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

Xia Youjie shook his head helplessly and pulled his hands out of his sleeves. "How did this get me involved?"

Even so, he walked over to Gojo Satoru, raised one hand, and the black mist of the cursed spirit within his body overflowed from his palm, beginning to condense and rotate above his head.

His body is much more honest than his mouth.

Gojo Satoru burst into laughter, his laughter sounding particularly hearty on this repeatedly ravaged wasteland.

"This is a long-awaited competition! It's time for me to be the victor!"

A pinkish-purple orb of light, shining brightly, appeared between his fingers.

The space around the sphere of light began to distort, light rays were stretched into arcs and fell towards the center of the sphere, and even space and sound were absorbed.

He suppressed his smile and began chanting the incantation: "...Spell forward rotation · Azure, spell reverse rotation · He...Void spell · Zi!"

Duanmu Yan raised the Heaven and Earth Thunder Sword high, and the four elemental runes on the sword body simultaneously lit up. Centered on the sword tip, the surrounding natural elements converged on the sword body like a tide.

The entire world instantly darkened, and daylight was suppressed into the color of dusk.

"Wu, don't speak too confidently. Don't underestimate my ultimate armor! I will represent justice in the world, Yatalisley... Heaven and Earth Slash!"

The black mist above Xia Youjie's head spun faster and faster, and the black shadow of the cursed spirit surged and hissed in the mist, condensing into a huge, pitch-black vortex.

His sleeves fluttered wildly from the power of the spell, his bangs were blown back, and his face showed a mixture of resentment and excitement that he rarely showed to others.

"While I may not be as good as the two of you, don't underestimate me! Extreme Vortex!"

Three attacks simultaneously slammed into Mo Xuluo.

Moxu Luo stood still, its wounds having completely healed in the brief interval.

As it watched the three unfathomable waves of magical energy crashing down upon it simultaneously, a look of near bewilderment appeared on its featureless face.

Can it really adapt to this?

Family members, can it survive?

The Demon Void Luo bore a weight that it should not have had to bear at its age.

It's just an ordinary, cute demon, does it really need to use these three powerful moves? Isn't this the kind of treatment only the King of Curses gets?

If there were a person or shikigami capable of withstanding all three of these powerful attacks simultaneously, even the King of Curses could be treated like a football.

It was relieved; it turned out it was also a master comparable to the King of Curses.

Soon, three beams of light of different colors covered it, and it calmly opened its arms.

The next moment, only the charred half of Mo Xuluo's figure remained, slowly dissipating into the air.

Chapter 182 True Pampering Enlightenment

Duanmu Yan removed his armor, wiped a few drops of sweat from his forehead, and let out a long breath: "Phew, what a closely fought battle. I don't think I'll forget you until tomorrow, the strongest shikigami."

Gojo Satoru lowered his hands, put his hands on his hips, and laughed loudly: "Hahaha, I am the winner! All three attacks hit Moxu Luo at the same time, but my Void Style dealt about 40% of the damage, while the other two each dealt 30%. So, I won this match!"

After he finished speaking, he immediately started dancing an unknown celebratory dance on the spot. The movements were somewhat similar to the lucky dance performed by the staff at a dessert shop when it opened, but even more flamboyant. Combined with his face, it was hardly an elegant sight.

Duanmu Yan guessed that it was a celebration dance for the opening of some dessert shop.

Xia Youjie stood to the side, spread his hands, glanced helplessly at Duanmu Yan, and said in a low voice, "You really spoil Wu."

Gojo Satoru couldn't hear the sound, so it didn't reach them, but he did hear it. Before Duanmu Yan announced the name of the move, he clearly paused for a moment, then swallowed back the move he was about to shout and replaced it with Yatalis Heaven and Earth Slash.

Although that move was impressive, it was clearly not Duanmu Yan's strongest trump card.

Duanmu Yan shrugged and looked at Gojo Satoru, who was still gesturing wildly over there.

"Let him win this once. Look how happy the kid is."

The two were chatting when, from a dark mass nearby, Fushiguro Megumi emerged from the shadows. Tamaguro and Tamaguro Shiro were clinging to his calves on either side, but they were trembling terribly, probably frightened by the curse power output from the three of them just now.

Duanmu Yan squatted down, patted the black dog's head, and said to Hui, "You saw it in the shadows just now, right? To subdue Mo Xu Luo, you need at least the strength of a special-grade expert. I'm not trying to scare you, this is a real requirement."

Gojo Satoru, standing beside him, raised a finger and added, "And you also need your own trump card, the kind that's incredibly powerful, like the final finishing move we used. Without a killer move of that caliber, you simply can't subdue this shikigami."

Fushiguro Megumi stood frozen in place.

Should we let him unleash that level of attack?

Just now, hiding in the shadows, he felt difficulty breathing simply from the immense magical energy fluctuations outside, so powerful they were enough to distort the heavens.

