Chapter 18 Nakime 3

The process of becoming a ghost is painful.

After withdrawing his hand, Muzan Kibutsuji stood up and stood there, watching Nakime, who was tormented by pain, with complete indifference. He then turned and sat back down on the wooden chair.

"Kuroshibo, tell me, how long will it take for her to completely turn into a demon?"

The duration of the demon transformation is closely related to the subsequent combat power, but seeing Muzan Kibutsuji still able to laugh while watching his opponent suffer, Iwakatsu really wanted to rush over and give him a big fight.

Dead memories suddenly attacked me; it's not you, Old Deng, who's suffering from the pain of lost emotions.

Yan Sheng recalled his five days and five nights of unbearable suffering, and felt the frustration of wanting to reach into the screen in his previous life.

Nakime's demonic transformation didn't last long. As the sun rose high in the sky, her blood was rapidly returning to its source. From Iwakatsu's clear perspective, he could clearly see her ravaged interior quickly recovering, soon returning to its original state.

Her fingernails and teeth sharpened at a visible speed, scratching the tatami mat with numerous marks. Her eyes changed, gradually merging together towards the center.

After the pain completely subsided, Nakime stood up, sensing the changes in her body. An unprecedented power surged through her, filling her with excitement.

"Lord Wuxian, Lord Black Death Mou."

The moment she completely transformed into a demon, Nakime knew the identities of the two people in front of her and understood her current state.

She bowed respectfully to the two men, addressing them with utmost courtesy. She cared nothing for becoming a cannibal; she only felt that she could now kill more easily, play her beloved pipa freely, and no longer fear being discovered, nor live in constant terror of uncontrollable violence.

This is a new beginning! It's a chance for her to start over, granted to her by the Ghost King!

"Show me what you're capable of."

Muzan Kibutsuji watched Nakime tremble slightly with excitement, then yawned and sprawled out in his chair. If he weren't stuck here, he wouldn't want to stay here so bored.

Knowing better than to say anything, Nakime conjured a simple pipa in her hand and gently plucked it with her black fingernails.

"when!"

Two wooden doors appeared out of thin air beneath the three people's feet. The moment the doors opened, the three people and a chair fell into them.

The feeling of weightlessness during the rapid fall was somewhat disorienting, but the blocky terrain that appeared soon caught the three of them.

Kibutsuji Muzan sprang to his feet, excitedly looking at the intricate and ever-changing houses and terrain, the layers of wooden doors resembling Russian nesting dolls.

The illogical architecture and the various combinations of loft houses, resembling a strange castle in a different space, are precisely the kind of dwelling that Muzan Kibutsuji currently desires and needs most.

That way, he wouldn't have to worry about the monster suddenly finding him. Muzan Kibutsuji looked at Nakime with appreciation, quite pleased that Upper Moon One, who had only recently arrived, had found him such a useful tool.

"Is this... a way to teleport anywhere?"

Muzan Kibutsuji looked at Nakime kneeling there, eager to understand the rules of this alternate dimension. This was a place he would be spending a lot of time in the future.

"Lord Muzan, I can teleport to any place I know, and I can also teleport anyone I know into the city." Nakime paused, then continued, "This seems to be an infinitely enlarged city, with terrain patterns that I can only figure out."

Muzan Kibutsuji grew increasingly satisfied, feeling confident he could succeed again. What Sun Pillar? What Sun Breathing? Ha, Yoriichi Tsugikuni, you'll be surprised if you can find me!

Iwakatsu felt he couldn't bear to watch. "I know you're excited, but can't you control yourself a little, you scumbag boss?" Looking at the constantly changing houses, Iwakatsu was quite interested in this Infinite Castle, which played a crucial role in the original story.

It was because of the Infinity Castle that Muzan Kibutsuji was able to quickly reach any place he wanted without worrying about sunlight or sudden attacks. Regarding the common belief that Muzan Kibutsuji hid from Yoriichi Tsugikuni for so many years because of the Infinity Castle, Iwakatsu remained skeptical.

Well, he was only so-so happy, um, haha.

