Chapter 38 Coming from the Thorns Headquarters is still as busy as ever - ...​

The headquarters was still as busy as ever - the new team members were still on duty , the previous group was undergoing additional training in the nearby mountains , and veteran team members like Bo Yezhu had finished their patrol mission and were resting .

After returning, I met the lord first .

The frail young man seemed to be in good condition today and asked about Muzan .​

Bo Ye Zhu suddenly remembered something and pulled out the intricately inlaid gem from his pocket . He said , " This is a legacy from my ancestors . It 's said to be Muzan 's blood , but I 'm not sure if it's true . "

Ubuyashiki Yoya 's expression changed slightly . He stared at the gem in Usugaba Nagisa's hand and said , " It looks like this is indeed a style that was popular in Heian - kyō a thousand years ago ... "

" Because it's been so long , I do n't know if it 's still useful . " Bo Ye Zhu felt a little embarrassed . What if this thing does n't work ? However , he was sure that the blood solidified inside was Muzan 's .

" Azhu , are you going to give this to us ? This must be a very important thing in your family . " Ubuyashiki Kazuya 's tone was as gentle as ever , but his fingers curled up a little and his heart rate was a little disordered .

Bo Ye Zhu nodded : " This is of no use to us , otherwise we would n't have stayed until now . "

He was a little puzzled as to why his ancestors had obtained Muzan 's blood and sealed it in a cast gemstone . He wondered if it was because Muzan was the King of Demons that the blood had not dried up .

You can vaguely see subtle traces of flow .

Could it be that his ancestors had foreseen what would happen a thousand years later ? He didn't remember any of his clansmen joining the Demon Slayer Corps before .

Usugaba Nagisa handed the gem to Ubuyashiki Kyouya .​​​​

The half - pale face of the lord was a little tense . He looked carefully at the gem in his palm . The faint restlessness in his blood told him that it was 90 % Muzan 's blood .

" Thank you . " he said sincerely .

The blood in this gem may become a new breakthrough point to kill Muzan .​​​

After bidding farewell to their lord , Bo Yezhu and Zhenren walked towards the dormitory . On the road , they could see teams of three or four training team members everywhere . Compared to the team members who were responsible for patrol tasks , these people were mainly responsible for killing ghosts .

We have to keep training every day and then carry out missions . Of course , the mortality rate is also high .

Bo Ye Zhu thought of something : " It seems that after reaching the next level , I will start the ghost - killing mission . "

This was said a few years ago by the pillar who led them at the time . If I remember correctly, it was the Sound Pillar Uzui Tengen .

For ghost -killing and patrol missions , the training period is during the ghost -killing mission . After a period of ghost- killing missions , there will be a rest period of about half a month , during which you can leave the headquarters .

After the break , the patrol mission began , but the team was transformed from a free group of two to three people into a small team , and the patrol area was more dangerous .

The real person also remembered this incident and nodded . " Yes , I wonder if the next assignment will be patrol missions or ghost - killing missions . "

Bo Ye Zhu touched his nose and whispered , " Actually , I have n't exercised in a long time . I feel like I can't even run . Why do n't we train ? "

Lying down every day was really evil , and he felt a little ashamed .​

The real person looked down at him and said , " So, let's go running now ? "

" Hey , so fast ? "

" The mission will start tomorrow at the latest . Why don't you go and ask now whether you are in the patrol team or the ghost -killing team . " The real person thought for a while and said .

Uroba Nagisa : " That 's right ! "

His superior is a Class B swordsman who looks righteous , but I heard that he was injured in a ghost - killing mission not long ago and is planning to retire . He is currently doing some clerical work at the headquarters .

The swordsman named Sato looked at the two men who had come before him , pondered for a moment , pulled out a dozen documents from his desk , and quickly flipped through them before looking up and saying , " Bo Ye , you 'll be on the Demon Slayer Team starting tomorrow . Your teammates are real people , and the missions will be of Grade A difficulty or above . "

Grade A !

This was the first time that Bo Yezhu had encountered a Class A mission . The ghosts he had killed before were all small shrimps according to the real person and were not worth mentioning at all .

After leaving the office , Bo Yezhu whispered to Zhenren , " It was already very difficult for me to kill those ghosts before . Are the Class A ghosts more powerful ? "

The real person shook his head . " It 's probably based on how many people he 's eaten . We'll just have to take it one step at a time . "

At least killing the Lower Rank was as easy as cutting vegetables for him .

