Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer! Shikai, Eternally Fallen into Fengdu!

Not long after Sonic leaped into Centipede Elder’s mouth, a stream of flames erupted from within. He used Fire Release to burn his way from the creature’s head all the way to its tail.

Sonic had no way to deal with the acid inside Centipede Elder, which was potent enough to melt machinery. His destruction could only go so far.

Before long, the wounds burned open by Fire Release rapidly healed.

Sonic regretfully crawled out of its mouth and resolved to train Fire Release properly and learn more powerful Ninjutsu.

Tatsumaki’s lips curled upward. "I told you it was useless. This isn’t an ordinary Dragon-level Threat."

"Let me deal with it!"

Tatsumaki’s patience had reached its limit as well. She intended to directly crush Centipede Elder with her psychic power.

Chu Yang suddenly appeared and placed a hand on Tatsumaki’s head. "I told you, it’s experimental material."

Tatsumaki angrily slapped his hand away. "What a hassle. Do it yourself, then!"

Chu Yang stretched lazily. He simply did not trust Tatsumaki and was afraid she would act recklessly, so he decided to handle it himself.

With a grasp of his right hand, Fengdu silently appeared in Chu Yang’s hand. He swung his sword several times in succession, sending several utterly unremarkable sword energies toward Centipede Elder.

The sword energies pierced through Centipede Elder’s head, leaving cross-shaped wounds as they sliced all the way down to its tail.

It felt like slicing sashimi.

Centipede Elder died without a sound, causing not the slightest ripple.

Phoenix Man, who had been monitoring the House of Evolution from high in the sky, turned and flew away without looking back.

It flew at an extreme speed, its sonic booms deafening. It only wished it had another pair of wings.

Without Centipede Elder’s body blocking the way, sunlight spilled over the House of Evolution.

Saitama poked his head out from below and shouted, "Can I air out the blankets now?"

Chu Yang gave him an OK gesture.

"What was that just now?"

Tatsumaki was still stunned.

"Swordsmanship."

Chu Yang slowly descended back onto the windowsill.

"Why does he always know all these bizarre yet ridiculously powerful abilities?"

Tatsumaki found Chu Yang increasingly mysterious.

A moment later.

The artillery fire stopped, and the monsters outside had been wiped out by the Iron Man Legion.

The Monster Association’s attack this time felt more like a test. They had not sent many elite forces.

Or perhaps they believed Centipede Elder alone was enough to destroy the House of Evolution.

Chu Yang actually hoped they would come a few more times and deliver more materials to his doorstep, saving him the trouble of searching everywhere.

As for counterattacking the Monster Association.

Chu Yang did not think there was any need to rush.

It would be better to develop steadily for a while first. At this stage, he did not want to draw that "god’s" attention.

The more Chu Yang learned, the more obvious that "god’s" malice toward humanity became.

After dealing with Centipede Elder, the House of Evolution gained a brief period of peace, allowing Chu Yang to conduct his research without worry.

Jujutsu Kaisen world.

Star Religious Group.

"Just as you said, a woman dug up my grave, but she didn’t find my body."

"She was furious."

"That woman was Kenjaku?"

Suguru Geto sat on the sofa with a glass of red wine in hand, his expression dark.

"More accurately, it was Kenjaku’s body in the modern era."

Chu Yang sat at the bar opposite him, smiling playfully. "He’s been both father and mother, giving birth to a whole bunch of cursed wombs."

The more Suguru Geto listened, the more disgusted he felt. If he had truly died and been possessed by something like that, he would not rest in peace even as a ghost.

"What do we do next? Deal with Jujutsu High first, or those Cursed Spirits first?"

Suguru Geto looked at Chu Yang expectantly.

"No rush. Wait for them to show themselves. Their goal is to use the Prison Realm to seal Gojo Satoru."

"You want them to seal Gojo Satoru?"

"Don’t you?"

"It’s different for me and you. He knows I’m still alive, so he’ll definitely come to kill me."

"I don’t want to kill Senior Gojo. Even Senior Nanami would stand against me then. It would be better to finish what needs to be done while he’s in the Prison Realm."

