Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

A few seconds later, the paper inflated like an air balloon, and the cat stood up unharmed.

The panda squatted to the side, its two paws supporting its cheeks, watching the farce with a kind expression.

Maki stood on the other side, arms crossed, her face filled with confusion as to why she was there.

As Yuuto and Sora approached, the panda was the first to spot them, raising its paw and waving: "Yo, Yuuto, Sora."

Yuuto pointed at the cat and mouse chasing each other and asked, "Have they always been like this?"

The panda nodded: "From morning till night, without stopping."

As soon as he finished speaking, Tom pulled out a fishing rod from behind his back, with a piece of cheese on the hook, and cast it toward Jerry.

Jerry took a bite of the cheese and was pulled into the air by the fishing line.

Tom laughed smugly, while Jerry pulled out a pair of scissors mid-air and cut the fishing line...

Yuuto watched this scene, remained silent for a few seconds, and then turned to look at Sora: "Is this what you guys watch every day?"

Qiong hugged his arm and nodded seriously: "Yeah, it's more interesting than watching TV."

At this point, Tom, in a fit of rage, pulled out a musket from somewhere and pointed it at Jerry.

The panda spoke up just in time: "Tom, you can't use a gun."

Tom paused for a moment, then shoved the shotgun back behind his back, pulled out a huge wooden hammer, and continued the chase.

Maki said thoughtfully, "After testing, these two should be shikigami, but I don't know why they can exist independently, just like pandas."

"Moreover, it is almost like being immortal and has high enough combat power. The downside is that it is extremely unstable and completely depends on the player's performance."

"And it is extremely difficult to command them in battle unless they are willing to do so."

Yuuto has lost all hope for the current world of jutsu. Let it be destroyed; all sorts of strange and bizarre things are popping up.

The weak characters in the original work are now almost rendered speechless by the system full of mechanics and numerical values.

Yuuto walked over to the panda, patted its round shoulder, and said:

There's something I'd like to discuss with you.

The panda tilted its head and blinked: "What is it?"

Yu Ren took out a booklet from his pocket, the cover of which had the words "Tai Chi" written on it.

He gave the panda a general introduction to the characteristics of the technique: using softness to overcome hardness, borrowing force to strike, and not needing to learn the technique itself, but relying on the power of incantations to operate.

Then the terms and conditions are explained, establishing restrictions such as not being able to pass on the technique to a second person without Youren's consent, etc.

The panda did not reply immediately, but instead lowered its head in thought.

He did want to become stronger. But in the world of sorcery, those who weren't born with a spell had very few ways to improve their strength.

Black Flash and Reversal Technique are top-tier, but they are extremely dependent on talent.

Very few people are actually able to learn it.

Especially the reversal technique; he was just a cursed corpse, where would he get the brain to learn it?

As for techniques and schools like Shin-kage-ryu, it's very difficult for outsiders to learn the true essence.

Given Yagami Masamichi's current status and his relationship with Gojo Satoru, it's not like he doesn't have a way to learn if he really wants to, but the conditions for those schools are quite demanding, and his body might not be able to handle them.

The Tai Chi that Yu Ren talked about not only had a low barrier to entry, but was also extremely suitable for him, so he was very interested in it.

After thinking for a long time, the panda finally raised its head and looked at Youren solemnly: "I am willing to learn this technique. Thank you for giving me this opportunity."

He bowed, his round body bending down, looking a bit comical, but the movement was very serious.

Then came the constraints related to project approval. After that, Yuuto handed over the booklet, which Panda took, opened the cover, and looked at the hand gesture diagrams with little figures drawn on them. A smile appeared on his round face.

As soon as the panda matter was dealt with, Yuuto's gaze fell on Maki, who was standing to the side.

He stared at her for a few seconds, then shook his head.

Maki noticed. She walked over, feigning anger, clenching her fist: "Why are you shaking your head at me like that?"

Yuuto found a place to squat down and gestured for her to sit down as well. "I've recently mastered a new power that allows me to modify the soul and body."

Maki didn't understand, her face full of confusion.

Yu Ren patiently explained: "Heaven and bondage are innate, a forced equivalent exchange given by Heaven, which cannot be resisted or removed."

“I’ve explained this to you before, and I also asked Gojo Satoru to tell you the details.”

Maki nodded: "At the cost of having zero innate magical power, being unable to see cursed spirits, and being unable to use spells, in exchange for the body of the Heaven and Tyrant, we can break through the limits of humanity..."

She lowered her voice at this point and didn't continue.

