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

He suppressed his anger and turned his attention to another area: "Wasn't it agreed that we would lure Gojo Satoru away? Why is he showing up at the exchange meeting?"

Princess Yao was nestled in a nearby palm tree, fiddling with her broken feathers that hadn't fully grown back yet.

Upon hearing his question, it flapped its wings sharply, its voice full of displeasure: "We did release a massive amount of magical power in the Osaka area. Given that scale, there's no reason why Gojo Satoru wouldn't have noticed it."

"We waited there for a long time, but we didn't even see a shadow of him. In the end, a woman and a young man came instead. It was as if the other party had seen through our every move."

They saw right through me.

The real man's face slowly darkened, his thoughts racing as he went through everyone who might have leaked the information in his mind.

The spirits cannot betray each other; they are companions who exist for the same goal.

That cold-blooded guy only had Su Nuo in his head and wouldn't stoop to playing such two-faced tricks.

As for the loach, it is said that the fish is small and delicate, with a strong, round shape and a delicate, round shape. It is said that the fish is small and delicate, with a strong, round shape and a delicate, round shape.

So... there's only one answer left.

He turned his gaze to the silent figure beside him who had returned with him, gritted his teeth, and squeezed out each word slowly and deliberately: "You are a double agent, Yukichi."

Chapter 263 Here I come!

(Sorry, I was busy studying and forgot to post this.)

Kokichi met the real man's cold gaze without even lifting his eyelids, a hint of undisguised mockery on his lips.

He didn't offer an explanation, nor did he need one.

The real person's arm twisted and deformed in an instant, transforming into a giant pair of bone scissors, the blades humming in the air.

He took a step forward, but heard Kaori Itadori's calm voice behind him: "Stop, Masato. Don't forget, you've made a bond with him. If you want to kill him, you'd better fulfill your agreement first."

The real man's face grew increasingly ashen.

He withdrew the bone scissors and instead reached out his hand, intending to heal Yukichi's body first and then kill him immediately, but Louhu spoke again: "Master, don't do it here. I'm afraid that after this guy dies, those people from the High School can find this place and take him to other places."

Kaori Itadori nodded upon hearing this, her hands already forming the starting stance for a teleportation array: "That's right, I'll use the teleportation array to send you somewhere else right now. I'll also set up a barrier nearby to prevent the magic power of the battle from being detected."

The man turned his head, the coldness on his face melting away, replaced by a cheerful expression: "That would be perfect."

The teleportation array lit up beneath the three of them, and with a flash of white light, they vanished from the beach.

After a flash of white light, the three of them appeared in a remote, uninhabited mountain forest.

Kaori Itadori took two steps back, giving the space to Masato, "Then I'll leave the rest to you, Masato."

The madness in the eyes of the real person intensified under the catalysis of her words, and an extremely bright smile bloomed on that face covered with stitches.

"Then leave it to me. I'm going to turn this guy into a maggot, and then have Hisahito Itadori kill him in the battle. Wouldn't that be a wonderful ending? Hahaha."

"You ugly freak, do you really think you can do that?" Kokichi retorted without any politeness.

The smile in Zhenren's eyes vanished instantly, leaving only pure ruthlessness.

He stared at Yukichi for several seconds, then slowly spoke, his voice as cold as water seeping from beneath ice: "Ugly monster, that word is more fitting to describe your riddled soul. Once I heal you, I'll kill you immediately."

He raised his hand and gently placed it on Kokichi's head, saying, "Transformation through non-action."

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Yukichi's body recovered rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye. The skin that had been soaked in the medicine for many years became smooth and intact again. His legs and right arm, which originally had to be maintained by machinery, regenerated within seconds.

Duanmu Yan's Flame Overlay Reversal Technique can at most maintain him in a state where he is not corrupted by the outside world. In comparison, the ability of Wuwei Transformation to directly reshape the body according to the soul form is simply a divine skill.

It's no wonder that Su Ai Su Xiang Chun Mang was so blatant.

After planning for so many years, one of her most important goals was to transform the technique through non-action.

Although she also wanted Xia Youjie's spell spirit manipulation technique, she could only choose one from among many top-level spell spirits. This skill, which could directly touch the soul and assimilate all of humanity with Tianyuan, was an indispensable key to her plan.

However, she must suppress her desire for now; she needs to wait until the real person has fully grown up.

The real man withdrew his hand and turned to walk towards Itadori Kaori.

Behind him, Kokichi was busy clenching his fists and stretching his wrists, carefully examining every new growth.

His expression did not show the ecstasy of regaining his full health; instead, it was quite calm, with only a barely perceptible hint of joy in the depths of his eyes.

"Disgusting, acting like a bored adult." The real person glanced back at him, a slight smile playing on his lips, his tone carrying a hint of cruel anticipation, "Aren't you going to properly admire your new body?"

Kokichi let out a soft breath, his tone calm: "We can only cheer in peace after we've dealt with you all."

He raised his hands and clapped them gently. The two mechanical legs and one mechanical arm that had previously detached from him quickly reassembled under his puppet manipulation, forming three small mechanical pellets that rushed straight towards the real man.

"Miss Itadori, don't interfere! I'm going to properly modify this guy and turn him into a complete toy..."

