I transmigrated at the same time and became the King!

Chapter 210 The Uchiha Education Method: Everyone who's used it says it's amazing!

Genus's affirmative answer brought a smile to Tanjiro's face, and his eyes lit up as if he had seen hope.

"Since the beans can be restored, then Uncle Genus, where are your experimental equipment?! I'll go and bring it to you right away!"

"What else do you need?! Just tell me, and I'll take care of everything for you!!"

Tanjiro would give anything to restore Nezuko. He joined the Demon Slayer Corps for two reasons: to avenge Muzan Kibutsuji and to turn his sister back into a human.

"Little guy, I understand how you feel, but you can't rush things, you know?" Genus sensed Tanjiro's agitation and reached out to stroke Tanjiro's forehead to soothe him.

Although it has been confirmed that Nezuko's demonization and monsterization are based on the same principle, it will not be something that can be done overnight if Nezuko is to get rid of her demonization and return to being human.

Moreover, this matter needs to be decided after Mr. King gives the order.

"This—okay—" Tanjiro, coming to his senses, realized that he had been too hasty.

"Since you have a way to restore his sister to human form, then help this child out. When we get back, we'll bring your experimental equipment over. You should be interested in the ghosts of this world, right? After all, it's similar to monsterization." Ze Feng's voice came from behind, making Genus's expression jump.

Genos immediately turned around, bowed respectfully to Ze Feng, and said, "Mr. King, since you have given the order, I..."

I will do everything in my power to restore everyone in this world, from those who have become ghosts to this child, to their original state.

"Humans know how terrifying ghosts are, but ghosts know how wicked people are."

"There's no need for such a grand display. Just focus on helping this child recover. The other ghosts don't matter."

Ze Feng didn't want to make such a big fuss in the world of Demon Slayer as he was now.

In this world, in some ways, people are far more terrifying than ghosts.

Ghosts merely devour the flesh and blood of others and hunt occasionally, in accordance with the laws of nature—survival of the fittest. But humans are different.

Especially those high-ranking officials and nobles, their ugliness is far more ferocious than that of demons; they are the kind of people who devour others without spitting out the bones.

Moreover, mental torture is far more devastating than physical torture, making life worse than death.

"Understood." Having received Ze Feng's instructions, Genus turned his gaze to Nezuko, who was standing next to Tanjiro.

Then, he turned his attention to Tanjiro.

To take the beans away, you need the guardian's consent.

These are rules that every world must follow.

"Little guy, would you like to let your sister come with me? If she's with me, I can examine her body as quickly as possible, and I can guarantee that when you see her again, she will have returned to her human form," Genus promised Tanjiro.

Now, the opportunity to restore Nezuko is right in front of him; it remains to be seen what Tanjiro will choose.

"That's great, thank you, Uncle Genus." To everyone's surprise, Tanjiro's decision was as decisive as Chaoping had imagined, without the slightest hesitation, as if he had already made up his mind long ago.

"Nezuko, did you hear that? When we meet again, you'll be fully recovered," Tanjiro said to Nezuko with immense excitement.

"Mmm-hmm--" Mizuko nodded repeatedly with a smile. She didn't know why Tanjiro was so happy, but as long as Tanjiro was happy, she was happy too.

"It seems this little guy trusts you a lot," Ze Feng said jokingly as he strolled over to Genus.

"They are so pure. I haven't seen such kind children in many years. But this purity is both a strength and a weakness." Genus was glad that Tanjiro and his sister had remained kind, but he didn't want the children to stay that kind forever.

In this cruel world, one must always be vigilant and wary of everything in order to survive in the long run.

As King said when he came before, 14 is the age for adventure in this world.

If you're not quick-witted, you won't even know how you died.

"Tanjiro, aren't you afraid I'll kidnap your sister for human experimentation and make sure you two never see each other again?" Genus teased Tanjiro, deliberately putting on an evil look.

