Chapter 171 Tragic! (Two in One)

Twist the handle to the left!
Blood gushed out! Four pale fingers flew into the sky!

Su Beixun raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He leaned forward, pushed up with his palms pressed on his red face, and rolled over to the other side.

Urokodaki Sakonji swung his blade in the air, then stepped forward and protected the fallen disciple behind him.

"Ah, yes."

Su Bei wiped the blood that splashed on the side of his face and looked down at the broken finger bones. On the uneven broken bones, blue blood vessels were entwined and clinging, squirming and spurting blood.

"You're much stronger than I thought."

He smiled hoarsely.

As he swung his hand, flesh and blood began to wriggle and spread, and the four fingers quickly returned to their original state!
【So fast! 】

Urokodaki Sakonji's eyes fixed!
To some extent, the strength of a ghost can be roughly interpreted from its regeneration speed! Although it is not rigorous enough, it is not unreasonable.

The other party's skin toughness and regeneration speed are the best he has seen in decades!

Su Beixun raised his palm and placed it in front of the old man as if showing off: "It's useless."

He turned it over and shook his hand: "Look, there is no injury at all."

The old man looked at the child whom he had met once, and his expression beneath the mask looked very heavy.

"You are actually still alive!"

Urokodaki Sakonji's voice became deep.

He stared at the child who was so stunning when he first saw him, smelled the scent on him that was obviously no longer human, and felt regretful.

He couldn't help but think - [If I had taken him away at the beginning...]

But this distracting thought only flashed by!
Urokodaki Sakonji stopped dwelling on the past that could not be changed and focused on more realistic things—

The intelligence obtained two years ago, the prescription that has been put into use in the Demon Slayer Corps, the death of the former "Flame Pillar"...all these things have become complicated and gradually tainted with the flavor of conspiracy.

"Mr. Purgatory's death was caused by you!"

The old man's words were true.

"Oh?" Su Beixun lowered his hands and smiled.

"Why do you say that?"

Urokodaki Sakonji raised his blade sideways: "Although the results of the [Anbu] investigation said that Mr. Rengoku died from a wandering evil spirit before entering the village, it is hard not to be suspicious after seeing you!"

Cold air fills the lungs.

The scorching air current between breaths turned into a thin white mist.

Urokodaki Sakonji lowered his body and got into position.

——He didn’t intend to listen to the other party’s answer!

From the perspective of humans and ghosts, he naturally did not trust any information given by them!
What he needs to do now is to bring the information back and ask his lord to conduct a thorough investigation.

And the one who can help him accomplish this is...

It's strength! And the sword!

Sudden……

Dark clouds cover the moon.

The cold wind is blowing!

The snow is fluttering!

It was as if a drop of water fell from the sky, splashing wild waves on the sea!

The light blue blade pierced through the space, causing the air to whimper and roar!

Urokodaki Sakonji's standing body became blurred!

Like smoke that is blown away! Drifting in the wind, without a trace!
——Water Breathing Form 7 Shizuku Ripple Strike!
This is the fastest and most penetrating move among all the [Water Breathing] moves!
He aimed at the opponent's throat, holding the knife with both hands, and stabbed it diagonally from top to bottom!

But there was a clang sound!

The sound is as sweet as metal and stone!
Su Beixun blocked with the outside of his left wrist and raised his left knee to collide with the whip kick!

A faint sound of bone fracture!

The expression on Sakonji Urokodaki's face beneath the mask changed slightly, and he felt a tingling sensation in the area of ​​his calf that had been touched.

He swung his sword horizontally, trying to force the opponent back and create some distance.

But Su Beixun gave him no chance at all!

He shook off the opponent's whip kick and swept away the light blue blade! He stepped into the center line and grabbed the opponent's throat with his claws while the door was open!

The sharp nails are far sharper than the claws of wild beasts! In the whistling wind, one can smell the smell of blood!

Urokodaki Sakonji took a step back, bent his waist and leaned back, using his forearms to block!

The arm bones at the contact surface groaned with pain! The huge force seemed to press him into the soil!

