I'm doing Jujutsu Kaisen in the ninja world.

Shinji casually raised his guillotine and blocked the attack.

Transparent Escape·Hidden Attack!

The sinister man became ruthless, and his figure began to appear and disappear intermittently.

Every time it appears to launch an attack, it targets Shinji's vital points. If it misses, it immediately enters stealth mode again. From a distance, it looks as if it is teleporting around Shinji.

But actually, Shinji was so bored he was about to yawn.

Every time his opponent made a move, he was able to precisely intercept it with his exaggeratedly large decapitation sword, rendering the opponent's attack futile.

The reason is simple: teleportation and teleportation seem to be two different concepts!

Although each of the sinister man's attacks seemed to appear out of nowhere and be difficult to defend against.

To put it simply, it's just a basic attack, then going invisible, going around to the back, and then another basic attack.

The whole process is traceable!

Essentially, the gloomy man's movement speed and attack power have not been enhanced in any way.

"Fancy and flashy, but ultimately impractical and disappointing!"

Shinji finally made this assessment: he stopped teasing his opponent, seized the opportunity to parry the attack, and simultaneously delivered a very subtle kick.

With a loud bang!

The sinister-looking man was sent flying backward, crashing into a tree and breaking it in half.

"ended."

Despite the excruciating pain throughout his body, the sinister man tried to use [Void Concealment] once more, but Shinji, who was already bored, didn't give him the chance.

Beheading! Execution!

Combined with its powerful explosive force, this strike was as fast as lightning!

Swish!

An entire row of trees was cleanly cut in half.

The sinister-looking man remained in the hand seal position, standing there with a look of terror in his eyes.

Rolling around...

A gentle breeze blows, and the red threads connect them.

A head rolled limply to the ground.

Shinji slung the executioner's sword over his shoulder, looked up at the bright moonlight, and squinted slightly.

"What perfect weather for raiding homes and wiping out entire families!"

Not long after, when the last person hiding in the base was found and drained by 'Little Black', Shinji reunited with Hidan at the main gate.

"'Little Black' told me there are no survivors inside. How's it going on your end?" Shinji glanced at the pile of corpses Hidan was sitting on and asked a pointless question.

"No one can escape from Hidan's clutches, hahahaha..." Hidan laughed wildly, rubbing his forehead.

"Yes, at most that person would just chop you into eight pieces and hang you on the wall as a mural."

Shinji's sabotage brought Hidan's laughter to an abrupt halt, followed by Hidan's furious defense, "How can that kind of monster be considered human?"

Then came a series of incomprehensible phrases, such as "monsters are not human" and "my weapon was stolen," which made Shinji burst into laughter.

"What are you laughing at! Laugh again and I'll kill you, you bastard!" Hidan rolled up his sleeves, furious and embarrassed.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing. Let's get down to business. Didn't you want to hold a ceremony? I've had 'Little Black' bring out all the corpses. Let's begin."

The more than eight hundred corpses eventually piled up into a small mountain, the seeping blood staining the ground red. ('Little Black' only absorbed a small portion.)

Many of the people had expressions of unresolved death. If a timid person saw this scene, they would probably faint on the spot.

But Hidan and Shinji, the two instigators, both had a relaxed demeanor. Together, they dug out a huge ritual pattern in the ground, with the corpses at the very center of the pattern.

"To the omnipotent and great evil god, we offer our most sincere sacrifice!"

May your cruel gaze forever fall upon me.

"May your evil will guide your way."

May your undying spirit grant me eternal life!

Under Hidan's evil yet holy prayer, a large amount of blood flowed into the grooves they had just dug, quickly filling them.

Looking down from the air, you can see a huge, blood-red pattern.

That was an evil god ritual totem created by irrigating with the blood of hundreds of people.

Of course, Shinji doesn't believe in any of those bullshit evil gods.

He simply stood quietly to one side, waiting for the ceremony to end.

Finally, after Hidan finished reciting the sacrificial prayer, the ceremony ended.

The system notification that Shinji had been waiting for immediately sounded.

[Mission: The Final Chapter of the Evil God Cult] has been completed.

[Rewards: 1 Bond Binding Ticket, 2000 Spell Soul Points, +100 Bond Points]

Shinji and Hidan's bond value has now reached 800 points, and their curse soul value has also recovered to 6400 points.

And now he finally has the opportunity to fleece others!

[Chapter 69: The Wandering Ninja World Plan]

Seven days have passed since the cult of evil gods was destroyed.

