2. Snail

[Result: It's slow as it may be, but I'll do my best to finish this story!]

3. Even wild lilies have their spring.

[Effect: To achieve some success and prove to later Demon Slayer novels that niche themes can also be profitable.]

Finally, I hope everyone can give their support to the most important first order.

Thank you everyone!

that's all.

Become a pillar

Chapter 77 I said, Muzan is a big...

Fudo Hinano, the former Mountain Pillar, died at the hands of a certain Upper Moon demon known for his poison.

Xia Xi really wanted to find out which Upper Moon was behind it.

It's not that I want to avenge him.

They were complete strangers, so there was no question of them avenging someone.

He simply wanted to put an end to a matter concerning Matsuyama Daimon.

That usually calm and composed middle-aged man would lower his voice several octaves whenever he mentioned his deceased disciple.

Having received a favor from someone, one will naturally want to reciprocate in some way.

As for whether or not we can defeat the Upper Moon?

Let's note down who it is first.

Once I'm strong enough to defeat the Upper Moon demon, my first priority will be to seek revenge on the one who used poison.

Xixia squatted down, gently patting Lingyuzi's cheek while calmly gazing into her terrified eyes.

"I ask, you answer."

"Tell me everything you know about Upper Moon."

The ghost girl hesitated.

But as the cold blade of the Nichirin Blade slid between his neck and collarbone, that hesitation was quickly suppressed.

"We rarely see upper moons when we're in the lower moon phase! I don't know much about them either!"

“Say what you know.”

"There are six Upper Moon Lords!"

With a flick of the knife, an eyeball flew out.

"Shall we continue with the next joke?"

The ghost girl covered her eyes and howled for a long time before pitifully saying, "What I mean is, in my understanding, the Upper Moons have never been missing; there have always been six!"

"We Lower Moons are because of the Demon Slayer Corps' miscellaneous Pillars..."

She glanced discreetly at Igarashi beside her, and seeing that he didn't seem to have any intention of joining in to stab her with his sword, she continued speaking.

"In short, apart from a few exceptional lower moons, the other lower moons are either frequently replaced or their positions remain vacant for a long time."

There was even a useless drummer who was expelled from the Twelve Ghost Months for the ridiculous reason that he "didn't eat enough."

Xia Xi: "And what about their abilities?"

Ling Yuzi felt a little guilty: "I only had the opportunity to observe an adult's ability more than ten years ago during the Blood Battle of Shifts... but he didn't seem to use poison."

It means I don't know.

Xia Xi then asked, "What is the 'Switching Bloodbath'? What is the ability of that Upper Moon, and what does it look like?"

"It is a challenge match in which the lower-ranking Ghost Moon challenges the higher-ranking Ghost Moon, and the winner inherits the ranking and Ghost Blood of the losing Ghost Moon."

"As for that person... it seems he just summoned a large number of ice sculptures that shattered and defeated the previous Upper Moon."

"As for his appearance, he's a handsome guy who always likes to laugh, hehehe."

Xia Xi nodded.

Although the description was unclear, he roughly understood.

The Demon Ranking Match and the Ice-type Male Mage.

"What about the other lower moons? You must know by now."

Ling Yuzi gave an awkward smile.

Evil spirits rarely act together; they are even wary of each other and divide up their territories.

In addition, with the frequent changes of the lower moons, she actually... wasn't familiar with any of them.

Xia Xi noticed her predicament.

He then softened his somewhat oppressive demeanor and calmly asked, "So, what do you know about the Ghost King?"

This time, Ling Yuzi trembled violently.

Even though only his upper body remained, he was trembling uncontrollably, and his teeth were chattering softly.

"I...I can't say...it would be too late if I did..."

Xia Xi said, "If you don't talk, you'll die right now."

But this time, the ghost girl shook her head desperately, refusing to utter a single word.

Seeing this, the boy wanted to continue interrogating him.

However, Igarashi shook his head and said, "It's no use. These demons will never reveal any information about Muzan."

Over the years, various swordsmen have tried it.

There's no way to pry open the mouths of these evil spirits.

It's as if they'll face something more terrifying than death the moment they open their mouths.

Hearing this, Xia Xi did not give up.

"Senior brother, I have a bold idea..."

Igarashi: ?

Ling Yuzi:?

Wait, what are you planning to do?!

They saw Xia Xi get up from Ling Yuzi's body, grope for his clothes, and then take off the bag he was carrying...

Then he took out a somewhat rough hammer from inside.

It was left to him as a memento when the Matsuyama Gate was completed at Iwa no Breath.

By the way.

This hammer, this very hammer, is also infused with gorilla-red sand iron and gorilla-red ore.

It was a Japanese-style katana.

He raised the iron hammer in his hand high.

Xia Xi started practicing the breathing technique again.

[Breath of Rock]

[First Form: Blue Silver Messy Cloak!]

The hammer, swung in a wide arc, doesn't rely on any particular technique; it's all about the power and force of the breathing technique.

The hammer blasted into Ling Yuzi's face.

clang!

His facial features collapsed instantly, and blood, snot, and tears splattered everywhere.

The skull was harder than expected, much sturdier than the iron ingots hammered in Songshan.

However, the art of blacksmithing has always required perseverance.

The second hammer fell.

The entire ground seemed to be compressed by an invisible gravity, cracking and denting inch by inch around the point of impact.

Lingyu screamed in agony, trying to struggle and escape.

Then came the third strike.

The fourth strike.

Screams, hammer blows, regeneration, hammer blows...

Cold, precise, repetitive.

This is not venting to evil spirits, but Xia Xi forging an obedient iron ingot in front of the furnace.

With each hammer blow, the sound of the zero-coin gradually weakened.

The skull is shattered.

Xia Xi paused for a moment, like quenching in a forging process, waiting for his head to recover slightly before continuing the forging.

A moment later, the ghost girl's consciousness once again teetered on the brink of collapse.

Xia Xi stopped, holding up the hammer, and said, "This is your last chance."

what chance?

Oh, is it information about Lord Muzan?

it hurts……

It doesn't matter anymore...

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