Chapter 96

Zenin Maki, with an injured arm, took out a cursed tool from the bag again. She still didn't take protective gear but changed to a katana.

"How can she be so inflexible..."

Gojo Satoru clutched his forehead helplessly, but a flash of appreciation flashed in his eyes.

Many times, paranoia is what allows a person to go further and reach the peak.

Chu Yang also appreciated her attitude and decided to feed her some moves. If she could comprehend something, it would be her good fortune.

"Give me a sword."

Chu Yang's words made Zenin Maki's eyes light up. The latter hurriedly handed the katana in her hand to Chu Yang, and then she took out another sword from the bag herself.

The two fought again.

Chu Yang actively restrained nearly 90% of his own strength; otherwise, it would still be a one-move KO.

Zenin Maki was very cautious this time, not as open and closed as when using the naginata, but wandering outside Chu Yang's attack range.

But Zenin Maki didn't know what level Chu Yang's sword skills had reached.

Even without using Observation Haki, just by looking at her stance, Chu Yang could judge her next move.

Both sides seemed to be fighting back and forth, but Gojo Satoru discovered the clue: Chu Yang's movements were too calm, as if he was waiting for Zenin Maki's katana to attack every time.

"This guy doesn't seem to just be good at taijutsu; his sword skill level is also quite high... No, his sword skills are too strong, right?"

While speaking, Gojo Satoru saw Chu Yang slash out a strike several meters long, scraping deep gullies into the grass of the sports field.

"Hey hey, you're kidding, right? This power is already comparable to cursed techniques!"

Gojo Satoru became gradually excited, as if seeing incredible gossip.

"Even a casual slash has this kind of power; it's hard to imagine this kid was just an ordinary corporate slave a few months ago..."

Even Nanami Kento was no longer calm, leaning forward subconsciously, carefully observing the battlefield.

"So amazing!"

Okkotsu Yuta's eyes were shining!

Chu Yang's fighting style was not only suitable for Zenin Maki but also very suitable for him. When he strengthened his body with cursed energy, his power could barely keep up with the other party.

"Maki is very excited. Even though her arm is injured, the range of her movements is still so large."

While worried, the panda was full of emotion. As a friend, he knew very well how much change this battle would bring to Zenin Maki.

At first, he thought this was an evenly matched spar where the two could learn from each other, but the facts were completely not like that.

The close-combat skills Chu Yang displayed were the strongest the panda had ever seen, none other. As someone who also belonged to the close-combat faction, he benefited a lot.

"Octopus."

Inumaki Toge nodded.

Zenin Maki was indeed in a very excited state. The possibilities Chu Yang displayed made her see her own future.

After only ten minutes, the intense battle made Zenin Maki gradually reach her limit. Her arm swelled up a circle, and a fracture was certain.

Chu Yang prepared to stop. If they continued to fight, the other party might suffer irreversible injuries.

Throughout the battle, he first used the sword style of the Pirate world, then the sword techniques of the Demon Slayer world, and finally the sword arts of the Bleach world.

The styles were different, but all roads led to the same destination. It's just that he didn't know if Zenin Maki understood this truth.

Perhaps because of physical exhaustion, Zenin Maki fell while retreating. The panda and others watching the battle immediately stepped forward to care about her injuries, and at the same time, announced the end of the battle.

Gojo Satoru and Nanami Kento also walked to the center of the sports field.

"Sorry, please let me through, everyone."

Gojo Satoru pushed away the panda blocking the front, lowered his body, and covered Zenin Maki's injured arm with cursed energy. A magical scene happened: the swelling was slowly disappearing, and the arm returned to its normal size.

"Reverse Cursed Technique. The principle is similar to negative times negative equals positive, which can make cursed energy gain healing effects."

Chu Yang observed the treatment process with focused expression.

Reverse Cursed Technique is not a cursed technique, but a way of using cursed energy. It is extremely complex, and its difficulty is second only to 【Black Flash】. Very few people understand it.

The vast majority of them can only use Reverse Cursed Technique to heal themselves. Currently, Gojo Satoru and Ieiri Shoko are the two who can actively heal others.

The future Okkotsu Yuta, as well as Ryomen Sukuna, the "King of Curses", can also do it.

Looking at the healing effect, Reverse Cursed Technique is indeed stronger than Chu Yang's vitality healing; even fatal wounds that penetrate the brain can be healed instantly.

After treating Zenin Maki, Gojo Satoru stood up, stretched, and joked, "When you were in school, were you some kind of genius kendo boy?"

