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

It is impossible to become Shinobu Kocho's stepson. These pillars will not accept disciples casually. What's more, Muzan does not want to learn Shinobu Kocho's Insect Breathing, which is like European fencing.

All she had to learn was the foundation laid before she plagiarized Tanjiro's Breathing of the Sun.

Sword skills that were not intended to cut off the neck but only injected with poison were of no use to her.

"I can learn anything, Lord Insect Pillar, just introduce a trainer to me." Muzan said sincerely.

——As long as it’s not the insect breath that can cut off your neck.

"In that case..." Shinobu Kocho thought seriously, "Then you should go to the Forest Mountain and find an old man named Gotanda Shirou, and tell him that Shinobu Kocho asked you to come."

"Well, thank you."

Wuzan smiled, thinking secretly in his heart -

"This line sounds familiar. Is this the same line used by the Demon Slayer Corps when introducing trainees?"

"Do you need someone to take you there?" Shinobu Kocho seriously doubted whether the delicate geisha in front of her could reach the mountain alive.

Aya, Mika and Reiya were also very worried about Muzan's safety. Even Kanao, who had been turning a deaf ear to what was happening outside, came over, leaned against the table and looked at them quietly, not knowing what she was thinking.

"I can do it." Wuzan's eyes curved up like two crescent moons as he smiled. "When I was in the brothel, the mama-san's dance training was also very strict. I am a woman who can dance all night long."

Shinobu Kocho frowned, "But dancing is different from this, right? And have you really thought it through? To become a swordsman, not to mention how hard the missions are, there's a high chance you'll die in the selection exam."

"Thank you, Miss Shinobu. You are such a good person. If I die, I will definitely bless you in heaven."

Butterfly Shinobu: “…”

……

After making up his mind, Muzan picked up the packages they had prepared for him and set out for the dense forest mountain.

What she didn't expect was that when she was packing her package, Chanao, who had been standing silently in the distance, actually took the initiative to put a bottle of soda into her package.

Although Muzan said thank you to her at that time, Kanao still said nothing and just smiled without saying anything.

“Even though she doesn’t say anything, she’s a very warm-hearted person.

It’s a pity that I’m a ghost and can’t taste such delicious soda…”

It takes ordinary people two or three days to walk from Butterfly House to Jungle Mountain. But Muzan is different. She can ask Mingnu to teleport her there with one click.

——However, she couldn't do that.

"If you go there in person, aren't you afraid that your identity will be exposed and you will be caught by the enemy?"

The low voice of the original owner Muzan suddenly sounded, and then a handsome and cold face gradually appeared in front of Muzan, with a grim look in his eyes.

"What a lousy boss." Wuzan smiled at him, "I'm not even afraid of you, so why would I be afraid of them?"

"Haha, that's right." The original owner Wuzan raised the corners of his mouth and smiled evilly.

And that smile made Wuzan want to hit him.

The moon is dark and the wind is strong, the night is deep.

In the wilderness, the shadows of trees are swaying.

In the distance, the grass was swaying left and right, and dark shadows were moving in the darkness.

Suddenly, the original owner Muzan turned his head vigilantly, grabbed Muzan's hand and pulled her aside.

"Xiao Wu, protect my body..."

"What?" Wuzan frowned.

But the next second, only hers was left in their clasped hands, and the original owner, Muzan, had disappeared.

The warmth between my palms disappeared in an instant, and I felt empty.

Wuzan looked forward.

A ferocious evil ghost appeared, staring at Wuzan with a pair of golden eyes, then leaped into the air and pounced towards Wuzan.

"Fresh woman!"

He roared and bared his fangs and claws, but the next second, he fell to the ground uncontrollably, as if he was sucked by the earth.

The golden-eyed ghost was shocked: "You... Could it be that you are..."

In the thick night, Wuzan's beautiful crimson eyes flashed with a beast-like cold light. She approached step by step, and the evil ghost was like being held down by someone, unable to move an inch.

The sky-blue nails grew longer and sharper, and Muzan grabbed the ghost's hair and lifted him up.

The scalp was torn and it hurt, but the ghost didn't dare to cry out in pain. He just kept saying, "Lord Muzan, please forgive me..."

Wu Can's face was as cold as frost, and he asked coldly: "Don't you know that it is very rude to disturb others?"

"I'm sorry, I won't dare to do it again..." The golden-eyed ghost was shaking and shivering.

Muzan exerted force with his arms and smashed the ghost into the tree trunk nearby.

The golden-eyed ghost screamed, severe pain continuously penetrating every pore of his body, and he felt as if his spine was broken.

The terrifying wooden clogs came over again, and Muzan came over again.

She asked expressionlessly, "What's your name?"

"I..." He was so frightened that he could hardly speak clearly, "My name is Lulu."

"windlass?"

