Xia Feng looked around.
At some point, all the passengers nearby had already fallen asleep.
Even the Flame Hashira sitting across from him had dozed off.
He rubbed his chin thoughtfully.
As a transmigrator, he knew this part of the story.
On the Mugen Train, there was a member of the Twelve Kizuki—Lower Rank One.
Lower Rank One's ability was to drag people into dreams.
Then he would send subordinates using special ropes to enter the victim's dreams, search for the "spiritual core" at the edge of the dream, and destroy it to shatter the person's mind.
The passengers had fallen asleep because they had been hypnotized.
But…
A problem appeared.
If everyone was asleep—
Where were the subordinates responsible for entering the dreams with those ropes?
Just as Xia Feng was wondering about this, a voice suddenly sounded nearby.
"How surprising… this is the first time I've seen someone completely ignore my hypnosis."
Following the voice, Xia Feng saw a hand.
The hand supported itself with its fingers and clung to the back of a passenger's seat.
On the back of the hand was a mouth.
At the wrist was an eye.
It was speaking to Xia Feng through that eye and mouth.
Looking at it made Xia Feng feel slightly disgusted.
He reached out, preparing to take his sword from his storage space.
Seeing his movement, the hand hurriedly spoke.
"Ah, please wait! I have no intention of fighting you."
"In fact, the reason I tried to make you sleep was so I could speak with you in a dream."
"Although the situation has changed now… it's still similar. Everyone else is asleep, so this is still a suitable environment for conversation."
Xia Feng chuckled.
"So you expect me to believe whatever you say?"
"You tried to hypnotize me, and now you say you mean no harm. Who are you fooling?"
The severed hand said:
"…I'm the demon here, actually. But never mind."
"To show my sincerity, I'll explain my fighting method."
"Simply pulling someone into a dream cannot kill them."
"To truly kill someone, I must either destroy their body in reality, or send someone into their dream using a special method to destroy something inside."
"You can see that my real body isn't here, so neither method can work."
"That should be enough to show my sincerity, right?"
Xia Feng only smiled without responding.
Lower Rank One understood that his explanation was hard to believe, so he stopped trying to justify himself.
Instead, he said directly:
"Lord Xia Feng, I come with the will of that great lord."
"Kibutsuji Muzan?"
Xia Feng asked.
The severed hand gave an awkward chuckle and nodded.
As a demon, he couldn't normally say that name.
But if Xia Feng said it first, that was a different matter.
"Lord Xia Feng, you possess many miraculous abilities."
"You can easily rival the Upper Rank demons. In the entire world, you stand at the top of the pyramid—far beyond ordinary humans!"
"But…"
"Even someone as perfect as you has a fatal flaw!"
Xia Feng smiled but said nothing.
Seeing Xia Feng remain silent, Lower Rank One became excited.
He thought Xia Feng was interested.
"Lord Xia Feng… your weakness is lifespan!"
"No matter how powerful or intelligent you are, time will eventually take everything away!"
"When wrinkles climb across your body…"
"When your muscles shrink and weaken…"
"When your mind slows down…"
"What meaning will all your current strength have then?"
"But if you become a demon, none of that will matter!"
"As a demon, your strength, abilities, and mind will remain in their perfect state forever!"
"You will be like that great lord—immortal and eternal!"
As he spoke, his voice became more and more fanatical.
Even he was moved by his own words.
Yet Xia Feng still wore the same faint smile.
Lower Rank One felt confused.
What did that attitude mean?
At that moment, he received a message from Muzan.
After hearing it, he looked surprised but faithfully relayed the message.
"Lord Xia Feng… Lord Muzan says that if you are willing to become a demon, he can grant you a position above the Twelve Kizuki, second only to the King of Demons!"
"At that time, the Twelve Kizuki will all be under your command!"
To show sincerity, Muzan had even temporarily allowed Lower Rank One to say his name aloud.
As Lower Rank One spoke, he couldn't help feeling jealous.
Such a high position…
Such authority…
He wanted it too!
But he also understood—
Compared to Xia Feng, his own value was nothing.
Xia Feng had killed Upper Rank Five alone and forced Upper Rank One to retreat!
If someone like him received Muzan's blood…
Gained immortality…
Obtained Blood Demon Arts…
How powerful would he become?
It was unimaginable!
Under Lower Rank One's gaze, Xia Feng leaned back slightly in his seat.
"Immortality…"
"That does sound tempting."
Hearing this, Lower Rank One became excited, thinking Xia Feng had agreed.
But in the next moment—
Xia Feng disappeared from his sight.
"Too bad."
"I still think being human is better."
"Do you know what happened to the last guy who chose immortality instead of humanity?"
Xia Feng's voice suddenly sounded above him.
Lower Rank One—this severed hand—quickly looked up.
What he saw was Xia Feng's foot stomping down.
Crunch!
The severed hand instantly exploded into a pile of minced flesh.
Xia Feng calmly looked toward the front of the train.
"I see you."
Through his Spider-Sense, he detected a strong, disgusting presence near the locomotive.
At the front of the train stood a man wearing a black suit.
In his eyes were the characters:
Lower One.
His face was filled with panic.
The negotiations had failed.
Xia Feng was coming.
He began breathing rapidly, looking around in fear.
What should I do?
Should I run?
Jump off the train right now?!
At that moment, Muzan's voice sounded in his mind.
"Hold him there."
"If you run even one step… you will die in the most miserable way imaginable."
Lower Rank One's expression changed.
Then—
He smiled.
Running was meaningless.
Better to fight to the death.
If he performed well, maybe Lord Muzan would reward him with more blood.
Then he might even have a chance to become an Upper Rank.
With his ability…
It wasn't certain he would die.
Not necessarily.
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