Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 48 Self-calibration
Watching the evil spirit roll away on the spot.

At this moment, only two of the six enemies remain.

Our side suffered no losses.

Well, it can't be said to be completely lossless.

The sudden breakage of the knife caused him to misjudge the distance, preventing him from killing the demon with a single strike.

Looking at the rusty knife in his hand, which was broken in half and looked no different from a saw blade, Yujian simply threw it away.

Having experienced the vast ocean, one finds it hard to be impressed by mere rivers. Only after witnessing the devastating power of the Three Thousand Extinction Blade, which seemed to penetrate the very fabric of space, can one truly understand how crucial a superb weapon is for a swordsman—one that can slice through iron like mud and cut a hair in two.

Unfortunately, the finest sword has been broken, so I can only make do with the current conditions and use the village sword for now.

Perhaps there are skilled craftsmen in this world who can rebuild the three thousand exorcised demons?

Yu Jian secretly noted this down.

In the dream of Shura, enemy weapons and equipment, like memories, are dropped randomly. This time, he was lucky; after the Oni Samurai's body spontaneously combusted without fire, it left behind a weapon.

Let me try out the standard weapons issued to the Shinsengumi...

Thinking it over, he pulled the sword out of the ground.

This is a standard katana with a moderate curve, allowing for quick draw in case of sudden combat. The tsuba is somewhat damaged, revealing that the character "忠" (loyalty) should have originally been on the inside. The hilt is wrapped in white sharkskin and bound with a vermilion cord, echoing the deep red scabbard, which is sparsely decorated. However, the hilt, where the tsuba connects to the hilt, is carved into an exquisite animal head.

After a quick weighing, Mitsurugi found that the katana was just the right length and weight, with an excellent center of gravity. As expected of the Shinsengumi swordsmen, the quality of the equipment they needed for the battlefield was truly guaranteed.

Overall, it's a fairly well-made weapon.

But swordsmen who have transformed into demons are ultimately different from humans. Having lost their ability to think, monsters require virtually no maintenance of their troops.

At this moment, the once golden pure copper parts on the scabbard have been covered with greenish-blue patina, and the blade also shows spots of rust, like indelible blood stains.

But this is still the same Murakami Yoshitsuki that Miken saw in Shura's Dream.

The name and description of the sword, "Yamaru," are outlined in the mist created by the dissipation of the Oni Samurai. [Mibu Wolf General's troop deployment is seen as an extension of the sharp teeth].

After quickly inspecting the new weapon, Mitsurugi turned his attention back to the two Oni warriors.

His foolish act of moving forward made him realize his own problem; what he needed most now was not a new sword technique, but calibration.

Self-calibration.

There's no other way but to trouble these two samurai gentlemen to risk their lives to help Xiaoming with a small favor.

First, there's strength...

Yu Jian still didn't use any fancy techniques, directly unleashing a full-force sword strike with a high stance.

The first demon warrior roared and raised his sword to block, but this time the result was different. First, his weapon was instantly cut off, and then an arm began to run towards a free tomorrow.

Although this knife is old, it's still quite sharp...

While contemplating, Yu Jian did not stop attacking. He stabbed the Oni Warrior in the back with a backhand. Chainmail was not a problem for a swordsman at the Iron-Cutting Realm. He could pierce it with just a little effort.

Then there's speed...

Before the first Oni Warrior even fell, its teammates had already charged forward with their swords, even seizing the openings in their sword attacks to try and gain the upper hand with a preemptive strike.

But then he saw that Yujian directly released the sword stuck in the Oni Samurai's body and disappeared on the spot with the Shrinking Step, actually entering the enemy's blind spot. During this process, he confirmed that his movement speed was significantly faster than before.

By the time the Oni Samurai was out of breath from being led around, Miken had basically completed his self-awareness calibration.

After losing the Armor of Virtue and the Crimson Blade: Extinction of Three Thousand Void, he was no longer the hero who could fight the evil dragon, but he was certainly not the same person he used to be.

Based on his previous experiences, Yujian had guessed the most likely cause of his own change.

Bathing in dragon blood, a bizarre encounter worthy of being recounted in many myths and legends, allows the swordsman to enhance all his attributes, subtly stepping into a realm beyond the limits of mortals.

This change is not exaggerated yet, but if it continues for a long enough time, Yu Jian suspects that he will be able to crush the head of a demon with his bare hands in the future, which is somewhat similar to the mythical heroes in legends who were bathed in dragon blood.

Besides strength and speed, he also discovered another change...

Roar--

The Oni Samurai swung his sword with his last ounce of strength, then, after a moment's thought, his gaze sharpened as he held his arm horizontally in front of him.

Ding--

A crisp sound rang out as the cleaver sliced ​​into a full third of the arm.

But that's only a mere third...that's all!

