“Over the past ten years, that child has grown stronger and stronger. At only seventeen, she is now the Guardian of the North for the Japanese supernatural society. In the blink of an eye, she has attained a pivotal position in Japan’s supernatural defense affairs. If the Vatican sends someone to examine her body now, wouldn’t that appear to have ill intentions?”

"Furthermore, if it were a force of good, that would be one thing, but if it truly is a powerful dark force like a [silver coin], the person sent to investigate could be brainwashed or charmed. How can we be certain that an investigator would be able to identify and analyze such a powerful force?"

Hmm, that is also true.

Qi Xing finally understood a little. Despite the Vatican's vast resources and its status as a leader of the righteous path—literally spread across the globe—they had too many places where they needed to deploy personnel. Experts capable of ensuring they wouldn't be killed in one hit by a [Silver Coin Messenger] were rare. Even counting those at Father Amos's level, the number was still too small. The Papal Privy Council had to use every high-value card they had with caution.

Until now.

Qi Xing was not one of the Vatican's cards. But he was indeed a hireable hero with terrifyingly high cost-effectiveness.

He was not with the Vatican, did not represent the Vatican's stance, and was not even a Catholic. If that child from the [Jingo Family] truly possessed something divine, the Vatican could just continue to play dumb; if that child was possessed by some dark force, they could dump the trouble onto [Master Leipu].

The Japanese government complains? That has nothing to do with us, the Vatican! Go complain to that humanoid earthquake, tsunami, and natural disaster known as [Master Leipu].

Qi Xing wasn't stupid, after all. Once he figured this out, he found it somewhat amusing—using him was one thing, but he didn't really have any objections. If that child truly was a [Silver Coin Messenger], it was a good thing delivered right to Qi Xing's doorstep.

Besides, he didn't have any other information on [silver coins] right now. Searching anywhere required a trip, didn't it?

"Wolf Lord."

He turned his head to ask the silent Old Wolf beside him: "I can understand the Vatican having political headaches. Why didn't you go check out the situation first?"

"Although I don't think much of that bunch in the Vatican, I must at least give them the most basic courtesy."

The Old Wolf warrior replied in a raspy, low voice, "The Vatican didn't intend to handle this matter publicly before, so it wasn't convenient for me to go."

"Furthermore, we of the [Brotherhood of Wolves] are the liegemen of the Highest King of Heaven. If that child really is a [descendant of God], then she is our young mistress."

As he said this, his weathered, stern face displayed an extremely serious and solemn expression. "This matter is of great importance. If the Church doesn't step forward, I won't either."

"After all, a student denying their teacher three times can be forgiven, but if a subject misidentifies their master, that is a recipe for disaster."

Once those words left his mouth, not to mention Qi Xing, even Elaine beside them was left speechless.

This Old Wolf usually looked aloof, like a barbarian warrior. But in reality, he was much shrewder than her master, Father Amos, who was always jumping about. He knew when the Church would tolerate his antics, whereas Father Amos never seemed to understand.

Noticing the expressions on Qi Xing and Elaine's faces, the Old Wolf finally smiled slightly, a hint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

Wolves are very cunning animals. Why did this Old Wolf stubbornly refuse to attend the meeting last time? First, of course, because he looked down on such political struggle sessions. Second, because he knew that if he attended the meeting, that blockhead Father Amos would surely roast him along with everyone else.

So he simply treated the orders from the Papal Privy Council as waste paper and ran off to Northern Europe to wipe out the Nazi.

After all, his identity as part of the [Brotherhood of Wolves] and the Fianna Warriors was like that of God's [liegemen]. As long as he wielded the feather of [official business] as an arrow of command, these [outer subjects] of the Vatican couldn't say anything.

"Pfft, hahaha!"

Having figured out the connections, Qi Xing couldn't help but burst into laughter. "Fine, fine, you bunch of opportunists. I'll go with you. After all, I am indeed interested."

If there really was a [silver coin], Qi Xing would, of course, have to find a way to collect it.

"Thank you, [Master Leipu]."

The Old Wolf nodded solemnly and then handed over a document, clearly having planned this for a long time. "This is that child's file. You can take a look if you're interested."

Qi Xing was indeed interested. He took the file; fortunately, it was written in English and Japanese, so he could understand it directly.

"Name: Jingo Rin"

"Age: 17"

"Gender: Female"

In Shingo Village, she is a shrine maiden who has been responsible for holding the [Christ Festival] since ancient times, in charge of worshiping and offering sacrifices to the ancestral Son of God; she is also the heir to the [Jingo Family].

Currently, in addition to attending high school, she also serves as the Guardian of the North for Japanese supernatural affairs, with a jurisdiction including the Tohoku region and Hokkaido; she is one of the strongest in Japan's supernatural world.

This [divine descendant] is actually… no, I should say, as expected, a girl.

