radicalducati Chapter 96: He is both a god and a devil!
Chapter 96: He is both a god and a devil!
Chapter 96: He is both a god and a devil!
With her arm injured, Zenin Maki took out her magic tools from the bag again, but instead of armor, she took out a samurai sword.
"Why is she so inflexible?!"
Gojo Satoru sighed and rubbed his forehead, but a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.
Often, it is obsession that allows a person to go further and reach the pinnacle.
Chu Yang also appreciated her attitude and decided to give her some pointers. If she could learn something from them, it would be a blessing for her.
"Give me a knife."
Chu Yang's words made Zenji Maki's eyes light up. She hurriedly handed the katana in her hand to Chu Yang, and then took out another knife from her bag.
The two fought again.
Chu Yang deliberately restrained nearly 0% of his power; otherwise, he would have been knocked out in one move.
Zenin Maki was very cautious this time, unlike when she used her sword, she didn't move as aggressively, but stayed outside Chu Yang's attack range. However, Zenin Maki didn't know what level Chu Yang's swordsmanship had reached.
Even without using Observation Haki, Chu Yang could predict her next move just by looking at her posture.
The two sides seemed to be evenly matched, but Gojo Satoru noticed something amiss: Chu Yang's movements were too composed, as if he was waiting for Zenin Maki's katana to attack each time.
"This guy doesn't just seem to be good at physical combat; his swordsmanship is also quite high. Wait, his swordsmanship is too strong!"
As they were talking, Gojo saw Chu Yang unleash a slash several meters long, carving a deep trench in the grass of the sports field.
"Hey, are you kidding me? This power is comparable to a curse!"
Gojo Satoru gradually became excited, as if he had seen some incredible gossip.
"Even a casual slash has this kind of power; it's hard to imagine that this kid was just an ordinary office worker a few months ago."
Even Nanami Kento lost his composure, instinctively leaning forward to carefully observe the battlefield.
"That's amazing!"
Yi Gu You Tai's eyes shone brightly!
Chu Yang's fighting style not only suited Zenjima Maki, but also suited him well. After he strengthened his body with his curse power, his strength could barely keep up with his opponent's.
"Maki is so excited. Even though her arm is injured, she's still making such big movements."
While expressing his worry, the panda also looked on with emotion. As a friend, he knew very well how much this battle would change Zenin Maki.
At first, he thought it would be an evenly matched contest where the two could learn from each other, but that was not the case at all.
Chu Yang's close-combat skills were the best Panda had ever seen, bar none. As a fellow close-combat fighter, Panda benefited greatly from them.
"octopus."
Dog Curly nodded.
Zenin Maki was indeed in a very excited state; the possibilities that Chu Yang had shown her gave her a glimpse into her future.
In just ten minutes, the intense battle had pushed Zenin Maki to her limit; her arm was swollen and a fracture was certain.
Chu Yang prepared to stop, as continuing the fight might cause irreversible injuries to his opponent.
Throughout the battle, he first used the swordsmanship style of the One Piece world, then the swordsmanship of the Demon Slayer world, and finally the slashing techniques of the Bleach world.
Their styles are very different, but they lead to the same goal. I just don't know if Zenji Shinki doesn't understand this principle.
Perhaps due to exhaustion, Zenin Maki fell while retreating. Panda and the others watching immediately rushed over to check on her injuries, which also marked the end of the battle.
Gojo Satoru and Nanami Kento also walked to the center of the sports field.
"Excuse me, could you please make way?"
Gojo Satoru pushed aside the panda blocking his way, bent down and used his magic to cover Zenin Maki's injured arm. A miraculous scene unfolded: the swelling slowly disappeared, and the arm returned to its normal size.
"The reversal technique works on the principle of two negatives making a positive, which can give the power of the spell a healing effect."
Chu Yang observed the treatment process with focused attention.
The Reversal Technique is not a spell, but a way of using incantation. It is extremely complex, second only to the [Black Flash] in difficulty, and very few people know it.
Most of them can only heal themselves with the Reversal Technique, and only Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko can actively heal others.
The future Otsuki Yuuta, and Ryoumen Sukuna, the "King of Curses," are also possibilities.
In terms of treatment effectiveness, the Reversal Technique is stronger than Chu Yang's Vitality Healing Technique, and it can even heal fatal wounds that penetrate the brain instantly.
After treating Zenin Maki, Gojo Satoru stood up, stretched, and joked, "You weren't some kind of genius kendo prodigy when you were in school, were you?"
