Chapter 64

Because he was carrying a terrifying zanbato, Chu Yang could not use any means of transportation, nor was it convenient for him to enter towns, so he could only choose to travel through the wilderness.

There wasn't much moonlight to illuminate the wild, and Chu Yang hadn't brought any lighting tools like a lantern, so he could only cast a Fire-Making Spell to make his hands glow.

Viewed from afar, Chu Yang's hands looked like car headlights, swaying back and forth in the dark night as he swung his arms, which was a bit terrifying.

"When will I be able to learn the Undetectable Extension Charm? Running around the world carrying a big sword all day is very inconvenient. Next time we meet, I must remind the honor student to pick some useful spells first."

Most of the magic spells Chu Yang knew were elementary, but they were actually quite practical.

For example, the Fire-Making Spell could start a fire in the wild, a very important survival skill.

The Scouring Charm could be used to clean items or even be applied to people, and the Impervius Charm made targets waterproof and fireproof; both were essential for traveling.

Anapneo could clear the airway, and Ferula could reduce pain by securing bandages and splints to an injury; these could save lives at critical moments.

But because he lacked a wand, the Chu Yang of other worlds could not control his magic well, which always led to some small accidents, such as setting fire to mountains.

The Chu Yangs of the Pirate world and the Ninja world had both had similar experiences.

Therefore, except for particularly safe spells, they would not use other magic easily.

With lighting, Chu Yang traveled very quickly, and since the island nation wasn't very large, two days later, Chu Yang arrived at the border of Mount Sagiri and found a small wooden hut in the mountains.

Mr. Urokodaki, who was chopping wood, sensed a human presence and hurried back to the house to put on his mask. When he came out, he saw Chu Yang walking toward him carrying a zanbato.

The youth walking slowly toward him had an oppressive presence, making Urokodaki Sakonji feel a bit tense; if he hadn't smelled no scent of a demon on the other party, he would have been ready to draw his sword.

"Are you Mr. Urokodaki?"

Hearing the youth call his name, Urokodaki Sakonji confirmed that the other party must be a member of the Demon Slayer Corps, so he answered loudly and reassuringly, "I am."

Chu Yang walked over quickly, "I have a letter here that Makomo entrusted me to give to you."

Urokodaki Sakonji was suddenly startled, thinking it was some bad news, and his breathing became rapid, "What happened to her?"

Seeing him so nervous, Chu Yang realized he had misunderstood and immediately explained, "She got a little hurt during the Final Selection and is currently recuperating at the Butterfly Mansion. She estimates she needs to rest for a while, and she was afraid you would worry, so she entrusted me to bring you a letter."

Hearing this, Urokodaki Sakonji let out a sigh of relief.

His tense body also relaxed, and he smiled, "Thank you for the trouble, young man."

Chu Yang handed Makomo's handwritten letter to Urokodaki Sakonji and replied politely, "It's no trouble. She and I participated in the Final Selection together, so we are teammates from the same period; this little favor is nothing."

If Shinobu Kocho were here, she would definitely mock Chu Yang for being hypocritical, given how he had looked unwilling to help earlier.

"Thank you." Urokodaki Sakonji nodded. Upon hearing that Chu Yang was also a newcomer who had participated in the Final Selection, a strange glint flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Urokodaki Sakonji opened the envelope and began to read the letter Makomo had written to him. Chu Yang knew this might be a long process; Urokodaki Sakonji's psychological changes might span nearly ten thousand words.

He didn't treat himself as a guest at all, walking familiarly to the side of the hut, lifting the lid off the water vat, and scooping up water to drink in large gulps with a wooden ladle. Just as Chu Yang was about to leave after drinking his fill, his Messenger Crow suddenly flew over, landed on the edge of the water vat, and began to speak in human language, conveying his first mission to Chu Yang.

Perhaps awakened by the crow's voice, Urokodaki Sakonji carefully put away the envelope, turned to Chu Yang and said, "I wanted to keep you for a meal, but for us, nothing is more important than a mission when the sky falls. I'll prepare some dry rations for you to eat on the road."

"That won't be necessary. I am very good at hunting in the wild and don't lack food..." Chu Yang politely declined Urokodaki Sakonji's kindness.

"Take it, just consider it a small token of my appreciation." Makomo had explained the whole story clearly in the letter, and Urokodaki Sakonji knew it was the youth before him who had slain the Hand Demon, allowing the souls of those dead children to be liberated.

Chu Yang did not refuse again. After sincerely thanking Urokodaki Sakonji, he calmly accepted the food prepared for him.

And so, having just delivered the letter, Chu Yang hurried off again toward the region where demons were appearing.

Watching Chu Yang's departing back, Urokodaki Sakonji stood blankly in place, not moving a step for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking.

Several days later, following the location told to him by the Messenger Crow, Chu Yang arrived at a remote small town. To avoid causing panic, before entering the town, Chu Yang hid his sword in the nearby forest.

However, to be fair, even without the zanbato, Chu Yang could still slay evil demons, it would just be a bit troublesome; without the Scarlet Ape Cinnabar Ore to suppress the demon's regenerative ability, it would be easy to be dragged into a war of attrition by the opponent.

A centipede dies but never stiffens; although it posed no threat to Chu Yang, it was disgusting enough.

Without the support of the zanbato, Chu Yang's temperament immediately changed from a perverted serial killer to a sunny, athletic boy, his sturdy arm muscles stretching his clothes tight.

Along the way, quite a few passersby were already sizing Chu Yang up, from older sisters to younger girls, all kinds.

It was a pity that Chu Yang's attention was entirely focused on investigating the demon. Since he couldn't smell the scent, Chu Yang tried to expand the range of his Observation Haki as much as possible, attempting to see if he could hear any clues.

"Hey! Tanjuro, we need some charcoal! Thank you for helping me fix my chair last time."

"Tanjuro, my shop needs some charcoal too. Can you bring some game next time you come? I'll buy it at a high price."

"Tanjuro, I forgot to pay you for the goods last time; I'll make it up to you today."

He had only just activated his Observation Haki for a short while when a name kept appearing in Chu Yang's mind! Tanjuro! This person seemed to be quite popular.

Everywhere he went, people would greet him and buy things from him.

A charcoal seller...

Chu Yang remembered a very important matter and began to search for the one named Tanjuro.

After turning two cross-streets, Chu Yang saw a thin man in front of an oden shop, talking to the owner.

The man was carrying a basket on his back that was a circle thicker than he was, filled with black charcoal, and he was holding a little boy by the hand. The little boy looked very much like him, with fiery red hair and a scar on his forehead similar to a burn.

The owner intended to buy all the charcoal in the man's basket to use for the heater in the shop, so that customers would be comfortable while eating.

The man named Tanjuro wore a smile; today's business had gone smoothly, and he had sold all the charcoal in his basket before dark.

(End of chapter)