Kibutsuji Muzan walked before these test subjects, relishing their expressions of pain.
And these Demon Slayer Corps members, upon seeing Kibutsuji Muzan arrive, all looked at him with eyes full of hatred.
This kind of gaze greatly pleased Kibutsuji Muzan.
At this moment, Kibutsuji Muzan was completely like someone who had forgotten the pain after their wounds healed.
Seeing him arrive, the Demon Slayer Corps members hanging there all became agitated.
Then, one by one, they began to curse.
"Kibutsuji Muzan! You damned bastard!!"
"If you have the guts, kill me!!"
"Bastard! Bastard!!"
"......"
Listening to their impotent rage, Kibutsuji Muzan's lips curved into a faint smile, possessing a unique beauty.
"Oh my, oh my ~ It's this expression, this expression that delights me."
"This expression of wanting to kill me, but being unable to."
It must be said, Kibutsuji Muzan had the demeanor of an old acquaintance; the entire demon was utterly despicable.
Upon hearing Kibutsuji Muzan's words, the Demon Slayer Corps members all became enraged, of course, with one exception, and that was Kaigaku.
He was trembling with fear at this moment.
He didn't want to die; he wanted to live!
Kibutsuji Muzan had finished admiring them, so next was the question and feeding time.
He approached a Demon Slayer Corps member.
"Hey, want to live? If you want to live, say things like 'I want to become a demon'."
The Demon Slayer Corps member who was asked stared intently at Kibutsuji Muzan before him.
"Pah! Bastard, traitor, rebel, villain! Why aren't you going to..."
Splat.
This member spat out a mouthful of blood.
Looking down, there was a large hole in his chest.
And Kibutsuji Muzan played with his heart, then opened his mouth wide and swallowed it, mmm, sweet and juicy.
Then Kibutsuji Muzan looked at the next person.
"What about you?"
The Demon Slayer Corps member who was asked had firm eyes, wide with anger, and shouted loudly: "I will absolutely not become a monster like you! Kibutsuji Muzan, you have committed countless evils, and sooner or later, you will face retribution!"
Kibutsuji Muzan sneered disdainfully, "Hmph, a stubborn one."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand, instantly piercing his chest, digging out another heart, and putting it into his mouth to chew.
Blood splattered onto Kaigaku's face next to him, and he trembled like a sieve in fear.
Kibutsuji Muzan slowly walked towards Kaigaku, "And you, boy, if you want to live, you just need to say 'I want to become a demon' ~"
Kaigaku's lips trembled, his eyes filled with fear and struggle.
"I... I..."
"Have you decided?"
Kibutsuji Muzan looked at the fellow before him with amusement.
Kaigaku lowered his head, cold sweat streaming down, and finally, he spoke.
"I am willing! I am willing to become a demon! I want to live! Even if it means becoming a demon to survive."
As Kaigaku shouted these words.
The surrounding Demon Slayer Corps members all looked at him in disbelief, then one by one, they became furious.
"Kaigaku! You traitor! Human turncoat!!"
"You don't deserve to wear this uniform! You also don't deserve to be the Thunder Hashira's disciple!!"
Kaigaku, in response to the accusations from others, retorted with a ferocious expression.
"What do you all understand! I just want to live! Even if I become a demon, I just want to live!!"
He looked at Kibutsuji Muzan before him and said, "Lord Muzan, please turn me into a demon!!"
Kibutsuji Muzan smiled with satisfaction, "At least you're sensible."
With a wave of his hand, Kaigaku fell from the air.
Then he tossed a piece of meat to Kaigaku.
"Eat it, prove yourself!"
Kaigaku looked at the piece of meat before him, picked it up, and the smell of blood rushed into his nostrils.
To live, he could resort to any means!
To live, he had deliberately blown out the wisteria incense burner, lured demons to the temple, and then set up the Stone Hashira, leading to his imprisonment.
This bit of flesh and blood was nothing.
Kaigaku didn't hesitate; he picked up the piece of flesh and gnawed on it.
Then swallowed it.
The other Demon Slayer Corps members looked in disbelief at Kaigaku, who was tearing at the flesh of his own kind.
This guy!
"Lord Muzan, please turn me into a demon!"
Kaigaku immediately prostrated himself before Kibutsuji Muzan.
Kibutsuji Muzan looked on with great satisfaction, "Hahaha, not bad, boy, you're very interesting."
"Come, I shall bestow you with blood!"
Saying that, Kibutsuji Muzan directly pierced Kaigaku's head and then injected blood.
As the blood was injected.
Kaigaku's forehead veins bulged, and then he began to drool profusely.
After a while, he grew fangs, his ears became pointed, his skin turned pale, the whites of his eyes turned black, and he had black tiger-striped demon marks on his face.
At this moment, Kaigaku had completely transformed into a vicious demon.
"Thank you, Lord Muzan, for bestowing new life upon me!"
"Not bad."
Kibutsuji Muzan was very pleased with his appearance, then said to him, "Next, eat them."
"As you command."
Kaigaku said, then turned to look at the Demon Slayer Corps members hanging behind him, and walked over.
Soon, screams and chewing sounds began to echo.
... ... ... ...
The sky was faintly lit, and the snow had stopped.
A charcoal seller was walking up the mountain path; he was Tanjiro Kamado.
He walked quickly.
Looking forward to seeing his family soon.
Yesterday, due to heavy snow, Saburo, who lived at the foot of the mountain, had insisted he stay the night at his house, citing "demons at night" as the reason.
So the boy got up early to rush home.
Suddenly, Tanjiro's nose twitched slightly, as if he smelled something.
This was blood... the smell of blood?
And a strange scent, a smell he had never encountered before.
Never mind!
Hurry home.
Tanjiro's steps quickened.
Soon Tanjiro arrived at his doorstep, but he was stunned by the sight before him.
The front door was completely destroyed.
At the same time, there was a large patch of blood outside the door, so what exactly happened last night?
This made Tanjiro instinctively forget his sense of smell.
He walked towards the house with some worry.
"Mom! Nezuko..."
Before he could finish speaking, Tanjiro saw his family and a white-haired man sitting together, drinking hot tea.
Hearing her son's voice, Kamado Aoi looked outside.
"Tanjiro, you're back, come here."
Tanjiro didn't understand why, but he still walked in and sat down.
Looking at Ye Xiao before him, his nose twitched slightly; Ye Xiao carried a scent he had never smelled before.
However, he exuded kindness; he wasn't a bad person.
"Mom, so what exactly happened yesterday?"
"It's like this."
Kamado Aoi recounted the entire story to her son.
Tanjiro listened quietly.
Then he immediately prostrated himself before Mr. Xiao and said loudly.
"Thank you, Mr. Xiao, for saving my family's lives!"
"It was nothing, nothing at all."
Ye Xiao waved his hand and said casually, then said seriously, "Since Tanjiro has arrived, let's leave now. We'll stay somewhere else for a while."
"Okay, Mr. Xiao."
And so, with Ye Xiao's help, the Kamado family moved to the town.
However, Ye Xiao seemed to have forgotten something.
At this moment, on the mountaintop, the Water Hashira, Giyu Tomioka, stood at the family's doorstep, beginning to feel self-conscious.
