“Umm, Junior Sister Yuki, I think you are missing my point here.” Haruhi had no idea what to do with this girl. She looked like she was on a mission to slaughter everyone. Haruhi suddenly realized something and sighed. She realized once they started killing, that was it. She knew from her Master that Yuki was the last asura. Killing and murder were engraved into her. She could only sigh and just wait to see how things went.

Haruhi found it strange. Yuki was normally a very kind person. She cared about her friends and never caused any trouble. But once the idea of killing came to mind, her switch seemed to be flipped, and she looked as if she was ready to kill the world. She wondered if this was the true nature of an asura or if it was just Yuki who was like this. She thought about it for a while and remembered that Yuki had skinned a few disciples’ faces off and castrated them. This was before she got the asura inheritance, which meant that this girl’s mind was not always where it should have been. When she thought about it like this, she suddenly felt that she was probably going to be seeing some really gruesome things soon.

They walked for two days and two nights before they finally reached Misty Stone Village. Yuki sniffed the air, causing her excitement to rise more. “The scent of blood is strong.”

After saying this, Yuki ran toward the village entrance without a care. Nana quickly followed after her, and Haruhi, who was not expecting Yuki to just run off, took a second to react. “Hey! Wait!”

Yuki reached the entrance in no time at all and stood before the two men who were on guard. “State your business!”

“Hehe! I smell it.” Yuki’s laugh and words confused the two guards, but before they could even ask what she meant, their heads were already leaving their bodies. Yuki watched as the bodies fell to the ground before picking up one of the heads and looking at the shocked expressions on its face. “I can smell the blood. Now then….” 

Yuki stabbed her hand into the eye socket and pulled the eye out before a soul began to float out. “Do not hide. You can not hide from me. Hehe!” 

Nana watched from the side as Yuki consumed something from the head. But she did not say a word, nor was she sickened by Yuki’s actions. In fact, she felt her Yuki was beaming with happiness, which was making her feel happy as well.  

Haruhi also witnessed this scene but did not say a word. At this time, she was nothing more than an invigilator. She was on here to watch and step in only if Yuki or Nana were about to die. So even if Yuki went on a rampage here and began slaughtering the entire town, she would step in to stop her. 

Yuki went over to the other head and snatched the soul out of that one as well. She then placed her sword on her shoulder and began walking into the village as if she had not just killed two people. Blood dripped from her hand, leaving a bloody trail behind her.

“Run and hide~ Run and hide~ Try to escape and let me give chase~ Run and hide~”  Yuki began singing a song as she walked up to the first door, raised her foot, and kicked out, kicking the door right off its hinges. “No matter how far you run, I will still kill you!  Run and hide!” 

“You!? Who are you? How dare you…. Urk….” A wrinkled old woman that looked like skin and bones had raised her sword to attack Yuki only to get a sharp pain in her stomach. She looked down and saw her upper body seemed to be slipping off its lower half. She looked at Yuki in shock. “You!? How….” 

The wrinkled old woman was very confused. She had not even seen Yuki move. She had only said a few words before she was cut in half! Even as she died, she still did not understand how Yuki did it. Yuki saw the soul trying to escape from the old woman’s body and snorted. She took a deep breath, sucked the soul into her mouth, and began to chew on it. “A bit bitter.”

Yuki frowned slightly before looking around the house to make sure no one was here. She left the house and went to the next house. The person inside stabbed out at her, but still lost their head a second later. Yuki’s aura was already slowly seeping out. Blood dripped from her sword as she made her way from house to house, killing everyone inside without exception. 

At the village leader’s house, a group of people were gathered together.  Only one old man sat in his chair and looked at the others… “Is this everyone!?”

    “It is.” One of the men in the room answered.

“Then I will ask. What is going on with that crazy girl who showed up and started slaughtering people?” The old man asked.

    A young man stepped forward and reported: “Village leader, the girl seems to be very powerful. Her cultivation is at least in the astral star realm.” 

“If that is the case, why has no one killed her? If she keeps this up, we will all die one by one. We need to take care of this girl, or all our plans will be for naught!”