Muzan thought quickly in his mind and immediately remembered that this guy would be the Lower Moon Two of the Twelve Demon Moons - Windwheel in two years, and it was he who carved the words in his eyes with his own hands back then.

However, he was soon "fired" according to the original plot.

It’s just that Lu Lu’s hairstyle now is a little different from what it was later, so I didn’t recognize him at first.

"Windwheel." Muzan said to the scared Windwheel who was about to pee his pants, "Aren't you so bold as to ask me to give you more blood? Then I will satisfy you."

Ruri looked puzzled, and suddenly had a bad feeling: "Lord Muzan, I didn't..."

Before he could finish his words, they were replaced by a shrill scream.

I saw a huge muscle growing out of nowhere on Muzan's arm, with a thick spike emerging from the front end, then it turned around and stabbed fiercely into the neck of the winch.

“Ah——!! Ah——!!…”

As a large amount of blood was injected, the windlass rolled on the ground in pain, the skin all over his body turned red and surging, almost exploding.

He hated himself for being so blind that he didn't recognize that it was the most noble and supreme Lord Muzan;

He hated himself even more. He hated himself for not asking for divination before going out. Some people are destined not to be recognized, and some roads are destined not to be taken...

……

I don't know how long it was before raindrops fell from the sky, and each drop was like a bean, waking up the windlass.

He opened his eyes and saw the dark sky, feeling that everything was so unreal.

He...is not dead?

He sat up with a jerk, opened his palms, and immediately felt a tremendous force coming from his internal organs.

That feeling is like a rushing torrent and a waterfall to the sky!

"I held on... I held on!"

——He endured so much blood!

"Great!" Lu Lu clenched his fists, raised his head and pointed at the moon, "I've become stronger... I've become stronger!

"I can advance to the Twelve Demon Moons!"

It's great to meet Muzan by chance!

Ruri was full of confidence: "Well, let's set a small goal first, challenge the Lower Moon Six, Xiang Kai, and start a bloody battle of replacement!"

He felt that his life was full of hope and his future was bright!

……

On the other side, Muzan, who didn't care about the windlass, had already walked a long way away.

And beside her, the original owner, Muzan, finally appears.

“He actually managed to bear it?” The original owner, Wuzan, felt a little unbelievable.

"Yeah." Wuzan touched his eyebrows and said, "Maybe he can become one of the Twelve Demon Moons in the future."

"Oh, impossible." The original owner Wuzan insisted.

The two walked for a while, and the original owner Muzan suddenly said to Muzan: "You go to the Infinite City, and wait three days and then let Mingnu teleport you to the mountain for training."

"That makes sense." Wuzan looked at the original owner Wuzan and smiled, "You really are worthy of being a scumbag boss."

The original owner Wuzan didn't understand what he meant and thought he was praising him.

His sexy thin lips couldn't help but bend upwards, and he felt an unprecedented feeling from the inside out.

"carefree".

……

Muzan accepted the advice of the trash boss, and three days later, asked Mingnu to teleport him to a mud pond near the dense forest mountain.

The former Wind Pillar, Gotanda Shirou, who lived in the dense forest mountain, had received a letter from Shinobu Kocho a long time ago, and would look out at the foot of the mountain from time to time every day.

Today, he finally saw Muzan's small figure before dawn.

The girl's hair was disheveled and her beautiful kimono was covered in plaster. It was obvious that she had suffered a lot to get here.

The old man felt a pang of bitterness in his heart. He seemed to see his sister who had passed away forty years ago: "My child, you have worked hard."

Wuzan shook his head and smiled innocently: "No, it's not hard for me at all."

"Come with me."

Gotanda took Muzan up the mountain.

Muzan pondered secretly in her heart, she remembered that the trainers in the books were all very strict, so why was this former Wind Pillar so gentle?

What she didn't know was that Gotanda was also thinking in his heart at this moment. Shinobu Kocho said in the letter that this girl was very delicate. Could she really endure this hardship?

"It's only a flash in the pan. He'll go back crying in less than a week."

After all, that was what happened to his long-deceased sister, so she was eaten by a ghost when she returned...

……

One of the important reasons why Shinobu Kocho recommended Muzan to go to the dense forest mountain where the former Wind Pillar was located was that there were large tracts of forest here, so dense that not a single ray of light could penetrate even during the day.

When Giyu Tomioka first met Komu, no light could penetrate the forest where they were.

I have to say that nature is really magical. It always creates some weird habitats.

It is as vast as the Milky Way and a masterpiece of nature.

Gotanda Shiro also had an apprentice who he had been training for more than a year. He was a sixteen-year-old boy named Abe Shi.

"Xiao Wu, my name is Abe Zhi, and from today on I will be your senior brother." Abe Zhi looked at the maturely dressed girl in front of him, "I am sixteen years old, Xiao Wu, how old are you?"