"You’re surprisingly humane."

Suguru Geto suddenly laughed. His laughter grew louder and louder until tears came out. "The thing you want to do… it isn’t to kill all of Jujutsu High’s higher-ups, is it?"

Chu Yang grinned. "Why not?"

"Then maybe you really are insane." Suguru Geto shook his head. "Although Gojo Satoru once had a similar idea, he never acted on it."

Chu Yang poured himself a glass of wine and drained it in one gulp. "Enough joking around. How many of Ryomen Sukuna’s fingers did you find?"

Suguru Geto spread his hands. "Three. No matter how I searched, I couldn’t find the rest. Are you going to eat them now?"

Chu Yang shook his head. "I’ll save them and eat them all at once. Otherwise, it’s too troublesome. I don’t want to keep wasting time on that guy."

If Sukuna was not complete, Chu Yang’s domain, Death Struggle Corridor, could not obtain all of his abilities. Then there would be no point in the fight.

Although he could gain a little understanding of the other party’s domain, it was a drop in the bucket and not particularly useful.

Suguru Geto handed the sealed fingers to Chu Yang and said enviously, "I also want to fight the legendary King of Curses."

Chu Yang smiled. "You’ll have a chance in the future."

After obtaining the fingers, Chu Yang left the Star Religious Group.

Suguru Geto watched his departing figure, lost in thought.

The moment Chu Yang stepped outside, he received a call from Gojo Satoru.

"Where are you?"

"At a massage parlor."

"Young people really do have great bodies. Remember to bring me along next time."

"If you pay, I’ll consider it."

"You really are stingy. We’ve known each other this long, and you’ve never treated me once!"

"Senior, sorry. After being a corporate slave for too long, some instinctive reactions always linger."

"Enough nonsense. Come over. I need you for something."

Chu Yang took a taxi to Jujutsu High. Before he even reached the entrance, he saw Gojo Satoru’s annoyingly smug face, with a pink-haired kid standing beside him.

"As expected of Jujutsu High’s brightest rising star. Even the way you walk is so charming and handsome!"

Gojo Satoru started speaking sarcastically again.

Chu Yang could not be bothered with him. His gaze remained fixed on the boy beside him.

Yuji Itadori.

He had still become a Jujutsu Sorcerer…

Chu Yang sighed. Perhaps the inertia of fate was simply that powerful.

"Haha, do you know where I found this kid?"

"At the school where we fought!"

"There aren’t many Jujutsu Sorcerers these days who can awaken on their own."

Chu Yang said helplessly, "Senior, if you keep talking nonsense, I’m leaving."

Gojo Satoru flashed to Chu Yang’s side, hooked an arm around his neck, and whispered in his ear, "Don’t. Help me look after him and complete a mission while you’re at it."

"The reward is very generous."

At the mention of a generous reward, Chu Yang immediately perked up. "I don’t have many virtues, but I do love guiding juniors. If you don’t believe me, ask Yuta Okkotsu."

"I know! Little Yang is always so considerate!" Gojo Satoru laughed as he patted Chu Yang on the shoulder.

"The mission is at a movie theater."

"You have to take good care of him."

"Special Grade Jujutsu Sorcerer!"

"Yang."

Yuji was no longer Ryomen Sukuna’s vessel, so his enrollment did not attract much attention.

Those old men among the higher-ups had even less reason to deliberately make things difficult for him.

He was just like an ordinary student.

Just like in the original story, Yuji teamed up with Megumi Fushiguro and the others after entering Jujutsu High.

But he had yet to encounter any high-difficulty missions.

This supernatural incident at the movie theater was the most difficult case he had experienced so far.

A light rain drizzled without end.

Chu Yang and Yuji stood beneath umbrellas in front of a movie theater.

"Senior Nanami was supposed to guide you, but Gojo Satoru suddenly changed his mind…"

"Senior Yang, you seem to really dislike Teacher Gojo."

"That isn’t quite accurate. Disgusted would be more fitting, especially when he calls me by random nicknames."

"That really isn’t very good…"

The two chatted as they walked into the theater.

Because an extremely vicious incident had occurred, the theater had shut down. There was not a single person in sight.

