Why does the world show a health bar? !

Here's the revised translation, with all non-English words replaced by their closest English equivalents and removed:

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"Why did you come back?"

"Mr. Li, aren't you happy to see me return?"

"No, I'm very happy, extremely happy."

A smile tugged at the corner of Li Mo's lips. The balance between him and the demon was perfectly even, with neither side having an advantage.

But Kanae Kocho's return became his砝码 (weight).

He said, "Miss Kanae, could you please pick up my axe and smash its head?"

The demon had licked some blood, restoring a bit of its health bar. Demons were truly tenacious creatures. As long as they weren't decapitated by a Nichirin Blade or exposed to sunlight, they wouldn't die.

During the health lock period, consuming flesh could quickly restore them.

Demons were nearly perfect beings, lacking only the ability to withstand sunlight.

"Can it still recover?"

"Yes, it can. Now that it's eaten some flesh, it can fully revive."

Kanae looked at the scene before her.

Her parents' bodies lay at the doorway, blood pooling on the floor. The room was a mess, with furniture scattered everywhere. In the corners, on the walls, and across the floor, the demon's remains were strewn about, its blood everywhere.

The guest sat in a pool of blood, his clothes covered in blood and bits of flesh. Kanae couldn't imagine how he had turned the axe into a meat grinder.

But… this was a good thing.

She took the axe from Li Mo's hand, noticing the stiffness and coldness of his skin upon contact.

He was already poisoned.

She would prepare some herbal medicine later.

"Please, Miss Kanae."

"I will."

Encouraged by Li Mo, Kanae raised the axe and stood before the demon's remaining half-head.

She recalled what had happened just minutes ago. Her father, with his impartial kindness, had welcomed the demon as a patient, only for both her parents to lose their lives.

What if she had woken Mr. Li at dusk? What if her mother hadn't come to the main hall to help that night? What if she hadn't pulled her mother aside to whisper?

Would her father still be alive? Would her mother, who wasn't here, still be alive?

Kanae knew that the past couldn't be changed.

"I'm sorry."

Kanae raised the axe and brought it down on the demon's remaining half-head. The sharp blade easily cut through flesh and bone.

The demon's body was already in pieces, and now its head was shattered into countless fragments. Yet, even in this state, the demon's flesh continued to move, trying to reassemble itself.

"Miss Kanae, please don't let your guard down. The demon isn't completely dead. Only when the sunlight bathes its body at dawn will it truly die. You can see it—even in such a ruined state, the remnants of its head are still moving."

"For now, it probably won't recover enough to feed. Please handle your parents' remains first. Be careful not to mix any demon flesh with them."

"But given the current situation, I suggest exposing the bodies to sunlight briefly tomorrow. The demon's body will turn to smoke upon contact with sunlight. After that, you can proceed with the burial."

"In any case, thank you."

Li Mo spoke with difficulty, feeling as though his entire body was losing sensation, as if he had been injected with anesthesia before surgery. It was unbearable.

Was this his first experience with全身麻醉 (general anesthesia)?

He kept his eyes slightly closed, maintaining his breathing.

The twelve-year-old girl began to act alone.

She first collected her parents' remains. Their bodies had been partially eaten by the demon, no longer whole but still identifiable. Kanae had no experience handling corpses, so she followed Li Mo's instructions, moving the bodies away from the demon and covering their faces.

"Miss Kanae, why did you decide to come back?" Li Mo asked.

"Leaving Mr. Li alone here would have been too cruel."

"You could have died if you came back."

"I was prepared to sacrifice myself to let Shinobu escape. Fortunately, Mr. Li arrived in time."

"I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner."

"It's alright."

Then, silence fell. Li Mo hadn't expected to be sitting in a pool of blood, resting. After everything settled, he suddenly felt an overwhelming exhaustion—not from his body, but from his mind.

If only…

Someone he had just met was now a cold corpse. Last night, seeing a corpse had made him feel strong, but that had been a stranger, a cold body from the start.

—Today, it was someone he knew, someone good.

The transition from a living person in the morning to a cold corpse in the afternoon.

It was heartbreaking.

"Mr. Li, please don't feel guilty. You've done very well."

"I wish I could have done better."

If he could have done better, he should have. That way, he wouldn't feel guilty. If one day, his negligence led to irreversible consequences, guilt would drown him.

Li Mo was unhappy.

Kanae returned to Li Mo's side after properly handling her parents' remains. In between, she had taken the axe and smashed the demon's partially regenerated head again.

Surprisingly, Kanae was quite strong.

"What did you send Shinobu to do?"

"I sent her to the village chief's house to ask for help. Mr. Li, please relax. I'll bandage your wounds and treat the poison."

Kanae stood behind Li Mo, examined his wounds, and asked a few questions. After getting his answers, she began treating him.

Li Mo's external injury was just a scratch, merely superficial. The real problem was the poison. Due to the poison's spread, his entire body was paralyzed, unable to move.

Soon, Li Mo was wrapped in layers of bandages. Despite the minor injury and minimal bleeding, he looked like this.

Were bandages free?

"Someone's coming."

Then, Li Mo had no time to dwell on that. He saw a health bar approaching. The name behind the health bar was "???", meaning he didn't know the person.

And they were moving fast.

Almost as soon as he spoke, a tall figure appeared at the doorway.

"Namu Amida Butsu."

The man was over two meters tall, dressed as a monk, with short hair. He wore prayer beads around his neck, and his muscular arms resembled those of a Greek hero. Yet, his physique wasn't the most striking feature.

"A meteor hammer?" Li Mo asked.

The weapon in his hand, a fully metal meteor hammer, was particularly eye-catching.

"Yes."

The tall man spoke, swinging the meteor hammer. With a whooshing sound, the hammer struck the demon's remains with pinpoint accuracy.

Then, the demon's remaining body began to burn. The weapon contained the power of the sun,彻底 (completely) killing the lingering demon.

He seemed to have located the demon's moving flesh by the faint sounds it made.

"It's all over now."

"Are you from the Demon Slayer Corps?" Li Mo asked.

"Demon Slayer Corps member, Gyomei Himejima, at your service. May I ask, did you do all this?"

Li Mo felt the man's gaze, even though he was blind.

Gyomei Himejima.

Li Mo knew this name—the future strongest Pillar of the Demon Slayer Corps.

Now, he could relax.

Li Mo said, "I did it."

"Namu Amida Butsu." Gyomei said, "I arrived too late. I was distracted by another demon and didn't realize this one had come down the mountain."

Tears streamed down his face as the strong scent of blood filled his nostrils.

What cruel events, what a fierce battle had taken place here?

He had arrived too late.

Resulting in the loss of lives.

At this thought, tears continued to flow.

At the same time, a group of people in black clothes and masks entered.

"Is there anyone injured? Where are the injured?"

"Over here."

Guided by Kanae, one of them approached Li Mo to examine him.

As this happened, the members of the "Kakushi" began to explain their recent movements through tears.