The shadows behind the artificial hill gradually began to boil.
The [Three Corpses Manipulation] within Lu Ping's body began to operate, and the power representing "blood" was fully awakened.
The black outline beneath their feet twisted and instantly expanded into a phantom with three heads and six arms.
One of the red heads, covered in fangs, suddenly opened its maw and bit down on the red-glowing part of the shadow's right arm, tearing it off forcefully before tilting its head back and swallowing it.
In reality, the eyeball attached to the skin and flesh of the palm stopped moving.
Blood Corpse are a natural nemesis for Cursed Technique that require blood and other mediums for transmission.
Those freaks that relied on the host for sustenance instantly became food for the monsters.
The curse on the back of his hand faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
A moment later, the satiated phantom returned to silence, merging into the darkness of the ground.
Lu Ping moved his right hand.
His originally dark skin turned rosy, leaving only fine cuts. The eyeballs inside the cuts had disappeared, and much of the Cursed Energy he had used in the warehouse had been restored.
He looked down at the remains of the cell phone on the bluestone slab, preparing to retrieve them.
Suddenly, the screen surface emitted another crisp sound, and the cracks crisscrossed into a cross shape.
Another scarlet eyeball rolled out.
Dark blood gushed from the back of his eyes.
Lu Ping took half a step back and waved his right hand to protect himself.
The Shadow Wolf's enormous body emerged from the void, raising its forepaws to crush the filthy creature.
"Stop."
The boy suddenly spoke up.
The bloodstains on the ground did not spread everywhere, but rather seemed to be guided by some invisible force, twisting and combining in a regular pattern.
Ultimately, it transformed into five neat Chinese characters.
[The exorcism has been completed; do not worry.]
It's Suguru Geto.
That guy must have used [Cursed Spirit Manipulation] to subdue the Special Grade Cursed Spirit that attacked the Jujutsu High, and then took advantage of the spirit's Cursed Technique characteristics to let everyone know he was safe through this unbroken phone call.
The crisis has been temporarily averted.
With a calm mind, Lu Ping casually swept the debris scattered on the ground into the Shadow Space.
Before he could turn around, he heard a series of hurried footsteps behind him.
Maki and Mai came running up, panting, with a purple-haired girl in tow.
It is the Kikyō Meifu.
"Big brother, please help me!" Kikyō's eyes reddened with anxiety. "My brother is fighting with that blond young master at the door!"
It turns out that the successor of the Meifu Clan, Kagami Meifu, who is also Kikyō Meifu's brother, came to demand an explanation.
The little girl wanted to find a respected elder in the clan to mediate the fight, but the twin sisters didn't dare to offend their old-fashioned father.
They had a sudden inspiration and pushed forward the "future head of the family" who were being talked about all along.
Upon hearing this, Kikyō immediately placed her hopes on the person in front of her, not wanting either of them to get hurt.
"Let's go take a look." Lu Ping nodded in agreement.
He also didn't want the sorcerer who dared to confront the powerful Three Great Families and demand justice to suffer a loss.
I also want to assess their current combat skills.
After all, I just dealt with the curse, so whether I can really persuade them to stop is another matter.
A large crowd gathered outside the main gate of the Zenin Clan.
Lu Ping led the three girls to the back of the crowd quietly.
The two sisters, Maki and her sister, hid behind the boy's legs, peeking out with their little heads.
Kikyō, who was five or six years older than them, gripped Lu Ping's uninjured left side of his clothes tightly and held her breath nervously.
Many Jujutsu Sorcerer nearby rushed over to see what was happening.
The onlookers at the Zenin Clan remained indifferent, treating it as a farce; but the young girl beside them trembled with fear for the safety of her blood relative.
In the center of the field.
A young man in his early twenties, wearing a traditional crested haori and hakama, stood with his hands behind his back.
"I don't care how arrogant the Zenin Clan usually is towards their own people, but today they've offended my sister from the Kagami Meifu, so they have to give us an explanation."
The young man's voice resonated powerfully.
Across from him, Naoya Zenin stood with his arms crossed, his face full of mockery.
The blond-haired boy's gaze swept over Jinichi Zenin and Chōjurō, who were standing at the rear, and he felt more confident, letting out a cold snort.
A Grade 1 Sorcerer from outside dares to act so arrogantly here.
With two Special Grade 1 senior figures present, the other side couldn't cause any trouble at all.
Moreover, he has absolute confidence in himself.
[Projection Sorcery] are amplified Limitless when dealing with human bodies, which are even more fragile than Cursed Spirit.
He didn't even need his elders to intervene; with his Semi-Grade 1 strength and the characteristics of his Cursed Technique alone, he was able to subdue the arrogant intruder.
As for an apology?
That doesn't exist in the dictionary of his Zenin Clan.
Seeing the other party's arrogant demeanor, the Kagami Meifu understood the situation.
If we don't beat this arrogant guy to a pulp, we won't get any explanation today.
It's unrealistic to expect the rumored old patriarch to come forward and uphold justice.
Neither side uttered a word, but they tacitly assumed their stances.
The two remained silent, neither revealing their Cursed Technique at the outset.
The battle erupted in an instant.
Naoya's figure suddenly blurred, turning into a blur as he darted around the arena at high speed.
His Cursed Technique, [Projection Sorcery], can continuously amplify his own speed and kinetic energy using a preset frame trajectory.
The sound of something cutting through the air could be heard repeatedly.
The Zenin Clan members watching erupted in cheers, all waiting to see how this outsider sorcerer would embarrass himself.
Lu Ping observed quietly from the rear.
That spell was indeed an unreasonable physical cheat.
Although there is an insurmountable gap between Grade 2 and Grade 1 Sorcerer, the difference between Semi-Grade 1 and level one is not so great at this point.
By continuously increasing the initial velocity, Naoya Zenin forcefully erased the power gap between Semi-Grade 1 and Level 1.
If used properly, fighting opponents of higher levels is not just empty talk.
However, the same Cursed Technique was on a completely different level in the hands of Naoya Zenin compared to the hands of the former head of the family.
The air currents inside the venue were surging.
The speed of that afterimage had reached a terrifying critical value.
Naoya found an opening and delivered a powerful punch with the force of wind and thunder, aiming straight for his opponent's face.
However, the Kagami Meifu remained completely calm in the face of this deadly attack.
As a Grade 1 Sorcerer who had fought his way through countless battles, his practical experience far surpassed that of the still-underage young master.
Instead of dodging or avoiding, he took the initiative to speak, offering to disclose information about the Cursed Technique in exchange for an extreme boost to its power.
"[Cursed Technique: Yellow Springs Mirror]."
The young man's voice echoed clearly in the noisy courtyard.
"My Innate Technique can reflect and store the Cursed Technique held by deceased blood relatives before their death. The storage limit is three types, and only one type can be used at a time."
Jing channeled his Cursed Energy into his fists and clashed them together.
"What I'm using right now is my father's Innate Technique— [Earthshaking Cursed Technique], a Cursed Technique that can shake the earth from the user's center, causing the surrounding ground to collapse and bury the opponent."
The earth trembled violently as soon as the words were spoken.
Centered on the Kagami Meifu, the surrounding smooth stone slabs shattered inch by inch, like a spider web.
The violent Cursed Energy surged out along the earth's veins, instantly causing the foothold beneath Naoya to collapse.
Due to the nature of [Projection Sorcery], users cannot perform actions that violate too many laws of physics.
Therefore, Naoya Zenin, who had no foothold, halted his advance, and the Cursed Technique was forced to stop.
The interruption of the Cursed Technique left him frozen in place for a second!
What came head-on was a fist the size of a sandbag!