Demon Slayer: The Demon King is actually a weak girl?!

After giving the answer, Xiao Guanyi came to the door. After a while, the original owner, Muzan's deep voice like hell, was heard -

"Did you ask for my opinion before choosing him?"

Xiao Wu looked at the face that she was so familiar with that she said calmly, "I don't want to ask for your opinion."

"Oh, ridiculous." The original owner laughed instead of getting angry, "Then you will bear the consequences of all this with your body."

"It's still uncertain who will be the one to bear the consequences."

After Xiao Wu finished speaking, he quickly drew out the blood-red Sun Blade and performed the sword form.

"Blood Breathing·Type 1——Blood Mist!"

The bloody storm was overwhelming and swept over.

Then,

"Type II: Flower of Judgment!"

The crimson petals fluttered down, and each petal rolled up into layers of sharp blades, cutting into the body of the original owner, Muzan.

The original owner, Muzan, also revealed the thorny whip all over his body, like an octopus head, rolling everything into the air.

The battle reached a fever pitch.

The whip danced wildly, like a winding and twisting black flame, dyeing the lit room into a gloomy dark color again and again.

Xiao Wu wielded the Sun Blade while skillfully avoiding the continuous attacking whips.

In battle, she was like a leaping fire, emitting bursts of dazzling light in the darkness.

"Sun Breathing, First Form - Round Dance!"

Xiao Wu growled, and the Sun Wheel Sword in his hand was like a shining sun, slashing towards Wuzan with unstoppable force.

Muzan's expression changed drastically: "Breathing of the Sun? Impossible!"

But the familiar red light that was engraved in his bones and flashed towards him made him believe it.

“Ahhhhh——!!”

Muzan roared, his eyes emitting a fierce and ferocious light.

Under his control, the sharp whip seemed to be a living thing circling towards the Sun Blade, causing bursts of metal collision sounds.

The objects in the room were shattered into pieces.

Just then, the door opened.

"Xiao Wu, let me help you!"

I saw Tanjiro standing outside the door, looking at Xiaowu with firm eyes.

He held the black sword tightly in both hands and swept it towards Muzan in the distance, "The God of Fire Kagura! Round Dance——"

"昘——!"

Several of the whips were cut off.

He stared at the enemy closely.

"No pity...

Is this the real Muzan? The one who killed my whole family...

The devil from hell! 」

Xiao Wu was a little surprised: "Tanjiro, can you see him?"

"Ah." Tanjiro nodded, "I saw everything! This guy who tortured you for nearly ten years, this guy who has been a scourge for a thousand years, today, send him to hell!"

Muzan saw the earrings on Tanjiro's ears and was shocked: "Impossible!"

The guy who learned the Breathing of the Sun, the guy who wore Hanafuda earrings...

——Damn it! Today, let him catch them all in one fell swoop!

Wu Canfa went crazy: "Blood Demon Art: Black Blood Thorn!"

He exerted all his strength.

However, when he unleashed his full power, he discovered that his strength was greatly reduced compared to his heyday.

"The effect of the medicine, and the part I took away..." Xiao Wu looked at Wuzan with gloating, "Do you still think you can compare with you back then?"

"What? Impossible..."

On the other hand, Tanjiro continued to perform from the first form to the twelfth form, and then repeated it over and over again.

The same is true for Xiao Wu.

It is obvious that their strength is far inferior to that of Yunichirō, but for some reason, when they fight with them, they seem to be on par with Yunichirō.

Seeing that he was no match for his opponent, Muzan simply planned to split his body into two, just like he did when he fought against Yuan Yishi.

But when he tried to split it, he found that he couldn't split it!

"I took medicine, idiot." Xiao Wu pointed at her cherry lips, then pursed them, with the corners of her lips slightly raised.

Wuzhan: “…”

He looked at Xiao Wu in disbelief, totally unable to believe that he, the dignified Ghost King, was defeated by the female version of himself and a charcoal-selling child.

But he had no choice but to believe it, because he had been forced into a corner by Xiao Wu's powerful attacks.

"No...don't kill me..."

At this moment, Muzan was like a stray dog, and his voice was filled with unprecedented panic.

Taking advantage of this moment, Tanjiro attacked with a decisive thrust, knocking the original owner, Muzan, down directly.

Muzan fell backwards and finally did not get up again.

Thorn Whip's skin instantly turned into smoke and disappeared into the air, without him even having time to say a single last word.

"Win...win!"

Outside the door, cheers from the Demon Slayer Corps were heard.

Just now, when Tanjiro said he wanted to go in, they were quite hesitant because Xiaowu said that if a third person was present, the original owner, Muzan, would disappear.

Unexpectedly, Tanjiro destroyed the real Muzan after only being in there for a short while. It seems that Muzan really took away most of Muzan's power.

If you want to defeat Muzan easily, you have to rely on Muzan himself!

They opened the door.

At this time, Xiao Wu was leaning against the wall, trying to catch his breath.

The power that once supported her in doing evil gradually faded away with the end of the war. She felt the air around her gradually becoming clearer, as well as the changes in her body.

"my body……"

She felt a strange warmth in her body, like the rising sun, permeating from the outside in, and she could no longer feel the coldness and emptiness that belonged to evil spirits.

"Xiao Wu..." Tanjiro supported her gently, his eyes full of joy and relief, "That's great, you are finally free!"

"I am finally...my true self."

Xiao Wu raised his head, his eyes bright as stars.

Her clear eyes met Tanjiro's pomegranate eyes, and a determined smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

At this moment, she...is finally a pure human being!

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The big thing has come to an end.

The real Wuzan died, and Xiaowu became a human.

Good news—there are no more ghosts in the world.

Bad news—Xiao Wu’s wish to return to his original world cannot be realized.

Tanjiro returned to Kumotorishan with his sister, along with Zenitsu and Inosuke.

During this period, Tanjiro wrote letters to Xiaowu, but Xiaowu didn't read them. Because what she wanted to see was not those densely packed words, but Tanjiro himself.

She waited and waited, but Tanjiro didn't come for a month.

Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer and set off to Yunqu Mountain to find him.

"Tanjiro!"

She was wearing a black kimono with flowers embroidered on it, just as she had been when they first met.

At this time, Tanjiro was cooking with three "little friends". When he saw Xiao Wu, he put down his spoon and was very excited.

"Xiao Wu!"

He ran out happily, but when he saw Xiao Wu, he felt a little embarrassed: "Why did you come alone?"

"I'm not coming alone. Who do you want me to bring?" Xiao Wu narrowed his eyes into a pair of half-moon eyes. "Brother Abe, Master Shiya, or Mr. Tomioka Giyu? Who do you want me to bring? Or should I bring all of them?"

"Uh, let's not do that..." Tanjiro smiled bitterly.

He brought Xiao Wu into the house, asked Xiao Wu to sit in the living room and wait, while he continued to go to the kitchen to cook.