A single moment of resonance had actually raised Lin Chen's Sun Breathing swordsmanship proficiency by ten points.
Now, both his Sun Breathing and Swordsmanship were on the verge of breaking through to LV3.
Speaking purely in terms of gains—
Transmigrating for just one night had caused such massive breakthroughs in his panel. The harvest was truly bountiful.
But Lin Chen simply put away the panel silently, his heart still somewhat restless.
He leaned on the wooden stick, somewhat drained of strength, and sat down on the wooden steps in front of the cabin.
He had already been severely depleted of stamina. Forcibly performing the Sun Breathing sword dance just now had completely exhausted him.
"You seem quite unhappy, Sensei."
Secretary Fujiwara sat down beside Lin Chen, cupping her face in her hands as she spoke.
"Mm."
Lin Chen replied weakly.
"Even though it's a stranger you've just met for the first time."
Secretary Fujiwara's tone became gentler: "Sensei really is kind, isn't he?"
"In that case, beg me."
Secretary Fujiwara's tone suddenly became lively and animated. She hopped down from the wooden steps, light and graceful like a sprite.
She stood before Lin Chen, one index finger pointing straight at the nose of the dejected, head-lowered Lin Chen.
"As long as you say with sufficient sincerity: 'Please help me, Fujiwara-sensei.'"
"Fujiwara-sensei will help you, you know~"
Looking at the confident and energetic Secretary Fujiwara before him, Lin Chen's eyes suddenly lit up.
That's right—he couldn't save Tanjuro.
That was because he had also just transmigrated, was a poor kid with no foundation.
But the Fujiwara young lady before him was a local powerhouse of Z City, a young lady from a political family.
They were no longer existences from an ordinary slice-of-life anime world, but a family with resources from a high-martial world.
"Can you really save Tanjuro?"
Lin Chen reached out excitedly, directly grabbing Secretary Fujiwara's outstretched small hand.
The latter's face immediately flushed red. She hurriedly pulled her hand back, saying in a small voice:
"Between teacher and student, that's not allowed, Sensei."
As scatterbrained as ever.
But Lin Chen couldn't afford to care about such things anymore.
Imitating Secretary Fujiwara's earlier pose, he pressed his palms together and raised them high above his head, calling out loudly:
"Please, Fujiwara-sensei!"
"Hey, that's too loud, idiot."
Secretary Fujiwara frantically waved her hands about.
Then she retrieved a small pendant from her chest.
Opening the pendant, inside was a small pill with a slight green tint.
Very small—about the size of a vitamin C tablet. (TL/N: Hint DBZ.)
"This will definitely work. It's something my great-grandfather gave me for emergencies."
Secretary Fujiwara handed the pill to Lin Chen without hesitation.
Lin Chen was genuinely moved.
This thing was obviously extremely precious without even needing to think about it.
Yet Secretary Fujiwara could give it to someone she had only known for a short time.
What "Earth's Cancer," what "Demon King-level Destroyer."
This was practically the Virgin Mary herself.
Lin Chen had no time for excessive pleasantries either—he could already hear the crying coming from inside the wooden cabin behind him.
He took the pill and rushed into the cabin.
Inside, the withered-looking Tanjuro lay weakly on the bed, already unable to speak.
The entire Kamado family had gathered—even the sick Kamado Kie had come over.
The youngest ones were crying loudly.
The older ones had tears welling in their eyes.
Under everyone's confused gazes, Lin Chen pushed through them all, came before Tanjuro, and placed the pill in his mouth.
A moment later.
Before everyone's shocked eyes.
Tanjuro—this withered, emaciated man who had been on the verge of death—actually recovered within just a few breaths.
His complexion became rosy and full, his skin plump and radiant.
At this moment, how could Tanjuro possibly look like a patient whose lamp of life had nearly burned out?
He looked exactly like a healthy adult who had never experienced illness.
"Fujiwara-sensei, what exactly did you give him?"
Lin Chen looked at the scene before him, equally shocked beyond words. He ran outside and grabbed Secretary Fujiwara's shoulders, shaking her as he asked.
"I don't know. Supposedly it's made from some kind of Senzu Bean extract."
Secretary Fujiwara, dizzy from being shaken, answered in a daze.
"Senzu Bean."
"No wonder."
Lin Chen understood in his heart.
This thing was practically a conceptual-level item.
Normal high-martial worlds would almost never produce something like this, but anime worlds often truly defied logic.
Logically speaking, giving this to Tanjuro was somewhat wasteful of its effects.
But he had to admit, Secretary Fujiwara's move had truly helped Lin Chen enormously.
One day later.
On a rural path.
Snow still covered the farmland on both sides.
Lin Chen and Tanjuro each pushed a cart loaded with various miscellaneous items.
Lin Chen didn't have that much time to spare.
With the college entrance exams approaching, the school still had placement tests.
High rankings came with rewards—though the rewards were modest.
But Lin Chen needed this placement test opportunity to raise his ranking.
If he could make a stunning debut, he could receive resource support from the school.
Even if it wasn't as good as what the Little Dragon Girl received, slightly lesser resources would definitely be enough for him.
Moreover, the Demon Slayer world's resources were simply too scarce.
They were somewhat holding back his current physical improvement.
So Lin Chen quickly persuaded Tanjuro to bring the Kamado family along to relocate and search for the Demon Slayer Corps together.
The persuasion process wasn't difficult.
Tanjuro was well aware of Lin Chen's extraordinary nature.
"To get to Mount Sagiri, you'll need to cross over that mountain."
"It's already quite late. Are you all sure you'll be alright?"
A woman leading a child warned Lin Chen's group.
Though their group had many people, they really didn't give off any sense of danger.
Most were children, and the two adults leading them—Tanjuro and Kamado Kie—both had extremely kind faces and were very approachable.
"It's fine."
Tanjuro bowed in thanks, speaking gently.
His voice was warm, yet somehow instilled an inexplicable sense of confidence.
"Recently, many people have gone missing on that mountain at night. Please be careful and don't get lost."
The woman was also a kind person, continuing to call out reminders even as Lin Chen's group departed.
"Those people probably didn't get lost, Mr. Tanjuro."
Lin Chen's expression turned serious as he spoke up.
"It's the demons you mentioned, isn't it?" Tanjuro nodded slightly as well.
Legends of demons had always circulated. Many families would hang wisteria flowers on their doors, or burn specially-made wisteria incense at their entrances to ward off demons.
Tanjuro had always thought these were just legends.
Until Lin Chen told him about the things hidden in this world's darkness.
Man-eating, immortal demons.
And the Demon King who had survived for over several hundred years.
"Our weapons can't kill demons. If we encounter one, just completely seal its movements."
"Sunlight will completely destroy demons."
Lin Chen reminded him.
Seeing Tanjuro become serious, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
With Tanjuro present, forget ordinary demons—even a Lower Moon wouldn't be a concern.