Resources Can't Be Stored

They're gone!

Kawai Ichie looked in the direction where Oboro had disappeared, feeling a sense of disbelief.

He and Rengoku Tenjuro miraculously survived.

He thought the two of them were doomed.

Moreover, the man's deliberate glance before leaving had struck him as quite peculiar...

It was as if the man had done it intentionally, causing things to develop in the way he wanted, thus saving his and Tanjuro's lives.

They... were saved by a ghost.

Without thinking twice, the Shiwei rushed forward to help the unconscious Tanjuro up and quickly left the area.

At the same time, he sent Kasugai Crow to deliver a message, informing the Demon Slayer Corps of the situation.

As for these villagers, including the subsequent matters between the man and Upper Moon Five... these were no longer within his consideration.

Tanjuro's condition was much more serious than his, and he needed immediate treatment.

"Besides..."

On the way, Shiwei recalled the conversation between Oboro and Upper Moon Five, especially the fact that the former called Muzan surname, something he had never seen before.

According to his understanding, all the demons who have been touched by Muzan's blood are bound by some kind of 'curse'... They dare not show the slightest disrespect to Muzan, and if they have Muzan is not around.

This suppression is absolute.

And that man... was an anomaly.

"He obtained blood from the Upper Moon Five through scheming, thus becoming a demon, all to survive..."

"But how could someone who has just been transformed into a demon possess such strength that even the Upper Moon demons are wary of him?"

"A black haori... I feel like I've heard that name somewhere before."

Water Column carried Tanjuro on his back, enduring the excruciating pain from his wounds, and fled Qinglin Town.

He dared not gamble... In case the man or the Upper Moon returned afterward, they might very well hunt them down.

So, while the two ghosts are fighting amongst themselves, let's run away first.

"However... Upper Moon..."

Then, something occurred to him, and his heart tightened.

The Upper Moon demon's mere presence was oppressive; even when he and Tanjuro joined forces, they couldn't gain the upper hand.

At this level, it would probably take four Pillar-level swordsmen to put up a fight.

Ironically, because they had recently practiced Breath Control Technique and experienced changes and growth in their breathing, the Pillars thought they had finally seen a glimmer of hope in defeating Muzan.

Unexpectedly, reality dealt him and Tanjuro a heavy blow.

"Asshole!"

Damn it!

Why did I run away?!

"He is clearly the Upper Moon, while he is just a newborn."

On the road leading from Qinglin Town to the outside world, Mireimaru sprinted with all his might.

His figure was like a sharp arrow, flying across the dust kicked up by his feet.

The incredible speed distorted the view around him.

He couldn't help but roar and curse.

He had already shown goodwill, but the man didn't appreciate it... Given his personality, since the man was ungrateful, he should have killed him. Why was he running away?!

It's important to know that among the Twelve Kizuki, the ranking of the upper and lower crescent moons represents an absolute difference in strength.

Let alone someone who has just become a ghost, even a lower moon would tremble with fear and trepidation upon seeing him.

But why... did this man act so relaxed... even superior, when facing him?

But it was he who ran away like a stray dog.

If Muzan finds out about this... not only will he lose his Upper Moon status, but he might also be killed.

Even the other Upper Moons would mock him.

He is seen as tarnishing the reputation of the Twelve Kizuki.

It's instinct... the instinct of fear. He ran because he was afraid... If he stayed, he would die.

Mireimaru knew the answer, but he was unwilling to accept it.

Whoosh! Finally, after running for a while, Mireimaru slowly slowed down, his feet sliding two furrows in the mud, and he barely came to a stop.

He had his head down, seemingly lost in thought.

The next second, when he raised his head, his eyes suddenly became ferocious and cold.

He slowly turned around.

In the distance, a figure draped in a black haori walked from the end of the road. Even though Mireimaru was walking so fast, he still couldn't shake off the other person.

On both sides of this country road are some farmland.

At this time, the night sky was dotted with stars, and there were no clouds or fog to obscure the light, making it relatively bright.

Oboro, gripping the cane given to him by the Kamado Clan, glanced at Upper Moon Five, who stood before him, ready for a desperate fight, and whispered, "Not running anymore?"

"You're the one who should be running away!"

Mireimaru raised the meat cleaver in his hand.

A chilling murderous intent emanated from him.

Its own flesh and blood strength surpasses that of the other, and it also possesses several Blood Demon Art...

Men are simply more imposing in terms of 'aura,' and one might be momentarily intimidated by the other's methods.