"No—Uncle Genus, you wouldn't." Tanjiro's answer was decisive, his face still bearing an angelic smile that was both healing and pure.

"Are you so sure I won't?" Genus raised an eyebrow; this child seemed a little different from what he had imagined.

He possesses an extremely subtle ability to distinguish between good and evil at the fastest speed.

He didn't actually show any hostility just now; he was just pretending to be fierce.

"Because you don't smell dangerous. Even though you act fierce, you're just intimidating, not dangerous."

"Including this uncle next to you—who looks somewhat vicious, he's not hostile at all. Oh, I forgot to mention, I have a very keen sense of smell; I can even detect the scent of danger."

"So—uncles, you don't need to worry about me anymore, okay?"

Tanjiro maintained his smile and explained with a relaxed expression.

"You can tell if there's danger by smell? That's a talent. Well, little guy, I underestimated you. You have your own way of avoiding danger, and I don't need to try to change you."

"And you, Midouzi, would you like to come with me?"

Genus turned his attention to the little bean standing to the side, pressing for the little guy's opinion.

The adorable Nezuko shook her head, her gaze shifting between Tanjiro and Genus, before finally leaving the decision to Tanjiro.

She would go with Genos as long as Tanjiro agreed.

"Go, Nezuko, Uncle Genos will help you." Tanjiro gently stroked Nezuko's forehead and gave her the answer.

"Mmm." Mizuko nodded slightly, then jogged over to Genus's side.

Faced with such an adorable creature, Genos was immediately powerless to resist.

He picked up Nezuko and gave Tanjiro a reassuring look.

With me, Genus, here, this little guy will be safe and sound.

"If you've made your decision, let's go." With everything ready, Ze Feng wasted no time and opened the dimensional portal with a thought.

"Buzz~~!!" The dimensional portal appeared, but it stabilized completely in just a few seconds.

Even though Tanjiro was reluctant to part with her, he still waved goodbye to Nezuko.

As Ze Feng, Genos, and Ni Douzi entered the dimensional portal, the enormous portal closed at that moment.

Everything returned to calm.

Only after they left did Zenitsu and Inosuke dare to approach.

"Tanjiro!! You just let them take Nezuko away like that?!" Zenitsu was somewhat dissatisfied with Tanjiro's decision. Although Tanjiro was a friend of their lord, Nezuko had long been an inseparable member of their family. Now that she had been taken away, and they didn't even know where she had been taken, how could they feel at ease?

Besides—his life would be truly torturous if he couldn't see Midouzi!

"Tanjiro!! What you're doing is too risky! Why didn't you discuss it with us first?!" Inosuke called Tanjiro by his name correctly, which was rare for him. It was unclear whether it was because he had called him that many times or because he was angry.

"It's alright, I believe in them." Even when faced with the two men's frantic questioning, Tanjiro's reply remained calm.

It's easy to see how much he trusted Genos and Zefeng.

On the other side of the earth.

On the battlefield between Madara Uchiha and the Nine Hashirama.

The battle was completely one-sided, a one-man show by Uchiha Madara. His eighty-one Wood Release clones were indiscriminately ganging up on the nine Pillar-level swordsmen, relying solely on taijutsu without any ninjutsu enhancement. His tactics were aimed at pushing them to their limits.

Meanwhile, Madara Uchiha, perched atop the high cliff, could clearly see the physical condition of each Pillar-level swordsman through the terrifying insight of his Rinnegan. Their blood flow accelerated, their heart rate increased, and their body temperature soared due to the immense pressure.

However, there is still some distance to go before reaching the limit of activating the markings.

"It seems the pressure isn't enough. They're starting to adapt to this intensity. The sense of despair is still lacking. It seems necessary to use some of my true abilities." Uchiha Madara observed the battlefield, knowing full well that while the pressure from his Wood Release clones was strong, the sense of despair they could create was still insufficient.

Especially now that the battle situation is completely under his control, these pillar-level swordsmen are just objects to be toyed with. Although they are furious, they are unable to turn their anger into motivation, let alone into combat power.

