For her, this was no small amount of money.

Miwa Kasumi stared at the screen for a long time, then finally turned over helplessly and buried her face in the pillow.

My mind is a jumbled mess. One moment I see Youren's image, the next I see the money transfer, and then I remember how I desperately tried to refuse.

"Won't he think I'm being fake..." she muttered to herself, then picked up her phone again and glanced at the transfer record.

For the next four days, Yuu's life was as regular as a clock.

I arrive at the dojo at seven o'clock every morning and practice until noon.

In the afternoon, I either take on missions to remove cursed spirits or stay home with Qiong.

After Yuuto finished practicing the first and second dan levels of Niten Ichiryu, Shinmen Shiho nodded and let him begin learning the third dan.

During this time, the dojo disciples who practiced with Yuuto looked at him as if he were a monster.

Several people had gathered together to complain privately:

"This guy's talent is the most outrageous I've ever seen at a kendo dojo. We need months to learn those martial arts techniques, but he can learn them in a few days."

"Exactly, exactly, God is so unfair."

Among the crowd, the most experienced disciple sighed:

"That's just how the world of sorcery is. Some people's talents and techniques are completely illogical, and they're not on the same level as us. They're just strong, and we can only accept it."

The world of sorcery is a place where talent is everything; it all depends on whether you were born with the gifts of God.

It's not uncommon for some people to awaken their spells and open their domains on the same day.

The idea that hard work can surpass genius is a joke in the world of sorcery.

During Yuu's journey of learning swordsmanship, something else happened.

On the third day, the day that Yuuto and Sora had agreed upon—to drop out of the regular school and go for the college interview—arrived.

Upon arriving at the college, they discovered that Gojo Satoru, who had promised to interview Yuuto for Sora, was not there, and the principal, Yagami Masamichi, had to conduct the interview himself.

The results came out that same day; Qiong passed with great ease, and the Void Fate Technique was officially recorded.

According to Yamo Masakazu, Qiong's technique has never been recorded in either the high-end archives or the database of the Spellcasting Hall, and is a completely new technique.

Furthermore, the mechanism is quite complex, and the upper and lower limits are still difficult to understand at present, requiring further observation.

Yuuto originally planned to enroll the next day, but Sora secretly whispered to Yuuto that she wanted to enroll a few more days later.

Yuuto didn't ask why, he just nodded...

Chapter 28 The Person Least Able to Handle Pressure (Please Read On)

On the fifth day of learning the second stage of the first-class technique, Yu Ren discovered that the second stage was quite difficult to put into practice.

When the long sword attacks, the short sword defends; when the short sword slashes, the long sword parries.

It's somewhat similar to the Ambidextrous Fighting Technique created by Zhou Botong in The Legend of the Condor Heroes, which involves using two different martial arts techniques simultaneously.

It's a type that relies heavily on talent, which explains why Miwa Kasumi said that before the Shinmen family opened up and began accepting apprentices on a large scale, the Niten Ichi-ryu style was even facing extinction.

But on the sixth day, Yuuto suddenly found his rhythm, as if he had unlocked his full potential.

"Yes, that's it."

Shinmen Shihoon clapped and cheered from the sidelines:

"When the long sword is thrust out, the short sword should be naturally sheathed at the side, and not swung around randomly."

"The transition between offense and defense must be smooth and uninterrupted!"

On the morning of the seventh day, Yuuto was practicing Niten Ichiryu's three-stage combo at the kendo dojo when his phone suddenly vibrated.

He stopped, glanced at the screen, and saw it was a call from Gojo Satoru.

This guy is a very busy person. I haven't seen him at the vocational high school since Yuuto recovered from his injury.

Yuuto answered the phone with curiosity: "Mr. Gojo, you finally remembered me."

A familiar voice came from the other end of the phone, still with that lazy tone:

"Hey, Yuuto-kun, how's your sword practice going?"

Yuuto chuckled and said, "Not bad, what's up?"

“Smart.” Gojo Satoru’s tone became a little more serious: “I’d like to ask you for a favor.”

Without much thought, Yuuto replied immediately:

"It is a very pleasant thing that you, Mr. Gojo, asked me for help."

"So please speak up, and I will do everything in my power to help you solve the problems you cannot solve on your own."

Yuuto didn't ask Gojo Satoru why, given his strength, he needed his help.

Even the strongest, in the end, is still just an ordinary human being with emotions and desires.

