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

Following Muzan's loud cry, two souls appeared faintly.

One of them was a man, wearing a white haori with a green tortoise shell pattern on the same pattern as half of Tomioka Giyu's clothes, and a white fox mask so his face could not be seen; the other was a little girl, very young, wearing a black sleeveless shirt with cute pink florals showing through it, and she wore the fox mask to the side, revealing her cute little face.

Muzan knew that the man was called Sento and the woman was called Makomo, and both were considered Tanjiro's predecessors, but they died early.

"Who are you? How do you know our names?" Santo pointed the wooden sword at Muzan with a hint of hostility.

Muzan bowed politely to them and said, "Nice to meet you. My name is Xiao Wu, and I am the stepson of the Wind Pillar, Master Fuzugawa Shima."

"I think she is not a bad person." Zhen Gu said to Xuantu with his chin in his hand and a smile on his face.

But Santu thought Muzan looked suspicious: "So how do you know our names?"

Wuzan told the truth: "I saw it in a book."

——She was not wrong, she really saw it in a novel.

"..." Xuantu was speechless for a moment.

What kind of book would have his name written on it? Could it be a diary written by Mr. Urokodaki?

Is this true or not...

"Well then," Muzan bowed to them, "I will take my leave now."

Zhen Gu was very surprised: "Huh? Are you leaving now? You came to see us, I thought something happened."

Wuzan still had a decent smile on his face: "No. I just thought that since I'm here, I might as well take a look."

It’s like arriving at a tourist attraction. Even though it doesn’t seem to mean much, you still go and check in, after all, you’re already here.

Just like that, the three of them looked at each other, and only Muzan was contented.

She nodded politely again, then turned around and ignored the messy look on Xuantu and Zhengu's face, and walked down the mountain lightly.

……

When I returned to Shimi's house, I didn't expect that Shimi was not at home.

It was a pity that he sent Shuanglai to urge her, but in the end he was still not there after all the trouble.

However, Muzan thought that it was also possible that he had just returned home tragically and was called away by endless tasks, without even having time to sit on the bench at home.

Wow, Dangzhu is so busy!

She decided to wait until she became the pillar, and once she achieved her goal, she would disappear from the world and let others guess.

Arriving at the practice room, Wu Canping cleared his mind and began to recall what he had learned in the past few months.

When she first came into contact with breathing techniques, Gotanda Shirou and Fushigawa Miya taught her the Breathing of Wind. In the past two days, she has carefully studied the Breathing of Water demonstrated by Tanjiro.

And before that, Rengoku Kyojuro had demonstrated the Breathing of Flame to her, and there was also the whole process of Kanroji Mitsuri not being able to learn the Breathing of Flame and creating her own breathing method...

If Sun Breathing is the ancestor of all breathing methods, and all current breathing methods are derivatives of Sun Breathing, then conversely, if all breathing methods were combined, wouldn't it be closer to Sun Breathing?

Although it is not the same as the true Sun Breathing, it is closer to the Sun Breathing than any other breathing method...

Holding the wooden sword tightly in his hand, Muzan swung his arm and swung the sword upwards.

"Wind Breathing, Form 4 - Rising into the sand and dust."

Several strong winds rose, and the colors in the air were faintly stirring.

——No, it’s not enough. She is far from the strength that Shiya used.

It is the determination to cut off all evil and the strong wind of justice that blows away the injustice in the world.

And she herself is evil.

The essence of breathing therapy is to allow oxygen to fill every capillary through a special way of breathing, thereby stimulating human potential and achieving many things that one cannot do by oneself.

However, the sword type is not limited to the surface, just like the name of each breathing method, it itself is richer with a certain soul.

In the past, Shimi had told her: "Xiao Wu, take your hatred for ghosts, turn into a rolling whirlwind, and use your whole body to cut this sword."

Yesterday, Tanjiro said to her: "Water is both hard and soft. When I use water breathing, I am water."

And before, Kyojuro also said: "You all have your own advantages, but the most important thing is to have a loving heart, and the flame of passion in your heart will never go out."

If one's own awareness is not sufficient, then even if one tries one's best to imitate, it will only be in form but not in soul.

But what did she realize?

What enlightenment could she have?

All she wants now is to completely disrupt the balance of this world...

She slowly walked to the corner and replaced the wooden sword in her hand with a solid steel knife. She raised the blade in her hand again and cleared her mind of all distracting thoughts.

Her lips, which were painted with crystal rouge, curled up quietly, and she chuckled and said, "Hey, Boss Xia, I thought of a very good thing.

“If everyone dies with me in the air, with our bodies exploding and flying around like watermelons, with blood splashing all over the mountain and the ground, wouldn’t that be like wind, water, and fire?

"What should I call it then..."

The petite figure leaped up lightly, the sword light danced dazzlingly, and rolled up a gorgeous pomegranate-colored sword light.

Then land gently on your toes, perfectly.

"Type 1, Blood Mist."