The old man couldn't hold on!

The moment his posture changed, he was hit hard in the waist and abdomen by a side kick!
The blood formed into beads and floated in the air, so eye-catching!

Urokodaki Sakonji rolled for a long distance until he was covered with silver sand and hit the roots of a tree, only then did he stop!

He vomited a mouthful of blood.

He held a knife in one hand and grabbed the finger marks on the ground with the other, panting and bending his back.

There was a numb pain in my waist!
He knew that—

With just one blow, his internal organs were already damaged by bleeding!

[The power... is also very strong! ]

Urokodaki Sakonji vomited blood again.

The red Tengu mask was smashed into pieces, with only a small corner still hanging on the face, revealing a determined look.

"It's really sad."

Su Beixun did not pursue him, but stood there with his eyelids lowered.

"No matter how famous a swordsman is when he is young, he will end up like this when he grows old."

"No matter how strong they appear on a daily basis, they are only strong on the outside but weak on the inside. Just like the clay-footed giant, once he takes action, his weakness is clearly revealed!"

Su Beixun shook his head with emotion and pursed his lips as he looked at the old man.

"Urokodaki Sakonji, I feel sorry for you!"

"You are too much hindered by your old body. You can't even display 70% of your full strength! This is such an ugly loss!"

“…Heh.” Urokodaki Sakonji propped up his collapsing body and stood up tremblingly from his knees: “What do you want to say?”

"Want to become a ghost?"

Su Beixun walked up to him and extended his hand in invitation.

"As long as you beg me, I don't mind spending my precious blood for you."

"wishful thinking!"

Urokodaki Sakonji spat out a mouthful of blood foam at him with a look of disgust on his face.

"If I have to become a man-eating monster like you, I would rather lie in the grave now!"

Su Beixun dodged sideways without getting angry.

"But don't you feel sorry?"

He squatted down, looked at the lines of Urokodaki Sakonji's mouth, which were as cold as steel, and then glanced at the blade he was holding.

“When you have worked so hard to hone your skills to perfection, but your body is at the end of its rope, it is simply unable to support the so-called peak.”

"People sing about the glory of the moment, but they also lament the fate that cannot last forever."

Su Beixun looked serious.

"Want to give it a try?"

"When time is no longer a constraint, I think you are qualified to climb higher."

"Time has never been a shackle for mankind!" Urokodaki Sakonji had a blank expression and a cold voice.

He raised his head.

The sky was pitch black, with no moon or stars, but there was always a flickering light in his pupils.

“Even if I can only live a short life, my achievements can be passed on to future generations!”

"If this continues, humans will one day be able to build a tower that reaches the sky and touch the stars!"

The old man stood up panting, leaning on his knife, and straightened his back. His old body seemed to have an imposing manner that could stand tall and proud!
“So, there is no regret!”

"My death today does not mean the death of mankind! My fight today will be a fight for mankind!"

"From a thousand years to now, and then to a thousand years later!"

"Those who inherit my sword skills and will will surely be able to witness the future of mankind on my behalf!"

"I don't understand." Su Beixun narrowed his eyes, revealing a rare look of confusion.

He scratched his neck, looking particularly annoyed.

"Everyone I've met since a long time ago seems to be emphasizing race, emphasizing the greater good, emphasizing the whole."

"But."

"As we have developed as intelligent creatures, we have gotten rid of our ignorance, learned knowledge, learned skills, and spent our energy and effort to stand out from the competition. However, we are also accustomed to the concept of cooperation first and willingness to contribute."

He paused.

"Don't you think it's ridiculous?!"

His eyes were cold: "The so-called seeking benefits and avoiding harm, hoping to live a better life, what's wrong with that?"

Urokodaki Sakonji raised his knife.

"There's nothing wrong with wanting to live a better life, but that's not a reason for you to hurt others or even to benefit yourself at the expense of the public interest!"

"But there are only two kinds of people in this world, those who bully others or those who are bullied by others."

