The demon monk in the second dimension

The familiar samurai exchanged a glance, their expressions a mixture of delight and surprise.

"Is this magic? It's truly amazing!"

Under the summer solstice's flying sword, almost every Kabane encountered on the road would be killed as soon as they showed their faces.

When some Kabane corpses were discovered beside the tracks, many samurai noticed that their wounds were very similar to those of the Kabane who had just been killed by Xia Zhi.

About two hours later, Xia Zhi, who still had 30% of her magic power remaining, led the team back.

By this time, the four carts were full, each loaded with Kabane corpses, requiring two warriors to push them together to keep them stable.

When the troop entered the city, it immediately caused a sensation.

As Xia Zhi instructed, Yuan Songgang had already sent people to begin spreading the word when they left the city.

He described this trip out of the city as Yatsushiro-i's courageous exploration of the world outside the post station.

In search of a way out for humanity, eight brave warriors, led by the sorcerer Xia Zhi, ventured into the wilderness.

They demonstrated the courage and strength of Yatsushiro-iwa, killing over a hundred Kabane outside the city.

They returned in triumph, with no casualties!

"This is the first time that Yatsushiro has taken the initiative to send people out of the city to fight against the Kabane! We must let those monsters know that we, as humans, are not afraid of them!"

"One day, we will be able to wipe out all the Kabane and take the world back from them!"

Most people don't believe this slogan.

If humans were truly unafraid, they wouldn't have confined themselves to one place in the form of post stations.

However, when the eight warriors pushed the cart, loaded with the corpses of the Kabane, back into the city, everyone who saw it looked shocked and incredulous.

Then one pass to ten, and ten to one hundred.

Many residents of Yatsushiro Station rushed over just to catch a glimpse of Kabane's body.

The warriors pushed the cart to the pit dug by the farmers and threw in the corpses of hundreds of Kabane.

Soon, the bottom of the pit was filled.

The corpses in the Kabane were piled up one on top of another, and their appearance was very different from that of ordinary people.

It looks both frightening and intriguing.

Many people came upon hearing the news, including the warriors from Xianjin Station who had arrived yesterday, who also gathered around the pit.

Their expressions ranged from shock and fear to joy.

"This is the Kabane?"

"Those samurai are amazing!"

"So many Kabane have been killed!"

"Purify the six senses! Purify the six senses!"

Compared to ordinary people, the samurai of Kenkin Station understood better what these Kabane corpses represented.

"Yashiro Station actually possesses a weapon capable of killing Kabane?! Legend has it that only the Hunting Sect possesses advanced weapons for hunting Kabane!"

Arakawa Kibito, who was in charge of escorting the goods, noticed the wounds in the hearts of these Kabane that pierced through the steel membrane, his eyes lit up, and he was shocked.

"This matter must be reported to the patriarch immediately! Our Xianjin Post Station must purchase some of these weapons! If we can kill the Kabane, our warriors will be able to play a greater role!"

As time went by, more and more people flocked to the area.

Yuansong had the samurai who hadn't left the city maintain order, and, as Xia Zhi had instructed, ordered the carpenters to build a fence around the pit.

He then took Xia Zhi and eight warriors who had left the city to have a meal.

With vast swathes of land occupied by the Kabane and food becoming increasingly scarce, the samurai's meals, though slightly more than those of the commoners, are still hardly any better.

They are certainly no match for the lord of Yatsushiro-iwaku.

To celebrate this operation, Tsuyoshi Madoka generously gave a gift.

In addition to rice, this dinner also included a considerable amount of precious meat.

The samurai thanked Madoka Tsuyoshi and then enjoyed their meal.

Chapter 43 Blood Pool (Please add to your favorites and vote!)

After eating and drinking their fill, the samurai thanked Madoka Tsuyoshi and went home.

Those with wives hold their wives and do what they love; those without wives wander the streets, hoping to find a wife someday.

Summer Solstice arrives at the place where the Kabane corpses are piled up.

No sooner had he left the lord's mansion than Arakawa Kibito came to visit the lord.

……

For a carpenter, making a fence is a very simple task.

When the summer solstice arrives, the carpenter has already finished.

Braziers were placed around the fence for lighting, and four warriors stood guard on the four sides.

With so many Kabane corpses piled together, it didn't smell good.

Although the sun has already set, there are still quite a few people around, looking at the Kabane's corpse with great interest.

I'm not afraid of having nightmares when I get home at night.

"Master Mage!"

Upon seeing Xia Zhi arrive, the warriors all showed respect and greeted him.

"Okay. Stay here and don't let anyone get close."

Xia Zhi nodded, sat cross-legged by the fence, and began to practice the Soul Devouring Technique.