Chu Yang said with a self-deprecating laugh, "If I really had that kind of persona, would I have ended up as a corporate slave?"
"That's true." Gojo Satoru nodded, squinting as he smiled. "In just a few months, the combat experience and skills you've accumulated are better than those sorcerers who have lived for decades. It's truly astonishing. If this continues, you might surpass me in no time."
Chu Yang said disdainfully, "You're praising me on the surface, but you're actually praising yourself. You're really shameless."
"Hahaha." Gojo Satoru burst into laughter.
Nanami Kento shook his head and turned to leave.
He felt extremely disgusted if he stayed near Gojo Satoru for even a second longer.
"Nanami has left, aren't you leaving?" Gojo Satoru asked Chu Yang.
"I'm tired. I'm going to rest here. As for protecting Tokyo, please do your best for me, senior. I'm going to skip work."
Chu Yang waved his hand.
"The more cursed spirits you exorcise in this mission, the bigger the reward will be. It's rare to see a money-grubber like you give up."
"Senior, do you know what the worst thing for a corporate slave is?"
"I know that, Nanami said it was overtime!"
"You got it right! By the way, I just applied for leave last night, but it was canceled this morning, so I'm not in a good mood right now."
"Now I understand," Gojo Satoru said with deep sympathy. He turned to Panda and the others and instructed them, "Take Maki to rest, and also prepare a place for him to sleep."
In Wu Tiao Wu’s opinion, Xia Youjie’s Night Parade of One Hundred Demons was nothing special. Even if Chu Yang didn’t participate, the result wouldn’t be any different. That’s why he said it was a war that the other side was bound to lose.
No one knew that Xia Youjie's target was Yi Gu You Tai.
Similarly, no one knew that Chu Yang's target was Xia Youjie!
Time flies.
2017 12 Month 24 Day.
Christmas Eve.
Shinjuku and Kyoto.
The streets, which should have been busier than usual, were now deserted, with only a large number of sorcerers standing guard.
Almost all of the second-year students at the vocational high school are in Kyoto, working in collaboration with Kyoto Prefectural Vocational High School.
Only Dog-Turtle and Panda were dispatched to Shinjuku to serve as backup alongside the upperclassmen.
Gojo Satoru and Yagami Masamichi are also here.
The sky was dark.
Under the dreamlike neon lights, in the dark corners of the city, the smell of curse grows ever stronger.
Strange laughter suddenly echoed through the street, and the cursed spirits swarmed in like waves.
Moth of the Way reminds the sorcerers involved in the operation to take precautions to avoid damaging infrastructure.
"If you encounter ordinary people who haven't had time to escape, protect them and get them away immediately; don't linger in the fight."
"Finally, all the cursed spirits must be eliminated!"
"action!"
Tokyo Metropolitan High School of Curses.
Yuta Otsuku is chatting with Maki Zenin in the classroom. One of them is not allowed to participate in the operation, while the other is recuperating from her injuries.
suddenly.
Both of them looked out the window at the same time.
The sky above the college was gradually covered by a black film.
This is the most commonly used barrier in the world of sorcery: the tent.
The caster can set any entry and exit conditions; those who do not meet the conditions cannot enter the barrier.
The strength of the barrier is determined by the sorcerer's ability.
Xia Youjie has arrived at the vocational college, his goal being to target Yi Gu You Tai.
He can obtain the top-tier cursed spirit, Kimoto Rika, by killing the opponent.
Upon discovering that someone had broken into the college, Zenin Maki returned to her room to search for magical artifacts. Suddenly, she remembered that her most handy knife had been crushed by Chu Yang with his bare hands a few days ago.
Then, she looked at the katana, and Chu Yang's amazing swordsmanship flashed through her mind.
"Let's give it a try!"
Zenjima took a deep breath, grabbed her katana, rushed out of the room, and ran downstairs. She hadn't gone far when she ran into Chu Yang.
"Go back and rest."
Chu Yang took the spell tool directly from her hand and left without looking back.
Zenjima Maki stood there, stunned, watching Chu Yang's departing figure.
It wasn't that Chu Yang was concerned about her safety or afraid that Xia Youjie would beat her to death; rather, he had to finish the battle before Wutiao Wu arrived and didn't have time to dawdle.
Otherwise, Xia Youjie would surely die.
With his Observation Haki overlapping with the range of the "Tent," Chu Yang located Xia Youjie's position; he was heading towards the high school classroom.