— After the Wolf Lord left the mansion, Qi Xing naturally began to complain.

"A seventeen-year-old high school girl is one of the strongest in Japan… Ah, forget it, forget it, I don't want to complain about this."

Qi Xing scratched his head. "Compared to Tsukimiya Ran—to Magical Girl Artemina—who is stronger and who is weaker?"

This question, of course, put Elaine in a difficult spot. "Combat data is just combat data. Without actually fighting, no one knows… But if I had to say, I'm afraid the gap between the Magical Girl and Jingo Rin… is at least as large as the gap between Father Amos and Commander Gwendolyn."

Impressive, she's only seventeen? That little girl can actually reach the realm of a master or grandmaster?

But then again, this absurd yellow world is inherently filled with powerful young women.

Qi Xing nodded, understanding clear in his heart.

"By the way, Elaine, you now… don't seem to count as a nun anymore, do you?" he asked again.

As soon as this was asked, Elaine's face naturally turned red immediately.

"Yes. Starting today, I have officially become a [deaconess]. I've been promoted to the rank of assistant priest and gained some secret sacraments I can perform, but primarily it's the same as before, serving as an assistant by your side… And because my custom combat uniform isn't finished yet, I still need to wear the exorcist nun's clothing for now."

Good.

A month later, Elaine had finally become a deaconess, becoming a [member of the clergy who can marry]. Originally, Qi Xing should have sighed about why a new incident had to arrive at this specific time—however, now that information on a [silver coin] had been delivered to his doorstep, he was surprised to find that the temptation of greater power might indeed be more alluring than █-colored matters.

Truly terrifying. This mindset is really not good; perhaps Qi Xing should reflect on it. After all, this is not the attitude one should have toward a lover.

On second thought, he immediately had a good idea.

"I hear that Aomori, Japan, has many famous hot springs." Suddenly, Qi Xing spoke up. "Elaine, let's not treat this trip as an official mission. Let's just treat it as a publicly-funded honeymoon."

"I really want to soak in the hot springs with you."

Wow! Saying such things without even blushing, this person is truly hateful!

"I've already said that we shouldn't do █-colored things before marriage…"

Although she said that, Elaine's own tone was clearly lacking confidence, and the flush on her cheeks became even more pronounced.

Hehehe, Qi Xing didn't care that much about whether they had to get married [first]. Since Elaine's nun vows had officially ended, he didn't need to care too much about Yego's face.

If Elaine wasn't willing, he certainly wouldn't force it; Qi Xing was a gentleman, after all. But during a hot spring trip, was there any fear of lacking the right atmosphere?

Having faced the fear in his heart, Qi Xing naturally wanted to be more magnanimous. As a true powerhouse, he would feed dog food to this absurd world! Hahaha!

063: Use Fire Punch on it!

Tohoku, Japan, Aomori City.

Although Aomori Airport was already the largest airport in the vicinity, unfortunately, it was still too small and had no flights from Europe. For Qi Xing and his group to come from Italy, the fastest method was to fly to Tokyo first, then take a domestic flight to Aomori.

What? Let Qi Xing fly himself?

Lightning-speed flight was Qi Xing's combat dash speed; it consumed mana and wasn't for daily travel. Besides, he didn't want to carry Elaine with one hand and drag Old Wolf uncle with the other while flying across half the globe himself—it was too tiring and too stupid.

This is a damn vacation! Of course, he had to relax and enjoy some leisure time!

After all, truth be told, it seemed like it had been a long time since Qi Xing had any so-called leisure time. Over the past ten years, apart from cultivating to get stronger, adventuring, and killing enemies, what else had he done?

Take this opportunity to rest—or rather, he hoped this time there would be a chance for him to rest!

Qi Xing arrived in Japan today with exactly this wish.

Elaine had the same thought.

The plane passed through the clouds and landed at Aomori Airport. Outside the porthole were large patches of unmelted snow, and the distant mountains still wore crowns of white snow. The Tohoku region of Japan in early March had not yet emerged from winter. The cabin door opened, and the cold sea breeze, carrying a faint salty scent, rushed in, bringing with it the unique chill of the north.

The airport was not large, but it was clean and tidy. There were not many passengers. As the three of them walked out of the terminal, they saw neatly lined-up taxis and buses heading to the city center. The drivers were wearing thick coats, standing by their vehicles waiting for passengers, the white mist from their breath dissipating rapidly in the air.

Elaine waved her hand to hail a taxi.

"I thought you would contact the local church to send a car for us?" Qi Xing asked casually.

It was the same old saying; one of the benefits of being a top-tier guest of the Vatican was that no matter which country or even slightly larger city in the world you flew to, as long as you contacted the local church, you could almost always get assistance. At the very least, they could help resolve all these troublesome little matters.

