After Feng Yu pleted the trial, Sakonji Urokodaki carefully lifted him into the wooden house and pced him on the bed. He gently teo Feng Yu’s wounds, applying medial salves with great attention to detail.

  The little white fox, seeing Feng Yu covered in injuries, hopped anxiously around, stantly calling out in distress and occasionally lig Feng Yu's palm.

  "Xiao Bai, don't worry. He's just exhausted," Urokodaki said as he gently petted the fox’s fur before removing Feng Yu's clothes.

  Urokodaki noticed somethiraordinary—the wounds on Feng Yu's body were already beginning to scab over.

  This made Urokodaki pause and recall what Giyu Tomioka had mentioned about Feng Yu’s unusual stitution.

  Urokodaki had entered people with special physiques before, those with what was only known as "rare blood."

  For demons, rare blood was like a powerful toniing a person with this blood could be equivalent to feeding on dozens of ordinary humans.

  Of course, people with rare blood were also physically stronger and had more vitality. While some of them had accelerated healing abilities, none had a recovery rate as terrifying as Feng Yu's.

  "This is a genius... He’s mao grasp Total tratiohing on his own by ce... but it’s not perfected yet... Looks like I’ll o adjust his training," Urokodaki thought, deep in ption.

  After a while, Feng Yu slowly opened his eyes.

  The overwhelming fatigue he had felt before had vanished, and instead, he could sense his strength had grown slightly.

  "I must have passed the trial..." Feng Yu murmured, slowly sitting up.

  Xiao Bai immediately noticed Feng Yu was awake, rushing over to his chest and rolling around with joy.

  "You’re awake? e, eat something," Urokodaki called out as he watched Feng Yu struggle to rise, impressed by his recovery. The white mask Urokodaki wore prevented Feng Yu from seeing his face, but the surprise was clear in his voice.

  "Urokodaki-sensei!" Feng Yu excimed.

  "You’ve passed the trial. It’s time for you to start addressing me differently," Urokodaki responded.

  "Yes, Urokodaki-sensei!" Feng Yu said, still a bit taken aback.

  That day, Sakonji Urokodaki didn’t schedule any training for Feng Yu. After all, Feng Yu had just passed the trial, and even with his exceptional healing ability, he ime to rest and recover.

  However, Urokodaki had already devised a raining pn for him.

  With nothing to do, Feng Yu began to swing his sword on his own.

  Urokodaki observed silently from the side, occasionally guidan Feng Yu's form and stance.

  "Yrip is wrong, your elbows are wrong, your stance is off, and your breathing is chaotic. You're just swinging the sword recklessly."

  "I... I was just practig on my own..." Feng Yu admitted, not realizing how many fws his movements had.

  "Kid, watch carefully."

  Urokodaki took the sword from Feng Yu’s hands. In that instant, Feng Yu could feel a ge in Urokodaki’s aura. The man’s presence became overwhelmingly strong.

  "Watch carefully, adjust your breathing so it flows through your entire body, to every cell. This will allow us to push past our limits…" Urokodaki said, his tone anding.

  Feng Yu imagined Urokodaki, his body emanating a stream of white energy. Then, with a single swing of his wooden sword, Urokodaki unleashed a powerful gust of air, striking a rge tree. The tree fell with a tremendous crash, as if the force had cleaved through it like a hot khrough butter.

  The gust of wind from the fallen tree brushed against Feng Yu’s face. His mouth hung open in awe as he struggled tain his senses.

  "Th-this... such... powerful strength..."

  Without waiting for Feng Yu to recover, Urokodaki handed him the wooden sword once more and said, "Now, practice as I instructed."

  Feng Yu closed his eyes, recalling the exact motion Urokodaki had performed. His body mimicked the movement while adjusting his breathing.

  "Hah… hoo~"

  As he inhaled, Feng Yu felt the same surge of power he had experienced during the trial.

  "Mm? Already in the zone...?" Urokodaki observed, watg closely as Feng Yu’s breath filled his body.

  "Hah!" Feng Yu shouted, swinging the sword with all his might.

  Suddenly, a notification from the system caught Feng Yu off guard.

  "Sword Swing t +10"

  Feng Yu blinked in surprise. "What’s going on? Did I just gain 10 sword swings... Is that because of the state I was in earlier?"

  "No, I ain."

  He quickly adjusted his breathing, trying to ehe same state again. This time, when he swung the sword, there was no increase in sword swings.

  "This isn’t right... Something’s off. That feeling from before... I o figure it out and master that state," Feng Yu thought, closing his eyes again.

  His mind quieted, shutting out all external distras. Only the sound of his owhing abeat filled his sciousness.

  Feng Yu could feel the energy inside his body, but it was still scattered and unrefined. He had the ability to trol it, but it was still unpolished.

  Urokodaki watched with growing astonishment. He hadn’t expected Feng Yu to reach this level so quickly.

  Feng Yu, now pletely focused, stopped swinging the sword. Instead, he focused solely on trolling his breath, direg the energy throughout his body.

  As time passed, Feng Yu’s breathing became more stable, and his trol over the energy improved.

  "Hah!" Feng Yu finally swung the swain.

  A visible gust of energy shot out with his movement, cleaving into a nearby tree. A deep gash appeared oree’s surface.

  "I... I did it?" Feng Yu marveled, feeling a mixture of disbelief and pride.

  "But the power is still so small... It feels like it’s only one pert of what Urokodaki-sensei did... I need more practice. I will bee as strong as him. No... I will surpass him."

  Looking at the sword mark he had made oree, Feng Yu tightened his grip on the wooden sword, determination burning in his chest.

  Days Passed

  The days went by as Urokodaki began to implement a rigorous training schedule for Feng Yu, simir to the training Tanjiro received in the anime. However, the difficulty was ramped up siderably.

  Even though Feng Yu had refined his Total tratiohing, there were several close calls where he almost failed. The training was extremely dangerous, with life-threatening traps hidden everywhere.

  Yes, these traps could kill.

  There were tless hidden ons and traps, and Urokodaki seemed to have desighem with Feng Yu's possible evasions in mind. Whenever Feng Yu dodged one, another would be triggered almost immediately.

  At the same time, Feng Yu tio practice his sword swings. Although the frequency of his swings had decreased, his speed and efficy had increased, and each swing now achieved a t of 10.

  Feng Yu’s physical strength grew every day. He could feel himself getting stronger with each passing moment.

  Finally, a month ter, the moment Feng Yu had been waiting for arrived.

  The system would sooivated.

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