I'm a magnetic field madman

As if seeing through Daki's thoughts, Bai Wujie downed a bottle of wine in one gulp, wiped his mouth, and smiled happily...

"If nothing unexpected happens, those guys called the Demon Slayer Corps should already be in the Swordsmith Village by now, carrying out their operation."

Daki was stunned for a moment, while Gyutaro, who was hidden inside her, changed his expression drastically!

Only Upper Moon and Muzan knew about the plan to raid the sword-forging village; even Daki was unaware of it—Muzan didn't distrust her loyalty, he just didn't trust her intelligence.

The invasion plan of the Swordsmith Village, spearheaded by Upper Moon Five Gyokko, was flawless...

Gyokko himself had already infiltrated the Swordsmith Village and set up traps using his own abilities... while Upper Moon Four Hantengu was also capable of dealing with multiple Pillars!

Since the Swordsmith Village serves as the Demon Slayer Corps' logistical support, it's highly likely that it will be guarded by Pillars...

Therefore, Muzan simply ordered the demons in various places to create a series of cases to divert the Demon Slayer Corps' attention before launching a surprise attack on the Swordsmith Village.

Although the first priority is to find the Blue Spider Lily that Muzan has been searching for for thousands of years... it doesn't matter if we can't find it. For the Upper Moon, the most important goal is always to slaughter all the craftsmen in the sword-forging village!

Once the artisans who know how to forge Nichirin Blades and their collection of crimson iron sand ore are gone, the Demon Slayer Corps will no longer have Nichirin Blades to use, and it will only be a matter of time before they are all wiped out!

The plan was supposed to be foolproof, with no leaks whatsoever, but now—who's the mole?!

Daki and Gyutaro had no time to think, because another uninvited guest had barged in.

The imposing Yuzui Tengen stormed in, smashing through the paper door of the rooftop pavilion. Upon seeing Duji beside Bai Wujie, his eyes narrowed slightly.

Now is definitely not the time to question Bai Wujie about why he did this. With the target, Upper Moon, at hand, Yuzui Tianyuan can distinguish between primary and secondary matters!

"You've been so slow. Your efficiency is just too low," Bai Wujie sighed, putting down his wine glass.

"Inferior wine, inferior food, and inferior women. They're nothing but a fabricated shell, soulless and empty, making me unable to be happy, much less raise a flag!"

Almost the instant Uzui Tengen drew his sword, Daki suddenly lunged at Shiro Mukai beside her!

Her kimono instantly shattered, transforming into eight long, slender ribbons that pierced towards Bai Wujie...

Each of those ribbons possessed a speed that could tear the sound barrier and an incredibly sharp texture!

It was as if eight sharp blades were slashing towards Bai Wujie's body.

"don't want--"

Before the gasp of Gyutaro inside Daki could even finish, Bai Wujie had already strung the eight ribbons into his palm, while his right hand reached for Daki's head.

Although his empty hands held no hateful Nichirin Blade, Gyutaro still felt a strong sense of crisis—if he were caught, he would be dead!

Without hesitation, Gyutaro instantly detached himself from Daki's body...

Two scythes, seemingly forged from spines, swung their blood-red blades and slashed towards Bai Wujie.

Blood Demon Art: Flying Blood Scythe!

The blood-red scythe, laden with deadly poison, swept towards Bai Wujie's body like a chaotic jumble of shadows...

But before that, Bai Wujie threw Duoji out the window and disappeared from the range of the Flying Blood Scythe.

"Look, she even has a man inside her body, how am I supposed to get my thing working?"

The playful and pointless taunts carried a tone of contempt and arrogance that regarded him and his sister as nothing.

But Gyutaro, who should have been furious, couldn't muster any anger; his ugly, distorted face was contorted with bulging veins...

The overwhelming sense of urgency brought on by the biological will to survive throughout his body almost immobilized him!

"Go hunt down that brainless female ghost and see if you can get her head back first, or if I can crush this ugly man first."

Bai Wujie stretched out his hands, crackling arcs of electricity dancing incessantly in his palms, and lazily and casually addressed Yu Tui Tianyuan...

The Sound Pillar gave him a deep look, then chased after him outside without hesitation... Meanwhile, Gyutaro could only roar loudly at the outside...

"Caw! Daki, run! Don't look back, run!"

"A touching sibling relationship, yet you act as if you already know you're doomed."