The next moment, Chu Yang flashed and was already standing at the end of the road waiting for him.
Looking at Chu Yang who had appeared out of nowhere, Xia Youjie didn't seem to care, laughing casually, "I thought the vocational college was completely deserted. Judging from your attire, you don't look like a student or a teacher. Are you from the logistics department?"
Chu Yang smiled slightly, "More or less."
"Let's make a deal. You let me pass, and I'll spare your life, how about it?" Xia Youjie tucked his hands into his sleeves, a smile playing on his lips, looking gentle and kind.
"Then I'll discuss this with you too. Call me 'Big Brother,' and I'll try to go easy on you later." Chu Yang smiled even more kindly than him.
Xia Youjie was quite surprised and paused for a moment, "Do you know who I am?"
Chu Yang nodded. "The meeting a few days ago discussed it in detail. He's a top-tier curse master, and he's from the same cohort as Gojo Satoru, so he must be quite powerful."
"He doesn't seem to be crazy, yet he dares to speak in such a tone. I know all the top-level sorcerers, but I've never seen you before—"
Xia Youjie squinted, a half-smile playing on his lips.
"It's normal that you don't know me, because my Level 1 rating just came through."
Chu Yang gave a very serious answer.
Xia Youjie finally lost his temper and burst into laughter, "What an interesting fellow! I'm almost reluctant to kill you."
Chu Yang drew his sword, a smile on his face. "Because of what you said, I can hit you even lighter later. Hmm—I'll only use half my strength."
Xia Youjie's laughter stopped abruptly, his gaze suddenly turning murderous as he coldly uttered two words, "Madman."
With a wave of his hand, black mist instantly filled the narrow alleyway, from which cursed spirits crawled out one after another.
"There's no need for probing; it's a waste of time."
As soon as Chu Yang finished speaking, a sword light suddenly shone in the sky, sweeping through the alley. The cursed spirits that had just appeared were already reduced to ashes under the sword light.
Xia Youjie's smile froze. He took a deep breath and stared at Chu Yang, asking:
"So, you deliberately stayed here waiting for me?"
Chu Yang chuckled and said, "I'm a very suspicious person. Most of the time, I don't even trust my own people, let alone information from the enemy."
Xia Youjie shrugged and shook his head helplessly. "Hey, hey, hey, I was still a student at a vocational college back then, so I wouldn't count as an enemy, right?"
Chu Yang chuckled and countered, "What if someone skilled in sorcery is also my enemy?"
Xia Youjie's expression turned solemn as he frowned and asked, "Who exactly are you?"
Chu Yang didn't answer. Holding the knife in one hand, he beckoned to Xia Youjie with his finger, "No matter who you are, you can't stop my plan!"
Black mist surged around Xia Youjie, and the oppressive force was completely different from before. The summoned spirit this time was obviously not a level two weakling.
"This is my top-tier spirit, transformed into Tamamo-no-Mae. Say hello to her properly."
Emerging from the black mist was a humanoid cursed spirit, dressed in ancient clothing, with a face resembling a mask painted with a fake smile.
At the same time, the void behind Xia Youjie rippled, and a cursed spirit emerged. He reached out and took a three-section staff from the cursed spirit's mouth.
That was a relic of Fuheshen'er, a spell tool called Youyun, which contained no spells, only pure physical power.
The stronger the user's arm strength, the more terrifying the destructive power of the cloud.
"Fighting alongside summoned creatures, what a touching master-servant bond."
Chu Yang made a sarcastic remark.
Xia Youjie dared not be careless and launched an attack with full concentration. The destructive power that Chu Yang had just displayed was enough to prove that the man in front of him with the samurai sword was definitely a top-tier one!
"Even with the blessing of magic, your body still seems as fragile as paper to me."
Chu Yang raised his katana high with disdain, like a god judging mortals.
He slashed down with a single stroke.
The powers of the sun and moon appear simultaneously.
The intense sunlight.
The dim moonlight.
The two intertwined, like two giant millstones, grinding away all the matter shrouded in light.
[Fountainhead Breathing - Second Form - Sun and Moon in Harmony]
The first step of the top-tier cursed spirit [Avatar Tamamo-no-Mae] into the light of the sun and moon was met with a mournful roar, and its body was gradually obliterated.
It tried to escape, but found itself unable to move at all. There was a strong suction between the two different lights, like a black hole.
