A person in Japan, a sword that soars to immortality.

"What kind of changes will occur if the power of the soul exceeds 10 points? Also, what is this burning sensation?"

Taiyi's relaxed brows furrowed again, but compared to his previous tension, he was much more relaxed now.

Seeing that Senta and Fuchi were still sitting there chatting and drinking tea, completely unaware of his change, Taiichi breathed a sigh of relief.

He couldn't reveal his changes too early. He clearly remembered that in the final battle on Paradise Island, Tokie refused to help and deliberately let Shujian die, thus successfully taking over the position of head of the Yamada family.

The situation within the Yamada family is not as peaceful as it appears on the surface.

I heard that a while ago, Shuken recommended Yamada Asaemon Airu, who was not well-liked in the family and had been assigned to a branch family dojo, to the shogunate to serve as a shogunate instructor, which is a martial arts instructor.

Weiling was deeply moved by this and almost offered herself to him in gratitude.

As Wei Ling's good older brother, Si Yuan, he is very grateful for this special opinion.

"If Shujian truly regards the etiquette of the samurai family as his life motto, then he would absolutely not allow things like 'subordinates overthrowing superiors'."

Taiyi remained expressionless, pinching a corner of the page with two fingers and silently circulating the Yanglong Chant breathing technique.

The yellowed pages, starting from where he was pinching them with his two fingers, were gradually turning black and were about to catch fire.

Upon seeing this, Taiyi immediately stopped using the breathing technique, closed the book, and got up to walk outside.

"Hey? Senior brother, won't you sit for a while longer?"

Senta held his teacup, squinted his eyes, and said with an expression of enjoyment.

"No, I suddenly feel like I need to move around a bit."

Taiyi, with his back to the two, turned his head and spoke gently.

After Taiyi left, the two who were still drinking tea suddenly felt that the tea in their mouths seemed to have become weak, and no longer had the comfortable feeling they had when they drank it.

"Hey, what's wrong? Why do I feel so empty? It's like..."

"Senta, did you do something unspeakable to your sketchbook again?"

Fu Zhi winked and bumped Xian Tai with his shoulder.

"What, what is it? Fu Zhijun is saying strange things again. Drink tea, drink tea quickly."

Senta blushed deeply and could only lower his head and sip his tea.

......

In a corner of the courtyard, Taiichi stood alone under the cherry blossom tree, holding his sword and lost in thought.

"Tomorrow is the day we will meet with Kozaburo, and then we will set off for Kanagawa."

"On the way, we must pass through a village called Guxia."

"And in that village, there are rumors about ghosts."

Taiichi narrowed his eyes, his grip on the knife tightening involuntarily.

If I'm not mistaken, the rumors about the ghost are probably true; there is a ghost there!

Having witnessed the stats of Upper Moon Six, Daki, Taichi could estimate that the stats of an ordinary demon should be between 100 and 200.

"The Twelve Demon Moons usually hide in the castle town of the domain and rarely go to the villages."

Taiyi thought to himself silently.

According to the plot of Demon Slayer, people with poor physical condition taste bad to demons, so only ordinary demons choose to stay in small villages.

As for why Muzan attacked Tanjiro's family, it was simply because his twelve demon moons were either busy running a cult, engaging in prostitution, rubbing bottles, or practicing martial arts; none of them went looking for the blue spider lily.

Left with no other choice, he wandered all over the Cherry Blossom Country looking for flowers and, incidentally, creating a demon that could resist sunlight. Along the way, he happened to run into Tanjiro's family.

"Although the ghost in Guxia Village should be an ordinary ghost, even if it is ordinary, its strength is several times that of mine!"

"but......"

While Taiyi was thinking, he slowly drew his katana and began to fully circulate the Yanglong Roar Breathing Technique.

As time passed, the air around the blade began to twist and rise in no time.

When Taiyi exerted his breathing technique again, the blade actually began to turn red.

Swish!

He swung his sword overhead, instantly severing a tree branch, and then Taiichi looked up at the broken end.

The broken surface, which should have been a fleshy yellow color, was now black, as if it had been branded with a hot iron, and was even smoking.

"Even if it's not a Crimson Blade, a slash with a burning effect should be enough to kill a demon."

Click.

Taiichi sheathed his sword and turned around, but immediately lowered the leg he had just raised. His face tightened as he controlled his tone and said, "Zachi."

I was careless. My attention was completely focused on the changes in the knife, and I completely ignored the surrounding environment.

This also meant that no one noticed their arrival.

"Senior brother, I... ah~"

"Come, come, let's talk inside. Feeling lost again? It's simple. I recently read a book and learned a new term: 'internal friction personality.' And let me tell you, this internal friction isn't a good thing..."

Taiichi took two steps in one, stepped forward and grabbed Saki's shoulder, quickly turning her around.

Zoccher, on the other hand, looked completely bewildered. His previously confused expression vanished instantly, and his face turned as red as a tomato.

Looking at Zoche under his arm, he was hunched over, shrugging his shoulders, and drawing circles on his chest with his two index fingers.

Tai turned his head to the side, looked at the branches that were no longer smoking, and smiled slightly.

......

The next day, outside the gate of the Yamada family's residence.

Sakiri carefully placed the rice balls—made by the servants early in the morning to repay Taiichi for comforting him the previous day—into Taiichi's hands.

"Senior brother, the journey is long. May you be safe and prosperous in your martial arts career."

Watching Sakiri bend over, revealing his swan-like white neck, and raise the furoshiki above his head, Taichi gently took it and ruffled the other's hair.

"Thank you for your kind words. I reckon this commission will be very rewarding."

Seeing the pale neck begin to turn red again, Taiichi laughed heartily, rested his left hand on his sword, and with a graceful turn, walked towards the waiting Kozaburo convoy.

The rumbling of wheels filled the air. Sorcerer straightened up, watched the departing figure, and gently bit his lip.

She could vaguely sense that the spot where Taiyi had put his arm around her shoulder yesterday still held his warmth.

"Senior brother, you must return safely..."

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west...

After a day of travel, Taiichi and Kousaburo's group finally arrived at Tanaka Village at sunset.

Smoke rose from the village chimneys, and children could be seen playing from afar.

Taiichi crossed his arms in front of his chest, quietly admiring the beautiful scenery under the setting sun.

"Master Taiyi, we've been traveling all day. Luckily, we arrived here before dark. Now we can get some rest tonight."

Kozaburo came to Taiichi's side, stood shoulder to shoulder with him, and said with a smile.

"Oh? Is it just a coincidence? I have a feeling this isn't quite such a coincidence."

As Taiyi spoke, he glanced at the conspicuous wisteria pattern on the carriage and said with a half-smile.