Once he calms down and thinks things through carefully, his chances of winning are clearly much greater.

Putting everything else aside, just in terms of the speed of the body's self-healing, men are destined to have a hard time winning against him.

Even demons have different constitutions; he's an Upper Moon demon!

"Be careful, don't let his sudden burst of power overwhelm your senses like before!" Mireimaru made up his mind. Just as a thought flashed through his mind, suddenly... the man in his field of vision seemed to have crossed space and appeared in front of him, their eyes meeting.

"This..."

Mireimaru's pupils trembled.

"Back in the shrine, you couldn't even react at the speed of an ordinary person, let alone... now that my attributes have increased dramatically."

"You can't see it with your naked eye."

Long spoke lightly.

His breathing, his breath... the driving force that bursts forth is on a completely different dimension from that of the Pillar-level swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps.

The most striking difference in his breathing was his alarmingly high body temperature; even though he was wearing a large black haori, wisps of heat still rose from inside his clothes.

Like a cloud of mist swirling around you.

With danger looming, Mireimaru immediately began to disintegrate the body, sending each part flying off in a different direction.

But he was too slow.

This time, Oboro stretched out his large hand and inserted his five fingers into Upper Moon Five's skull.

As the fingertips continued to pinch, it was as if some kind of modification was being made to the ghost's brain.

In such a short time since becoming a demon, Oboro has awakened his Blood Demon Art and integrated pressure point techniques, creating a new method suitable for the power system of this world.

Even without using his 'soul power', Upper Moon Five has absolutely no chance of fighting him.

In terms of overall skill, even if Yoriichi Tsugikuni, he would still be far inferior to him.

If we only consider knife skills, perhaps he has a slight chance of winning.

Mireimaru's face went blank once again, drool dripping from the corner of his mouth, as Oboro's hand was pulled out of his skull.

Strangely, the flesh and blood of the former's head were not damaged.

This time, Mireimaru did not lose consciousness. His spirit was still intact, and he could perceive everything in the 'outside world'. However, his brain had been tampered with by Oboro, which severed the connection and signals between it and his body.

"Let's try turning you into a prop first..."

After subduing Mireimaru, Oboro placed his palm on the demon's chest and laughed.

"Did it fail?"

"As expected... Although I've integrated my abilities into the system by soulification, the 'capacity' setting limits what I can store. If something is too heavy, it can't be converted into a soul. Also, to ensure I can cross the barriers of space and time and bring it to another world, the smaller the resources that can be turned into props, the better. If they're too big, they'll definitely be blocked by the barriers. That's why I was able to bring stones and leaves from the Dark Continent... So, I have to carefully consider the choice of resources."

"If some of these elements were made into props or part of an income system, it might lead to failure during the transmigration process..."

"Sigh... Ultimately, it all depends on the strength of one's own soul. If one's soul is incredibly powerful, the system and abilities will also benefit and be amplified. There won't be as many restrictions on the resources one can convert. To ensure success when descending from a high-level world to a low-level world, the soul must be reduced... To climb back up from a low-level world to a high-level world, one must then enrich one's supreme will..."

Listening to the system's notification, Long stroked his chin, muttering to himself as he pondered.

Immediately afterwards, he used Mireimaru's meat cleaver to cut a piece of flesh from his body.

Accompanying the transformation of system capabilities.

The next second, a piece of Upper Moon Five's flesh and blood instantly turned into a card.

Long glanced at the card in front of his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips.

Item: Ghost's Flesh and Blood (Source of Pollution) Level: Bronze.

Type: Food, Blood.

Function: Can be used to transform races or elevate life energy and level.

Warning: This product has defects and certain side effects. Please use with caution.

The card contains comprehensive information, including the fact that after transforming into a demon, the physical body will have powerful regenerative abilities and attribute enhancements.

It also points out factors such as fear of sunlight and the need to eat people.

This... is the new face of Oboro's reshaped Nen in Hunter x Hunter, the Game Treasury of the Endless Dreamer.

He integrated it into the system.

The reason why Oboro constructed this ability was because his idea was very simple.

Since the goal is to travel to other worlds, then... incidentally, I'll also take some resources with me.

In every world, there are countless things of value.

Even Demon Slayer...

"Unfortunately, it's just an Upper Moon demon after all. Even if it's turned into a tool, it still has a limited lifespan; it's not permanent... In the end, I still have to go find Muzan..."

"Oboro said."