Chapter 31 The Battle of the Upper Moon
During the two days that Iwakatsu rested, Muzan Kibutsuji made no move. His own mission panel also showed no mission prompts. This made Iwakatsu, who was always restless, feel extremely tormented; he was utterly bored.
Because of the knife wound on his chest, Yan Sheng hadn't practiced his breathing techniques for the past two days. Instead, he entertained himself by playing chess for two whole days. For the entire two days, Yan Sheng felt that he didn't want to see the black and white chess pieces again.
Just as Iwakatsu was contemplating whether to go for a stroll to relax, a commotion suddenly arose in the distance.
Yan Sheng got up and headed excitedly toward the sound, finally getting some fun.
Iwakatsu leaped over several floating buildings, and in the distance, he spotted Kibutsuji Muzan. He was still dressed the same way, in a white suit and black shirt. His obvious recent arrival caused the air to fall silent the moment he appeared.
Ugh, I really want to go back the way I came.
Despite thinking this, Iwakatsu still chose to head straight towards Muzan Kibutsuji. His six eyes scanned the surroundings and, sure enough, spotted several unfamiliar faces not far away.
"Wumei...sir."
"Kuroshibo, perfect, you can keep an eye on things."
Muzan Kibutsuji wasn't surprised by Iwakatsu's appearance, and immediately began to abandon his post after Iwakatsu showed up. He wasn't interested in the matter of the tool demons; he was busy going back to his experiments.
No, brother, I'm still recovering from my injury.
Iwakatsu once again lowered the bar for how a scumbag boss could exploit his employees. After the other person finished speaking, without waiting for his reply, he simply walked out the wooden door.
Very well, you've messed with me, you've really messed with Cotton Dust Boss.
"A blood-based battle? Let's begin."
Yan Sheng looked at the respectful ghosts below and spoke through gritted teeth. He could also see that the quality of the ghosts who had taken over this time was significantly better than before. Just from their attitude, one could see the difference in quality between the ghosts.
"Yes, sir."
"Yes, Lord Kokushibo."
Yan Sheng looked at the two below. This time, the woman who was Lower Moon One was being challenged in the Blood Rank Battle. Yan Sheng remembered that she was the one who had been harassed last time. However, it had been a long time since he had seen her; she was now Upper Moon Three.
Unlike last time, this time she seemed extremely wary of her opponent. She gripped the bone whip, adorned with colorful flowers, tightly in both hands, standing in a highly defensive stance.
The one who challenged her was a complete stranger, his tall figure immediately drawing attention. His skin was a deep blue, his hair was tied in a white half-updo, and two black, pointed ridges protruded from his forehead, creating an uneven surface. Bursting veins extended from his hairline to his Upper Moon Five-colored pupils.
His large frame could not be concealed by his loose kimono, and he held a long, bronze-brown staff in his hand.
Wait, two Upper Moons? Iwakatsu's small head was filled with huge doubts. Didn't the scumbag boss say that the Upper Moon would be there? Why was he running so fast just now?
The two fighters below did not stop because of Iwakatsu's confusion. Upper Moon Five made the first move. He picked up the long staff with one hand, and with a slight twist of his arm, a strong whooshing sound followed his movement as he attacked Upper Moon Three.
"Excuse me."
Upper Moon Three narrowed her peach-pink eyes and leaped backward to dodge the massive attack. She twisted her body and quickly dodged to the side, the bone whip in her hand whipping around Upper Moon Five's arm with her movement.
"Blood Demon Art: Rebirth and Flower Transformation".
Seeing her opponent disregard the bone whip wrapped around his hand, he swung his long staff horizontally, aiming straight for her waist. She pushed off with both legs, spinning in the air. Dodging the attack while simultaneously unleashing her Blood Demon Technique.
In an instant, the bone whip wrapped around his arm began to tighten, and the colorful flowers on it seemed to come alive, sprouting branches that pierced into his flesh.