Su Beixun sneered with a mocking and contemptuous expression.

“Those who hope that people are willing to contribute and sacrifice are often those with vested interests. Exploitation is packaged as a virtue and is openly practiced.”

"Only idiots like you who are driven by hatred or hot-blooded would trust this rhetoric!"

He spoke with contempt, his eyes narrow and vicious.

"Take the Ubuyashiki family for example. What was their purpose in forming the Demon Slayer Corps? To uphold justice and protect their race?"

"How ridiculous!"

"Their original intention was just to solve the curse that caused their descendants to not live past the age of twenty due to the appearance of the [Ghost King] in the family!"

"You are just a tool for him to achieve his goal. Stop being so smug and self-righteous!"

Upon hearing this, Urokodaki Sakonji became furious!
"Don't take selfishness for granted!"

He swung the long knife in his hand violently, causing a storm, as if he wanted to drink the blood and flesh!
"You are just a disgusting man-eating devil. What do you know about justice?!"

“The bystander always sees best.”

Su Beixun stretched out his fingers and accurately clamped the blade in the water flowing towards him.

"If you really think you are on the right path and your thoughts and ideas are impeccable, then try turning into a ghost!"

He spread out his other hand, full of provocation: "If your resistance is only because of cannibalism, then why not just not eat it?"

He stared into the other person's surprised eyes, exerted force with his fingers, and split the long sword into two.

Half of the blade passed by the side of his body and spun into the snow.

"You have been dealing with ghosts for so many years, so you must be very clear about the reasons why they eat people? Hunger and nutrition... just because of these! It is not necessary for survival!"

He smiled lightly.

"Well, isn't it okay to just overcome it?"

"As far as I know, not everyone will be eager to eat after becoming a ghost, right?"

"If you have faith in your own willpower, you can endure hunger and use the power of demons to kill demons. Isn't this a brighter path than your current one?"

Urokodaki Sakonji was stunned when he heard this.

The image of Nezuko Kamado subconsciously appeared in his mind.

[If I could really be like that girl...]

"How about it? Want to give it a try?"

Su Beixun bewitched in a low voice.

But Urokodaki Sakonji hesitated for only a moment before he immediately made up his mind.

"I reject!"

Although the vision described by the other party was indeed good, he had only seen one successful case throughout history.

What if he failed? How many crimes would he commit? How many of his own kind would he eat?

What's more, the Demon Slayer Corps has been able to fight until now because of their hatred for demons! Even if this conjecture is successful, not everyone will meet the conditions.

What will those team members who are not strong-willed think? Will they realize that it is their own fault? Will they bear grudges after seeing their teammates' immortality?

This is a road to disaster! You must not open it!

"Tsk! It seems that you are not as resolute as you say."

Su Beixun sneered, but secretly thought it was troublesome.

Of course he could force Urokodaki Sakonji to turn into a demon, but that was never his real purpose!

He said so much just to try and see if he could make the members of the Demon Slayer Corps voluntarily choose to become demons to meet the conditions for him to complete the World Goal.

The evolution of glory... How can one feel glorious if it is not out of inner recognition?
[But it seems that swordsmen who have served as pillars are not easy to fool. 】

The coldness in Su Beixun's pupils deepened.

He was just about to take action to get rid of the other party!
But suddenly a hoarse shout was heard not far away.

"Master...master!"

It’s red!

The cold air squeezed into his lungs, causing him to turn over and cough, and his dizzy head also became clear.

But when he opened his eyes, he saw the miserable state of Urokodaki Sakonji and his broken sword, and he immediately struggled to get up from the ground.

"Run away!!"

Upon seeing his beloved disciple wake up, Urokodaki Sakonji immediately gathered his confused thoughts and shouted at his disciple.

As he spoke, he swung the broken blade again!
But these resistances are ridiculous and futile!

Seeing that the blade was bounced off by the skin and no wound was seen, he no longer thought about killing the evil spirit. He simply threw away half of the blade and hugged Su Beixun's waist and abdomen tightly with both hands, trying to restrain him in place!