A languid voice followed, but then came a sharp, tearing pain in his chest, as if his sternum were being ripped open... As an invisible force struck his chest, tearing apart his sternum and heart, Gyutaro screamed in agony...

"Blood Demon Art: Round Slash Spin!!"

20. Desperate Gyutaro

Like a storm, the blood-red scythe exploded along with Gyutaro's ruptured chest.

The terrifying destruction was unleashed by the storm-like rain of scythes, which possessed an incredibly destructive power.

In just a moment, the erupting blood scythe blades turned the once bustling Kyogoku-ya into utter ruins...

The powerful destructive force continued to spread and proliferate as the surrounding buildings collapsed, much like cracks spreading across porcelain.

Fortunately, the human-shaped balloons that Bai Wujie had released earlier meant that not many people in the vicinity chose to stay and watch the spectacle, and the terrifying explosive destruction did not cause any serious casualties.

Whether this can be considered luck is hard to say... After all, for the people of Yoshiwara, it was nothing more than two cruel devils fighting each other.

"Nice fireworks, I like the colors."

As Gyutaro, unleashing his immense power, struggled to find the enemy amidst the ruins, a sound of applause came from above...

Gyutaro suddenly raised his head, and what terrified him was that despite the unleashing of his strongest power, his enemy, Bai Wujie, remained completely unharmed.

There wasn't even a speck of dust on him, as if to tell Gyutaro that all his efforts were nothing more than a clown's performance.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Why do you want to kill us?!"

Gyutaro questioned loudly in his hoarse and unpleasant voice... partly to buy time for his sister to escape, and partly because Gyutaro simply couldn't understand it.

The person in front of me could not possibly be a demon slayer; at the very least, he is definitely not an ally of the Demon Slayer Corps!

Because he is so cruel, more cruel than a ghost; he is so capricious, more capricious than a ghost; and more unreasonable!

Such people are people that demons must stay away from, let alone the swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Those demon hunters weren't a group of people who would stop at nothing to achieve their goals... If they were, they wouldn't have been completely unable to suppress the rampage of demons for hundreds of years.

The unreasonable can always destroy and insult the reasonable. In the past, it was ghosts against people, but now it's madmen against ghosts!

"Actually, the only person I want to kill is Muzan Kibutsuji."

Bai Wujie squatted down and looked at Gyutaro, chatting casually...

He didn't need to worry about Muzan seeing anything through Gyutaro's eyes... because he believed Muzan was too busy right now, and the Upper Fourth and Upper Fifth of the Swordsmith Village were a bigger problem than his own side.

Moreover, the electric current that Bai Wujie just blasted into Gyutaro's body burned Gyutaro's cells to some extent... Before the regeneration is complete, Muzan will not be able to obtain information through it.

However, that's not entirely true. Ghosts are interesting creatures, something that Bai Wujie hasn't fully figured out yet.

"You are just an extra at best. In reality, if we don't get rid of you, it will be difficult to force Muzan to take the initiative to come out."

Knowing that Muzan Kibutsuji is a cautious person, what Bai Wujie needs to do is cut off his hands and feet.

The way to wipe out the Upper Moons is to force Muzan to take the initiative.

Gyutaro scratched his ugly, rough face vigorously and continued in a hoarse voice...

What grudge do you have against Lord Muzan?

"Does it matter? When a tiger hunts a hare, does it need a reason to express its hatred? When a lion hunts an antelope, does it say it's settling scores? When you ghosts eat people, do you investigate this question?"

Bai Wujie's question left Gyutaro speechless, because just as he said, there was no reason, and no need for a reason.

This is the nature of the relationship between predator and prey, and it is also the reality of the strong bullying the weak.

The idea that the strong will strike down the even stronger is nothing more than a self-righteous romantic fantasy of moral guardians. In reality, most of the strong in this world are more likely to devour the weak than to devour other strong people.

But if Bai Wujie is placed in this position, wouldn't that mean that Muzan is the weak one being hunted?

Gyutaro's mind refused to accept this possibility... not only because of his confidence in Muzan's abilities, but also because he was afraid that an enraged Muzan might target him and his sister.

There's really nothing more to say at this point.

Gyutaro has no reason to back down. Even if Shiro Mukai agrees, he can't possibly escape with Daki from here.

Because Muzan would be unhappy, because Muzan might kill them because of it.

Unlike his sister, the rational Gyutaro understood all too well the position of these Upper Moons in Muzan's heart—no matter how powerful a tool is, it is still just a tool.

A tool that doesn't work well can be replaced at any time, but a tool that betrays its master has no reason to exist.

