Chapter 57 - 52

In one of the brothels on the red light district, you can see Jiraiya talking to the people in the lobby, though it seems like they were arguing.

"Sir, for the last time, you're not handing us any money in your hand! You don't even have money and you're saying that inside this briefcase is full of money!? Bullshit! There is no jackshit in there!" The employee said angrily.

"What do you mean there's no money!? Look at it!" Jiraiya pointed to his right hand.

The employee looked and there was nothing there except his right hand, which seemed to be holding an imaginary briefcase.

The employee stared at him blankly before yelling, "Security! Get this man out of our establishment! Immediately!"

The securities answered his call and came right next to him. They were two tall black men wearing suits and sunglasses. They then held each of Jiraiya's arms and said, "You have disturbed our brothel enough, we think it's time for you to go home."

They then dragged him towards the door as he kept yelling and kicking his legs, only for the two men to hold tighter.

"LET ME GO! LET ME GO!" Jiraiya screamed.

Considering the fact that he's a Sannin, I would think he completely forgot about him being one of the greatest shinobi in the world. A shame that he's an idiot, it would've been good if he died while fighting Hanzo, that way, Tsunade and Orochimaru would stay in the village to protect it as a symbol of their friendship. That would be unlikely though, since the both of them don't care shit about him.

Meanwhile, back at the hot springs…

Hikaru just got out of the hot spring bathhouse and he rejoiced that he finally got the rest he well deserved. He's been grinding here and there for souls, dying left and right, at the very least, this bathhouse is only second to him and Azumi making out.

As he walked out of the bathhouse, he decided to buy some chocolate milk from the shop right beside the bathhouse establishment. It was delicious since it was quite cold.

He then disappeared in a burst of speed and suddenly appeared outside of his house. He went to open the gates before walking towards the door then opened it as he entered his house.

When he entered the living room, he saw a white spiky haired with markings on his face sitting on the couch. This is Shiro, One of the Yokai Lords. But he seemed a little tired, because there were bags under his eyes.

Shiro turned his vision towards Hikaru, who had just entered the house, and said, "You've arrived. Thank god you're here, please tell me why you haven't opened your letter yet?!" Shiro suddenly asked while agitated.

Hikaru, not so surprised seeing him here 'cause he already sensed him two miles ago, simply said, "I just forgot about it, don't worry, I'll check it now."

Shiro suddenly heaved a sigh of relief, as if the most comforting thing just happened in front of him…. Which is kinda true since that Old Monster had been threatening them to extinct all Werewolves Yokai if Hikaru doesn't check his letter. Shiro, who is now both a Yokai Lord and the Head of his Clan, had been very stressed lately because of that. Their economics were crumbling piece by piece because of that Old Monster. His people are now living in fear that the Old Monster would suddenly just appear in front of their gates and destroy their entire village in minutes without them being able to do anything.

He, Shiro, had been trying to find time to leave their village to check on Hikaru but he never got the chance since his people are always filling up the paperwork on his desk. Thankfully, from all this noise, his father went out of his seclusion. who was learning the secret technique of their clan. He then temporarily gave the duty to him and went out here to check on Hikaru.

Imagine having your entire clan having the threat of someone just destroying their entire village because some guy forgot to open the f.u.c.k.i.n.g letter. That Old Monster may be a kind-hearted old man but he has a very short fuse.

Hikaru took out the letter from his storage box and opened it. He then took out the paper inside it.

"In this letter, it is said to be the summoning jutsu for Godly Mythical Creatures. Now, why would I need that?" Hikaru said as he waved the paper from his hand.

"Godly Mythical Creatures? Aren't the creatures there are phoenixes, dragons, fairy, krakens, unicorns, and many, many others? The Old Monster must really like you to give you that as your summons, but now that you have opened it, I'll go back to my village. Please, just go there." Shiro said before disappearing in thin air.

Hikaru raised an eyebrow and said, "What's his problem?"

He just ignored it and looked at the paper in his hand. After memorizing the hand signs written in it, he returned the letter back to his storage box. He then did the hand signs and yelled, "Gyako Kuchiyose no Jutsu!" before he disappeared in a puff of smoke.

Now, not a single song remains inside his house. Only the eerie silence of the house can be spotted.

( The Land Of ??? )

This world was once a home to all creatures. Yokai, Mythical Creatures, Gods, Simple Animals, and Humans. But then, the Juubi came destroying almost everything. Not even then could combat it, so they retreated to the deep earth, where the Juubi could not reach.