"Red! Run to the north!"

he shouted.

"There is a Demon Slayer Corps base there! Tell the lord that Su Beixun is still alive!"

Urokodaki Sakonji's lower body was dragging on the ground, while his upper body was half hanging on Su Beixun in a mess. He tried his best to hold back his anger, and his face turned red, but he couldn't shake the other party at all.

This dishevelled look was very different from the calm and confident master in Chi's memory!
【Want to escape? 】

Chi couldn't help but clench his fists.

He knew very well that the gap between the two sides was obvious. And judging from the situation, Master Urokodaki was far from being the opponent's opponent.

Anyone with a little bit of common sense would know that running away is the best option! Otherwise, the two of them would die here together!

but……

But Chi just couldn't take a step forward!

[Do you really want to escape? ]

He asked himself -

[After witnessing his brother's death, should he leave his master here alone and run away when facing Su Beixun again? ]

[Really...are you kidding me?! ]

The skin on his red face was twisted, revealing a ferocious expression!
If he escaped, what would the pain and persistence of these nine years mean?
The disastrous defeat during their encounter had made his efforts a joke! He didn't want his beliefs to suffer the same fate!

He doesn't want to admit defeat!
not to mention--

He understood that the master appeared here only because he was worried about him going down the mountain alone, so he followed him secretly.

How could he escape in this situation!
……

Just when Chi made up his mind.

Su Beixun had already put his hand on Urokodaki Sakonji's shoulder.

His tone was light: "If this was our first meeting, you might be a threat to me. But now..."

Click!

He slowly closed his fingers.

The fragile bones shattered with a groan. The flesh and blood were curled up into a ball, and purple-black colors surged under the flesh-colored skin.

Urokodaki Sakonji's shoulder was almost crushed into a pancake shape! The sharp bone stubble pierced the surface, causing him to sweat profusely on his forehead due to the pain.

But he said nothing!
"Stop!" Chi's eyes turned red when he saw this scene!

He rushed forward angrily and hammered at the opponent with his good arm, but was hit by a backhand on the cheek.

The white teeth rolled all over the floor!
Urokodaki Sakonji immediately yelled, "Idiot! What are you doing?! If you don't leave now, do you want me to die here in vain?!"

The old man's crushed arm was no longer able to exert any strength, but he used his other hand to pull, tying Su Beixun in the middle like a rope, urging his disciple to escape quickly. "...I can't do it."

Chi lowered his head and climbed up.

"Forgive me, Master. I really can't do this!"

His face, which was paler than a ghost, tried hard to force a smile.

"I am already exhausted from carrying Falcon's life... I don't have the strength to carry yours."

As he staggered towards Su Beixun, blood dyed his blue robe red and slowly seeped out, leaving every footprint stained with red.

The snow and mud made his body mixed with all kinds of colors, making him look extremely dirty!
"remarkably brave."

Su Beixun tilted his head indifferently.

"But determination alone won't accomplish anything."

He chuckled and pulled the arm around his waist...

then!

Pull it hard!
The bone twisted in the opposite direction, cracking with a piercing sound! Spirals of flesh and blood burst through the skin, revealing bright red strips of flesh.

Half of Urokodaki Sakonji's arm was torn off!
His face was horrible with pain! He lost his footing and fell to the ground.

Su Beixun bent down and picked up the half of the Sun Wheel that had fallen beside him, raised the blade and stabbed it hard!
"stop--!"

Chi, who witnessed this scene, roared in despair. He wanted to rush over to block it, but his exhausted body was beyond his will's control.

Unexpectedly -

The sharp tip of the knife actually stopped in front of Urokodaki Sakonji's forehead.

Su Beixun held the hilt of the knife firmly: "You want to save him?"

Chi was stunned.

"sure."

Su Beixun cracked his lips: "As long as you kneel down and beg me, I will spare his life."

【kneel down……】

[Please him?]

The two sentences seemed to be transmitted blurrily into his ears through a thick layer of glass, causing Chi's pupils to tremble and freeze in place.