"It would have been possible, but I figured you wouldn't like having a bunch of people from the local church swarming around everywhere," Elaine replied. "I thought you would prefer to walk around and look at things yourself."

As expected of Elaine, who had always been behind Qi Xing, constantly watching his behavior and actions. She naturally knew Qi Xing's likes and dislikes. So, she didn't use the Church's connections or name; instead, she booked a decent hotel in advance, and she also planned to rent a car to drive herself later.

The Old Wolf struck the pose of [I'm just a bodyguard, you two please enjoy your time together], following behind without saying a word.

Actually, although not as powerful as a human demon king like a [Silver Coin Messenger], having this Irish limited-edition Space Wolf following along, Qi Xing still felt it was quite helpful. If nothing else, at least Elaine had a teammate to help her tank. Even if they really ran into a demon king, the Old Wolf could at least hold on for a while.

Getting into the taxi and heading to the city center, Aomori in early March truly revealed itself before their eyes. The streets were wide and quiet, with few vehicles, but occasionally one could see pedestrians wearing scarves, walking hurriedly.

The buildings on both sides of the street were mostly small two- or three-story buildings, some with a thin layer of snow still covering their roofs. Many shops had apples displayed at their entrances; after all, this was Japan's most famous apple-producing region. Looking into the distance, one could see the outline of the harbor, a few ships docked at the shore, and seagulls circling in the air.

Buildings began to grow dense in the city center, with the colors of neon lights casting colorful reflections on the wet streets after the snow. A rural city was, of course, not as noisy and bustling as Tokyo or Osaka. But one could still feel a sense of daily life, a feeling that Qi Xing had not been immersed in for a very long time—the automatic doors of a convenience store sliding open, an office worker in a thick coat hurriedly buying a hot drink to warm their palms; steam rising from the entrance of a restaurant, the shouts of the chef coming from inside, customers sitting around the counter, blowing white mist while slurping noodles; students in uniforms riding bicycles past, chatting with friends as they rode.

This was a kind of daily feeling that made even Qi Xing suddenly feel a bit nostalgic—even though he wasn't Japanese.

"Sasa," thinking of this, Qi Xing asked, "Are there any other [silver coins] nearby?"

"I'm not your radar." Sasa casually grabbed an apple from a roadside shop and floated above Qi Xing's head to gnaw on it. As she gnawed, the black halo above her head spun round and round.

"At the very least, there definitely aren't any in this so-called [Tohoku region]."

"What about Hokkaido?"

"That's not really working. My sensing of [silver coins] weakens as soon as it crosses the sea."

You are really such a piece of junk…

In fact, Qi Xing didn't know if this devil was telling the truth. But regardless, hearing her say there were no silver coins in the Tohoku region still made Qi Xing feel slightly relieved.

So, it was a wasted trip after all? That was normal. After all, it was impossible for [silver coins] to just keep bumping into Qi Xing's face one after another.

Since that was the case, he might as well treat this trip as a vacation.

"Elaine, I want to go walk around the city directly," he said.

"Okay. But tomorrow we have to go to [Shingo] village, with the [Jingo Family] to arrange a meeting, so I need to contact and make arrangements today," Elaine nodded. "Why don't you go for a walk by yourself? Of course, please don't cause any trouble."

Hey, the way she said that, it's as if he, Qi Xing, were very good at causing trouble. That's too much!

"Wolf Lord, please trouble yourself to act as a bodyguard. Elaine, if anything happens, call me immediately."

Just like that, after giving his instructions, Qi Xing quickly strolled onto the street and leisurely stretched his body.

He certainly wouldn't be stupid enough to wander around with his own face. After stretching, he took out the [Silver Coin of [Illusion]], strengthened the illusion arts he already knew, and covered himself with a layer of illusion veil.

Qi Xing's level of illusion, originally, was really not very good; it could basically only be used on mortals.

He was a human martial immortal, skilled in thunder arts and forbidden arts. Furthermore, he knew a little bit about spells related to biological organisms. That's why he liked using plant-based artifacts like gourds and red beans, and he also liked to cut off the testicles of villains to refine pills.

As for other Taoist spells, that really wasn't Qi Xing's specialty; he could only say he had barely self-studied a bit. His illusions could be broken by any mage above the apprentice level.

However, sigh! The厉害之处 of this [silver coin] thing was that even if Qi Xing's illusion level was only at the apprentice level, using this [Silver Coin of [Illusion]] to strengthen it—although not directly driving the silver coin's authority—could immediately fool even master-level experts!

In this way, unless it was an expert with considerable attainments, no one could see through Qi Xing's identity.

The lightest and most basic usage of the silver coin was to strengthen the holder's original techniques. The mythical archetype authority, on the other hand, belonged to the ultimate moves that required intense activation; there was no need to use it recklessly in daily life.

After all, with this idiot creator god's stuff, who knows what side effects might occur from abusing it.