Chapter 40 Assassination x Training
When Moth Masakado heard that he was going to see Fuheishen, he frowned.
"Are you sure you want to find him? His reputation in the world of sorcery isn't very good."
Gojo Satoru asked curiously, "Who has a good reputation?"
The moth choked on the truth and avoided the topic.
"Since you can find people yourselves, then go ahead if you want. Be careful on the road."
Gojo Satoru put his arm around Yuya Kojima, and his closeness inevitably stirred up Natsumi Yuuki, and the three of them jostled each other.
"Don't worry, teacher. The three of us together are the strongest."
Night Moth was still worried, so he added, "The three of you are currently restricted in your movements, so you need to be more vigilant. The Heavenly Tyrant has killed many sorcerers, and his promise to help you may have ulterior motives."
"If he doesn't behave, we will fight back."
It was Yuya Ozawa who spoke.
"Our lives are the most important thing."
He had promised Dazai that he would celebrate his 100th birthday with him.
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The day agreed upon by Fuhesh was two days later.
Since he had some ideas in mind, he should give it a try, regardless of whether it would succeed, and make the most thorough preparations.
After all, he wasn't a good person either.
These past two days have been tough for Xiao Luyou. The three of them are always together, and with just a movement of his two hands, he can restrain the other two.
When eating or changing clothes, two other people have to help.
They've developed an unnecessary level of understanding—for example, if Yuya frowns, the other two know he needs to go to the bathroom or something.
"Today we can finally get out of this situation."
Yuya Kojima raised his hand, and Gojo Satoru and Natsumi helped him put on his clothes.
"If Fuheishener wanted to kill us, what would Youye do?" Xia Youjie asked casually as he straightened Xiaolu Youye's clothes.
"Kill him."
Gojo Satoru: "Won't you soften your heart because of the child?"
Yuya Ogawa said, "I'm still a child."
Fuheshel has children in his family, and he also has children in his family—more than one.
No matter what happens, he has to make sure he survives.
The location of Fuhesheldin was very remote, on a low mountain where few people went.
As Xiao Lu Youye climbed, his face became contorted with rage. He had almost collapsed from exhaustion on his first day at the college: "Why does he have to choose a place on the mountain?"
Xia Youjie saw the spirit that had scouted ahead return: "The spirit said there was no one else around."
"Have you seen Fuheshchen?"
"No."
Xia Youjie's tone carried a hint of disgust: "Although Fu Heishen has zero spell power, in exchange, his physical strength far surpasses that of ordinary people."
"His five senses have been enhanced to an unprecedented degree, and he can see cursed spirits with the naked eye. If he wants to, it's normal for him to hide from us."
Gojo Satoru shook his finger: "He promised us but is still avoiding us, which means his motives are not simple."
[Six Eyes] detected something different, and Gojo Satoru's voice instantly turned cold: "Jay!"
Gojo Satoru hugged Yuya Kojima's waist, and he and Natsuyu Jie jumped back at the same time.
The two of them instantly lifted Yuya into the air, his legs unable to touch the ground.
Yuya Kojiro also realized something was wrong, and despite the discomfort, he was being helped up: "Behind you!"
The three of them lowered their heads at the same time, and the cold, gleaming blades almost grazed their scalps.
The vines burst forth from the ground, like a giant, writhing python with its claws outstretched. The sound of them cutting through the air was terrifying. The blade didn't stop; the wielder twisted his wrist and slashed directly down at Yuya's forehead.
If he is struck, he will surely die.
"Spell Reversal - 'Hercules'."
The immense repulsive force ignited the air, blasting the knife-wielding man a great distance.
The person made a few agile turns in the air and landed lightly.
Compared to his usual lazy demeanor, he now exuded an undeniable sharp killing intent. With his broadsword slung over his shoulder, he showed no sign of disappointment despite his failed attack.
After all, it has six eyes, and it is a spellcaster.
Even with limited mobility, they're not so easy to kill, but that's what makes it challenging.
(Yuya Ozawa: ? What about me?)
