Ryuri, holding the diseased leaf in one hand, stared at the small thorn inside his body: "Is this your Blood Demon Art? It's so weak! Now I finally understand why you've existed as a demon for so long, yet you're still so incompetent, only able to linger in the Lower Moon."
Not only did the sick leaf have to endure excruciating physical pain, but it also had to suffer verbal torment from Longli.
But he was powerless and could only let Longli do as he pleased. In Longli's hands, Bingye appeared extremely fragile, like a chick at the mercy of others.
Just then, the Guhuoniao finally arrived, albeit belatedly.
Ryuri turned his gaze to her, his voice icy and chilling: "Lower Moon One, why have you come here?"
The Ubume forced a smile that looked more like a grimace, quickly looked away from the sick leaf, and then knelt on one knee before Ryuri, saying respectfully, "Of course, I've come to congratulate you, esteemed Upper Moon Lord."
"Congratulations, me?" Long Li frowned slightly, a hint of doubt in his eyes.
The Guhuoniao quickly replied, "Congratulations on becoming the Upper Moon."
"Heh." Long Li let out a cold laugh. The next moment, he was already in front of the Guhuoniao.
Guhuoniao swallowed hard, then looked up as if it were nothing: "I never expected that after so many years, we would meet again as Upper Moons. Lord Ryūri, it's been a long time."
Long Li grabbed the Guhuoniao by the neck, his scarlet eyes calm and unwavering: "You brought Bingye to me, you wanted to kill me."
He was stating a statement, not asking a question.
The Guhuoniao looked terrified and quickly explained, "No, I don't know what he wants to do. He just wants me to lead the way."
"How pathetic."
Ryuji's eyes were calm: "You are all already so weak, so why don't you think about how to share Muzan's burdens, instead of wasting your energy on such ridiculous things?"
Having been the Lower Moon for so long and yet remaining stagnant, I see no reason to keep you around.
Upon hearing her words, the Guhuoniao's eyes were filled with terror.
Then Ryuji said, "But we don't have enough Lower Moons right now. If we kill you, it will only benefit the Demon Slayer Corps."
"Cough cough."
The sick leaf, being held in Longli's other hand, hurriedly said, "You're right..."
Click!
His neck was snapped by Long Li the next moment.
"Then let's keep only one."
The Guhuoniao stared wide-eyed at the familiar face of the white-haired boy before her, a face that filled her with both fear and unfamiliarity.
Even though it had only been two or three years since they last met, and her impression of the other person's face was completely unchanged, both his demeanor and temperament were completely different from what they had been two years ago!
The icy feeling was almost piercing her!
Longli released his grip on the Ubume. Although the diseased leaf in his hand was extremely weak, its body was still regenerating instinctively. The neck that Longli had twisted off had also completed its regeneration.
"plum."
Longli called out softly.
"Lord Longli!"
Mei appeared behind Longli.
"You've been a demon for several years now; it's time for you to become the Lower Moon."
He calmly turned around: "Let's start a bloody battle of positional exchange."
"I understand, sir."
Mei's expression was very calm, as if she wasn't about to have a bloody battle with a lower moon, but rather casually responding to whether or not she would eat today.
The Guhuoniao turned around in surprise and looked at Mei beside her.
No, she can accept that Ryu is so powerful that he becomes an Upper Moon, but what's with this brat who just appeared out of nowhere?
She didn't understand why she could accept it so calmly when Longli let this kid initiate the positional blood battle.
Didn't she know that was Lower Moon Three?
Ryu is a monster, a monster that Guhuoniao cannot understand at all. He has reached his current level in less than ten years since becoming a demon. But what's wrong with you, little brat?
With such thin blood, how can they possibly defeat the Lower Moon?
Does she think everyone is like Long Li?
She didn't understand.
From the day they became demons, Mei and Gyutaro have always followed in Ryuri's footsteps, hoping to become Lower Moon demons as soon as possible and become Ryuri's allies. They have been waiting for this day for too long, so when the opportunity was presented to them, they did not hesitate to seize it!
They didn't think about what would happen if they failed after launching the bloody battle. To them, if they failed, they wouldn't be worthy of continuing to follow Lord Longli.
"cough."
Bingye coughed up blood, but a mocking smile appeared on his face: "Longli, although I can't defeat you, are you sure you want this guy to challenge me? Do you know the price of losing a blood battle?"
Longli looked at him intently: "If you win, then I will kill you."
Bingye was immediately incredulous: "No... you'll kill me even if I win? Then wouldn't my victory have been for nothing?"
"Or, you can choose to wait until dawn," Longli said.
Bingye's expression froze. One option was to accept the exchange of roles and fight to the death, regardless of winning or losing; the other was to wait for dawn and be burned to death by the sun. Conversely, no matter what, he was going to die anyway, right?
"Longli".
Bingye gritted her teeth: "Aren't you afraid of angering that lord by doing this?!"
Don't forget, fighting between ghosts is forbidden, especially since I'm a lower moon!
"Why would Lord Muzan be angry?" Ryuji asked. "Killing a useless subordinate and making someone more qualified become a Lower Moon would only make Lord Muzan happy!"
"Okay, let's do it!"
Bingye was furious. He felt that if he couldn't beat Longli, could he not defeat this woman?
Even if he dies, he'll take someone down with him!
Ryuri closed his eyes slightly and murmured in his heart, "Lord Muzan, I request that Mei and Lower Moon Three, Byoyo, begin the Blood War of the Swap."
A moment later, the word "accurate" appeared in Long Li's mind.
Longli opened his eyes, and at that moment, a brand was imprinted on both Bingye and Mei's bodies.
That lord actually agreed!
Bingye's expression froze. For a moment, he secretly hoped that the lord would refuse his request to switch places in the bloody battle, but now he was completely out of options.
The sick leaf's gaze fell on the plum blossom, its eyes filled with nothing but ruthlessness.
The application for the role reversal bloodbath is complete. The victor will not only receive the title of loser, but will also have the right to decide the fate of the loser!
Judging from Longli's attitude towards him just now, it seems that whether he wins or loses, he is destined to die.
He had nowhere else to go.