[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse":3,"chapter-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-25":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"english","From Thunder Breathing to the Multiverse",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},1676059,2141,"Chapter 25 25: Tsugikuni Yoriichi","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-25",25,"\u003Cp>\"Ah… found it at last. This should be the place, right?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tachibana Kyūjō stood in front of a plain-looking wall, its surface weathered and unremarkable to any passerby. But his sharp eyes were scanning for something more—something beneath the surface.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's hidden pretty well... Is this an illusion-type Blood Demon Art?\" he muttered softly. \"It's masking itself—making people instinctively ignore it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō didn't hesitate for a second.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He stepped forward, walking straight into the wall—only for his body to pass through it like mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no resistance. No impact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As if the wall was just a shadow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As half his body phased through the illusion, Kyūjō paused and turned slightly to the southwest. His gaze sharpened, and he whispered under his breath:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Kibutsuji Muzan… be ready.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Your new 'father' is coming for you soon.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes. On his way to find Tamayo in Asakusa, Kyūjō had caught a whiff of something unmistakable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A rotting stench that didn't cling to the flesh, but reeked from deep within the soul—something only centuries of killing and corruption could create.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There was no mistaking it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That presence… could only belong to Muzan Kibutsuji.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō knew he wasn't ready.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not yet, at least—not for a one-on-one fight against the progenitor of all demons.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Especially not when Muzan could vanish at will, supported by elite subordinates, and drag his enemies into the Infinity Castle with a single strum of Nakime's biwa.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Getting caught in that place would be a death sentence.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unlike some Hashira in the original timeline—who lunged headfirst at the mere mention of Muzan's name—Kyūjō understood the value of patience.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He knew when to strike… and when to wait.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"...Heh.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A smirk tugged at the edge of his lips as he lifted his face to the sky.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Give me a few more years, Muzan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then I'll sweep you aside like a pest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like you're nothing more than a gnat beneath my blade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, the one who had once brought Muzan to the brink of death…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was none other than Tsugikuni Yoriichi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A living legend. A man who had surpassed all human limitations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born with the Transparent World.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born with the Demon Slayer Mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Born with Sun Breathing, not a derivative imitation.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(Yoriichi created the five fundamental Breathing Styles from his own Sun Breathing technique—proof that his very body and soul operated on a different level from birth.)\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even without intense training, his body grew stronger with age. Everything about him was effortless.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If there was one area where Kyūjō might exceed him… it would be in perception and mental depth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Sixth Sense granted by Kenshin Tōmei, and mastery of the Transparent World, Kyūjō's spiritual sensitivity had reached a level even deeper than Yoriichi's.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had even unlocked the secret behind activating the Demon Slayer Mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he had no intention of using it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Activating a Mark might grant immense power—a distinct pattern manifesting on the skin as the body reaches a heightened state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But it came at a price.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>To awaken it, the body must be forced beyond biological limits: a core temperature of 39°C, a heart rate above 200 bpm, and a flood of adrenaline surging through every vein.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When that moment comes… the entire body feels like it's burning alive.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But the real danger wasn't in unlocking the Mark.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was surviving it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because that power came with a curse—it borrowed from one's future to strengthen the present.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Every swordsman who awakened a Mark would die before the age of 25.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Except for one man: Tsugikuni Yoriichi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the only exception. The only one who lived past that limit with his Mark intact.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Kyūjō…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Was not Yoriichi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If he opened the Mark, he knew—he wouldn't live long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His current body was stable, healthy, capable of surviving to a ripe old age—perhaps even past eighty.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Activating the Mark would burn through all of that, trading decades for fleeting power.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It simply wasn't worth the trade.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not unless… he had no other choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When it came to technique—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yes, it was true that Thunder Breathing didn't compare to Sun Breathing in raw origin or purity.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But so far, Kyūjō's body had synced almost perfectly with lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even if he managed to master Sun Breathing, there was no guarantee the results would surpass what he had already achieved with Thunder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Resonance of body and soul mattered more than technique hierarchy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the end, Sun Breathing belonged to one man alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone else could only imitate it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Even Tanjiro, in the original story, never truly reached Yoriichi's level—despite using the same style.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Because in truth, every other Breathing Style in existence was just a fragment of Yoriichi's original.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If Kyūjō wished to surpass that legend…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then his only path forward was to forge a Breathing Style entirely of his own.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Passing through the illusory barrier, Kyūjō stepped into the hidden courtyard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His steps were calm, deliberate—unhidden.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He wanted them to know: he was not an enemy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside the modest western-style house nestled quietly within the illusion, two residents were in the middle of conducting a medical experiment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They paused, their ears catching the approaching footsteps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tamayo turned to her companion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yushirō… that's not a demon. It's still daytime. It must be human.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yushirō frowned. \"Maybe some clueless civilian who wandered in?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Tamayo gently shook her head. Her expression was serene, yet serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"His steps are too steady. His breathing is controlled.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"He's no ordinary person. And it feels like... he came here on purpose.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Open the door, Yushirō.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yushirō hesitated. \"But…\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"It's fine,\" Tamayo said with a warm smile. \"If he had ill intent… we wouldn't even hear his footsteps.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Outside, Kyūjō reached the doorway.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a calm, composed voice, he spoke:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You're absolutely right, beautiful lady. I've come without malice.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The moment that sentence left his lips, a vein bulged on Yushirō's forehead.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How dare this human speak so boldly about Tamayo-sama—out loud?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"You insolent bastard!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yushirō stomped toward the door, flung it open just a crack, and snapped from the shadows:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Hurry up and get inside! Don't keep Tamayo-sama waiting!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Yushirō!\" Tamayo's voice echoed gently from within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah—! I-I'm sorry, Tamayo-sama! I'll behave, I promise!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yushirō did a complete one-eighty, his expression flipping into polite sweetness.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Kyūjō scratched the back of his head.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This kid seriously had no manners.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Still, he didn't take it personally. With steady composure, he stepped into the house.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Standing there in the soft light of the doorway was a tall young man, dressed in an elegant sky-blue cloak. Twin Nichirin blades hung at his waist, and his face carried a quiet strength—calm, noble, and confident.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yushirō stared at him for a long moment.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>...Damn it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did he have to be that handsome?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Why did this pretty boy have to show up in front of Tamayo-sama now of all times?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A tiny, bitter seed of jealousy began to sprout in Yushirō's demon heart.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✨ Special thanks to my newest Patreon supporters!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Your support keeps this series alive and growing!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Joseph Sepulveda, Big Brizzz, Michael Thomas, Austin, Just Some Guy With A Mustage, Kloud Paradizo, Hamza Ahmed, King, Haznyb, Michael White, merp, Harith Hisyam, Moonlight, Christopher Kennedy\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — — — — — — — — — — — — — — —\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>📚 Want to read more chapters or get early access?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join my Patreon here:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>🔗 patreon.com\u002FFaaanzKun\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Enjoy 30+ chapters ahead of WebNovel\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>✅ Get 2 new chapters every day exclusively on Patreon\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>> Already caught up with the latest chapter on WebNovel?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Continue the journey early for just:\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>$5\u002Fmonth\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Join now and dive deeper into the story—weeks ahead of public release!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thank you for your amazing support 💖\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>— — —\u003C\u002Fp>",1309,"2026-06-06T13:14:23.720Z",1,"novelbin.me","eb973e860a4e581eab84465919f1c6bb05dbdaaaac9555b14a5a1905e4700a29","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-26","from-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-chapter-24",389,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Ffrom-thunder-breathing-to-the-multiverse-cover.jpg"]