Yan Sheng could sense that the flower branch was absorbing the woman's flesh and blood, which was then transferred to her. A very good Blood Demon Technique; no wonder she could become Upper Moon Three.
Clearly, Upper Moon Five was no pushover. His staff suddenly transformed, spinning as he attacked. His body erupted with a surge of blood energy, his expanding form tearing through his clothes and bone whip.
"Blood Demon Art: Blood Burst".
The sudden surge of power stirred the surrounding air currents, causing Upper Moon Three to lose her balance and be struck in the left leg by the straight-swung long staff, its thin barbs piercing into her flesh.
"ah--."
The immense impact almost rendered her left leg immobile. Gritting her teeth, her eyes hardened, and the bone whip in her hand suddenly began to move on its own, growing longer and longer until it bound her waist.
"Blood Demon Art: Wood Cutting Transfer".
In an instant, the bone whip seemed to come alive, forcefully merging into Upper Moon Five's flesh and blood. As if affected, the flower branches that had been parasitizing his arm began to grow wildly.
"Damn flowers."
Upper Moon Five grabbed the bone whip wrapped around his body and pulled it, slamming his opponent heavily to the ground. Then, he swung his wooden stick and brought it down with a heavy blow.
"Overflow".
As the enormous black shadow drew ever closer, she gritted her teeth and spat out a mouthful of blood. The entire ghost, as if illusory, transformed into thousands upon thousands of petals that scattered and coalesced in the distance.
Yan Sheng knelt on the high platform watching their battle. On the surface, Upper Moon Three clearly seemed to have the upper hand. Not only had it parasitized its opponent, but it had also dodged a fatal attack.
Unfortunately, from the clear viewpoint, Iwakatsu could clearly see that the parasitic flower branches and bone whips were firmly suppressed and unable to spread and grow.
Upper Moon Three's Blood Demon Art has been countered. If she, who is not strong to begin with, cannot recover through parasitism, the injuries she has suffered will not last long.
"Blood Demon Art: Hyperplasia".
Upper Moon Five's hands suddenly swelled, growing larger and larger, shaking all the flower branches off his arms. He reached out and grabbed his opponent, squeezing him tightly in his palms, his grip tightening.
"Tsk, that looks painful." Yan Sheng looked at the oni being squeezed and felt a pang of toothache. Actually, this one's Blood Demon Art was quite good, but it was being countered. Yan Sheng was very interested in this kind of Blood Demon Art that could fight and recover at the same time. If it were facing other oni, probably not many could dodge this move.
"—Ugh, how despicable."
Just when all the onlookers thought the battle was over, Upper Moon Five suddenly let go. The bone whip wrapped around his waist gradually turned from white to red, and his flesh began to be absorbed as if shrinking, leaving a small section of his waist and abdomen looking like a dried-up corpse.
Upper Moon Three fell to the ground without support, her arms unable to lift her up. She looked up, her peach-pink eyes stained blood with her wounds, her gorgeous kimono wrinkled and badly torn.
"cough--."
She still couldn't hold on any longer; the bone whip slipped and fell unconsciously, quickly turning white after detaching from her flesh. Upper Moon Five reacted and quickly moved away from the vicinity of the bone whip.
It was terrifying. He hadn't expected his thick flesh and blood to be absorbed so quickly. He almost lost.
Yan Sheng watched the stalemate for a while before standing up. He looked at both sides and broke the silence with his voice.
"You won. I will explain to Muzan that you will become Upper Moon Three."
"Yes, yes, thank you, Lord Kokushibo."
Upon hearing Yan Sheng's words, the other party was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly. Just when Yan Sheng thought he was about to kill and eat the other party, he saw him scurrying over happily.
"Xiao Tao, are you alright?"
Huh? Huh??
Yan Shengsan stared in shock as the two suddenly became very intimate, supporting each other. Then, the beautiful female ghost named Xiaotao, who had just been full of murderous intent, gave a haughty snort and sulked at the other person.
Damn, so am I part of your Play too?
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