Demon Capital Slayer

Chapter 65 Detective Scent
"To let the world hear our own voice...?"

Yu Jian looked out the window, pondering the words, feeling a sense of understanding that he couldn't quite put into words.

"Yes, these are the words of wisdom left by the former sword saint Tsukahara Bokuden. It is said that if one can understand the profound meaning of these words, one can become a sword saint."

What can a sword saint do?

"I don't know," Tianyu Lingyin said very simply.

"There have only been two sword saints in history, and very little information about them has been left behind."

"According to historical records, it is only known that the Sword Saint could pass through any evil winds and fires blown by demons unharmed, and could also strike from a distance, easily severing the heads of demons as if cutting a leaf."

"The sample size is too small, so there is a lack of detailed data?" Yu Jian rested his chin on his hand, looking thoughtful, and suddenly remembered the sword strike he had once unleashed in his quest for the Dao.

Is Flying Slash a standard move for the Blademaster?
Isn't that a bit too simplistic and crude?

"That's rather impolite of you to say that." Tianyu Lingyin widened her eyes and looked over with displeasure.

Then she clapped her hands, straightened her back, and became even more serious than before.

"Alright, the matter of the Sword Saint is too far in the future. Let's continue talking about Yin Yi."

"Since you know this term, you must have been exposed to ancient sword techniques. Judging from your stance just now, it must be the Shigenryu style, right? If you don't have a formal teacher, I suggest you don't try to learn the Yin Yi casually."

"Why? Will there be any negative consequences?"

Yu Jian's expression remained unchanged, but a question arose in his mind. He had used Yin Yi more than once or twice, and it seemed that he had no adverse reactions. Could it be because of different individual constitutions?

"Even a swordsman who has achieved mastery of the art will not use Yin Yi continuously. This is because the process of using it requires imitating the spirit and will of the founder of the technique. If the practitioner's own will is not firm enough, he or she may be affected by it. In severe cases, he or she may even lose the ability to distinguish who he or she is. There are quite a few swordsmen in history who have gone mad because of this."

“This situation is hard to avoid, because in the process of cultivating Yin Yi, one needs to be as close as possible to the founder’s state, and it is best to even restore the weapon’s form one-to-one, similar to…” Tianyu Lingyin pondered for a moment.

"COSPLAY?" Yu Jian continued, but his eyes became increasingly strange.

“Yes.” Tianyu Lingyin nodded.

"Therefore, do not attempt to practice Yin Yi lightly; you must do so under the guidance of an experienced master."

"Well, if, I mean if, without considering spiritual resonance with the creator of the arcane arts, or if it were possible to use the Yin Arts by just grabbing some other weapon?" Yu Jian asked the question in the most casual way possible.

He vividly recalled that last night he used the technique of "Shigenryu Yinyi - Chizha Yijian" with a pencil sharpener and a kitchen knife respectively. Now it seemed a bit, uh, disrespectful to the work of his predecessors.

"Absolutely impossible!" Tianyu Lingyin denied categorically.
"The Yin Yi is achieved by later generations who emulate the founder to achieve spiritual resonance, thereby approaching the other's realm and restoring some of the power of the moves. If one cannot keep in sync with the founder's spirit and will, even if the movements are perfectly standard, it is just an ordinary sword swing."

“Unless…” Amane Suzune said uncertainly.

“Unless the person using Yin Yi is also a swordsman, then there is no need to consider spiritual resonance. In theory, a swordsman can completely draw on the inspiration and ideas of the creator of Yin Yi and then restore it according to his own will.”

"I understand roughly." Yu Jian nodded.

Oh, so I'm a swordsman.

So, the Iron-Cutting Realm is actually something extraordinary? Why does it feel so unreal?

Yu Jian thought for a moment and concluded that it was probably because he had been taught a lesson twice by that veiled bastard that he had come to a deep understanding of the principle that there are always people more powerful than oneself, which was why he was able to maintain such a humble attitude as an apprentice.

In truth, he was more curious about the so-called Sword Saint realm.

That sounds a lot like a single sword strike breaking through all laws.

If that's true, that would be so cool...

Yes, it was such a simple, childlike idea that made Yujian's heart begin to stir.

He vaguely remembered that he seemed to have briefly touched that realm... twice or three times?

Decided!
Next, I'll try to become a Sword Saint within three months!
Yu Jian was somewhat confident about this, after all, it had only taken him a little over a month to become a sword master.