This situation...even just thinking about it made him feel cold all over!

If it were just him, he would rather die than do such a thing!

but……

He looked at Urokodaki Sakonji, whose pupils had become dilated due to excessive blood loss, and all his past memories came to his mind...

After nine years of care, the master's face had long replaced the father's in his memory.

"Don't believe his lies! He just wants to tease you!" Urokodaki Sakonji yelled.

He didn't want to be a burden to his disciples! He raised his head suddenly, wanting to hit the tip of the knife in front of him and die!

But Su Beixun stepped on his neck and pushed him down again.

The feeling of suffocation gradually made his face turn blue! His pupils rolled up, revealing the whites of his eyes.

"stop……"

A whisper...

Snowflakes fall from the sky little by little.

Chi panted and gritted his teeth, slowly kneeling on the ground.

He bit the corner of his mouth, feeling the warm liquid flowing into his mouth. His face looked haggard, as if all his energy had been drained away.

"Please...let him go."

"Red..." Urokodaki Sakonji's expression was moved. Looking at his disciple trembling on the ground, he felt extremely remorseful!
This is all his fault!

It's all his fault!

"Ha!" Su Beixun laughed briefly.

He walked away from Urokodaki Sakonji and came to the kneeling Aka with a playful expression.

"Get down."

Chi froze for a moment.

He clenched his fists until they made a crackling sound, lowered his head, hid his eyes under his hair, and slowly knelt down.

boom!
Suddenly there was a muffled sound.

Su Beixun suddenly stepped on his head and crushed him into the snow!
"Hey, Chi...you know what."

"Every time I see your expression of hatred for me, I can't help but feel the urge to ravage you."

"The most annoying thing in the world is to feel constrained, and the happiest thing is to dominate others!"

"Especially forcing them to do things they don't want to do, corrupting kind people and humiliating those seeking revenge!"

"There has never been anything more satisfying in this world!"

Chi didn't say anything.

He felt the force of the stepping on his head, endured the shame of his dignity being crushed, closed his eyes and buried his face in the snow.

Su Beixun looked at the child whose body was shaking non-stop, licked his lips with pleasure, and had the urge to tear him apart and eat him into his stomach.

"My lovely brother."

"You must remember this feeling, this powerlessness and pain!"

"Then……"

"Take the life I gave you and spend your ugly life in hatred!"

Su Beixun laughed wildly, turned around, and walked away little by little.

"But remember... next time we meet, I won't give you a third chance."

He kept his promise and left the messy place with the white-haired woman who appeared from nowhere after the end.

Chi was still kneeling there with his head lowered.

"red……"

Urokodaki Sakonji struggled to get up and, regardless of the severity of his injuries, immediately came to his disciple's side.

He was very worried and felt very guilty!

Having taken care of this child for nine years, the old man knew his knots and obsessions too well. He knew how much of a blow this incident would cause him!

"…I'm fine." Chi's voice was hoarse.

He staggered to his feet, glanced in the direction Su Beixun left, was silent for a moment, and followed the other party's footprints step by step.

"Wait! Where are you going?" Urokodaki Sakonji suddenly stopped him.

Chi pursed his lips and turned his head away.

"Master, don't you have some very important information to send back? I just want to go out and relax, you don't have to worry about me."

Listening to this obvious lie, Urokodaki Sakonji stared into his eyes and repeated, "I'm asking you...what do you want to do?!"

Chi lowered his head and said nothing.

"You want to die, right?" Urokodaki Sakonji stared at his fine hair and asked loudly.

Chi clenched his fists. Perhaps the words "send death" stimulated his heart, his expression twisted for a moment, and he growled in a low voice.

"No! I'm just trying to get back my lost dignity!"

"You're just giving up on yourself!"

"So what else can I do?"

Chi gritted his teeth, the contemptuous look Su Beixun gave when he left kept echoing in his mind.

"You can see that there is no way I can defeat him! No matter how hard I try for ten years, a hundred years, or a thousand years, it will never be possible! Since the result will be the same no matter what I do, it's better to die in his hands as soon as possible and be free!"

