Demon Slayer: After raising Shinobu, I died in front of her.

"Hehe." She suppressed a laugh, but then asked with some doubt, "Why doesn't Master come in and check on us? He's wearing a straw hat, like a thief."

Kanae sighed and looked gently into the distance: "Perhaps Master sees that we've grown up and wants us not to rely on him too much in the future."

Chapter 26 Sanemi Shinazugawa

In the desolate wilderness, the night was deep.

A demon stared intently at its prey, greedy saliva dripping from the corner of its mouth.

Standing in front of it was a teenage boy with white hair.

The boy's body was covered with all sorts of hideous wounds, and he faced the evil spirit alone, yet there was not a trace of fear on his face.

He skillfully pulled out a knife and slashed his arm.

Blood flowed out instantly. The evil spirit sniffed hard and felt an intoxicating fragrance wafting towards it, as if it smelled the most fragrant wine in the world.

The demon, drooling, lunged at the boy like a madman.

A foul stench assaulted their senses, but the boy skillfully dodged the demon's claws by sidestepping, then used the cover of the deep forest to dodge and escape.

The evil spirit relentlessly pursued them, and finally, the boy seized the opportunity to lure the evil spirit into a pre-set trap.

The moment the evil spirit fell into the trap, the boy gripped the rope tightly and pulled it back sharply!

The evil spirit was tightly bound by ropes and could not move.

The boy showed no pride. He immediately took out the rope again and ran wildly around the tree and the evil spirit until he had the evil spirit tightly bound and could only let out angry roars. Only then did he collapse to the ground, exhausted.

He took out a strip of cloth and expressionlessly bandaged the wound on his arm.

Watching the struggling demon, the boy took out a hardened steamed bun from his pocket and calmly began to eat it.

Judging from what just happened, the boy's skill was heartbreaking.

Suddenly, he heard the bushes beside him rustle.

He had just turned his head when, in the next instant, an even larger and more ferocious demon rushed out!

The boy was so frightened that he immediately stood up.

Why is there another one?

How to do?

He only set one trap, and this demon is way too big!

There was no other way but to run away.

This was almost the only thought that popped into his head for that instant.

But as soon as he stood up, the evil spirit was already behind him, moving so fast that he didn't have any chance to react.

Just as the demon's claws were about to strike him, he suddenly heard a clear, cold murmur in his ear.

"Breath of the Azure Sea - Form One - Wave Slash".

Swish!

A cold light ripped through the night sky, and the demon's enormous body was instantly split in two in front of the boy before turning into ashes and disappearing.

The boy stared in shock at the aloof man in the distance, holding a Nichirin sword, dressed in a black haori, standing quietly in the moonlight.

That terrifying monster was killed by him with a single strike?

Ling Chuanche observed his surroundings, his gaze first falling on the evil spirit bound by ropes, and then looking at the white-haired boy who was still in shock not far away.

His eyes flickered slightly as he pondered, "To be able to subdue a demon on his own without any training, is it because of rare blood?"

No wonder that evil spirit fled in this direction; it must have been attracted by your blood.

"How...how did you do that?" The boy swallowed hard, staring at Ling Chuanche in shock.

Ling Chuan Che twirled his Nichirin Blade in a beautiful arc before sheathing it: "Because I am a demon slayer who specializes in hunting evil spirits, and that evil spirit was my target."

Then he looked at the evil spirit bound by ropes and asked the boy, "Is it still of any use?"

"Uh, no, no." The boy shook his head instinctively.

With a flash of cold light, before the boy could even see when the person in front of him drew their knife, the head of the demon he had tied to the tree fell to the ground and turned to ashes.

The scene before his eyes was a huge shock to the boy.

He froze for a few seconds, then suddenly seemed to have made up his mind, and knelt heavily on the ground with a thud.

Ling Chuanche tilted his head: "What are you doing?"

The boy kowtowed to the ground, his voice trembling but firm: "My name is Shinazugawa Sanemi. I wish to become your disciple. Please teach me the technique I just used!!"

Ling Chuanche's gaze narrowed slightly: "Shinazugawa Sanemi, raise your head, stand up, don't kneel."

Sanemi Shinazugawa didn't get up. He gritted his teeth, his eyes red-rimmed: "I want to kill all the demons! My mother was somehow turned into one of those monsters and died in front of me... I want to become stronger, I don't want that to happen to me again! Please, please accept me..."

Hearing Shinazugawa Sanemi's words, Ayakawa Tetsu slowly tightened his grip on the Nichirin Blade in his hand.

Muzan Kibutsuji!!! You've done this again!

As his anger towards Muzan Kibutsuji surged, Toru Ayakawa also began to re-examine the boy before him.

He probably wasn't lying to himself.

