The man was wearing a samurai outfit and had a sword on his waist.

He has black hair and black eyes, and his face is slightly ordinary, but his brows are filled with a sharp warrior-like aura.

Like Korekami Harunosuke, he also knelt on the ground, holding the perch behind him tightly.

Just as Arata Ichito was about to speak, a mournful and trembling voice came into his mind.

[Is it... Is it Daoqi? 】(Mikochiyo)

Arata Ichito frowned and thought to himself, "Who is he? Sister, can you explain it more clearly? He seems very important to you."

In her inner world, Miyu Chiyo took a few deep breaths before calming down her turbulent emotions and speaking in a tone that seemed as calm as possible,

[Ichito, the person in front of you should be my biological son. Even if he doesn't have demon horns and his appearance doesn't match many details in my memory, I only need to take one look to know that he is my son, Michiki Michi...] (Michiyo)

Arata Ichito's brows jumped, he was exposed to something big, and he immediately asked the system to retrieve all the events of Yuyu Daoqi.

Suddenly, densely packed words appeared before my eyes.

Huang Long read ten lines at a glance and soon browsed through most of the events that Yu Yu Daoqi knew.

Yu Yu Daoqi looked at the other person's changing expression, tilted his head in confusion, and did not interrupt him.

Not only out of politeness, but also because he was secretly observing the other person.

The first time Yu Yu Daoqi saw the other person, he noticed the striking red devil horns on his head.

The ghost tribe... still exists...

After realizing this, the corners of Yu Yu Daoqi's mouth curled up unconsciously, and a feeling of relief and relaxation swirled in his heart.

No matter what, as a former ghost, I am still happy to see the descendants of my mother's tribe appear.

After a while, Araki Ichito raised his head with a strange expression and looked at the other side. "Um, your name should be Yuyu Daoqi, right?"

Yu Yu Daoqi was surprised. "You actually know me? Yes, my original name is indeed this name..."

Then he shook his head again, "However, I have changed my name to Yanzang, so please still call me by that name."

Arata Ichito waved his hand, "It's not important to me. What's important is that you can't change this name in front of her."

Yu Yu Daoqi was curious, "Oh? Who is it?"

Arata Ichito said it directly, "Your mother, Miyoshi Chiyo."

Miyumi Doki remained silent. He was not surprised that Arotaki Ichito knew his mother's name, and he could not refute what he said. He could not even teach Arotaki Ichito a lesson for saying this.

After all, the fact that he changed his name and bloodline to become a human was an act of betrayal of his ancestors no matter from which angle you look at it.

Without giving Yuyu Daoqi a chance to speak, Ara Taki Ichito gave him another strong warning, "I advise you to use the name Daoqi today. After all, your mother is here. If you do this, she will be very sad."

"What did you say?!"

Yu Yu Daoqi could no longer hold back. His calm face became extremely excited. His tiger eyes flashed with brilliance. The sword force that had almost condensed into substance spread out in circles around him, causing billowing waves of air.

Arata Ichito's words sounded like thunder to Yu Yu Daoqi's ears.

If the previous words could only create ripples in his heart, then this sentence definitely formed a huge wave in his heart, which made him terrified.

Mother……

What a familiar yet unfamiliar word.

When he was young, because of the war, he had very few opportunities to be alone with his mother and could only listen to people's discussions to understand her. When he heard about his mother's deeds and their praise for her again and again from everyone, at that moment, he was proud and admired her, and he wanted to be like his mother.

When he was young, after Michiyo attacked Lord Ogosho, her reputation plummeted. As many people praised her as there were people who insulted her. He was devastated and desperate at that time.

He could not accept such a blow, and in despair, he left Inazuma Castle and lived in seclusion in a village.

Later, he met Mitsuyo and developed the sword technique Tengu Tshou. With the help of Mitsuyo, he changed his name to Iwakura, which means not to be hurt by the words of others. In the end, even his bloodline was changed.

Putting aside what happened afterwards, his mother only occupied a small part of his life, but she influenced his entire life.

If they met again now, Yu Yu Daoqi would feel mixed emotions.

There is excitement, joy, doubt, confusion, and... panic...

That’s right, panic. Even Yu Yu Daoqi himself probably didn’t notice it. His breathing became rapid, his body was trembling slightly, and his expression was already panic-stricken.

Michiki Yu loved his mother very much, so he never believed the news of Michiyo Yu's rebellion. He thought there must be some unknown misunderstanding or reason that led his mother to commit such a heinous crime.

But he didn't do it.

Perhaps due to his childhood, he was overwhelmed by the wave of criticism from the world, unable to extricate himself.

He couldn't fight these voices, he could only choose to escape.

He was very afraid. He was afraid that when he saw his mother again, she would question him at the top of her lungs.

Why don’t you believe me!

Why do you want to erase your own bloodline!

But this was purely his overthinking. When Miyu Chiyo saw him, she was filled with happiness and joy, and there was not the slightest intention of blaming him at all.

It's not his fault. After all, most of his impression of his mother came from the gossip of the world, and he knew very little about her real appearance.

To put it in plain words, they just believe whatever others say and their ability to withstand pressure is very poor.

But then, Yu Yu Daoqi quickly realized that there was no third person here except the two of them, let alone his mother.

So, after a brief panic, Yu Yu Daoqi became serious and angry again. He growled,

"Boy, you dare to play tricks on me?!"

Arata Ichito shook his head and said, "That's absolutely not the case. She is indeed here."

He stretched out his index finger and tapped his temple.

"Yes, it's right here, in my head."

Yu Yu Daoqi was unmoved and sneered, "Oh, how can I trust you?"

Arata Ichito spread his hands and said, "There is absolutely no way. After all, if someone else told me this, I wouldn't believe it."

"But I want to ask you one thing. Since you can wake up again, why do you think your mother can't?"

Yu Yu Daoqi nodded and said, "You are right. Since even I can return to the world, there is no reason why my mother cannot."

"But that doesn't mean I will believe your one-sided words!"

Arata Ichito shook his wrist and said, "Yeah, you're right not to believe me. Anyway, I don't intend to shake hands with you and make peace. We have to fight after all. I'll tell you everything after the fight."

Yu Yu Daoqi had stood up without knowing when, and drew his sword. He looked at Arata Ichito with a sharp look in his eyes.

"Youngster, since you know my story, I don't need to say anything else. I just want to remind you..."

"Here, my strength is even stronger than in my heyday, so you better be careful..."

Araki Ichito pulled out the red-horned stone pestle from the void with one hand, and danced with it, aiming the tip of the knife at Yu Yu Daoqi, and smiled.

"I couldn't ask for more..."

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