Demon Slayer: Add friends to become stronger! Zenitsu is my best friend

In a drug dealer's mansion,

Muzan in child form was flipping through a book about medicinal materials.

Every page of the book recorded the growth environment and medicinal value of rare herbs.

Although he had read more than a hundred books of this kind, he still had a glimmer of hope.

What if he could find the whereabouts of the red spider lily in this book?....

The red spider lily is of great significance to him. It is related to whether he can overcome the sun and live in the sun.

With this expectation, Muzan's eyes swept across the pages of the book one by one.

The wind outside the window gently blew the curtains, and the moonlight sprinkled into the room through the veil, reflecting the outline of the night outside.

Just as Muzan was reading attentively, a figure suddenly appeared on the balcony, kneeling on one knee. It was Akaza, the Upper Three.

Akaza's appearance broke the tranquility in the room.

There was a hint of tension and uneasiness on his cold expression, because he knew that his trip was not to bring good news.

Akaza cleared his throat and tried his best to keep his voice stable:"Akoza comes to report, Lord Muzan."

This sentence���After coming out, Muzan slowly put down the book in his hand. His originally calm black pupils suddenly turned into a deep red, and the air around him seemed to solidify.

The atmosphere of the whole room changed dramatically with the change of Muzan's momentum, just like the depression before the storm.

""Have you found what I ordered?" Muzan's voice was low and calm, but every word revealed unquestionable majesty.

Akaza lowered his head, not daring to look into Muzan's oppressive ruby pupils. His voice was slightly hoarse:"I have investigated, but I have not received any definite information, nor can I confirm whether it exists. I have not been able to find the blue spider lily."

"So what?"

There was no change in emotion on Muzan's face, as if the blue red spider lily he was thinking about was not important.

"In order to live up to your expectations, I will continue to work hard in the future."

Akaza finished speaking, and Muzan slowly turned around, expressionless, with veins on his face faintly emerging, as if the anger in his heart was slowly accumulating.

The air in the room became heavier because of Muzan's anger, and it was almost suffocating.

"So, what about the matter over there in Nightmare? Why don't you report it to me? Is it because you feel ashamed too?"

Muzan's voice was calm but full of threats, and every word seemed to be cold and sharp, cutting the air around him.

Akaza knelt stiffly on the ground, not daring to look up. His body trembled slightly, and he felt the strong sense of oppression from Muzan.

His throat was dry, and he dared not argue. He knew very well the seriousness of interrupting Muzan.

Before he finished speaking, Muzan suddenly pointed his finger at Akaza, and an invisible shock wave instantly rushed towards Akaza. Wherever the shock wave passed, the air seemed to be compressed, producing a whistling sound.

Akaza's body was stiff. He knew that any resistance was futile, and he let this force hit him.

In an instant, he felt a huge pressure on himself, as if to crush him completely.

"You can't even destroy a mere pillar, do you think you are still qualified to be an upper string?"

Muzan's voice became even colder, and the pages of the book in his hands were torn unconsciously, and with each tear of the page, Akaza's body seemed to suffer the same torture. With each tear of the page, there seemed to be an extra crack on Akaza's body.

The sound of the pages tearing and Akaza's muffled groan intertwined, making the atmosphere even more depressing.

Cracks of varying sizes began to appear on Akaza's skin, and blood oozed from the cracks, dripping onto the cold and hard ground, making a slight sound.

Muzan slowly walked to the window, his eyes fixed on the moonlight outside the window, with his back to Akaza, who was still struggling in pain.

His voice was cold and detached from emotion,"If you can't prove your own worth, then what is the meaning of your existence?"

""Let a kid who's not even at the Pillar level suppress you."

Muzan said, looking at Akaza with a gloomy look.

The surging anger in his eyes seemed to burn the former to ashes, and the cracks that appeared in his eyes symbolized the violence and dissatisfaction in his heart.

Every word seemed to be peeled off from the ice, biting and cold:"You really disappoint me, I didn't expect the third upper moon to fall to this point."

Then, Muzan turned and walked towards a bookshelf in the room.

Every step he took seemed heavy and slow, as if every step was stepping on Akaza's heart.

Coming to the bookshelf, Muzan's hand rested on a row of old books, and his slender fingers gently pulled out a beautifully bound book.

At the moment of pulling out the book, he ordered coldly, without any emotional fluctuations in his voice, indifferent to the extreme:"Stand back."

He didn't even turn his head, his eyes were fixed on the newly drawn book in his hand, as if Akaza's existence had been put behind him.

The sound of the pages turning gently echoed in the room, interweaving with the night wind outside, bringing an inexplicable sense of oppression.

Akaza lowered his head. Facing Muzan's coldness and orders, he had no room for defense.

Although the wounds on his body were still bleeding, he still tried to maintain his last dignity, slowly stood up and stepped back, and jumped down from the windowsill.

Muzan opened the book in his hand, seemingly browsing the contents above, but his mind had already begun to wander.

"Transparent World...Appeared again? Wasn't the inheritance of the Warring States Period broken?"

The scene of Luochuan and Akaza fighting appeared in his mind again.

Although the transparent world on Luochuan had some defects, it was indeed a transparent world.

Are there any other inheritances left?

Muzan exerted a little force on the palm holding the book. When he thought of the transparent world, he remembered the figure in the Warring States Period that frightened him so much.

Will Luochuan become the second Tsugakuni Yoriichi?

No, the transparent world is not enough. Without the blessing of the Sun Breathing, no one can become the second Tsugakuni Yoriichi.

But even so, Luochuan cannot be allowed to grow.

The speed at which Luochuan's strength is improving is so fast that even he can't help but feel a sense of urgency in his heart.

""Useless trash"

Thinking of this, Muzan cursed with a gloomy look.

In his opinion, even if Luochuan could open the transparent world, it would only be for a short time, and Akaza was fully capable of killing them.

But Akaza was contemptuous and hesitated to use his full strength, and was finally forced away.

He had the opportunity to nip the threat in the bud, but he gave the other party a chance. What a waste!

"Crunch"

"I heard a lot of noise, are you okay?"

A middle-aged man pushed open the door and asked Wuzan.

Wuzan's eyes turned from red to black. Now he still needed the identity of a drug dealer to find the blue Bianhua for himself, and he couldn't expose himself........

Akaza jumped out of the window and walked into the dark forest.

The night wind blew across Akaza's face, and his heart was filled with confusion and anger.

Muzan's words were like a sharp knife, deeply engraved in his heart, and the words"You really disappoint me" were like invisible shackles, suffocating him.