In a seaside town that was not prosperous, a samurai who had just finished drinking was on his way home.

Holding a hip flask in his hand, he staggered, still humming a little chirpy tune. The samurai suddenly had the urge to pee. As he opened his dim eyes, he found an alley. It rang a bell to go in and settle his business on the spot.

In the depths of the alley, just as the samurai had just finished his ordeal, feeling refreshing, a sudden soft purple light appeared. There seemed to be something.

The samurai was curious in his heart. He did not feel fear because he was drunk. He approached step by step. He found that the source of these purple lights seemed to be because of the strange purple mist.

At this time, the samurai reacted slowly, staring at the front blankly while trying very hard to open his eyes. All of a sudden, a panic appeared in the samurai’s eyes. He stepped back but fell to the ground. His sense of balance was too poor!

“Ah…Ah! Demon beast! demon beast…”

He turned around in horror, wanting to crawl and escape this place. He deeply regretted seeking convenience in this place!

He continued to run frantically, but he could not get out of this place in the end. A cloud of purple haze completely swallowed him. A pitiful cry came before everything returned to its former calm.

Not long after, the samurai walked out of this alley again. He was no longer stumbling but rather calm. He had become Orochi at this moment.

To be precise, he was just Orochi’s temporary vessel.

There was no need to seize the samurai’s body, but the situation forced Orochi to do so at this time. It needed the samurai’s body to hide its spiritual qi because it didn’t know if the weird man wielding Zhan Lu would be chasing after it.

Zhan Lu, the sword of the emperor’s way, was built by the world’s righteousness. It had great restraint and heavy damage to all demon beasts.

“Is the Zhan Lu Sword reborn again?” The samurai to whom Orochi had possessed was walking while talking to himself, “At the beginning, a strange Taoist used a sword to exorcise demons. He wielded the Zhan Lu Sword. Although I am young, I can’t forget the Zhan Lu Sword’s spiritual qi. I can’t be wrong!”

Orochi couldn’t help but become doubtful. The strange Taoist suddenly disappeared after slaying the demons with the sword. That was the reason most of its race survived.

Later, when Orochi gradually grew up, it broke off from the clan due to the disagreement in belief. It was finally banished. As for this Yan Wuyue World, it was a strange space it found by coincidence. It appeared to be a complete world, but a peculiar feeling seeped out everywhere. Everything seemed right but actually illusory.

It was just that this world had nothing to fight against Orochi, except for the two deities in the Yahiro-dono. Therefore, it just settled down here for the time being. It would sleep during the free time and stir up disasters when it was awake. Orochi had its best time to do whatever it wanted. Although it was no longer in Divine Land, it felt at ease.

However, it didn’t expect that its greed caused him to be sealed. Just as it escaped, something more unimaginable happened. It ran into Zhan Lu which terrified its clan and even the entire demon beast world.

When he recognized Zhan Lu Sword, Orochi almost thought that it was the strange Taoist who appeared that year!

“Could it be the heir of that Taoist?” Orochi frowned at this time. The more it thought about it, the more possible it appeared. He failed to grasp the critical point. It didn’t have an outside world information source.

“I don’t know how many years have passed in Divine Land, whether the Xiangliu clan has…” Orochi’s eyes were mixed with hatred, “I disagree with that idea! Since then, I’m no longer a Xiangliu clan member. I am myself!”

Orochi finally walked out of this small town quickly, but it seemed to feel something at the moment he left. It subconsciously raised its head to look towards the end of the night sky.

With a slight change in its face, Orochi muttered to himself, “Who the hell is changing the rules of this pseudo-world?”

The human body it now possessed had his pupils suddenly turned golden yellow. A peculiar smile hung on the corners of its mouth, “Could it be that I’m destined to attain this world? But, Izanagi and Izanami. Why don’t I try!?”

Orochi eventually disappeared into the wilderness.

…

The samurai, Master Nagato’s house…

In Mo Xiaofei’s eyes, the house had the vibe of the ancient scenic architecture of District 11 that was often seen on TV.

Wooden floors, corridors, courtyards, and small ponds were winding. He could even see people kneeling on the ground to welcome them.

It was already early in the morning, but Mo Xiaofei was energetic and not sleepy. Instead, Master Nagato’s eyes in front of him were bloodshot.

In addition to Master Nagato, there were also his younger brother Saburo, and the young son, Shinji Nagato.

Boom-!

Water flowed into the bamboo tube at the pond outside the house. The collision made a crisp sound. At the same time, Master Nagato inside the house slowly said, “Kojiro-dono, I wonder have you considered staying in Unripe Rice Village temporarily? Once you stay, the Nagato family will offer a great reward after the work is over!”

In Master Nagato’s house, Mo Xiaofei learned more information than Takeko.

First of all, the village’s curse did not exist long ago, but only in the past six years. At first, the Nagato family did not sit idle but tried every means. Even the witch of the local shrine had died. Only then the Nagato family seemed to suppress this curse.

Forget about whether the Nagato family put effort into solving it. After all, there were many illogical things, especially the Nagato family’s request now – to sleep with all the women in this village!

Mo Xiaofei felt shuddering just thinking about it.

The curse started at the age of fourteen; it was a wonderful age. However, there was no upper limit for the curse! There were so many older women too!

It was so horrible!

“Master Nagato.” Mo Xiaofei quickly recalled the news about the curse he had heard and then said sternly, “After listening for so long, you seem to have not told me what the source of this curse is. A curse will not appear for no reason. There must be a reason for it.”

“The matter is related to the secrets of my Unripe Rice Village, so I can’t tell.” Master Nagato spoke slowly, but it was a clear intention to refuse, “Kojiro-dono only needs to answer me whether you are willing or not.”

It was not a begging tone but an order.

Mo Xiaofei believed that everyone was equal. He was resistant to the idea of the class hierarchy. He shook his head directly, “I won’t agree.”

“You’re pushing your limits!” Shinji Nagato sitting next to him, gave a cold snort. He then looked at Master Nagato, “Father, I have said earlier, this kind of outsider is stubborn. There is no need to talk to them. Just tie him up!”

He jumped up at once and pulled out a katana. He said with an arrogant expression, “You are also a samurai. Do you dare to accept my challenge!? If you lose, you stay at this place!”

Mo Xiaofei opened his mouth, sighed, and blurted, “Do I need to fight all of you when I win? You want to say that you never thought that I could win.”

“Smart! But, can you defeat me?” snorted Nagato Shinji coldly.

“Scam! The whole ordeal is a scam!” Mo Xiaofei sighed.