Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

“One of our officers received a request from a believer to help dismantle the Kawasaki factory, but upon arriving at the scene, he discovered the people from the Jujutsu Bureau and thus went into hiding.”

"Unexpectedly, a bizarre scene unfolded, so he quickly recorded the entire battle and handed it over to us."

Xia Youjie became interested upon hearing this, took the phone, and opened the video.

The footage is shaky, clearly taken from a distance.

Inside the factory grounds, a black curtain had just fallen, and then a young man dressed in a black outfit walked in.

The camera zooms in; a knife is at his waist, and his back is straight and upright.

Then, a scene appeared on the screen that made his pupils shrink slightly.

The young man stopped and made a hand seal with his left hand.

Five dark figures emerged from behind him, solidified, and scattered in all directions.

That's a cursed spirit.

A manipulated cursed spirit.

Xia Youjie stared at the screen, his fingers unconsciously tightening.

The video continued playing as the young man walked further in, lightning spreading and swathes of level-four cursed spirits turning into black smoke.

The scene then shifts to the center of the factory area, where five cursed spirits surround a near-level two and four level three spirits...

Xia Youjie stared at the blacked-out screen and remained silent for a long time.

Manami asked softly, "Master Natsuyu?"

Xia Youjie raised his head, his face expressionless, but something was moving in his eyes.

Spellcasting and Spirit Manipulation Techniques.

No, not exactly the same.

His spell manipulation technique involved subduing spirits by consuming spirit jade, while the young man's method resembled some form of forced confinement.

But the essence is the same.

To control and manipulate spirits for one's own use.

There is a second person in this world who can control cursed spirits.

Xia Youjie put down his phone and unconsciously tapped the table with his fingers.

He recalled that during his time at the vocational college, everyone said that the Spell Manipulation Technique was an impossible technique to replicate.

It was a top-tier technique from its inception.

Gojo would occasionally joke about it, saying he was a freak.

Now, a second person has appeared.

How does it feel?

Shock was my first reaction.

Then came something he himself hadn't even considered.

It wasn't fear or hostility, but a very light, almost absurd sense of closeness.

It felt like meeting real family.

It's like walking too long in a wasteland and suddenly seeing someone else's footprints in the distance.

Xia Youjie suddenly chuckled, very softly, and it was unclear what he was laughing at.

Looking at his expression, Manami tentatively asked, "Should we investigate this person?"

Xia Youjie was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "Investigate, but don't alarm him, and you must not harm him. You also need to provide him with some protection."

Manami nodded and left.

The Japanese-style room quieted down, and Xia Youjie leaned against the wall, gazing at the sky outside the window.

Do people who can control cursed spirits also taste that disgusting flavor when they swallow cursed spirits?

Or is it that his method is different, so he doesn't have to suffer that pain?

He recalled the cursed jades he had swallowed over the years, and the smell of the rags used to wipe vomit.

To become stronger, to gather more combat power, and for that world where only sorcerers existed, he swallowed thousands of times.

Would things have been different if someone had understood how I felt back then?

Chapter 27 The World of Spells is a World for Geniuses

After the somewhat awkward conversation with Shinmen Shiho, the other party went to prepare for the teaching, while Yuuto and Miwa Kasumi went to a quiet room to rest.

But before she had been sitting for long, Miyuki suddenly stood up and put her phone in her pocket:

"I have to go. I have a mission to take back to Kyoto tomorrow, so I need to go back and prepare in advance."

Yuuto naturally wouldn't force her to stay, and spoke gently:

"Thank you for your hard work today, making this special trip just for me."

Miwa Kasumi shook her head, waved her hand, and laughed, "It's no trouble at all, I'm just leading the way."

After speaking, she paused, then said somewhat shyly, "Um... could I have your contact information?"

For someone as good-looking and kind as Yuuto, Miwa Kasumi naturally wanted to take things a step further and add him as a friend after taking the photos.

"What are you saying? Of course you can."

“Even if you hadn’t asked, I would have asked you for my friend information anyway,” Yuuto said, taking out his phone and exchanging contact information with Miwa Kasumi.

