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However, in the end, Xia Yan was still one step ahead!
Countless fragments of spider silk intertwine with sparks, red and gold collide, and if you ignore the somber feeling and only look at this gorgeous scene, you might even feel a touch of romance.
Although Xuanwu is a defensive creature, it does not block attacks like a shield.
Instead, it acts like a shredder, using terrifying wind pressure to grind all attacks that hit it into dust, which is why it is said that no matter what kind of move it is, it can restore it to "nothingness".
Under Xuanwu's protection, Xia Yan leisurely enjoyed the scene before him, with Hua Li holding a little beauty in his arms, emphasizing a relaxed and carefree atmosphere.
Conversely, the person standing opposite, Lei, felt immense pressure at that moment.
"What's wrong?! What happened?!"
What did he do? What is that invisible barrier?! And what is that terrifying monster?!
Why can't my lines even get close? They all scatter in an instant!?
'Not even one touched? Those are my strongest threads!'
"Impossible! I don't believe it! Do it again... again..."
What was happening before his eyes was clearly beyond Lei's comprehension, causing him to let out a helpless and furious roar. However, when he stubbornly tried to launch another attack, his voice suddenly stopped.
"You're sweating now, bro."
Xia Yan's lips curled up slightly, revealing a dragon king-like smile. He casually slung his long sword over his shoulder, appearing completely unprepared.
It was clear that they had decided that Lei could no longer pose any threat to him.
Lei did not respond to his words.
He clearly said he wanted to do it again, but his body was frozen in place like a specimen, seemingly with no intention of moving.
However, judging from the bulging veins on his body and the slight trembling of his muscles when he exerted force, he was not playing the game of being a wooden puppet, but was trapped by something and unable to move!
"You felt it, didn't you? This suffocating feeling, like being coiled by a python, do you like it, bro?"
"Damn it!!!"
"What on earth did you do?!"
Exhausted, he struggled and let out a frustrated roar.
Ghosts are actually very difficult to restrain because they can forcibly break free of restraints by self-harm.
Xia Yan had encountered this problem before, when he first met the Twelve Demon Moons, which was the moment he officially received the title of "Storm Pillar".
At that moment, the ghost forcibly twisted its body, breaking off its arm and reducing its size. Taking advantage of the brief opening, it broke free from Xuanwu's restraints.
It could be said that Xia Yan's intentional indulgence was a result of his wanton playfulness.
This is not a flaw in the technique itself, since Mumyo Shinfuryu is originally a technique for humans, and humans cannot do that.
However, this also indicates that there is still room for improvement in the original Xuanwu.
After his swordsmanship talent was maxed out by the Stand ability of "Anubis", Xia Yan was naturally able to easily further refine and localize it.
After the improvements, the feeling of constraint brought by Xuanwu is no longer simply binding it, but rather like being buried alive, with no point of leverage to be found.
Moreover, whether it grows bigger or smaller, it cannot escape.
Unless the power is great enough to break the Xuanwu's restraints directly, otherwise...
Even if you were to self-destruct on the spot, your blood plasma would only be confined to the current area.
"Hey, this scene feels so familiar. Why do you guys always ask the enemy these pointless questions? Do you really think I'd answer you honestly?"
"I am neither your elementary school teacher nor your parent, and I have no obligation to answer your questions."
"However, I once answered a question for a ghost. If you're really curious, you can ask him when you're in hell."
As he spoke, Xia Yan strolled leisurely toward Lei.
The long sword in his hand gleamed with a cold, clear light under the moonlight.
"Oh, yes—"
As if suddenly remembering something, Xia Yan stopped what he was doing.
"You should have felt it too, right? Feeling the Xuanwu's binding force, as intense as heaven and earth..."
The closing remarks after a move are a tradition of Mumyo Kami Furyū, and should not be forgotten.
The volunteer recruitment campaign was a complete success!
Chapter 393 The Girl's Premeditated Plan
Under the cover of night, Xia Yan led his newly captured pet, which he named "Ya Mei," toward home.
As for the volunteers recruited, Lower Moon Five - Tired, only had a head left.
At this moment, his eyes were closed as if he were asleep, and he was being held in Ami's hands with trepidation.
Judging from her cautious manner, it seemed as if she was ready to throw her tired head away at the slightest disturbance.
However, her idea was simply unfounded worry.
Since Xia Yan came to recruit volunteers, he would naturally make all the preparations perfect.
It's important to know that, apart from those who underwent special modifications, such as Tamayo and Reiyoko, or those who were not transformed into demons through Muzan's blood, there are others.
