Chapter 47 Promotion to Upper Moon 5

With a light laugh, Tong Mo moved and rushed towards Jiang Chuntao, the golden fans in his hands emitting wisps of cold air.

Just as the fan was about to slash her, Jiang Chuntao rolled to the left with all her might, dodging it. She swayed as she got up, her body stiff and slow.

"Damn it."

She moved her body, trying her best to restore her original vitality. She watched as Douma held the closed fan to his face with his left hand, and pressed the unfolded golden fan down from top to bottom with his right hand.

"Blood Demon Art: Frozen Ice Pillar"

Dozens of blue crystal-shaped ice spikes suddenly appeared in the air and plummeted down as Tong Mo moved. Jiang Chuntao's pupils contracted, and she took several steps back, awkwardly dodging the swarm of ice spikes.

"Miss Peach, be careful~".

Tong Mo looked at the other person with a smile, his seven-colored pupils sparkling like diamonds, making Jiang Chuntao grit her teeth in hatred.

"Go, Xiaotao!"

The sounds coming from the stands warmed Jiang Chuntao's eyes. Yan Sheng felt a pang of sadness, realizing he was about to witness the breakdown of a couple. He turned to look at the scumbag boss; good, the other guy was already so bored he was looking at his own fingernails.

"Kuroshibo, come here."

Kibutsuji Muzan glanced over with his scarlet vertical pupils, prompting Iwakatsu to quickly put on a serious expression and obediently walk over.

"No misfortune, sir."

Yan Sheng looked at Kibutsuji Muzan, who was half a head shorter than him, and while he appeared very aloof, he was inwardly laughing madly.

"Kuroshibo, who do you think will win?"

Kibutsuji Muzan casually watched the two demons fighting fiercely, and asked Iwakatsu a question.

You're asking me again? Guess for yourself! How should I know? Wait, I actually do know.

Iwakatsu, of course, dared not say it aloud. He could only pretend to think for a moment before replying seriously, "Doma, I suppose. He's clearly superior and has great potential."

"He is indeed a genius. Apart from you, he is the fastest growing one right now."

Muzan Kibutsuji nodded in agreement, then frowned as if he had just thought of something. Doma was good in every way, except for his lack of desire. He really didn't like this kind of carefree, unpredictable personality devoid of any ambition.

"But I'm not entirely at ease with his personality, Kokushibo. If you can, keep a close eye on him and make sure he doesn't reveal anything."

After hearing this, Iwakatsu looked at Muzan Kibutsuji in disbelief. The other man didn't even turn his head, continuing his rapid-fire attack.

What are you doing?! I'm afraid I'll be found by Yoriichi Tsugikuni just because you're afraid of being exposed! You need to take care of yourself!

Yan Sheng didn't reply, but screamed wildly inside.

Enough! Seriously enough! Why is it that in the original story, Jiguo Yansheng can just keep cultivating and playing by himself, but you're making me do this and that every day?!

Muzan Kibutsuji didn't care whether Iwakatsu replied or not, finished speaking, and continued watching the battle below.

The battle had reached its final moment, and Jiang Chuntao looked at the suddenly appearing Doma with a hint of surprise in her eyes.

Tong Mo exerted force with his wrist and swiftly swept the golden fan across Jiang Chuntao's neck.

"puff--."

Blood gushed out, and the head, with a look of astonishment in its eyes, slowly fell to the ground, while the headless body swayed unsteadily.

"Miss Tao, you flatter me."

After shaking the blood off the golden fan, Doma went up and picked up the severed head.

"Bang—".

His head suddenly exploded, turning into colorful petals that scattered all around Doma.

"oops."

Doma looked at the scattered petals in his hand, not so surprised, but sighed with a hint of regret.

"Blood Demon Art - Overflow".

Jiang Chuntao, gathered from petals, returned to her original form a short distance away. She watched as Tong Mo fiercely lashed out with his white bone whip, which lashed out and tightened around his waist. Instantly, many flowers sprouted along the whip, their roots digging deep into Tong Mo's flesh.

