When Kirinmaru and the others awakened from cultivation again, three days had already passed.
Morning light streamed through the paper window onto the bed. He opened his eyes and found himself lying in a quiet room of the Guest Pavilion.
There was nothing wrong with his body. On the contrary, he felt lighter and more clear-headed than before.
Although the seal Chiyo had left behind suppressed the agitation of his bloodline, it also acted like a filter, purifying much of the mixed Demonic Power within him.
"Awake?"
Seru's voice came from the doorway.
She entered carrying a bowl of medicinal broth. Her face was tired, yet a strange light shone in her eyes.
Kirinmaru sat up, accepted the medicine, and drained it in one gulp.
"Sis, how long was I cultivating?"
"Three days."
Seru sat down beside him and spoke after a moment of silence.
"I've thought about a lot these past three days."
Kirinmaru looked at her, sensing the shift in her tone.
"About Lord Chiyo?"
"About the future of the entire demon clan."
Seru rose and walked to the window, gazing eastward.
That was the direction of the Eastern Country.
"Kirinmaru, have you felt it? The Demon Realm is changing.
The Western Country has already been unified. Those old men in the north are beginning to stir as well, and the South Sea sent envoys to Father the day before yesterday...
A new era is coming."
Kirinmaru walked over to her.
He scratched his head.
"What should we do, then?"
"Father wants to unite with the north and the South Sea, attacking the Western Country from three sides."
"Because the Western Country was unified too recently and lacks a solid foundation, it will eventually be divided among the three sides once it is stretched too thin."
Seru turned