Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 59 An Unexpected Encounter with a Powerful Enemy
In the end, Yujian found a solution.

He vividly remembered that Lily's folding fan had been lost in the Kingdom of Colors. Although it is said that "things are not as good as new, but people are not as good as old," based on his understanding of Lily, he thought that rather than buying a new one, it would be better to find the old one.

Upon re-entering the Court of Purifying Fire, I began a map-based search using my sword.

Since his own sword and armor were kept safe, he figured that other people's lost items could probably be found here as well, at least that's what his intuition told him.

His attitude towards this unexpectedly appearing Eternal Garden was relatively indifferent. Although he didn't know how the remnants of the Kingdom of Color had accidentally possessed the painting, rather than pondering problems he couldn't currently handle, he decided to focus on doing what he could do at the moment.

Let's use it for now and solve problems as they arise.

Worrying like the man from Qi who feared the sky falling is pointless.

Humming an old anime theme song from his childhood memories, Yujian, who was somewhat carefree when alone, actually found Lily's lost folding fan in a corner of a side hall of the Pure Fire Court.

This place is so remote, it's almost as if someone deliberately hid it there.

Looking at the small folding fan in his hand, it was unremarkable in appearance. There was no mechanism that would pop out sharp blades from the fan ribs when pressed, nor any magical effect that would generate earth, fire, water, and wind when it was opened.

In short, it's just an ordinary, somewhat old-fashioned folding fan.

However, it is clear that the owner of the folding fan took good care of it. Even though it was carried with him every day, he kept it very clean, with few signs of long-term use. The paper was slightly yellowed, but it did not look dirty. Instead, it revealed a unique artistic conception of old objects.

Alright, I've got the 'hostage'. Tomorrow I'll use her to coerce Yuriko into going to the zoo with me!

Yu Jian raised his folding fan with a blank expression, then inexplicably blushed, put the fan down, and started rolling around.

Seeing this, Valkyrie, who was sitting in a box of ripe mangoes nearby, once again gave him a look as if he were an idiot.

Humans are really strange.

The exceptionally intelligent bird thought to itself.

She found a square handkerchief to wrap the folding fan, moved the peregrine falcon and its box into the enclosed balcony, and finally lay down on the bed to end this long day.

Then, he was beaten in his dream.

Just as dawn was breaking, Yu Jian jolted awake and rolled off the bed.

Holy crap! How can that guy be so fast!
He braced himself on the ground, panting heavily. Sweat streamed down Yujian's face, turning into wisps of steam before it even dripped, as if flowing over hot steel. Even his clothes began to wrinkle.

Some changes are happening quietly. There seems to be a high-temperature heat source in the room, with the center of it coming from Yujian himself, but he is unaware of it.

Last night, Mitsurugi once again attempted to clear the Tennen Rishin-ryu Dojo - Shieikan.

As a result, that petite veiled bastard once again displayed unimaginable speed.

Yes, the newly acquired Eagle Eye lives up to its reputation as the strongest eye, accurately capturing the opponent's figure. However, seeing doesn't mean being able to keep up, and the sword-wielding ability also needs time to adapt to this new ability.

At that time, he used his excellent dynamic vision to track his opponent's movements and even predict their next move.

Then, Yu Jian was shocked to find that his swordsmanship had been suppressed!

Even when they had an advantage in physical qualities such as strength and dynamic vision, they were suppressed!

His swordsmanship talent was superhuman; in just over a month, he had reached a level that many people could never achieve in a lifetime. But that veiled bastard's talent was not only no less than that of the swordsman, but he even surpassed him in both the breadth and depth of his swordsmanship.

This means that the other person was definitely a hardworking genius in his lifetime, not like Kai, but the ultimate genius who was both talented and incredibly hardworking.

He's not only a top student, but also a damn exam king!
It's tiring to be separated from Oppa!

Yu Jian rolled up his sleeves, gripped the toothbrush tightly, and brushed his teeth fiercely. His emerald eyes in the mirror seemed to be burning with raging flames.

