Muzan's Peace of Mind

Before dawn, the maid knocked on Oboro's door.

Oboro led the two Upper Moons into the house.

Just as they had done to Mireimaru, they cut flesh and blood from their bodies and transformed it into cards.

Unlike Mireimaru, Oboro also transformed other types of cards onto the two of them.

Skill cards.

Blood Demon Art!

This includes several sword techniques from the Moon Breathing.

And Doma's ability to make good use of frost.

However, this transformation of skill cards caused some psychological trauma to both of them.

It extracts not only bloodline but also spiritual memories, which can affect the soul.

"It seems that only these few types can be transformed."

Long put down the short dagger.

Doma has just become Upper Moon Six, and his strength is not comparable to that of later generations. He still has a lot of room for growth.

Blood Demon Art is not comprehensive either.

Furthermore, extracting some powerful Blood Demon Art would have severe side effects on the two of them.

Currently, Oboro also needs to maintain the balance between the Demon Slayer Corps and the demons.

These two, as top-tier combatants among the demons, are still useful, but their value cannot yet be fully exploited.

Several hours passed, and Kokushibo's body had healed a little, but he still couldn't move.

The reason his cells recover so slowly is quite simple.

Sun Breathing can severely damage the cells of demons, so for Oboro, who has mastered a more advanced Breathing Technique, destroying Kokushibo's life force through the power of breathing would be extremely simple.

"Ah..."

At this moment, Doma let out a sound of ecstasy.

He looked at Oboro as if he were looking at something he liked very much.

That kind of naked gaze, without any concealment.

Mingming was scraping flesh off his body piece by piece, but he seemed to be enjoying it.

This contrasted sharply with the silent and cold-faced Kokushibo standing to the side.

"Muzan really likes to find perverts to be his confidants..."

Having achieved his goal, Oboro glanced at Doma and smiled slightly.

In later generations, throughout the entire Twelve Kizuki... Doma wasn't the only one with perverse tendencies.

In the past, given his personality, if Doma dared to stare at him with those eyes, Oboro would have killed him on the spot.

But now, my mindset is a little different... Maybe this is part of growing up.

Immediately, Oboro extended a finger and inserted it into Doma's forehead.

Upon closer inspection, his fingers had turned black and veins were visible, clearly indicating a strength not found in humans.

Oboro's Blood Demon Art.

He is no longer a demon, but a tiny bit of Muzan's cells remain in his body. Therefore, he can only achieve a small part of his body becoming a demon, just to maintain the minimum level required to activate the Blood Demon Art.

As long as it works, that's fine.

This ability to transform back into a human while retaining some demonic characteristics is actually based on the principle that Tanjiro eventually became the new Demon King and then returned to human form.

Oboro's Blood Demon Art allows her to control others by touching their brains.

This domination, due to the weakened effect of the Blood Demon Art, can only last for a period of time. With the power of Kokushibo and Doma, it is estimated that they will be able to recall it a hundred years from now.

Oboro is preparing to alter their memories.

Erase everything that happened last night.

At that time, Muzan Kibutsuji will inevitably discover something amiss, but he won't be able to reverse the situation between the two.

Moreover, out of caution and timidity, Muzan would absolutely not dare to approach him Muzan the time being.

This can be considered a way of 'making an example of someone's mistakes'.

Oboro doesn't want to get directly involved in the situation between the two sides right now; he just wants to observe the 'hatching of the seed' from the sidelines.

Maintaining a balance between balance and conflict.

After tampering with their brains, Oboro threw them out of the city before dawn.

After a while, their consciousness will return on its own.

Meanwhile, on the other side...

Muzan himself appeared on a battlefield.

However, he first hid in the shadows and observed for a while.

He only came out after the battle had ended.

At this moment, in the field.

Iron Pillar, dressed in a black, tight-fitting outfit, was using his unique Nichirin Sword to pin a Lower Moon demon to a tree trunk, preparing to decapitate him.

His opponent was the third moon, the lower moon.

The two fought for a while at another location. The lower moon realized that he was no match for him, so he had the idea of running away. Luffy, with Iron Pillar in close pursuit... In the end, he won the battle by relying on his own strength.

As he was about to bring this mission to a perfect close.

Suddenly, footsteps sounded from the side.

Iron Pillar looked over, and his expression changed slightly.

He was a man with delicate features and gorgeous clothes... especially his bright red pupils, which stood out in the night.

The other party's distinctive attire is quite iconic for this era.

Iron Pillar recognized him at a glance.

That's his full name.

Why would a daimyo suddenly appear in this desolate wilderness? "A ghost?"

Iron Pillar felt a chill run down his spine.

Then, he noticed that Lower Moon Three was powerless to resist, and his expression changed drastically. When he looked at this daimyo, he was terrified.

"Grown ups..."

The latter seemed to be trying to explain something.

But the next second, a chill ran down Iron Pillar's spine, and he jumped away to dodge.

A dark shadow rushed in, not only smashing the Lower Moon Triple into pieces, but also snapping an entire thick tree in an instant.

Although Iron Pillar reacted extremely quickly, he was still grazed by the shadow, and half of his face was scraped off, with blood flowing freely.

If he had slowed down even a fraction of a second, his head would probably have exploded.

Their fate was the same as that of a dead ghost.

"Grown ups?"

Iron Pillar was on high alert.

The way the Lower Moon addressed this person made him realize the problem.

"Muzan Kibutsuji?!"

Then, Iron Pillar Zhu's pupils dilated, and he uttered a name.

"Oh?"

Muzan raised an eyebrow, staring at the pillar in front of him. "It is a bit different... It was able to dodge my attacks."

He came to watch the battle because he wanted to see up close the changes brought about by the Demon Slayer Corps' breathing power.

As for the dead Lower Moon... when facing a Pillar, it actually had the idea of running away, which greatly displeased Muzan.

You should know that in the past... even the Lower Moon demons killed many Pillar-level swordsmen and severely damaged the Demon Slayer Corps.

"Aren't you going to run away?"

Seeing the swordsman opposite him adopt an offensive stance without showing any fear, Muzan cold.

He clearly recognized him and knew how terrifying he was... yet this person still wanted to kill him? The will revealed in the swordsman's eyes disgusted Muzan even more.

Those persistent reptiles! "Iron Breathing, Land Form, Thousand Blade Transformation!"

Without any hesitation, Iron Pillar instantly raised his Nichirin Sword, his hands rapidly changing weapon forms as he charged forward.

Two minutes later, Muzan, holding a blood-splattered head in his hand, looked up at the distant horizon.

"It wasn't him..."

It is not the Sun Breathing.

This put his mind at ease.

This breathing technique, known as "Tu Na," seems to greatly enhance the body's power, far more effectively than ordinary breathing methods... but currently, its threat level appears to be limited.

However... he needs to find a way to improve the 'quality' of the Twelve Kizuki, especially the Lower Moon.

After thinking it over, he threw away Iron Pillar Zhu's unseeing head and disappeared from the spot.

There should be news from over there too...