Chu Yang mocked himself, "If I were really that kind of person, would I have ended up as a corporate slave?"

"That's true." Gojo Satoru nodded, squinting and smiling, "In just a few months, the combat experience and skills you've accumulated are even better than those jujutsu sorcerers who have lived for decades. It's really shocking. If this continues, maybe you'll surpass me before long..."

Chu Yang said with contempt, "On the surface, you're praising me, but actually, you're praising yourself. You're really shameless."

"Hahaha." Gojo Satoru laughed heartily.

Nanami Kento shook his head and turned to leave.

He felt very disgusted staying by Gojo Satoru's side for even one more second.

"Nanami-nanami is gone, aren't you leaving?" Gojo Satoru looked at Chu Yang.

"Tired, I'm going to rest here. For things like guarding Tokyo, Senior, please cheer for me. I'm going to skip work."

Chu Yang waved his hand.

"The more cursed spirits you exorcise in this mission, the more bonus you get. It's rare that a money-grubber like you would give it up."

"Senior, do you know what corporate slaves hate the most?"

"I know this, Nanami-nanami said it's overtime!"

"Correct! By the way, the vacation I just applied for last night was ruined this morning. I'm not in a very good mood right now."

"I understand now that you put it that way." Gojo Satoru expressed deep sympathy for this and turned to instruct the panda and the others, "Take Maki to rest, and by the way, prepare a place for him to sleep."

Geto Suguru's Night Parade of a Hundred Demons, in Gojo Satoru's view, was just so-so. Even if Chu Yang didn't participate, the result wouldn't be any different, which is why he said this was a war the other party was bound to lose.

No one knew that Geto Suguru's goal was Okkotsu Yuta.

Likewise, no one knew that Chu Yang's goal was Geto Suguru!

Time flew by.

December 24, 2017.

Christmas Eve.

Shinjuku and Kyoto.

The streets, which should have been more bustling than usual, were empty at this moment, with only a large number of jujutsu sorcerers waiting in full battle array.

Almost all second-year students of the technical college were in Kyoto, fighting in coordination with the Kyoto Prefectural Curse Technical College.

Only Inumaki Toge and the panda were dispatched to Shinjuku, acting as reinforcements together with the senior students.

Gojo Satoru and Yaga Masamichi were also here.

The sky was dark.

Under the dreamlike neon lights, in the dark corners of the city, the smell of curses became increasingly rich.

Weird laughter echoed abruptly on the street, and cursed spirits swarmed in, attacking like a continuous wave.

Yaga Masamichi reminded the jujutsu sorcerers participating in the action to pay attention to avoiding damage to infrastructure as much as possible.

"If you encounter ordinary people who haven't had time to escape, protect them and leave immediately; don't get entangled in the fight."

"Finally, exorcise all the cursed spirits!"

"Action!"

Tokyo Metropolitan Curse Technical College.

Okkotsu Yuta was chatting with Zenin Maki in the classroom. One was not allowed to participate in the action, and the other was recovering from injuries.

Suddenly.

Both looked out the window at the same time.

The sky above the technical college was gradually covered by a black film.

This was the most commonly used barrier in the jujutsu world, the 【Curtain】.

The caster can set entry and exit conditions at will; people who do not meet the conditions cannot enter the barrier.

The strength of the barrier is determined by the jujutsu sorcerer's ability.

Geto Suguru had already arrived at the technical college, aiming directly at Okkotsu Yuta.

As long as he killed the other party, he could obtain the Special Grade cursed spirit — Orimoto Rika.

Seeing someone invading the technical college, Zenin Maki returned to her room to rummage for cursed tools, suddenly remembering that her handiest naginata had been crushed by Chu Yang with his bare hands a few days ago.

Subsequently, she looked at the katana, and Chu Yang's amazing sword skills flashed through her mind.

"Then let's try it!"

Zenin Maki took a deep breath, rushed out of the room with the katana, and after running down the stairs for a few steps, she happened to meet Chu Yang.

"Go back and rest."

Chu Yang took the cursed tool directly from her hand and left without looking back.

Zenin Maki stood on the spot, stunned, looking at Chu Yang's departing back.

It wasn't that Chu Yang cared about her safety, fearing she would be beaten to death by Geto Suguru, but that he had to end the battle before Gojo Satoru arrived; he had no time to dawdle.

Otherwise, Geto Suguru would surely die.

With Observation Haki overlapping with the range of the 【Curtain】, Chu Yang found Geto Suguru's location; he was heading towards the technical college classroom.