Encountering a formidable foe, engaging in fierce offense and defense, and fighting with all one's might but failing to achieve victory, is truly frustrating.

Today, my heart is moved.

Today, my hands are shaking.

Today, my fighting spirit as a swordsman, Yu Jianming, is higher than ever before!
I refuse to believe this nonsense! The strongest swordsman in the Dream of Asura can only be me, Yu Jianming!

Yu Jian splashed cold water all over his head.

Calm down and think about it. If the opponent's summoning of the guardian deity, Vajra Ten, was also Yin Yi, it means that the Natural Rishin-ryu I obtained from the Oni Samurai's memories might not be complete.

Or was he a genius who developed the Yin meaning all by himself?
As expected, the Shigenryu and Jigenryu styles are all women of the past, and the Kyōshin-meichi-ryū style is just a Kyoto courtesan who plays around with people. The truly number one beauty in the world is the Tennen Rishin-ryū style!

Not only do I have to defeat my opponent, but I also have to learn (and be awesome) that move that grants me incredible speed!
That said, Yu Jian also tried to intimidate the opponent with Yin Yi Chi Zha Yi Jian last night, but the opponent's will was strong enough to resist the intimidating power brought by the roar.

This serves as another warning to those who practice swordsmanship. Even though Yin Yi is not easy to cultivate, and most people do not have the aptitude to cultivate it, one must never blindly believe in its power.

However, last night wasn't entirely fruitless. At least some memories from other schools of martial arts were extracted from the few Oni warriors we killed, most of which were related to the three major dojos of Edo.

These are the Genbu Hall of the Hokushin Itto-ryu, the Shigakukan of the Kyōshin Meiji-ryu, and the Renbei Hall of the Shinto Munen-ryu.

The Jingxin Mingzhi Liu is already complete, but different people have different perspectives on swordsmanship, so their memories still have some reference value. The memory fragments of the Beichen Yidao Liu are only missing a part to be completed, while the remaining one, the Shendao Munen Liu, is only understood in a preliminary way.

These gains did not improve Yujian's mood. When he pushed open the door with a gloomy expression, he saw Aizen Yurika standing prettily outside the courtyard, raising her hand to look at the lady's watch on her wrist.

"What a coincidence." The girl smiled at just the right moment.

"...Good morning." Yu Jian composed himself and tried to smile, only to be immediately comforted.

"What kind of expression is that, Myojun? Don't make it hard on yourself." Yuri chuckled, barely managing to hold back her laughter.

"You might as well just laugh." Yu Jian sighed and rubbed his forehead in exasperation.

"Hahaha." Lily Fragrance laughed decisively.

"Your image has been ruined."

"Oh, do you prefer this look?" With that, Aizen Yurika's expression instantly changed, revealing her usual gentle smile. A chill ran down her spine; it was terrifying. Miken shrugged. She hadn't noticed it before, but now it felt strangely out of place.

"There's no need for that... This way, it feels very distant."

"As expected of a wise ruler, he is indeed different from others." Lily clapped her hands, feigning surprise, her movements slightly distorted, clearly due to the wound on her palm.

"I just thought you were complimenting me."

Picking up their schoolbags, the two began walking towards the station.

"Does your hand still hurt?" Yu Jian slowed his pace and couldn't help but ask.

"Oh~ You're concerned about me right away? What a fierce attack." Yurika raised her hand and waved it to indicate that she was fine, but her words made Mitsurugi's head jump with question marks.

"what?"

"He used it unconsciously. He's a man not to be underestimated. He could easily turn into an irresponsible playboy."

Lily took a half-step back, feigning wariness. Today she was much more lively than before, even giving off a somewhat unrestrained vibe.

"Don't just add arbitrary attributes to people." Yu Jian sighed, a smile unconsciously creeping onto his lips.

"Hey, I got it. You're the one in charge of the tsukkomi in our club." Yurika walked backward in front of him with her hands behind her back.

