A dimensional journey starting from the Dragon Clan

Chapter 422 415. Accept gladly

Demon Slayer Headquarters.

In the courtyard in front of the corridor, several young swordsmen stood in a row.

Tanjiro is among them.

"Is this...the Demon Slayer Pillar?"

Tanjiro observed the nine swordsmen around him with some guilt. The reason for his nervousness was actually very simple, because it was exposed that he brought Nezuko, who was a ghost.

Except for him, the others here are all pillar-level swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps. Almost all the strongest combat power of the Demon Slayer Corps is gathered here at this moment.

Being surrounded by so many strong men for a while, even Tanjiro couldn't help but feel a little panicked.

Speaking of which, it was his first time to attend such a grand meeting. Inosuke and Zenitsu had already been sent for treatment, and the teacher didn't know where he went. In short, he was alone and panicked surrounded by these pillars.

"Don't worry, nothing will happen."

The butterfly ninja on the side saw Tanjiro's nervous mood and comforted him softly.

"This is the headquarters of the Demon Slayer Squad. No one will do anything to you. As for your sister... Mr. Xuanhao will take good care of her."

"Xuanhao?" Tanjiro was a little confused. Is this the teacher's real name? The identity of Rin Taki Sakonji is indeed fake...

"Ah? Your teacher didn't even tell you his name?" Butterfly Ninja was a little surprised, but he nodded slightly when he saw Tanjiro's honest and honest look, "That's right, he was probably afraid that you would spill the beans. Remember Never mention this name in front of ghosts~"

"Okay...ok."

Although he was a little confused, Tanjiro nodded blankly.

"Quiet, the Lord and Master Xuanhao are here."

Wind Pillar Immortal Kawa Saneya reminded when he heard the footsteps in the mansion.

Then he took the lead and knelt down on one knee to greet the two figures walking out of the mansion.

"?"

The Butterfly Ninja looked at Fusukawa Saneya with some surprise. When did Mr. Fusukawa... become so honest?

In fact, this matter is quite simple to say. After undergoing rigorous training, Fusukawa Saneya naturally became much more honest.

The two people they greeted were the two people with the highest status in the Demon Slayer Corps today - Uyashiki Yoshiya and Xuanhao.

Today's class relations within the Demon Slayer Corps have undergone some subtle changes. No one disrespects the strong. In addition, Ubuyashiki Yōya's miraculously complete recovery of health is also because of Xuanhao's existence.

At this time, the Nine Pillars may respect Xuan Hao more than Ubuyashiki Yaoya, and they are completely convinced of Xuan Hao's strength and methods.

"I kept you waiting, my lovely swordsmen."

The gentle voice reached everyone's ears.

"Lord, Lord Xuanhao..."

Several pillars saluted one after another.

"Is this the Lord of the Demon Slayer Squad?"

Tanjiro followed the sound and saw the young man standing with Xuanhao.

When he found that the pillars around him were all kneeling on one knee to salute, he also hurriedly followed suit.

At this moment, Tanjiro was a little surprised. Did the teacher have such a high status in the Demon Slayer Corps? He originally thought that the teacher might be a pillar-level swordsman after retiring, but he just heard the fierce-looking man calling his teacher 'sir'.

Hashira is already the highest-ranking swordsman in the Demon Slayer Corps. There should be only the 'Lord' above him, and the teacher seems to have the same status as the Lord! ? No, it even seems to be taller... because the 'lord' also seems to respect the teacher.

"No need to be polite."

Ubuyashiki Yōya smiled and motioned for everyone to get up, and then went straight to the topic.

"The purpose of calling you here today is to explain the matter between Kamado Tanjiro and his sister Kamado Nezuko. I believe you should also know that Kamado Nezuko's identity...is a ghost."

"..."

Nine Pillars nodded silently.

As pillars, they almost all hate ghosts, and under normal circumstances they will never allow ghosts to exist under their noses.

But things are a little different this time.

This ghost is covered by Xuan Hao...

Although they didn't know the specific reason, they couldn't do anything about Xuan Hao.

Let alone whether they can survive the fight, what should they do if such a strong man turns against him and sides with the ghost? Therefore, the Nine Pillars agreed that it would be better to listen to other people’s explanations first.

"Although it's hard to believe, Nezuko is indeed a special ghost."