Xia Youjie stopped in his tracks, watching helplessly as the cursed spirit was destroyed. Goosebumps rose all over his body, and a chill ran from his tailbone straight to the top of his head.
He had only ever seen such devastating power in one other person in his entire life.
Gojo Satoru!
Xia Youjie began to consider quitting.
But now that things have come to this, how can he back down?
With Rika Kimoto right in front of me, if I can get this cursed spirit, I can completely turn the tide!
Xia Youjie gritted his teeth and released a large number of cursed spirits in a short time. He wanted to use these cursed spirits to hold Chu Yang back until he killed Yi Gu You Tai and seized the cursed spirits.
Meanwhile, in the classroom, Yuta Otsuko and Maki Zenin also saw the cursed spirit released by Natsuyuu.
The two looked at each other and saw the worry in each other's eyes.
"Although Senior Yang is very strong, he'll probably struggle to deal with so many cursed spirits by himself. Should we go and help him?"
"Of course!"
The two rushed out of the classroom together, leaping repeatedly on the rooftop.
Shinjuku.
The belatedly aware Gojou Satoru guessed Xia Youjie's purpose, and then teleported the panda and dog-rolled thorn back to the high school.
"With Yang here, you guys help him hold off Xia Youjie. I'll be right back."
In the blink of an eye, the two appeared in the sky above the college.
"There's a record. Wu's guess was right; Xia Youjie is right here!"
The panda roared, preparing to use brute force to break through the barrier.
But the next second, he saw the barrier shatter, and two strange lights illuminated the entire world that had fallen into twilight.
moonlight.
The panda and the dog saw the countless cursed spirits on the ground completely annihilated under the two kinds of light.
Meanwhile, Otsuku Yuta and Zen-in Maki witnessed the child's scene from a closer distance.
The four of them, including Xia Youjie, were trembling, and all their eyes were focused on Chu Yang.
The man was bathed in light and walked slowly forward.
He is both a god and a devil.
I was careless—
Xia Youjie gave a bitter smile, his face ashen as he watched Chu Yang walk towards him step by step.
If I had known the opponent was so powerful, I shouldn't have tried to use cursed spirits to entangle him. I should have used my strongest curse from the beginning.
Xia Youjie also has a spell called "Vortex," which can concentrate the power of all the cursed spirits into a single attack, making it extremely powerful.
However, now that Chu Yang has destroyed more than half of his cursed spirits, the power of the "vortex" is not enough to pose a threat to Chu Yang with only the remaining cursed spirits.
"I lost." Xia Youjie knew he had no chance of turning the tide, and though he was on the verge of death, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Anyway, he has done his best in his life. The fact that things turned out this way can only be attributed to bad luck. There are many people in history who have failed despite their efforts, so it doesn't matter if he is one of them.
Even if you succeed—it doesn't necessarily mean you'll gain enlightenment.
Xia Youjie looked at himself with a self-deprecating smile, his expression becoming increasingly calm and composed.
They stood motionless, as if waiting for death.
Chu Yang walked up to him and slowly stabbed the knife in his hand toward Xia Youjie's heart.
Despite the intense pain, Xia Youjie's expression remained unchanged.
The panda and the dog-like creature landed right next to Zenji Maki and Otsuko Yuta.
The four people held their breath and watched silently from the side.
The blade did not pierce a vital spot, but instead swiftly engraved mysterious runes on Xia Youjie's heart. After a brief period of pain, Xia Youjie discovered that his injury was not as serious as he had imagined.
Amazing!
Xia Youjie was utterly shocked.
When the knife tip left Xia Youjie's body, he collapsed to his knees and fell into a coma, but he did not die.
Only a master swordsman like Chu Yang, whose skills have reached the pinnacle, could do that.
Chu Yang inscribed the Flying Thunder God's incantation on Xia Youjie's heart, so he can now appear by Xia Youjie's side at any time if he wishes.
The four pandas felt a chill run down their spines.
From their perspective, Chu Yang was killing Xia Youjie in an extremely cruel way.
The thought of stabbing someone in the heart and turning it around is painful enough.
This misunderstanding is actually quite good, as it prevents them from noticing anything amiss.
Chu Yang carried Xia Youjie's "household registration" out of the college. Zenjima and the others did not dare to ask any questions and could only watch him leave.
Arriving at a deserted place, Chu Yang first treated Xia Youjie's injuries, then woke him up, who was somewhat dazed.
"You're not going to kill me?"
"I want your life."
"What value is my life? Compared to you, I'm no different from an ant, am I?"