The next moment, Chu Yang flashed, and he was already standing at the end of the road waiting for him.

Looking at Chu Yang who appeared out of thin air, Geto Suguru didn't take it to heart, laughing carelessly, "I thought the technical college was completely empty. Looking at your outfit, you don't look like a student, nor a teacher. Are you from the logistics department?"

Chu Yang smiled slightly, "Something like that."

"Let's discuss it. You let me pass, and I'll spare your life. How about it?" Geto Suguru folded his hands in his sleeves, his eyes smiling, looking gentle and honest.

"Then I'll discuss it with you too. Call me big brother, and I'll try to be lighter when I strike later." Chu Yang smiled even more kindly than him.

Geto Suguru was very surprised, slightly stunned, "Do you know who I am?"

Chu Yang nodded, "The meeting a few days ago was quite detailed. A Special Grade curse user, right? And a contemporary of Gojo Satoru. Should be quite powerful."

"Doesn't look like a lunatic, yet dares to speak in this tone. I know all the Special Grade jujutsu sorcerers; I haven't seen you..."

Geto Suguru squinted, smiling but not smiling.

"It's normal not to know me, because my Grade 1 rating just came down."

Chu Yang answered seriously.

This time Geto Suguru couldn't hold it anymore and clapped his hands in laughter, "Really an interesting guy, I'm almost reluctant to kill you."

Chu Yang drew his sword, also with a smile on his face, "For that sentence, I can hit you a little lighter later. Hmm... let's just use 50% strength."

Geto Suguru's laughter stopped abruptly, his gaze suddenly became murderous, and he spat out two words coldly, "Lunatic."

Seeing him wave one hand, in the narrow alley, black mist swirled immediately, and cursed spirits kept crawling out from inside.

"No need for probing, it's a waste of time."

As Chu Yang's voice fell, a sword light suddenly lit up between heaven and earth, sweeping through the alley. Those cursed spirits had just appeared, and they had already turned to ashes under the sword light.

The smile on Geto Suguru's mouth froze. He took a deep breath, stared at Chu Yang, and asked, "It seems you stayed here on purpose to wait 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 the information that comes out of an enemy's mouth."

Geto Suguru spread his hands and shook his head helplessly, "Hey hey hey, at that time I was still a student at the technical college, not an enemy, right?"

Chu Yang asked back with a smile, "What if the Curse Technical College is also my enemy?"

Geto Suguru's expression was solemn, frowning, "Who exactly are you?"

Chu Yang didn't answer, held the sword with one hand, and hooked his finger at Geto Suguru.

"No matter who you are, you can't stop my plan!"

Black mist surged around Geto Suguru, and the oppressive force was completely different from before. The cursed spirits summoned this time were clearly not Grade 2 small fry.

"This is the Special Grade cursed spirit I possess, Incarnation Tamamo-no-Mae. Say hello to her properly."

Appearing from the black mist was a humanoid cursed spirit, wearing ancient clothing, with a face like a mask depicting a fake smile.

At the same time, the void behind Geto Suguru rippled, and a cursed spirit crawled out. He reached out and took a three-section staff from the cursed spirit's mouth.

That was Toji Fushiguro's relic, a cursed tool named Playful Cloud, which had no technique on it, only pure physical power.

The stronger the user's arm strength, the more terrifying the destructive power of Playful Cloud.

"Fighting together with a summoned creature, really deep master-servant affection."

Chu Yang mocked.

Geto Suguru didn't dare to be careless and launched an attack with full concentration. The destructive power Chu Yang displayed just now was enough to explain everything.

The man holding the katana in front of him was definitely Special Grade! "Even with cursed energy enhancement, your body still looks as fragile as paper to me."

Chu Yang contemptuously held the katana high, like a god judging mortals.

He slashed down.

The power of the sun and the moon appeared at the same time.

Scorching sunlight.

Dim moonlight.

The two entangled, like two huge millstones, grinding away all matter shrouded in the light.

【Origin Breathing·Second Form·Sun and Moon Same Light】

The Special Grade cursed spirit 【Incarnation Tamamo-no-Mae】 stepped into the light of the sun and moon with its front foot and immediately let out a shrill scream, its body being ground away bit by bit.

It wanted to escape but found that it couldn't move at all. Between the two different lights, there was a strong suction force, like a black hole.

Geto Suguru stopped, watching the destruction of the cursed spirit, goosebumps rising all over his body, and a chill rushed straight from his tailbone to his crown.

Such destructive power, he had only seen it in another person in his life.

Gojo Satoru! Geto Suguru had the intention to retreat in his heart.

