The third generation Hokage sent Danzo to jail at the beginning

"We're here to rescue you!"

"zzzz."

Inosuke's twin swords slashed towards Orochimaru's head, and Zenitsu's lightning sword cut off Orochimaru's hand. It can be said that they cooperated well.

But it cannot be cut off. Putting aside the anti-ghost special attack, the Nichirin Sword is nothing more than a piece of ordinary iron. How can it cut off Orochimaru's super neck?

Inosuke was about to comment: It didn't feel like it hit the target at all.

Zenitsu was already engulfed by the venomous snake. Meanwhile, Inosuke was bitten on the back of the neck by Orochimaru's stretched neck.

At this point, the main force of the Demon Slayer Corps has been completely wiped out, and the ordinary members are sleeping in the illusion.

The courtyard returned to silence, with only the sound of painful gasps. Tanjiro fell to his knees, looking at the distorted faces of his companions, and suddenly realized that the person he had brought might not be a savior, but a villain even more terrifying than the Demon King.

Orochimaru showed a look of surprise: "Xiao Tan, you can still stay awake. You are indeed special in this world."

"Orochimaru...are you a ghost too?"

Tanjiro felt that besides the pain, there was some kind of power that was transforming his body.

Is this ghosting?

Is Orochimaru the legendary demon who conquered sunlight? That's why he's so confident in solving Nezuko's problem. Now... is he going to turn everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps into demons too?

I have harmed everyone.

Tanjiro was filled with remorse and wanted to commit suicide.

Orochimaru squatted down, facing Tanjiro, and began to explain: "I am a Konoha ninja from another world commissioned by your grandfather. Didn't your grandfather explain it to you clearly?"

Amidst the severe pain in his body, Tanjiro struggled to stay awake and asked, "What is that?"

It seems that there is a communication problem between the employer and the employer's agent.

Orochimaru is always very patient with special talents and said: "The commissions from your world are very troublesome, especially since your grandfather doesn't even have the money to pay the reward."

Huh? The old man in the dream didn't pay?

"He intends to ask your lord to pay. But your words to the Demon Slayer Corps don't count. It would be too much trouble for me to slowly negotiate."

It’s not a problem. My lord is very easy to talk to and you won’t find it a problem.

“My time is extremely valuable.”

Do you find it troublesome?

Huh? The unexpected development brought Tanjiro back from the regret of inviting a wolf into the house.

He struggled to sit cross-legged, pointed at the wound on his neck, and asked with a gasp: "What is this now?"

"Oh, just strengthen the Demon Slayer Corps a little. I'll see if I can outsource such a troublesome task." Orochimaru explained casually, then took out a small scroll and made hand seals.

What popped up was the complete set of "Intimate Paradise".

"It seems your grandfather is a fan of that idiot Jiraiya. Someone asked me to bring this to him."

what?

Tanjiro glanced at the indecent picture on the cover of the book, and the image of the old grandfather in his dream collapsed in an instant. For a moment, he didn't know what to ask.

Orochimaru stood up and walked towards the Demon Slayer Corps lord.

"Next, I have to discuss the reward with your lord. You can hold on for a while, and if you can't hold on any longer, take a nap."

Looking at Orochimaru's back, Tanjiro shouted: "Mr. Orochimaru! When will everyone recover?"

"With any luck, tomorrow morning. I've improved my seal technique a lot."

What Orochimaru didn't mention was that he could experiment with the curse seal while he had some free time. Ugly and weak, this old man is so shortsighted. A technology with the potential for quantification is definitely more promising than that foolishly practicing Sage Mode.

Orochimaru slowly stepped into the inner room, his wide sleeves swaying gently in the night breeze. He formed a hand seal, dispelling the illusion cast on Ubuyashiki Kōya and his wife Amane.

"Well then, Mr. Ubuyashiki, we can talk."

A rare expression of extreme shock crossed Ubuyashiki Kōya's cursed face. His fingers unconsciously clenched around his wife's sleeve, his voice trembling with shock. "Are you truly human?"

Madam Tianyin quickly supported her husband's shaky body, her eyes filled with disbelief: "In an instant, all the pillars were..."

Ubuyashiki took a deep breath and forced himself to calm down: "What do you want?"

Orochimaru's mouth curled up into a meaningful smile: "First, I need a laboratory and a lot of experimental funds."