"Whether it has value or not is up to me. Even if you're an ant, you're a relatively large one."
Chu Yang said frankly, "I don't really like the current world of sorcery. Whether it's those big families or the higher-ups at sorcery colleges, they can arbitrarily define the good and evil of sorcerers. But in my opinion, some of them are more like sorcerers than sorcerers themselves."
"I want to rewrite the world order."
"I have no interest in mocking your ideals, even if I think they are naive. But before you have the ability to realize your ideals, why don't you help me achieve my wish first?"
Xia Youjie was lost in thought when, after a long while, he chuckled softly, "Why should I help you?"
Chu Yang plunged the knife directly into Xia Youjie's chest and said coldly, "I'm not giving you a choice, I'm just giving you a chance to live."
The cold blade pierced his body again in a familiar way. Xia Youjie's breathing became rapid. The feeling of being on the verge of death was unpleasant and repeatedly eroded his courage to face death.
Just as Chu Yang was about to continue his artistic creation on his heart, Xia Youjie chose to give in.
"Very good. From today onwards, we are partners on the same side. I, though not very capable, will reluctantly be the leader. What do you think?"
Chu Yang's kind smile felt strangely familiar to Xia Youjie. He suddenly remembered what Chu Yang had said before the battle and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "So you came for me from the very beginning. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind."
"Given the current situation, if I were to object, I'd definitely be killed. Is there any other option but to agree?"
Chu Yang nodded and said, "Since you agree, then hurry up and figure out a way to fool Gojo Satoru; he'll be back soon."
Xia Youjie summoned a worm-like spirit.
Then he dripped a few drops of blood onto the cursed spirit, which immediately transformed into his appearance.
Chu Yang immediately understood and used the tip of his knife to smash the fake Xia Youjie's heart, obtaining a perfect corpse.
"The spirit body can only exist for a maximum of one hour. If the time is exceeded, the cursed spirit will disappear."
Xia Youjie squinted at Chu Yang to remind him.
"Alright, you'd better hurry up and leave, lest you run into Gojo Satoru later, which would be even more troublesome."
Chu Yang waved his hand, signaling him to leave.
"Aren't you going to ask me where my headquarters are? Aren't you planning to contact me again?"
Xia Youjie looked puzzled.
"I can find you anytime I want. If you don't believe me, you can try hiding."
Chu Yang sneered and issued a warning in a joking tone.
For some reason, Xia Youjie felt a chill run down his spine. He knew that Chu Yang must have done something to him, but he couldn't figure out how.
Xia Youjie felt uncomfortable staying by Chu Yang's side any longer, so he immediately summoned a spirit to take him away from the college.
Not long after, Gojo Satoru rushed back to the college in the afterglow of dusk and saw Chu Yang and the corpse of the fake Xia Youjie at the gate.
Gojo Satoru suddenly slowed his pace, walked slowly to the corpse, stared at it for a while, and then turned to look at Chu Yang, "Thank you for your hard work."
Chu Yang shook his head, took out a student ID from his pocket and handed it to Gojo Satoru. It was Otsuko Yuta's student ID, which he had lost during a mission not long ago and which was picked up by Xia Youjie.
"Do you need some time?"
"Thank you, then please wait for me a little longer."
Chu Yang nodded and sat down in front of the steps.
Gazing at the fiery clouds on the horizon, I silently waited for Gojo Satoru to mourn his dear friend.
Three minutes later, Gojo Satoru stretched and seemed to have returned to his usual carefree attitude.
"You guessed Xia Youjie's target was You Tai all along, so you deliberately stayed at the vocational high school, right?"
Gojo Satoru's lips curled up slightly as he recalled Chu Yang's hesitant expression during the previous meeting.
"Just lucky."
Chu Yang smiled and, imitating Wu Tiaowu, sat on the steps and stretched.
"Are you fighting Xia Youjie alone in this battle?"
Gojo Satoru stood at a distance, his back to Chu Yang.
When he asked that question, no one could see his unusual expression.
"You want to ask if Yigu Youtai made a move? Unfortunately, he didn't have time."
Chu Yang shook his head.
Gojo Satoru suddenly turned to stare at Chu Yang. The Special Grade was already the pinnacle of the sorcery world, and Xia Youjie was an even stronger one among the Special Grade. In the entire Sorcery High School, besides himself, he couldn't find a second person who could reliably defeat him.
"Your Level 1 rating hasn't even been announced yet, and now you have to be re-evaluated. You really know how to cause trouble for the higher-ups."