But now that things had come to this, how could he retreat?

Orimoto Rika was right in front of him. As long as he got this cursed spirit, he could completely turn the tables!

Geto Suguru gritted his teeth. In an instant, he released a large number of cursed spirits. He wanted to use these cursed spirits to drag Chu Yang down until he killed Okkotsu Yuta and seized the cursed spirit.

On the other side, Okkotsu Yuta and Zenin Maki in the classroom also saw the cursed spirits released by Geto Suguru.

The two looked at each other, seeing the worry in each other's eyes.

"Although Senior Yang is strong, it would be strenuous for him to deal with so many cursed spirits alone, right? Should we go over and help him?"

"Need you ask!"

The two rushed out of the classroom together, jumping continuously on the eaves.

Shinjuku.

The slow-to-react Gojo Satoru guessed Geto Suguru's purpose and then teleported the panda and Inumaki Toge back to the technical college.

"With Yang there, you two cooperate with him to drag Geto Suguru down. I'll be back soon."

In the blink of an eye, the two appeared above the technical college.

"There's a Curtain, Gojo's guess was right, Geto Suguru is here!"

The panda roared, preparing to use brute force to break through the barrier.

But the next second, he saw the barrier shatter with a bang, and two wonderful lights illuminated the entire world that had fallen into dusk.

Sunlight.

Moonlight.

The panda and Inumaki Toge saw the dense cursed spirits on the ground completely annihilated under the illumination of the two lights.

And Okkotsu Yuta and Zenin Maki witnessed a shocking scene from a closer place.

The four, together with Geto Suguru, were trembling, focusing their attention on Chu Yang at the same time.

That person was bathed in radiance, walking forward slowly.

He was both a god and a devil.

"Careless..."

Geto Suguru gave a bitter smile, looking at Chu Yang walking towards him step by step with a face like dead ash.

If he had known the other party was so powerful, he shouldn't have held the idea of using cursed spirits to entangle him just now; he should have launched the strongest cursed technique from the beginning.

Geto Suguru also had a cursed technique called "Uzumaki", which could condense the power of all cursed spirits into one strike, and its power was very huge.

But now Chu Yang had destroyed more than half of his cursed spirits. Relying only on the remaining cursed spirits, the power of "Uzumaki" was not enough to pose a threat to Chu Yang.

"Lost." Geto Suguru understood that he had no chance to turn the tables, but at the brink of death, he felt relieved.

Anyway, he had tried his best in his life, and the development of things to this point could only be said to be bad luck. There were plenty of people in history who fell short of success, and he was not the only one.

"Even if I succeeded... I might not be able to beat Gojo."

Geto Suguru mocked himself in his heart, his expression becoming more and more calm and composed.

Standing still, as if waiting for death.

Chu Yang walked in front of him, and the sword in his hand slowly stabbed towards Geto Suguru's heart.

Intense pain came, but Geto Suguru's expression did not change at all.

The panda and Inumaki Toge landed directly next to Zenin Maki and Okkotsu Yuta.

The four held their breath, watching silently from the sidelines.

The tip of the sword did not pierce the vital point, but engraved mysterious cursed characters on Geto Suguru's heart at an extremely fast speed. After a brief pain, Geto Suguru found that his injury was not as serious as he imagined.

Miraculous skill!

Geto Suguru was shocked beyond measure.

When the tip of the sword left Geto Suguru's body, he staggered and sat on the ground, his consciousness falling into a coma, but he did not die.

Only a powerhouse like Chu Yang, whose sword skills had reached the extreme, could do this.

What Chu Yang engraved on Geto Suguru's heart was the Flying Thunder God's curse mark. Now as long as he was willing, he could appear by Geto Suguru's side at any time.

The four, including the panda, felt a chill in their hearts.

From their perspective, Chu Yang was killing Geto Suguru in an extremely cruel way.

Stabbing a sword into someone else's heart and stirring it around, just thinking about it was painful enough.

Such a misunderstanding was also quite good, saving them from noticing any clues. Chu Yang carried Geto Suguru's "corpse" out of the technical college. Zenin Maki and the others didn't dare to ask, only watching him leave.

Arriving at a deserted place, Chu Yang first helped Geto Suguru heal his injuries, then woke him up. The latter was somewhat dazed.

"You're not killing me?"

"I want your life."

"What value does my life have? In front of you, I'm no different from an ant, right?"

"Whether it has value, I have the final say. Even if you are an ant, you are a relatively large ant."

