Chapter 124

Waving the long sword in his hand with a numb expression, Kokushibo recalled his life and suddenly felt a little ridiculous.

When he was young, he began to hate his younger brother because he was jealous of his talent. He hated that someone as dazzling as the sun should not be born.

When he was young, he inherited the position of the head of the family that should have belonged to his younger brother because his younger brother ran away. He spent more than ten years in peace.

Until one time when he was attacked by an evil ghost, he saw the person he didn't want to see again.

At that time, Yuichi's swordsmanship had been practiced to the extreme.

More than ten years of peace were broken in an instant, and the flames of jealousy and hatred once again burned his internal organs.

So, eager to learn Yuichi's powerful swordsmanship, he abandoned his family, wife and children and joined the Demon Slayer Corps.

Yuichi would teach swordsmanship and breathing to every ghost hunter, but no one could adapt to his breathing rhythm.

In order to better kill evil ghosts, Yuichi began to guide them to practice different breathing according to their specialties and abilities.

In this way, different breathing methods were born, more and more people appeared with spots, and the combat power of ghost hunters continued to increase.

Spots also appeared one after another.

But in the end, he was unable to use the Sun Breathing.

At that time, he was thinking, if he trained more rigorously, would he be able to catch up with Yoriichi one day?

Just as he was unwilling and annoyed, the spotted swordsmen began to die one after another.

The spotted swordsmen were just borrowing life from the heavens.

He had no future at all, and even the time left for training was running out.

"Well, wouldn't it be nice to be a ghost?"

"As long as you become a ghost, you can have endless years"

"You want to reach the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and I want to try to turn a swordsman who uses breathing techniques into a ghost."

"how?"

"You are different from other swordsmen, you have the opportunity to choose."

The path that I longed for from the bottom of my heart appeared, breaking free from all shackles.

It should have been like this.

But he appeared again, forcing me to recognize that he was an existence that could transcend even the rules, and then died without giving me any chance to beat him.

No one could hurt him, he was like the unique sun.

Recalling this, the warm sunlight enveloped Kokushibo who was still waving his long sword.

‘How sad, my brother. 'Yonichi

's figure suddenly appeared in front of him, but Kokushibo no longer had any hatred or jealousy in his heart. He only felt ridiculous and confused about his failed life.

‘Even in my whole life, I can never become you or surpass you’

‘Surviving till now but being treated as a discarded pawn’

‘I have left no trace in my life.’

‘Why was I born into this world?

In the Infinite City,

Muzan saw the traitors screaming in the sunlight, and a rare smile appeared on his face.

""Well done, Kokushibo."

After completely losing the perception of Kokushibo, Muzan muttered to himself with satisfaction.

Glancing at Mingnu behind him, Muzan made up his mind to go find the blue spider lily tonight.

On the battlefield.

Kokushibo, who was burned by the sunlight, suddenly remembered the question asked by Jifu Taro.

"What was your original dream?"He stopped attacking.

Kokushibo muttered to himself in confusion:"To become the strongest samurai in this country"

"Then continue to take this as your goal and work hard."

A gust of wind blew in his face.

Some familiar voices sounded, and Kokushibo opened his eyes.

The figure that appeared in front of him was shrouded in a black robe and wearing a white fox mask.

"What's the meaning?"

"Your talent is surpassed by your younger brother, and your family's expectations of you are dashed. That must be a tough feeling."

"There are always people who are better than you, mountains who are better than you, and heavens who are better than you."

"There will always be someone stronger than you, but unfortunately, the strongest person in the world is your brother."

"I once heard a saying that genius is just the threshold to see me. He is the son of destiny who stands above all the geniuses in this world."

"Abandon the pressure he brings to you, follow me, strive to pursue the value of your own existence, constantly hone yourself, and surpass yourself."

"One day, we will finally sit on the sky!"

While speaking, Ji Qingfeng took off the white fox mask on his face.

Kokushibo stared at the very familiar face and the Demon Slayers who had just arrived behind him.

Finally, Kokushibo's eyes fell on Tokito Muichiro.

"The value of oneself"

"Go beyond yourself"

"Above the sky!"

After being abandoned by Muzan, Kokushimuna's heart fell into silence, but was aroused by the scene described by Ji Qingfeng and began to beat again.

""My Lord!"

He bowed his head, knelt on one knee, and respectfully surrendered at Ji Qingfeng's feet.

He wanted to see what the person in front of him was talking about, what kind of scenery was above the sky.

Nodding with satisfaction, Ji Qingfeng couldn't help showing a cruel and excited smile on his face.

‘Muzan Kibutsuji, your death is coming!'

Seeing this, the prostitute Taro behind Ji Qingfeng grinned and stepped forward to help Kokushibo up.

"The lord is very easy-going, much better than Muzan, the moody pervert. You don't have to be so reserved."

"The proper respect and inferiority cannot be crossed."

Seeing Kokushibo's stubborn look, Jifu Taro shook his head helplessly, pulled him aside and took the initiative to tell him why he overcame the sunlight and his plan to deal with Muzan tonight. The morning sun evenly sprinkled on the earth, bringing warmth that symbolized hope.

Along with the morning sun came the goods that

Ubuyashiki Yoya ordered in Europe. Looking at the long dragon-like team escorted by the hidden team members in the distance, Ji Qingfeng clapped his hands to attract everyone's attention.

"Everyone! Let's get to work and transport the goods on the truck to Mirror Valley and hide them."

"Yes!"

Everyone in the Demon Slayer Corps looked at the goods.

Everyone was curious about what the black cloth covered was.

Along the way, everyone was whispering about the technological equipment that Ji Qingfeng said could greatly restrain Muzan.

But no one lifted the black cloth to check in advance.

When Ji Qingfeng led everyone to the entrance of Mirror Valley, he stopped and turned to face everyone.

"Everyone, you can lift the black cloth now."

The sound of clattering sounded in unison. When the curious people heard Ji Qingfeng's words, they all lifted the black cloth on the carriage at the first time.

Looking at the strange-shaped lights on it, everyone's faces were full of confusion.

The cylindrical light tube fell on a tall base. If it stood up, it would probably be more than a person's height. There is not only this kind of thing, but also a large semi-circular body with adjustable angle, similar to a searchlight.

Looking at the sky, Ji Qingfeng did not explain, but directed everyone to hurry up and send those things to the designated location and hide them.