Anime Crossover: My Cheat Code is Myself

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Looking down at Xia Yan, who was looking down at him, Bingye understood what was going on.

The other party was just making fun of me; from the moment they appeared, I was destined to have nowhere to escape.

Thinking of this, Bingye, her heart filled with despair, gave up struggling and collapsed to the ground with a blank look in her eyes.

They were clearly adopting a "do-or-die" attitude, ready to be killed at any time.

"Kill me, use my head to earn the title of 'Storm Pillar,' I don't want to run anymore..."

His attitude left Xia Yan feeling somewhat helpless, as if he were the one bullying him.

Is he the kind of evil person who would bully others for no reason?

Oh, I think so. Never mind then...

Thinking of this, Xia Yan's lips curled into a heartless smile once again.

Chapter Fifty-Eight: A Freebie Galore! Are You Touched?

"Hey, is it really okay to give up so easily? Isn't your biggest wish to survive?"

Xia Yan gently comforted him, trying to awaken the latent will to live within Bingye's heart.

Of course, his hands weren't idle while he was talking.

Like a mischievous child who has nothing better to do than pluck the thorns off a caterpillar or roast ants with a magnifying glass, he kept dissecting the diseased leaves to observe the difference between the lower demon and the ordinary demon.

At the same time, he took the opportunity to collect a lot of Lower Moon demon blood.

If I give it to Tamayo, it might increase her favorability.

As for the blood collection tools, they were generously sponsored by Hokage Natsuhiko. He also took a few samples as observation specimens, along with a sample of his arm, leg, and internal organs.

Although the worlds are different, we might be able to draw parallels.

Because Natsuhiko did not use the front blade of his Nichirin Blade when he dismembered the diseased leaf, but rather the back blade that did not use the Scarlet Sand Iron and Scarlet Ore, the severed parts did not disappear.

Instead, Xia Yan arranged them neatly to the side as if he had obsessive-compulsive disorder.

But at this point, Bingye had already made up his mind that no matter what Xia Yan said, he would no longer believe him or give any response.

He looked completely focused on dying, so he didn't notice Xia Yan's actions.

"Seriously? Does he really not want to live anymore...?"

The diseased leaf remained unresponsive; its empty, salty-fish-like gaze reminded Xia Yan of a famous English dish.

Xia Yan wished he could find someone to give him the ultimate humiliation and see if he would still be so stubborn.

Unfortunately, he couldn't find such a person, which allowed Bingye to escape this calamity.

Otherwise, after the sick leaf arrives in hell, it might be able to reduce its punishment by a few months.

"Well, since that's the case, let me see you off."

Xia Yan sighed softly, made a helpless expression, and raised the Nichirin Blade in his hand.

A look of relief flashed in Bingye's eyes.

Perhaps becoming a ghost was the biggest mistake I ever made in my life...

Swah——

Under the moonlight, a dazzling, cold light flashed.

The sick leaf's head was lifted into the air, then fell heavily to the ground, rolling to the side.

In a daze, he seemed to have returned to the time before he became a ghost.

He was an orphan adopted by a ninja clan, and his days were filled with endless training and assassinations...

The meaning of existence is to transform oneself into a weapon without emotion, willing to sacrifice everything to complete the mission.

For ninjas, missions are everything, even at the cost of their lives.

But on that day, in order to survive, he ran away.

The price was heavy losses for the ninja clan. In the end, the clan leader committed seppuku alone without a second to prove his loyalty, which earned him the forgiveness of his employer.

From then on, survival became his obsession.

Having committed an irreparable mistake, he dared not return to the ninja clan and had no means of making a living, so he had to become a thief to barely survive.

Until one day, he broke into the home of a young man with red, vertical pupils...

"Lord Uzui... I'm sorry..."

"Who is Lord Uzui?"

Hearing the mutterings coming from the sick leaf's head, Xia Yan leaned over and asked with a smile.

“My former patriarch… I just saw him… I want to apologize to him.”

Perhaps it is because a dying ghost speaks kind words, but this time, Bingye did not pretend to be dead and give up. Instead, he answered Xia Yan's question.