Gojo Satoru grinned and teased Chu Yang.
"Actually, I'm quite curious to see what kind of expressions those higher-ups will have after Xia Youjie takes Qi Benlixiang away. For them, that's the real trouble, isn't it?"
Chu Yang's tone was stern.
"Oh ho, Yangyang~~~ Your idea is dangerous, this won't do, Youtai will die."
Gojo Satoru continued to laugh to himself.
However, the atmosphere between the two gradually became strange after Chu Yang said something.
"Although I also hate those stinking old men," Gojo Satoru added in a joking tone before the atmosphere became even more tense.
"You rushed here so urgently because of Yuta Otsukoshi? You should hurry up and deal with Xia Youjie's body and go see him."
Chu Yang calculated the time and casually reminded Gotō Sū.
Gojo Satoru walked straight into the college, turned his back to Chu Yang, and waved, saying, "Help me bury him in a scenic place, so that I'll feel better when I visit him next time."
Chu Yang had already guessed that he would react this way. After Gojo Satoru left, he took the fake Xia Youjie's body directly away.
Gojo Satoru walked a short distance toward the classroom, where there were ruins everywhere, making it easy to imagine how fierce the battle had just taken place.
When Yuta saw Gojo Satoru's figure in the distance, he quickly called out:
"Teacher Gojo!"
Several people gathered around and vividly recounted the battle that had just taken place.
"When that guy named Xia Youjie arrived, I almost thought something terrible was going to happen."
"I didn't expect Senior Yang to eliminate thousands of cursed spirits with just one strike. It's just that his method of killing Xia Youjie was somewhat cruel—"
Gojo Satoru listened silently as the four excitedly recounted their battle.
Amidst the cacophony of voices, he gained a relatively clear picture of the battle between the two.
"He won so easily. He seems to have even greater potential than Yuta. If this continues, will he really become a 'Tyrant of Heaven' with cursed magic?"
Gojo Satoru suddenly recalled his life-or-death battle with Fushiguro Jinji during his student days. If he had been less lucky, he might have actually died at Fushiguro's hands.
The thought that Chu Yang could grow to that level, or even become more powerful, stirred a flutter in Gojo Satoru's heart.
While feeling sentimental, Gojo Satoru vaguely sensed that something was amiss. Although they hadn't known each other for long, he didn't believe Chu Yang was the type to brutally kill his opponents.
"Yuta, come with me for a moment."
Gojo Satoru returned Yuta's lost student ID to him and then began to talk about the curse on Inori Rika.
To make his own death seem more convincing, Xia Youjie deliberately severed his connection with other cursed spirits, making those cursed spirits in Kyoto and Shinjuku appear more like ownerless natural cursed spirits.
At the same time, the cursed spirits in both locations stopped their indiscriminate attacks, and some of them showed signs of leaving.
Upon seeing this, Moth Masakado realized that it was Xia Youjie, the master, who had caused the problem.
Half an hour later, the last cursed spirit was exorcised on the streets of Shinjuku, marking the failure of the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons.
The Xia You Gang members disappeared in the chaos, escaping the sorcerers' pursuit.
Nanako and Mimiko, who were Xia Youjie's adopted daughters, were among them. They returned to the base camp in a daze.
The two knew there was only one explanation for the cursed spirit going out of control: Xia Youjie had gotten into trouble.
"Why are you looking so long-faced? I'm not dead."
Xia Youjie looked at the two of them with a smile.
Nanako and Mimiko looked up abruptly, staring in disbelief at the unharmed Xia Youjie, and rushed over at the same time.
"Why did you release the cursed spirit? We really thought you were dead!"
The two, who had always respected and loved Xia Youjie, unusually lost their tempers.
"In short, the plan failed. I failed to take Rika Kimoto and almost died. No, to be precise, I'm already a dead man."
Xia Youjie scratched his head and awkwardly explained what he had experienced at the vocational college.
When they heard that he had been easily defeated, everyone assumed that Gojo Satoru had rushed back in time. However, upon further reflection, they realized that Gojo Satoru would never suggest an alliance with Natsuyuki.
The crowd found it hard to accept this fact.
In their eyes, no one could defeat Natsume, especially someone other than Gojo Satoru.
Mimi and Nanako, in particular, were indignant; they couldn't accept anyone other than Xia Youjie leading the group.