There is too little information about ghosts now , and the information is updated very slowly . It would be better if we could plant spies in the Infinite City , but ordinary ghosts cannot contact Muzan and the String Ghost even in the Infinite City , so it will be useless .

Zhenren felt a little tricky . He only knew the plot of the original novel . If he followed the plot line , the next plot point should be Spider Mountain .​

There were one or two minor incidents in the middle , but the real person thought about it and ignored them .

Bo Yezhu thought about tomorrow 's ghost -killing mission , and after careful consideration , he decided that he could not be lazy like this anymore . He had to at least recover his physical strength .

So he pulled the real person outside , saying that he needed some urgent training .

Zhenren let him go . They had run on the mountain roads near the headquarters many times before and were familiar with the route . However, Bo Yezhu thought it would be better to avoid the newly trained team members .

He argued confidently : " The seniors are running slower than me , so of course we ca n't be seen ! "

The real person nodded : " Yes . "

" So let's start running from that side ! " Bo Ye Zhu pointed to a route that was completely opposite to the mountain trail .

He was full of confidence , thinking that although he had not resumed training for nearly half a year , he could still run the entire course . He recalled his previous training time , and then eliminated the parts he did n't like to train without any psychological burden .

For example , carrying big wood or pushing big rocks would make too much noise , and he had never pushed those ridiculously large rocks before .​

Obviously everyone had practiced breathing techniques , so how come the pillars pushed so easily , while he could n't move them even with all his might .

The real one comforted him : " The pillars are all gifted swordsmen , different from others . "​

Bo Ye Zhu was sad : " Even Zhenzhen thinks I have no talent ? "

The real person was silent for a moment , then replied weakly , " That 's not what I meant . "

The two of them were running down the road . Bo Yezhu , still breathing steadily , moved aside and said , " I 'm breaking up with you . "

Zhenren thought about it and realized that Bo Yezhu meant " breaking up " rather than " parting ways . " So he nodded and apologized : " I didn't mean to do that . "

" From now on we are just teammates ! "​​

" Starting a relationship from scratch ? "

Bo Ye Zhu reached out and pinched Zhenren .

The cursed spirit trembled and begged for mercy : " I was wrong . "

An hour later , Bo Yezhu was so tired that his eyes were dizzy . He squatted under a tree by the roadside . Zhenren leaned over and asked him , " Do you want to go back and rest ? "

He panted , " I could run for half a day before , but why am I tired so quickly now ? "

The young man touched his belly worriedly : " No wonder my abdominal muscles seem to be getting less and less obvious . "

The real person recalled for a moment , then held up four fingers .

Bo Ye Zhu was furious : " I want you to say that here ! "

Before Bo Ye Zhu 's palm flew over , Zhenren quickly retracted his hand .​​​​

The fact that his abdominal muscles had gone from six to four made Bo Ye Zhu even more sad . He walked back silently and said to Zhenren , " I think it 's time to move on to the next stage of training . Let 's just start sparring . "

As soon as he finished speaking , he cursed himself for giving up halfway , turned around immediately , and started running the unfinished distance .

The real person looked at his figure and followed him .

At times like this , all you need to do is follow his young master .

Bo Ye Zhu did what he said and did not end his special training for the day until the sun went down .

We also went back to the headquarters for lunch .

They ran away . Zhenren looked into the distance and said to Bo Yezhu , who was lying on the grass , " It 's getting dark before we get back . "

" It's getting dark ... Let it get dark ... " Boye Zhu's cheeks flushed , and the long -lost muscle numbness came over him . He turned over . Although it was already evening , the tip of his nose was still filled with the rich scent of grass and trees . It seemed that no one had been here , but the grass was very soft .

The real person sat beside him , lifted his hair from his forehead , felt the hot skin under his palm , and smiled : " You are very impressive today . "

Bo Ye Zhu said sullenly , " I just feel that I need to work harder . "

He stood up , and the afterglow of the setting sun fell on him , dyeing his silver hair golden . The real person 's eyes fell on the golden hair and paused .

Boye Zhu recalled some vague memories . He pondered for a moment , staring at the bent grass leaves on the ground . He reached out and tore off a leaf , rubbed it between his fingertips a few times , and a bit of green appeared on his light pink skin .

" Master . " He turned his head to look at the cursed spirit beside him .

