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Chapter 803: A Miraculous Existence
Chapter 803: A Miraculous Existence
The next day.
Early morning.
In a clean and tidy room adorned with embroidered purple butterflies, Butterfly Ninja slowly opened her eyes, her body curled up on the bed.
She yawned, sat up, and stretched her body vigorously.
Rubbing her eyes, she then reached up to pat her forehead.
All night, she had dreamt repeatedly of the day's events—the scene where her sister's full-powered sword strike failed to move a single strand of hair.
Even now, upon waking, she still felt restless and disturbed.
Terrifying.
Horrifying.
Bizarre.
Feng Ye's existence was the most incomprehensible thing she had ever encountered.
Butterfly Ninja, alongside her sister Kanae, had also participated in the war a month ago and witnessed the power of 'Upper Moon Three', now 'Upper Moon Two', Gyokko, on the battlefield.
The strength of their opponent was utterly terrifying, and if it weren't for the fact that the pillars in their group had learned higher-level swordsmanship from Shinobu, improving their offensive capabilities, they might not have even been able to breach their defense.
However...
Even the terrifying Gyokko didn't give her the same feeling as Feng Ye.
If Gyokko merely invoked a sense of 'strength' and 'difficulty to defeat', then Feng Ye was beyond the very concepts of strength and victory, bordering on the incomprehensible.
His speed, which allowed him to take the little girl in an instant, and a single strand of his hair, which her sister couldn't cut even with all her might—these defied understanding.
This led Butterfly Ninja to wonder if even the progenitor of all demons, the Demon King Kibutsuji Muzan, could attain such a level.
"Huh..."
Butterfly Ninja hugged her knees and curled up by the bed for a while before taking a deep breath and putting aside the tumultuous thoughts in her heart. She then got dressed and left the room.
Stepping outside, she didn't see her sister, Kanae.
She wasn't in the courtyard either.
After searching for a while, Butterfly Ninja made her way to the underground laboratory beneath the Butterfly Mansion.
Butterfly Mansion.
This place was not only where she and her sister lived but also served as the medical department of the Demon Slayer Corps. Any injured Demon Slayers were brought here for treatment.
The underground laboratory beneath the mansion was used by the sisters for medical research, and it was also where Butterfly Ninja conducted her own research into poison techniques, exploring ways to kill demons with toxins.
Pushing open the door to the basement, she spotted Kanae in one corner of the laboratory.
"Sister."
Butterfly Ninja felt a slight relief and called out to her.
However, her call went unanswered.
Finding this strange, Butterfly Ninja approached Kanae and stood by her side, only to see her sister staring fixedly at a 'microscope', her entire being seemingly frozen in place.
"Sister?"
Butterfly Ninja called out in surprise.
Yet, Kanae remained as still as a statue.
It was only when Butterfly Ninja reached out and touched her sister's shoulder that Kanae started, stumbling backward in surprise.
She didn't turn to look at Butterfly Ninja but instead kept her eyes fixed on the microscope, her large eyes filled with disbelief.
Butterfly Ninja followed her gaze.
Soon, she noticed what was under the microscope—a silver-white strand of hair, undoubtedly left by Feng Ye the day before.
"...What is it?"
Butterfly Ninja's eyes widened with astonishment and curiosity as she asked.
Kanae still couldn't maintain her composure. She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths before slowly calming down.
Opening her eyes again, she looked at the strand of hair, and her eyes still held a hint of shock.
"Unbelievable."
"How can such a thing exist in this world..."
Beside her.
Seeing that her sister was still in a daze, Butterfly Ninja finally couldn't contain her curiosity. She stepped forward and peered into the microscope, focusing on the silver-white strand of hair beneath it.
Immediately, her gaze froze.
Before her eyes was a field of silver-white, and within it, countless cells were arranged in a way that defied description.
Orderly? Perfect?
These words were not enough to convey what she was seeing.
Seamless.
Even this word fell short of capturing the essence of what she beheld.
"What... what is this...?"
Butterfly Ninja was stunned.
Even with a lifetime of vocabulary, she couldn't describe the awe she felt at this moment.
As the younger sister of Butterfly Mansion's owner, Butterfly Hana, and as a Flower Pillar successor, she had diligently studied poisons and medical techniques, healing countless injured individuals and slaying untold numbers of demons.
She had observed the blood of demons, and she had even obtained the blood of Muzan Kibutsuji, the Demon King, during the waning moon. From this blood, she had distilled an even more concentrated form, 'Muzan's Blood', gaining insights into the secrets of Muzan's cells.
She had been stunned before.
By Muzan's cells.
The vibrant vitality and terrifying power within those cells far exceeded imagination. Even a single drop of that blood was enough to turn an ordinary person into an immortal monster, and a single dose could create a powerful Lower Moon demon!
The strength and energy contained within that blood far surpassed that of any pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps.
Back then, Butterfly Ninja thought that Muzan's cells represented the pinnacle of physical might.
But now...
Her beliefs had been utterly shattered.
If Muzan's cells represented the limits of physical power, then what did this strand of hair signify? The gap between the two was immeasurable.
It was like comparing dirty mud by the roadside to flawless jade... No, the disparity was even greater than that, transcending comprehension.
Hana approached.
"Before you arrived, I already tested its properties."
"Theoretically speaking, it should be an impossible substance. The power contained within each cell far surpasses imagination, and if unleashed, it could raze an entire area to the ground."
"But this vast and boundless energy is tightly compressed within a single strand of hair... No, it maintains the form of a hair strand. This simply..."
Hana's expression was complex.
Yes.
This height, forever unattainable by mortals, was so far beyond comprehension that even a glimpse of its edges seemed impossible. There was only one definition that could describe its existence—divine.
Such a miracle could only belong to a deity.
Hana did not believe in the existence of gods in this world. Ever since her parents were cruelly killed by demons, she had lost her faith in divine beings and relied only on herself.
She protected her younger sister, and together with Butterfly Ninja, they struggled to survive. Eventually, they joined the Demon Slayer Corps and fought against demons, relying solely on their own strength.
She had never depended on gods, nor had she ever prayed to them.
But at this moment.
A divine miracle presented itself before her, displaying its boundless grandeur in a humble form.
Hana wanted to ask why Feng Ye chose to stand by and watch as countless tragedies unfolded in the world, why he allowed Muzan Kibutsuji, the Demon King, to perpetrate cruel and ruthless killings.
But she kept silent.
Butterfly Ninja stood there, dumbfounded, her gaze shifting from the microscope to her sister standing beside her. She saw the complexity in her sister's eyes and expression, and gradually, she began to understand.
Her face revealed her astonishment, and she clenched her fists and gritted her teeth.
Then, she suddenly looked up.
"Hey! Are you watching this?!"
"Why are you still in this world?! If you've chosen to turn a blind eye to everything happening in this world, why show yourself to us?!"
Unlike Hana, she couldn't contain her emotions and lashed out with her small fists, her voice echoing powerlessly in the basement.
There was no response.
She clenched her fists, her chest heaving as she struggled to breathe, unable to maintain her Total Concentration and Calm. She tilted her head back, gazing at the black ceiling as if staring at Feng Ye face-to-face.
Feng Ye, of course, was watching everything that was happening here, and he saw Butterfly Ninja's outcry, her eyes filled with resentment, anger, and lingering tears.
But Feng Ye merely observed quietly.
He offered no explanation.
(End of Chapter)
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