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Ryosuke interrupted him before he could finish speaking.
"A tadpole with a frog tattooed on it, are you pretending to be your mother?"
Kaigaku's expression suddenly froze.
He took two steps back, his eyes darting around uncertainly.
"Sir, what do you mean by this?"
"literal meaning."
Ryosuke raised an eyebrow, his tone nonchalant.
"I don't believe in nonsense like prodigal sons turning over a new leaf or animals reforming themselves. I only know that a leopard can't change its spots."
Kuai Yue's heart sank, and his face darkened.
He realized that the man in front of him was not a kind-hearted person who was easily fooled, but had seen through his true nature from the very beginning.
Ryosuke didn't give Kaigaku much time to think and continued to dig into his past.
"You must have stayed at a temple on Sunrise Mountain before, right?"
Kaigaku's throat moved with difficulty, and cold sweat beaded on his forehead.
Where does this inexplicable hostility come from?
How could anyone know about that damned monk and those brats!
But how did he recognize me? I shouldn't have seen him before!
Ryosuke's mocking smile deepened.
"So, the Matsuda family who took you in probably weren't just attacked by a demon, were they?"
"Did you do the same thing you did back in the temple, pushing others out as scapegoats to save your own life?"
Kaigaku's legs buckled and he knelt on the ground, his forehead hitting the ground hard.
He cried out in a shrill voice, tears streaming down his face.
"My lord! My lord, spare my life!"
"I was wrong! I really know I was wrong! I just wanted to live!"
"This world is too hard. I just want to survive! I'd be willing to drink muddy water even if it meant drinking muddy water!"
"Please give me a chance! I'm willing to do anything to repay you!"
He kowtowed, stealing glances at Ryosuke out of the corner of his eye.
Ryosuke remained unmoved by his performance and took a step closer.
"Survive? Trade someone else's life for your own? Your life is precious, but other people's lives aren't?"
Just as Ryosuke approached, a fierce glint appeared in Kaigaku's eyes!
He raised the dust he had just been holding in his hand and threw it towards Ryosuke's eyes!
"go to hell!"
Ryosuke's cold eyes narrowed, and his Nichirin Blade was immediately drawn!
"what!!!"
A shrill scream sounded.
Kaigaku's arms were severed, and blood gushed out!
He was covered in blood, curled up on the ground, rolling around frantically and howling in agony.
Ryosuke looked at him coldly.
"Ho...ho..."
Begging for mercy was useless; the sneak attack failed.
Kaigaku, panting heavily, knew he was finished.
He raised his head, stared viciously at Ryosuke, and roared.
"This world is a dog-eat-dog world! The strong prey on the weak!"
"I just want to live! What did I do wrong!"
"Why do you people who are born lucky have the right to judge me from a high place!"
Chapter 97 You should feel honored!
"Knew it."
Ryosuke sneered, his gaze growing cold.
“You beasts all have one thing in common: you always feel good about yourselves, always think the whole world owes you something, you are never satisfied, and you even feel justified in deliberately harming others. People like you should be sent to the deepest hell and never be reincarnated.”
Ryosuke slowly approached, the gleaming white blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight.
"However, you should feel honored before you go to hell, because you are the first and only human I have ever slain with this Nichirin Blade."
"No! No! I don't want to die! I..."
Overwhelmed by the fear of death, Kaigaku's face was filled with terror.
Ryosuke didn't waste any more words, and lightning crackled on his Nichirin Blade.
Thunder Breathing - Third Form - Gathering Mosquitoes into Thunder - Condensation!
Its sharp edge was like a crescent moon, and Kaiyue's head flew up.
Immediately afterwards, the condensed lightning, with its remaining force, tore his body apart and shredded it, turning it into a cloud of blood mist and minced meat, leaving not even a single intact remnant.
"It's time to get down to business."
Ryosuke sheathed his sword and turned his gaze to the bushes in the distance.
Lightning crackled and popped around him once more.
Breath of Thunder·Shape of One·Thunderbolt Flash!
Ryosuke's figure transformed into a curtain of lightning, shooting towards the center of the battlefield!
In the center of the battlefield, Obanai struggled to hold on.
His snake breathing was agile and unpredictable, but not perfect; it could only barely entangle the windlass.
However, the gap in strength is obvious.
The power and speed of the windmill far exceeded his. Every time they clashed, Obanai's arms went numb, her blood surged, and she had several wounds on her body.
Akira Moriyama stood there, barely able to stand, panting heavily.
"You brat! Slippery as an eel! Die!"
Rokuro grew increasingly frantic as his attacks failed to break through Obanai's defenses. He punched Obanai's Nichirin Blade away and then lunged straight for his heart with his demon claws!
Obanai was already exhausted, and this move was unavoidable!
At that moment, the blazing white lightning was like divine punishment! It instantly severed Lulu's arms!
The winch staggered backward, and granulation tissue grew wildly at the severed arm, continuously healing.
As the lightning dissipated, Ryosuke stood in front of Obanai, sword in hand, his eyes indifferent as he looked at Rokuro.
"You...you are Zhu!"
Rokuro stared at Ryosuke in horror.
Ryosuke did not answer, but instead tilted his head slightly to look at Obanai.
"Are you okay?"
Obanai took a breath and shook her head: "I'm fine."
Rokuro sized up Ryosuke, and a name suddenly popped into his mind, causing his pupils to shrink.
Lightning flashes, white blade, black hair, black eyes!
"You're the new Shogun who killed Reiko and Byakuya in succession?!"
"Correct answer, but no reward."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Ryosuke shot out!
Thunder Breathing - Fourth Form - Distant Thunder - Flash!
The surging power of thunder was like a herd of charging bulls. Before Lulu could even let out a scream, the blade had already severed his neck!
The windlass collapsed to the ground and quickly turned to ashes and vanished.
[Slaying Lower Moon Six, Rokuro, grants an additional 15 years of lifespan. Current remaining lifespan: 15 years and 72 days.]
Ryosuke sheathed his sword, turned around, and couldn't help but purse his lips.
According to the ranking, adjacent lower chord life points differ by 5 years.
As the last of the twelve Ghost Months, a lifespan of fifteen years is still a bit short.
Ryosuke looked at Obanai and nodded with satisfaction.
"Not bad, it's managed to hold off the lower moon for so long on its own."
Obanai's heterochromatic eyes remained calm, and her voice was still.
"It's still possible to stall him."
Kaburamaru also came over and rubbed against Ryosuke's hand.
"Ryosuke-san!"
Akira Moriyama was still shaken: "That was so close! Kaigaku is such a despicable guy, he was so underhanded!"
"Don't worry, I won't let you die."
Ryosuke smiled and patted the mascot on the shoulder.
The three returned to their temporary lodging, and Ryosuke bandaged Obanai's wounds.