Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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Xia Yan had excellent control; although the dark blue flames had completely enveloped the tree, they did not touch the wolf huddled at its base.

The withered tree seemed to come alive, trembling and struggling violently.

The withered branches, like ghostly claws, kept waving, trying to break free from the flames' hold, but could only helplessly turn to ashes.

"Ouch!"

The white wolf also took the opportunity to break free of its restraints. It glanced at the torch tree stump behind it with some lingering fear, then wagged its tail and ran towards the two of them.

"Woof woof!" The God of Fate tried to join the conversation.

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The white wolf, who had been running normally, suddenly stopped in its tracks, tilted its head, and its small eyes were filled with great confusion.

Xia Yan: "..."

This woman seems a bit off her mind.

After a few seconds of silence, Xia Yan raised his hand and cast a healing spell on the white wolf.

Actually, he doesn't have this skill. He can't say whether this move should be considered magic or medical ninjutsu; it should be said that it includes both.

However, since he used demonic power to perform it, let's just call it demonic magic.

"Ouch~"

His injuries were instantly healed, and the warm, comfortable feeling, like soaking in a hot spring, made the white wolf shiver with pleasure.

"Ouch~"

"..." Xia Yan glanced speechlessly at Enmusubi, who had somehow run over and was now squatting on the ground, imitating the howl of a white wolf.

What exactly did I pick up and bring back?

Why does he seem even more naive than before?

Did sleeping at home for a week ruin his brain?

Even someone as weak as Lingyue Fairy has no problems, so this guy shouldn't be in any trouble!

Is she pregnant?

That’s not right either.

You can definitely tell if you're pregnant, right?

After a long silence, Xia Yan asked softly, "Can you understand?"

"I can't understand it, but I want to try if it can understand," the God of Fate said matter-of-factly.

Then I tried it several more times.

The white wolf sat on the ground, tilting its head as it looked at her, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

It was as if I wanted to remind her that there were already more than a dozen grammatical errors in just one "woo".

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Seeing that her attempt seemed to have failed completely, Yuanjie Shen gave up on her plan to learn to howl like a wolf.

Using his omnipotent demonic power, he cleaned all the grime off the white wolf, then reached out and stroked it.

Having been treated, the white wolf, now less wary of Xia Yan and the Goddess of Fate, yawned, feeling utterly lazy: "Haaah~"

"Lord Xia Yan!" Enmusubi's eyes sparkled as if she had discovered something. "This wolf seems to have an owner. Look, it even has braids!"

She gently lifted a ponytail from behind the white wolf's head.

The horse's tail was tied with red string into a bow shape, adding a touch of cuteness to this otherwise fierce beast.

"This is clearly a wolf demon from a pack, but it's still in the spirit stage and hasn't fully become a demon yet, so it's normal for it to have braids..."

Xia Yan also went over and started masturbating with him.

For some reason, even though it was just a white wolf, it inexplicably gave him a feeling of handsome features.

She's still a little female wolf.

He felt that among his hundred ghosts, there should be a wolf demon.

only--

One cannot, at least one should not.

Even though I'm no longer human, but...

"Let's talk about it after we become monsters..."

"Huh? What?" Enmusubi looked at Natsuhiko with some confusion.

"I mean, if you want to communicate with her, wait until she becomes a monster."

Seemingly knowing that Xia Yan had saved his life, the white wolf wagged its tail happily at Xia Yan after he showed off a couple of tricks.

Xia Yan blinked.

Isn't it said that a vertical line down represents a wolf and a vertical line up represents a dog? Lord Ji, is this a wolf or a dog?

Watching the large tail shaking vigorously like an electric fan, even sweeping away the dust, Xia Yan couldn't help but reach out his hand.

"Ouch..."

"Pfft, hahaha... How lame! Lord Xia Yan, look at this white wolf, it looks just like Sister Ling Yue!" Yuan Jie Shen also came over and stroked the white wolf's big tail.

The white wolf lay limp and powerless on the ground, its eyes looking extremely innocent.

"Hey, now that you mention it, it does look a bit like that."

Thinking of how Lingyue Xianji, after being "developed," also lay limply on the tatami like this, Xia Yan revealed a wicked smile.

Dogs and wolves do look quite alike.