Chu Yang said bluntly, "I don't really like the current jujutsu world. Whether it's those big families or the higher-ups of the Curse Technical College, they can define the good and evil of jujutsu sorcerers at will. But in my view, some of them are more like curse users than curse users."

"I want to re-establish the order of this world."

"I have no interest in mocking your ideals, even if I think it's naive. But before you have enough ability to realize your ideals, you might as well help me achieve my wish first."

Geto Suguru was stunned for a long time before laughing softly, "Why should I help you?"

Chu Yang stabbed the sword into Geto Suguru's chest directly and said coldly, "I'm not letting you choose, just giving you a chance to live."

The cold blade stabbed into his body again in a familiar way. Geto Suguru's breathing became rapid. The feeling of dying and coming back to life was not pleasant, and it also consumed his courage to face death time and time again.

Just when Chu Yang was about to continue his artistic creation on his heart, Geto Suguru chose to submit.

"Very good. From today on, we are partners in the same camp. I, humble as I am, can reluctantly be the boss. What do you think?"

The kind smile on Chu Yang's face made Geto Suguru feel unusually familiar. He suddenly remembered what the other party said before the battle and couldn't help but smile bitterly, "So you were aiming at me from the beginning. The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind..."

"In this situation, if I say I oppose, I will surely die. Besides agreeing, is there a second path?"

Chu Yang nodded, "Since you agree, then hurry up and find a way to deceive Gojo Satoru. He will be back soon."

Geto Suguru summoned a cursed spirit similar to a reptile.

Then he dripped a few drops of blood on the cursed spirit, and the latter immediately transformed into his appearance.

Chu Yang understood immediately and used the tip of his sword to mash the heart of the fake Geto Suguru, obtaining a perfect corpse.

"The corpse can exist for at most one hour. If it exceeds the time, the cursed spirit will disappear."

Geto Suguru squinted and reminded Chu Yang.

"Alright, hurry up and leave, lest you run into Gojo Satoru later, which would be even more troublesome."

Chu Yang waved his hand to signal him to leave.

"Aren't you going to ask where my base camp is? Don't you plan to find me in the future?"

Geto Suguru was full of confusion.

"If I want to find you, I can find you at any time. If you don't believe it, you can hide and try."

Chu Yang sneered and issued a warning in a joking tone.

For some reason, Geto Suguru felt creepy. He knew that Chu Yang must have done something to him, but he couldn't think of where.

Staying by Chu Yang's side for even a moment longer made Geto Suguru feel uncomfortable all over. He immediately summoned a cursed spirit and took himself away from the technical college.

Not long after, Gojo Satoru rushed back to the technical college in the twilight glow and saw Chu Yang at the gate, as well as the corpse of the fake Geto Suguru.

Gojo Satoru suddenly slowed down, walked slowly to the corpse, stared for a long time, and then turned to look at Chu Yang, "Thank you for your hard work."

Chu Yang shook his head and took out a student ID from his pocket and handed it to Gojo Satoru. That was Okkotsu Yuta's student ID, which was lost in a mission not long ago and picked up by Geto Suguru.

"Need to leave some time for you?"

"Thank you, then wait for me a little longer."

Chu Yang nodded and walked to the steps to sit down.

Looking at the fire-like clouds in the sky, he waited silently for Gojo Satoru to mourn his best friend.

Three minutes later, Gojo Satoru stretched, seemingly having returned to his usual sloppy attitude.

"You kid guessed early on that Geto Suguru's goal was Yuta, so you stayed at the technical college on purpose, right?"

Gojo Satoru's mouth curled up slightly, thinking of Chu Yang's hesitant expression at the meeting earlier.

"Just lucky."

Chu Yang smiled and, learning from Gojo Satoru, sat on the steps and stretched.

"Was it just you and Geto Suguru fighting in this battle?"

Gojo Satoru stood in the distance, with his back to Chu Yang.

When asking this question, no one could see his surprised expression.

"Are you asking if Okkotsu Yuta made a move? Unfortunately, he didn't make it in time."

Chu Yang shook his head.

Gojo Satoru suddenly turned his head and stared at Chu Yang. Special Grade was already the peak of the jujutsu world, and Geto Suguru was even a powerhouse among Special Grades. Besides himself, he couldn't find a second person in the entire Curse Technical College who could steadily win against the other party.

"Your Grade 1 rating hasn't been announced yet, and now it has to be re-evaluated. You really know how to find trouble for the higher-ups."

Gojo Satoru grinned, teasing Chu Yang.