"Oh my, that's an amazing ability. I almost died."

Douma's voice came from behind Jiang Chuntao, making her tremble. She turned around in disbelief and saw Douma standing behind her, his golden fan swaying up and down as if mocking her.

Jiang Chuntao turned around and saw that the ice statue she had painstakingly wrapped around had shattered instantly.

She smiled bitterly as Douma severed her neck from behind.

"What a pity~".

Doma looked regretful and squatted down to merge that beautiful head into his body.

"Stop! Stop right now!"

An enlarged, spiky wooden stick rained down from the sky, hurtling towards Doma. In a flash, Iwakatsu drew his illusory guillotine, flicking his wrist to create a beautiful arc.

"Breathing of the Moon - Eighth Form - Moon Dragon Tail".

The enormous shadow was cleaved in two by the purple blade, and a powerful aura, accompanied by a blue crescent moon, rippled outwards. The lower-ranking Lower Moon trembled in fear.

"Blood-based battles, the strong prey on the weak... don't break the rules."

Iwakatsu stood in front of Doma, wearing wooden clogs, his six eyes looking at the person who had made the move with a threatening expression.

Yan Sheng was prepared for this. He unleashed the pressure of Upper Moon One, pressing directly on the person and rendering him unable to move an inch.

"Well done, Kokushibo."

Muzan Kibutsuji appeared in front of him in a flash, his red vertical pupils staring intently at Upper Moon Three kneeling on the ground, making his dark blue skin turn even paler with fear.

"I hate people who defy me. Are you looking for death?"

Kibutsuji Muzan looked down and stepped on his head, pressing it hard into the ground.

"I...I'm sorry, Lord Muzan..."

His fear of the Ghost King made him instinctively apologize, and his body trembled violently like a sieve.

There will be no next time.

With a forceful stomp, Muzan Kibutsuji slammed his head into the ground, issuing a vicious warning.

"Yes...yes."

Muzan Kibutsuji then lifted his foot, turned around and looked at Doma, who was standing there with a wronged expression, and felt a sudden pain in his teeth.

"Lord Muzan~ Thank you so much, sob sob sob. If it weren't for Lord Kokushibo, my subordinates would have died innocently."

He touched non-existent tears as if he were extremely heartbroken, which sent a chill down the spines of both Muzan Kibutsuji and Katsumi Iwakatsu.

There's no need to struggle so much; I'm doing this for myself too.

Iwakatsu felt disgusted. Turning to look at the bulging veins of Muzan Kibutsuji, he added to himself: Not only am I disgusted, but I've also disgusted that scumbag boss.

"Alright, Doma, from today onwards you will take over the position of Upper Moon Five."

After Muzan Kibutsuji finished speaking, he vanished instantly, leaving behind a casual remark before departing.

"Kuroshibo, come here."

Yan Sheng: ...so?

Yan Sheng turned his head and saw the disheveled blue-faced ghost squatting there, staring blankly at the floor where only bloodstains remained.

It's truly tragic, but there's nothing Kokushibo can do; there's nothing he can do. Doma is a genius in the original story who could become Upper Moon Two, so the outcome of this battle was already decided long ago.

"Your Excellency Akaza, I'm so happy that we can chat more often now."

After Doma ate Jiang Chuntao, the number in his seven-colored eyes changed to Upper Moon 5, and he excitedly ran towards Akaza.

"Send me away."

Akaza, his face dark, shouted anxiously at Nakime. The sound of a biwa (a type of Chinese lute) rose, and he vanished from his spot in an instant.

"Oh, Lord Akaza is so easily embarrassed, don't you think so, Lord Kokushibo?"

Doma missed his target and scratched his head in frustration. He turned to Iwakatsu and said in a tone of helplessness and regret.

It seems you're not only dramatic but also have a vivid imagination; I really underestimated you, Doma.

Iwakatsu gave Doma a deep look, then turned and left. The other demons had already left as well, leaving only Doma standing there.

"Sigh~".