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Chapter 406 - Chapter 286: Ging x Hatsu x Nichirin Train

Open your mouth,

Intending to say something,

In the end, he swallowed his words back... His face, meticulously managed, turned upwards with Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni, gazing at the sun that had leapt high into the sky, silently sighed in his heart....

Though, as the vice-captain of the First Squad, it was his duty not to wish for turmoil in the Soul Court or the Soul Society, but... if it truly came to that step,

Taketsuna Minazuki rubbed the Severe Spirit Pill tied at his waist, just as his captain and close friend beside him said, nothing more than... unsheathing the sword, nothing more than... battle!

"Whoosh~" a gust of wind arose, carrying spiritual power as it gently drifted by,

The small courtyard quieted down, much like that "ground zero" in the Demon Slayer World, lifeless, the hills covered with charred and carbonized soil, empty except for... one person sprawled in a big X shape on the ground, facing the night sky with his back against the scorched earth, silently recovering Nen.

"Tap... tap......"

Who knows how long had passed, Roy felt as if he had taken another nap in his dreams before slowly opening his eyes, gazing afar at the bright moon, as the moonlight poured down, not tilting his head as he asked towards the west: "Is there water?"

In the western suburbs of Kyoto, a tall figure strolled out from the deep night shade.

He was draped in a brown haori, with the left half embossed with the Buddhist verse "Namah Amida Butsu" and the right half declaring "Buddha Vajra," underneath, a pitch-black Demon Slayer Corps uniform adorned him, topped with a string of blazing red prayer beads,

Approaching, he pulled a water pouch from his bosom and tossed it over, then, placing his right hand on his chest, kneeled with one knee on the ground, offering a pious salute, he said: "Praise the sun... Lord Eiichiro Oda, please punish me."

"Gulp~ gulp~ gulp~" The water pouch flew over, caught by the boy lying on the ground with long flaming red hair casually draped, reaching out and grabbing it, heedless to anything else, he uncorked it and drank it in one go, draining it dry, then flung it back in a graceful arc towards Gyomei Himejima,

Snatched single-handedly by the monk, it was caught back in his hand....

Roy exhaled a satisfied breath, smiling slightly as he looked at Gyomei Himejima, saying: "Punished for what? What did you do wrong?"

"Wrong in weakness,"

"Wrong in arrogance,"

"Wrong in being of no help to you."

Gyomei Himejima pressed his palms together, apologetically uttering a Buddha's name....

His tall and robust figure seemed even larger than before, evidently opening his Acupoints and formally learning "Nen," the monk, trained by Nen, recalling the past, now incomparable to his former self.

Through the Nen escaping from Gyomei Himejima's crown, Roy discerned a hint of "despondent" "gray." With a thought, he opened the disciple panel, glancing over....

[Disciple: Wutong (Note: Absolute Loyalty)]

[Current Status: Practicing Nen....]

[Constitution continuously strengthened by Nen training......]

[Current: 628 (Note: Normal human is 1, before opening Acupoints it was 107)]

[Manifested Nen Amount: C-(84154/100000) (Note: Continuously increasing)]

[Potential Qi Amount: C+ (54988/100000) (Note: Continuously increasing)]

[Four Major Principles: [Ten] Mastery...[Zetsu] Mastery...[Ren] Entry Level...[Hatsu] To be developed]

[System: Inclination...[Enhancement System]...pending Water Divination test....]

[Evaluation: C—]

[Note: Compared to ants, your disciple "Gyomei Himejima" has reached the level of an elite ant squad captain, only a step away from ant Master General, possessing high plasticity]

Roy then proceeded... to individually open the disciple panels of Kyojuro Rengoku, Tomioka Giyu, and Shinazugawa Sanemi,

Most had an "evaluation" of D+,

Except Kyojuro Rengoku who opened his Acupoints earlier, also rated at "C—" level, yet whether it was "Manifested Nen Amount" or "Potential Qi Amount," or the mastery of [Four Major Principles][Ten][Zetsu][Ren][Hatsu],

All were noticeably a step behind Gyomei Himejima,

Clearly... with the monk's "exceptional talent," has now achieved "overtaking," becoming the unambiguous... number one among this batch of disciples in the Demon Slayer World!

"Gyomei," Roy finished looking through the information, closed the panel, and with a gentle gaze said: "Self-awareness... is not a fault... you see, that is an opponent even I cannot defeat."

The battle with Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni made Roy profoundly understand the might of the "Millennium Commander" "Strongest Shinigami"!

Not to mention the "Soul Cutting Blade," nor the "Spiritual Pressure," nor the terrifyingly accumulated "battle experience" of more than two thousand years. Roy was quite aware, Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni had held back, and... held back significantly, otherwise,

Now, what Gyomei Himejima would see wouldn't be him, but a charred skeleton......

"Who is he?"

"Yamamoto Genryuusai Shigekuni."

"A person of this world?"

"No, not in this world."

Gyomei Himejima's massive stature suddenly trembled, looking up again, with tears streaming down his cheeks, he cautiously asked Roy: "Lord Eiichiro Oda, is there truly another world beyond this?"

"Of course," The boy clasped his hands behind his head, gazing at the moonlight spilling from the bright moon, he softly said: "Gyomei, never be constrained by your own cognition,"

"You feel it's impossible, in the end, it's only what you think, it doesn't mean it's... reality."

Just as he himself never imagined he would time travel, nor did he imagine warping directly to the Zoldyck Family, thus awakening the Nen ability "Gate of Cognition" and beginning to roam across worlds,

The life of a person is truly miraculous!

"Praise the sun...." As his chest heaved, Gyomei Himejima's breathing suddenly became rapid, apparently... the monk, with his many years of Zen practice cultivating composure, couldn't withstand the impact of this message, let alone others.

"Tap... tap...." Approaching were a few more footsteps, heavy or light, slowly coming from all around,

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