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Muzan walked up to her, looking at her terrified face, and suddenly stopped in his tracks.
"Perhaps I should thank you," Muzan suddenly sneered, "It's because of you that I have become what I am today."
Fujihara Sachiko heard these words and felt like she had been struck by lightning, her whole body stiffening. She suddenly realized that perhaps the root of it all was herself.
"Tell me, do you still love me, mother?" Muzan's voice suddenly became extremely gentle, but this gentleness was even more chilling.
Fujihara Sachiko opened her mouth, but couldn't make a sound. She suddenly felt that this question was more frightening than anything else.
Painful memories and suppressed emotions surged up like a tide in her heart, and Fujihara Sachiko finally spoke, her voice so weak it was almost inaudible: "Muzan, you are my son, I..."
"No, there's no need to say anything more," Muzan interrupted her, a cold light flashing in his eyes. "Love? So what? Your love has long made me weary. From the moment you abandoned me, everything was already beyond repair."
Fujihara Sachiko was left speechless, unable to retort. Muzan sneered, then suddenly waved his hand, sending a fleshy mass flying from his palm straight towards Fujihara Sachiko.
At that moment, a golden beam of light suddenly shot in through the window, instantly illuminating the entire room. Muzan found himself blocked by this unexpected beam of light, and involuntarily clenched his teeth tightly.
"What is this light?" Fujihara and Sachiko exclaimed in surprise.
The door suddenly burst open, and Hijou Feiye appeared at the doorway. In her hand, she held a talisman bestowed by the Sun Goddess, Amaterasu Omikami. It was this talisman that emitted the golden light, dispersing the nauseating fleshy mass of Muzan.
"Mrs. Fujihara, are you okay?" Hijou Feiye asked with concern. She herself was surprised because she had originally thought she couldn't intervene in the past's fate, but this time she suddenly could.
"I..." Fujihara Sachiko was still coming to her senses. She looked at Feiye, then at Muzan, and finally sighed with relief.
Muzan glanced at Feiye and then turned into a black mist, disappearing into a corner of the room.
"What's going on here?" Fujihara and Sachiko asked in confusion.
Hijou Feiye took a deep breath and replied solemnly, "All of this is related to Kibutsuji Muzan - or rather, Urazato Muzan. It's him who killed the Okusafu family and harmed the people, creating many man-eating demons. But please rest assured, I will find a way to resolve all of this."
Feiye then took out a small sun-shaped amulet and handed it to Fujihara Sachiko. "You should carry this charm with you at all times. It will protect you and keep you safe for the rest of your life," she said solemnly.
Her expression turned serious, and then she continued, "Remember! You must always keep it with you, and I suggest you move the entire family near the shrine of Amaterasu Omikami to ensure the safety of everyone."
As she finished speaking, the figures of Hijou Feiye gradually became transparent, and finally turned into a faint sparkle, disappearing from Fujihara Sachiko's sight.
Sachiko tightly held the amulet in her hand and whispered to herself, "Who was that girl just now? Was she a divine being descending?"
"Thank you..." Her heart was filled with doubt, but at the same time, she also felt a hint of comfort, tightly gripping the amulet in her hand, as if it truly possessed some kind of incredible power.
No one noticed that in a certain corner, the shadow also dissipated at the same time.
Feiye After experiencing this distant thousand-year history, the mood is extremely complex.
She understands that Muzan was not originally a bad person, but unfortunate circumstances and fate have shaped him into what he is today.
When she opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside, and "The Volume of Amaterasu" was lying quietly next to her pillow. This newly acquired information made her feel a wave of sadness.
Kibutsuji Muzan, despite having a despicable side, was also gradually pushed into today's situation by a series of tragic events.
She thought that the way people ultimately turn out is actually a result of their past experiences and growth. No one starts out as a bad person, and if they turn bad, it's probably because no one reached out to help them in time.
Early in the morning, Hijou Feiye went to the shrine of Amaterasu Omikami.
Hijou Feiye stood in front of the shrine's stone steps, with the red torii gate towering majestically. Under the glow of the setting sun, it exuded a mysterious color. The stone lanterns on both sides of the steps were slowly lit, emitting a soft light.
Feiye took a deep breath, passed through the torii gate, and slowly ascended the stone steps. With each step, the pressure in his heart increased. The architecture inside the shrine appeared even more solemn in the sunset, as if one could sense the presence of the deities.
Upon entering the main hall, Hijou Feiye saw a middle-aged shrine priest sitting in front of the altar, dressed in a white ritual robe and wearing a black hat, with a solemn expression.
" Feiye, you have finally arrived," the priest's voice was not loud, but it carried an undeniable sense of authority.
