Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

Yu Ren continued, "There's one more thing. Actually, before I met Xia Youjie, I had already mastered the ability to control spirits."

He raised his hand, and a fly's head appeared in his palm.

"Although it can't compare to Senior Xia You's scale now, it can at least be on par with him in the future."

Yuuto didn't speak too definitively; the actual effect was far more than just a comparison—it was truly stronger.

The complete version of Spirit Control is almost equivalent to a higher level of Spirit Manipulation.

After all, the functions of controlling a cursed spirit are limited to a few, but the complete process of binding and commanding spirits is much more complex.

The system is weird, it's messing with you.

What Yuuto needs right now is to develop.

Controlling cursed spirits...

Gojo Satoru muttered to himself.

In that instant, he looked at Youren as if he were looking at his closest friend, as if their figures overlapped.

Before Yuuto could finish speaking, he picked up his coffee cup and continued:

"In addition, I discovered that I can improve myself by killing cursed spirits. The more I kill, the stronger I become."

Gojo Satoru remained silent for a few seconds.

Then he laughed, a very soft laugh, but with a complex meaning.

"You little rascal...you're really outrageous."

He picked up the drink in front of him and drank it all in one gulp, seemingly finding it quite outrageous.

It was as if I were seeing my younger self, still growing up.

After Yuuto finished speaking, he looked at Gojo Satoru, hesitated for a moment, and then spoke:

"Five points, and one more thing..."

"Ok?"

"When I first gained the ability to control cursed spirits, the method was actually the same as Xia Youjie's: consuming beads transformed from cursed spirits."

Gojo Satoru didn't quite understand why Yuuto was bringing this up, but Yuuto frowned, as if recalling something disgusting:

"It felt like stuffing a rag into your mouth and having to chew it up before swallowing it."

"Every time I feel nauseous, every time I feel like throwing up."

Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru's smile slowly disappeared.

"Later, I tried my best to find a solution and finally found an alternative. I successfully convinced myself and activated the spell 'My Mind is Reason'."

"It allows me to control the cursed spirits by directly absorbing them with my hands, bypassing the swallowing step and eliminating the nausea."

Yuuto looked at him, his tone calm, but with a hint of pity in his voice: "But Natsuyou-senpai is different. He can't change like I have."

“Every time you subdue a cursed spirit, it may be this kind of torment.”

After Yuuto finished speaking, he didn't say anything more, but just looked at Gojo.

Try to get Wu Tiao to understand Xia Youjie, and then find an opportunity to bring them together so they can have a proper talk.

Perhaps we could give Xia Youjie a different ending, an ending where the five Xia groups are online.

If successful, then it would be a way of repaying Xia Youjie for saving his life on the rooftop.

If that doesn't work, then we'll try another method.

Gojo Satoru didn't say anything, he just stared at the coffee cup in front of him.

There was a very long silence.

What was he thinking about?

During his time at the vocational college, Jie never complained.

Each time he finished swallowing the cursed spirit, he would just laugh and say, "It's a little disgusting."

I never even asked about it in detail.

Never!

What has he done!

As a close friend, he missed out on too much.

Has the pain that Jie has endured all these years been multiplied by thousands of times?

After a long while, Gojo Satoru's pained expression gradually returned to normal, and he thanked Yuuto:

"Thanks for telling me this."

Yuto simply nodded, not paying any attention, but Gojo Satoru suddenly said out of the blue:

"You just said that cursed spirits can become stronger?"

Yuuto nodded.

"Then I'll prepare a big gift for you."

He leaned back in his chair, crossed his legs, and said...

You know the three starter families, right?

Yuuto replied, "How could I not know about the three most famous families in the world of jutsu?"

"With the six eyes and the lineage of the sorcerer with no bottom line, how could anyone in the world of sorcery not know about the Gojo family, the Zenin family with ten kinds of shadow magic, and the Kamo family with the red blood manipulation technique?"

Gojou Satoru Yuuto was fairly familiar with the situation of the starter Pokémon, so he didn't explain further and went straight to the point:

"Our three families have ancestors who kept cursed spirits from the Lord to train their respective clansmen."

“Each household has about 500 birds, most of which are below level two.”

Upon hearing this, Yuuto roughly guessed what Gojo Satoru wanted to say, and a look of shock appeared on his face, while Gojo Satoru grinned and said:

"The big gift I'm preparing for you is these 1500 or so cursed spirits."

"Whether you subdue them or kill them to improve yourself, you will benefit greatly."

"So, do you want it?"

Chapter 44 Zen Inner Naoya

1500 cursed spirits, although they are all low-level cursed spirits below level two, is still a large number of points.

There was no room for refusal.

He wanted it.

Gojo Satoru looked at Yuuto with great satisfaction:

"I'm the head of the Gojo family, so what I say goes. I'll just take you there myself."

"As for the other two... I'll just say hello to them, and they won't refuse."

"However, it won't be for nothing. The Gojo family will pay for it and compensate us according to the market price."

Yuuto stood up and bowed deeply to Gojo Satoru: "Satoru, thank you."

Gojo Satoru waved his hand: "Alright, alright, stop with the nonsense..."

The scenery flashed by in the windows of the Shinkansen train.

The three main families are all located in Kyoto, the stronghold of the sorcerer families, so you have to take a car to get there.

Yuuto leaned against the window, staring blankly outside.

If you didn't have any cheat codes, what would be the biggest advantage you could acquire on your own while traversing a world of sorcery?

The answer is simple: the five major cycles.

As long as he's still around, the General Management Department, the Three Families, and the Special Grade Cursed Spirits will all have to step aside.

Nearby, Gojo Satoru was unpacking his Shinkansen bento and eating with great relish.

Yuuto suddenly spoke up: "Mr. Gojo, do you think the Zenin family will cooperate obediently?"

The two had already discussed it before they arrived. Their first stop was the Zen Temple, where they kept the most cursed spirits among the three families.

Gojo Satoru chewed his rice and mumbled, "Cooperation is best, but if they don't... I have plenty of ways to get them to cooperate."

Kyoto, a Zen temple.

The old mansion is located in a quiet, upscale residential area, covering a large area and surrounded by high walls.

The main gate is a heavy wooden gatehouse with a plaque bearing the words "Zen Temple" on it.

Yuuto, with the Shadow Strike and Falling Water swords tucked at his waist, gripped the hilt of his sword and turned his head to look at the indifferent-looking person next to him.

"Wu, do we really have to do this?"

Gojo Satoru pushed his sunglasses up a bit, looking completely nonchalant: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's okay, I'm here."

He lifted his foot and walked inside.

The two guards from the Zen temple at the gate saw him and their expressions changed instantly.

"Sir Gojo Gojo..."

“Yes, I’m looking for Naobi.” Gojo Satoru didn’t even turn his head. “No need to inform them, I’ll go myself.”

The guards looked at each other, none of them daring to stop them.

Passing through layers of courtyards, Yuuto followed Gojo Satoru into the core area of ​​the Zen temple.

The Zen monks they encountered along the way looked at Gojo Satoru with complex emotions—fear, anger, and a desire to remain silent.

Yu Ren observed secretly, thinking to himself that this was the Zen temple.

decay.

We've arrived at the main hall.

The door was open, and many people were already waiting inside. The head seat was empty, with three people sitting on either side.