Ubuyashiki Yōya looked at the silent crowd and explained patiently, "Since he became a ghost, he has never hurt anyone, let alone eaten human flesh and blood, and he will not go crazy because of hunger and only needs to recover through sleep. Physical strength. I, Mr. Kenho, and Tanjiro can all testify to this."

"But my lord, he... is a ghost after all." Immortal Sakawa Saneya reminded with some hesitation, "Even if you can guarantee that he is a special ghost, what if something unexpected happens later..."

Ubuyashiki Yoshiya smiled softly and turned to look at Xuanhao aside.

"Don't worry, there won't be any accidents."

Xuan Hao said calmly.

Then, he gently opened the box in the shade under the eaves, and Nezuko, who had shrunk in size, poked her head out to look at him with some confusion.

"Whoosh——"

With another wave of his hand, a blade of wind blew on the exposed wrist of Immortal Kawa Saneya, and the air was filled with the rich scent of blood for a while.

When Xuanhao was training the Immortal Kawakawa Saneya, he discovered that this guy had a special 'thin blood' constitution. His blood had a strong attraction to ghosts, and ordinary ghosts could not resist this attraction.

But Nezuko is special. His intelligence may have declined because he became a ghost, but his potential mental power and willpower are stronger than anyone imagined, otherwise he would not be able to escape Mu Ke's control.

In addition, he has been staying with Xuanhao for two years while training Tanjiro. Perhaps he has developed a resistance. He can even resist the temptation of 'dragon blood', let alone 'thin blood'. Down.

Sure enough, everyone looked at Nezuko in surprise as Xuanhao stroked her head and smiled as if she was enjoying it.

The girl didn't seem to notice at all that there was a 'Thin Blood' owner next to her who had his wrist cut and was bleeding.

"Look, I said there would be no accidents."

Xuanhao looked at Immortal Kawa Saneya with a kind smile on his face, as kind as the neighbor's grandfather.

He waved gently, and the scar on the other person's wrist healed in an instant.

"..."

Although the injury on his hand healed instantly, the shadow in Immortal Kawa Saneya's heart seemed to be getting deeper, and he quickly closed his mouth while sweating profusely.

"I must change my bad temper..."

He seemed to remember some past events that he didn't want to mention, and was determined to get rid of his bad temper.

"You have all seen it. Mr. Xuanhao said that there will be no accidents." Yoya Shiki replied to everyone with a smile, "I think you should believe in Mr. Xuanhao's ability, right?"

"I have no objection~"

The butterfly ninja looked at Immortal Kawa Saneya's deflated look and couldn't help but laugh.

"Neither have I." Mitsuri Kanroji lowered her head and carefully looked at the scene in front of her. Mr. Fusukawa was so pitiful...

"Same."

"..."

No matter which world it is, it seems to be the same. If you want others to reason with you calmly, you must have the ability to intimidate the other party.

Soon, without anyone objecting, the pillars of the Demon Slayer Corps readily accepted Nezuko's existence. Tanjiro could continue to take Nezuko with him in subsequent actions, and the pillars had to take more care of the siblings.

After the meeting, Xuanhao took Tanjiro and Butterfly Ninja to Butterfly House.

"Xiao Ren is back?"

As soon as he stepped into the courtyard gate, a familiar figure greeted him.

Butterfly Kanae ran over and hugged her lovely sister.

"elder sister?"

The Butterfly Ninja looked at Kanae with some surprise.

"your eyes……"

"Okay!"

Kanae let go of the butterfly ninja, and then thanked Xuanhao on the side, "Thanks to Mr. Xuanhao's help, I can see the little ninja again."

"This is what I promised before."

Xuan Hao waved his hand gently.

He did not go to the Demon Slayer Headquarters with Tanjiro and others to attend the meeting because he went back to Butterfly Residence and wasted some time.

For him now, repairing Kanae's eyes is just a piece of cake.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"

Before Kanae led everyone into the room, they heard horrifying screams coming from the ward nearby.

"Zhenyi?"

Tanjiro breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this familiar voice. He could scream so energetically, so it was probably nothing serious.

Both Zenitsu and Inosuke were seriously injured.

However, the two of them were not as lucky as him. Without Xuanhao to treat them, they could only lie in the Butterfly House to recuperate.

When he came to the ward to check on the condition of the two of them, Tanjiro was a little surprised that Inosuke, who had always been full of energy, became extremely honest at this moment. He didn't know whether it was because of injuries or some kind of blow.

