Multiversal Chat Group: The Cultivator

Ren Asakura (Group Leader): "If Danzo doesn't find a way to kill you, how is he supposed to become Hokage? You're young, you're going to live a long time, and this guy won't survive longer than you—he'll definitely play dirty."

Minato Namikaze: "Looks like I need to find a chance to send him to meet the Second Hokage."

Ren Asakura (Group Leader): "There's a book in the store called 'How to Become a Qualified Old Sixth.' I recommend you read it. If you want to live long, you have to become an Old Sixth."

Minato Namikaze: "Got it, group leader!"

Yoriichi Tsugikuni: "I'm ready over here, group leader!"

Ren Asakura (Group Leader): "Here we go, here we go."

Ren Asakura (Group Leader) opens the portal and is about to enter the world of Demon Slayer.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni: "I agree!"

Ren Asakura (Group Leader): "Time to give the little demons a sunbath."

In the world of Demon Slayer:

Yoriichi Tsugikuni stood at a beautiful high mountain.

In front of him stood a towering grave.

A stone tablet was placed before the grave.

The tablet was inscribed with sharp characters, carved with a sharp tool.

It read: "Grave of my elder brother, Michikatsu Tsugikuni."

This was the grave Yoriichi Tsugikuni had made for his older brother.

The body had already disappeared.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni could only set up a ceremonial tomb with his brother's clothes.

There were offerings placed before the tomb as well.

For the past few days, Yoriichi Tsugikuni had been guarding his brother's grave.

When it came down to it, his brothe, was his last remaining family.

At this moment, Yoriichi Tsugikuni had returned to his 25-year-old appearance.

That was when he was at his peak.

"Brother, may you rest in peace!"

His eyes were filled with sorrow. Once again, he was alone.

His family members kept passing away, and even Yoriichi Tsugikuni felt sadness.

However, this only strengthened his resolve to kill the demons.

"It's time to end this."

Not far from him, a pitch-black space rift suddenly appeared.

Ren Asakura, wearing a school uniform, walked out of the rift.

"I'm here."

For the first time, both of them looked at each other, subconsciously sizing each other up.

Ren Asakura appeared to be just an ordinary high school student, slightly thin, with a delicate appearance, always wearing a smile on his face. The aura surrounding him was entirely that of an ordinary person.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni wore a red haori, with black long hair tied into a high ponytail that hung down. He had a Nichirin Blade hanging at his waist. His face always carried an expression of indifference, and even standing there, his posture was flawless.

"Hello, group leader!"

Yoriichi Tsugikuni slightly bowed as a gesture of respect.

If it weren't for Ren Asakura, Yoriichi Tsugikuni might have already died, unable to let his older brother rest in peace.

So, in his heart, Yoriichi Tsugikuni actually held great respect for Ren Asakura.

Ren Asakura waved his hand and spoke casually, "Nah, just call me Ren."

Ren said nonchalantly.

The online world and reality were different.

In real life, calling someone by their online nickname always felt a bit awkward.

"Ren."

Yoriichi Tsugikuni nodded.

"Shall we go kill the Demon King now?"

Ren Asakura said with a hint of excitement, eager to get started.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni thought for a moment and then spoke.

"Let's go find Miss Tamayo first! We need her to create an antidote to turn demons back into humans, and we need Muzan's blood for that!"

Even if they killed the Demon King Muzan, there would still be many demons left.

Only by addressing the root of the problem could they truly solve it.

Moreover, Muzan still had his 12 Kizuki (Upper Rank Demons).

Each of the 12 Kizuki possessed a vast amount of Muzan's blood.

If they were to share their blood with others, they could potentially turn them into demons.

Though not as terrifying as Muzan himself.

But leaving them alive was still quite dangerous.

It was even possible that a new Demon King could be born from them.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni knew how hard the future generations would have it.

His good friend's descendants would also be slaughtered by the Demon King.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni absolutely couldn't allow that to happen.

He planned carefully before acting.

Instead of rushing headlong into killing the Demon King, he decided to plan to eliminate all demons.

Ren Asakura couldn't help but give a thumbs-up.

"My group members are so outstanding! I'm so proud as the group leader!"

Yoriichi Tsugikuni had honed his heart for 80 years and had already matured.

This time, not only would he eliminate the Demon King,

but he would also destroy all the demons created by the Demon King.

Ren Asakura wasn't in a rush.

It had taken him a while to finally come out and play, so of course, he wanted to have fun.

His usual world was so boring.

"Brother, I'm leaving now. After all the demons are dealt with, I'll come back."

Yoriichi Tsugikuni placed the offerings in their proper place.

Ren Asakura stood by, watching. Before the crossing, he had family and loved ones,

but since crossing over, he had been alone, always alone.

The stronger one became, the lonelier it was.

Ren Asakura's lifespan could now be considered nearly infinite, and the lifespan of an ordinary person was but a fleeting moment in his eyes.

Yoriichi Tsugikuni clasped his hands in front of the tombstone.

When he opened his eyes again, his gaze was filled with determination.

"Let's go find Miss Tamayo first."

Ren Asakura nodded and clasped his hands behind his head, looking carefree, while his eyes constantly scanned the surroundings.

This was the ancient world!

There had to be many interesting things.

Although the Warring States period of this small island nation was just a series of village conflicts,

this world also had strange beings like demons.

And the world of Demon Slayer was a whole world.

Ren Asakura was actually more interested in exploring places outside the story.

If this tiny island could produce demons, there were certainly other strange things in other places.

...

Yoriichi Tsugikuni was doing well and had begun his actions.

However, things were a bit more complicated on the Demon King Muzan's side.

The Demon King Muzan, had hidden away ever since Yoriichi Tsugikuni had severely wounded him, vowing not to emerge unless Yoriichi Tsugikuni was dead.

He had been hiding for fifty to sixty years.

Just a few days ago, he suddenly realized that his collaborator,

Upper Rank One, Kokushibo, who had opened the Mark and the Transparent World, had fallen.

To be clear, Kokushibo was not one of Muzan's subordinates, but a collaborator,

his strength rivaling that of Demon King Muzan himself.

Yet, such a powerful being had fallen.

Now, in this small island nation, there was only one person who could kill Kokushibo.

That was the one who had previously cut Muzan down to a mere shadow of himself—Yoriichi Tsugikuni.

The current Demon Slayer Corps was practically useless.

Demon King Muzan did not believe that the Demon Slayer Corps had been responsible for Kokushibo's death.

Moreover, Kokushibo possessed abilities beyond the limits of a typical demon.

Even if his head was severed,

Kokushibo would not die.

Unless he was beheaded by a bright red sword.

The thought of the sun-like glowing red blade made Demon King Muzan feel uneasy.

The wound Yoriichi Tsugikuni had left on him was still not fully healed after all these years.

Occasionally, he still felt a burning sensation.

Fifty to sixty years had passed.

Even an ordinary person would have had their wounds healed by now.