Inside Daki's mind, enormous waves of shock surged.
As a demon—an Upper Rank demon—the ability she was most proud of was regeneration.
Under normal circumstances, losing a hand was nothing.
It would grow back within a second.
But now…
Her hand showed no sign of regenerating at all.
Not in a second.
Not in a minute.
Even if she waited a day… a month… a year…
That hand would never grow back.
She stared at Xia Feng in disbelief.
"Y-You… what did you do?!"
Seeing that Daki had completely lost her earlier elegance, Xia Feng sighed.
"I told you not to do that."
"You insisted on doing it anyway, and now you're this shocked after getting your hand cut off."
"Are demons always this complicated?"
Daki stared at him with wide eyes, completely speechless.
A beautiful woman was standing right in front of him, about to loosen her robes—
Any normal man would get excited!
Who the hell warns her not to undress—and then cuts her hand off when she doesn't listen?!
Was that something a human would do?!
Daki had a thousand complaints inside her mind, but she didn't dare say them.
She had no idea what Xia Feng's attack had done—
Why her regeneration had stopped.
Xia Feng looked at her calmly.
"Originally, I thought you were interesting and wanted to chat a bit longer."
"But now I realize I was wrong."
"You're too boring."
As he spoke, he slowly drew his Nichirin Blade.
Seeing this action, Daki's whole body began trembling.
Who was Xia Feng?
The man who killed Upper Rank Five, repelled Upper Rank One, and forced Upper Rank Three to retreat!
Against such a monster, she normally wouldn't even dare get close.
If Muzan hadn't ordered her to approach Xia Feng, she would have stayed ten thousand miles away from him.
She hurriedly shouted,
"Don't kill me! Don't kill me! I'll do whatever you want!"
Xia Feng laughed.
"Didn't you just call yourself 'this humble woman'?"
"Why did your tone change so quickly?"
"At least try to maintain your character setting."
Daki nodded frantically.
"This humble woman understands!"
Seeing her frightened appearance, Xia Feng sighed helplessly.
Daki was a demon, but she still had the appearance of a beautiful human woman.
Looking at her begging desperately with no intention of fighting…
Xia Feng sighed again.
Then—
A strange light flickered in his eyes.
Mystic Eyes of Death Perception.
The instant Xia Feng opened them—
Every cell in Daki's body screamed a highest-level warning.
The feeling was exactly the same as when her hand had been cut off earlier.
Daki was certain—
If Xia Feng struck her again now,
She would not regenerate.
Without hesitation, she shouted,
"Brother! If you don't come out and help me now, when will you?!"
As she screamed—
A figure slowly emerged from her body.
"Why are you yelling like that? Act more like a proper girl…"
A male demon crawled out from Daki's back.
Unlike Daki, his body was covered in disgusting scars.
His face was twisted and ugly.
But the aura of a battle-hardened warrior around him was unmistakably real.
Xia Feng held his Nichirin Blade and looked at the male demon.
He wasn't surprised at all.
This demon was Daki's older brother—
Gyutaro.
The two demons shared a single existence and could fight in coordination.
Together, they formed Upper Rank Six.
The method to kill them was extremely annoying—
Both of their heads had to be cut off simultaneously.
But for Xia Feng…
It didn't matter at all.
Anything whose Line of Death was severed…
Would never recover.
Under Xia Feng's gaze, Gyutaro looked at Daki's severed wrist and frowned.
"It can't regenerate…"
Even he couldn't understand this strange effect.
His expression darkened as he looked at Xia Feng.
"You dared to hurt my sister."
"You're prepared for the consequences, right?"
Xia Feng smiled.
"Before saying something like that…"
"You do know who I am, right?"
Gyutaro remained silent for a few seconds.
"Of course."
"The Demon Slayer Corps' special advisor—Xia Feng."
"Your name is known by every member of the Twelve Kizuki."
"You're strong. I know that."
"But if you harm my sister… I won't allow it."
Hearing this, Xia Feng actually showed a hint of approval.
"Just for saying that…"
"You're already more interesting than your sister."
Gyutaro looked surprised.
Normally, when people saw his ugly appearance, their first reaction was disgust.
Even the rare people with unusual tolerance kept their distance.
No one had ever praised him before.
And now—
The first person to do it was actually Xia Feng.
Just as he was about to speak—
The paper window suddenly burst open.
A tall, muscular figure jumped straight into the room.
It was Uzui Tengen.
Seeing the scene inside, he shouted,
"So it really is a demon!"
Following him inside was Kanao.
The girl wore a white cloak and white boots.
In her hand was a peach-colored blade, making her look incredibly elegant.
Uzui exclaimed in admiration.
"Nice eyesight! You were able to notice there was another person inside just from the faint shadow movement!"
After all, Xia Feng and the others hadn't been standing near the window.
A normal person wouldn't have seen their shadows at all.
This girl Kanao had incredible vision.
Uzui was certain—
With talent like that, if she survived long enough, she would definitely become Hashira-level.
Then Uzui looked back at the two demons.
Seeing the characters in their eyes, he grinned.
"Just like everyone said—if you follow Mr. Xia Feng, you'll run into Upper Rank demons!"
Xia Feng: "…"
When he returned to the Corps this time, he really needed to correct this bad habit of everyone treating him like a demon-attracting mascot.
Seeing Uzui, Gyutaro frowned even deeper.
Facing Xia Feng alone was already a certain death situation.
Now another Hashira had arrived.
How were they supposed to fight?
After hesitating for half a second, Gyutaro made a decision.
Without any hesitation—
He grabbed Daki's hand and turned to run.
Seeing this, Uzui immediately drew his blades.
But Xia Feng moved even faster.
Under Uzui's shocked gaze—
Lightning flashed beneath Xia Feng's feet.
His entire body turned into a phantom of thunder, instantly appearing beside Gyutaro and Daki.
Under their terrified gazes, Xia Feng raised his Nichirin Blade.
"I know both of you have tragic pasts."
"Stories that could move people to sympathy."
"Unfortunately…"
"You've committed far too many sins."
"No one can save you now."
As he spoke—
Xia Feng's blade fell.
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