" I keep seeing some memories about demons and the Demon Slayer Corps . But I remember one thing : if I had n't met Zhenzhen , I would n't have been able to join the Demon Slayer Corps . "

He loosened his fingers , and the blades of grass fell . A hint of confusion crossed his eyes . " So , are the memories I 'm seeing from the past , or from the future ? But those memories are so different from the present . "

The real person listened to him quietly .

Nagisa felt a little thirsty . He took a breath before continuing , " I ' saw ' that Tomokazu would still join the Demon Slayer Corps and be transformed into a demon by Muzan . He knew what would happen in the future , did n't he ? Based on his memories , Muzan killed many of his companions ... our companions . "

" It 's a disaster . " He whispered , his voice so soft that it was almost inaudible .

" I was thinking that we should have asked the teacher to take him back that day , whether to throw him south or somewhere else , but in any case , we should have kept him out of the reach of Muzan . "

He slammed his palm and said in frustration , " Why did I just remember this now ? "

The real person grasped his hand and said, " Don't worry , he 's not the only one who knows the future now . "

" You 're right . " Bo Yezhu got up and faced the setting sun . The fiery clouds spread out in large areas , falling on him and casting a long shadow at his feet .

The real person met a pair of eyes that were almost pure gold . Bo Ye Zhu looked at him and said seriously , " The trajectory of fate has begun to change . The future we know now is no longer valid . "

Before he could even think about what Bo Yezhu meant , the young man dusted off the grass and called to him , " Let 's go back ! I 'm hungry . "

" Here I am . "

Life returned to normal , and Bo Yezhu and Zhenren resumed their inseparable mode . The tasks assigned by the headquarters were all standard Class A tasks , such as killing evil spirits in the mountains , or finding evil spirits hidden in a village and killing them . These were indeed much more difficult than the previous tasks .​

There are insects and snakes in the forest at night , which greatly obstructs vision . In addition, the mountain roads are rugged and sometimes there are no roads at all .

Bo Ye Zhu held the Sun Blade and chopped off several bushes of thorns with a single swing of the sword , then carefully moved forward .

Before the ghost was found , a bunch of small wounds appeared on his body .

The real person was a little worried , but Bo Yezhu saw that he just wanted to deal with the ghost himself and immediately refused .

In half a month , he saw more ghosts than he had seen in the whole year of his mission .

There were subtle changes in Bo Yezhu 's body . Due to frequent missions , his face had several small wounds that had not yet healed . However , this did not diminish the exquisiteness of his handsome face at all . Instead , it added a bit of wildness .

His level jumped up two levels .​​

What touched him was that his six - pack abs finally returned .​​

This is such a great joy !

The real person looked at him , and he couldn't describe the feeling in his heart . It was as if the pearl bird he had been taking good care of suddenly said one day that it wanted to soar in the sky , and then transformed into a beautiful white dove .

He saw the dense wounds beneath the beautiful white feathers .

But Bo Yezhu didn't care . He looked up and could only hear the sky praising him and the wind singing him . When he flapped his wings , it seemed as if the world was beneath his wings .

The thorny forests overgrown with weeds , the ignorant villagers who swung at him harshly , his back broken by the blow he suffered when his knife was thrown back and hit the wall because he was too slow to swing it , the injuries he suffered were more than those in the past year combined .

When Bo Ye Zhu swung out the first completed breathing sword technique , Zhenren leaned against the tree and saw that a gap had appeared on his Sun Wheel Sword .

The ground was covered with sword shadows like a whirlwind , and the scratches were still shallow . The owner of the Sun Wheel Sword still lacked strength .

At some point , Ushiba Nagisa 's crow had returned , perched on the tree where Masato was leaning , and yelled , " Mission — Nada Spider Mountain— ! "​​​​​​

A sharp sound echoed through the mountains and forests .

Usoba Nagisa placed her fingers on the blade of the Nichirin Sword , her expression serious as she carefully savored the blow she had just made .

The real person looked at his back .

She was a little thinner , but had grown visibly . Her silver-white hair had grown longer and was half tied up with a hairband at the back of her head . Her sleeves were rolled up , revealing half of her arm , which had a little bruise on it .

Bo Ye Zhu tilted his head , and his flawless profile caught his eye . The young man's stern, imposing demeanor instantly vanished , his handsome brows curved , and a clear voice reached the real person's ears : " I'm awesome , right ? "

The curse spirit touched his chest , which was bulging so violently that it seemed as if it was about to jump out of his throat . The heart that had been transformed from the curse spirit's body had been beating restlessly for him more than once .

The real person looked at him and said solemnly , " Very impressive . "