It's like a wave in the ocean, without making a ripple.

The five major powers are all busy with their own little territories, cleaning up the cursed spirits. They don't care at all about the small sects in remote little countries.

The small countries surrounding the cult would certainly not send anyone to their deaths to gather intelligence on the cult's movements.

This has resulted in virtually no one knowing that the cult no longer exists.

If we consider the entire ninja world, it's fair to say that almost no one knows about the existence of the Evil God Cult.

It was under these circumstances that Hidan and Shinji, two traitors, survivors, miracles, and hopes for the future of the Jashin cult, embarked on a aimless journey of wandering.

The bright sunlight filtered through the sparse branches and leaves, making people feel warm and cozy.

"Hey, don't we still have plenty of money? Why do we need to go to the gold exchange to take on a mission?"

After leaving the exchange, Hidan idly chewed on a blade of grass, completely puzzled by Shinji's behavior.

Shinji flipped through the bounty list in his hand and replied, "It has nothing to do with money. Actually, it doesn't matter whether I do the mission or not. I mainly want to gather some information."

"After all, only the two of us are left in such a large evil god cult. Besides exchanging gold, do you have any other channels to obtain information?"

Hidan was speechless for a moment, then spit out the foxtail grass.

In fact, Shinji did not reveal all the reasons.

Using the exchange to gather intelligence is only one aspect; on the other hand, he can also use the exchange to issue missions or purchase items.

He has no interest in those human bounties; at most, he might act if he happens to encounter them.

What he was really interested in were the bounties and missions related to cursed spirits!

Clearly, the world has changed.

All the major powers are extremely interested in the suddenly appearing cursed spirit, including the owner behind the gold exchange.

Therefore, many related tasks or bounties have appeared in gold exchange offices in various places.

Now that he's free from the constraints of the evil cult, Shinji can use the Gold Exchange's intelligence network to eliminate cursed spirits and earn cursed soul points, while also making some extra money.

At the same time, if other people obtain some strange items after killing the cursed spirit, he can try to buy them.

It is important to know that one way cursed objects are formed is by originating from the body of a cursed spirit.

For example, when Shinji defeated the [Special Grade Cursed Spirit - Greed], he obtained the cursed object [Greedy Eyeball], which was formed from the opponent's eyeball.

He wasn't sure if this was an exception, but he felt that once a cursed spirit's strength reached the top level, it would be possible to produce cursed items.

Cursed objects vary in strength and have all sorts of strange abilities; some can even bring disaster.

Shinji believed that no one in the world knew more about this than him.

So if you can buy it with money, it's undoubtedly a huge profit!

The only problem now is that the exchange is constantly collecting corpses, and they might not be willing to sell to him when the time comes.

Shinji frowned slightly and carefully put away all the reward notices and other documents.

"Where are we going now?" Hidan asked, somewhat bored.

Shinji pondered for a moment, "Let's go to the Land of Wind first. I just saw an intelligence report that a cursed spirit with the strength of an elite Jonin has appeared in the Land of Wind. As a result, the Sand Village has lost two Jonin and several Chunin and Genin."

"Cursed Spirit? That's the new name you gave those ghostly things?"

Hidan felt a pang of jealousy, and at the same time, he recalled that unpleasant memory.

"Last time, that bald, bespectacled weirdo said it himself, that he was some kind of special-grade cursed spirit or something like that."

Shinji was spouting nonsense with a straight face. Anyway, that bald, four-eyed guy from last time was already dead, so he wouldn't come out and expose him.

There are some things that are hard to explain, so we can just pin the blame on that guy.

Hidan didn't doubt it at all, since he was pinned to the wall and couldn't move at the time, and later Shinji and that monster fought their way to the next level, so he didn't know what they actually said.

"Special-grade spirit...did he tell you that there are several levels above special-grade?"

Shinji glanced at Hidan, whose expression was rather unnatural, and pretended not to notice. "He didn't say, but it seems like Special Grade is the strongest, right?"

He wasn't really sure if there was a category above "Special Grade" in the system's evaluation.

Even without it, the power gap between two Special Grade is so vast that it could be like Kaguya Otsutsuki versus Konohamaru – both would be instant kills.

Of course, I won't say these things out loud, lest I hurt Hidan too much!

Sure enough, upon hearing that the monster who had given him a hard time that day might be the strongest, Hidan's expression actually relaxed considerably.

For example, if you, as a professional boxer, were knocked out with a single punch in an extremely amateur neighborhood boxing exhibition match, how would you feel?