Curse Reply: After choosing Nawa, the cursed spirit cursed me for being cruel.

Duanmu Yan sensed something and suddenly feigned a curious expression: "Hui, how's your jade dog's sense of smell?"

Fushiguro Megumi puffed out her chest, her tone brimming with a rare pride: "Absolutely fantastic!"

"Remember the report that said several children were missing? They might be nearby."

Hui's pride vanished instantly. He squatted down and patted the necks of the two jade dogs.

The jade dog lowered its head and sniffed the ground, then turned and rushed into the house.

Hui followed closely behind them. At the end of the rickety corridor, the two jade dogs stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden door and barked urgently at it.

Hui reached out and pushed open the door. She saw four or five children huddled in the corner, their clothes dirty, their faces covered in dust, staring at the door with terrified eyes.

Hui lowered her hand and turned to look at Duanmu Yan, "What... is going on?"

Duanmu Yan walked behind him, his gaze sweeping over the children huddled together, his brows furrowing slightly: "This cursed spirit is quite intelligent. It knows that its power comes from the children's fear, so instead of eating them directly, it keeps them captive, slowly extracting negative emotions to strengthen itself."

Fukuguro Megumi lowered her head, her hands clenched into fists at her sides. "Teacher Duanmu, I will definitely learn from you and eliminate all the cursed spirits in the world."

Duanmu Yan couldn't help but say with satisfaction, "You are such a good child."

Then he straightened up, took out his phone, and dialed the contact channel for auxiliary supervision.

Behind them, the rescued children were being covered with blankets and given warm water by the arriving assistants and supervisors.

One of the blonde little girls didn't cry or tremble like the other children. She quietly held the thermos cup that the assistant supervisor handed her, her gaze following the two figures, one big and one small, across the crowd.

She didn't look away until Duanmu Yan and Fu Hei Hui disappeared from sight.

Chapter 176 Surgery

Time flies, and it's already 2013.

Two years ago, Duanmu Yan had already delegated most of the Federation's affairs, so he no longer needed to sit in the office every day stamping and signing documents.

He returned to those carefree days, only occasionally being exploited by Riko.

In the remaining time, apart from occasionally taking Fushiguro Megumi out for actual combat, he devoted almost all his energy to one thing.

Now he has finally succeeded.

A layer of white magical energy was slowly emanating from the open palm.

Reversal Technique - External Release.

In the original work, only three people are explicitly identified as possessing this ability: Shoko, Otoko Yuta, and Sukuna.

Now there is one more name on the list.

He finally did it.

In other words, the twin curse between Maki and Mai can be broken.

Duanmu Yan clasped his hands together, gathering the white light into his palms, and turned to walk towards the infirmary.

When the door to the infirmary was pushed open, Shoko was leaning against the window flipping through a medical journal.

She looked up, her long hair slipping down her shoulders.

Compared to the image of her with dark circles under her eyes and smoking that Duanmu Yan remembered, she now has long hair and looks much better.

Xia Youjie and Huiyuan are both still alive. She doesn't need to rely on cigarettes to pass the dull nights, even though she is still the top drinker in the college.

"It's rare for you to take the initiative to come see me. Is your back hurting again?"

Duanmu Yan cleared his throat twice. "It's not my waist."

He opened his palm. The white positive energy shone again, and the soft light reflected on his face. "It's the external release of the Reversal Technique. I've mastered it."

Shoko stared at the white light for a long time, then put down the list of medicines in her hand and leaned back in her chair.

When Duanmu Yan won back the sisters from the Zen Temple, he told her that he had a plan to lift the twin curse, which required two people who could reverse the spell.

"So you practiced it for Maki and Mai. That Twin Curse isn't just ordinary residual curse power; it's a real spell that's entangled in their bloodline. I've looked through all the old spell documents in my family, and there's no precedent for how to break it."

She paused, tapping her fingertips lightly on the table. "Besides, how old are they this year? Isn't it too early to do it now?"

Duanmu Yan shook his head.

He asked the system, and the sooner the system replied, the better.

The longer the cursed power remains in the body of the Heavenly One and the Cursed One, the more difficult it is to completely remove; as one ages, the total amount of cursed power will gradually increase, making separation even more difficult.

"We should finish this while it's still under control. Who can predict what the future holds?"

"Moreover, the sooner the curse is lifted, the better it will be for the sisters. Zhenyi feels very guilty for dragging her older sister into this."

Shoko looked at the quiet white magic power in Duanmu Yan's palm, then stood up and casually gathered her long hair behind her head into a low ponytail.

"Call them over."

Duanmu Yan nodded, took out his phone, and called Xia Youjie.

A moment later, Xia Youjie arrived with the sisters from the Zen temple.

They had already heard from Xia Youjie what they were going to do today.

Duanmu Yan squatted down in front of them, placed his hands on his knees, and looked at them at eye level.