"Actually, I really want to see what expression those higher-ups would have after Geto Suguru took away Orimoto Rika. For them, that would be the big trouble..."

Chu Yang's tone was gloomy.

"Oh ho, little Yang-yang~~~ This idea of yours is very dangerous. This won't do, Yuta will die."

Gojo Satoru was still laughing to himself.

But the atmosphere between the two, following Chu Yang's sentence, gradually became eerie.

"Although I also hate those old men who give off a rotten smell..."

Before the atmosphere became even stiffer, Gojo Satoru added the previous sentence in a joking tone.

"You rushed here so urgently, isn't it for Okkotsu Yuta? Better hurry up and deal with Geto Suguru's remains and go see him."

Chu Yang calculated the time and reminded Gojo Satoru casually.

Gojo Satoru walked straight into the technical college, waving his hand with his back to Chu Yang, "Help me bury him in a place with good scenery, so that next time I go to see him, I'll be in a better mood."

Chu Yang had long guessed that he would have this reaction. After Gojo Satoru left, he took the corpse of the fake Geto Suguru away directly.

Gojo Satoru walked a distance towards the classroom. Everywhere were broken walls and ruins; one could fully imagine how intense the battle had just been.

Okkotsu Yuta saw Gojo Satoru's figure from afar and shouted hurriedly, "Teacher Gojo!"

Several people surrounded him, vividly telling the story of the battle that had just happened.

"When that guy named Geto Suguru came, I almost thought something big was going to happen."

"I didn't expect Senior Yang to eliminate thousands of cursed spirits with just one strike. It's just that at the end, the means he used to kill Geto Suguru were a bit cruel..."

Gojo Satoru listened silently as the four excitedly recounted the battle just now.

With everyone talking at once, he had a relatively clear picture of the two's battle.

"To win so easily, it feels like his potential is even greater than Yuta's. If this continues, will he really become a 'Heavenly Tyrant' who possesses cursed techniques?"

Gojo Satoru suddenly recalled the life-and-death battle with Toji Fushiguro during his student days. If he had been a little less lucky, he really could have died in the other party's hands.

Thinking that Chu Yang could grow to that extent, or even be more powerful, Gojo Satoru felt a throb in his heart.

While feeling emotional, Gojo Satoru vaguely felt that something was wrong. Although they hadn't spent much time together, he didn't think Chu Yang was the kind of person who would torture and kill his opponents.

"Yuta, come here for a second."

Gojo Satoru returned Yuta's lost student ID to him and then talked about the curse of Orimoto Rika.

In order to make the illusion of his own death more realistic, Geto Suguru actively lifted the connection with other cursed spirits, making those cursed spirits in Kyoto and Shinjuku look more like ownerless natural cursed spirits.

At the same time, the cursed spirits in the two places no longer carried out blind attacks, and some cursed spirits already showed signs of leaving.

Seeing this, Yaga Masamichi understood that something had happened to Geto Suguru, who was the master.

Half an hour later, the last cursed spirit was exorcised on the streets of Shinjuku, announcing the failure of the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.

The people of the Geto Group disappeared in the chaos, escaping the pursuit of the jujutsu sorcerers.

Nanako and Mimiko, who were Geto Suguru's adopted daughters, were also among them. They returned to the base camp in low spirits.

The two knew that there was only one answer to the cursed spirits going out of control, and that was that something had happened to Geto Suguru.

"Why are you crying? I'm not dead."

Geto Suguru looked at the two with a smile.

Nanako and Mimiko looked up suddenly, looking at the intact Geto Suguru in disbelief, and rushed over at the same time.

"Why did you release the cursed spirits? We really thought you were dead!"

The two, who had always respected and loved Geto Suguru from beginning to end, got unusually angry.

"In short, the plan failed. I didn't manage to seize Orimoto Rika and almost died. No, to be precise, I'm already a dead man."

Geto Suguru scratched his head and explained awkwardly what he had experienced at the technical college.

When they heard that he was easily defeated by someone, everyone thought that Gojo Satoru had rushed back in time. But thinking about it... Gojo Satoru would never suggest an alliance or cooperation to Geto Suguru.

Everyone found it hard to accept such a fact for a time.

In their eyes, no one could defeat Geto Suguru, and it was someone other than Gojo Satoru who defeated him.

Especially Mimiko and Nanako, who were indignant. They couldn't accept anyone other than Geto Suguru leading this group.

Seeing this, Geto Suguru pressed his hands on the heads of the two girls, stroked their hair, and warned, "Don't have any other thoughts. That guy looks quite normal on the surface, but he's actually a lunatic. If things go wrong, everyone will die, including me..."