Just money?

The Demon Slayer Corps lord Ubuyashiki breathed a sigh of relief.

……

Complain! Complain!

"Third generation! Orochimaru has taken down the entire Demon Slayer Corps! He even put a curse seal on the pillars."

Huh? What does he want to do?! He's not going to kill anyone, is he?

"Not really. He said he wanted to outsource the work to the Demon Slayer Corps."

Outsourcing work... Is this the reason why he was able to become the top-selling mission in Konoha back then?

Yoriichi, just observe for a while. If it really doesn't work, I will replace you with Konoha's technician Kakashi.

"Okay, then I'll observe for a while... By the way, why did you bring me to Intimate Paradise?"

Didn't you like Jiraiya last time? A complete set of signed editions. We're all buddies, just a casual thing.

"Thank you, Sandai. I'll take a look when I have time."

After ending the call.

The Third Hokage sat in his office chair recalling this conversation.

Orochimaru outsourced all the work to the Demon Slayer Corps, and the Demon Slayer Corps had to pay him.

Sarutobi Hiruzen scratched his head.

Chapter 117: Do you want to place another order?

"By the way, I also want to meet the female ghost named Tamayo."

"As for the specific plan of action, let's discuss it after your subordinates are awake."

The negotiations quickly reached an agreement, but Ubuyashiki Kōya felt mixed emotions.

Although it is a high price that will hurt the Demon Slayer Corps, it is still too cheap compared to killing the Demon King.

Originally, he had planned to sacrifice his own family and the entire Demon Slayer Corps to put an end to Muzan Kibutsuji before his death.

But suddenly...divine soldiers descended from the sky!

This guy in front of me, who makes me feel creepy just by looking at him, claims to be a ninja from the Hidden Leaf Village in another world. He was commissioned by Tanjiro's grandfather to come to this world to destroy Muzan.

Tanjiro is such a lucky guy that he can even get reinforcements from another world.

The Demon Slayer Corps had to pay for both the money and the personnel. It was like they had just randomly come up with a plan for the bounty missions issued by the Demon Slayer Corps and outsourced it to the Demon Slayer Corps again. While it might sound a bit strange, it was a minor matter. Being able to personally slay the Demon King was also a wish of the Pillars.

But this man, even more serpent-like than the Snake Pillar, is by no means a kind person; he may possess no more humanity than Muzan Kibutsuji. Ubuyashiki Kōya, possessing a near-precognitive ability and an extremely keen sixth sense, glanced at his wife, Amane, and both could discern their partner's thoughts.

This ninja named Orochimaru must be constrained by something, so his style is relatively restrained.

Ubuyashiki sighed inwardly, his eyes unconsciously falling on the dangerous figure in the courtyard.

Orochimaru held a notebook, his golden pupils flashing dangerously as he focused on recording the Pillar-level swordsmen's reactions to the curse. In the moonlight, his shadow twisted and distorted on the ground, like a giant python selecting its prey.

"With Mr. Orochimaru's ability..." Ubuyashiki chose his words carefully, his voice gentle but tentative, "How could you possibly be bothered by money?"

Orochimaru didn't even look up and continued to record the experimental data: "You mean, why don't I use the plundering method?"

"..." That's what I mean. Nothing in this world can stop Orochimaru. He can do whatever he wants. Forget about money. It's not difficult for him to rule the world.

"Don't worry, I'm not a robber." Orochimaru finally raised his head, his golden pupils looking directly at Ubuyashiki, "I still have basic professional ethics."

He slowly closed his notebook and gave a more convincing reason, saying, "You are not the only one in the other world. The reputation of Konohagakure is still very important."

I see. Upon hearing this, Ubuyashiki's tense expression relaxed slightly and he smiled, "That's amazing."

In the courtyard, the Wind Pillar, Mushigawa Shigeya, suddenly convulsed violently. A distorted curse mark appeared on his body. Orochimaru immediately leaned over to observe, his slender fingers gently stroking the seal, feeling its flow, and chuckled, "It has a very good compatibility with the seal."

This is already a highly secure version. If you still die, it's not my fault. You can only blame the old man for the incorrect information.

