"You know, I killed several generals during thest war!"
Yellow Crane sped his hands behind his back, beaming with pride.
Nash was immediately in awe. "I never expected you to also participate in that battle!"
Then, he curiously asked, "It stands to reason that the Five Great Immortals in the east have trillions of descendants. Why didn''t you defend the east back then?"
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Yellow Crane smirked and said, "Do you think they don''t have supernatural powers? The Nihon ninjas are formidable. Otherwise, why are they so arrogant in conquering the world?"
Nash asked again, "What about my master? Why didn''t he take action back then?"
Yellow Crane said, "Your master also took action. He yed the giant snake of the Nihon Empire that was undergoing the Nine Realms of Tribtion. Ordinary people have their battles, and vice versa for the cultivators.RêAdt??St chapters at Novel(D)ra/ma.Org Only
"I dared not interfere with the cultivators'' battles. Later, I witnessed the cruelty of the Nihons, so I vited the Cultivator''s Covenant and killed a group of Nihon generals. I even yed 3,000 undead soldiers with a wave of my hand!" "I never thought that you had such a past!" Nashughed.
Yellow Crane scratched his head and said, "Although it sounds disgraceful, at least I did my part, didn''t I?"
Nash patted Yellow Crane on the shoulder. "You''re right. You''re much better than those greedy cowards. Nowadays, these people are toofortable!"
After a short chat with Yellow Crane, Nash went to the private room booked by Xeno while Yellow Crane went to find Hera. Nash had to ask Hera to prepare the shrine for him as soon as possible so that he could absorb power. At the same time, he could also earn brownie points with Hera.
In an antique room of the Giraud Manor in the Nihon Empire, four white-haired elders sat around a coffee table for tea while several traditional singers in robes yed musical instruments on the side.
Ymir Giraud said gloomily, "Empire Capital swallowed up all of our family''s properties in Drakonia, causing us a direct loss of 230 billion. They also killed more than 20 ninjas from the Hattori Club. The payback for this must be double!"
The person in charge of the club
said, "ording to the investigation, it was the Celestial Dragon
Squadron of Drakonia that killed the Hattori ninjas. If we attack the Celestial Dragon Squadron, I''m afraid it''ll cause a war!"
The person in charge of the Cherimans snorted. "Have we, the Nihons, ever been afraid of war?"
The person in charge of the Hattori Club said calmly, "Drakonia now is no longer the Drakonia a hundred years ago. We have to think twice before we act!"
"You''re a ninja. Where is your Nihon spirit?"
Ymir knocked on the table in a dignified manner and said, "Can you all please stop?"
The person in charge of the Cherimans said calmly, "Mr. Ymir, why don''t you decide?"
The person in charge of the Hattori Club also echoed, "Yes, just say the word. We''ll go through the ends of the earth without hesitation!"
There were three deities in the Girauds, and one of them had awakened.
Both the Hattori Club and the Cherimans needed the blessing of the Girauds'' deity.
Ymir raised his wrinkled eyelids and said, "The Cherimans, please suppress Empire Capital. The Hattori Club, assassinate Theo Skye!" "Yes!" The two nodded respectfully, then stood up and exited the room.
"Go to the shrine!"
Ymir stood up shakily. Two beautiful women with heavily made-up faces immediately stepped forward to help the old man. Giraud Shrine was where the Giraud family worshiped the deities.
In the antique courtyard hall stood three statues. The statues looked otherworldly. The statue in the middle exuded a hazy halo, looking sacred and invible.
Ymir knelt on the futon and bowed deeply. He chanted out loud, "I, Ymir Giraud, the 96th generation of the Giraud family, beg our deity to eliminate Nash Calcraft, the
Squadron of Drakonia!"