Curse Returns: Eight Extraordinary Skills? I lack nothing.

Xianji pushed open the door, and Youren followed him inside.

Several young men were practicing their swordsmanship in the courtyard. When Xianji entered, they all stopped and bowed.

Xianji nodded slightly, without saying anything more.

Yu Ren glanced around. There weren't many people in the courtyard, but each one was full of energy. Their eyes no longer held the sinister and calculating look of before; instead, they shone with a down-to-earth and hardworking light.

“This group of people is really good,” Yu Ren said.

The two walked through the front yard and into the main hall.

The main hall was spotless, with several calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls and documents and ledgers on the table. Several middle-aged men were discussing something in hushed tones, and immediately stood up straight when Xianji entered.

“Continue,” Xianji said.

The group nodded and sat down again.

Youren walked around the main hall and then went to the backyard to take a look.

The warehouse in the backyard was filled with some magical tools and supplies. Although there weren't many, they were clearly categorized and neatly arranged.

“Not bad.” Yuuto stood in the courtyard, looking back at Kenki. “Much better than before.”

Xianji bowed slightly: "Thanks to you."

Yuuto waved his hand: "Don't be so polite with me. Just do your job well, and the Kamo family's reputation will be preserved. The three great families aren't supported by bloodlines, but by their work."

Xianji was silent for a moment, then nodded seriously: "I understand."

Yuuto didn't linger and took his leave. Kenji saw him to the door, watching his figure disappear at the end of the alley before turning back.

After leaving Kamo's house, Yuuto walked along the streets of Kyoto as dusk settled and streetlights began to illuminate the city one by one.

He has basically completed his mission in Kyoto.

Checking on the reconstruction progress of the Kamo family's house, it's better than expected.

Neither the General Directorate responsible for execution nor the Sword-Wielding Institute responsible for decision-making proposed removing the title of the three founding families; instead, they have been retained.

Although Xianji is young, he is steady and reliable.

After leaving the Kamo family, Yuto returned to his residence in Kyoto.

Pushing open the front door, he saw a motion-sensor light on in the entryway. Qiong was nestled on the living room sofa reading a book, her long, milky-white hair draped over her shoulders. Hearing the noise, she looked up and glanced at him.

"came back?"

"Ah."

Yu Ren changed his shoes, walked over, and patted her head.

Qiong snorted, but didn't dodge, continuing to look down at her book.

"I'll go to the study first."

Qiong didn't respond, but simply turned a page of her book.

Yu Ren entered the study and pressed the switch.

The desk lamp turned on, casting a warm yellow light on the table and bathing the entire room in a soft amber hue.

The world of sorcery today is completely different from the original story in his memory. The major events that should have happened in an orderly manner have been turned into a complete mess by him.

Furthermore, a host of other unexpected events occurred, such as the Matsue Incident, the Kamo family purge, the reorganization of the General Headquarters, the establishment of the Sword-Wielding Institute, Natsuyuki's semi-retirement, the Swedish Incident, and so on.

Those who were meant to live didn't die, those who were meant to die died prematurely, and things that shouldn't have appeared emerged.

It has changed beyond recognition, and its future trajectory is unpredictable.

He needs to organize his thoughts.

Yu Ren spread out a sheet of white paper and wrote a few large characters at the top.

Situation analysis.

Then start listing them one by one.

opposing factions.

The biggest threat is definitely the Pale Knight. Although Brainflower is extremely cunning, he is not that strong in combat, so we can still deal with him.

But the Pale Knight is different; the combat power he has shown so far can only be described as exaggerated.

And this guy disappeared from Switzerland and has never reappeared.

The intelligence network has been deployed for so long, but we haven't even caught a glimpse of it.

What is he waiting for?

Is it accumulating strength, or planning an even bigger move?

Yu Ren recalled that pure white figure, and that city that had been painted pure white.

In satellite images, the entire city, from its center to its edges, is devoured of all color, leaving only a glaring white.

That kind of power is not something that cursed spirits can possess; it's more like some kind of higher-level existence.

The greatest threat, bar none.

And then there are the four natural disasters.

The tugong has been removed.

The remaining three are Louhu, Huayu, and Zhenren.

The Flower Emperor is nothing to fear.

They won't cause any major trouble; at most, they'll just have slightly better survival skills.

Moreover, there is a condition: there must be a forest, otherwise it's all for nothing.

Any human sorcerer who has reached the highest level can almost always deal with him with ease.

The real person is extremely threatening. The transformation of non-action can directly alter the soul; in the original work, many powerful figures fell at his hands.

But Yuuto has two hands, with the blue hand being the best counter to his soul-searching skills.

If we really meet then, it's hard to say who will change whose soul.

My sword has never been ineffective.

Louhu is currently the only one among the three cursed spirits that poses a danger to himself.

With its powerful firepower and complete territory, it's difficult to fight head-on.

But with Yuuto's current strength, even if he wanted to leak out, Hu wouldn't be able to keep himself from doing so.

Finally, it was Ao.

This ancient monster, who has lived for over a thousand years, has as many tricks up its sleeve as a sieve.

Brain transplant technique, barrier technique, a large number of physical bodies—who knows what other trump cards he's hiding?

And he's also a pure fun-loving person; you can never guess what he'll do next.

Even now, Yu Ren is still unsure about the timeline.

In the original story, he was supposed to be manipulating everything from behind the scenes. But now that the plot has fallen apart like this, will that guy still act according to the original plan?

These three are the camps that absolutely cannot be appeased.

The Four Horsemen, The Four Calamities, and the Demon King

Then there are uncertainties; currently, there is only one list.

That is the Panxing Cult.

With Yuuto's multiple interventions and Gojo Satoru's persistent, clinging urges, Natsumi Yoshitsugu basically gave up the idea of ​​eliminating all ordinary people.

But he had committed a crime, and coupled with the mental hurdle, he refused to return to the high school or join the Spellcasting Alliance.

Instead, he continued to lead the Panxing Cult and his group in their own childish game.

It's ambiguous, but harmless for now.

Three major crises and one uncertainty.

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

The Pale Knight didn't even know where the person was, let alone know what to do.

After much deliberation, the most realistic priority right now is the remaining three Calamity Cursed Spirits.

He picked up his phone and began drafting an email.

Recipients: Gojo Satoru, Tsukumo Yuki, Otsuko Yuta, and the various elders of the General Affairs Department.

Yu Ren's fingers tapped rapidly on the screen, carefully choosing her words.

"The three calamity curse spirits, Louhu, Huayu, and Zhenren, are listed as the highest priority targets for killing."

"All non-special-grade spellcasters, please be alert for any unusual spell energy fluctuations. If you discover any trace of them, please report them immediately. Do not act alone."

After sending the email, Yuuto tossed his phone onto the table and let out a long sigh.

The night outside the window was already quite deep. Qiong had placed a cup of hot milk at the door of the study at some point.

Fine water droplets condensed on the cup wall, glistening under the light.

There was also a plate of cookies next to her, which she had baked herself. They were crooked in shape, but they smelled delicious.

Yuuto picked it up and took a sip; it was warm and slightly sweet.

He picked up a cookie and took a bite; it was crispy and just the right amount of sweetness.

Qiong's cooking skills have improved.

He leaned back in his chair, looking at the night outside the window, his mind still racing with all sorts of random thoughts.

Where is the Pale Knight?

The flatterer was cut off.

Will Xia Youjie suddenly turn on me one day?

After thinking for a while, he shook his head, dismissing the thoughts.