Milleniums passed and they managed to make a decent civilization inside the very earth and made home to countless creatures. They came to know that some humans and simple animals survived the Juubi thanks to what they call "The Sage Of Six Paths". They were stronger than him, that's for sure, but he had these weird skills that, in the end, defeated the Juubi.

He was no mere mortal since he sealed the juubi inside himself but at the cost of his lifespan. Living a short 100 years, he died while his offsprings were battling each other every single day. He separated the life energy of the Juubi into nine separate beings before he died.

They were quite sad, since the people down there, too, consider him a hero. Sadly, mortal life is such a fleeting thing.

When he died, countless powerful creatures came out of their hidings. They were beings who could've easily defeated the Juubi but they chose not to, for reasons unknown. But they did not get angry at them because it's their fault for being too weak. If they had been stronger, then they wouldn't have to live under the earth for many millenniums

But still, they did not go up immediately because, for some, this is their home.

Slowly, humanity forgot about their existence. They just deemed them as folklore and urban legends, or myths. Without their belief towards them, now, humanity has been blind from their appearance. They could no longer see them, even if one of them is standing in front of them.

They then decided to sign up a contract to one of those powerful beings, and his name was Tengoku. This contract will serve as them being his summoning partners at the cost of him protecting them, which is a very small price to pay since all of them were powerful.

He agreed to their request with a kind smile.

Now, it was the chosen immortal's turn to do that. This is his gift to him. A gift that Tengoku couldn't give to the former chosen immortal, Kiran. They were friends but, in the end, he never visited again. He just decided to substitute Hikaru for Kiran because he still treasures the weapon he gave him billions of years ago.

Tengoku still holds that weapon, the dagger of a goddess. He doesn't use it but he just keeps it as a little remembrance of his old friend.

When Hikaru opened his eyes again, he saw many tall mountains, flat lands, trees as tall as the mountains, large flowing rivers, and gigantic creatures walking or flying around everywhere. It looked like paradise but there was only one thing missing, the sun. There was no sun but an artificial light on top of this underworld.

"What… is this?" Hikaru muttered, shocked.

The sight in front of him was beyond his expectations. This is a literal paradies for everyone.

"This is the world created by the remnants of the old age, The Beautiful Underworld." An old wizened voice spoke behind him.

Hikaru turned around to see an old man with a long white beard and wore a long white robe.

"So you've come, Chosen Immortal." The old man said.

"Who are you?" Hikaru asked, immediately on guard.

The old man suddenly did the unexpected, he laughed.

"Hah hah hah hah, you are truly almost like Kiran. He once had a black hair as long as yours, eyes darker than any abyss. But his hair suddenly turned whiter than snow and his eyes became redder than blood.

" The old man then turned sad, "That was the day he lost his beloved woman. Anyway, I am Tengoku, one of the Yokai Lords."

'Kiran? This old man knows the Second? He must be some ancient man or something, because you can't just know someone who's billions of years old.' Hikaru thought.

"By the way, you're very strong. You're at least close to being as strong as I am but you're still lacking a little bit. Anyhow, the reason I brought you here is to let you meet a dark dragon that I tamed and trained years ago. Asphodel, come here!" Tengoku said as he lightly tapped the ground with his staff.

Then, suddenly, a humongous shadow overshadowed them both from up. Hikaru looked upwards and saw a dragon as huge as the mountains around him, who was covered inmany shining dark scales. Its wingspan easily covers an entire mountain, its horns as big as ten humans, and its long, long tail moving ever so slightly.

The dark dragon came down and landed in front of them with its face in front of them, as if it was threatening him.

"Father, why have you called me?" The dragon spoke in a deep and rough voice, like a male does.

"To let you meet your new summoner, Hikaru Hiroaki, the new Chosen Immortal." Tengoku said as he pointed at Hikaru.

The dark dragon snorted and the air around them blew up slightly before it spoke, "Hmph, that is if he can beat me in a fight. A dragon only listens to someone stronger than them."

'Seriously? A dragon? I can become a f.u.c.k.i.n.g dragon! Why would I need that!?' Hikaru thought incredulously.

Hikaru was about to refuse the offer and leave, when the dark dragon suddenly disappeared in a poof of smoke and in front of them stood a beautiful woman, who's at least 5'11 tall and had dark hair, dark eyes, and a long dark skin. She had horns protruding from her head, and two other horns on her shoulders. A very voluptuous body and the only thing covering up was a gothic battle dress.

"I think this form is preferably the best way I can fight with utmost speed and agility. Isn't that right, father?" She said with a sweet female voice, unlike the previous deep and rough one.