Seeing this, Xia Youjie pressed the two girls' heads down with both hands, stroking their hair, and warned, "Don't have any other thoughts. That guy seems normal on the surface, but he's actually a madman. We might all die, including me—"
Thinking of Chu Yang's even more insane ideals, Xia Youjie got goosebumps all over his body. Someone actually wanted to reshape the order of the magic world, what a complete madman!
"That's a pretty objective assessment of 'madman,' so I'll take it as a compliment." Chu Yang suddenly appeared in the Xia You Gang's headquarters. No one saw how he appeared; it was as if he had traveled through time.
Everyone was on high alert, staring at Chu Yang and each casting their spells, creating a tense atmosphere!
"stop!"
Xia Youjie roared angrily, his sharp gaze sweeping over his companions.
Only then did they retract their respective spells.
"I don't mind using force to gain your temporary submission. To avoid trouble, you can choose to challenge me together."
Chu Yang smiled kindly and spoke slowly and deliberately, giving people a feeling of warmth and comfort.
Some members of the Xia You Gang were shrewd and clearly had designs on it.
They thought, if one person can't beat them, surely a group of people can't?
Chu Yang's smile deepened; he was already prepared to make an example of them, but he didn't know who would be the first to take the lead. Similarly, these people's actions didn't escape Xia Youjie's notice, and his angry, low voice rang out, "I'll say it again, don't beg for it!"
Seeing Xia Youjie teetering on the edge of rage, everyone felt a chill, and those who had been baring their claws became docile again.
Chu Yang shook his head with considerable regret.
Seeing this, Xia Youjie was almost certain that Chu Yang had just intended to kill someone, and a chill suddenly ran down his spine.
Xia Youjie quickly changed the subject, feigning curiosity as he looked at Chu Yang, "Is your technique spatial teleportation?"
Chu Yang laughed and said, "No, this is just a little trick. My life-giving technique hasn't been awakened yet."
Normally, people with magical powers would gradually awaken them in childhood, but Chu Yang was different. Before the appearance of the Soul Palace, he was a truly ordinary person.
Therefore, based on the time he has possessed magical powers, he is equivalent to a newborn who is a few months old.
Even with shared talent, it will still take several more months for the awakened technique to be acquired.
"Still not awakened?"
What shocked Xia Youjie even more than why Chu Yang was able to find him so accurately was that the other party had not awakened any innate techniques.
He looked at it with a slight tremor, gradually realizing the seriousness of the situation.
It turns out that Chu Yang's previous attack that destroyed thousands of cursed spirits was not his technique.
If it's not a spell, then what kind of power is it?
Only now did Xia Youjie truly consider submitting to the person before him.
He wasn't worried that Chu Yang would deceive him.
Because such a powerful person would never stoop to using lies to disguise themselves.
Although he was very curious about that destructive power, Xia Youjie did not continue to ask questions. Instead, he changed the subject and introduced Chu Yang to the Xia You Gang, a very large organization.
The higher-ups of the Xia You Gang are all curse masters who have come together because they share Xia Youjie's ideals.
The ordinary members were originally followers of the Panxing Sect.
The so-called Panxing Cult is a group of ordinary people who worship the sorcerer Tianyuan to an extreme degree. Tianyuan's origin is very mysterious. He is a very ancient sorcerer who possesses the "immortality" technique. Whenever his body ages to a certain extent, the technique will modify his body, forcing him to evolve and become a higher level of existence.
Tianyuan was worried that his over-evolution might pose a threat to humanity, so every five hundred years he would choose someone with a special physique to assimilate with him, "refreshing" his body's aging process and interrupting the procedure.
People with special physical constitutions have a unified name: Stardust Body.
The people responsible for protecting the previous astral body "Tenchi Riko" as she travels to the Star Palace and Tengen for assimilation are Natsuyu Suguru and Gojo Satoru.
The mission failed.
Riko was killed halfway there.
The person who killed her was Fuheshen, who was known as the "Tyrant of Heaven".
The Panxing Cult believed that assimilating with the astral body was a desecration of Tianyuan, so they spent a lot of money to hire Fuheishen, who was skilled at hunting sorcerers, to stop this operation.
Gojo Satoru almost died at the hands of his opponent, but fortunately he mastered the Reversal Technique at the last moment, which healed his fatal wounds.
Even so, it couldn't save Riko's life.
The followers of the Panxing Cult celebrated the death of Tennori Riko wildly in front of Natsuyuki and Gojo Satoru. This was the first time Natsuyuki had felt disappointed in humanity.