When Miwa Kasumi saw the notification that her friend had accepted her request, she smiled and said, "Then I'm off."

Yu Ren watched her retreating figure, then suddenly remembered something and quickly called out to her, "Wait a minute."

Miwa Kasumi turned around in confusion, only to see Yuuto tapping on his phone a few times before saying to her:

"I've transferred some money to you as a token of my appreciation; please accept it."

Miwa Kasumi paused for a moment, then quickly waved her hands vigorously: "It was just a small favor, how could I accept your payment?"

Although she was short of money, she was not greedy and refused to accept any payment beyond what was required for her official duties; this was her bottom line as a person.

It was just a matter of showing her the way, and it was something that Senior Nishimiya Momo had personally asked her to do. Plus, she got along quite well with Yuuto, so she refused to accept any money no matter what.

Yuuto's tone was calm, yet carried an undeniable air of authority: "It's already been transferred, directly to your account."

"If you don't accept it, you're looking down on me."

Miwa Kasumi opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

Yu Ren added, "It's just a small amount of money, don't worry about it."

When Miwa Kasumi heard it was a small amount of money, she had no other choice but to nod and say, "Well... thank you."

She was thinking to herself that it should only cost a few thousand yen as a token, and she could just buy a souvenir as a return gift later.

The two parted ways at the entrance to the inner room of the dojo. For Yuuto, this transfer was nothing more than a trivial amount.

But he knew in his heart that Sanlun Xia's family was struggling financially and always lacked money, so he was naturally happy to help if he could.

In the dojo's practice area, Shinmen Shihoon sat cross-legged on the sidelines, holding a teacup. Seeing Yuuto return, he spoke:

"Yuto-kun, come on, let's begin."

Yuuto walked to the center of the room, and Shinmen Shiho put down his teacup, stood up, and walked to his side to explain:

"The core of the Two Heavens One Style can be summed up in four words: 'Two swords as one's own'."

He picked up two wooden swords and assumed a fighting stance:

"The long sword is for offense, and the short sword is for defense, but offense and defense are not fixed; you have to switch between them according to the opponent's posture."

"Furthermore, our school of martial arts has been divided into seven ranks since the time of Miyamoto Musashi."

"The initial stage is called the initial practice of the sword, which is the basic skill of each school."

Shinmen Shiho paused here: "I've seen your file, you've already mastered this, so we can skip it."

"The second stage is called the second day of entry, when you begin to learn to use two swords, with each hand performing its own function."

"Only when the two-stage Niten Ichi-ryu is reached can it be considered a true Niten Ichi-ryu."

At this point, Shinmen Shiho looked at Yuuto: "You should be able to imbue weapons with magical power, right?"

Yuuto nodded, picked up the long sword, and the blade instantly crackled with pale blue lightning.

Shinmen Shihoon's eyes lit up: "Good, with this foundation, the three-stage Niten Clash will not be difficult for you - its most crucial aspect is learning to attach curse power to the weapon."

For the rest of the time, Yuto kept repeating the most basic movements in the dojo.

The position of the long sword, the angle of the short sword, the movement of the feet, and the orientation of the body.

During a break, Shinmen Shihoon came over with tea and casually said:

"Your lightning-encased blade actually has an advantage over ordinary spell-encased blades."

"Lightning itself has the property of cutting, which is very compatible with the Niten Ichi-ryu's slashing philosophy."

Yuuto took the tea, took a sip, and seemed to be deep in thought.

As evening fell, Yujin left the dojo, his body aching all over.

At the same time, in a hotel in Tokyo.

After taking a shower, Miwa Kasumi lay in bed, picked up her phone to set an alarm, and suddenly remembered the money Yuuto had given her during the day.

She opened the message, took a closer look, and was completely stunned.

Ones, tens, hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands...

Miwa Kasumi's eyes widened, and she almost dropped her phone.

She rubbed her eyes, unable to believe the numbers on the screen.

"This...this is too much..." she muttered to herself, her heart pounding faster.

She remembered Yu-ren's words, "It's just a little money," and for a moment she didn't know whether to cry or laugh.