"Great priest, you have summoned me. Is there something you need?" Feiye bowed respectfully, his tone filled with reverence.
The priest stood up slowly and walked over to Feiye. "Your presence in this world is for a reason. I have a mission for you, which is to find Muzan Kibutsuji and stop his actions."
"Muzan?! Isn't he an extremely dangerous presence?" Feiye asked in astonishment.
"Because he is extremely dangerous, that's why we need you to stop him. You have the aura of the sun within you, the only thing that can counterbalance his existence."
Feiye fell silent for a moment, then nodded slowly. "I understand, Your Holiness. I will complete this mission."
The priest smiled slightly, "That's good. Please prepare yourself well. We will soon go in search of the Ghost King who has been missing for hundreds of years."
Hijou Feiye bowed again and then turned to leave the shrine.
They had just entered the Ghost Valley when they felt a strong sense of evil, and Tanjiro also caught a whiff of blood.
"Be careful, there are ghosts here," Tanjiro said seriously.
At that moment, a dark figure flew out from the mist, heading straight for Feiye. Tanjiro quickly swung his sword and cut it down. But it was just a decoy, the real attack came from behind them.
"Ah!" Nezuko shouted and kicked the attacking demon away with her strength.
Tanjiro and Feiye took the opportunity to launch an attack. Tanjiro used his swordsmanship, while Feiye used the solar energy within her to cut the demon in half.
After this battle, they finally found the suspected hiding place of Muzan.
"It seems like the atmosphere here has become even more ominous." Tanjiro tightly grips the sword handle, the sunflower-shaped earring on his ear sways slightly, as if sensing the changes in the surrounding environment.
Hijou Feiye nodded, "I feel the same way. This place is filled with darkness and oppression."
"We must be careful, there may be more than one ghost here," Nezuko suddenly spoke. Her hemp leaf patterned clothing and Check pattern ed belt looked even more mysterious in the moonlight.
The three of them had not gone far when they felt a gust of cold wind, accompanied by a sharp scream. In an instant, a green-faced, fanged ghost suddenly appeared from the mist, heading straight for the Feiye.
Tanjiro reacted quickly, immediately swung his sword and cut the demon in half. However, they quickly realized it was just a decoy.
The real attack came from behind them.
"Behind!" Nezuko screamed, kicking the demon behind her with just her foot.
Tanjiro didn't hesitate, immediately using the second form of Breath of Water: Horizontal Water Wheel, a clear sword light slashed through, completely annihilating the demon. " Feiye " also released her solar energy, forming a beam of sunlight that rushed towards another demon.
"These demons all seem to be quite different. Normally, demons shouldn't be able to gather in groups, so this is really strange here," Tanjiro noticed, "These demons all have different appearances and attack methods."
"You're right, they seem to be organized by some kind of force," added Feiye.
"But this is far from the legendary Ghost King. It seems to be another decoy. The Ghost King is indeed cunning." Tanjiro said seriously.
"Where is the Ghost King after all?" Hijou Feiye asked. In fact, she also knew where he was, in the human world, but she had to pretend to avoid suspicion from Tanjiro, otherwise it wouldn't be fun.
Tanjiro Tightening his grip on the sword handle, his gaze became even sharper. "I don't know, but we can't waste any more time. Let's move forward."
"Yes, but be careful, every corner here could be dangerous." Feiye looked around warily and then followed closely behind Tanjiro.
Tanjiro walked while using his keen sense of smell to search for the scent of demons. Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks and instantly unleashed the seventh form of the Breath of Water: Splashing Water Flow, Thrust.
"Be careful!" he shouted.
A flash of sword light passed, directly cutting off the tentacle that emerged from the ground. However, this was not the end.
"Up there!" Nezuko exclaimed.
A huge demon descended from the sky, emitting a terrifying roar from its mouth. Feiye immediately focused the solar energy within her, forming a solar shield to block it from the outside.
" Hijou Feiye shouted, 'This demon's power is extraordinary, everyone be careful!'
Tanjiro nodded and once again unleashed the sixth form of Breath of Water: Whirlpool, attempting to pull the demon down from the sky. The demon was struck by the sword light and its body seemed to be pulled by a tremendous force, finally falling from the sky."
Nezuko used all her strength to kick the demon's head. With a loud bang, the demon's head was smashed to pieces.
"Not bad, Nezuko!" praised Tanjiro.
He furrowed his brow and said, "It seems there's no Demon King here, just a stronger smell."
"Then let's head back first." Tanjiro tightened his grip on the sword handle and led everyone out of the demon-infested valley, returning to the Demon Slayer Corps for a rest.
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