If Muzan wanted to, he could easily detect the location of all the other demons.
Although Muzan couldn't be bothered with demons like Ami who didn't even have names, he would naturally pay attention to the Twelve Demon Moons, especially Rui, who was his favorite.
Bringing a demon of this caliber home rashly would be tantamount to exposing one's lair to Muzan.
Xia Yan would never do something so foolish.
Before leaving, he had already prepared the medicine, which could make the demons at the level of the Twelve Demon Moons completely lose consciousness and fall into a deep sleep.
Furthermore, before the effects of the medicine are completely broken down by the demon's constitution, it can temporarily shield him from Muzan's perception of him, but unlike Reiji and Tamayo, it will not completely sever the connection with Muzan.
Because Natsuhiko collected a large amount of blood from Akaza and Daki, the effects of the medicine were created by comparing it to the constitution of an Upper Moon demon.
Without the appropriate antidote, given his level of fatigue, it would take at least a week for the drug's effects to dissipate.
The reason he only brought back the head was simply because Xia Yan was too lazy to bring the body back as well; otherwise, he could have easily brought the whole ghost back with him.
As for what happens after the effects of the medicine wear off...
Putting aside whether he can survive those messy potions developed by Tamayo and Kanae Kocho that target Upper Moon demons or even Muzan himself.
Even if he were lucky enough not to die from those drug trials.
Conservatively speaking, this kid will finish his work before noon tomorrow, and then be baked to ashes in the middle of Xia Yan's yard, ending his not-so-short but sinful life.
So there's no need to worry about this.
……
It was already past midnight when I got home.
Fortunately, winter is approaching, and there is still a long time before dawn.
After leaving his exhausted head in the basement to serve as a guinea pig for two researchers and settling in with his new pet, Xia Yan returned to his room.
After all, there's plenty of time, so there's no rush. We need to give her time to get used to the environment.
Back in his room, looking at the bulging figure in the blankets, Xia Yan rarely showed a warm smile.
Kanae and Tamayo have just taken over as test subjects and are currently busy in the basement. Although Shinobu Kocho occasionally comes to help out, she sleeps with her sister when she's not home and doesn't stay here alone.
Although Mrs. Amane's decision has been made, the two of them haven't reached that point yet.
Koi Natsu was still handing over her duties as the courtesan at the time, while her maid, Rei, stayed by her side to prevent her from running into any trouble.
In other words, at this moment, the person in bed only has one option, which is—
"——Midouzi!!?"
Looking at the blushing girl in his arms, Xia Yan slowly typed a question mark.
He originally thought that it should be Kui Zhi lying on the bed, since the couple usually slept in the same bed.
I just didn't expect that after crawling into bed and instinctively reaching out, I would find that the size seemed, appeared, or was probably...
Something doesn't seem right?
In the darkness, Nezuko, her face flushed, covered the lower half of her face with the corner of the blanket. "Mr. Natsuhiko, my mother has been staying at the Butterfly Mansion recently to make it easier for her to rest during her pregnancy. She has a dedicated caregiver looking after her..."
"Oh, really... that's pretty good..."
Xia Yan didn't know what to say.
The main issue was that his hand was still on the inverted jade bowl, while Nezuko held onto his arm tightly with both hands.
Just as Xia Yan realized he had touched the wrong person, Nezuko hugged him tightly with both arms like a koala, as if it had been planned all along.
No, this situation should be confirmed without a doubt; it was premeditated!
What should I do if my adopted daughter attacks me at night? I need help urgently...
He didn't intentionally make a mistake.
After all, Nezuko was huddled under the covers, and while the Byakugan had a 360-degree field of vision when it was closed, it couldn't see through objects.
Xia Yan doesn't have paranoia, and his family consists entirely of his own. He wouldn't be idle; before getting into bed, he would check to see if anyone was hiding under the covers.
As a result, Nezuko managed to find an opening.
It's not that Xia Yan is some kind of virtuous gentleman; it's just that he hadn't really considered Nezuko before. He usually treated her like a normal father and daughter, without doing anything like raising her.
But now he was caught off guard by the unexpected turn of events.
Moreover, Tanjiro, the older brother, is fourteen years old.
Nezuko is a year younger than Tanjiro, so attacking her would violate Natsuhiko's principles.
After all, he has always advocated against having sex with children.
Lingyuzi doesn't count, after all, she's actually over a hundred years old, she just looks young.
Why does a centenarian act like a young girl?
A warm, smooth touch gently enveloped my arm, and an amazing elastic sensation came from the outside of my left upper arm, mainly concentrated from the elbow down to near the forearm.