After giving the white wolf a couple more hard rubs on the head, Xia Yan and Yuan Jie Shen got up and left.

He didn't do much more.

At least for now, this white wolf seems to be just an ordinary wolf demon, not worth the special protection he received from the woman he encountered before, who was undergoing demonization, with a black phantom.

Chapter 302 A Simp Has No Home

As the two left, the white wolf let out a low growl, as if bidding them farewell.

Only after Xia Yan and the Enmusubi completely disappeared from the forest did the white wolf stand up and walk in another direction. However, it seemed that its injuries had not fully healed, as its steps were unsteady and its tail swayed...

Perhaps due to some kind of unusual force, Seven-Corner Mountain is very large.

It was much larger than it appeared from the outside, almost like another world was hidden inside the mountains.

But when I think about how this world is inherently abnormal, it seems much more normal now.

Although Mount Shichikaku is very large, this wasn't Natsuhiko's first time here. Moreover, his Byakugan is incredibly useful for finding things, so he found Ichimokuren's shrine in no time.

Despite being called a shrine, it was actually in a state of disrepair for a long time.

Only half of the torii gate pillar remains; the rest has long since fallen into disrepair due to the passage of time and the abandonment of believers.

Strangely enough, in this world, if a shrine has many worshippers, it will still look very grand even if no one takes care of it.

However, if there are few believers, it will become dilapidated.

It's as if the shrine is an extension of the gods, and that it is actually one with the gods.

And the shrine of Ichimokuren...

It can no longer be called a shrine. If it weren't for the fact that only half of the rotten pillar still showed traces of red paint, even Natsuhiko wouldn't have recognized that it was once a torii gate.

However, as a yokai, Ichimokuren, like Enmusubi, can still live well even without believers.

Keeping this thing is just a way to remember it by.

Therefore, even after becoming a great yokai, Ichimokuren did not try to repair the shrine.

Upon seeing Natsuhiko and Enmusubi again, this extremely gentle and kind-hearted great yokai, who was willing to sacrifice an eye to save the village and had a strong desire to help others, warmly welcomed them.

Since Xia Yan did not conceal his aura, Ichimokuren, who was once an outstanding "Wind God" in terms of perception, had already prepared food and drink in advance.

It's not exactly exquisite, though.

She was clearly taken aback when she saw Xia Yan arrive with gifts.

Clearly, they are also very familiar with the habits of the Nurarihyon.

"It's been decades since I've seen you. I never expected you, you slippery little devil, to actually bring gifts for people."

"Well, we have different purposes after all. Before, I just came to freeload a meal. This time, I mainly came to say hello. I'm also planning to find a hilltop to live on near Ping An Jing. We'll be neighbors from now on, so I came to say hello."

While speaking, Xia Yan was also chugging down his signature large wine cup, having already drunk more than half of the two bottles of wine he brought.

The remaining half was fed to the dragon by Ichimokuren, while he himself didn't get a drop.

Fenglong was in charge of drinking with the guests, Yimokuren was in charge of chatting with them, and Enmusubi was in charge of cleaning up the not-so-refined side dishes on the table.

Although the taste was only so-so, not as exquisite as the food in the Heavenly Palace, she didn't mind it as someone who had experienced hunger.

While sneaking a bite, he also took the time to take a look at the former Wind God.

Unlike Xia Yan, who appears lazy, unserious, and possesses both a rogue and aristocratic air, Ichimokuren initially appears to be noble and aloof.

She had long, dark purple hair that reached her shoulders, her right eye was closed, revealing only her left, ice-blue eye. She had two dragon horns, one long and one short, growing on her head, which were very similar to the wind dragons that surrounded her.

She was wearing a white yukata with a purple cloak over it.

When expressionless, he appears extremely cold and aloof, seemingly unapproachable.

However, he speaks with extreme gentleness, which contrasts sharply with his cold exterior.

"O deity of destiny, is there a problem?"

"It's nothing, it's just that your appearance and temperament seem a bit different from your personality..." the simple-minded man asked casually.

“Yes, indeed, after becoming a yokai, his appearance has changed a bit…” Ichimokuren’s lips curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile that broke the coldness on his face.

In fact, Ichimokuren is not his full name.

He was originally a nameless minor god, an elf born from an ancient tree, even the name of the dragon beside him was unknown.