Chapter 1218: Chapter 695: Fantasy Township of All Nations

“Yagyū Jubei?”

Dorothy, who was initially not too keen on this challenger blocking her path, furrowed her brows and showed a slight interest upon hearing this self-introduction.

The Yagyū clan, the most renowned swordsmanship family in Japan, was reputed for the title of the Three Great Swordsmen. Their hereditary swordsmanship, Yagyū Shinkage-ryū, also had numerous disciples and was an important lineage within the Japanese samurai class.

The name Yagyū Jubei indeed sounded familiar; it seemed he was one of the Yagyū Three Divine Dogs, a famous trio from the Yagyū clan.

Well, finally a heavyweight has arrived, after cutting down so many small fries.

The Homebody Witch thought to herself.

Dorothy became somewhat eager. She had been perfecting her self-created Sword Technique of the Dragon recently, but previously she fought only small fry. Those Ronin Warriors had swordsmanship of various styles, but most weren’t skilled enough, so the Homebody Witch didn’t gain much combat experience from them.

Now, with the rare encounter of such a well-known sword master, the Homebody Witch felt a thrill in hunting and wanted to engage.

If she could spar with the opponent, surely she could gain a lot of experience in positions and techniques, she thought.

Based on this idea of craving experience, she seriously examined the sword master before her.

Hmm, a beauty.

Although her right eye was covered with a patch, it didn’t diminish the charm of her youthful and beautiful face. Instead, it added a bit of mystique, alluring one to explore the story behind the eye patch.

Though not as towering as the two-meter-tall Ghost Clan Witches, the Tengu template, being a powerful demon, wasn’t inferior. Her height around 1.75 meters was tall and graceful enough.

Surprisingly, this sword master from a noble family had a simple attire. She wore a plain white and red samurai outfit, with a Tachi at her waist. Beyond that, there were no ornaments, and even her waist-length hair was simply tied into a high ponytail.

Her overall demeanor was very neat and full of heroic spirit.

The Homebody Witch’s…

Oh well, she loved pretty girls anyway.

“Your teacher?”

Although actually wanting to duel with this sword master, Dorothy was playing the role of a cold-blooded assassin, not a sword-obsessed warrior. She cared more about why Yagyū Jubei blocked her path than the duel.

“I don’t know your teacher. Who are they?”

The cold-blooded swordsman asked.

The sword master opposite was polite, almost answering every question.

“Shinkage-ryū originated from Kashima Shintō-ryū, founded by the disciple of the Sword Saint Tsukahara Isshin, the Great Sword Master Kamiizumi Hidetsuna. My grandmother studied under Lord Kamiizumi, and I was lucky enough to be personally guided by Lord Tsukahara for a while,”

Yagyū Jubei slightly raised her head, speaking with a touch of pride.

She indeed had the right to be proud. Japan was rich in swordsmanship styles, with numerous warriors practicing them, but only one and a half individuals were universally respected with the title of Sword Saint.

The full title belonged to the founder of Kashima Shintō-ryū, Lord Tsukahara Isshin.

The remaining half-title was claimed by their founder, the beloved pupil of Tsukahara Isshin, Lord Kamiizumi Hidetsuna.

Lord Kamiizumi gained fame in his youth, defeating numerous formidable opponents just after coming of age and earning the title of Sword Master. His swordsmanship continued to progress rapidly, and it seemed he might not even reach fifty before advancing further to receive the Sword Saint title.

Sadly, the heavens are jealous of great talent, and Lord Kamiizumi ultimately died young due to unforeseen circumstances. Despite that, she remained a great monument in the history of Japanese swordsmanship.

The swordsmanship inherited by the Yagyū family stemmed from such a great hero. Wouldn’t such a lineage be worth pride and honor?

Dorothy: “….”

Alright, she finally understood why the other party chose to block her; it was all because of that commendation, which underneath its flattering surface, was intended to destroy her. The fact that it exalted her by mentioning Tsukahara the Sword Saint’s name was problematic.

The Homebody Witch anticipated that the Sword Saint’s disciples wouldn’t be pleased upon seeing the commendation, but she didn’t expect them to confront her.

But, Kamiizumi Hidetsuna? This name sounded familiar.

The Homebody Witch thought for a moment and quickly retrieved the memory from her Memory Palace. Well, isn’t this the name of Miss Judge from the underworld, also the Mother Superior of Miss Oiran?

Dorothy didn’t expect that the seemingly dashing but actually clerical Miss Judge turned out to be a remarkable figure.

Thinking about it, it made sense; Miss Oiran was just over a hundred years old. Her mothers passed over a hundred years ago. To rise from a new ghost to become the second-in-command in the underworld in such a short time, their skills couldn’t be lacking.

This was truly a case of being a legendary hero in life and a mighty ghost in death.

But now it became a bit awkward, as Miss Oiran was on Dorothy’s side, and naturally, so was Miss Judge. Yet, the descendants of Miss Judge’s disciples, the Yagyū family, were now blocking her to protect their ancestor’s honor…

This was like the flood rushing into the Dragon King’s temple, where family didn’t recognize each other.

Dorothy felt a bit reluctant to make a move.

“I didn’t write that commendation. You shouldn’t be foolish enough to not see the malign intention behind it. Why still come to block me?”