Transcending Heavens: My Cheat Code is Myself

The next day, early in the morning.

After Tanjiro finished dressing, he looked at Nezuko, who was still unconscious, and reached out to grasp her hand. "Nezuko! I will definitely come back alive."

"Hey! Are you done yet? What are you dawdling about?" Chen Feng kicked open the door and said in a loud and boisterous manner. He had been waiting for this day for a long time. He was already tired of staying in Narrow Mist Mountain.

"Coming! Coming!" Tanjiro was startled. "And it's really bad of you to have this habit of not knocking!"

"Tch, I advise you not to plant any flags recklessly." Chen Feng spoke with the air of an experienced man, pointing out the big picture, "Say things like 'I will definitely come back,' or 'I will come back to marry you after this fight.'"

"Huh?! What will happen if I say that?" Tanjiro panicked immediately because he had just said it.

"As I said, you'll receive a sword from me." Chen Feng casually tossed the long sword in his hand to Tanjiro, who hurriedly caught it.

"Hey, do you know that if you treat a sword like that, it will get very angry?" Tanjiro shouted.

"Enough with the nagging, let's get going. I've had enough of this place." Chen Feng scoffed and turned to leave.

"Don't worry, I'll take good care of your sister," Master Urokodaki said, looking into Tanjiro's eyes.

"Okay! Thank you very much, Master Urokodaki!" Tanjiro nodded, then quickly chased after Chen Feng, "Wait a minute, wait for me!"

........

Fujiiyama.

As the name suggests, it is a place full of wisteria flowers.

From afar, it looks like a sea of ​​purple flowers, but unfortunately, wisteria is not a herbaceous plant; it grows on trees...

Tanjiro was immediately stunned by the deep purple color. "No wonder I saw purple light shining from afar. I never imagined it was a purple sea of ​​trees!"

"Indeed, the wisteria blossoms covering the mountains are truly beautiful." Even Chen Feng, unusually, did not disagree with Tanjiro, but instead praised the beautiful scenery along with him.

Moreover, having evolved to this point, he seems to be completely indifferent to wisteria flowers; in any case, he doesn't feel the slightest discomfort whatsoever.

As for chewing a couple of bites? Sorry, although it's very likely nothing will happen, he's not that idle.

"Excuse me, could you please move aside?"

Just as Chen Feng was lost in thought, and Tanjiro was staring blankly at the wisteria flowers with a lovesick expression that said, "These flowers are really beautiful," a clear and melodious voice suddenly came from behind.

Chen Feng and Tanjiro both turned around and saw a girl with a long sword at her waist standing not far behind them on the road.

This knife has a white handle and a black scabbard with plum blossom patterns. The round hilt is carved with plum blossom and cloud patterns.

"What an exquisite longsword," Chen Feng remarked casually, showing no intention of moving aside, and continued to drift off into his own thoughts.

Tanjiro stared blankly at the girl in front of him, who had long, jet-black hair with slightly pink ends, tied in a single side ponytail, with bangs on her forehead, and pinkish-purple eyes. She was also wearing a white cloak.

"Ah! Sorry, sorry, I'm so sorry!" Tanjiro quickly stepped aside, feeling very embarrassed that he had blocked the way.

"Tch, there's no fence here, it doesn't matter where you go in." Chen Feng rolled his eyes, displeased with Tanjiro's overreaction.

Tanjiro scratched his head and looked at the other person's back. "If that's the case, then he's right. He's a really strange person."

"Let's go, keep climbing, we're only at the beginning." Chen Feng patted Tanjiro on the back of the head and continued climbing towards the halfway point of the mountain.

As they got closer to the mountainside, more and more people appeared, and the strange girl from before also appeared in the crowd.

He was holding a butterfly in his hand, lost in thought.

Looking around at the other people, most of them had various scars on their faces or looked travel-worn, obviously having suffered a lot on their way to Tengxi Mountain.

However, before they could even rest, two strange-looking twins slowly approached. Both had mushroom-shaped haircuts, but one had long silver-white hair and the other had long jet-black hair. They were dressed in kimonos, carrying lanterns, and each said a line, beginning their formal opening remarks.

"Thank you all for coming to the Demon Slayer Corps' final selection tonight."

"In this Tengxie Mountain, many demons captured alive by demon-slaying swordsmen are imprisoned."

"But these ghosts cannot leave."

"Because from the mountainside to the foot of the mountain, wisteria flowers, which are hated by evil spirits, bloom all year round."

"But ahead, there will be no more wisteria flowers, and ghosts will appear."

"Surviving here for seven days is the qualification requirement for the final selection."

"Then, have a safe journey."

The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Chen Feng shook his head, ignored everyone, and strode towards Teng Xishan.

His Nichirin Blade had long been itching for a fight.