Gyutaro knew he might really die here, but at least... at least he hoped to buy some time for Daki, or that his own tragic death would make Muzan spare his escaped sister.

"Since that's the case, there's nothing more to say. Taste my Blood Scythe!"

Gyutaro screamed and frantically swung his two scythes... The thin, poisoned blades, stained with his blood, relentlessly attacked Bai Wujie.

However, Bai Wujie easily deflected those dozens of blood blades that were thrown out at the same time by simply reaching out his hand.

"Electric current drives 780,000 volts of power - the Hand of God".

The same move, but the move used to torture those who spoke disrespectfully to him is completely different from the one that is now emerging.

Eight dazzling bolts of electricity erupted from Bai Wujie's hand, coiling and pulling the blood-red blades flying around him like a winding snake's tail...

This force further dispersed and gathered the countless blood blades, forming a rotating blood sphere in Bai Wujie's palm.

"A good move, making full use of one's physical characteristics, but it's a pity that the penetrating power is really lacking."

Bai Wujie spun the ball of blood around, then chuckled casually, as if in a playful mood…

"Hehehe, let me help you improve it."

The crimson blood sphere began to take shape in his hand, the force of the electric current constraining the liquid's form to stretch infinitely... In the blink of an eye, it formed an incredibly thin "blood line".

"go with!"

With a flick of Bai Wujie's finger, countless elongated lines of blood, like falling spears, pierced towards Gyutaro on the ground... Upon seeing this, Gyutaro frantically swung his blood scythe to defend himself against the attacks.

Blood Demon Art: The Leaping Bow!

Wielding countless bloody shadows in a frenzy, Gyutaro desperately tried to survive. But unfortunately, even his extraordinary attacks couldn't save him.

Dozens of thin lines of blood pierced through Gyutaro's protective gear and ran through his body in an instant, following the principle of a high-pressure water gun...

Although each wound was only the size of a grain of rice, the hundreds of wounds combined made his shoulder look almost like a honeycomb.

Even more terrifying was a thin, long line of blood slashing horizontally. Gyutaro chose to roll away without any grace to dodge... but even so, one of his hands was still cut off and flew off.

Amidst the ruins, Gyutaro struggled to his feet, panting, and in an instant, his severed arm was restored to a complete shape.

Despair! No matter how he looked at it, calculated it, or did anything else, Gyutaro couldn't see any hope of victory!

Throughout his long life, he had only ever experienced such terrifying despair when facing Muzan. Even the top three Upper Moons could not so easily torture and kill him.

"Now that you've made your move, it's my turn."

Just like children playing a game of clapping, Gyutaro had used up all his moves, and then it was Shiro's turn...

He wasn't just having fun; he was having fun. It was a game, an experiment, a pointless pleasure.

He dispersed the blood sphere in his hands and slowly lowered them, but the powerful electric current caused countless dust particles from the surrounding ruins to gather in front of him, forming a cohesive clump of ash.

The clumps of dust multiplied, but their overall volume remained unchanged. Instead, the dust solidified into a more solid form.

Even if Gyutaro had hardly any formal education, he must have understood this basic principle.

When the same amount of matter increases without changing its size, it only means that the thing becomes more "dense" and also more "heavy"!

In just a few seconds, Gyutaro was no longer sure how much dust and dirt had gathered inside that sphere that had turned pure black... but its volume remained completely unchanged!

Compressing objects weighing several tons by using an electric current to close the intermolecular gaps, compressing the object's size without changing its mass—

This move was one that Bai Wujie had recently learned from the Ultimate Boundless Qi Gong!

"Guibo Qigong!"

With a roar, the infinitely compressed sphere was pushed out like a thunderous body that tore through the air!

Unable to resist, unable to stop, the moment Gyutaro saw this thing, he could no longer escape his fate of being hit.

boom!!

Gyutaro's consciousness blurred for a moment, and he only felt that his body was moving at high speed as if flying in the air. After an unknown amount of time, with the heavy impact of his body hitting the ground a second time and the screams next to him, Gyutaro barely opened one eye.

He was actually slammed from one end of Yoshiwara to the other by that monster in one blow, and his own body was also thrown into the ground.

Both hands and one leg were completely gone, a huge bloody hole was punched in his chest, and his chin was completely gone.

Even though it's a demon, it still takes time to heal such injuries... and besides, that monster won't give Gyutaro the time he needs.

Damn it, is there no way to keep delaying?