Let This World Grow a Second Time

That night, Long didn't sleep at all.

As dawn broke outside the window, Kamado Tanpei was the first to get up.

He quickly put on his clothes, packed a few things, and went outside.

A moment later, a campfire was lit outside, and the sound of wind chimes could be heard. Oboro followed closely behind, donned a black haori, and came outside the house.

As soon as he pushed open the door, he saw that Kamado Tanpei was already fully prepared, standing by the fire, wearing a mask and looking at him.

Clearly, he was waiting for Oboro.

I also know that Oboro has been awake the whole time.

Their eyes met silently, and Kamado Tanpei began the opening pose of the Kagura Dance, holding the Kagura bell in his hand.

The bell rang melodiously with his movements.

The size of the campfire also fluctuated.

The simple sacrificial site was cordoned off with a hemp rope.

Long walked closer and tightened his coat... He was observing Tan Ping's breathing, the rhythm of his breathing, and the effects of the breath on various parts of his body after it entered his body.

Even though Tan Ping was wearing clothes, Oboro was still able to determine the flow of his luck by observing certain changes in his skin.

"Left foot..."

After observing for a moment, Oboro spoke softly as Tan Ping made a move.

Sure enough, the next second, Tan Ping lifted his left foot, leaving his right foot to support his weight.

"Bend backwards."

Then, Oboro muttered something else in his sleep.

Immediately, Tan Ping bent down and twisted his waist and abdomen.

"He's not Yoriichi Tsugikuni. Although he's learned the Sun Breathing, his flesh and blood can't handle it... He has to rely on certain movements to slow down the damage to his body from breathing." Thinking this, Oboro shifted her attention from Tan Ping's breathing and began to appreciate his seemingly beautiful 'dance' on his own.

At this moment, Tan Ping was completely immersed in the process of praying for blessings.

They reached a state of selflessness.

To concentrate wholeheartedly.

His graceful figure, amidst the snow-covered landscape, created a truly picturesque scene.

Time passed slowly, and soon the people in the room woke up one after another.

No one disturbed Tan Ping. Kamado Tanjiro stood beside his mother, quietly watching his father perform the Kagura Dance.

His father had told him more than once that he should learn the Kagura Dance and memorize every movement, especially... his breathing.

The two maids who had just woken up walked to Oboro's side without saying a word.

In their eyes, the dance performed by men was nothing special, and they didn't know why it was worth their parents coming to see it.

Many priests or shrine maidens in shrines do the same when they are praying and seeking blessings.

After a while, the morning sun rose from one end of the mountain, casting golden afterglow, and Tan Ping's Kagura Dance came to an end.

He took off his mask, revealing fine beads of sweat on his face, and smiled slightly at Long.

Everything is understood without words.

"Sumiyoshi Kamado and Suyako... are your ancestors. The Kagura Dance you perform is actually a formalized movement inherited from the Sun Breathing." Suddenly, Oboro spoke up, "Although some inheritances are deeply ingrained in memory, in order to avoid loss due to the passage of time, a set of movements can form specific memory points, which can effectively prevent omissions."

"Your ancestors kept their promise."

"..."

Upon hearing this, Tan Ping was suddenly stunned.

But he quickly regained his composure and laughed, "I can't remember anything about my ancestors... but this Kagura Dance was passed down to me by my father, who told me to keep it in mind. I'm just putting it into practice."

"You understand the Sun Breathing, and although you can't master it to the extreme, you should have 'seen' him... the person I'm talking about, Yoriichi Tsugikuni. The soul is also the vessel for passing on memories... whether in a dream or in a fleeting moment of confusion, you have seen him."

Long walked forward, bent down, stepped over the rope, and entered the arena.

He extended a hand. "Your intuition is very accurate. Although I came for the Sun Breathing... I had no ill intentions, otherwise you wouldn't have shown it."

"I just want to confirm something through your breathing."

Oboro smiled and said, "Let's confirm, Yoriichi Tsugikuni's level..."

"You don't mind, do you?"

He waved his hand.

Tan Ping thought for a moment, then took off his mask and placed it in Oboro's hand.

"Grown ups..."

Upon seeing this, the two maids hurriedly tried to stop them.

They already figured out what Oboro was going to do...

Splash!

Oboro tore off her haori and threw it away, leaving only a thin undergarment underneath, and put on her mask.

Then, all the movements of Tan Ping's dance just now appeared in his mind, but not Tan Ping's posture, but the flow of air in his body with each movement and each breath.