The man's crazed voice rang out. He was already seething with anger and had nowhere to vent it. This reckless human had delivered himself right to his doorstep, making him the perfect punching bag.

He flexed his wrists, preparing to raise his hand and deal with the three little creatures in front of him.

A blinding white light engulfed his vision in the next instant.

The three mechanical pellets detonated simultaneously, and the shockwave, carrying metal fragments, exploded in all directions, shearing a large section of the surrounding trees in half.

The man stood still, the shockwave of the explosion piercing through his body, but his expression remained unchanged.

How could a physical attack possibly harm him?

Without a blow to the soul, he will never die.

He slowly turned his head to look at Yukichi, who was standing not far away, his heterochromatic pupils reflecting a cold killing intent.

The real man laughed wildly as he charged toward Yukichi, his five fingers spread wide, his fingertips almost touching the other's skin.

As long as I can meet him, everything will be over.

"It's over!" he shouted, laughing.

He stood there with Kokichi, a slight smile playing on his lips.

He still has one trump card he hasn't summoned yet: his most powerful ultimate machine gun, which is currently hidden underground in this forest.

That was an ultimate ace that the principal himself had rated as being capable of fighting against a Special Grade player.

But there's no need to use it now.

Someone had promised to protect him. He firmly believed it, because that person was the one he respected most.

Just before Makoto's fingertips were about to touch Yukichi, a figure descended from the sky and steadily blocked Yukichi's path.

The real person placed their hand on the other person's chest, and the other person subconsciously initiated the transformation of non-action.

The transformation of inaction does indeed possess the ability to kill, but only if the target does not defend against it with magical power.

Even Nanami, who didn't even know how to create a simple domain in the original work, was able to defend against it with pure spell power, while Duanmu Yan's spell power was dozens of times greater than Nanami's.

The master's technique was like a mud ox sinking into the sea, failing to cause even the slightest ripple within him.

Duanmu Yan looked down at him, his tone as calm as if stating a fact that had already happened: "It's my turn now."

"No!" The boy cried out, his voice trembling. He looked up, his voice trembling, his voice trembling. "No!" he cried. The boy's voice was a sharp, piercing cry. He looked up, his voice trembling, his voice trembling. The boy's voice was a sharp, piercing cry ...

Why do her plans always go wrong?

In her despairing gaze, Duanmu Yan reached out, grabbed Zhenren by the neck, lifted him off the ground, and slammed him heavily into the ground.

The ground exploded instantly, with a real human body as the point of impact.

The cracks spread wildly in all directions at a speed imperceptible to the naked eye, quickly covering an area of ​​nearly a hundred meters in radius.

Immediately afterwards, countless orange-red flames erupted from these cracks, filling each fissure into veins of scorching lava.

The entire forest was twisted and deformed by the high temperature, and the trees were vaporized directly before they could even burn.

Then they shot into the sky simultaneously. A huge mushroom cloud rose in this deep mountain forest, and the shockwave, carrying high temperatures, engulfed all the surrounding trees, rocks, and soil.

The explosion was precisely contained within a hundred meters, but within that range, nothing was spared.

As the smoke slowly dissipated, a huge crater nearly 100 meters wide and tens of meters deep appeared at the center of the explosion.

In the very center of this inferno, only two patches of ground remained intact: the small patch of land beneath Duanmu Yan's feet, and the solitary earthen pillar behind him and Xingji.

Chapter 264 Let's Make a Deal

Duanmu Yan released his grip.

As the smoke cleared, only the head remained in the man's hand, his heterochromatic pupils still holding the fear of impending death.

He showed mercy... not out of kindness, but because the real man was still useful.

After all, many sorcerers have scars or disabilities, and Wuwei has transformed this ability to heal these people, which is truly wonderful.

Jay will probably really like this cursed spirit.

He held the real person's head up to his face, looked at Kaori Itadori before him, and said, "You can exchange the finger of Sukuna in my hand for this. You know what to do."

He learned that the Tartars had taken advantage of his position and were now using force to attack him.

Without this key, all her plans are just castles in the air. So she will definitely come.

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She took a deep breath, suppressing the anger and resentment surging in her chest. "So, after the transaction is completed, how am I supposed to hand the finger over to you? And how can I guarantee that you won't immediately kill the real person after you get the finger?"

"You can decide the time and place of the transaction." Duanmu Yan took out a business card from his pocket and casually tossed it to her.

The business card spun and flew towards the fisherman. Just as he reached out to catch it, his arm suddenly sank downwards.

A terrifying magical force was compressed onto the thin piece of paper, causing her fingertips to tremble slightly and her fingers to make a soft cracking sound. She gritted her teeth and caught the business card steadily, her fingers almost numb from the residual magical force.

She stared at Duanmu Yan, her eyes filled with apprehension. Come to think of it, the last time she truly clashed with this guy was over a decade ago during the Land God incident.

His strength was already considerable back then, but it was definitely not as outrageous as it is now.

This guy is several times stronger than he was back then, no, more than that.

She held the business card in her hand, and after a moment nodded. Her voice was calm, but she emphasized each word: "The time will be the last day of October, and the location will be Shibuya, the busiest area in Tokyo. With so many people there, I'll feel safer."

"Yes," Duanmu Yan replied without hesitation.

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After she walked away, Yu Xingji jumped down from the earthen pillar behind Duanmu Yan and walked to his side.