The sharp blade was blocked by the arm bone, as if it were not a human skeleton made of calcium, but a piece of steel bar cast and smelted from molten iron!
Despite the excruciating pain from his wounds, Yu Jian grinned, revealing a sinister smile. Invulnerable to blades and spears—this was truly invulnerable!

Okay, there's still a gap, but the Oni Samurai has a superhuman physique, so its attacks can be blocked. Ordinary people using only swords or other cold weapons would probably have a hard time posing a threat to the Oni Samurai.

Skin, muscles, and even bones and internal organs are all strengthened by bathing in dragon's blood.

With a kick to the Oni Samurai's chest, the strong demon, over two meters tall, was forced to stumble backward by the young swordsman's kick, eventually falling to the ground in a very disheveled state.

Miken stared at the Oni Samurai, slowly raised his left arm to his front, licked the still-flowing blood, and immediately tasted a sweet, metallic tang in his mouth.

By observing the speed at which the wound stops bleeding, it can be confirmed that the body's self-healing ability has also been enhanced.

Yu Jian seemed to have caught a glimpse of inspiration regarding cultivation in this world.

Netherland, the spiritual world.

The present world, the material world.

But are the two really that pure?

Interesting, so interesting! The new world is so interesting!
Holding the tooth ball in one hand, the gleaming blade reflected a face with an exceptionally bright and sunny smile.

Realizing his lapse in composure, Yu Jian suppressed his smile and coughed lightly.

A wise man does not deceive himself in the dark, and the same applies to the dream of Asura (the demon king).

But then again, if it weren't for this special scenario where he could start over, he wouldn't have conducted the test so recklessly and roughly.

To express his gratitude, Mikasa nodded slightly to the Oni Samurai, then chopped off the man's head with a single sword stroke.

No items dropped, but there was a section of martial arts memories, mainly related to the Natural Rishin-ryu style and some Hokushin Ittō-ryu style. Oh, an interesting school of martial arts.

also……

Hmm? Mikasa raised an eyebrow. According to the Oni Samurai's remaining memories, the Tennen Rishin-ryu Dojo [Shieikan] was located nearby.

However, historically, the Shinsengumi's main area of ​​activity was Kyoto, while Shieikan was located in Edo City. It would be an exaggeration to say that these two places are worlds apart.

Although he knew that the Dream of Asura was not the same as the real world, Yujian still found the act of stitching famous 'spots' together remotely very strange.

Although he was more interested in the Kagami Shinmei school at the moment, he decided to head towards the Shieikan out of curiosity, since he was already there.

Many stories have been told about this dojo.

It is said that because most of the disciples recruited were young people from the surrounding countryside, and some were not even from martial arts families, other dojos often ridiculed Shieikan as the "Taro Dojo," meaning that it was full of country bumpkins who grew up eating taro.

At that time, only samurai were entitled to eat rice as their staple food. The rice that rural farmers worked hard to grow was not even enough to pay taxes, so they could only eat things like taro.

Yes, the more nasty their insults were back then, the louder they cried when someone came to challenge them later.

The story involves three main characters: Kondo Isami, who is as strong as a gorilla; Hijikata Toshizo, a quack selling medicine; and Okita Souji, whose art style is completely different from the other two.

His talent is as if bestowed by heaven; his sword is enough to illuminate the sky.

Recalling what he had seen in literary works and historical documents, Yujian couldn't help but feel a little excited. The buildings ahead gradually became denser, looking a bit like a commercial street from the Edo period.

There weren't many enemies, only a few crazy wanderers occasionally popping out of the alley, who often couldn't even withstand a single sword strike.

After his strength improved, this Asura Dream actually felt a bit like a travel simulator, which made Yu Jian sigh with emotion.

After walking through the first part of the commercial street, he finally saw the sign for the Shiwei Hall.

The building with the plaque is a medium-sized courtyard located deep in the alley. Houses in this location are certainly not as expensive as those on the street, but considering the circumstances of Tianran Lixin's emergence from obscurity, it is understandable.

Gently pushing open the rotten wooden door, Yu Jian immediately opened his eyes wide.

The courtyard contained neither the dry landscape gardens found in aristocratic courtyards nor the simple vegetation used for decoration in the homes of ordinary people.

The courtyard is filled with rows of gray tombstones standing side by side.

This is really...

Mitsurugi realized he hadn't gone to the wrong place, because the tombstone in the center clearly read: "Kondo, whose given name was Masakichi, was from Tama, Mushu. He studied swordsmanship with Hijikata Yoshitoyo (Toshizo) in his youth and was known for his loyalty and bravery..."

The contents have already identified the deceased. Since everyone here is a dead person, it's best not to disturb them.

Just as Yu Jian was about to retreat, a sword light suddenly shot towards him.

This sword strike seemed to be perfectly executed, making it impossible to dodge!

(End of this chapter)