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Yaozai nodded, but also seemed a little helpless.
"Mr. Himejima, since you know how to use the fragrance of wisteria to drive away evil spirits, you must also know about the existence of the Demon Slayer Corps, right?"
Beimingyu Xingming nodded.
Having his lines stolen, Kagaya didn't mince words and said calmly.
"I am Kagaya Ubuyashiki, the current leader of the Demon Slayer Corps, Mr. Himejima. Would you like to join the Demon Slayer Corps?"
Beimingyu took a deep breath, raised his shackled hands, and slowly clasped them together.
He bent down and lowered his head in the direction of Yaozai's voice.
"My lord, I, Himejima Gyomei, am willing to join the Demon Slayer Corps! I am willing to use this crippled body to fight against evil spirits and protect the innocent! Until this body is completely consumed!"
The solemn vows echoed in the stone chamber.
"Alright, the Ubuyashiki family will clear your name."
Yaozai stepped forward and helped Beimingyu up.
With everything settled, the jailer unlocked the shackles, and the three of them left the prison together.
Yaozai frowned slightly, the name of that person lingering in his mind.
“Ryosuke… Mr. Yasui is truly an interesting person.”
At this moment, Amane, who had been standing beside Kagaya Ubuyashiki, leaned slightly forward and whispered.
"According to the information relayed back, Yasui Ryosuke has not returned to Momoyama."
Tianyin's voice was filled with confusion: "He has been lingering near Sunrise Mountain, his whereabouts are uncertain, but I have observed that he has ventured deep into the dangerous mountains and forests several times. His intention... seems to be to actively search for traces of evil spirits and go to hunt them down."
Young man, you're very perceptive!
Yaozai's smile deepened.
Newly promoted Gui-rank swordsmen are often filled with anxiety and even fear when they receive their first few missions.
In severe cases, psychological counseling may be required before one can embark on the journey again.
But Ryosuke is the complete opposite!
The mission is complete, but instead of returning home, you actively seek out demon slayers?
This burning desire to slay demons was almost obsessive, as if driven by something urgent.
"It seems my intuition was right."
Yaozai smiled, with deep expectation: "Mr. Yasui will surely become a pillar in the future, and Mr. Jigoro has a worthy successor."
Tianyin frowned and stared intently.
"You think highly of him?"
"My intuition has never been wrong."
"Achoo! Who insulted me?"
Ryosuke, who was investigating the ghost's whereabouts, sneezed.
This is a dense forest near Sunrise Mountain. Although it is noon, the light is blocked, making it a perfect hiding place for evil spirits.
Not far ahead, several blurry footprints came into view.
The footprints were distorted in shape, definitely not human!
Ryosuke was excited and gripped the long sword at his waist.
He slowly straightened up, without immediately giving chase.
My gaze followed the twisted footprints to the impenetrable dark cave deep within the dense forest.
I've caught you! Come out and sunbathe, baby!
Chapter 8 Flying Head Barbarian
The dense forest hides caves, and the closer you get, the stronger the stench becomes.
Ryosuke picked up a stone from the ground, coated it with wisteria pollen he carried with him, and threw it into the cave.
"Ow!!!"
A roar shattered the deathly silence of the forest.
Immediately afterwards, a dark figure darted out from within.
The demon was hunched over, on all fours, with skin that was a putrid grayish-green.
Its head was unusually long and narrow, with fangs dripping with saliva, and its eyes were fixed on Ryosuke.
"Demon Slayer Corps! You guys really are persistent!"
"Hey, an old acquaintance."
Ryosuke lowered his body, and the moment his thumb pushed against the blade's jaw, he transformed into a streak of light and shot straight upwards!
"Then let's not waste any more words!"
Breath of Thunder·Shape of One·Thunderbolt Flash!
With a sharp crack, the vengeful ghost actually swung its claws and blocked the attack!
This is no longer a small bread with a lifespan of ten days; this is a huge bread that's even stronger than the Hand Ghost!
Ryosuke was extremely excited. His figure flashed, his sword moves changed, and lightning burst forth on the gleaming white blade!
"Thunder Breathing·Type 3·Gather mosquitoes into thunder!"
In an instant, countless bolts of lightning struck from all directions following Ryosuke's flashing figure!
The demon fought back desperately, but it was struck by too many blows, and its entire body was covered in bloody welts.
With a loud shout, Ryosuke suddenly appeared from behind, his Nichirin Blade slicing across the demon's neck in an instant.
Ryosuke exhaled a breath of stale air, his tense nerves just about to relax, when he realized something was wrong.
There was no kill notification sound from the system!
Plus the feel of that slash just now...
I probably only cut off some flesh!
But his head did indeed fall off.
what happened? !
Without a second thought, Ryosuke instinctively turned and swung his sword!
A piercing screech rang out, and sparks flew everywhere.
The head that should have dissipated actually bit his Nichirin Blade!
Wow, so fast! They're so close!
Ryosuke forced him back, and a fierce punch came whistling from behind!
A solid punch landed on Ryosuke's back!
Ryosuke's body flew out and crashed heavily into the ancient tree.
He clutched his chest, his expression one of astonishment.
The vengeful ghost's head floated in mid-air, its body standing there eerily.
Overcome the demon of beheading?
Dude! You're even more awesome than Upper Moon?!
"Hahahaha……"
The vengeful ghost's head emitted a sharp laugh.
Ryosuke stared intently, a ghost from the legend of Koichi's Day suddenly flashing through his mind.
The ghost's characteristics and information matched him perfectly!
"Damn it! It's a flying head barbarian!" Ryosuke roared.
According to legend, the flying head's neck can be extended, and its head can separate from its body, allowing it to move separately.
Now it seems that Flying Head Barbarian did not overcome the weakness of decapitation, but rather became two ghosts!
The head and body exist independently, yet they live parasitically to each other!
"The head and body each do their own thing, they really know how to play..." Ryosuke remarked.
The combat strength was misjudged!
This ghost is much stronger than I expected!
"Hey hey hey..."
Its head grinned maliciously, and its body lunged forward.
Ryosuke swung his sword and swiftly severed both of his arms.
But by then, the head had already flown to the back, its bloody mouth wide open.
"Blood Demon Art: Mad Needle!"
With a loud shout, a large cloud of blood mist exploded in mid-air, condensing into hundreds of sharp needles!
Sharp needles rained down!
Ryosuke's pupils constricted sharply, and lightning surged around him, accompanied by thunderous roars!
"Thunder Breath·Two Type·Rice Soul!"
The gleaming white blade, carrying lightning, transformed into five fierce slashes!
All the blood needles shattered, and at that moment, the body behind him recovered its arms and threw another punch!
Ryosuke reacted extremely quickly, advancing instead of retreating, heading straight for the head!
These two ghosts are exceptionally troublesome! We must kill one of them first!
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