Grade 2 Imaginary Vengeful Spirit!

Walking into the deep mountains, the sound of intense fighting came from ahead.

Nanami and Amanai were locked in battle with over a dozen Mountain Imps, while at least a hundred of their kin, Cursed Spirits, stood on the surrounding trees, clapping their hands and letting out long cries.

Their strength wasn't high; it was estimated that most were only Grade 4 or Grade 3 Cursed Spirits.

At least a few had reached Grade 2 level.

With the strength Nanami and Amanai had displayed, if the Cursed Spirits were only at this level, they could most likely handle it.

"Stinky monkey! Taste my Cursed Technique, girl!"

Amanai wasn't fighting these Cursed Spirits head-on. Instead, she kept dodging, gathering Cursed Energy in her palm.

The Cursed Energy in her body was compressed, compressed, and compressed again.

Then, she bent her body into a bow and forcefully threw the compressed Cursed Energy in her hand, smashing it towards the approaching Cursed Spirits.

"Boom--!!"

The compressed Cursed Energy ball seemed to turn into a bomb, exploding the moment it touched a Cursed Spirit.

The powerful force directly blasted two Grade 4 Cursed Spirits and one Grade 3 Cursed Spirit into ashes.

"Hehehe!"

A triumphant look appeared on Amanai's face.

This was the Cursed Technique she had awakened: Compressed Cursed Energy, which she called "Star of Extremes."

As long as she wasn't interrupted, she could compress Cursed Energy indefinitely until her body couldn't take it anymore.

In a sense, as long as her body could endure it, she could compress Cursed Energy with power comparable to a nuclear bomb.

With this potential, she would at least be a Grade 1 Sorcerer in the future. If she could strengthen her physical body, stepping into Special Grade wouldn't be difficult.

After all, if she could create a mushroom cloud, influencing a country wouldn't be a problem.

No wonder the Star Plasma Vessel couldn't awaken Cursed Techniques on their own; it was too monstrous.

Watching Amanai throw Cursed Energy like a bomb, Shinsuke Zenin, who was watching from afar, twitched the corner of his mouth.

A perfectly good young girl had embarked on the path of art.

He hoped she could surpass the seniors on this path.

"Roar--!"

A long roar echoed from the depths of the mountains, carrying a terrifying pressure of Cursed Energy.

This aura made Nanami and Amanai's hearts skip a beat. This level of Cursed Energy was definitely Grade 1, or even beyond Grade 1!

"This situation again?"

Nanami clenched the short knife in his hand, his eyes more serious than ever.

He wouldn't let tragedy happen before his eyes again.

Just as the two were preparing to face a more terrifying Cursed Spirit, they found that it didn't appear. The surrounding Mountain Imps also retreated, running towards the deep mountains.

It was as if they had received an order.

"Rumble--!"

A commotion erupted from the deep mountains as two powerful Cursed Energies clashed.

Seeing this, Shinsuke Zenin became interested, and his figure flashed, disappearing from his spot.

Nanami and Amanai exchanged glances. "What should we do?"

In this situation, they should prioritize reporting to Jujutsu High and sending stronger Sorcerers to handle it.

However, their supervising teacher seemed to have gone to watch the show, leaving them unsure of what to do.

"Let's go take a look. Uncle's strength isn't weak; even if he can't win, he should be able to help us escape."

Amanai analyzed calmly.

Based on her understanding of Shinsuke Zenin, she honestly didn't know how strong he truly was. But judging from Gojo's previous evaluation of his younger brother, he, as the older brother, shouldn't be too weak either.

She couldn't say for sure about other things, but one thing she was certain of was that if the situation turned bad, he could at least help them escape.

With that speed, what was the difference from teleportation?

Hearing this, Nanami didn't say anything further and proceeded into the deep mountains with Amanai.

Within a few minutes, Nanami and Amanai arrived at the center of the battle.

Shinsuke Zenin stood at the edge, arms crossed, watching the battlefield in the center with great interest.

A Mountain Imp, estimated to be three meters tall and covered in long white fur, was confronting a person with a ferocious expression.

The human standing opposite them made Nanami and Amanai's eyes widen.

"Geto!?"

Dressed in a dark kasaya, it was Geto Suguru, who had been declared a Curse User by Jujutsu High and sentenced to death.

"Yo, it's Riko and Nanami."

Geto Suguru wore a neutral expression. He had sensed two sorcerers fighting a cursed spirit outside earlier, and hadn't expected them to be old acquaintances.

"Hm? You're here too?"

Seeing Shinsuke Zenin standing beside them, Geto Suguru was momentarily stunned.

If Nanami and Amanai hadn't appeared, he probably wouldn't have noticed Shinsuke Zenin's presence at all.

After all, he was just standing there like a transparent person, watching the show without saying a word. Who would have known someone was there?

"Geto! Why did you do that? You're being framed, right?"

Amanai stared intently at Geto Suguru, asking loudly.

She couldn't accept the fact that Geto Suguru had been identified as a curse user. Although Satoru Gojo and Shoko Ieiri had told her it was true, she still couldn't believe it without seeing it with her own eyes.

How could one person change so drastically in such a short amount of time?

"I'm sorry, Riko, I did all of this willingly."

Geto said with a relaxed expression, then looked at Shinsuke Zenin. "Thank you for your words last time. They helped me figure out a lot and made me determined to do what I like!"

"Eh?"

Shinsuke Zenin, who had been watching the show, was suddenly stunned. "Hey, hey, hey, don't talk nonsense, kid. This is your own choice, what does it have to do with me?"

He wasn't going to take the blame. If anyone should, it should be Yuki Tsukumo.

"Uncle! What's going on? Does Geto becoming a curse user have something to do with you?"

Amanai stared at Shinsuke Zenin with wide eyes, making him feel quite innocent.

"It has nothing to do with him. He just helped me figure out a lot of things," Geto Suguru said.

Instead of constantly being dejected and doubting, it was better to act directly and do what he believed was right.

Now, he believed that killing all non-sorcerers in the world was the right thing to do!

And this quasi-Special Grade Imaginary Vengeful Spirit before him was one of the weapons he valued.

The terrifying story passed down through generations in the village influenced children one after another, pushing this cursed spirit close to evolving into a Special Grade.

It was precisely because of this that it sent its subordinates to eat people in the village, increasing their fear and accelerating its evolution.

However, this action successfully brought it to the attention of Jujutsu High and made it a target for Geto Suguru to absorb.

After all, subduing this Mountain Demon King and getting hundreds of its minions was quite worth it.

"Roar--!!"

The white-haired Mountain Imp let out a long roar, and hundreds of Mountain Imps surged forward, attacking Geto Suguru.

Here, the greatest threat to it was the man in front of him.

As for the three standing beside him, two of them didn't have enough Cursed Energy to make it feel pressured, and the other one, who didn't even have Cursed Energy, was completely insignificant, like a stray cat.

"Tsk, just a quasi-Special Grade. Giving up resistance is your only choice."

Geto Suguru didn't take the Mountain Demon King seriously.

Generally speaking, the rank of a sorcerer was higher than the rank of a cursed spirit.

This meant that a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer was sufficient to exorcise a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit, and a Special Grade sorcerer had the strength to exorcise a Special Grade.

Even if it was just a quasi-Special Grade with a bit of intelligence, it was still a piece of cake for him.