But when he saw Tanjiro enter the room, his eyes instantly lit up.

"Tantarō!"

"My name is Tanjiro!"

"Tantarō! Please tell me how I can become my disciple by that person!"

"???"

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As the melodious sound of pipa echoed, the buildings in the entire space began to change their patterns.

Corridors are intricately intertwined, houses are stacked on top of each other, and the space is constantly changing.

"What...is this place?"

Nightmare, one of the lower strings who somehow got here, looked at the surroundings doubtfully.

He looked at the woman sitting on the high platform with some surprise. She was a woman playing the pipa. Her long hair covered her eyes. The spatial structure here would change every time he plucked the pipa strings.

"Is it a vampire technique?"

Even though he didn't understand it, Nightmare still felt it was awesome.

He is one of the lower-stringed ghosts in the 'Twelve Ghost Moons', and to be able to be brought here without anyone noticing, this woman must be the upper-stringed ghost, right?

"If I can get a reward from that adult, can I become as powerful as him!?"

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, with a blush of obsession on his face.

Soon, the sound of the pipa suddenly stopped, and the entire Infinite City stopped changing.

When Nightmare came to his senses, he realized that he was currently on an empty wooden platform.

Not just him, almost all the ghosts of Xiaxian, including Xiaxian 2, Xiaxian 3, Xiaxian 4 and Xiaxian Lu, gathered here.

"This is the first time we have a separate gathering at the end of the twelve ghost months..."

The ghosts looked at each other with confused expressions.

There was another crisp sound of plucking strings, and in the surprised eyes of the ghosts, the space began to move again.

In the echo of the sound, a woman wearing a printed kimono appeared in front of them, looking down at them condescendingly, with endless indifference in her plum-colored eyes.

"who is it?"

This is the doubt in the hearts of the five ghosts.

"Kneel down."

The sudden sense of oppression caused the five ghosts to break out in cold sweat.

This familiar voice made them extremely frightened. It was the voice of Ghost Dance Tsuji Mumei, the voice that every ghost feared and longed for the most.

"No... I'm very sorry! Your breath and appearance are completely different from before... so we couldn't recognize you right away..."

The ghost in Xixian Land lowered his head and knelt on the ground, his whole body trembling and his voice trembling.

"Who asked you to speak?"

Oni Wu Tsuji Muzan looked down at the ghosts at his feet with a gloomy expression. In his eyes, these guys were like useless garbage at the moment.

"You are not allowed to speak based on your personal wishes. I don't want to listen to your boring nonsense. You can answer whatever I ask. Do you understand?"

"..."

The ghosts lay trembling on the ground, their foreheads covered with cold sweat.

"Lei was killed, and he was a member of the lower strings. So I only have one question today, 'Why are the ghosts of the lower strings so weak?' Twelve Demons Moon is one of the few strong ones, but this is not the peak but the starting point. The more people I eat, the stronger I become, which is the starting point for me to be of more use.”

Onimbutsuji Muru mercilessly criticized the demons in front of him, but no matter how harsh his words were, no one dared to raise an objection, "In the past hundred years, there have never been any demons in the Twelve Demon Moon. Change, those who annihilate the pillar-level ghost hunters are also the upper string ghosts, but what about your lower strings? How many batches of people have you changed!?"

Even if you say so, we still... The ghosts of Xiaxian Land complained in their hearts.

"Even if I say that to you?" Oniwu Tsuji Muzan's face had veins popping out, and he stared at him dangerously, "How about it? Let's talk about it, please?"

He...can see through my thinking? Something bad was going on... Xiaxian Zhilu's body was covered in cold sweat as he kept thinking about how to survive.

"What's wrong? Tell me?"

Wu Kuai stretched out his hand indifferently.

"!?"

Xiaxian Zhilu looked at the plum-colored eyes in front of him in horror. He originally lowered his head and could not look at the person in front of him, but at some point, his head was already in the hands of this person.

Ghost Dance Tsuji Muzan looked at the head in his hand indifferently.

He can penetrate the thoughts of the ghost who has shared his own blood, and can completely control the other person's thoughts as long as the other person is within sight. If you are outside the field of vision, you cannot completely control what the other party is thinking, but you still have the ability to grasp the specific location of the other party.

He has relied on this method to control all ghosts for thousands of years.