The moment he pushed open the door, Chu Yang smelled an incredibly pungent stench.

The smell of a Cursed Spirit.

Cursed Energy traces covered the scene everywhere. The culprit had made no attempt to hide them.

This incident had been caused by a Special Grade Cursed Spirit named Mahito.

Mahito had been born from the hatred and fear between humans.

It looked like a young man in his twenties, with long blue hair and stitching lines covering its entire body, like a rag doll that had been patched together over and over.

The evil of Cursed Spirits was very pure, because they were born from negative emotions.

Mahito’s evil, however, was the kind of sick amusement that made people want to vomit.

It took pleasure in toying with others.

Its evil was closest to the ugliness inherent in humanity, placing the most hideous parts of human nature right before your eyes.

Mahito’s cursed technique was called "Idle Transfiguration."

By altering the shape of the soul, it could reshape the body.

When used on itself, it could maintain the shape of its soul and forcibly restore its body to its original state, effectively achieving self-healing.

Unless one could damage its soul, physical attacks were meaningless.

It sounded intimidating, but Chu Yang thought it was nothing special. As long as one’s Cursed Energy was powerful enough to constantly cover the soul, Mahito’s Idle Transfiguration would be completely useless.

Following the traces, Chu Yang and Yuji arrived at another exit of the movie theater.

The Cursed Spirit’s presence reached its peak at that moment.

Yuji suddenly turned around and saw a Cursed Spirit leap down from the roof toward them.

He coated both fists with Cursed Energy, preparing to fight the Cursed Spirit hand-to-hand.

Chu Yang stopped him.

"Senior, why are you holding me back? The Cursed Spirit is attacking!" Yuji shouted anxiously.

Chu Yang acted as though he had not heard him. He restrained Yuji and silently stood where he was.

Just as the Cursed Spirit was nearly face-to-face with them.

An ancient sword, entirely white with a faint azure tint from hilt to tip, suddenly appeared and floated before Chu Yang, blocking the Cursed Spirit’s attack.

The moment the Cursed Spirit’s hand touched Tianque, it let out a shrill scream that made their scalps crawl.

Why did it sound like a human screaming?

Yuji was startled by his own thought, his expression going blank.

Tianque bloomed with dazzling white light, enveloping the Cursed Spirit. Then something astonishing happened.

The Cursed Spirit slowly turned into a human…

"It’s a person?!!!"

Yuji was horrified.

The "Cursed Spirit" before them had been created by Mahito through twisting an ordinary person’s soul.

Tianque possessed the ability to correct souls and restore them to their original state.

Strictly speaking, it was not a Shikai ability, but an inherent trait of the sword itself.

Chu Yang had not yet fully mastered this Zanpakuto.

Fengdu and Tianque were both different from every Zanpakuto in the Soul Society.

Even Chu Yang, their owner, only had a vague understanding of them.

The victim who had turned back into a human was rapidly losing his life force. From the moment he became a Cursed Spirit, his death had been almost inevitable.

Yuji stepped forward and held him. The victim looked young, only a few years older than Yuji. Seeming to know that he was about to die, a look of relief appeared on his face.

"Thank you for freeing me from the pain…"

After saying that, his breathing gradually weakened until it disappeared.

"Why did this happen? Why did he become like this?"

Watching a life vanish before his eyes, the helplessness of it all drove Yuji out of control. He screamed hysterically at Chu Yang.

"This time, the cursed spirit we’re dealing with has the ability to alter the shape of souls."

"If you encounter him, remember to cover every part of your soul with Cursed Energy. That’s the only way to defend against his technique."

Chu Yang spoke softly.

"He was turned into this by a cursed spirit? Where is that cursed spirit? I’ll kill it!"

Yuji Itadori’s eyes were bloodshot.

Thud!

In the narrow alley, a trash can suddenly toppled over and slowly rolled to the two of them.

Yuji looked up and spotted another cursed spirit. He immediately charged forward.

"Was it you, you bastard?"

Yuji ran wildly through the rain, with nothing but the thought of punching it in his head.

Then…

Chu Yang suddenly appeared and kicked him away.

