Chapter 32 Clues about Flowers

"Lord Kokushibo, um, Momo..."

Still in shock, Yan Sheng couldn't help but twitch at the corner of his mouth when he heard the strange, newly grown ghost suddenly acting so coy.

"She will succeed... Upper Moon Five."

"Okay, okay! Little Peach, you're still an Upper Moon. I thought I had to eat you up."

Upon hearing this, the ghost was overjoyed and hugged Xiao Tao tightly, rubbing its horned head against her shoulder repeatedly. Xiao Tao clearly wasn't having any of it and didn't even turn her head to look at him.

"Hmph, it's all because you kept challenging me. I've already decided that even if I die, I'll haunt you as a ghost."

"..." What beautiful thoughts, what trendy romance, so trendy it's giving me rheumatism. I really can't understand the love and hate between you ghosts.

Yan Sheng covered his face. He really hadn't expected to encounter such a bizarre person on his first time hosting a Bloodline Battle. Don't show off your love in front of me! What's with this "wanting to go on strike" thing? Did that scumbag boss already know about their relationship and that's why he didn't watch?

Yan Sheng glanced at the Lower Moon demons watching around him, who all seemed stunned and inexplicably comforted.

"Leave, all of you."

Yan Sheng felt that if he continued like this, his wounds, which hadn't fully healed yet, might become even harder to recover. Thinking this, he ignored what the other ghosts were doing and turned to leave.

"Kuroshibo".

Iwakatsu could sense that Muzan Kibutsuji called out to him the moment he left.

No, bro, you're watching.

Iwakatsu was really speechless, so he had no choice but to give up his idea of ​​going back to continue being a slacker and go find Muzan Kibutsuji.

Oh well, I've already done the work, I just need to see the boss again.

Yan Sheng looked at the open wooden door and walked in nervously. He then realized that his hasty decision regarding the Upper Moon's position might have been a mistake. Yan Sheng closed his eyes briefly, then stepped inside. He already knew what was going on; what else could he do?

Stepping through the wooden door, Yan Sheng saw the familiar laboratory, the familiar people, and the familiar mess on the floor. Without showing any emotion, Yan Sheng glanced around and saw the survivors still neatly arranged on the table.

The equipment was clearly brand new, and looked like it had been ordered from an outside supplier at a high price. There were also glass test tubes on the table, filled with blood of varying shades.

Is there some progress?

Iwakatsu knew Kibutsuji Muzan well; if it had no effect, he would never have left such a test subject there as an eyesore.

"No misfortune, sir."

Yan Sheng stared silently at the man in front of him, who was wearing a black shirt and trousers with a white coat over them, and whose long black curly hair was tied in a high ponytail.

Why does the boss always have a different skin every time I see him? It feels like a gacha game.

"Kuroshibo, how about it?"

Although it was a question, Iwakatsu could sense that Kibutsuji Muzan wanted a definite answer. Thinking about the absurd blood battle he had just presided over, Iwakatsu's head ached; he'd better embellish it a bit.

"His strength is not bad. Because of the special nature of his Blood Demon Technique, he stayed behind without permission."

Yan Sheng lowered his eyes, adopting a respectful demeanor, and tried his best to embellish the work report, even though the other party already knew the whole process. Yan Sheng thought for a moment, pursed his lips, and then spoke again.

"Your subordinate made this decision without authorization. Please... Lord Muzan, punish me."

Kibutsuji Muzan stood there with his arms crossed, looking at Iwakatsu, before waving his hand after a while.

"It's alright. Jiang Chuntao's Blood Demon Art is indeed quite special. Leaving her behind can cause even greater losses to the Demon Slayer Corps."

Thinking of this, Muzan Kibutsuji curled his lips in a mocking smile and turned to organize the intact data on the table.

"After all, fragile humans cannot withstand that kind of parasitic growth that absorbs flesh and blood."

Iwakatsu breathed a sigh of relief; this was the situation he was happy to see. But as he watched Muzan Kibutsuji turn around and hand him a piece of paper, Iwakatsu had a bad feeling.