Chi was panting, roaring, and tears streaming down his face.

He felt so ridiculous!
Urokodaki Sakonji looked at the boy with red eyes and tears, was silent for a moment, and then gave an almost cruel suggestion.

"Forget him."

"……what?"

"Forget Su Beixun, forget this matter, and start a new life from now on."

Urokodaki Sakonji took a deep breath.

He knew that persuading his disciples to give up was not what a teacher should do... but it was also not right to sit back and watch his disciples die!

"Impossible!" Chi refused immediately.

He could accept that he died due to lack of ability, but he could not accept that he lived in disgrace after admitting defeat!

Urokodaki Sakonji was not surprised and said softly, "Aka, have you ever played Go?"

He walked forward and touched the top of the boy's head.

"How to accept failure and how to admit defeat are very important for chess players! The stronger the player, the more likely he is to make the right choice that is beneficial to himself."

"People will not blame the contestant who gave up after the challenge, nor will they mock him as a deserter. Instead, they will praise him for going with the flow and retreating at the right time."

He looked at the boy, his expression serious.

"Chi, what you have done has been fair to everyone. No one will blame you, and no one can call you a coward!"

“So, you don’t need to force yourself to go down a path where you can’t see the future.”

The boy paused, then silently walked around Urokodaki Sakonji and continued following the trail.

But suddenly! He felt a pain on the side of his neck! Everything went black before his eyes and he lost consciousness.

Urokodaki Sakonji withdrew his only remaining hand, held the fallen disciple in his arms, and said softly: "Get some sleep first, Aka... When you wake up, it will be a new day."

He endured the pain in his body, took a deep breath, and walked towards the north.

##
【Demon Slayer Corps】Headquarters.

Ubuyashiki Yoya was wearing a thick cotton coat, sitting by the stove, looking at the letter paper in his hand with the scent of ink and fishy smell, his expression solemn.

"How is Mr. Urokodaki now?"

"The situation is not optimistic."

The [Inubu] dressed in black half-knelt and reported.

"Mr. Urokotaki lost his left arm, his internal organs were bleeding extensively, his sternum and leg bones were fractured, and his throat was severely bruised..."

Ubuyashiki Yoya was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Where is the child?"

“It’s just as tragic.”

"That's it..."

The man silently prayed for the two of them, and then said, "Can you please call Muichiro over? And Kyojuro, please notify him as well."

The members of the [Inui] department nodded their heads in agreement and bowed before leaving the room.

A moment later, a figure knelt outside the house and knocked on the cloth door.

He is a cheerful young man with a bright smile and orange-red hair, and he is 80% similar to Rengoku Gojuro.

——It was his son, Rengoku Kyojuro, who was the [Flame Pillar] at the time.

"My lord, you are looking for me!" he asked in a loud voice.

Ubuyashiki Yoya smiled gently and motioned for him to come in and sit down.

Not long after, a young man with long black hair and mint green pupils and hair ends came.

His name is Tokito Muichiro, a talented swordsman who became a Pillar after holding a sword for only two months.

Ubuyashiki Yoya handed the letter in his hand to them.

The two took it, and the sound of occasional flipping through pages was heard in the room.

"I see!"

Rengoku Kyojuro kept a cheerful smile, clenched his fist and said: "It seems that there is another reason for my father's death! If so, as a son, I must investigate it thoroughly!"

Wuyilang stared at the letter with empty eyes: "Lord, do you want us to go over and investigate?"

"Yes."

Ubuyashiki Yoya coughed a few times, covered his chest for a long time, and then said, "I would like to ask you to go to the place where he appeared. If possible, please find out where his destination is?"

"no problem!"

Rengoku Kyojuro spoke in a loud voice, his face as if covered by the sun: "Not only the destination, I will also investigate the village of Tokiyo! My lord, you can rest assured and leave the task to me!"

"No, don't worry about Changshi Village for now."

Ubuyashiki Yoya denied it.