"Learn to observe calmly before you start throwing punches. Otherwise, sooner or later, you’ll die at the hands of a high-grade cursed spirit."

As Chu Yang reprimanded Yuji, he used Banshō Ten’in to pull the cursed spirit before him.

Tianque shone with white light once more.

The cursed spirit struggled and wailed in agony, then slowly reverted to human form within the white light, just like before.

Ignoring his pain, Yuji felt a surge of lingering fear. He had almost killed someone.

The victim was a girl. Her condition was much better than the boy’s from before. She had probably not been transformed into a cursed spirit for very long.

She could still be saved!

Chu Yang bent down and pressed a hand against her head, pouring life force into her.

The girl murmured unconsciously. Though she was asleep, the terror on her face only grew more intense.

Chu Yang sighed. The psychological trauma was so severe that even if she survived, she would be almost ruined.

With that thought, Chu Yang used magic to erase her memories of this incident.

During the process, Chu Yang saw the relationship between the two.

The boy and girl were a couple from a nearby university. They had come to this cinema for a weekend date, only to run into Mahito due to their bad luck.

The fragments concerning the boy vanished from her mind. In that instant, Chu Yang saw tears well up at the corners of her eyes.

"Senior, what are you doing?"

Having nearly made a terrible mistake, Yuji’s voice had grown much quieter.

"Erasing her memories," Chu Yang answered.

"Then why is she crying?"

Yuji asked in confusion.

"She forgot someone very important."

Chu Yang looked toward the boy’s corpse.

Yuji seemed to understand something. His fists suddenly clenched, and he gritted his teeth in anger.

Even without the memories, the fear would remain deep in the girl’s heart like an instinct. She would have to overcome it herself in the future.

Chu Yang picked up the girl and placed her in Yuji’s arms. "Contact Kiyotaka Ijichi and have him handle this properly."

Yuji nodded. Seeing Chu Yang about to leave, he immediately asked, "Senior, where are you going?"

Chu Yang’s tone was chilling.

"To take out the trash."

There was still the aura of a third cursed spirit at the scene. Chu Yang guessed it was Mahito, so he followed the lingering trail.

If the girl had not survived, Chu Yang would have brought Yuji along and taught him a lesson.

But now, he only wanted to smash the other party’s head into pieces.

Following the foul stench, Chu Yang arrived at an abandoned sewer.

Even the sewer’s own stench could not conceal the cursed spirit’s odor.

"This really is where trash belongs," Chu Yang said coldly.

"How rude. I rather like sewers."

With his flowing blue hair, Mahito could have charmed many young girls if not for the horrifying stitches across his face.

Mahito tilted his head and looked at Chu Yang with an innocent expression. "You found me so quickly. You must be a very powerful Jujutsu Sorcerer, right?"

"You must be a recently born cursed spirit. Under normal circumstances, any cursed spirit with even a little sense would run the moment it saw me."

Chu Yang snapped his fingers. The sewer exit suddenly collapsed, completely sealing off the only way out.

"You seem very confident. You even sealed the exit. What if you’re the one who dies?"

Mahito stared at Chu Yang and asked with great curiosity.

Chu Yang picked up a stone, coated it with Cursed Energy, and flicked it at Mahito. A sharp boom immediately rang through the air.

Bang!

Mahito had no time to react. One of his arms exploded outright.

"How about now?"

"Can I be a little confident now?"

Chu Yang showed a friendly smile.

Mahito’s expression turned grave. "You don’t seem to be an ordinary Jujutsu Sorcerer."

As he spoke, he spat out a bizarre-looking monster.

The monster’s body rapidly expanded.

It looked similar to the cursed spirits that had appeared in the cinema earlier. It was the form ordinary humans took after their souls had been altered.

Chu Yang gripped Tianque in his hand.

Sword light swept across.

The monster let out a scream and reverted to human form once more, but its life force quickly faded away.

Mahito’s pupils contracted.

That sword countered his ability!

His weapon can disrupt my ability. I’ll have to attack him directly.

Mahito gave up on using transfigured humans to overwhelm Chu Yang with numbers. Instead, he planned to alter Chu Yang’s soul directly once he got close.