Yuuto picked up where she left off, finishing her sentence: "But because you are twins, a trace of cursed power remains in your body, preventing you from becoming a true Heavenly Tyrant."

Upon hearing this, and combining it with what Yuuto had said earlier, Maki instantly understood and looked up sharply, saying, "You mean you can help me solve this problem?"

Yuuto nodded: "Okay, but it will take time. Removing the curse power requires extremely high operational precision. Give me a month to familiarize myself with this new ability."

Maki remained silent for a moment.

She stared into Yuuto's eyes, trying to find a trace of a joke, but found nothing.

Finally, she looked at Yuuto and said in a low voice, "Whether it succeeds or not, thank you for doing so much for me."

In fact, before obtaining the Dual-Handed Technique, Yuuto had fantasized about whether it was possible to artificially mass-produce the Heaven and Tyrant.

Only after acquiring the ability did I realize that it was wishful thinking.

The bondage between Heaven and a tyrant can only be bestowed by Heaven.

What is created through artificial modification is merely a man-made counterfeit and will not receive any constraints or enhancements whatsoever.

But he could help Maki clear the excess curse power from her body and allow her to return to her true self as the Heavenly Tyrant.

With everything at the vocational college settled, Yuuto accompanied Kyō to go shopping and sightseeing.

She changed out of her college uniform and put back on her long-unseen everyday outfit.

She wore a beige long-sleeved shirt as a base layer, topped with a loose, pure white long skirt that reached near her knees.

She wore a pair of simple black leather shoes with long black over-the-knee socks, which made her legs look slender and fair.

She looked clean and fragile, like a meticulously sculpted ceramic doll.

They attracted a lot of attention along the way. Men looked at the sky, women looked at Yuuto, and those with companions whispered among themselves:

"That girl is so beautiful, like a doll..."

"Isn't the guy quite handsome too?"

"Well, they're a perfect match, that's all that matters..."

Qiong enjoyed the attention and discussion.

To be precise, it's about enjoying the compliments of those who are both handsome and beautiful.

She's happy as long as Yuu and herself are mentioned together.

But if she comes out alone and hears people talking about her, she gets very unhappy.

The two played until dark before going home. They then watched TV on the sofa. Yuu stayed with Qiong until midnight. After Qiong got sleepy and went to her bedroom to sleep, Yuu quietly prepared to leave.

He was going to see his sworn brother.

Higashido Aoi.

He came to Tokyo from Kyoto today because of a mission, and he wants to meet up with Yuuto tonight.

Yuuto naturally wouldn't refuse, since it wouldn't interfere with spending time with Sora anyway.

Qiong needs to sleep at night, but he doesn't need to sleep.

Since acquiring the Dual Hands, I can freely adjust my soul and body, so not sleeping has absolutely no impact on me.

To everyone's surprise, just as they reached the entrance, Qiong Mingming, who had been in the bedroom a second ago, suddenly triggered her spider sense and used a spell to teleport in front of Yuuto, looking at him with a resentful gaze.

Chapter 91 The Leaky Coral in Charge of the High-Level Bureau

While Yuuto was trapped in the entrance hall and had no choice but to give up drinking with Toudou Aoi, deep in the Swiss Alps in Europe, a sphere embedded in the mountain cracked open for the first time.

That was a quarter of the pillar of light that the plague transformed into after its death.

One of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, the White Horse Knight, also known as the Pale Knight.

He was conceived in humanity’s collective fear of the end of the world, conquest, and victory.

I am about to wake up.

A white halo suddenly appeared from his location, spreading outwards and enveloping an entire city not far away.

Then, the sky split open.

Purple cracks appeared as if they had been torn open from the inside by invisible claws, stretching across the sky one after another.

A flock of crows descended.

Thousands upon thousands, countless.

They surged from the cracks, like a black tide pouring into the world.

Hovering over the city and weaving between buildings, they are like silent subjects awaiting their monarch.

Immediately afterwards, unimaginable calamities emerged from all directions.

It was not a living being, but a cluster of solidified black energy bodies, their outlines twisted into the shape of rodents, their limbs surging along the ground, resembling giant rats.

They are called Spoiled Ones, and they are vassals of the Pale Knight.

Absurdity filled every visible inch of the city. A black torrent surged through the city's veins, causing countless deaths.

He was fully realized by offering the lives of the entire city as a sacrifice.

A white horse emerged from the crack.

The horse was pure white, without a single other color, and its mane fluttered in the wind.

But upon closer inspection, beneath the white lies exposed bone, the pale bones faintly visible through the gaps in the muscles.

The rider followed closely behind, leaping lightly onto the horse's back.