The old man's data showed that each of these Pillar-level swordsmen possessed bodies forged through countless trials and tribulations, their wills unyielding, and some even possessed special bloodlines akin to Kekkei Genkai. Such people couldn't withstand the pressure, so there was no point in pursuing curse seal research. I'd delete this project tomorrow.

Furthermore, if there were more than one or two people who would die from the curse seal, Orochimaru would immediately take action and use sealing techniques to save them.

Ubuyashiki finally asked the question he was most concerned about: "Is this curse seal... a power similar to demon transformation?"

"Quite the contrary. Although it's a bit ugly in form," Orochimaru said with a mysterious smile. "But it can indeed be considered a legitimate Sage Mode."

Degraded version.

Mrs. Tianyin whispered in Ubuyashiki's ear that the muscles of some of the pillars were constantly changing and wriggling, which looked very ominous and very much like ghosts.

Ubuyashiki couldn't help but want to continue asking: "You didn't just pick a nice name, did you? And I see you've been recording data. Could this thing be a dangerous test subject?"

But he held back and didn't ask, because Orochimaru had already said that the Pillars would probably regain consciousness at dawn. If he had any questions, it would be better to wait until dawn.

Just when the lord was daydreaming.

Orochimaru had finished collecting data. He slowly closed his notebook, his golden pupils gleaming eerily in the moonlight.

"Perhaps, I can remove the curse on you. I also have some knowledge of sealing techniques. Would you like to place another order?"

Ubuyashiki Kōya stood there in a daze as if struck by lightning.

"Yes!" Mrs. Tianyin almost blurted out, and she held her husband's trembling hand tightly.

What is the sales champion? The difference is obvious.

……

The dawn was just beginning, and a thin mist enveloped the Demon Slayer Corps headquarters. As the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds, the Pillar-level swordsmen sprawled across the courtyard began to awaken.

"It's a dream..."

In the dream, almost all of my companions were dead.

Wind Pillar Fuzugawa Shima suddenly sat up, his rough fingers instinctively rubbing the back of his neck. He was gasping for breath, and fine beads of cold sweat still covered his forehead.

But as soon as he finished speaking, he realized something was wrong - he felt a strange burning sensation at the back of his neck, as if something was burning under his skin.

Looking around, most of the other pillars had the same confused expressions.

After a while, some began to meditate, some checked their bodies, and some remained in a daze.

A pig and Zenitsu were still sleeping soundly.

The only person who seemed out of place was Tanjiro Kamado, who stood in the center of the courtyard. He was carrying the backpack containing his ghost sister and was excitedly whispering something with the Flame Pillar Rengoku Kyojuro and the Water Pillar Tomioka Giyu.

"Um... I didn't lie to you, did I?" Tanjiro's joyful voice sounded particularly harsh to Busei. "Mr. Orochimaru is truly an expert in exterminating demons."

Giyuu was also sweating profusely, a rare occurrence. His usually expressionless face rarely showed any emotion. "Speak earlier next time. That man was able to kill the entire Demon Slayer Corps in an instant. He certainly has the right to call himself that."

Kyojuro showed a lingering fear on his face: "Tanjiro, I really almost thought I was going to commit seppuku to apologize."

Tanjiro scratched his head and said distressedly: "It's all Grandpa's fault for not explaining it clearly to me, which led to everyone's misunderstanding."

"Insanity!"

Busei suddenly roared, his face terribly gloomy: "The Demon Slayer Corps are the real demon extermination experts! You traitor!"

He quickly drew out the Sun Wheel Sword, and the blade shone coldly in the morning light.

Tanjiro yelled "I'm not a traitor!" and immediately hid behind Giyuu and Kyojuro. Kyojuro quickly opened his arms and yelled, "Shimizu! Don't be impulsive!"

Chapter 118: The Second Demon King Appears in the Ubuyashiki Clan

"Control your emotions, Wind Pillar! Mr. Orochimaru said we can't get angry at this stage!" Tanjiro shouted anxiously.

"Control your emotions?!" Busui Chuan squeezed out these words from between his teeth, veins throbbing in his temples, "You little brat..."

Busei doesn't care about Tanjiro at all. He just wants to teach him a lesson. He has been extremely displeased with him since the first day.

"Kyojuro! Get out of the way!"

Crack, crack, the magatama seal on the back of Busei's neck suddenly began to spread, and black lines climbed on his skin like a living thing.