Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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They traversed the mountains and forests at an extremely fast speed.

After running for a full two minutes, they finally stopped, panting heavily.

This panting behavior is not because his body needs nutrients; in fact, as a demon, he can survive even without breathing.

It was simply a habit that humans once retained.

He took deep breaths to confirm that he was still alive.

"They should...they should have shaken off that guy by now..."

Bingye looked around warily, fearing that Xia Yan might suddenly rush out from behind him with a knife and kill him.

Now, Xia Yan's level of danger in his eyes has far exceeded the threat posed by the "Pillars." Although he is still not comparable to Muzan, he is already second only to Muzan.

That cold gaze and the wicked smile at the corner of his mouth have become an inescapable shadow in Bingye's mind.

As soon as Bingye closed his eyes, he felt a chill down his neck, as if a cold-eyed, monster-like figure was pointing a knife at his neck while making him count to three.

The level of terror even surpassed his fear of the Upper Moon demons.

"No, no, no, the demons that are killed by demon slayers have always been the lowest level. The Upper Moon demons have not changed for hundreds of years, and the number of Pillars who have died at their hands is countless."

"No matter how strong that guy named Xia Yan is, he's definitely no match for an Upper Moon Demon!"

Thinking of this, Bingye shook her head, trying to shake those uneasy thoughts out of her mind.

"Wow, so that's what you were thinking!"

——！！？

The familiar, gentle voice behind him made Bingye's hair stand on end, and the lingering gloom filled his heart once again.

He slowly turned his head, trembling.

Xia Yan had appeared silently beside him without him noticing, with an arm around his shoulder, making a gesture of putting his arm around him as if the two were close friends.

The diseased leaf's limbs became unresponsive again.

This time, however, it wasn't that I was bound by anything; it was simply fear.

"I even let you go on purpose so I could play with you a little longer... and the first thing you did after you ran away was to hide in the woods and make fun of me?"

I'm so sad~

Xia Yan wrapped his arm around Bing Ye's neck, holding him tightly. As the force increased, Bing Ye could clearly hear his neck bones cracking under the strain.

However, this pain also awakened his bodily functions that had been numbed by fear.

"You bastard! How dare you say you deliberately let me escape? What a joke!!!"

Bingye suddenly flung away Xia Yan's arm that was gripping her neck, and with a wooden kunai in her hand, she stabbed at Xia Yan.

But before he could even reach halfway with his hand, he could no longer feel his arm.

He looked down in surprise and found that half of the arm that was holding the kunai had fallen to the ground. The cut was smooth and clean, without any adhesion.

The nerves in his arm hadn't lost their activity yet, and it kept twitching on the ground.

Without even a moment's mourning for his severed arm, the next to flee the battlefield was Lower Moon Six, Byakuya.

He turned his head, smothered his cigarette, and started running—all in one smooth motion, his movements as practiced as if he had performed countless repetitions of an experiment.

just.

Suddenly, Bingye could no longer feel her feet.

It's like when you were a child and squatted in the toilet for too long, and then you lost sensation because of numbness, and you couldn't feel your legs at all.

'What's going on? I've become a ghost, how can my legs still go numb?!'

The doubt had barely formed in her mind when the diseased leaf rejected it herself.

He noticed that the surrounding trees seemed to have grown much taller, and his already low line of sight appeared even shorter.

The next second, due to inertia, Bingye fell to the ground and rolled forward repeatedly.

As she fell, Bingye saw a pair of familiar legs standing still, while above them was an empty space devoid of any body.

Boom!

There was a crash.

The tumbling body of the diseased leaf crashed into a small, not very thick tree and came to a stop. The few leaves that had already turned yellow and withered due to the approaching winter fell sparsely after the impact.

Only a few leaves that haven't completely turned yellow remain, hanging forlornly on the branches like the last vestiges of dignity on the head of a middle-aged man suffering from severe hair loss.

However, the diseased leaves did not have the leisure to mock a tree.

Because the tree only has hair missing, while he's about to lose his head.

Chapter 55 You won't even call me Storm Pillar

"Hey hey——"

"You actually turned and ran away without hesitation. Your purity is really too low."