Unexpectedly, Tanjiro followed closely behind.

"Hey, have you forgotten? We agreed that you just hang around this wisteria area, and I'll find out the truth myself." Chen Feng said casually. It's just some ghost, right? He'll take him down on the spot.

“If you continue onward, I won’t help you if you encounter any danger,” Chen Feng said earnestly, slowing his pace. “Don’t forget, you still have your sister waiting for you to come back.”

Tanjiro:..........

I only took a couple of extra steps...

"Forget it, I was just kidding. Who cares about you? Good luck."

Swish!

Chen Feng vanished instantly.

.........

Gah!Gah!Gah!

A piercing cawing of crows echoed through the mountains and forests as night gradually enveloped the earth. Only a bright moon hung high in the sky, providing some light and a sense of security.

A gentle breeze rustled through the forest.

"Achoo!" Chen Feng sneezed, the 17,689th time he had envied the Wood Release: Home-Building Technique.

"Who's talking about me?" Chen Feng rubbed his nose, but along with the sound of wind, he also heard faint sounds of fighting.

"Huh? They've already started fighting so quickly?" Chen Feng lightly tapped his feet on the tree trunk, his whole body floating lightly towards the direction of the fight, as if he were a ribbon completely unaffected by any force.

It seemed slow, but after just a few repetitions, even Chen Feng's back was almost out of sight.

He moved quickly forward following the direction from which the fighting was coming. Based on his hearing, he judged the location of the battle to be very close! Extremely close!

Sure enough, the sounds of fighting soon became extremely clear.

Chen Feng had already heard the sound of a sword blade cutting through skin. One person had a knife, and the other did not, so it was probably obvious who the other was fighting.

Swish!

Chen Feng silently appeared on a nearby tree trunk, stopped, squatted down, and looked at the two people fighting.

Although he was very close to the two, neither the human nor the ghost who were fighting noticed his arrival.

The swordsman wielding his blade was a slightly older one, his eyes bloodshot. He was wielding his sword purely out of hatred for demons, and his breathing was completely out of control. He was a standard cannon fodder, and he definitely wouldn't survive past the seventh day, or even today, let alone the first day.

You must understand that once a battle breaks out on Fujikasa Mountain and it cannot be resolved quickly, the number of ghosts attracted will only increase, eventually spreading to cover the entire mountainside. This is not just an empty promise.

Judging from the opponent's desperate swinging of the sword, which was completely chaotic, although he managed to create afterimages with the blue longsword, he couldn't even touch a single hair on the evil spirit opposite him.

This is utterly ridiculous!

"Aaaaaah! Die! Die! You damned demon! Die now!" The middle-aged swordsman swung his sword desperately, madly craving his blade to sever the demon's head.

"I'm not like you," the demon chuckled. "You're a feast I haven't had in a long time. I'll slowly drain your strength and then devour you alive!"

The demon's words made the middle-aged swordsman even more flustered, and he swung his sword even more frantically.

In Chen Feng's eyes, the demon seemed to be telling the truth. Although he always casually avoided the middle-aged swordsman's blade, he would occasionally use his sharp claws to deliberately bump into the middle-aged swordsman's Nichirin Blade, trying to sense just how much the other man's strength was rapidly declining.

"So what! So what!" the middle-aged swordsman roared, his sword flashing even faster, instantly forcing the evil spirit far back. "So what? Even if I die here, you still won't escape! You'll be... you'll be slaughtered here by successive generations of your successors!"

"Die! Breath of the Wind, First Form: Dust Whirlwind - Slash!" the middle-aged swordsman shouted, rapidly closing in on the demon, instantly conjuring countless swirling wind blades on his blade!

Its destructive power increased several levels instantly!

choke!--

The demon firmly grasped the middle-aged swordsman's seemingly inevitable strike!

"What? How is this possible!" The middle-aged swordsman was instantly horrified, staring incredulously at his opponent's palm. Weren't all the demons in Tengxi Mountain lowly? How could they possibly withstand his full-force attack?

"Hehehehe! I told you long ago, your stamina is almost exhausted, don't you feel it yourself?" The evil spirit looked as if its evil plan had succeeded, revealing a smug smile.

"That's impossible! After all, you're just lowly ghosts." The middle-aged swordsman shouted.

"Yes, just a lowly ghost, but it is precisely because we are lowly that we need to unite even more!" The ghost's voice gradually turned cold.

Whoosh!

A sharp, ghostly claw suddenly slashed fiercely across the calmly composed Chen's face.

Sharp fingernails curled into tiny blades, severing a few stray hairs from Chen Feng's forehead, which drifted slowly to the ground with the wind.

A rustling sound came from the jungle, and countless pairs of scarlet eyes opened, staring at the two demon-slaying swordsmen on the ground!