Wuzan lowered his head and pursed his lips, smiling shyly: "Senior Abe, I am also sixteen this year."

"Ah, that's it."

Abezhi changed his mind and wondered if he shouldn't ask a girl her age.

"Girls in Yoshiwara Yuukoku tend to dress more maturely, right?"

……

In this way, Muzan's swordsmanship learning began.

She wiped off her lipstick, tied her hair into a high ponytail, and put on the white sword uniform given to her by Master Gotanda.

She guessed that the old man might have many sets of clothes of different models at home, because this set of fencing clothes was the same as the one Abe was wearing.

The task that Master Gotanda gave her for the first day was to go down the mountain to pick a small flower that only blooms at the foot of the mountain and return to the original place within a limited time.

This was no pressure at all for Muzan, but in order to maintain her character, she deliberately delayed time on the road, and arrived late only after the limited time had passed for a long time.

"You're late," Gotanda Shirou announced.

Wuzan panted and leaned against the tree: "Master, I'm so tired..."

Hearing Muzan's voice, Abeshi put away his Nichirin Sword and ran over, saying with concern: "Xiaowu, you must be very tired, right? Come into the house and have a drink of water and something to eat."

"Hmm~" Wuzan raised his smiling face, "Senior brother, you are so nice to me."

“Hmm…” Abe Shige stared at Muzan and felt warmth in his chest.

Gotanda watched speechlessly as Abeshi dragged Muzan away, and then said to their backs: "We have other training today, and the flower picking mission will continue tomorrow."

"Yes, Master!"

The two answered in unison.

……

In the days that followed, Muzan continued to deliberately delay time, but he was intentionally shortening the time.

She was also basically certain that Gotanda would not follow her when she went down the mountain.

"Mingnu."

She called in her mind,

"Send me to the Infinite Castle, and at the same time, teleport all the upper rank ones there."

Then, her figure disappeared halfway up the dense forest mountain.

……

Somewhere in Infinite City.

The woman with the scallion-white ponytail and the man with the seaweed-green short hair looked at each other, disbelief written all over their faces.

And before their eyes was an endless, bottomless, and intricate building.

"Brother," Daki stared at Jifu Taro in horror, "The Infinite City... was teleported here, which means that another Upper Rank has been killed!"

Jifu Taro quickly thought about those people in his mind, but he couldn't figure it out. He grinned and said, "Who could it be?"

——You can’t guess it anyway, so you’ll know when you go there, right?

Dakimaki jumped onto Jifutaro's back, and Jifutaro carried Dakimaki on his back. The two of them jumped onto a suspended mobile room, and then moved thousands of miles away at an extremely fast speed...

……

A moment.

"Jifutaro, you're here with your sister. You two siblings have such a good relationship~" The man greeted the brother and sister who had just "got off the elevator" with a smile.

After he finished laughing, he opened his eyes, revealing rainbow colored eyes.

In the two eyeballs, there were two black calligraphy characters "Upper String" and "弐" engraved respectively.

He is none other than Douma, the Upper Second of the Twelve Demon Moons.

"Mr. Douma, long time no see." Jifutaro greeted him symbolically.

There was a tinkling sound in the corner, and with a "gurgle" sound, a vase rolled to the center of everyone's vision.

"Jigu~jigu~"

The boiling water churned, the water squeezed the air, and accompanied by an indescribable sound, an abstract human face as white as a dead fish emerged from the vase.

The human face shook the eyes on its forehead and the eyes under its nose, opened its mouth on both sides of its face, and then there was another strange sound, and the human face squeezed out the torso under its neck.

The eyes and mouth swapped their positions and the two normal-sized arms were gone. There were only two rows of fat, baby-sized arms and hands that moved around like a centipede.

He is none other than the "vase boy" among the Twelve Demon Moons - Jade Pot, Upper Five.

Yu Hu opened the thick green lips where his eyes were, and a weird voice followed: "Oh my, this is incredible, Jifu Taro is still alive? So the one who died is..."

"Ah... So scary..." Not far away, an old man with a face as beautiful as Prajna was hiding under the table, muttering to himself in a neither loud nor soft voice.

He is Upper Rank Four - Hantengu.

Douma took a step back and gasped, his two beautiful eyes widened: "Why hasn't Lord Akaza come yet? Could it be that... my best friend died?"

As he spoke, he squeezed his eyes and cried, wiping his tears with his hands.

Just as he was crying, suddenly a powerful fist hit him and smashed half of Douma's head like tofu.

A tough boy's voice came from behind: "Don't mention me."

"Wow, it's Akaza, you're not dead!" Douma's mouth on the lower half of his face opened and closed, and his entire head recovered in an instant, "You scared me to death, I was worried about you just now. I see your fist is a little stronger than last time. I guess death is not as easy as before~"

As soon as he finished speaking, Akaza became so angry that veins popped out all over his body and the tattoos on his body bulged out.