The jade dog lay motionless at his feet, its fur standing on end, and it was still trembling.

He felt as if he were carrying a mountain on his shoulders.

Xia Youjie walked over, bent down, and gently placed his palm on Hui's head.

“You don’t need to take on such a heavy burden right now. We are still here in the world of sorcery, and those cursed spirits can’t cause any trouble. You have plenty of time to grow slowly, so don’t rush. No one in history has been able to subdue this shikigami with the ten shadow spells, so you don’t need to make things difficult for yourself.”

"You just need to be yourself and live a happier life..."

Hui nodded, somewhat disappointed.

Duanmu Yan comforted him, "You're still young. Who can predict the future?"

Suddenly, his cell phone rang in his pocket.

He took it out and saw that it was a call from the principal of Leyan Temple.

He gestured to the group and walked aside to answer the call.

Leyan Temple spoke in his usual methodical manner, saying that there was something he needed to discuss with him in person.

Duanmu Yan agreed and pondered for a moment after hanging up the phone.

For the old principal, who is usually reluctant to reach out to him, to personally call him, it must be a significant event.

He put his phone back in his pocket and was about to summon Tōna to take everyone back when Wōjō Sō preemptively raised his hand and announced, "I'll take them. I've recently mastered a method to teleport with others. Let's all go back together and avoid being caught in the wind in the sky."

His tone carried a hint of pride, clearly indicating his satisfaction with his breakthrough.

Duanmu Yan lowered his hand, which had been touching the summoner, and looked at Gojo Satoru's confident face. "How long have you been training?"

"three times."

"...You dare to bring people after only three times?"

"You are questioning the greatest genius."

Before he could refuse a second time, Gojo Satoru had already opened his arms.

The next second, only a large crater remained on the wasteland, telling the story of what had just happened.

……

Gao Zhuanzhuan's teleportation landing point was quite accurate, and the group appeared steadily under the torii gate.

Unfortunately, his skill level was not very good; as soon as Fushiguro Megumi appeared, he leaned against a nearby tree and started vomiting.

Riko was sitting on the stone steps waiting for them. When she heard the noise, she looked up and her gaze swept over everyone else, locking onto Duanmu Yan.

"Welcome back. How was your day? Was that legendary strongest shikigami any good?"

"Impressive, but the three of us each took a hit and reduced it to only half its original size," Duanmu Yan said as he sat down next to her and took the water glass she offered.

Gojo Satoru peeked over from the side, a smug look on his face: "To correct you, I accounted for 40% of the total, and the other two each accounted for 30%. So today's MVP is..."

“It’s you, it’s you.” Xia Youjie patted his shoulder, his tone tinged with helplessness, then turned to Fu Heihui.

Fushiguro Megumi had just finished vomiting and was now sitting on the back of the Jade Dog.

"Hui, go back and get some rest. Remember to summarize what you've learned today. The ten shadow spells weren't learned by brute force, but by figuring them out on your own."

Fushiguro Megumi nodded, and then was carried by the dog towards the dormitory.

Gojo Satoru stretched and turned to wander towards his room. "I had a fight and danced, so I'm exhausted. Remember to call me for dinner tonight, Jetsu. What's on the menu at the cafeteria tonight?"

"Go look at the menu yourself."

"Can you help me decide? I want to eat fried pork chop."

The two walked away, bickering.

Before leaving, Xia Youjie glanced back at Duanmu Yan, who nodded at him, indicating that he didn't need to worry.

Only Duanmu Yan and Li Zi remained on the stone steps.

Riko pulled his hand over and placed it on her knee to check for any wounds. She only let go after checking and finding nothing wrong.

"Tired?"

"Not tired. By the way, Principal Leyan Temple just called and said he has something to discuss with me in person. I have to go to his office later."

Riko nodded. "Then you go first. I'll bring you food from the cafeteria tonight. What do you want to eat?"

I'll eat whatever you bring.

"Then I'll bring natto."

"...except for natto."

Riko laughed and gave him a nudge on the shoulder.

"Go on, go on, don't keep them waiting."

Duanmu Yan stood up and walked towards the office building.

Chapter 183 Another Heaven and Curse

In the office, Leyan Temple had been sitting in his chair for quite some time.

Duanmu Yan pushed open the door and entered. The two greeted each other and sat down facing each other.

Across the desk, Duanmu Yan noticed that the old principal was sitting uprighter than usual, with his cane resting horizontally on his knees, as if he were hiding something from him.

"Old man, when was the last time we met?"

"It was during the first federation meeting after the Lunar New Year."

Leyan Temple recalled, "It's been four months already."

“Time flies.” Duanmu Yan leaned back in his chair, tapped his fingers lightly on the table twice, then looked up and cut to the chase, “You’ve come to see me this time because of something important, haven’t you? You never make a special trip for trivial matters.”

Leyan Temple remained silent for a long time.