Thinking of Chu Yang's even crazier ideals than his own, Geto Suguru had goosebumps all over. There was actually someone who wanted to re-establish the order of the jujutsu world...

Really... a thorough lunatic! "The evaluation of 'lunatic' is quite objective; I'll take it as a compliment." Chu Yang appeared abruptly in the Geto Group's base camp. No one saw how he appeared, as if he had traveled through time and space.

Everyone faced a formidable enemy, staring at Chu Yang, each performing their own techniques, the atmosphere tense!

"Stop!"

Geto Suguru gave an angry shout, scanning his companions with a sharp gaze.

Only then did they withdraw their respective techniques.

"I don't mind using force to obtain your temporary submission. To avoid trouble, you can choose to challenge me together."

Chu Yang showed a kind smile, speaking neither fast nor slow, with a feeling that made people feel like a spring breeze.

Some people in the Geto Group had flickering eyes, obviously moved.

They thought that if one person couldn't beat him, couldn't a group of people beat him? The smile on Chu Yang's mouth became richer, and he was ready to kill the chicken to warn the monkey; he just didn't know who would be the first bird.

Likewise, the performance of these people did not escape Geto Suguru's eyes, and an angry, low voice followed, "I'll say it again, don't seek death!"

Looking at Geto Suguru, who was hovering on the edge of rage, everyone felt a chill in their hearts, and those guys who showed their fangs also became peaceful again.

Chu Yang shook his head with regret.

Seeing this, Geto Suguru was almost certain that Chu Yang intended to kill just now, and a chill suddenly rose from his spine.

Geto Suguru hurriedly digressed, pretending to be curious and looking at Chu Yang, "Is your technique space teleportation?"

Chu Yang smiled, "No, this is just a small trick. My innate technique hasn't awakened yet."

Normal people with cursed energy will gradually awaken in childhood, but Chu Yang is different. Before the Soul Palace appeared, he was a true ordinary person.

So according to the time of possessing cursed energy, he is equivalent to a newborn baby who has been born for a few months.

Even with talent sharing, awakening the innate technique will take a few more months.

"Hasn't awakened yet?"

Compared to why Chu Yang could accurately find himself, the fact that the other party hadn't awakened his innate technique shocked Geto Suguru even more.

He trembled slightly, gradually realizing the seriousness of the matter.

It turned out that Chu Yang's destruction of thousands of cursed spirits with one strike before was not his technique.

If it wasn't a technique, what kind of power was it? Until this moment, Geto Suguru truly had the idea of submitting to the person in front of him.

He didn't worry that Chu Yang would deceive himself.

Because such a powerful person would not bother to use lies to disguise himself.

Although he was very curious about that destructive power, Geto Suguru didn't continue to pursue the question, but changed the subject and introduced the Geto Group, a very large organization, to Chu Yang.

The higher-ups of the Geto Group were curse users who agreed with Geto Suguru's ideals and gathered together.

The predecessors of ordinary members were followers of the Pan-Star Sect.

The so-called Pan-Star Sect was a group of ordinary people who extremely worshipped the jujutsu sorcerer Tengen. Tengen's origin was very mysterious. He was a very ancient jujutsu sorcerer who possessed an "ageless" innate technique. Whenever the body aged to a certain extent, the technique would transform his flesh, forcing him to evolve and become a higher-level existence.

Tengen worried that after excessive evolution, he might pose a threat to humans, so every five hundred years he would choose someone with a special physique to assimilate with himself, "refreshing" the aging degree of his body and interrupting the technique's progress.

People with special physiques have a unified name — Star Plasma Vessel.

The people responsible for protecting the previous Star Plasma Vessel "Amanai Riko" to go to the Tombs of the Star Palace to assimilate with Tengen were Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru.

The mission failed.

Amanai Riko was killed halfway.

The person who killed her was Toji Fushiguro, known as the "Heavenly Tyrant".

The Pan-Star Sect felt that assimilation with the Star Plasma Vessel was a blasphemy against Tengen, so they spent a lot of money to hire Toji Fushiguro, who was good at hunting jujutsu sorcerers, to stop this action.

Gojo Satoru almost died in the other party's hands, fortunately realizing the Reverse Cursed Technique at the last moment, healing the fatal wound on his body.

Even so, it failed to save Amanai Riko's life.

The followers of the Pan-Star Sect celebrated Amanai Riko's death crazily in front of Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru. This was also the first time Geto Suguru felt disappointed in human nature.