"Fukuguro Jinji, you promised to call us here just to kill us?" Gojo Satoru's expression was unreadable, and the curse power around him was also calm.
Fuheshchen scratched his forehead: "That's not how it works. You only said you wanted me to lend you magical tools to unlock these handcuffs."
"It didn't say I couldn't kill you."
"Killing you first, and then unlocking your handcuffs, is also a method, isn't it?"
Fuheshel tapped his shoulder lightly with his knife, like a dozing lion swatting away mosquitoes with its tail: "You're quite valuable on the list."
Yuya asked a seemingly unrelated question: "How much?"
Fuheshen smiled: "Ten billion."
"US dollars."
Yuya's eyes widened.
"Judging from your expression, I can tell this is a lot of money. It's a rare opportunity, so it's normal to want to give it a try."
Gojo Satoru stood there, his eyes filled with lingering sarcasm: "You're not the first person to want to kill me, and you won't be the last."
From the moment he was born, the landscape of the sorcery world changed.
Countless people wanted him dead.
"They failed, and so did you."
He suddenly raised his hand, forming a hand seal, and a spell-force bullet, even more powerful than a bomb, condensed in the air.
The creature seemed to possess a life force as it relentlessly pursued Fuheishen, causing a continuous roar in the sky.
True to his reputation as a tyrant and a god, even without magical powers, Fukuro Jinji was able to dodge Gojo Satoru's attacks with sheer physical speed.
He could barely catch a glimpse of it in the air.
The air was torn apart, and thick remnants of cursed spirits overflowed from the center, releasing one super-grade cursed spirit after another.
Xia Youjie waved his hand, and all the cursed spirits attacked Fu Heishen'er in unison.
Trees were snapped in half and fell in neat rows, kicking up huge clouds of dust that obstructed the view of everyone present.
Yuya Kojiro is not subject to any restrictions.
Its vines carry seeds, which in turn can sprout new vines.
Gradually, a net formed, covering the sky.
Fuheishen narrowed his eyes slightly.
That's a pretty good idea.
But... it's not fast enough!
Fuheshen'er's explosive power was faster than a cheetah; he tore apart a level-one cursed spirit with his bare hands, and even a special-grade cursed spirit could not stop him for long.
A purple, caterpillar-shaped cursed spirit appeared on his shoulder. He used the tree trunk for leverage and shot out like an arrow. A hand reached into the cursed spirit's mouth, and amidst saliva, he pulled out a strangely shaped weapon.
Gojo Satoru recognized him.
“Heavenly Rebellion”.
It is one of the very few things in this world that can ignore defenses with no limits and directly injure him.
Instead of retreating, Gojo Satoru advanced, and Natsumi Yuki grabbed Kojiro Yuya's waist and lifted him up, perfectly cooperating with his movements.
The three of them acted as if they were one person, with clean and efficient movements.
"A hypothetical expression...茈."
A terrifyingly large amount of energy, like a black hole, condensed in the air. Knowing he couldn't avoid it, Fuheishen immediately retreated dozens of meters.
The next second, Gojo Satoru appeared behind him.
"My technique can also teleport you over extremely long distances; this is a secret that others don't know."
"Take this secret with you to hell."
Close-range tactical bombardment.
In that instant, Fuhesh was certain that he would be killed.
Then take one more with you.
He suddenly thrust the Heavenly Reversal Blade in with his backhand.
It strikes directly at Yuya Ozawa's heart.
Gojo Satoru immediately teleported away. Yuya Koshino, who had been repeatedly treated as a breakthrough point, was also annoyed. In the second before he was teleported away, he sowed a handful of seeds.
Fuheshen's reaction speed was naturally fast enough to immediately repel all the seeds, but Xia Youjie's cursed spirit was also attacking him, causing a slight delay in his counterattack.
In that very second, a seed landed on Fuheshel, stuck to him, and then quickly grew into tiny roots.
These roots pierced through Fuheshel's skin, running down his flesh and blood, and then took root in his heart to absorb nutrients.
Fuheshchen's vitality and physical strength are being lost in large quantities.