Just as Iwakatsu was thinking about how he could get Nakime to prepare a satisfactory room for him, where he could wander at night and rest during the day, or simply lie down until the beautiful future when the story begins, Muzan Kibutsuji's leisurely voice came through.

"Kuroshibo, I'll be spending most of my time researching from now on. You'll continue to help me find other suitable candidates for the Gengetsu. If you need anything, have Nakime assist you."

Yan Sheng turned his head in a daze, watching as Kibutsuji Muzan walked over, patted him on the shoulder, and continued with satisfaction.

"If you find any trace of the Demon Slayer Corps or that monster... or your brother, remember to report it to me. I trust you won't let me down, Kokushibo."

So? Does that mean my life isn't a life?

Yan Sheng had an urge to kill everyone.

Damn, you've really messed with me, you've really messed with Cotton Dust Boss.

Yan Sheng coldly agreed, feeling that his future was bleak.

Muzan Kibutsuji was oblivious to the resentful gaze of his Upper Moon One, and was happily fantasizing about his wonderful future life.

Yan Sheng: OK, fine.

After watching Muzan Kibutsuji leave, Iwakatsu turned around and asked Nakime for some space; he needed to be alone for a while.

On the other side

As the scent began to dissipate from the room, Jiguo Yuan instinctively clutched the pink cloth bag to his chest. He was now certain that it was his elder brother's scent.

Yoriichi's tiny hope was shattered at that moment; his older brother had indeed become a demon, and it was all his fault.

With a slight tightening of her hand on the low table, the solid wood table creaked under her grip, startling Shi Touyue who was standing to the side.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni couldn't imagine what would happen to his gentle, kind, and elegant older brother, who was as warm and kind as the moon and as refined as jade, when he became a demon who needed to eat people to survive.

"It's all my fault!"

Yoriichi Tsugikuni clutched his chest, clinging tightly to that thought, gasping for breath. He was always so powerless; the death of his mother, the death of his wife, and the tragedy of his brother.

So, why am I always so useless?

Yoriichi Tsugikuni looked at the moon hanging outside the window and hated himself.

"Um, Brother Yuanyi."

Tokito Etsu looked at Yoriichi Tsugikuni in this state, somewhat bewildered. He didn't understand why he had become like this after coming to this room, but he was certain that it must be related to Tsugikuni Iwakatsu, who had left early. Something must have happened between the brothers.

"Actually, you can ask him directly if you have any questions. I think Yan Sheng is very gentle. You can ask him directly when you meet him."

Shi Touyue is not good at comforting people. As the youngest son in the family and the one with the highest martial arts talent, he has never comforted anyone.

"Yes, I must find my elder brother."

He wanted to see his elder brother, have a proper talk with him, apologize to him, and atone for his sins.

Before this, Yoriichi Tsugikuni wanted to see someone else first, and he was surprised to find that his older brother had become a demon. He wanted to see Tamayo one last time.

"Yue, I have to leave now. Take care."

Yoriichi turned to look at Tokito Etsu. He was very grateful to the other for providing him with information about his older brother, but he needed to hurry up and could only hope that he could help the boy in some way next time.

"I'm going to find my sister too. Take care, Yuan Yi."

Tokito Etsu was a smart man; he knew what to ask and what not to ask. So, whether he met Iwakatsu or Yoriichi, he wisely refrained from asking any strange questions.

After bidding farewell to Touya, Yoriichi turned and followed the scent towards the forest. As Yoriichi hurried along, he suddenly heard a familiar voice. He turned to look, and through Touya's clear vision, he saw Rengoku Shujuro leading several Demon Slayer Corps boys.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni could clearly see that the boys were covered in wounds and were supporting each other. Rengoku Shujuro was also furious, angrily reprimanding the boys. They were completely unaware of the several demons lurking behind them.

"clang--."

The moment the demon attacked, Rengoku Shujuro sensed it and drew his sword without hesitation to block the attack. But unexpectedly, another demon suddenly rushed forward and attacked the people who were blocking the attack from behind.

"brush--."