Chu Yang noticed his intentions and used Banshō Ten’in to pull Mahito toward him.

Mahito was startled at first, then overjoyed!

The moment he touched Chu Yang’s body, he prepared to unleash Idle Transfiguration.

Chu Yang grabbed Mahito by the throat.

Mahito also grabbed Chu Yang’s arm, a triumphant smile appearing on his face.

"Hahaha! You’re about to taste despair!"

Mahito laughed madly and immediately activated Idle Transfiguration.

Chu Yang was smiling too.

A moment later.

There was no change whatsoever in Chu Yang’s appearance.

Mahito froze.

"Why… can you withstand my technique?"

"Your Cursed Energy can’t possibly be this powerful!"

"What grade Jujutsu Sorcerer are you?"

Mahito kept rambling, his expression gradually turning crazed.

"Special grade!"

Chu Yang grabbed his head and smiled. "I was just promoted not long ago. Please take care of me."

Mahito looked stunned.

The next second.

Chu Yang directly crushed his head and tossed him aside.

Mahito staggered to his feet. His wound was healing rapidly, and before long, his head had returned to normal.

Tianque could correct souls, but it could not interfere with Mahito maintaining his own soul’s shape.

With his head regrown, Mahito wore a smile. He seemed to know Chu Yang, and asked excitedly, "You’re Yang? Ryomen Sukuna’s new vessel?"

Chu Yang, who had been about to kill Mahito with a punch, suddenly put away his killing intent and studied him with interest.

Mahito knew him, which meant the cursed spirit group behind him knew him too.

Kenjaku knew that Chu Yang was Sukuna’s new vessel.

"Those damned higher-ups really tell them everything. I want to get rid of them more and more."

Chu Yang knew that the higher-ups of Jujutsu High had leaked the information to Kenjaku.

There was some kind of connection or deal between the two sides.

"If I kill you, will Ryomen Sukuna revive here?"

A glint of madness flashed through Mahito’s eyes. He pressed both hands against Chu Yang and continuously activated Idle Transfiguration.

Chu Yang looked at him coldly.

As his excitement faded and his reason gradually returned, Mahito finally sensed that something was wrong.

Chu Yang’s Cursed Energy was like an unshakable fortress. It could not be moved in the slightest, much less penetrated deeply enough to affect his soul.

"I was going to kill you directly, but now I need your memories."

"Domain Expansion."

"Death Struggle Corridor."

In a daze, the scenery around them changed drastically. Chu Yang and Mahito stood in the middle of a corridor with no end in sight.

Mahito was initially horrified, but then his expression became strange.

He felt his strength surge, nearly increasing tenfold.

What kind of domain made its enemy stronger?

"Hahahaha, interesting! This is far too interesting! There’s actually such a boring domain in this world?!"

Mahito slapped his thigh and laughed hysterically.

"A tenfold boost? Not bad luck."

Chu Yang was even happier than Mahito. If Mahito received a tenfold boost, then Chu Yang would receive ten times the gains after winning.

The greater the cost, the greater the reward.

Those were the rules of the Death Struggle Corridor.

"Since that’s the case, I can’t let your kindness go to waste."

"Domain Expansion."

"Self-Embodiment of Perfection!"

With his confidence soaring from the tenfold boost, Mahito directly deployed his domain inside Chu Yang’s domain.

The clash between the domains was not as intense as he had imagined, making Mahito feel that his domain had "overpowered" Chu Yang’s.

"Within this domain, my Idle Transfiguration can activate without touching the body. I wonder if you can withstand Idle Transfiguration at ten times its strength?"

With that, Mahito continuously activated his technique and watched expectantly for Chu Yang to transform.

The tenfold Idle Transfiguration truly made Chu Yang feel some pressure.

This time, not only Tianque, but even Fengdu was stirred. It appeared of its own accord to protect Chu Yang.

One black and one white sword light circled Chu Yang, like the endless alternation of sun and moon.

Suddenly.

Chu Yang felt something stir within him. He reached out and gripped Fengdu, softly uttering twelve words that rang deafeningly in Mahito’s ears.