Although it missed, Gojo Satoru's technique still hit his hand, leaving a fist-sized bloody hole in his arm.
If it were someone else, bleeding while having their life force being drained, they wouldn't last long before dying.
But Fuheshel only seemed to be breathing slightly faster.
He suddenly raised the "Heavenly Rebellion Halberd".
"Hey, I admit defeat, I'm not playing anymore."
"You're not going to lay a hand on those who surrender, are you? That would be very low-class."
Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu both had dark expressions on their faces: "Who agreed to your surrender? Keep attacking! We'll beat you to death here today."
Fuheshen'er simply said, "If you can't beat them, of course you have to admit defeat. We'll find another chance to kill you next time. That's enough for today."
Xiao Luyou was so shocked by the shamelessness of the person in front of him that he couldn't speak for a long time: "...Do you take us as sparring partners? Or are we just sent here to be killed whenever we need us?"
Fuheshchen laughed: "In the end, none of us died, so we're even."
"nerve."
This word, which once belonged exclusively to Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suke, has found a third person to describe it.
Fuhe Shen'er stood there motionless, looking as if to say, "If you want to kill me, just kill me," which made it impossible for Xiao Lu You to make a move.
If Fuheshir came with murderous intent to kill them, he wouldn't feel anything if he killed them during the battle. But the fact that Fuheshir abandoned his prey before killing him made Yuuya feel uneasy.
He took two steps forward, but didn't move.
"You two work together."
Gojo Satoru and Natsumi Yuki reluctantly followed.
5: "Let's just kill him."
Xia: "Anyway, it was his own request."
With that said, neither of them made a move.
The three approached, but Fuheishener still didn't move.
Xiao Lu You also tried to grab Fu Heishen by the neck, but failed because of the two stubborn donkeys beside him.
I couldn't lift my hand at all.
To make his speech more imposing, he stepped on Fuhesh'er's chest.
“The seed will continuously absorb your life force, and only I can break it. Now, use your magic tool to unlock our handcuffs.”
Fuheishen looked down at the leg that was stepping on him. The trouser leg was rolled up slightly because of the bent knee, revealing a delicate ankle.
He reached out and grasped it, then, while stabilizing Yuya's body, placed Yuya's feet on the ground.
"Willing to serve."
The Heavenly Reversal Blade, capable of breaking through the "no lower limit," naturally finds dealing with level one cursed artifacts quite easy.
The handcuffs were cut off and fell to the ground, finally freeing Yuya's hands.
"I feel like my hands don't even belong to me anymore."
"Yuya, he's clearly not a good person. Let's just get rid of him." Gojo Satoru made a throat-slitting gesture.
Xia Youjie raised his hand: "One vote in favor."
Fuheshen lazily added: "One vote against."
"A tie, invalid."
The atmosphere among the four people was strange; they showed no signs of the aggression they had displayed earlier, which threatened to destroy the Earth.
"He already admitted defeat, so let's just let it go this time."
"I can't just let this go." Gojo Satoru suddenly had a wicked idea. He called over Natsumi Yuuki and whispered something to him.
Xia Youjie initially disapproved, but gradually wavered.
"If we're going to talk about something bloody, could you at least avoid it?"
Yuya hesitated, but still walked away.
Fuheshner raised an eyebrow: "Do I have any other topics I can discuss with you privately?"
Gojo Satoru raised his chin slightly: "Yuya is going back to Yokohama next week, you can go with him."
Fukuro Jinji felt he had heard enough funny things today: "Gojo Shinji, do you think I'm a servant of your Gojo family? You speak to me so arrogantly, it's quite natural."
"Money can't buy me doing things for you."
"Where's the child?"
Fuheishen narrowed his eyes: "What do you mean?"
“You hate the Zen family, don’t you? You have zero spell power, but your child is quite talented.” Last time at the arcade, Gojo Satoru had already seen the unawakened magic within Fushiguro Megumi, “Ten kinds of shadow magic.”
“I will help your child awaken early, nurture him, and you won’t need to go back to the Zen temple home.”
"Are you in or not going to do this deal?"
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