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227 Getting Killed Makes Me Stronger
🕑 Added 2025-12-28 06:08:00 +0000 UTCKairen turned his head to look at Miroku: "You're right, aren't you!"
Looking at Miroku, holy and pure like an angel, the little schemes in Kairen's heart rose again.
In weather this cold, wouldn't moving around be incredibly exciting!
A strong electric current surged from his heart, shocking Kairen's brain into a daze.
No lewd thoughts allowed, and absolutely no evil thoughts toward the holy priestess.
Kairen hurriedly reined in his thoughts and continued disciplining the local tyrant of the Land of Demons.
"Let go… let go… I… I can't breathe…" Moryō said weakly.
Kairen asked Miroku, "How should we deal with it?!"
Miroku's purple pupils shimmered with flowing light as she said calmly,
"Purify it."
Purification, in other words, meant leaving no corpse behind.
Moryō mustered its strength and roared, "Woman, don't go too far. Be careful you don't get struck by lightning when you go out."
Kairen spoke on Moryō's behalf twice: "You and it are originally one body. If it's cleaned up, your fate will be reduced by half."
The world is never simply black or white, and people are the same—yin and yang united; gray is the reality.
Miroku didn't speak, quietly gazing at Moryō.
Her pale purple eyes met Moryō's dark violet pupils, as if the two resonated, bursting forth with unimaginable power.
"Hahaha…" Moryō suddenly let out an evil laugh.
"Priestess, you can indeed seal me, or even purify me, but I can never be destroyed."
"As long as there is malice in this world, I will draw power from it and be reborn from the dark depths of the earth."
...
Kairen listened quietly to Moryō's words and realized something.
At the end of the movie, Shion wanted Naruto to help her.
That help was one of the few romantic encounters Naruto ever had.
But a question arose—logically, Naruto and Shion had already destroyed Moryō, so why did Shion still need to produce the priestess?
Most likely, just as Moryō said, it couldn't be killed. As long as there was enough negative energy, it could be birthed again from the earth.
Throughout history, every generation of priestess had been extremely powerful. Why keep such a scourge? Perhaps sealing it made it easier to control!
"Hahaha…" Moryō continued its sinister laughter, seemingly trying once more to provoke Miroku.
Kairen roughly yanked out Moryō's tongue and tied a knot in it, making it impossible for Moryō to speak clearly.
"Trying to be wild with me? You probably can't even write your own name!"
Moryō: "(▼皿▼#)"
Kairen looked at Miroku; she was still pondering, unable to decide how to handle Moryō.
Kairen said indifferently, "Why not turn it into a feast? Clear-roast Moryō—no idea how this monster's meat tastes."
Moryō: "◝₍ᴑ̑ДO͝₎◞"
Miroku shook her head. Moryō and the priestess were one entity—if Kairen wanted to eat Moryō, wouldn't that mean treating her as a dish too?
Seeing that Miroku hadn't made up her mind, Kairen landed several more heavy punches on Moryō's head.
"So tell me, what should we do with you?"
Moryō: "Mm mm mm…"
Kairen pummeled Moryō hard. "I'm talking to you! Can't you reply with even one sentence?"
"Mm mm mm…"
Kairen formed hand seals with both hands: "Wood Release: Hanging Technique!"
A giant tree twisted up from the ground, hoisting Moryō into the air. Kairen treated it like a punching bag, beating it mercilessly like a boxer.
Kairen cursed as he struck: "That's for not answering me! That's for not answering me…"
Moryō: "(っ╥╯﹏╰╥c)"
Punch after punch hammered down. The negative energy on Moryō's body was beaten away, and it grew smaller and smaller.
Seeing this, Kairen hit even harder.
"Take this…"
Moryō slowly shrank, eventually becoming no bigger than a house.
Kairen conjured a massive blade and swept it through in one strike.
One slash later, Moryō's figure was gone, but suspended in midair was a jet-black object like a crystal core.
By convention, this was Moryō's most essential part—like a heart.
Kairen swiped with one hand, and the black crystal core followed Susanoo's energy into the crystal above his head.
He handed it to Miroku. "How to dispose of it is up to you."
Miroku gazed at the black crystal core in her palm, like a heart from the earth, thumping steadily. Its rhythm resonated with the organs in her chest.
A voice arose within her heart—swallow it, and a leap in life, power that could shake the laws of heaven…
Miroku looked away. She was not someone obsessed with pursuing power.
Yet the temptation at this moment was like the apple of Eden, along with Kairen's hormones…
Miroku took two deep breaths. At last, determination replaced the wavering in her eyes.
Pure light, bright as heaven, shone from her hand. The black crystal core let out a faint, unwilling roar—clearly Moryō's plans had failed.
Kairen watched quietly. If it were him, he would have swallowed it in one bite—he was already filthy enough; a bit more darkness wouldn't matter.
A sure profit!
But Miroku's approach fit a proper two-dimensional righteous character. If one day Naruto cheated with Sasuke and betrayed Hinata, that would really be screwed up.
What surprised Kairen, however, was—
The black crystal core wasn't destroyed. Instead, it gradually transformed into an orange-colored object.
"Meow~"
At that meow, Kairen knew it was an orange cat. It seemed Miroku had purified Moryō into a big orange.
When the light faded, an orange cat lay in Miroku's arms. Its pupils were purple like a sea of stars, yet carried a deep wickedness that seemed able to beguile hearts.
Kairen looked into the orange cat's eyes; they were like a vortex, as if they could pull one in.
Miroku said softly, "I didn't purify it one hundred percent. It still retains the power to provoke the desires buried in one's heart."
Kairen took a deep breath, suppressing the agitation in his heart—and the protrusion at his waist.
Sure enough, one couldn't stare into this cat's eyes for too long.
The ancient markings on Miroku's face receded, returning her to her former calm.
She stroked the orange cat's fur and said gently,
"I'll keep it by my side until the day I can truly accept it."
...
As her words fell, the dark clouds dispersed, and golden afterglow pierced through the thick cloud layers.
Everything felt like finishing watching the men's national football team: it was already over. ฺ(◣д◢)ฺ
Kairen dismissed Susanoo, wings sprouted from his back, and he carried Miroku as he flew toward the royal palace of the Land of Demons.
The slanting sun bathed their bodies; that moment felt eternal.
"Orange cat, I should give you a name too. What should it be?!"
Kairen suggested, "How about Mimi?"
Miroku looked at the orange cat in her arms.
"Mm… nice name. From now on, I'll call you Mimi!"
Kairen nodded. "Let me touch your mimi."
"Here!"
"You… don't touch randomly!"
"Sorry, sorry—I petted the wrong place!"
…
After a bout of absurdity along the way, the orange cat's name was ultimately changed to Big Orange—after all, the big orange comes first.
They slowly flew over the land of the Land of Demons. Everywhere looked like spring, a picture of peace and harmony.
Kairen's flying wings felt lighter, so Miroku could better see the happiness on the faces of the people of the Land of Demons.