"If I want you to unlock your markings, I'll have to get a little serious. I need to let you experience what death is like."

"But don't worry, even if you are really killed, I have a way to bring you back to life."

As soon as he finished speaking, Madara Uchiha summoned all his Wood Release clones to stop attacking and return to his body.

The Pillar-level swordsmen, who were under heavy attack, were stunned and their eyes focused on the direction of Uchiha Madara.

"What is that guy up to now?!" Shinazugawa Mina shouted.

He was now battered and bruised, furious but unable to vent his anger. Any one of those Wood Release clones could have easily tormented him to the point of near death, let alone nine of them at once.

He was beaten so badly that he had no chance to fight back, and even parrying was extremely difficult. He could be killed if he was not careful.

In fact, these Wood Release clones could have killed him in an instant; it was only because Madara Uchiha held back that this guy developed a misconception about his own strength.

"I haven't felt this tense in years. Lord Madara's strength is beyond imagination." With a calm demeanor, Himejima Gyomei was already prepared to face the storm.

"There's no chance of winning if we fight alone. We see no hope of turning the tide. We must join forces to have even a sliver of a chance of victory." Obanai Iguro was already out of breath. This intense battle had almost completely exhausted his stamina.

"Iguro-san—are you alright?" Kanroji Mitsuri, who was also quite exhausted, asked with concern.

"This is not the time to talk about this—" Obanai Iguro gestured to Mitsuri Kanroji to concentrate, because if this were a real battlefield, this momentary distraction could lead to their instant death.

The sole purpose of this battle is to make them teeter on the brink of life and death and to successfully activate their markings.

However, despite being severely beaten, they were still unable to activate the markings.

But now, an accident has occurred.

"Ouch!! You bastard—you're making me furious!!" As the water pillar, Giyu Tomioka's form changed abruptly with a low roar.

Marks appeared on his cheeks.

"Tomioka, you—you succeeded?!" Shinazugawa Minako stared wide-eyed in shock. He had thought he would be the first person to successfully activate his Demon Slayer Mark, but unexpectedly, it was Tomioka Giyuu, who had always been at odds with him, who activated his mark directly.

"Is this the Demon Slayer Mark?" Shinobu Kocho, who was not far away, noticed Giyu Tomioka, who had activated his Demon Slayer Mark, and began to memorize all the physical condition and characteristics of his body after activating the Mark.

"Tomioka is exuding a dangerous aura right now, and these so-called markings—they're quite gorgeous, I admit it!!" As the Sound Hashira, Tengen Uzui was deeply attracted by the markings the moment he saw them.

He didn't care at all that he would die at the age of twenty-five after activating his markings.

He wants anything that's glamorous enough!

"The pressure just now was really immense; it almost made me breathless—" Tokito Muichiro's eyes were resolute, and his aura shifted repeatedly. Under everyone's incredulous gaze, he also activated his Demon Slayer Mark.

"Another person has awakened their Demon Slayer Mark?! Looks like I need to step up my game too." The optimistic and cheerful Retsugoku Kyojuro wasn't annoyed by the fact that others had awakened their Demon Slayer Marks; instead, he felt full of motivation.

"Now that someone has already activated their mark, I don't need to hide it anymore." Gyomei Himejima, the strongest of the nine pillars, had no intention of continuing the act.

He crossed his arms and activated the markings very naturally.

As the strongest Pillar-level swordsman, he was capable of activating his Demon Slayer Mark, but he had never done so because he had never encountered a demon whose strength matched his own.

Moreover, he is already over 25 years old, and if the markings are activated, he might not live past today.

"You've activated Xingming too?! Damn it!!!" Shinazugawa Sane's mindset underwent a huge change.

Three people suddenly appeared who had activated their markings. He was extremely confident in his own strength, but he couldn't even get into the top three.

His anger surged, stimulating the nerves in his brain. The anger made his heart beat faster and his body temperature soar, instantly activating his markings.