"Since even Rengoku Gojuro-san made a misjudgment, it means there must be a big problem inside. It's better not to rush in before you get enough information."

"It's me, Meng Lang!"

Rengoku Kyojuro was full of energy: "It seems that I still have a lot of shortcomings. I still need to learn a lot!"

"...Kyojuro, you are already very good." Ubuyashiki Yoya was a little helpless.

Wuyilang suddenly pointed at the letter and asked, "What about the prescription mentioned above? If I remember correctly, it has been in use for a long time, right?"

"Yes."

Ubuyashiki Yoya also felt a bit of a headache when he mentioned this.

Although the prescription that Rengoku Fujuro brought back two years ago was amazingly effective, he had always been quite wary because it required the use of demon blood.

However, the Demon Slayer Corps suffers too many casualties every year, and he cannot just sit back and watch those team members who are seriously injured and about to die.

So after careful testing for a long time without finding any problems, this prescription was gradually put into use.

But now it seems...

Ubuyashiki Kazuya looked serious: "I have already ordered the suspension of the use of this prescription...but more than 30% of the team members have taken it."

“Are there any adverse effects?”

"At the moment, no... However, it is possible that it is hidden very deeply and we have not discovered it."

Ubuyashiki Yoya thought for a moment and added, "The only suspicious thing is that the number of ghosts whose blood can be used as medicine is relatively small. Not every weakling can do it... but due to the lack of relevant experts in the team, we don't know the specific reason."

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of Rengoku Gojuro who died in Tokisei Village...

If compared with Urokodaki Sakonji who was deliberately let go, does it mean that the other party's conspiracy has succeeded and therefore there is no need to hide it anymore?

Ubuyashiki Yoya felt even more gloomy in his heart.

To be on the safe side, he decided to call back all the team members who had used the prescription and check them again.

After repeatedly reminding the two to be careful, he let the two Pillars leave.

Rengoku Kyojuro and Tokito Muichiro rushed to the scene of the incident in a carriage.

Inside the carriage, Rengoku Kyojuro leaned against the wall. He still had a bright smile on his face, but his right hand was squeezing and releasing the handle of the Nichirin Sword, clearly not as calm as he appeared.

Wuyilang held his chin and continued to look at the process described on the letter paper. Suddenly, he said venomously: "Well... from the words, it seems that he is just an arrogant brat who has not been weaned."

Kyojuro reminded cheerfully, "You're about the same age as him!"

"……makes sense."

Wuyilang put down the letter and became expressionless again.

Amid the crunching sound of wheels rolling over snow, two ruts gradually extended into the distance.

##
In the room filled with the smell of medicine, Urokodaki Sakonji suddenly opened his eyes.

It was now dusk, and the setting sun shone through the window onto the white ceiling, giving him the illusion that it was covered in blood.

"master."

Giyu Tomioka, who was sitting beside the bed, heard the noise and quickly helped him up.

"Valiant..."

Urokodaki Sakonji came to his senses and was about to say something when he suddenly saw a child sleeping soundly on the bed next to him.

"Is Chi still not awake?"

"No, he woke up two hours ago."

Tomioka Giyuu's face was sluggish as he calmly explained, "It's just that he didn't recover from his illness and insisted on going out, so he was knocked unconscious by the angry Kocho Shinobu."

The corner of Urokodaki Sakonji's eye twitched and he sighed with a headache.

"Master, what happened?" asked Giyu Tomioka.

He came here immediately after hearing the news told by Shinobu Kocho, but he didn't know the details yet.

Urokodaki Sakonji hid nothing and narrated what had happened.

Tomioka Giyuu stood up immediately.

"Where are you going?"

"To avenge you."

"No need to go, that evil ghost has already gone somewhere."

Urokodaki Sakonji shook his head and continued.

"Giyuu, let's go back to Sagiri Mountain. Tanjiro's assessment is about to end, and someone must be at home to watch over him. Besides, Nezuko is still sleeping there... Although I've asked others to take care of her, you'd better go back and take a look."

(End of this chapter)