No, you may go!”

Takeuchi Kiyoko looked up, a trace of panic on her face.

“Master, my body is pure, not defiled or desolate!”

In such a night, a beautiful young woman telling you that she’s of pure body and offering to serve you in bed.

Such temptation would be unbearable for most men.

But Xue An was not most men. He smiled faintly, “I’ve already said there’s no need, go now!”

“Yes!” Takeuchi Kiyoko could only answer and then turned to leave.

Upon returning to her own room, Takeuchi Kiyoko felt somewhat dejected, and her mother, Song Anzhen, sighed upon seeing this.

“Kiyoko.”

“Mother!”

“I’ve told you, Mr. Xue is no ordinary person, and your method will not be effective!”

“But… I’m afraid Master will abandon me eventually!” Takeuchi Kiyoko said worriedly.

“I can see that Mr. Xue is indeed a man of significance, and since he has helped you, he will surely see it through!” Song Anzhen said earnestly.

Takeuchi Kiyoko lowered her head, still feeling a subtle sense of loss inside.