Chapter 142: Ren's First Attempt at Blood Demon Art
You discover that the man's physique is extremely powerful. Every muscle is perfectly proportioned, yet compared with you, he still falls far behind.
After all, you're still young. Give it a few more years, and you'll surpass him.
Hmm. Looks like you actually don't care that his physique is better than yours!
You don't mind that he has three wives, either. After all, you're not doing too badly yourself!
You certainly aren't jealous of his wives, either. One wears black stockings, another wears fishnet stockings, and the third goes bare-legged.
Besides, girls wearing things like that are far too vulgar!
Ren, Ren, there are no women in your heart. Your sword shall surely become divine!
You actually used that to comfort yourself!
Suddenly, you felt much better.
Your attention began to refocus.
You began distinguishing different levels of transparency.
You saw completely through Uzui Tengen in your eyes!
You noticed an error and began correcting it, restoring the "color" of his bones.
You realized something was wrong, so you overturned the table and started again.
You restored the "color" of his neural network.
You began making comparisons and analyzing the situation from a medical perspective.
You discovered that Uzui Tengen's poisoning had worsened. Because of the intense battle, his entire body had become paralyzed, and he could no longer even speak!
You began thinking.
You couldn't seem to find a solution, so you started reasoning inside your mind.
Once.
Ten times.
A hundred times...
In the end, you discovered that there was only one method worth trying!
You fell into a dilemma!
"Dragon Hashira, have you run into some trouble?"
Hinatsuru stood beside him, looking extremely nervous. Seeing the worried expression on Ren's face made her anxious as well.
Suma, meanwhile, was even more dramatic.
"Waaah! Does that mean Lord Tengen really can't escape death?!"
Smack!
Makio knocked Suma on the head.
"Can't you wish Lord Tengen good luck for once?!"
Seeing this, Uzui Tengen silently closed his eyes.
"As expected, I can't even leave my last words in peace..."
"Stop arguing."
Ren's calm voice immediately silenced everyone.
They all held their breaths and stared at him.
Ren continued,
"Your poisoning is severe. It's already too late to look for medicine."
"First, try using the breathing technique I just taught you to stop the damage from spreading. I'll figure out the rest."
Uzui Tengen nodded.
To be honest, ever since becoming a Hashira, he had always treated life and death rather lightly.
But clinging to life was still better than simply dying. If he could live to old age, who would willingly choose death?
And what about the three wives he would have in the future?
Uzui Tengen hesitated for a moment...
"Don't move."
Ren suddenly spoke.
Then Ren lowered his head.
You recalled the manifestation of Nezuko's Blood Demon Art.
You began reasoning and experimenting!
That's right.
Ren's method was inspired by Nezuko's method in the original story to help Uzui Tengen expel the poison.
But this was Blood Demon Art, and it was Ren's first attempt at creating a technique related to Blood Demon Art.
Naturally, he was somewhat nervous.
"There's only one chance."
Ren took a deep breath.
He knew that the man's life was currently in his hands.
He absolutely could not make a mistake.
You began deducing.
You tried to fuse your own blood with the flames of Thunderclap Blade, hoping to create Blood Demon Art—Flame.
But you failed.
You began a second attempt...
You began a third attempt...
This was already your Nth attempt...
You failed.
The poison inside his body had already spread to his chest, and you didn't have much time left.
You began your final attempt!
A bead of sweat slid down Ren's cheek.
His face had begun to flush slightly from the tension.
No one present dared disturb him, afraid that even the slightest distraction would break Ren's concentration.
Uzui Tengen quietly lay on the ground.
He had already prepared himself to welcome death.
He didn't blame Ren.
He only blamed himself for holding everyone back.
After all, how dangerous was a battle against an Upper Rank?
The achievements he had already accomplished surpassed those of many of his predecessors.
To be honest, Uzui Tengen had no regrets.
Above them, a brilliant sun slowly rose into the sky.
The first rays of dawn poured down upon the world.
At the same time, Ren suddenly drew his sword and slashed toward the sky with lightning speed.
The blade vibrated violently, friction against the air producing dazzling flames.
Then, with an extremely strange angle, the tip of the blade suddenly turned and slashed toward Ren's own arm.
A line of blood appeared at his elbow.
Then Ren suddenly closed his eyes!
You felt it!
You recalled the principles behind Dragon Breathing—
Ninth Form: Dragon Shadow Doppelgänger!
Your blood boiled with fury!
Whoosh!
As the sunlight shone down upon everyone's heads, a beautiful pinkish-red flower suddenly bloomed across Uzui Tengen's body.
Suma immediately shouted,
"Hey! Lord Tengen isn't dead yet! Don't rush to cremate him!"
Smack!
Makio withdrew her fist.
"Shut up!"
Hinatsuru looked extremely worried, but she bit her lip and chose to trust Ren.
And what about Uzui Tengen himself?
He closed his eyes.
At that moment, he actually began to enjoy the sensation.
It was so warm.
So gentle.
For some reason, Uzui Tengen suddenly felt as though he had returned to his childhood.
Then he saw his mother.
She held him in her arms and sang him a beautiful lullaby.
It was an indescribably nostalgic feeling...
Perhaps Uzui Tengen himself didn't understand why he felt this way.
He hadn't been wrapped in swaddling clothes for more than twenty years.
Yet today, he truly felt the warmth of a mother's love from Ren...
Boom—
The flames gradually intensified.
You perfectly fused blood and flame.
You reached enlightenment!
You created a new sword technique—
[Dragon Breathing, Tenth Form—Dragon's Burning Origin Blood!]
You felt that perhaps it would be more appropriate to classify it as a Blood Demon Art.
Hiss—
The flames gradually weakened until they completely disappeared.
Ren's mental state was terrible at this moment.
Because he had used too much blood, he was now suffering from anemia.
By comparison, Uzui Tengen...
He was now full of energy.
He could even walk around!
"What a miracle!"
Suma's eyes were filled with tears.
"The adult version of the Dragon Hashira is amazing! I thought I was going to become a widow!"
Ren: "..."
Uzui Tengen: "..."
Hinatsuru: "..."
Before Uzui Tengen could say anything, Makio immediately covered Suma's mouth.
Then she casually said to Ren,
"Dragon Hashira, please don't mind her. Suma always talks like this. I'll deal with her when we get back."
Ren didn't respond.
"Adult Dragon Hashira? Adult Dragon Hashira?"
Then Makio saw Ren collapse directly onto the ground.
Suma was about to say something, but Makio hurriedly covered her mouth again.
After recovering, Uzui Tengen carefully examined Ren's condition.
He discovered that Ren had merely fainted from anemia.
So Uzui Tengen personally carried Ren on his back.
Hinatsuru said worriedly,
"Lord Tengen, let me carry him. Your body..."
Uzui Tengen shook his head.
"It's fine. This is a debt I owe Ren. I already owe him my life."
"Also..."
Uzui Tengen suddenly turned his head, his expression becoming solemn.
"Don't mention what happened today again."