Xia Yan's voice clearly reached his ears through the smoke bomb on the diseased leaf.

"Wh...when?!"

Bingye stared in disbelief in the direction where Xia Yan had just been, her mind blank.

The opponent had precisely severed both of his legs within the smoke.

This also proves that he wasn't lying to himself; he genuinely and deliberately let him escape.

Just then, footsteps sounded from within the smoke, clearly heading in their direction.

"Don't... don't come here!"

Bingye, who could clearly feel Xia Yan getting closer and closer, was panting heavily under the combined effects of pain and fear.

He kept picking up dirt, stones, dead branches and leaves from the ground and throwing them toward Xia Yan's location.

That disheveled appearance didn't resemble a monstrous demon that had devoured countless people at all; instead, it looked more like a helpless girl being dragged away by someone while walking alone through a dark alley in the pitch-black night.

However, this futile struggle not only fails to achieve any results, but also only excites people more.

"Don't come over here!"

Xia Yan's footsteps, however, continued to follow him like a nightmare, relentlessly approaching him.

Since her legs had just been severed and had not yet grown back, Bingye could only awkwardly use her newly grown hands to backtrack and move her body.

He hadn't climbed far when he felt his back against a tree. The smoke that had been used to block Xia Yan's vision was now making Bing Ye unable to distinguish directions.

"no, do not want……"

"Don't come near me! Aaaaaaahh ...

The diseased leaf let out a panicked scream.

A sudden gust of wind swept through the woods, instantly clearing away the smoke and revealing Xia Yan's figure.

He was now standing in front of the sick leaf, calmly stroking his raven.

Xia Yan's hand was not on the hilt of the sword, and his gaze did not even linger on Bing Ye, as if he did not take him, the sixth of the twelve demon moons, seriously at all.

But even this almost dismissive attitude and seemingly unguarded demeanor brought extraordinary pressure to the diseased leaf.

It's like a tiger with blood on its mouth lying in front of you, leisurely grooming its fur.

Even if the other party doesn't even bother to look at you, you dare not make the slightest move.

"Lower Moon demon, what's your name?"

“...disease leaf”.

Although she didn't know what Xia Yan wanted to do, Bingye still said her name in a trembling voice.

"Bingye, before you die, is there anything you want to say last?"

Xia Yan spoke calmly and casually.

As he spoke, his eyes remained fixed on the sick leaf, gently stroking Kikuko's smooth feathers.

Her movements were gentle and elegant, carrying a mysterious air.

Like a certain Mafia godfather, he gives people the feeling of having a fierce heart but also a delicate touch.

"Please...please spare my life," Bingye said tentatively.

"I can't do that."

Hearing Bingye's words, he shrugged and looked troubled.

They seemed distressed by the unreasonable request made by the other party.

"I'll find a way to get you anything you want! Even if it means bringing over the other twelve demon moons, it's no problem!"

Seeing that Xia Yan had driven him to the brink of despair but didn't seem to have any intention of killing him immediately, and instead started talking to him, Bingye's hope for life was rekindled.

All you want is the heads of the Twelve Demon Moons, right?

It's not like I'm the only one during the Twelve Ghost Months, and it doesn't have to be me!

“We’ve only just met, and you’re already making such an unreasonable request. I’ve lost count of how many times you’ve insulted me since we first met, not to mention that I just let you escape on purpose.”

This time, Xia finally looked at Bingye, but his hands did not stop moving, gently massaging Kikuko's neck.

Kikuko comfortably squinted her eyes. If it weren't for the presence of the ghost beside her, which made her try her best to restrain herself, she would have already collapsed into Natsuhiko's arms, her whole body convulsing.

"Let me be honest, you don't want my friendship at all; you just want to get away from me."

“I…I just want to live…” Bingye replied, her voice trembling.

"I understand."

“You became a demon under Muzan, your strength increased, you lived a good life, and you even became one of the Twelve Demon Moons. You don’t need a friend like me.”

"But now you're telling me, 'Lord Xia Yan, please spare my life.'"

“But you have no respect for me at all; you don’t consider me a friend.”

"You won't even call me 'Storm Pillar'."