"Sun Breathing is the origin of all breathing techniques... The original intention of breathing techniques is to increase blood oxygen levels by strengthening tissues such as the heart and lungs, so that physical strength can show a burst of potential in a short period of time. However, Sun Breathing is too intense and is not suitable for everyone... Therefore, just like the Kagura Dance you are performing, in order to adapt to the rhythm and cadence of this breathing, you have to perform some movements to coordinate with it and reduce the side effects of the breathing."

As he spoke, Oboro suddenly adopted a starting stance completely different from Tan Ping's.

"Relying on external movements to slow down the energy generated by breathing itself... is too passive."

"This is you trying to please your breath, instead of letting your breath please you... Remember, you are the master, the one who controls your breath. Breath should not be above a person... This is wrong."

"However, it is precisely because many people fail to understand the true meaning of 'breathing,' and like your ancestors, they choose to passively conform, relying on external movements and special training methods, that a large number of different breathing techniques have been developed..."

"It's like two pieces of wood. In order to force them together, one of them must be ground down or repaired... and you chose to grind down yourselves."

"All breathing techniques are derived from Sun Breathing..."

"What we really need to do is to go upwards... Sun Breathing should be a seed that grows vigorously upwards, not a long tendril that grows deep into the ground downwards."

Every word that Tan Ping uttered was like thunder to Tanpei.

Because Oboro's words did not affect his movements at all, and... Tan Ping also noticed that Oboro's dance moves were just casual swaying.

This is because it is not affected by the flow of Qi within the body.

He can move however he wants.

But even though... Oboro's body was even Exhaust than his, he wasn't 'injured'.

Bathed in sunlight, Oboro resembled a bird basking in golden light, as agile and light as Tan Ping had been, yet possessing an added touch of intensity and power! Snap! Oboro's waist stretched like a taut bow, her spine cracking as she extended and leaped. Her movements were powerful, each step kicking up three feet of snow. If Tan Ping hadn't witnessed it firsthand, he would have found it hard to imagine that Oboro's slender body could unleash such vibrant 'energy'.

Even the campfire nearby seemed to be affected, its flames suddenly roaring higher...

"His breathing... his breath, can even affect external objects."

A thought flashed through Tan Ping's blank mind.

"Breathing is like soil; what we need to do is add... not subtract," Oboro said again.

After a while, Oboro put away his stance.

Everyone discovered that, centered on him, within a ten-meter radius, the thick snow had melted into ice water and seeped into the frozen soil.

It was his breathing that caused the heat of the campfire to spread.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

"If he went to Hunter x Hunter, he would definitely become a top Nen user... After all, here, he is a born prodigy, and the level he has reached is incomprehensible to others. It is impossible to start from his point and move upward... We can only move downward."

Long removed his mask, thinking to himself, "But to establish himself in the Dark Continent, someone of his level... has almost no chance."

Sun Breathing... is considered quite complex among Breath Control Technique.

That's all.

That said, if we could start with Yoriichi Tsugikuni's power and develop the Breathing Technique from the bottom up, giving rise to various other powers, then... Demon Slayer wouldn't be a low-level world anymore; it would at least reach the level of a mid-level world.

It is precisely because other breathing techniques are mostly simplified versions that the strength system is so poor.

At this thought, Long seemed to sense something and suddenly looked up at the rising sun.

"You want me... to help you?"

A gentle breeze brushed my face, my eyelids twitched, and I said softly.

He saw a tree.

A Little Tree growing in a greenhouse.

The greenhouse is spacious enough for the tree to grow to over five meters tall, with lush branches and leaves.

But at this time, the tree was less than three meters tall, with sparse branches and a sparse foliage.

Following its normal trajectory, it... still has room to grow.

"No wonder... I traveled here."

Long understood.

"Let's make a deal. Accept my inherited will... to serve as nourishment for your second growth. As for how much more you can grow... that depends on your fate."

"I will cause the power system of this world to erupt a second time, in the form of a 'seed'."

With a calm and composed demeanor, she responded to the scene she perceived.

Upon hearing this, the Little Tree swayed gently, conveying its gratitude.

"Originally, I wanted to start with Yoriichi Tsugikuni and create a brilliant spark... but unexpectedly... things didn't go as planned."

"The seeds were well chosen, but unfortunately... whether they can grow into mature plants, or grow well, depends on many factors."