Demon Slayer: The Journey That Began When I Became Yoriichi's Sister

Chapter 376 Muzan's outrageous remarks

Yu Zi was completely numb. Because of her mistake in eating, Muzan had escaped the battlefield. She thought that at least she was still in time and wouldn't let him go on a killing spree in the city. But when she arrived half a minute late, Muzan had already finished eating.

Why are so many people able to gather together so late at night?

As if seeing a glimmer of hope, the woman scrambled toward Yuko and grabbed her sleeve tightly.

"Help, help..."

"If you can stand up, then run away on your own." Yuko broke free from her hand and stared at Muzan without turning her head.

We've already let Muzan succeed; if we let her leave the battlefield, we won't have to fight anymore.

The woman glanced at Muzan, then at Yuko's retreating figure, gritted her teeth, and ran outside, her body trembling.

Whoosh~!

A whooshing sound came from behind, instantly grazing Yuko's cheek and piercing through the fleeing woman behind her.

Muzan retracted his tentacle whip with a half-smile: "See? This is me in my complete state."

"Now, who is the perfect ultimate life form?"

"Really?" Yuko tilted her head and asked in return.

Behind her, the woman continued running towards the door as if nothing had happened, and slipped out of the room in an instant.

Muzan's expression was rather unpleasant.

He should have hit it.

Neither sight nor touch should be wrong.

Muzan's face twitched, and he asked coldly, "How did you do that?"

Yu Zizhao shrugged, looking at Muzan's previous expression, and said helplessly, "Since you've asked so sincerely, I'll mercifully tell you."

Muzan's face twitched violently again.

"When that woman grabbed my sleeve, I hid a drop of blood on her body."

Muzan narrowed his eyes: "I see. It wasn't that my attack failed, but that your blood quickly healed her injuries."

The tentacles moved back and forth, and the repair speed was so fast that the woman felt nothing at all.

It has to be said, this was a clear case of intellectual superiority.

"You successfully deflected my attack, no... you didn't completely deflect it... right?"

A line of blood appeared on Yu Zi's cheek and then quickly disappeared.

Muzan was right; after eating his fill, both his strength and speed improved significantly.

Although she saw the attack through her clear vision, her body couldn't react in time.

too fast.

Yuko stood facing him, knife in hand, her expression neither sad nor happy: "You can try."

"Still not admitting it?" Muzan's voice rang out from behind. "You're now a fish on a chopping board."

A sharp, whistling sound came from behind.

A blood-red ice wall suddenly appeared behind Yuko. Although it couldn't completely block Muzan's flesh whip, it gave Yuko a chance to recover.

The blood-red ice wall was pierced, but just as it was about to pierce through Yuko's body, it was completely frozen by the blood demon magic that was eroding it.

Yu Zi turned her head slightly: "If I were to become a fish, I would prefer a pufferfish."

"If you want to eat me, be careful not to lose your own life."

Muzan understood the fact that Kokushibo could never win an argument with this woman. No matter what you said, she would always find something to refute it, and you wouldn't be able to find fault with it.

This isn't just empty talk; this woman... truly has the ability.

In response to Yuko, a series of long whips came flying at her.

Even the same move can be completely different depending on the user's state.

Faced with this rapid attack that could be fatal even with a slight glancing blow... but not quite that fatal, Yuko retreated violently, crashing through the window behind her and heading towards the street, as several long whips accelerated towards Yuko in mid-air.

"Snow Breathing - Fourth Form: Warm Snow!"

Yuko swung her sword in mid-air, sending snowflakes swirling towards her. As the snowflakes danced, they were swept up and attached to her by her long whip.

Then, like molten lava, the tentacle whip melted away wherever it touched the snowflakes, quickly leaving them broken and tattered.

Muzan felt he was in excellent condition and chased after them without thinking.

In mid-air, long, tentacle-like whips attacked Yuko once again.

Blood poured out and rose upwards, freezing space in various places.

The long, tentacle-like whip encountered some resistance, but it still relentlessly pursued and stabbed at Yuko.

"Wind Breathing - Fourth Form - Rising Sandstorm!"

The wind blades that rolled in from below severed the tentacles one by one.

Yuko looked down and saw that Shinazugawa Sanemi was looking up at her with a smug smile.

"Thank me!"

Behind him were his fellow Demon Slayer Corps members who had rushed to the scene.

Yuko landed on the ground and calmly said to Muzan, who had landed in front of her, "Why don't you eat him first? I'll consider giving you a fingernail as a favor."

Sanemi Shinazugawa: "?"

This woman can't take a joke!

Muzan: "?"

What did he take? Was he someone you'd kill a pillar for and give him a fingernail as a handout?

Muzan ignored her and looked behind her at the Demon Slayer Corps.

They all stared at him with eyes that seemed to want to devour him.

If looks could kill, Muzan would be dead by now, no matter how strong his regenerative abilities are.

"You people are so persistent and annoying," Muzan suddenly said. "I'm thoroughly fed up with you."

"When he opens his mouth, it's all the same old stuff about revenge against parents, children, and brothers."

For hundreds of years, the Demon Slayer Corps has been relentlessly pursuing him, which has really annoyed Muzan to no end.

No matter how many people are killed, there will always be someone who takes up the weapon and continues to swing the sword at him.

Muzan couldn't understand this behavior at all: "At least you survived, isn't that enough?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was stunned, staring blankly at Muzan.

Muzan, seemingly oblivious, continued, "So what if your family was killed?"

"Just be content with your good fortune and keep living your life as usual."

"What, what are you saying?" Tanjiro even stammered a little.

"Just treat those killed by me as having suffered a great calamity, and there's no need to investigate anything further."

"A violent storm, a volcanic eruption, and the earth trembles," Muzan said indifferently. "No matter how many lives are taken, no one will attempt to seek revenge against natural disasters."

"People can't be brought back to life, so stop dwelling on things that can't be undone."

"Earn money steadily and live a peaceful life."

"Is that enough?"

“Most people do this, so why don’t you?” Muzan held up a finger. “There’s only one reason.”

"Because the Demon Slayer Corps is a group of non-normal people."

Yuko was stunned by these remarks.

She had always thought Muzan was a thoroughly evil person, but now that she heard this, what did this guy think of her?

To treat murder as a matter of course.

Upper Moon demons are already mentally unstable enough, but Muzan, the Demon King, is even more abnormal in his thought process.