Iwakatsu unfolded the paper, on which it was clearly written that he had seen a strange blue flower in the antique street of Sanlichuan. Because it was so rare and had poor adaptability, there was only one of this flower and it was carefully cultivated.

The details, including the address, shop name, and current flower growing habits, are all clearly stated.

“Kuroshibo, I recently received news that someone in Sanchuanli has seen blue spider lilies. I can’t leave right now, so I can only ask you to investigate.”

Huh? Isn't that grass from grave mounds? How come it's in town?

Iwakatsu seemed to remember seeing a similar setting somewhere before, where someone had boldly speculated that it was related to Yoriichi Tsugikuni's wife...

Yan Sheng remained silent for a long time. He felt it was foolish to go looking for a grass on a grave that only blooms during the day while injured, and he had a gut feeling that this flower was not the blue spider lily. Even if he had a thousand words to say, Yan Sheng could only keep them to himself.

"Kuroshibo, when you get there, a demon will meet you, but all you need to do is investigate."

Muzan Kibutsuji doesn't trust anyone. If it weren't for the fact that Iwakatsu was not only his partner but also helped him block Yoriichi Tsugikuni's attack, he would have insisted on going there in person.

"Understood."

Iwakatsu felt that there was no one in the world more miserable than him. Watching Muzan Kibutsuji turn around and continue fiddling with the experimental equipment, Iwakatsu could only leave silently.

With a thought, a transparent blue box appeared in front of Yan Sheng. There were no new tasks on it, only the Upper Moon Six's task remained (1/6).

"Narukae".

Yan Sheng heard the sound of a pipa, and a wooden door opened by itself.

Stepping through the wooden door, Yan Sheng found himself in a completely enclosed environment. He looked around the empty room, which contained only simple furniture, with no decorations or signs of human use.

Yan Sheng took a few steps forward, and the wooden door disappeared instantly. The enclosed space was extremely dark, with only a faint light coming through the window to prevent it from being completely dark.

"daytime?"

Iwakatsu approached the window, reaching his hand through the crack. His thin, pale hand was momentarily scorched by the sunlight. Iwakatsu didn't go any closer; instead, he turned and moved towards the shadowy area.

It seems this was designed specifically for ghosts.

Yan Sheng knelt on the round cushion, pondering what to do next. He couldn't go out now, so should he just go back to Infinite City? No, he'd better sit for a while and see.

Since Boss Xie said he had made arrangements, there shouldn't be any problems. He is very attentive to matters related to his experimental research.

And so, Yan Sheng sat there, chin in hand, lost in thought for two hours, as the light streaming through the window grew dimmer and dimmer. Yan Sheng felt increasingly impatient; was this endless waiting some kind of sign of displeasure?

Yan Sheng stood up with a grim face, walked to the window, and stretched out his hand. There was no longer that burning sensation; it seemed the sun had completely set.

Ha, even the strongest existing combat force doesn't dare to give me a hard time, it's infuriating!

Yan Sheng was angry; it was the first time he had been stood up for so long.

"Clang—".

The door was slowly opened, and a woman walked in wearing wooden clogs. She had long black hair, a delicate and petite face, and was wearing a red kimono with bandages wrapped around her thighs and arms.

"That gentleman said you came here on business. I'm a bit busy, so I'm sorry to have troubled you to wait for me, hehehe."

Yan Sheng slowly turned his head and saw the words displayed in the other person's eyes.

Upper Moon 2

Yan Sheng sneered, watching the other party's pretentious actions. Yan Sheng turned around and stood in the shadows, his three pairs of golden eyes staring straight at him as the light shone in from the open door.

Upper Moon Two grew increasingly alarmed as he looked at the scene, feeling an unprecedented pressure. He collapsed to the ground, his body trembling uncontrollably.

She looked up and saw the eye in the middle of Iwasaki's head, which clearly displayed the name Upper Moon One.