Demon Slayer: I advise Wuzan to abandon evil and become a good person

Accompanied by several swordsmen, Ubuyashiki Yoya looked at the huge group of people.

Although it is strange why so many people passed the selection this time, being able to survive does represent a person's ability.

The kids this time are all excellent!

"Could you please bring the ore over?" Ubuyashiki Yoya looked at the swordsman next to him gently and said softly.

The swordsman clenched his right fist and placed it in front of his left chest, while his left hand was extended forward, slightly bent, and he performed a one-handed bow.

"As ordered!"

Then, Ubuyashiki Yoya stood at the front, and waited for the swordsman to take out a lot of Sun Ore before he said, "Everyone, these ores come from the mountain closest to the sun, and are called Orangutan Crimson Ore."

"Please come forward and select the ore if you have passed the selection. After that, a special swordsmith will forge a Nichirin sword that can kill demons for you."

"At the same time, those who officially pass the selection will be able to have their own crow."

After saying that, countless black crows suddenly flew out of the sky, and each of them purposefully found their own owner.

Giyu Tomioka looked at his crow and poked it curiously, but was pecked back by it.

"Don't touch Kuan Saburo!"

Kanzaburo? Is that its name?

So, Tomioka Giyuu adjusted his attitude and exuded goodwill, "Hello, Kanzaburo, I am Tomioka Giyuu."

"Hello, Tomioka Giyuu."

A group of people were curious about the crows and had various exchanges with their own crows.

Afterwards, Tomioka Giyuu remembered something and whispered in Santo's ear, "Brother, do you still need the Nichirin Sword we have?"

"Of course, these knives are lent to us by the master, and we have to return them to the master later."

As soon as Santo finished speaking, Tomioka Giyu's thoughts wandered and he muttered something under his breath.

"I don't know where the master got so many Sun Blades."

Suddenly, a voice interrupted. The person standing in front of the three people turned around and said a little embarrassedly: "Well, thank you for saving me before! I just want to thank you privately, thank you very much!"

"My name is Murata, thank you for saving me!"

It was not appropriate to bow to express gratitude in this situation, so Murata could only nod to the three people.

He was originally a timid person and was embarrassed to come over, but when he saw three people lined up behind him, he had to be brave enough even though he was timid.

"It's okay, this is what we should do."

"No problem."

"It's just a matter of effort."

The three of them had some impression of Murata.

The conversation between the few people here was also noticed by Ubuyashiki Yoya in front, and his eyes gradually focused on Santo and Makomo.

Because many people had been discussing them in a low voice before, this also made Ubuyashiki Yoya understand -

The reason why so many people passed the assessment this time is because of them.

Ubuyashiki Yoya: The future of the Demon Slayer Corps will have two more pillars. As for that kid, if he works hard, he will have many opportunities.

The person he was referring to was naturally Giyu Tomioka.

Ubuyashiki Yoya looked up at the blue sky with a gloomy look in his eyes.

I don’t know what the future of my Ubuyashiki family is. For a thousand years, we haven’t killed Muzan Kibutsuji.

What was seen in the prophecy was clearly not a mirror image. The celestial phenomena seen by the priests changed from being confusing at the beginning to endless light.

What does this...predict?

The people in the rows ahead came forward to choose the ore they were satisfied with, and soon it was their turn.

They would stick a piece of paper with their address on the ore they chose and wait for the swordsmith to deliver the Nichirin sword to them.

After that, Ubuyashiki Yoya said some other things, which were nothing more than congratulating everyone and some things related to the Demon Slayer Corps.

On the way back, the three of them were very happy because from today on, they officially became members of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Although they are only at the lowest level, they will work hard to train and challenge their superiors to win the title of Pillar.

"My lord said that since the appearance of ghosts is not fixed, killing ghosts is not the criterion for judgment."

"Only those at rank A and below can obtain the qualification to advance by challenging others. To be rated as a pillar, one must be recognized by at least three pillars and tie with at least one pillar."

"Brother, do you think it is possible for me to become a pillar?"

At this point, Tomioka Giyu's eyes sparkled with light, and he fantasized about the moment when he would become a pillar and a strong man.

He didn't know why, but he had a feeling that he could become a pillar.

"Giyuu! If you want to become a pillar, you must have the determination to become one. But I believe you can do it."

Santu patted Tomioka Giyu's shoulder with one hand and a gentle smile on his face.

"Yiyong is very ambitious, keep it up." The quiet Zhengu also encouraged him.

"Yes, I will try my best! But my brothers and sisters should be able to become pillars faster than me!"

"If that's really the case, if my junior brother wants to use the back door between me and Zhen Gu, we won't agree, haha." Xuantu laughed and joked.

"I won't, I will prove it with my strength!"

"..."

The three of them returned to Narrow Mt.

The afterglow of dusk is like a layer of gauze, gently sprinkling between the mountains.

In front of the house, a figure stood quietly, his eyes eagerly looking at the winding mountain road in the distance.

It was Urokodaki Sakonji. He had calculated the time precisely and was waiting outside the house early.

The mountain breeze blew past, ruffling the corners of his clothes, but it could not blow away the heaviness and expectation between his brows.

Hope they can come back.

Every sound brought by the mountain breeze made his heart tremble. He looked forward with hope, but was disappointed again and again.

But he still stood there firmly, letting the last ray of light in the evening fade away, just waiting for the three familiar figures to appear before him.

Suddenly, a voice came into the ears of Urokodaki Sakonji, and it sounded so pleasant.

"master!"

Seeing the three people return safely, Urokodaki Sakonji breathed a sigh of relief and touched the hair of Tomioka Giyuu who was hugging him.

He himself didn't even notice the trembling in his voice. "It's good that you're back. It's good."

Joy diluted the sadness on Urokodaki Sakonji's brow. He looked at the three people excitedly, tears accumulating in his eyes until they slid down from behind the mask.

"Master?" Shinkomo looked at Urokodaki Sakonji strangely. He always felt that his master was weird today.

"No problem, I'm just too excited."

After returning to the hut, Urokodaki Sakonji recounted everything that had happened before. He knew that since when, none of his apprentices had come back alive.

He thought this time...

"Is that so? Is it because of that ghost?"

"What the hell?"

"It was the ghost that Master caught at Teng Xishan fifty years ago. He relied on the masks we were wearing to identify your apprentices."

No one said what was to come after that, but Urokodaki Sakonji understood after just a few words.

Urokodaki Sakonji pounded the table and blamed himself, "It's all because of me. I thought the evil-repelling mask would bring you good luck, but I didn't expect..."

Santo comforted Urokodaki Sakonji, and at the same time he hated the ghosts who killed countless people. "Master, it's not your fault, it's all because of that ghost!"

"Yes, you gave us the evil-repelling masks out of good intentions."

"thank you all."

Urokodaki Sakonji looked at the three people with complicated eyes under his mask.