Three times the time, let's just consider it a sign of respect for the title of Sword Saint.

"Any more questions? Swordsmanship training is a very serious matter, so please don't act recklessly." Tianyu Lingyin emphasized repeatedly.

"Thank you, I have nothing more to ask for now." Yu Jian nodded his thanks. Although the other party was fulfilling a bet, he had indeed been helpful to him, and his teaching attitude was very serious.

"..."

An awkward silence suddenly fell over the Japanese-style room.

Amane Rinne's upper body remained upright while her two feet, which were placed under her body, were squeezing together in a tangled mess.

"Um..." she hesitated, unable to finish her sentence.

Yu Jian understood instantly.

"You want to ask about Lily?" "Yes, her hand, is it alright?"

"You seem to care about her quite a bit," Yu Jian said teasingly, looking at the girl.

"I just don't want my nemesis to fall behind over something so trivial," Amane Rin explained softly.

"Don't worry, Lily's hand is fine, it's just a minor injury."

"Phew, that's good." Tianyu Lingyin patted her chest, relaxing completely.

But she quickly put on a serious expression.

"By the way, if you have experienced a spiritual disaster before, it is best to have a cleansing ritual performed at a proper shrine. Otherwise, due to the residual aura of the underworld on your body, you will be more likely to encounter spiritual disasters than ordinary people. There seems to be a deeper reason, but I have only heard my family mention it and do not know the specifics."

"Yes, I'll talk to Yurika." After saying that, Miken got up to leave.

Then, he saw Amane Suzune biting her lip, looking hesitant.

This girl is really indecisive.

"Is there anything else?" Yu Jian asked, taking the initiative.

"What is your relationship with Lily?" Amami Suzune asked with her eyes closed and a defiant air.

Yu Jian was momentarily speechless, but before he could explain, he heard Bai He Xiang's voice coming from outside the door.

"Huh? I didn't expect Suzune-chan to care about me so much."

Aizen Yurika, who appeared out of nowhere, leaned against the door frame with her arms crossed, quietly watching the two of them.

"Aaaaaah! Yurika, you idiot, after all these years, you still walk without making a sound?!"

Amane Suzune jumped up on the spot like a startled pigeon, making a very loud sound.

It turns out I wasn't the only victim...

Yu Jian remained expressionless, but couldn't help but complain inwardly.

He still remembers when he first came to the school, he was approached from behind twice by Yuriko without noticing, and at the time he even wondered if she had some special talent.

"Alright, alright, class is about to start, Mingjun, let's go."

Ignoring the strange bird calls from behind, Yuuka smiled and gently pushed Mikasa's back as they walked out.

Before leaving the Japanese-style room, she suddenly spoke with her back to the inside.

"Rin-chan, is there anything you want to tell me?"

"..." Tianyu Lingyin stood there, head down, hands clenched tightly, and remained silent for a long time.

"Well then, goodbye for now." Lily didn't turn around, pushing her sword and walking away quickly.

But when they walked out of the kendo club dojo, Miken saw that Yurika had put away her gentle smile, and her eyes... her eyes were very indifferent.

"Rin-chan, you've definitely run into a really, really troublesome situation."

Lily patted the folding fan in her palm. Even though it was the injured hand, her expression didn't change at all, as if she couldn't feel the pain at all.

"It seems to be related to her adoptive father." Yu Jian didn't hesitate to start tattling, completely disregarding the kindness that Tian Yu Lingyin had shown in explaining the common knowledge of the world earlier.

"I see. Has something happened to the Dean?"

"Dean?"

"He's the director of the orphanage where Suzune-chan lives. He adopted several children. The orphanage itself isn't public, so they're all privately adopted. But he didn't ask the children to take his surname, saying that the surname is the last gift their parents left them and they should cherish it. Overall, he's a very kind and gentlemanly person."

As she spoke, Yurika took out a notebook from her bag that looked familiar to Mitsurugi.

"Oh dear, I feel like Suzune-chan is looking down on me."

At this moment, although Yurika smiled again, Miken felt an indescribable sense of oppression from that smile.

"So, Aizen Daibosatsu is about to make his move?"

“Of course.” Yuri quickly flipped through her notebook, which was filled with names.

At the same time, the girl didn't forget to invite the boys around her to team up.

"Wise ruler, please lend me a hand."

"It's my wish, but I don't dare to ask for my ear."

(End of this chapter)