Fox Demon: Heaven rewards diligence; I will eventually achieve divine mastery of martial arts.

Lin Yu said.

Upon hearing the word "relax," even Tanjiro Kamado couldn't help but exclaim in surprise:

"Does the master mean to relax? Really?"

"Of course, cultivation requires a balance of intensity and rest, but I will have you continue your practical training later tonight."

Upon hearing Lin Yu's words, Tanjiro Kamado looked hesitant to speak.

For more than a month, he has had virtually no time to rest.

The phrase "moderation and balance" sounded somewhat strange coming from Lin Yu's mouth.

Although he had some doubts in his mind, Tanjiro Kamado ultimately didn't say it aloud.

After Lin Yu finished speaking, he never appeared again.

Tanjiro Kamado could only wander around the town and explore.

The New Year had just passed a few days ago, and the town was still filled with a joyful atmosphere. He could see a group of children running in the streets, and in the distance, a boy was leading three or four children on a stroll.

The children held sugar figurines in their hands, with big bubbles coming out of their noses, but their smiles were unmistakable.

Tanjiro Kamado was in a daze, and vaguely remembered the time he spent with his younger brother and sister.

If Hanako, Takeo, and the others were still here, perhaps they could be like the group of people in front of them now, eating sugar figurines, humming songs, chatting and laughing. Maybe he could even take some sweet rice cakes home for his mother.

Thinking of this, he clenched his fists.

He still remembers the scent of his enemy, but after passing through so many towns, he has not smelled that scent again.

However, Tanjiro Kamado believes that as long as he perseveres, one day he will be able to find the other party and defeat him personally.

At that moment, Tanjiro Kamado felt a touch on his back.

He turned around and realized it was Nezuko who had been following him, her eyes filled with concern.

Nezuko seems to have become increasingly sleepy lately, spending most of her daytime sleeping in her temporary accommodation.

To make Nezuko more comfortable, Tanjiro Kamado simply used an unwanted bamboo basket he bought from a villager to create an opaque container.

This not only blocks out the sunlight but also allows you to sleep while traveling.

Incidentally, it can also be used as a weight for your training.

Today, it was unusual for me to take a walk in town with myself, but I never expected that Nezuko would see me in such a disheveled state.

"I'm sorry, Nezuko, for making you worry. I was just thinking about Hanako and the others. But don't worry, I'm perfectly fine."

Tanjiro Kamado's tightly clenched hands relaxed.

No matter how sad he is, it's no use, at least he still has Nezuko.

At the same time, he also hopes that his journey will lead him to a way to turn the ghost back into a human.

Of course, he had also been inquiring about Mount Sagiri, which Tomioka had mentioned. He had heard from others that Mount Sagiri was not far from where he was now.

His journey seemed to be coming to an end. He also heard from Lin Yu that there would be even more arduous training tasks after entering the Narrow Mist Mountain.

After all, there's still some time to travel, so training will be squeezed in whenever possible.

However, he was already somewhat looking forward to the training Lin Yu had mentioned. After all, he already felt that he had become so much stronger. If he could fully immerse himself in training for a period of time, he would definitely become even stronger.

Thinking about this, Tanjiro Kamado realized that his mind was filled with thoughts of training and revenge.

"Forget it, let's rest. Since Master has given us time to relax, we should enjoy it."

"Nezuko, let's go! Let's go shopping together, it's been so long!"

Just then, Tanjiro Kamado's nose twitched slightly as he smelled a strange odor.

The pungent smell of blood made him glance at it sideways.

But when he turned around, he found that the smell had disappeared into the vast sea of ​​people.

"Is it an illusion?"

Tanjiro Kamado muttered something, while Nezuko tilted her head and looked at him with a puzzled expression.

"Oh, sorry, sorry, let's hurry up."

Tanjiro Kamado scratched his head and decided to ignore it.

After all, it's a rare time to rest, so we should cherish it.

What he didn't notice was that, amidst the bustling crowd, another figure was watching the two of them.

A pair of eyes, gleaming with a faint red light, revealed a hint of doubt.

Once the two had disappeared from sight, the figure vanished back into the crowd.

At this moment, Lin Yu, who resided deep within Tanjiro Kamado's soul, smiled slightly:

"Finally found them. Let me see if each ghost harbors an extraterrestrial demon." (End of Chapter)

Chapter 250 Fighting the Ghost

Night fell completely, and the streets were deserted.

Tanjiro Kamado found it strange; this was the first time he had ever gone out so late at night.

Nezuko had originally planned to come along, but Lin Yu told her that he needed to come alone.

So this time he traveled light, leaving all his luggage at his accommodation.

His only possession was a hand axe.

"Master, at this hour, are there still any people around?"

Tanjiro Kamado walked down the street and asked.

In the past, dealing with thugs and robbers was mostly done at dusk, which was when they were looking for targets to commit their crimes.

"Don't ask too many questions, you'll know when you get to your destination."

Lin Yu remained calm and collected; his mind had long since locked onto the ghostly creature.

"But be prepared, this time we won't be dealing with the same kind of people as before."

Lin Yu offered a reminder.

This immediately made Tanjiro Kamado's heart skip a beat. Lin Yu had never said much about the opponents he had faced before.

I gave him a special reminder today, which made him realize that something was amiss.

However, more than a month of fighting has made him accustomed to it. He is no longer unfamiliar with combat, and the fear and trepidation he felt about the unknown have disappeared. Instead, he has developed a stronger fighting spirit.

When the battles first began, he was able to see his own shortcomings every time, and Lin Yu would also point out where he went wrong.

After more than a month of fighting, he has become accustomed to combat and has become much more experienced.

But as a result, he could no longer feel any improvement in his combat abilities.

Lin Yu's reminder made him realize that perhaps today's battle was different from before.

They traveled in silence, winding through the streets, until Tanjiro Kamado arrived at the impoverished area of ​​the village.

He was somewhat puzzled, as those thugs and robbers had absolutely no interest in the poor.

Just then, Tanjiro Kamado sensed something was wrong.

He twitched his nostrils, a foul odor lingering around his nose. Dirt and disorder were the norm in impoverished areas, but amidst these unpleasant smells, he detected a bloody scent!

Moreover, the intensity of the attack was so great that even Tanjiro Kamado, who was used to seeing bloodshed, couldn't help but frown.

At the same time, he also smelled a slightly familiar scent.

Because of the distinctive scent, he immediately remembered that it was the scent he had smelled when he was shopping with Nezuko that evening.

"Follow the breath; that is your opponent today."

Lin Yu said calmly.

Tanjiro Kamado took a breath, a look of seriousness flashing in his eyes, and quickly ran towards the source of the smell.

The closer you get, the stronger the stench of blood becomes, almost nauseating.

He quickened his pace and soon spotted his target.

It was a house located on the very edge of the village, its door so badly damaged it looked as if it had been violently smashed open by a tree stump.

As they drew closer, they could hear a series of faint, rustling sounds coming from the air.

It sounded like chewing minced meat, accompanied by sounds similar to sucking out marrow.

Tanjiro Kamado gripped his axe tighter and silently approached the room.

He didn't rush in; his many battles had taught him the importance of observation beforehand.

Through the door, in the dim moonlight, Tanjiro Kamado saw the scene inside and his eyes widened in horror.

The children I had just passed by on the street were now lying haphazardly on the ground, their thin faces contorted with fear, and a flower of blood blooming on their necks.

At this moment, a thin man was lying on the stomach of the oldest boy, his body heaving as he devoured his food.

The boy's face showed despair, resentment, and above all, fear.