Gojo Satoru even wanted to kill all these people, but was finally stopped by Geto Suguru.

It is estimated that Gojo Satoru could not have imagined that Geto Suguru, who once stopped him from killing, would kill hundreds of lives in a fit of anger many years later.

In short, the Pan-Star Sect became enemies with Geto Suguru because of this. The first thing the latter did after turning black was to find the base camp of this group of people.

After a bloody massacre, they submitted to Geto Suguru's violence.

Geto Suguru continuously accumulated wealth and collected cursed spirits through this powerful force, so he could possess the terrifying number of cursed spirits sufficient to launch the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons.

Now this force was in Chu Yang's hands.

After understanding the situation of the Geto Group, Chu Yang let others leave, preparing to talk to Geto Suguru alone.

Perhaps it was the strict attitude Geto Suguru had before that played a role, everyone was very obedient, including Nanako and Mimiko.

A moment later, only Geto Suguru and Chu Yang were left in the room.

Before Chu Yang could speak, Geto Suguru spoke first, "Recently, I will not appear in front of jujutsu sorcerers. You can rest assured about this."

Chu Yang nodded, "As long as you know it in your heart. However, the reason I came over is to remind you of other things."

"Remind?" Geto Suguru frowned slightly.

This was not a very serious word, but his heart was raised.

"Have you heard of the name Kenjaku?"

"A bit familiar..."

"He is a jujutsu sorcerer from the same period as Ryomen Sukuna."

"Since he is a jujutsu sorcerer from the same period, shouldn't he have been dead for a long time? Why mention him?"

"Because he didn't die."

How could a jujutsu sorcerer who existed a thousand years ago live to the present?

Geto Suguru just wanted to say it was impossible, but thinking of Tengen's state, he felt it didn't seem impossible.

"His technique is similar to Tengen's?"

"It is a bit similar. To be precise, he is more like a parasite. Kenjaku abandoned most of his body, leaving only his brain, and transplanted it into the target's body to achieve immortality."

Speaking of this, Chu Yang paused, his tone becoming more solemn, "After parasitizing, Kenjaku can not only use his own innate technique but also use the technique originally belonging to the body's owner."

Geto Suguru's expression suddenly became very ugly. He finally understood what Chu Yang's reminder meant.

Kenjaku had his eye on his technique.

Cursed Spirit Manipulation!

Chu Yang continued, "Kenjaku has been silently watching you. If you died at the technical college today, he would definitely occupy your body immediately. But you didn't die..."

Without waiting for Chu Yang to finish, Geto Suguru added, "If he knew I didn't die, he would probably inquire about my whereabouts everywhere and then kill me."

"That's about the situation."

After speaking, Chu Yang sat on the sofa, crossed his legs, and waited for Geto Suguru to digest this shocking news.

Kenjaku's reputation was very loud. To use an inappropriate metaphor, he and Ryomen Sukuna were like Geto Suguru and Gojo Satoru of that era, or even more so.

"Do you think I will lose?"

"Not will lose, but will surely die."

"Why are you so sure?"

"How weak can a guy who can leave his name in history be?"

Geto Suguru sighed, "I haven't had time to celebrate my survival, and here comes another Kenjaku. How come everyone is waiting for my life?"

Chu Yang teased, "He needs your power, and I need it too. Essentially, there is no difference between us, just different methods."

Geto Suguru leaned on the sofa, looking like he was ready to give up, "The difference is still very big. At least I'm still alive. I really don't want others to use my body to do some strange things."

"If there really is such a day, remember to destroy my body."

There was a bar in the room. I don't know whose hobby it was. Chu Yang stood up, walked to the bar, pulled a bottle of champagne from the counter, and took two wine glasses.

"I came here not just to remind you that you are being watched. I said, your life is mine. Even if you want to die, you have to get my consent."

Chu Yang poured two glasses of wine. Just when Geto Suguru thought he would give him one, Chu Yang drank both glasses himself and looked at him with a smile.

"Your bad taste is very similar to Gojo's. Is it that when you reach your level, there will be something wrong with your brain?"

Geto Suguru walked to the bar angrily and poured himself a glass.

The next second, the two raised their glasses.

"Then I wish us a happy cooperation."

On the streets of Kyoto and Shinjuku, after the Night Parade of a Hundred Demons ended, the logistics department of the technical college was cleaning up the aftermath. The damaged public facilities were being repaired, and compensation was being made where necessary.

In a deserted corner, a dark gaze was silently watching this place.

"Geto Suguru suspected dead, act according to plan."

(End of chapter)