Seventy percent of the Kabane corpses here were killed by him last night, and their souls have already been drained.

There is still 30% of the soul remaining.

"Breathe~breathe~breathe~"

As Kabane's soul was absorbed into Xia Zhi's body, his depleted mana began to slowly recover.

Seeing that Xia Zhi was clearly casting a spell, the surrounding warriors became solemn and formed a protective circle around him.

Although I don't know what the master is doing, I can't let anyone disturb him!

The people around were also perceptive and did not step forward.

About twenty minutes later, Xia Zhi finished her practice.

Amidst the astonished expressions of those around him, he leaped over the fence and grabbed the corpse of a Kabane.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, Xia Zhi summoned the White Bone Flying Sword and slashed at the Kabane's corpse several times.

Just like the skilled butcher dissecting an ox, Xia Zhi's movements were extremely practiced.

With just a few sword strikes, he ripped out the spine of the Kabane.

"what!"

"vomit!"

Many people gasped in shock upon witnessing this horrific scene up close.

Some people couldn't bear it any longer, their faces changed, and they lowered their heads and vomited profusely.

Two of the four samurai standing nearby couldn't withstand the visual impact and started vomiting.

Although the other two did not vomit, their faces were bitter and they looked at Xia Zhi with fear.

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Although these are Kabane, Kabane are also transformed humans.

Xia Zhi's calm demeanor and practiced movements as she removed the spine from Kaba's body seemed rather odd!

Hearing the sounds around her, Xia Zhi ignored them and continued with her head down.

He skillfully dismembered the Kabane, using his bones and blood to draw magic circles in the pit like a painter with a brush.

Due to a lack of materials and insufficient mana, Xia Zhi could only create the most basic blood pool here.

This blood pool only has the most basic function of dissolving corpses and gathering blood, and it needs to be activated by injecting a certain amount of magic power every three days during the summer solstice.

But it's more than enough to cultivate the White Bone Banner.

Meanwhile, Xia Zhi was also pondering.

He has been in this world for three days and has not yet felt any rejection from it, so he should stay in this world for quite some time.

So, does he need to cultivate several flesh puppets as subordinates, based on the unique characteristics of this world—the Kabaneri, who are neither human nor Kabane—to serve as his main body and to be used by them?

It's alright now, but his footsteps certainly won't be limited to just the Eight Generations Station.

We can't expect him to step in every time we encounter a large group of Kabane, can we?

Inside the pit, Xia Zhi was drawing a magic circle and occasionally turning over the corpse in Kabane.

When he ran out of materials, he would cut open another Kabane and continue.

Soon, Xia Zhi's body was covered in blood.

Once all the blood from the four Kabane heads was used up, the magic circle was considered complete.

On the summer solstice, magical power was injected into the four corners of the pit, which were also the places where the magic array was drawn, to activate the magic array.

Finally, the summer solstice spits out the white bone flag.

The seven-foot-long banner stretched out in the wind and he planted it in the center of the pit.

After doing all this, Xia Zhi gave instructions to the trembling warrior beside her, who dared not even breathe.

"Bring a bucket of water. Keep an eye on this place tonight, make sure no one falls in."

"Hi Yi!"

The samurai nodded repeatedly and quickly brought over a bucket of water.

Summer Solstice took off his leather armor and poured the bucket of water over his head.

When the bucket of water fell from Xia Zhi's head to his feet, it had already turned from colorless to red, turning into blood that flowed everywhere.

Xia Zhi rinsed herself three times before she could barely look presentable, and returned to the city lord's mansion dripping with water.

Yuan Song was startled to see Xia Zhi return completely soaked.

"Master, what's wrong?"

Xia Zhi shook her head slightly, her expression indifferent.

"It's alright. Boil some water for my bath."

Madoka Tsuyoshi, who had originally intended to report on Arakawa Kibito, immediately became more solicitous upon seeing this.

"The hot water is ready."

"Ah."

Xia Zhi nodded to him and, led by a maid, went to the bath.

Servants brought in huge wooden barrels and poured hot water into them.

The maid carefully adjusted the water temperature to a suitable level, helped Xia Zhi undress, and served him a bath, helping him scrub his back.

After Xia Zhi finished bathing, his bloodstained clothes were taken away to be washed, while his loose new silk clothes were left in the same spot.

Refusing the maid's offer to warm his bed, Xia Zhi closed his eyes and fell asleep.

……

The next day, dressed in luxurious clothes befitting the era, he came to the earthen pit.

The pile of corpses in Kabane was still there, but the bottom of the pit was covered with a layer of bright red blood, turning the pit into a foul-smelling pool of blood.

The blood had already submerged the lowest level of the Kabane.

Seeing this, Xia Zhi was fairly satisfied.