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

"It's a kind of fighting spirit similar to Akaza's, but even more powerful. It carries the scent of blood and qi. I can sense that if we can master the cultivation method of this power, we will become unprecedentedly powerful."

As Kokushibo spoke, a strong light flashed in all three pairs of eyes.

For him, his whole life was a pursuit of greater power.

But now, as Upper Moon One, his strength, speed, and skills have reached their limits. If he wants to break through again, he must obtain new power.

His original goal was the Blue Spider Lily, but now Tanjiro Kamado has given him a new direction.

"But given his strength, is there any chance of capturing him?"

Muzan Kibutsuji frowned; the extremely cautious man had already sensed a great danger emanating from Tanjiro Kamado.

Kokushibo knew Muzan Kibutsuji's personality, and he spoke firmly:

“If we master his mysterious power, we will be able to stand against my brother, Yoriichi Tsugikuni.”

A flicker of fear crossed Muzan Kibutsuji's eyes at the mention of that name. (End of Chapter)

Chapter 281 Post-War Reactions

Muzan Kibutsuji's life was tragic from the very beginning, until he became a demon and began to experience a different kind of life.

He did whatever he wanted, doing all the things he had never dared to or could not do before.

Until that man appeared.

For Muzan Kibutsuji, it was a nightmare.

The blade, so fast he couldn't even see it, enveloped him, and in that instant he felt the threat of death.

So without any hesitation, he used his disintegration to escape from there.

From then on, he lived a life of hiding and running until the man died, at which point he was able to resume his active life.

However, having witnessed that person's power, he still dared not do anything too outrageous. Therefore, he created the Twelve Demon Moons, not only for his own purposes but also to help him detect dangers.

As a result, four of the Upper Moons have been killed by one person, and two others almost died there.

And now Kokushibo has to figure out a way to capture the other party alive?

Isn't this a bit too funny?

Although Kokushibo's offer was very tempting to him, it was still not enough for Muzan Kibutsuji.

"We'll discuss this later."

"Kibutsuji Muzan said coldly."

Upon hearing this, Kokushibo immediately understood what Muzan Kibutsuji was thinking.

He couldn't help but sigh, knowing that his words had failed to move the other party.

However, Kokushibo was also well aware of the immense trauma his brother had inflicted on Muzan Kibutsuji.

However, he was not qualified to judge Muzan Kibutsuji, since Yoriichi Tsugikuni's existence was more profound to him.

Anyone who has ever faced that person will inevitably carry a lingering sense of fear in their heart.

At this moment, Muzan Kibutsuji turned his gaze to Akaza and immediately let out a cold snort.

"Although we encountered an unpredictable and formidable enemy this time, as I said before, if you fail again, I will not spare you. But these are special times, so..."

Muzan Kibutsuji raised his hand, and his arm twisted and grew into a terrifying tentacle made of flesh and blood.

Tentacle-like columnar objects, like transfer tubes, were inserted into Akaza's forehead, "glug-glug" transferring Muzan Kibutsuji's blood into his body.

“If you can’t handle it, then it’s worthless.”

Kibutsuji Muzan's indifferent crimson eyes flickered, and his cold words thus announced Akaza's fate.

Akaza didn't have time to say anything. At this moment, the veins on his body were bulging, spreading from his forehead to his neck and then to his chest. The sinner tattoos on his body were no longer neat because of these veins.

As Muzan Kibutsuji injected more blood, Akaza's head began to deform completely, becoming utterly deformed.

Muzan Kibutsuji only stopped inputting the power after Akaza's entire upper body had turned into a writhing mass of flesh.

"And you, your current state is simply not enough, so like Akaza, if you can't bear it, then die."

Kibutsuji Muzan turned his gaze to Kokushibo.

In fact, Kokushibo's previous combat strength had already satisfied him quite a bit.

However, this defeat instilled a sense of crisis in Muzan Kibutsuji, and he realized that Kokushibo's fighting strength was still insufficient. So, without hesitation, he transformed his other hand into a tentacle and inserted it into Kokushibo's chest, beginning to frantically pump blood into him.

Kokushibo's veins bulged instantly, but unlike Akaza, he didn't succumb. He merely let out a muffled groan before bowing down and prostrating himself before Muzan Kibutsuji:

"The fault in this battle is indeed due to my lack of ability. I am grateful that you have not abandoned me, and I will definitely fulfill all your orders in the future."

Kokushibo's words were sincere, and it was true that he thought so too.

Kibutsuji Muzan nodded in satisfaction, the dissatisfaction in his eyes fading slightly.

He had always been relatively at ease with Kokushibo, because in addition to being quite satisfied with Kokushibo, Kokushibo's attitude had always been very good, which pleased him greatly.

The input continued, and Kokushibo began to show obvious changes, but these changes were different from those of Akaza.

It wasn't some grotesque or bizarre change, but rather blades piercing through his body, with countless eyes embedded in the blades, blinking occasionally and looking around.

Kokushibo remained in a prostrate position, his expression shifting and changing.

When Muzan Kibutsuji stopped inputting the power, the blades on Kokushibo's body also stopped moving, slowly closed, and finally merged into his body and disappeared.

"Please suspend all activities for now. I will call you if I need anything."

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan ordered.

"Yes, Lord Muzan."

Kokushibo nodded in agreement.

Then, amidst the layers of portals, Muzan Kibutsuji disappeared without even glancing at Akaza on the ground.

Kokushibo glanced at Akaza and shook his head.

This is both a punishment and an opportunity for Akaza.

Akaza is actually only one step away from that realm. If Akaza can hold on this time, he will definitely be able to break through to that realm.

"You'll be very happy then, won't you?"

Kokushibo murmured, but the image of the red-haired boy appeared in his mind.

After absorbing the blood given to him by Muzan Kibutsuji, he felt himself becoming stronger once again.

Although they are still not as strong and fast as their opponent, they will definitely not be defeated as easily as last time.

Unfortunately, Muzan Kibutsuji has no desire to touch that boy right now, otherwise he might very well have obtained the training method from Tanjiro Kamado.

Perhaps if he possessed the other person's cultivation method, he would be able to surpass that person.

"younger brother……"

In the vast, empty city, amidst Akaza's painful groans, a murmur flickered.

…………

In a family of pharmacists somewhere in Asakusa, a portal appeared, and a young boy landed on the ground.

Upon closer inspection, one would notice that the young man has plum-red eyes with an indifferent expression.

This is the transformed Muzan Kibutsuji.

"I never expected that after so much time, another person as strong as him would appear."

He pondered, the suggestion from Kokushibo flashing through his mind.

It's impossible for Muzan Kibutsuji not to be tempted. For him, Yoriichi Tsugikuni has always been an insurmountable obstacle.

Although he has become much stronger over the past two hundred years, he still feels that he is no match for Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

Now that a rare opportunity has presented itself to surpass Yoriichi Tsugikuni, how could he not be excited?

But there is no doubt that there are risks involved.

He didn't know how strong his opponent was, nor whether he was a match for him.

He prefers to become stronger rather than stronger.

So he chose to play it safe. He snorted and stood in front of a table full of reagent bottles.

Although he cared about Tanjiro Kamado, he didn't actually care that much.

After all, he's just a human. If he hides, he can simply wait until the human lifespan is exhausted.

The most important thing now is to concoct a potion that can suppress sunlight.

"Blue spider lily, where are you?"

"Kibutsuji Muzan said softly."

…………

The Hashirama Conference was convened again.

However, this time it wasn't just Pillar-level swordsmen; there were many more people.