Faced with Black Demon's question.
Bai Chuan smiled calmly.
Then he said in a serious tone: "Why? Of course it's because I'm strong enough!"
As he spoke, Bai Chuan channeled the power of Hinokami Kagura.
The tea in the cup began to warm up.
After a while, the originally room-temperature tea became scalding hot.
And Bai Chuan, holding the scalding hot tea, drank it down in one gulp.
He didn't show any discomfort from the heat.
Of course, showing off wasn't the intention.
Bai Chuan did this mainly to prove to Black Demon.
That he truly possessed Hinokami Kagura.
Black Demon, apparently, also noticed this.
He might be the one in this world.
Who understands the power of Hinokami Kagura the best.
He could tell at a glance.
That Bai Chuan was using Hinokami Kagura.
"But your Hinokami Kagura, why does it feel completely different from Yoriichi's?"
"Could it be that Yoriichi hid his true strength from me?"
Black Demon's tone was still cold.
But not as emotionless as before.
Bai Chuan shook his head: "No."
"The reason it's different from Kokushibo Yoriichi's is simply because I've modified Hinokami Kagura."
"Kokushibo Yoriichi was truly a prodigy. He managed to create this powerful breathing technique, Hinokami Kagura, in this world of inferior supernatural beings."
"But, limited by the world itself, he couldn't take Hinokami Kagura further."
"But I'm different. I'm stronger than him, so I've modified Hinokami Kagura!"
Bai Chuan's tone was serious and calm.
As if stating a fact.
And it was the truth.
But Black Demon couldn't accept it.
"Shut up, you don't understand anything!"
"Yoriichi, he's untouchable!"
"How could you possibly be stronger than him? No one can, no one, not even Muzan!"
Regarding Kokushibo Yoriichi, his own brother.
Black Demon's emotions were quite complex.
On the one hand, he longed to reach Yoriichi's level.
But even after giving his all, even turning into a demon, he couldn't achieve it.
Over the past thousand years, his strength has grown stronger.
But he felt that he was getting further and further away from Yoriichi.
Yoriichi was like a god.
No matter how strong Black Demon became.
Yoriichi always looked down on him from a high place.
So, Black Demon was extremely envious of Yoriichi.
He even developed hatred for him.
In his later years, after Yoriichi's death.
It was Black Demon who shattered his body.
But on the other hand.
Black Demon also respected Yoriichi.
He was a man like a god.
A peak, an unreachable peak.
Facing such a man, he respected, loved, and was fanatical.
Even Muzan, in his eyes.
Wasn't even a tenth of Yoriichi.
To put it simply.
Black Demon was a twisted Kokushibo fan.
Hearing Bai Chuan say that he had surpassed Yoriichi.
It would be strange if he could contain himself.
..
Looking at the enraged Black Demon.
Bai Chuan smiled.
He didn't explain, but casually said: "Don't worry, you'll see for yourself later."
"But now, it's not the right time yet."
"I still have a guest to entertain."
Following Bai Chuan's gaze towards the shadows in another direction.
The hiding Nishijou Ichiro knew he had been discovered.
So, he removed the Blood Demon Art he used to conceal himself.
Revealing himself, and the Reincarnators behind him.
In front of Bai Chuan.
"Bai Chuan, it really is you."
"You really gave me a big surprise."
"If I had known you knew so much about this world's plot, I would have never let you go."
Nishijou Ichiro was wearing clothes from this era.
He had a pair of dark demon horns on his head.
Barring his fangs, he said to Bai Chuan in a resentful tone.
Bai Chuan didn't care.
He smiled and raised his cup in a gesture of invitation.
Bai Chuan had already sensed Nishijou Ichiro's strength.
He was no match for Bai Chuan.
With absolute confidence, Bai Chuan could calmly act like a badass.
If Nishijou Ichiro had felt too dangerous to Bai Chuan.
Then Bai Chuan would have already left.
....
Facing Bai Chuan's invitation, Nishijou Ichiro didn't refuse.
He walked forward and drank the tea in one gulp.
Then, he continued: "As comrades, we should have supported each other."
"But because of you, we were forced to choose to become demons."
"So, don't blame us, you chose this ending."
Nishijou Ichiro said coldly.
If he had known that Bai Chuan knew so many of this world's secrets.
Knew such an in-depth plot.
Nishijou Ichiro would never have chosen to become a demon.
But there are no ifs, ands, or buts.
Nishijou Ichiro, as a demon.
And Bai Chuan, were destined to be at odds.
There was no possibility of reconciliation.
At least not in this world.
Both sides were destined for a life-or-death struggle.
Therefore, Nishijou Ichiro didn't hide his killing intent.
His dark eyes stared fixedly at Bai Chuan.
He looked like he was going to swallow Bai Chuan alive.
Bai Chuan didn't feel any pressure.
But calmly said: "Actually, there's nothing wrong with being a demon."
"You might not believe it, but I actually wanted to become a demon."
"After all, a long life, a powerful body, it's too tempting."
Hearing this, Black Demon, Nishijou Ichiro.
And even Muzan, hiding in Kyoto, watching through Black Demon's eyes.
Were all stunned by Bai Chuan's words.
Wait, are you serious?
A swordsman who possesses Hinokami Kagura.
Actually wants to become a demon?
If Kokushibo Yoriichi knew this.
His coffin lid wouldn't be able to contain him.
Oh, Kokushibo Yoriichi and Gojo Satoru are the same.
They're both cut in half.
Then it's fine.
To be honest, Muzan was truly tempted for a moment.
Bai Chuan wants to become a demon.
So what if I give him the Demon King's Blood?
After all, once he becomes a demon.
Wouldn't Bai Chuan be just another good dog of his?
But soon, Muzan changed his mind.
Because Bai Chuan was too unpredictable.
If he really turned him into a demon.
Then.
Who was the dog and who was the master, it wouldn't be easy to tell.