Just as Yujian was about to complain that this kind of behavior was easy to trip over, Yurika suddenly asked.

"Has the wise ruler eaten breakfast?"

"No, there's a convenience store near the station. I can just buy something there."

“Unhealthy.” Lily Fragrance shook her index finger.

"Ta-da!" Accompanied by a vocalization, she turned around and pulled out something carefully wrapped in a handkerchief from somewhere.

"Momotaro Dango." Yurika held in her hands Kibi Dango made of glutinous rice and brown sugar. It was the magical gadget in the Momotaro story that could increase strength and was used by him to win over his three animal friends.

"Am I a pheasant, a monkey, or a white dog?" Yu Jian asked expressionlessly.

"Hmm, Momotaro himself and the demons ate the dumplings too, right?" Yurika laughed again, but avoided answering the question from before.

"So, am I a ghost?"

"Eat quickly, glutinous rice is very nutritious."

"Then I will accept it with gratitude."

A few minutes later, Yujian said that glutinous rice balls might be hard to digest for breakfast, but the glutinous rice balls made by Baihexiang were really delicious.

"Is Chirp Chirp alright?" Lily asked, concerned about the bird she had found yesterday.

"It's just a minor injury. I'll take it to the vet after school. I reckon it can be released back into the wild in a few days," Yu Jian said.

Although he thought the bird was beautiful, it was, after all, a wild animal and might not be suitable for a home environment. In his view, keeping a peregrine falcon, which is most adept at flying, in a low-rise building was simply torture.

The two continued chatting about various topics along the way.

Overall, today looks like a beautiful day, but things are never perfect.

"Noisy and arrogant!" A strange shout came from behind as a delinquent with a pompadour-like hairstyle sped through the street on an extravagantly decorated motorcycle.

The speeding motorcycle whipped up gusts of wind, and the exhaust pipe, with its muffler removed, emitted a deafening noise. People frowned, and the girl in the short skirt screamed and quickly held down her skirt.

This sight made the group of delinquent bikers laugh even more wildly.

Yu Jian frowned and took two steps back with Bai He Xiang.

It's not about giving face to fools, but about giving face to industrial machines. Even if it's essentially flesh wrapped in iron, a motorcycle can reach speeds of over 100 kilometers per hour. Considering that it has a full tank of fuel, this thing is far more destructive than a regular bullet, making it a modern-day land-based manned torpedo.

The local biker gangs first appeared in the 1950s. At that time, young people, due to economic hardship and social repression, chose to vent their emotions by modifying motorcycles, thus forming this very rebellious subculture.

They were initially called "Thunder Clan" because of the loud noise they made when they removed motorcycle mufflers. Later, they began to operate in groups and were then called "Trail Clan".

In some ways, he is similar to the will-o'-the-wisp boy from his previous life.

Despite disliking those annoying idiots, one must admit that motorcycles, as industrial creations with a century-long history, possess a rugged mechanical aesthetic that men find hard to look away from.

Even if he's being ridden by an idiot, he still looks pretty cool.

"Does Your Majesty like motorcycles?" Yurika asked, noticing that Miken was watching him ride away.

"I do like the bike, it looks really cool, but I'd rather not ride it myself. I have no problem with these two legs for now, and I don't plan to switch to a wheelchair for getting around," Yu Jian said sarcastically, withdrawing his gaze.

At the same time, he was also a little puzzled as to why he cared so much about motorcycles.
"Moreover, running around on the road like that threatens more than just your own life." Shaking his head, Yu Jian was about to say something strange when his expression suddenly froze.

Perhaps stimulated by external information, a distant memory from my past life, which I had not yet sorted out, suddenly surfaced. Well, it wasn't that long ago; it was probably something that happened during my second year of junior high school.

At that time, because his parents were away for most of the year, he was essentially a left-behind child living alone, so...

Long-forgotten memories are becoming clearer.

However, it's a dark chapter in history!

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