A Second Golden Legend
"As expected of my Goddess of Luck, she truly delivers."
The ten streaks of starlight resolved into ten character cards: one gold, two blue, three green, and four white. Qi Yan efficiently dismissed the lower tiers: the white and green were cannon fodder, fleeting figures from forgotten side-plots. The blues were minor elites, like the Chunin he had recycled, possessing some basic proficiency.
The focus remained solely on the golden card. His eyes widened, his breath catching in his throat. "It's actually him!"
On the card, the figure stood in the posture of an absolute master:
A samurai in a red haori.
Long, dark red hair tied in a high ponytail.
Red irises and distinctive paper earrings with a red sun motif.
A striking, strange patterned mark on his forehead.
He held a red longsword.
Even a static image exuded an unbearable, terrifying pressure.
Tsugikuni Yoriichi.
The name sent a shiver of awe through Qi Yan. He knew Yoriichi wasn't just a powerful character; he was the absolute ceiling of the Demon Slayer world. While many anime powerhouses could destroy cities or islands, Yoriichi's strength was different. He was the embodiment of lethality.
You might be able to destroy the world, but I can kill you.
The most powerful demon in the world, Muzan Kibutsuji, was utterly devastated by Yoriichi in their single encounter, forced to self-destruct just to escape. Muzan lived the rest of his millennia in fear, waiting for Yoriichi to die before showing his face again.
Qi Yan carefully selected all characters except Ulquiorra Cifer and Tsugikuni Yoriichi for recycling. He checked twice—no accidental taps. Losing a golden legend would be a lifetime of regret.
"Are you sure you want to recover all selected characters?"
"Confirm!"
"Ding! Recovery successful! Host's magic power increased by ☆!"
"System, those were two blue elites! Why is it still only half a star increase?!" Qi Yan grumbled. "Are you taking kickbacks?!"
"The higher the magic power star level, the greater the difficulty of advancement. Everything is calculated accordingly. If the Host wishes to increase more magic power, he may recover characters of higher quality."
"You're ruthless!" Qi Yan sighed, knowing the system wouldn't budge. He opened his personal panel.
Host: Qi YanAge: 18
Race: HumanMagic Power: ★★
(Two Stars)Magic: Take Over Magic - Anime Soul
Character Cards: Ulquiorra Cifer (Gold), Tsugikuni Yoriichi (Gold)
Full Take Over: Tsugikuni Yoriichi
Qi Yan stood in the silence of his new home and mentally activated his new power.
"Full Take Over! Tsugikuni Yoriichi!"
His hair rapidly grew, his clothes shifted into the distinct samurai garb, and his features molded into those of the peerless swordsman. Within moments, he was the spitting image of Yoriichi, save for his core consciousness.
The memories flooded his mind, overwhelming him with a sense of clarity and lethal purpose.
The Transparent World. The ability to see beyond the skin—to see the rise and fall of lungs, the flow of blood vessels, and the precise contraction of muscles. This ability allowed him to predict movements with uncanny accuracy and optimize his own sword strikes to a godly degree.
He watched Yoriichi's life flash: the creation of Sun Breathing, the single strike that crippled Muzan, and the final, hesitant moment against his brother, Kokushibo, before his death.
"Hoo~~~~!!"
Qi Yan took a deep, shuddering breath. The anime was conservative. The true Yoriichi was an existence that transcended human limits. Genius is merely the threshold to see him.
Qi Yan gripped his new red longsword and attempted a simple movement using the Sun Breathing technique.
A potent, physical force surged through his body. This wasn't magic, but pure, terrifying physical enhancement. His attributes soared, but simultaneously, his limited magic power began to drain at an alarming rate.
After a short, intense period, Qi Yan released the transformation, returning to his original body.
The Permanent Breath
A strong sense of physical disparity hit him—the feeling of dropping from a god to a merely strong man.
But then, his body instinctively reacted.
"Inhale~~~! Exhale~~~!"
Without thinking, Qi Yan's body performed the deep, focused breathing rhythm. As he used the Sun Breathing technique, he instantly felt a rush of invigorating, powerful strength filling his body, chasing away the transformation fatigue.
Qi Yan was stunned. He was no longer in the Take Over state.
He immediately turned to the system.
"System, why can I still use the breathing style now?"