Demon Slayer: Strength Gained with Every Swing of the Sword

As the sun rose in the east, the first light of dawn swept away the darkness that had engulfed the world.

The demons killed by Shinobu Kochou turned to ash, dissipating into the earth under the sunlight.

The remaining faces, stained with blood and dirt, glistened under the sun's rays.

At this moment, the members of the Demon Slayer Corps' logistics team, including Inosuke, began clearing the battlefield.

Scattered across the ground were Demon Slayer uniforms and Nichirin swords.

The blood on the ground had not yet coagulated.

Everyone's mood was heavy, even that of Feng Yu, who, despite the apparent victory of the Demon Slayer Corps over the demons, felt as if they had lost.

As long as Muzan existed, demons could be endlessly created. But the Demon Slayer Corps had a limited number of swordsmen. Once they died, they were truly gone.

Half of the members were deployed for this mission, but only eleven remained.

This was undoubtedly the most devastating blow to the Demon Slayer Corps, and for a long time, it seemed unlikely that Demon Slayer members would be seen slaying demons again.

Of course, the demons had also suffered heavy losses. Knowing Muzan's cowardly nature, it would likely take a long time for him to recover.

Shinobu's face had already lost its smile, and she stood impassively as Inosuke and others continued their work.

"Was it worth it…"

Feng Yu silently asked himself, but only he knew the answer.

With a sigh, he turned away from Shinobu and left the mountains of Tiangcheng, where so many courageous Demon Slayer members had been laid to rest.

Demon Slayer Corps Headquarters

Kagaya Ubuyashiki was going through the list of fallen Demon Slayer members.

"One hundred and fifty children... only eleven survived…"

"My children have sacrificed their lives…"

"When will this battle between humanity and demons end… Muzan…"

Tears filled Kagaya Ubuyashiki's eyes as he gazed into the distance.

"Cough, cough!"

Kagaya Ubuyashiki began to cough violently, and his daughter, Kiriya Ubuyashiki, hurried to support him.

"Lord, you should rest now," she said, handing him a bottle of medicinal pills created by the Butterfly Mansion to ease his symptoms.

After swallowing them, the coughing stopped.

"I'm fine. But make sure to tell their families about the names on this list... and treat them kindly…"

Kagaya Ubuyashiki handed the list of the fallen to his daughter.

"Yes, Lord!"

The two siblings responded together.

Soon, news of the battle on Tiangcheng Mountain—both a victory and a tragedy—spread throughout the Demon Slayer Corps.

Everyone was shocked by the news, but the overwhelming emotion was sadness that could not be concealed.

Asakusa

A woman with delicate features, her eyes glowing crimson, kicked the entire desk across the room.

"Bang!"

"Yushi, what happened?"

A handsome nobleman rushed upstairs in a hurry.

The woman remained silent, reaching out and snapping the man's neck with one swift motion.

His eyes widened in disbelief.

The woman, emotionless, wiped the blood from her hands with a handkerchief.

"Such a waste."

With a gust of wind, the room's window was flung open.

Akaza knelt before the woman respectfully.

"Master, I have come to report. Muzan-sama…"

The woman's face shifted, slowly revealing her true form.

It was Muzan Kibutsuji!

"Bang!"

Muzan's hand transformed into a crimson tendril, swiftly twisting Akaza's head off.

Blood gushed from the wound, splattering across the room, but Akaza did not dare to move.

The head fell to the ground, then slowly reattached itself to his still-kneeling body.

"You couldn't even kill a mere Hashira. How pathetic for you to still be Upper Rank Three."

Muzan's expression was cold, but the veins on his face were visibly tense, showing his extreme anger.

"Did you not find any information about the Blue Spider Lily?"

"Muzan-sama, though we investigated, we couldn't find any solid leads. We can't confirm whether the Blue Spider Lily even exists."

Akaza spoke calmly.

"So?"

Muzan pointed at Akaza, causing his chest to cave in instantly.

"Ugh!"

Akaza coughed up a mouthful of blood, then continued.

"To fulfill your orders, I will exert every effort to search for it…"

"Akaza, it seems your strength has weakened… You couldn't even defeat a Hashira you've never even seen."

"Demons are meant to triumph over humans. Yet only you have returned from the mountain…"

"Akaza, remember, I can create countless Upper Rank Threes!"

Muzan's crimson eyes fixed on Akaza.

Akaza's body trembled as if enduring unbearable pain, keeping his head low and daring not to speak further.

"My goal is to destroy the Demon Slayer Corps, wipe them out completely, so they can never appear before me again. This should not be so difficult, but it hasn't happened yet… What's going on?"

Muzan spoke calmly, but Akaza's mouth began to bleed, clearly from Muzan's torturous grip.

"A mere Hashira, and you chose to run away? I even had you lay an ambush with two Lower Ranks, Akaza. You disappoint me! Even the Upper Ranks have fallen so low…"

Muzan forcefully twisted Akaza's healing head once more.

With a flick of his finger, Akaza's body was thrown violently from the room by an overwhelming force.

Qingyuan Town

Feng Yu soaked in the hot springs, Marrow away the dirt from his body.

"Xiao Hei, do you think what's the point of life… Why is it so fragile?"

Feng Yu's eyes grew distant, as though lost in thought. Though he knew the world was harsh, the loss of so many in this battle weighed heavily on him.

"Do you think it's my interference that caused their deaths…"

"If it weren't for me… none of this would have happened…"

"Lord Feng Yu, don't blame yourself. If it weren't for you, even more Demon Slayer members would have died."

"It's because of you that the Corps has healing pills and blood-cleansing pills, which made many swordsmen stronger and safer when facing demons."

Xiao Hei said.

Though he too mourned the sacrifices, he had seen death many times and found himself coming to terms with it quickly.

"Perhaps…"

Feng Yu said softly.

Seeing Feng Yu's calm demeanor, Xiao Hei said nothing more, instead resting by his side, getting used to the surging power within him.

Earlier, he hadn't fully adjusted to the newly acquired strength due to their hasty travel, but now, as he relaxed, he marveled at how different his body felt.

"Caw caw, it's over. How did I turn yellow… How could my noble black feathers turn yellow… What will my wives think of me…"

Xiao Hei jumped into the hot spring, trying to wash away the golden color and return to his original black.

But no matter how hard he tried, his feathers remained gold.

"It's over… I've grown stronger… but I've turned yellow!"

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