There will always be times when you're too busy, or when you're sad and unhappy.

In Yuuto's view, Gojo Satoru is a human, not a god.

Gojo Satoru was taken aback when he heard this.

Since that summer, he could clearly sense whether someone was close or distant, friend or foe.

People regarded him as a god.

They treated him as a god, not a man.

But Yu Ren's tone clearly indicated that he still regarded him as an ordinary person.

Gojo Satoru remained silent for a long time before finally getting to the point:

"You know Fushiguro Megumi, right?"

Through this period of time, Gojo Satoru realized that Yuuto must have an intelligence network that allows him to know a lot about the world of jutsu.

But that intelligence network was unique; the information it knew was a jumbled mess.

For example, Yuuto knows some secrets perfectly well, but he is like a novice when it comes to some common sense questions.

That's why he chose to ask first; if he knew about Fushiguro Megumi, it would save him some time when explaining later.

Upon hearing the name, Yuuto recalled the relevant information in his mind.

Fushiguro Megumi, a descendant of the Zenin family, is the son of the previous Ten-Yu Tyrant Zenin Shinji, and the inheritor of the ten Shadow Arts. He was raised and trained by Gojo Satoru from the age of seven.

Sukuna's favorite, Super Pure Boy, King of Slackers, Class A War Criminal of Shinjuku Showdown.

“I know, and I know quite a lot about that Zen-in-house boy, Ten-Kage, whom you adopted,” Yuuto replied after a moment’s thought.

After organizing his thoughts, Gojo Satoru slowly said:

“I’ve been training that kid since he was a child. He’s fourteen this year. The General Administration recently rated him as a Level 3 Spellcaster, which has made him quite confident.”

"Although he possesses the top-tier technique of Ten Shadows, he is too young, only fourteen years old, so I used to accompany him on missions."

"But as you know, I'm currently out of town and can't go back anytime soon."

"That confident brat took a mission while I was away, to eliminate a group of level-three cursed spirits..."

After thinking for a moment, Yuuto replied, "You mean I should go protect him?"

Gojo Satoru's tone rarely carried a hint of helplessness: "That kid looks calm, but he's actually very impulsive."

"Moreover, he has a tendency to sacrifice himself; he's willing to give his own life for someone in danger, which is the most troublesome thing about him."

As expected of the five prison wardens, they have a keen eye for people.

"Has he set off on his mission yet?" Yuuto asked.

Gojo Satoru replied, "Not yet."

Yu Ren then said, "Send me the address."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru's laughter came from the other end of the phone: "Thanks. That kid's going to make his move at 1 p.m. today, just be there early."

"The information only lists some level three cursed spirits. With your strength, that's easy."

After hanging up the phone, Yuuto looked at Shinmen Shihoon.

Shinmen Shiho waved his hand: "Go if you have something to do, we'll continue tomorrow."

Yu Ren nodded, turned around and went back to his room to change his clothes. He then sheathed Shadow Strike and Falling Water and tucked them into his waistband before saying goodbye and leaving.

Does Gojo Satoru have a procrastination problem?

It's already 11 o'clock and they're only notifying us now. Don't wait until you get there and it's too late.

12:30 PM, in an abandoned factory area on the outskirts of Tokyo.

Fushiguro Megumi arrived ahead of schedule.

He stood at the factory entrance, frowning as he looked inside.

After the person at the monitoring window set up a barrier, even though the other party had clearly said before he came in that they were only clearing out a few level-three cursed spirits, the concentration of cursed power in the air was obviously excessive.

"First, conduct reconnaissance."

He formed a hand seal, his shadow twisting on the ground, and a black and white jade dog leaped out from the shadows.

The jade dog growled and charged into the factory area, with Fukuro Megumi following behind, maintaining a safe distance.

Thirty meters in, he saw a monster that resembled a cursed spirit but wasn't quite one.

The thing was lying on an abandoned pipe, with grayish-brown skin and a blue-white light shining from its chest.

Hearing the noise, it turned its head sharply.

His eyes were cloudy, and black liquid was dripping from the corner of his mouth.

The jade dog pounced quickly and bit the monster's arm.

But that thing was not afraid of pain at all. It grabbed the jade dog with its backhand and the force was so great that it knocked the jade dog away.

Fushiguro Megumi immediately formed a hand seal: "Nue!"

A tiny winged shikigami swooped down from the sky, its sharp claws piercing through the monster's chest.

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