Hehehe..

"Hehehe..."

Muzan sat on the wooden floor, chuckling foolishly at the item in his hand.

After a while, Muzan coughed twice, feigning composure, and straightened his expression.

"Dignity, I must have dignity."

"Hehehe..."

As soon as he said that, Muzan couldn't help but chuckle foolishly again. The Blue Spider Lily!

The power of plot was nothing more than this. Look!

He still got his hands on it!

After meticulous artificial cultivation, Muzan obtained the blooming Blue Spider Lily. To prevent any Half-Demons or that elusive plot power from interfering, Muzan hardened his heart and decided to consume it directly.

There was only one flower now, and he couldn't bear to let anyone else eat it!

Tamayo sat on the other side, at a distance from him, watching him with a blank expression.

Nakime remained in her usual spot, head bowed, holding her biwa, ready to act at any moment if something unexpected happened.

Tsugikuni Michikatsu also came to join the excitement, watching Muzan, but he stood by the railing, a bit far from Muzan, to prevent any accidents.

Muzan glanced at Tamayo and forced himself to regain a serious expression:

"I'm eating it. If anything unexpected happens, you must save me."

Muzan, with a solemn and even grave expression, held the Blue Spider Lily, afraid of losing it and not even daring to wash it. He carefully brought it to his lips, but his movements suddenly paused. He put it down, turned, and looked at the people in front of him:

"If I turn into a human, you won't try to kill me, will you?"

Tamayo, Nakime, Michikatsu: "..."

You're certainly cautious.

Seeing their reactions, Muzan raised his hand again to put the Blue Spider Lily into his mouth, but his movements paused again. He looked at them:

"I won't turn into a human or die if I eat this, right?"

"Alright, alright, I'll eat it."

Seeing their speechless expressions, as if asking "Don't you know yourself?", Muzan stopped wasting time. After all, the Blue Spider Lily wouldn't bloom for long.

Besides, he had a rough idea himself. It was highly unlikely he would turn into a human or die.

After all, for hundreds of years, Muzan himself, plus the original Scum Boss, had spent no small amount of time researching relevant information. Combined with the foreknowledge from the original work and referencing Nezuko's situation, it was basically certain that he would be fine.

Taking a deep breath, Muzan made up his mind and swallowed the Blue Spider Lily in one gulp.

He chewed a couple of times, savoring the taste.

"Yuck—"

Muzan's face contorted instantly, feeling numb and astringent, with an indescribable taste, like a mix of rust, insecticide, gasoline, rot...

All sorts of indescribable flavors flooded in at once.

His entire mouth was occupied by that taste, and his throat felt like it was being pierced by the pungent flavor. He was in agony.

But the next moment, before the taste even faded, an intense burning sensation spread from his stomach to every part of his body. Especially the wounds inflicted by Yoriichi, they burned even more intensely.

Muzan's face turned even more pained and ferocious.

He curled up uncontrollably. The suppressed crimson pupils and black-red long fingernails all emerged involuntarily. His sharp nails dug deeply into the flesh of his palms, veins bulged on the backs of his hands and his neck, and the beating of his seven hearts became exceptionally loud and rapid.

The bone whips and flesh whips from his back, waist, and legs also emerged, thrashing wildly as if driven mad. The surrounding wooden pillars and floor were torn apart like paper, as if to alleviate the intense pain.

Tamayo quickly retreated upon seeing this. Muzan's flesh whips wouldn't be considerate now; a careless brush would be disastrous. Moreover, the sound of his heartbeat made all three of them feel uncomfortable, their hearts being agitated to the point of extreme discomfort.

The floor was dented by his grip, and Muzan's teeth gnashed audibly.

His consciousness blurred, feeling as if he were submerged in a scorching volcano, every cell enveloped in intense heat.

Time stretched out, becoming extremely long.

It felt like a day, a month, a year, even decades. Muzan collapsed onto the floor in a daze.

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His consciousness gradually returned. Muzan slowly opened his eyes, looking up at the ceiling, unchanged from before he fainted.

He felt his body. The pain had completely subsided, and the wounds Yoriichi had inflicted on him had also disappeared. The flesh whips and bone whips dangled limply on the wooden floor.

He hadn't weakened.

Muzan felt relieved. The flesh whips and bone whips, which had already poked holes in his clothes when they emerged, were retracted into his body. Muzan got up from the floor and saw Nakime kneeling in her usual spot, holding her biwa. Tamayo and Michikatsu had already left.

Because they were afraid he would have an accident if he moved, no one had touched him, and they had just left him on the floor.

"How long was I unconscious?"

"Lord, one day."

"Only one day?"

Muzan was a bit surprised. It had only been a day?

He wouldn't have been surprised if his senses told him it had been a year.

It was probably because it was too painful, which made time feel like it was dragging on. After all, he remembered getting shots as a child, and a few seconds felt incredibly long.

Muzan tidied his clothes, which were full of holes, and with a mix of anticipation and excitement, he said, "Nakime."

Upon hearing him, Nakime gently plucked a string on her biwa.

Zheng~——

Muzan appeared in his home, changed into a new set of clothes, and took a deep breath.

It has to be okay!

Muzan opened the window a crack and saw the sunlight streaming in. He cautiously extended his hand to feel it...

It didn't hurt!

Muzan's courage grew a little, and he opened the window completely, reaching one hand out into the sun...

Completely unharmed!

He really wasn't afraid of the sun anymore!!!

Muzan lost his mind and immediately jumped out the window. The sunlight bathed Muzan's body, which hadn't seen the sun in over five hundred years. The long-lost warmth permeated his skin from the sunlight.

It had been over a hundred years!

Over a hundred years!

He could finally see the sun again!

"I'M ALIVE AGAIN!!!"

Muzan spread his arms, tilted his head up to stare directly at the sun, and shouted.

After all, even if the sun blinded him, he could recover.

Staring directly at the sun?

Easy peasy.

"Hehehe..."

Muzan started to chuckle foolishly, "I'm invincible now, truly invincible. No one can kill me anymore!"

To be honest, ever since he transmigrated, his fear of the sun had been a constant thorn in Muzan's side. After all, Muzan in the original story had died from sun exposure, so he had never felt truly secure. Even though he was unmatched, this weakness made it impossible for him to relax.

But now, after consuming the Blue Spider Lily, he was not only unafraid of the sun but also of the Nichirin blades.

Nichirin blades relied on high temperatures, and the Blue Spider Lily had eliminated this weakness along with the sun.

Now, although he still couldn't defeat Yoriichi, Yoriichi also couldn't harm him.

Various ideas of showing off began to surface.

But those thoughts could wait. He, Muzan, was going to bask in the sun now!

He comfortably slumped into the rocking chair, the sun shining down on him. Muzan felt absolutely blissful.

Not long after, Tamayo, who had learned that Muzan had awakened, arrived.

"Master, please give me some blood. I need to conduct research."