Simultaneous time travel: But our system is out of sync!

But who should be sent on this mission?

At this moment, Muzan was caught in a dilemma.

It's impossible for it to go by itself.

I still vividly remember the last time I was chopped into minced meat.

Even if the Lin Bei in the spiritual body's memories was just an ordinary person who didn't even know breathing techniques.

But it dares not gamble.

Because it didn't know why its spiritual body died, and it only transmitted a little information before it died.

What if that human named Lin Bei is just like Yoriichi Tsugikuni, pretending to be weak while actually being strong?

It doesn't want to be chopped into minced meat again.

As for the six upper strings, each of them has its own important task and cannot be easily assigned.

Moreover, each of the six strings is the culmination of its efforts.

If things are suspicious, losing one person will make it difficult to continue training others.

Muzan immediately thought of Lower Six Strings.

In fact, from Muzan's perspective, it would be most appropriate for him to have the Lower Sixth String handle this matter.

Because although the lower six strings are useless in its eyes, that's only in comparison to the upper six strings.

Even at their weakest, they are still far stronger than ordinary demons, and can barely be compared to the Pillar-level swordsmen of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Besides, I wouldn't feel sorry for them even if they died.

You can easily create another one by simply taking some of their blood.

But as it looked at the pile of flesh and blood that was still slowly writhing in front of it, its eyes twitched.

Muzan suddenly realized that he had acted impulsively just now.

Even though the little sixes didn't die, they can still be resurrected.

But it went a little too far just now.

The lower six sects want to be fully resurrected, but this cannot be done in a short time.

But it can't wait any longer.

Who knows if that human named Lin Bei will run away?

No, he is a ghost!

Nobody knows.

At this moment, Muzan could only think that Lin Bei would run away to some remote corner where no one could find him and hide for fifty or sixty years.

During this time, he married and had children, and was surrounded by grandchildren. He would then sit in a rocking chair, basking in the sun, and proudly tell his descendants how he provoked the Demon King Muzan, how he gave the Demon King Muzan the middle finger, and how he managed to escape from the Demon King Muzan's clutches unscathed.

Finally, he died peacefully and happily of old age.

Just thinking about this possibility made Muzan feel as if ants were crawling all over his body.

The last time he had this feeling was when he was almost killed by Yoriichi Tsugikuni and could only live in fear and trembling in the shadows like a mouse.

This is not just a question of whether it can get revenge.

This is a question of whether the mighty Demon King Muzan has any face or dignity left.

But the problem now is that the mighty Demon King Muzan has thousands of evil demons under his command.

However, they found themselves in a situation where they had no ghosts left to use.

This is really quite awkward.

Suddenly, Muzan had a flash of inspiration.

Yes, there are still some!

It still has ghosts under its command that it can use.

Muzan then turned to look at Nakime.

"Bring Zhu Shamaru in."

Nakime was somewhat puzzled when she heard Muzan's order.

Zhu Shawan, she knew this ghost.

It's just an ordinary ghost, nothing special.

He's just slightly stronger, and he dreams of becoming one of the Twelve Demon Moons every day.

Muzan, who usually doesn't even glance at other demons besides the Twelve Demon Moons, why did he suddenly think of her today?

However, Nakime didn't ask any further questions.

Working under a boss who is capricious, possesses absolute power, and has a perverse desire for control.

The first thing Nakime learned was to ask fewer questions, observe less, and do more work.

Do whatever the boss tells you to do.

Employees cannot question their boss, let alone ask why!

Otherwise, the boss wouldn't mind replacing an employee.

The reason she has survived to this day, besides her special Blood Demon Art—Infinite Castle, is that she understands the principles mentioned above.

And then the next moment.

"Zheng—"

With a clear, melodious plucked string, a short-haired figure appeared out of thin air in the Infinity Castle and landed in front of Muzan.

Let's go back a little bit.

Zhu Shamaru is hunting.

She was lucky today; she encountered a rare-blooded human.

If she can capture this human and devour him, her strength will increase significantly.

However, this rare bloodline seems to have an unusual identity, as he is surrounded by many powerful guards.

She waited for several days before finding an opportunity for this rare-blooded human to go out and captured him.

Even so, the price she paid was not small.

Half of her body was smashed, and the weapon that destroyed her body was covered in powdered gorilla-red iron ore, which made her recovery very slow.

In the past, she would never have done something so risky.

It was all for that plan, to have enough power to kill Urokodaki Sakonji.

She must improve her strength at all costs before the plan can be implemented.

Fortunately, her efforts paid off.

Through two or three years of frantic hunting, her strength has greatly improved.

In the past, she would never have been able to successfully hunt by hand like tonight.

But just as Zhu Shamaru was about to enjoy her prey...

But she faintly heard the sound of a zither.

"Zheng—"

As the piano music began, an open door suddenly appeared beneath her.

Then her entire ghost suddenly vanished, plummeting into the space within the portal.

"Where am I?!"

Zhu Shamaru was completely bewildered as she fell.

Looking at the dazzling, haphazard, and upside-down buildings in the space, she even wondered if she was dreaming.

Do ghosts dream?

she does not know.

After all, she hadn't slept a wink since becoming a ghost.

However, the bewilderment in Zhu Shamaru's eyes quickly turned into fervor.

Because her bloodline sensed a call.

Come here!

Upon hearing the call, Zhu Shawan suddenly realized what was happening.

"It's that sir!"

"This is the Infinite Castle!"

At this moment, Zhu Shawan was extremely excited.

This was the first time she had heard Muzan's call, and the first time she had entered the Infinity Castle.

To know.

This honor was previously reserved for the Twelve Ghost Months.

Even though Muzan told her that she was equivalent to the Twelve Demon Moons, she never entered the Infinity Castle.

Does this mean that Lord Muzan has finally seen her efforts and value, and is going to make her a true member of the Twelve Demon Moons?

Just thinking about it made Zhu Shawan feel dizzy with excitement.

Fortunately, she still had some sense and knew that Muzan didn't like waiting for people.

So he ran as fast as he could in the direction from which Muzan's call came.

Meanwhile, the space within the Infinite Castle was constantly changing, and a straight road appeared beneath Zhu Shamaru's feet.

A moment later, Suzamaru slid down to her knees and came right in front of Muzan.

"Lord Muzan!"

"Suzamaru obeys your summons."

Seeing the ecstatic and worshipful Shusamaru, Muzan was very satisfied.

Although Zhu Shamaru's abilities are indeed average, her attitude is good!

This is also why Muzan was willing to deceive and manipulate Susa Maru; he wouldn't have had the time or inclination to do that with other ordinary demons.

However, Muzan was eager to capture Lin Bei, so he immediately issued an order to Zhu Shamaru.

"Zhu Shamaru, I need you to catch someone for me."

"And I want to be alive."

"If you can do it, I will make you a true member of the Twelve Demon Moons."

After saying that, he sent all of Lin Bei's information into Zhu Shawan's mind through the blood connection.