Judging from his performance just now, he was able to subdue the evil spirit without any training. Such talent is truly terrifying.

Moreover, if I don't take him in, he might continue to use this self-harming and bloodletting method to attract evil spirits, and he will die sooner or later.

"Sanemi Shinazugawa".

Lingchuan Che slowly spoke, his voice steady and powerful: "My name is Lingchuan Che, and I am the Demon Slayer Corps' Azure Pillar. From this moment on, you are my disciple."

......

"Have you heard? It seems Lord Cangzhu has recently taken on a new disciple."

"I know! It's that kid named Shinazugawa Sanemi, right? I heard that guy is ridiculously strong and was admitted without even having to go to Fujikasayama for the assessment."

"Really? Is he that strong?"

"Of course, to be accepted as a personal disciple by Lord Cangzhu, is there any doubt about his strength?"

"..."

In the corridor, several passing team members were whispering together. Although their voices were not loud, they clearly reached Shinobu Kocho's ears.

As Ren was bandaging the wounded, her face grew increasingly grim as she listened to the whispers around her. She hurriedly finished bandaging the wound, then simply tossed the gauze into the tray and walked out.

The wounded and others in the ward looked at each other, not daring to breathe.

He turned away angrily and went straight to his sister's room.

As soon as she entered the house, she didn't say a word. She just sat down and started sulking, her cheeks puffed out, her face clearly saying, "I'm very unhappy."

Kanae was sitting at the table arranging herbs when she saw her younger sister looking at her with some confusion: "Shinobu? What's wrong with you now?"

"Sister! Have you heard those rumors lately?"

"rumor?"

"It's about Master taking on another disciple!"

Kanae pondered for a moment, then nodded slightly.

This matter has now spread throughout the Demon Slayer Corps. The newly emerged genius boy became famous for his reckless fighting style against demons after joining the Demon Slayer Corps.

Ren raised his head, gritting his teeth as he said, "They all say that guy is a genius! I want to see what makes him so strong, considering he's also Master's disciple!"

Seeing her younger sister's fiercely competitive nature, Kanae said worriedly, "Shinobu, please don't do anything foolish!"

"Hmph!" Ren snorted lightly, turning his head away, but a hint of unyielding arrogance flashed in his eyes.

In Shinobu's heart, her master, Toru Ryukawa, is the most powerful and perfect person in the world, and her older sister, Kanae, is the most outstanding.

She looked down on everyone except her master and her sister.

Now, a "genius" who is praised by everyone has suddenly appeared and wants to be on equal footing with her as her fellow student. How can she not be angry?

Chapter 27 The Meeting of Senior and Junior Sisters

"what!!"

A piercing scream echoed from the depths of the valley.

Amidst a massive array of thorny wooden stakes, Shinazugawa Sanemi was desperately dodging, while Ayakawa Tetsu, wielding a wooden sword, relentlessly slashed at him!

In just a few minutes, Shinazugawa Sanemi was so exhausted that he collapsed to the ground, panting heavily.

"Stand up!" Ling Chuanche roared angrily. "If you were fighting an evil spirit, you would already be dead!"

Upon hearing this, Sanemi Shinazugawa, who was lying on the ground, immediately gritted his teeth and used the last bit of strength in his body to struggle to his feet.

But just as he regained his footing, Ling Chuanche's wooden sword came whistling through the air once more.

He had no way to dodge it. Although the wooden knife was not life-threatening, it hurt terribly when it landed on him!

But he gritted his teeth and remained silent, getting up and immediately resuming his cultivation.

Ling Chuanche nodded to himself as he watched this scene, and his hands moved even faster.

At night, Shinazugawa Sanemi lay slumped by the campfire like a lump of mud, motionless, as if he were already dead.

Jixiang landed beside him, tilting her head to look at him: "Are you alright, kid?"

Sanemi Shinazugawa struggled to open his eyes, his voice hoarse: "It's very bad..."

Jixiang sighed helplessly: "It must be tough on you. You've only been in the Demon Slayer Corps for a short time, and you already have to face this kind of hellish training."

Shinazugawa Sanemi grinned and said, "After all, you've become Lord Cangzhu's disciple, so it's normal for the training to be tough."

Is it normal?

Jixiang didn't dare to point it out, but this kid's training volume was already several times that of the other two girls.

Both were training disciples, but when that guy was training Kanae and Shinobu, he restrained his strength, afraid of hurting them. But when training Sanemi Shinazugawa, he was afraid of going too far and hurting him. It was like treating his own children and his adopted children differently.

It even asked Lingchuan Tetsu if it was too biased, but Lingchuan Tetsu stubbornly insisted that people's physiques are different, and that Kanae and Shinobu's training was the most suitable for them, and that Sanemi should be treated in the way that was most suitable for him.