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Perhaps because they were in a hurry, the carriage wheels spun rapidly, and the horses' heavy panting could be heard from far away.

Just then, the horses were suddenly struck hard. Their bodies instantly toppled sideways, taking the carriage down with them.

Caught completely off guard, the people inside were left dazed and injured, and chaos broke out in an instant.

When they saw the muscular, drooling demon in the torchlight, the members of the convoy were scared out of their wits.

"Not them, none of them. I clearly smelled Rare Blood?"

"A demon! It's a man-eating demon!"

"Protect the family head and young master!"

The guards' legs trembled with fear as well, but as guards who drew a salary, they absolutely could not run at a time like this.

But ideals were full, while reality was harsh.

Against a demon, even humans with considerable martial arts training could not last two exchanges before being beaten unconscious.

"Out of my way. Rare Blood, where is that Rare Blood?"

The demon's sharp eyes fixed directly on the child being shielded behind an adult.

"Is it that little brat?"

The demon's fiery, predatory gaze was too terrifying. Both the adult and the child trembled in fear.

"Taro, run!"

"Father!"

"Run!"

At his father's furious roar, Taro's eyes instantly welled up, but he still desperately began to run.

"So Rare Blood is this little brat? Where do you think you're going?!"

The maneater demon's arm suddenly grew thinner and longer, reaching straight for the fleeing Taro.

Just as Taro was about to be caught, a burst of blood suddenly exploded from the demon's head.

At the same time, the man addressed as the family head held a smoking musket in his hand.

"Damn it, another nuisance!"

The evil demon's head had been hit by the bullet, spraying blood everywhere, yet it recovered at a speed visible to the naked eye. The bleeding stopped in an instant.

"A wound from a bullet actually healed immediately."

Having just returned home from Tokyo Prefecture, Kenichi Mitsushiro considered himself a man who had seen the world.

The Westerners had used muskets to force open Japan's gates. Even battle-hardened samurai could not withstand a single shot.

But he had never expected muskets to be completely useless against demons.

"No, I have to buy Taro a little more time!"

Kenichi Mitsushiro forced down the fear in his heart and raised his musket, intending to fire another shot at the demon.

But at that moment, Kenichi Mitsushiro discovered in horror that the demon's enormous fist was already smashing toward his face, growing larger and larger in his vision.

"Ah!"

Kenichi Mitsushiro instinctively raised his hands to protect his head, but to his surprise, the demon's bowl-sized fist did not strike him.

Kenichi Mitsushiro nervously opened his eyes and saw that the demon's hand was still suspended before his face, as though something had grabbed it, leaving it unable to advance or retreat.

"This is..."

After looking around, Kenichi Mitsushiro discovered a child about Taro's age standing atop a large tree not far away.

Perhaps because of the angle, the bright moon was directly behind Mu Yu's head, making him look like a spirit of the moonlit night.

For a moment, Kenichi Mitsushiro could only stare foolishly.

How beautiful. Have I encountered an immortal who slays evil demons?

What the immortal held was a... bamboo pole?

There seemed to be a line attached to it too. Why did it look like a fishing rod?

Kenichi Mitsushiro was completely dumbfounded, his mind in utter turmoil.

He had witnessed the demon's strength firsthand. In an instant, it had taken down several of his guards.

After its head had been shot by him, it had completely recovered in less than a few seconds.

And now, it had been restrained by a young boy using a fishing rod and line.

This young man really was an immortal, wasn't he?!

What Kenichi Mitsushiro did not know was that Mu Yu's thoughts at that moment were completely different from his.

That was close. I almost didn't make it in time!

Kenichi Mitsushiro was confused, but the evil demon was even more confused.

"Why can't I move?"

"A fishing rod? Fishing line? How is that possible?"

He was a demon. How could a mere fishing line restrain him?

Mu Yu did not answer. He lifted the rod and reeled in the evil demon, then slammed it heavily onto the ground.

Bang!

The evil demon collided violently with the earth, instantly smashing a large crater into the ground.

But a demon's vitality was no joke. In less than a few seconds, it was lively again.

"Rare Blood... so you're the Rare Blood!"

Mu Yu froze. Rare Blood was referring to him?

So-called Rare Blood was a constitution possessed by only a tiny number of people in the world of Demon Slayer: Kimetsu no Yaiba.

It was nothing special to humans themselves, but to demons, it was super delicious, super nutritious food.

Eating one person with Rare Blood was equivalent to eating dozens, or even hundreds, of Ordinary people.

Demons increased their strength by eating humans. The more humans they ate, the stronger they became.

To demons, Rare Blood was practically an incomparably potent tonic, like a Great Return Pill or hundred-year-old fleeceflower root.

Hehehehe~~~

The evil demon stared at Mu Yu, constantly grinding its teeth as saliva streamed endlessly from its mouth.

Rare Blood was simply too tempting to him. Once he ate this Rare Blood, his strength would soar, and his hunting territory would expand dramatically.

Perhaps he might even earn that person's favor and become one of the Twelve Kizuki!

Most importantly, he did not see a Nichirin Blade on Mu Yu.

As long as he could not die, there was nothing to fear.

Boom!

The evil demon lunged at Mu Yu, but the next second, Mu Yu struck it with a bamboo rod, severing its head from its body.

Not only that, but the headless demon's body rolled continuously across the ground in pain.

"It hurts! It hurts so much!"

"I'm a demon, aren't I? Why does it hurt this much?"

Tears streamed wildly from the evil demon's eyes. Even having its head blown apart by a bullet had not hurt as much as that blow.

Mu Yu frowned. "After coating it with Haki, the power of my attacks has increased significantly, but it still can't kill demons."

At the same time, the evil demon, thoroughly frightened by Mu Yu, grabbed its head and ran.

"Dangerous, too dangerous. Who the hell is that brat?"

"He actually used a bamboo pole to sever my head from my body, and the pain was so intense I could barely breathe. Luckily, he doesn't have a Nichirin Blade, or I'd really be dead!"

Watching the evil demon flee more than thirty meters away, Mu Yu frowned.

If a bamboo rod coated in Haki would not work, then he would try White Deer, transformed into an Imperial Blade!

Imperial Blades were unique swords from the world of Toji no Miko.

Forged from Tamahagane imbued with divinity, they could draw forth all kinds of divine power from the Hidden World to combat Aradama.

Aradama were also known as monsters, yokai, ghosts, evil spirits, and the like.

"Let's try it!"

Soru.

With a thought from Mu Yu, he stomped the ground dozens of times in rapid succession and instantly caught up to the fleeing evil demon. At the same time, the Imperial Blade White Deer appeared in his hand.

Gale Whisper~~~

With one slash, Mu Yu used Kesa-giri to cut the evil demon, which had run forty meters away, cleanly in half.

Watching its lower half continue running forward, the evil demon was stunned.

Was I cut? So fast!

Why didn't he cut my neck? Is he deliberately trying to torture me to death?

I'm a demon! Mere humans are nothing but food, yet now I'm being toyed with and tortured to death by food. How miserable!

Several breaths later.

The evil demon revived once more, only for Mu Yu to cut off its neck with a single slash, reducing it completely to ash.

Mu Yu slowly sheathed White Deer, having reached a conclusion.

Imperial Blades could kill demons, but they still had to sever the neck, their vital weak point.

You have successfully hunted one Ordinary evil demon and rescued nine humans. Reward: 1,000,000 energy points.

One million points. Not a bad haul.

It was time to leave. The fish he had caught were still by the lake!