"Next, your sister Shoko and I will untie those restraints for you. It might hurt a little. Are you scared?"

Maki shook her head rapidly, "Lord Duanmu, we're not afraid of pain."

Zhenyi shook her head as well, her eyes unwavering. "That's right, as long as it makes my sister stronger, I can endure it."

Duanmu Yan reached out and ruffled their hair. "You two are such good kids. We'll get back to you as soon as possible."

The Soul Release Blade and the Melting Scale Blade, which had fused with the Heavenly Reversal Blade, were already lying in the instrument tray next to it, having been wiped repeatedly by Glass with alcohol swabs.

Duanmu Yan stood up, solidified the white magical energy in his palm again, and exchanged a glance with Xiaozi.

The two walked to separate hospital beds, where the two sisters lay side by side, holding each other's hands.

Duanmu Yan raised his hand and gently sent a ball of crimson-gold flame into Maki and Mayi's bodies.

The Fire of Evolution contains positive life energy, but its function is to melt curses. It doesn't have much effect on curse power, but it can heal the two sisters.

Then he and Shoko released the Reversal Sorcerer. The two forces, one on the left and one on the right, wove a fine net within the twins' bodies, peeling away the cursed power that had been entangled in the gaps between their bones since birth, thread by thread.

The power of the curse is constantly being replenished, but although May and Maki share the same source of power, they are two individuals, so there will be a certain time difference between them.

What Duanmu Yan needs to do is take advantage of this interval to sever the curse between the two.

Duanmu Yan closed his eyes, and the Nawa Armor instantly merged with his body. The Molten Scale Blade fell into his right hand, and the Soul Release Blade fell into his left hand.

He poured his magical power into the Soul-Releasing Blade, closed his eyes, and immersed his senses completely in the invisible bond between the two sisters.

It was a chain woven from magical power, bound to their wrists since birth.

He could feel its shape: fine and tough, like a wire embedded in bone.

"Glass. Get ready." Duanmu Yan took a deep breath, and slowly raised the Soul Release Blade and the Scale Melting Blade.

In an instant, two swords slashed down.

The white magical power in Nitsuko's palm surged up simultaneously, instantly providing healing to the two sisters.

The two sisters turned pale at the same time. Mayi couldn't help but tremble, and Maki was also trembling, but she held her sister's hand even tighter.

He opened his eyes, removed his armor, and let out a long sigh of relief.

It's finally resolved.

Shoko withdrew her hands, and the white light in her palms gradually faded. She walked over and carefully checked the two sisters' heartbeats and breathing with a stethoscope.

Maki and Mai lay quietly on the hospital bed, their breathing even.

“It’s over.” Duanmu Yan gently placed his hand on Zhenxi’s forehead and then patted Zhenyi’s shoulder. “From today onwards, you are each other’s independent selves, and also each other’s best younger and older sisters.”

Maki opened her eyes, sat up in bed, and looked down at her palms.

A power I had never felt before surged through my veins; it wasn't magical power, but pure physical strength.

Her physical strength has increased at least fivefold. Based on preliminary estimates, her current attack power is no less than that of Haibara-sensei.

She raised her head and looked at Duanmu Yan with excited eyes.

"Lord Duanmu, I can feel the power within my body right now, and I'd like to try it out."

Duanmu Yan looked at her incredibly bright eyes and smiled slightly: "Okay."

He hadn't had a proper battle in a long time, and occasionally taking Hui out to deal with a few level-two cursed spirits was just like taking a walk after dinner.

The little girl in front of me—no, she should now be called the second-generation Heavenly Tyrant.

The complete form of Heaven and Curse is the same as that of Fuhe Shenr back then.

Although it's a tutorial match, it should serve as a nice dessert.

Chapter 167 The Second-Generation Tyrant

Duanmu Yan took the lead and walked towards the training ground, with Zhenxi following closely behind him, her steps lighter and faster than usual.

The training ground is paved with brand-new gray-white stone slabs, making it much more impressive than the old, bumpy ground from a few years ago.

After Duanmu Yan became the chairman of the federation, he allocated a large sum of money from the old guys' coffers to renovate the two colleges. The dormitories, canteens, and teaching buildings were all brand new, and the training grounds were expanded by a factor of two. Even the rest areas on the sidelines were equipped with sunshades and water dispensers.

Duanmu Yan took off his coat and draped it over the railing at the edge of the court, then turned to look at Maki.

"bring it on."

He did not summon armor, but simply spread his magical power evenly over his limbs.

Even without armor, his physical strength, enhanced solely by magical power, could reach a level of around eight fingers.

But he has to put the water down first.

Let's strengthen it with 0.5 level of incantation power. That's more than enough to deal with a twelve-year-old girl who has just awakened.

Maki stood opposite him, her hands clenched into fists, her center of gravity low.

The little girl was very nervous about her first battle with Duanmu Yan.

Even though she couldn't see the curse power, she could still feel an extremely strong sense of oppression.