Chapter 1161: Chapter 108: Yeah, What Else?

“What’s happening?”

Wang Yunxiao asked Yan Yu’an with a look.

I have no idea!

Yan Yu’an looked helpless.

Things have gone a bit beyond his expectations.

Fishing enforcement is a tradition of the Special Service Bureau, but he hadn’t heard of Qianjin Church having this habit.

Plus, hasn’t the Church been reorganized now, with Battle Nuns joining the ranks of the Special Service Bureau?

What are you two up to?

Are you planning to… go all out?

Han Bin didn’t seem to mind, in fact, he felt a little excited.

Good, my sword is already itching for action!

Cardinal, right? I wonder how it’ll feel to cut him down.

Are we ready to make a move?

He asked Yan Yu’an with a look.

Hold on.

Yan Yu’an subtly waved his hand behind his back, signaling not to act rashly.

You can cut anyone at any time.

But if you screw up this operation, who will purify the earth? How about you, Young Hero Han, take a shovel and start digging?

The commotion on Yan Yu’an’s side, to Yagyu Junko, seemed like the most natural reaction.

Not causing a stir would be abnormal; what makes you Hattori family so confident that seeing the Church’s nuns doesn’t faze you?

It’s about making you fear, so the Church would also have reservations when seeing you, allowing me to act.

This is the long-standing, ancient political strategy of Ming Country called “balance.”

How farsighted I am!

“Now that everyone is here, master Kikuchi, please begin the ritual!”

Yagyu Junko turned around and instructed the hunched old man hiding in their team.

The old man nodded and stepped out of the team, saying to Yagyu Junko, “Just arrange the array as I instructed before.”

Finally, it begins!

From afar, seeing the Fusang warriors taking out shovels and pickaxes to start digging trenches on the beach, Huang Anshi knew they were preparing to set up the formation.

The first step is not the sacrifice, but to merge the three Hook Jade pieces.

Master Kikuchi trembled as he took out a notebook from his chest, put on glasses, and began to read carefully.

Huang Anshi frowned, put down the binoculars, and took out an identical notebook from his own chest, feeling puzzled.

“Huh? Master, that old man’s book seems the same as your Heavenly Book.”

Abao took the binoculars for a look and noticed the problem too.

Huang Anshi whispered, “You remember how this Heavenly Book came into my possession, right?”

“Wasn’t it last year when you led us against those cultists and snatched it from them?”

“Cough… don’t talk nonsense, it wasn’t snatching; it was a seizure!”

Huang Anshi coughed and said solemnly, “Back then I thought this object was fatefully connected to me, but now it seems there might be more to it.”

“Could it be mere coincidence?”

“What kind of coincidence lets us encounter this? I’ve told you all, our skills compared to true experts are insignificant. They can transcend time and space and manipulate destiny easily…”

At this point, Huang Anshi’s face grew even more serious.

“If we truly face such enigmatic Magic Giants, our trivial skills will be useless.”

“So frightening? Should we just run away, Master?”

“Run away? We didn’t promise them before, but now that we’ve agreed, if we don’t act when needed, how can I ever hold my head high in the Jianghu World?”

Huang Anshi replied solemnly, “You must remember, physical strength and intelligence are given by parents and cannot be changed. Only integrity is your foundation as a person. In the Jianghu World, always uphold integrity, never be treacherous, and avoid being despised and disgracing the school’s reputation!”

“Why are you suddenly preaching, Master…”

On the beach, the three Hook Jade pieces were placed on the Triangular Spirit Platform outside the formation. Master Kikuchi glanced at Yagyu Junko and whispered, “To summon the spirit of Orochi and reforge the Hook Jade, three pints of fresh blood are needed.”

“Three pints?”

Yagyu Junko looked at the female swordsman behind Yagyu Junko and then at the many warriors under his command: “Fine, let’s have them come up one by one and bleed.”

“If you want to truly control the Eight-Speckled Hook Jade, you must offer more than others.”

“Why?”

Yagyu Junko was furious hearing this: “Why didn’t you say this earlier?”

Master Kikuchi gave him a look and said unhurriedly, “A Divine Artifact has a spirit; blood recognition of the master is common sense, don’t I have to spell it out?”

“What kind of common sense is this?”

Yagyu Junko was still hesitating, Yan Yu’an beside him swiftly pulled out a small knife, slashed open his wrist, and blood gushed forth.

“What are you doing?”

Yagyu Junko was startled.

Yan Yu’an calmly said, “I trust Master’s words.”

“Why does it concern you?”

“What are you saying, Yagyu-kun? Isn’t our Hattori family here to perform good deeds without asking for returns?”

Of course! What else?

Yagyu Junko clenched his teeth, but since the ritual hadn’t started yet, it wasn’t the time to break ties, he could only mimic Yan Yu’an and cut himself.

Damn it, three pints of blood, how much do I need to offer?

“Line up and come here!”

Yagyu Junko ordered his warriors to bleed, they rolled up their sleeves, ready to cut their wrists.

Three pints of blood may not sound like much, killing someone and squeezing would yield it, spread out it isn’t much either.