"Below Yomi, above the netherworld, fall forever into Fengdu."

Only today did Chu Yang speak Fengdu’s release command. Before this, he had only had a vague understanding of Fengdu’s abilities.

As the release command was spoken, Fengdu gave off a terrifying aura and became even more spiritually connected to Chu Yang.

Mahito’s heart pounded violently. Fengdu’s appearance filled him with an invisible fear.

"Ghost Gate."

Just as when he had first used "Yomi," Chu Yang softly called out two words.

An ancient gate suddenly appeared behind Mahito.

Scenes of hell were carved upon the gate, grotesque and terrifying, similar to the Hell Gate from the Bleach world.

Mahito turned around.

The Ghost Gate flew open!

Countless ghostly hands reached out from the other side and grabbed Mahito’s body.

An enormous fear rose within him, making Mahito lose his usual composure.

He frantically activated Idle Transfiguration, yet he still could not stop the ghostly hands from dragging him into the Ghost Gate.

Amid shrill howls, Mahito vanished completely.

After Mahito was devoured by the Ghost Gate, Chu Yang gained all of his abilities, along with some fragmented memories.

In those memories, Chu Yang saw a golden beach, where a group of cursed spirits lay on chairs sunbathing like humans.

Among them, the most eye-catching was a woman with a faint scar on her forehead.

Kenjaku.

Having failed to obtain Suguru Geto’s body, Kenjaku was still residing in the body of his previous host.

And in Mahito’s memories at that moment, Kenjaku and the cursed spirits were discussing Suguru Geto.

"Geto Suguru was clearly killed by Gojo Satoru. Where exactly is his corpse?"

"Could it be that Gojo Satoru never killed Geto Suguru at all?"

"The two of them were very close. It’s possible that Gojo Satoru let Geto Suguru go."

"Gojo Satoru isn’t the indecisive type. Things had already gone that far; there was no reason for him not to kill Geto Suguru."

"Now, it seems there’s only one possibility…"

"Someone stole Geto Suguru’s corpse before we could get to it."

"Who could it have been? Didn’t anyone from Jujutsu High notify you?"

"My relationship with them is a transaction, not that of master and servant. They won’t do anything unless there’s something in it for them."

In the original storyline, Kenjaku only began working with this group of Special Grade Cursed Spirits after taking over Geto Suguru’s body.

But now, the two sides had become allies ahead of time, and their relationship appeared even closer.

After talking for a long while, Kenjaku and the others finally brought up the Prison Realm.

"Without Geto Suguru’s corpse, are we still carrying out that plan?"

"We can deal with Geto Suguru’s corpse later. We can’t waste the Sukuna’s fingers we collected with so much effort."

"Jujutsu High has already created a new vessel. I heard he’s quite troublesome to deal with."

"No matter how troublesome he is, he isn’t Gojo Satoru. For us, the only one we need to treat cautiously is Gojo Satoru."

"Capturing him alive and sealing Gojo Satoru can be carried out at the same time."

Jogo and the other Cursed Spirits kept talking among themselves. Only Kenjaku remained silent; his ultimate objective differed from that of the Cursed Spirits.

The Cursed Spirits hoped that Ryomen Sukuna, the King of Curses, would descend upon the world once more and lead them in creating a brand-new world.

Kenjaku, however, had always been doing everything for himself.

In order to achieve his goal of optimizing Cursed Energy, Kenjaku had set his sights on Tengen’s technique, which allowed continual evolution.

And to obtain that technique, he first had to acquire Geto Suguru’s Cursed Spirit Manipulation.

The secret art of Cursed Spirit Manipulation—Maximum: Uzumaki—could extract a Cursed Spirit’s technique and transfer it to the caster, allowing them to possess multiple techniques.

However, techniques obtained this way could not be improved. Their power would remain limited to the original owner’s level.

Besides Cursed Spirits, beings similar to Cursed Spirits could also become targets.

Compared to humans, Tengen’s existence truly leaned more toward that of a Cursed Spirit.

Before obtaining Maximum: Uzumaki, Kenjaku was unwilling to take risks. Even if he successfully trapped Gojo Satoru inside the Prison Realm, it would only be a waste of time to him.