"Ah, that's a revolving lantern, isn't it? According to one theory, the reason why people see a revolving lantern before they die is that they are searching for ways to avoid the approaching death from their past experiences and memories."

"However, I haven't experienced it myself, and I probably won't have the chance to experience it in the future, so I don't really understand it."

Xia Yan answered the question seriously and meticulously, as if he were conducting some kind of scientific inquiry.

Unconcerned by Xia Yan's answer, Byakuya closed his eyes, preparing to face his death.

But after waiting for a long time, he found that not only had he not died, but he was becoming more and more energetic, and his body had not stopped regenerating.

The terrifying man remained crouched beside him, talking to himself.

"I never thought ghosts could have a revolving lantern effect. Does this mean you don't actually want to die?"

"However, that's not necessarily true. After all, what they said before was just other people's speculation, and it might not be entirely accurate..."

Why didn't I die?

Bingye interrupted Xia Yan's incessant chatter and asked with some confusion.

As far as he knew, no demon had ever been able to regenerate its head; any demon whose head was cut off by a Nichirin Blade would die.

"Oh, you mean this!"

Seeing that his opponent had astutely spotted the blind spot, Xia smiled and raised his Nichirin Blade, showing it off to him:

“My Nichirin Blade is different from ordinary ones. The blade on the back is no different from that of an ordinary sword and has no ability to kill demons. I just used the blade on the back to cut off your head.”

"How is it? Are you very touched?"

Upon hearing Xia Yan's explanation, Bingye shed tears of emotion.

Chapter 59 What's more terrifying than ghosts is the human heart

"You bastard!!! Are you a devil!?"

Even though only a head remained, the diseased leaf still roared excitedly with boundless energy, and tears welled up in its eyes.

"happy."

"You're the ghost yourself, and one of the twelve ghost months, yet you have the nerve to call others devils?"

Xia Yan took out the Nine-Character Mantra again.

"You guy!"

Having never faced such a future internet offensive before, Bingye could not bear it. He was severely hit by this cross-time and space mental attack, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"urgent."

Seeing this, Xia Yan crossed his arms and chuckled as he uttered another word.

"Wow ah ah-"

Even though he didn't understand what Xia Yan meant, a nameless anger kept rising in Bingye's heart, making him yell and scream in anger.

Unfortunately, he now only has a head left, and his body is extremely weak due to Xia Yan's constant efforts to remove his heart and lungs, cut off his arms and legs, and perform bloodletting.

No matter how angry they get, it's just impotent rage.

"Ah, Dian."

"Waaaaah—kill me, kill me now!!"

After being attacked both physically and mentally by Xia Yan, Bingye, who had always prioritized survival, had never longed for death as much as she had at this moment.

But Xia Yan had finally found some fun again, so he wasn't going to let him off easily.

"Tsk, in such a hurry."

Xia Yan placed one foot on Bing Ye's head, his eyes filled with three parts disdain, three parts contempt, and four parts mockery. This move instantly broke down Bing Ye's defenses.

"Who's getting angry! You bastard, go ahead and kill me if you dare!!!"

"Oh, a rebellious personality, is that it? You have to refute everything others say?"

“Damn it—”

Just as Xia Yan was having a lot of fun with Bing Ye, relying on his limited but modern internet gaming experience, Kocho Kanae, worried that Xia Yan might encounter danger if he acted alone, also came over.

"Xia Yanjun, are you alright...?"

Before he could finish his words of concern, he abruptly stopped.

Kanae Butterfly, who was still worried about whether Xia Yan would have any problems, was shocked by what she saw.

In that instant, Kanae Kocho almost felt as if she had stepped into a slaughterhouse.

Under the moonlight, a handsome young man, with a gentle smile on his lips, murmured to himself as he stood on a human head beneath his feet.

The limbs and severed arms, all the same size and dimensions, are neatly arranged around, like some kind of postmodern artwork.

Even in the forest, the pungent smell of blood could still be clearly smelled.

"Hey! You woman over there, come and kill me!!!"

The sick leaf, who had been tormented to the point of wishing for death, was overjoyed to see the newly arrived flower pillar butterfly Kanae. Instead of being afraid, she was overjoyed.

For him, death had long been a relief.