Another World Trip: Journey with My Cat and an Otaku Loli Goddess Chapter 217 - History Of The Mofang Dao

Why does everyone want to run everyone’s fades in this world? I’m surprised they’re not all extinct!

“Why did you want to kill her?”

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“That was a Mofang Dao!” she said matter-of-factly with hands thrown up in the air.

“You say that like it explains everything. Tell me what that is and I might actually care that she is a Mofang Dao.”

“IT!” she stressed this word as she refused to recognise the Mofang Dao as a person. “Is a thing that is to be wiped out on sight!”

“Oh, really now?” If I had a dollar for every taboo existence I’ve met in this world who should be exterminated, I would have two dollars which is crazy.

“Yes, really!” it would seem my lack of urgency in this regard seriously annoyed Yaomu Shou.

“Do tell…”

I was poor you see, and didn’t have enough Fs to give, but I still advised her to explain.

To make sure I was in the know, Yaomu Shou explained what warranted her behaviour in this situation.

And it began thus, a little over a thousand years ago, the Mofang Dao on a whole were on a meteoric rise to power, seemingly out of nowhere.

Their older generation was using cultivation techniques and martial techniques at the low-rank and peak low-rank heaven-grade. Which is a big deal by the way.

One must know that only top-grade powers such as the Ten Great Sects would have access to heaven-grade martial or cultivation techniques. Even then, they would only be at the low rank at most.

So for many members of the Mofang Dao to suddenly have such high-grade cultivation methods and martial techniques confused many of the powers present.

Eventually, the most powerful of the Mofang Dao came together and created an exclusive Mofang Dao-only sect, and this sect was practically unrivalled.

It was quickly approaching even the ranks of the Ten Great Sects.

To establish their prestige and unshakeable reputation, they were extremely vengeful. Offending any Mofang Dao or, even worse, any members of the sect itself would incur swift retribution from them. This caused their members to be arrogant and unreasonable.

Mercy would bring a slow death to the offender, whilst a lack of it would result in clan extermination.

This ensured that very few powers would dare to stand up against them.

However, something unusual was soon spotted among the members of this rising sect.

Several powers received reports of their sects, or families’ defining techniques being used by the new members of this sect.

Unfortunately, these reports were being passed around by the chaff of the regular sects and, as a result, these reports couldn’t be brought to account.

After all, they were much too weak to seek an answer from the Mofang Daos and the larger more powerful sects didn’t care.

Time passed and this oddity only grew as many of the Mofang Daos were using techniques of even more famous sects and schools.

It was eventually discovered that the Mofang Daos had the innate ability to imitate any techniques and/or cultivation methods that they came across. Even if one required a special constitution to perform it, the Mofang Daos would be able to do so.

This sparked outrage among the majority of the sects across the land.

This meant that no secrets existed in front of the Mofang Daos and the powers that be could no longer stand for this.

Things reached a head when a particularly famous family had their clan’s defining technique used by a Mofang Dao. This was even worse when the future family head of this clan died to the Mofang Daos.

Shortly after this clan suffered this blow, one of the Ten Great Sects that had a relationship with this family led a charge composed of a majority of the regular sects to assail the Mofang Daos’ sect.

This was a war that shook the continent as genocide on such a scale, barring the genocide of the Abyss Ghosts, had never been carried out.

Mountains of corpses towered high while rivers of blood ran for miles. Realising the danger the Mofang Dao posed to the continent, an unwritten rule was passed down for Mofang Daos to be killed on sight.

“Not gonna lie, the people in this world are really genocide-ish,” I told Yaomu Shou.

“Well, at least now you know why I acted the way I did.” Yaomu Shou said with a shrug of her shoulders. “That Mofang Dao probably assimilated those disciples’ techniques, and that’s why they were hunting her so doggedly.”

“But you don’t know that,” Mina surprisingly countered.

I gave her one of the chapters I finished drawing for that. It was for Demon Slayer. The manga was already finished, so no harm there.

Yaomu Shou shook her head. “It doesn’t work like that. We don’t give them a chance to do this period. Those who are merciful to them can even find themselves blacklisted across the continent.”

I narrowed my eyes at this. “What does that even mean?”

“Hhmm,” Yaomu Shou innocently shrugged her shoulders.

“Y’all don’t even know what it means.” I threw my hands up in the air and went on my way. Cuz nothing makes sense here.

Yaomu Shou ran after us and Mina’s walking speed dropped since she was reading. Maybe I shouldn’t have given her that yet.

We soon realised that in a particular direction, the spiritual energy got thicker and richer.

“We must be getting to the central region of the Spiritual Bingqi realm,” Yaomu Shou said when she noticed the changes.

We didn’t get far when we came upon a rather odd sight. So we found ourselves before a massive plain filled with holes for as far as the eye could see.

The holes were about three ft wide and pitch black, as their depth couldn’t be determined.

D-D-Dum!

My senses blared, and I immediately summoned my cauldrons without warning and fired off a punch towards the opening of the first hole directly in front.

Shu!

Bam!

My punch landed on a pink blur that shot out from the hole!

The pink blur shot back and landed on the ground some distance away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Everything that happened took place within the blink of an eye and even Yaomu Shou found it hard to react in time.

Mina refused to give a baboon’s ass what just happened and kept her eyes glued to the manga. I really shouldn’t have given her that yet. I underestimated how Otakus act when they’re getting their fix.

By the time Yaomu Shou reacted, however, whatever I punched was already charging toward us again.

“Squeak!”

Its cry echoed out and even I barely had any time to react when a furry fist came barrelling toward my face!

Shu!

I hurriedly shifted his head to the side, dodging the attack. However, another fist buried itself in my gut!

“Ugh!”

The blow elicited a grunt, but that was it. Fortunately, the defence of my physical body alone could withstand the damage afforded me.

It’d probably take hundreds or even thousands of such blows before they really affected me.

I mean, given decades or centuries, even water could cut through stone, well… either that or a high-power propulsion system, but you get the idea.

Nevertheless, I wasn’t willing to take these hits lying down. Unfortunately, my assailant didn’t necessarily agree with me. To prove this, the creature was on me again!

All I could see was fur, fists, teeth, and whiskers!

Did Lord Whiskers find a way to sneak in or something!?

Rumble!

The somatic essence in my body rampaged as I ran the Foundation Forge Body Tempering Art!

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Faint sounds of thunder could be heard as my somatic essence, which was baptised by Execution Lightning, stormed through my meridians.

‘Breaking Mundane Forging Heaven Technique, First Forging, Nine Tempers!’

The flash of a hammer appeared before a flurry of strikes burst forth!

C-C-Cla-Cla-Clang!

Some of the hammer strikes landed squarely on the unknown attacker in an instant, which sent it reeling back!

I didn’t use the Unrestrained Temper since I didn’t want to outright kill what I was fighting. I at least wanted to see what it was first.

Boom!

It landed with a crash, kicking up another cloud of dust.

This attack definitely did a lot of damage based on the fact that it didn’t start its assault this time.

It took a while for the dust to die down, but once it did, the view of the attacker made itself known.

Lying on the ground was a relatively large body. It was around nine ft tall and a little less than two ft wide. It was shaped like a butt plug and covered in pink fur from head to toe.

Two long ears atop its head twitched every now and again. There were also two huge buff teeth that jutted out from the front.

A rabbit?

When Yaomu Shou and I saw what it was that attacked me, we were both taken aback. It was a rabbit, a rabbit larger than any rabbit had any right to be.

“An Overly Bombastic Brawler Rabbit?” Oh yeah, I read about this guy in the bestiary. Boy have I wanted to get my hands on one of these.