But the awkward part was that if he voiced his opposition now, his alliance with the Cursed Spirits would immediately come to an end.

Kenjaku could only settle for the next best thing.

"Without Geto Suguru’s identity to help us, sealing Gojo Satoru will be difficult. Why not focus our attention on that vessel first?"

"As far as I know, that person has always acted alone. Gojo Satoru is not by his side."

"We can choose to revive Ryomen Sukuna first."

Kenjaku understood Ryomen Sukuna’s temperament very well. The other party would only bring chaos, not lead the Cursed Spirits in creating a new world.

But what did that have to do with him?

Let there be chaos. He could take advantage of it to do what he needed.

Kenjaku’s mind was filled with Geto Suguru. He could not be bothered with anything else.

Jogo was the first to nod, saying that he could accomplish this alone.

He did not even take Gojo Satoru seriously, much less other Jujutsu Sorcerers.

Mahito had been sunbathing nearby, a mocking smile on his lips. The memory ended there.

Perhaps even Mahito itself had never expected that before Jogo encountered Chu Yang, it would be the first to enter the Demon Gate.

Chu Yang rubbed his chin.

Since those Cursed Spirits had made him their target, he might as well play along and give them an opportunity. It would be the perfect chance to take the Sukuna’s fingers from them.

After watching Mahito’s memories, Chu Yang smashed open the blocked exit with one punch and walked out.

The rain had stopped.

The sky had cleared again.

Standing beneath the sunlight, Chu Yang glanced back at the dark sewer. Mahito was buried there, along with many more innocent ordinary people.

Chu Yang took out his phone and notified Jujutsu High’s assistant supervisor to come handle the aftermath.

However, once he made that call, Kenjaku would soon learn that Mahito had been taken out by him.

Not long afterward, Kiyotaka Ijichi arrived with Yuji Itadori.

"Senior, did you get rid of that Cursed Spirit?" Yuji asked anxiously.

Chu Yang nodded and asked, "How is the girl doing?"

"She’s stable for now. We’ve already sent her home, but she seems to have no memory of what happened during that time."

"Yuji told me that you erased her memories. According to regulations, Jujutsu Sorcerers are not allowed to use cursed techniques on ordinary people at will."

"Mr. Yang, this counts as a violation of the rules…"

Kiyotaka Ijichi’s voice was calm, like a robot automatically reciting a response.

Yuji immediately grew anxious after hearing that and hurriedly said, "How can that be? Senior Yang clearly did nothing wrong. If that girl’s memories hadn’t been erased, how was she supposed to live the rest of her life?"

Kiyotaka Ijichi stood beneath the sunlight, his glasses reflecting the light so brightly that it made Chu Yang a little uncomfortable. Chu Yang waved a hand and said impatiently, "So?"

Kiyotaka Ijichi smiled. "So, I don’t intend to report this matter to the higher-ups. I believe you did nothing wrong. I only hope you’ll be more careful next time."

Chu Yang smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

Yuji also realized that he had wronged Kiyotaka Ijichi. His face instantly turned red, and he scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Although this matter won’t be reported, you still need to tell me about the process of eliminating the Cursed Spirit."

"May I ask what grade the source of this incident was?"

Following procedure, Kiyotaka Ijichi began asking Chu Yang for the details.

"A Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Mahito."

"It had a human appearance and the ability to think. Its personality is hard to describe, and its specific technique ability was…"

Chu Yang told him everything he could, allowing Kiyotaka Ijichi to record it for the archives and send it to Jujutsu High’s archive repository.

Countless records on Cursed Spirits were stored there, most of them Cursed Spirits that Jujutsu High had eliminated.

If similar Cursed Spirits appeared in the future, those who came after could use this information to find ways to deal with them.

As he listened to Chu Yang recount the entire process, Yuji’s scalp went numb. He asked himself what he could have done if he had encountered such a Cursed Spirit.

There was no answer.

Without Sukuna, Yuji, who had only just become a student of Jujutsu High, would have had no way to deal with it at all. The thought left him feeling somewhat dejected.