Gojo Satoru even wanted to kill all of them, but was stopped by Natsuyu Jie in the end.
It's likely that Gojo Satoru never imagined that Natsuyuki, who once stopped him from going on a killing spree, would, years later, kill hundreds of people in a fit of rage.
In short, the Panxing Cult thus became enemies with Xia Youjie, and the latter, after turning to the dark side, immediately found the group's headquarters.
After a bloody massacre, they succumbed to Xia Youjie's violence.
Xia Youjie used this powerful force to amass wealth and collect cursed spirits, thus acquiring a terrifying number of cursed spirits sufficient to unleash the Night Parade of a Hundred Ghosts.
This force is now in Chu Yang's hands.
After learning about Xia Youbang's situation, Chu Yang dismissed the others and prepared to speak with Xia Youjie alone.
Perhaps it was Xia Youjie's strict attitude that had an effect, because everyone was very obedient, including Nanako and Mimiko.
A moment later, only Xia Youjie and Chu Yang remained in the room.
Before Chu Yang could speak, Xia Youjie said first, "I won't appear in front of sorcerers during this period of time, you can rest assured about that."
Chu Yang nodded. "You know what I'm doing, but I came here because there's something else I need to remind you of."
"A reminder?" Xia Youjie frowned slightly.
It wasn't a very serious word, but it made his heart jump.
Have you ever heard of the name "Suo"?
"It looks somewhat familiar—"
"He was a sorcerer from the same era as Ryomen-no-Satoshi."
"Since he was a sorcerer from the same era, shouldn't he have been dead for a long time? Why mention him?"
"Because he didn't die."
How could a sorcerer who existed a thousand years ago be alive today?
Xia Youjie was about to say it was impossible, but then he thought about Tianyuan's condition and realized it might not be impossible.
"Is his technique similar to Tengen's?"
"It is somewhat similar. To be precise, it is more like parasitism. Barso abandoned most of his body, leaving only his brain, and transplanted it into the target's body to achieve immortality."
At this point, Chu Yang paused, his tone becoming more serious, "After being parasitized, Suo can not only use his own life-giving techniques, but also the original techniques of the body's owner."
Xia Youjie's expression immediately turned very ugly. He finally understood what Chu Yang's reminder meant.
So took a liking to his technique.
Spellcasting Technique!
Chu Yang continued, "Suo has been silently watching you. If you had died at the college today, he would have taken over your body immediately, but you didn't die—."
Before Chu Yang could finish speaking, Xia Youjie added, "If he knew I wasn't dead, he'd probably search everywhere for me and then kill me."
That's pretty much the situation.
After speaking, Chu Yang sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and waited for Xia Youjie to digest this astonishing news.
Basuo's reputation was very high. To use a somewhat inappropriate analogy, he and Ryomenjuku were like Natsuyuki and Gojo Satoru of that era, or even more so.
Do you think I'll lose?
"It's not that we'll lose, it's that we'll definitely die."
"What makes you so certain?"
"How weak could someone who can leave their mark on history be?"
Xia Youjie sighed, "I haven't even had a chance to celebrate surviving this ordeal, and now this guy has suddenly appeared. Why is everyone waiting to kill me?"
Chu Yang joked, "He needs your power, and so do I. In essence, we are no different; we just use different methods."
Xia Youjie leaned back on the sofa, looking like he was ready to give up. "There's still a big difference. At least I'm still alive. I really don't want others to use my body to do strange things."
"If that day ever comes, remember to destroy my body."
There was also a bar in the room. I wondered whose hobby it was. Chu Yang stood up, walked to the bar, took out a bottle of champagne from the counter, and picked up two wine glasses.
"I'm not here just to warn you that you're being watched. I've said it before, your life is mine. Even if you want to die, you'll have to get my permission."
Chu Yang poured two glasses of wine. Just when Xia Youjie thought he would give him one, Chu Yang drank both glasses himself and looked at him with a smile.
"Your perverse sense of humor is very similar to Wu's. Is it true that people at your level all have some kind of mental problem?"
Xia Youjie walked to the bar with a sour expression and poured himself a drink.
The next second, the two raised their glasses.
"Then I wish us a pleasant cooperation."
After the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons ended in Kyoto and Shinjuku, the logistics department of the high school was cleaning up the mess, repairing the damaged public facilities and compensating for the damage.
In a deserted corner, a dark gaze silently watches over the area.
"Xia Youjie is suspected to be dead; proceed as planned."