Chingetsu was in no hurry, either.
It was rare to find a Cursed Spirit this bold. Chingetsu would have felt he was letting it down if he did not play with it properly. Whoosh!
Chingetsu vanished again.
The slime Cursed Spirit widened its eyes, searching everywhere for traces of Chingetsu.
The next second, a pale fist carrying tremendous power slammed into the slime Cursed Spirit's belly. The instant that overwhelming force made contact with it-
The force of the punch sent the slime Cursed Spirit soaring. Then the power within the fist erupted a second time. Chingetsu had produced the effect of a shock wave with that single punch.
Sickly green blood gushed from the corner of the slime Cursed Spirit's mouth, like a flower of death blooming in midair. A trace of terror flashed through its eyes.
One punch!
That punch had nearly shattered its body.
If its regenerative power had not been so strong, it would already have lost the ability to move. It no longer harbored any desire for Sukuna's Finger.
This boy had shattered its understanding and arrogance with a single punch. In other words, he had beaten fear into it.
The slime Cursed Spirit abandoned its vulture form, its body writhing as it became a gray wolf. It had gained no advantage whatsoever in aerial combat and had instead taken a savage beating.
After those repeated setbacks, its mindset had changed by about a billion degrees. The gray wolf the slime Cursed Spirit had become slowly edged backward.
It wanted to keep its distance from Chingetsu, while also signaling its intention to retreat.
Watching the slime Cursed Spirit's movements, a hint of amusement flashed through Chingetsu's deep, dark eyes. "Scared already? Where's all that arrogance you had before?"
"You think you can show off in front of me and then just run away? Just how little do you think of me?" The moment he finished speaking-
Chingetsu seized the slime Cursed Spirit's head with one hand and slammed it viciously against the roof of the plane. Bang, bang, bang!
Once, twice...
His overwhelming physical strength erupted in an instant. A large section of the plane's roof was battered inward.
The slime Cursed Spirit wanted to howl, but the repeated impacts had already left its consciousness fading. Anyone who witnessed this scene would surely have been horrified.
A Grade 1 Cursed Spirit.
It had actually failed to last even a single exchange against Chingetsu.
Like a dead dog, it was pinned down and ruthlessly ground into the surface by Gojo Chingetsu.
The fight between Chingetsu and the slime Cursed Spirit atop the plane drew the passengers' attention. Fortunately, however-
At the captain's direction-
The flight attendants soon calmed the passengers.
Meanwhile, a peculiar look also flashed through Lust's eyes in first class.
More than a dozen Cursed Spirits of various sizes had already gathered in first class, a few of them even at the Semi-Special Grade level.
What was puzzling, however, was this.
These Cursed Spirits did not attack the woman in her seat. Instead, they seemed to show a faint air of deference.
Among Cursed Spirits, where strength reigned supreme, there was only one explanation for this. She was powerful.
So powerful that these Cursed Spirits dared not step out of line.
"That young man really is interesting. His strength is quite impressive, too."
Lust licked her lips seductively, displaying a keen interest in Chingetsu. "All right, withdraw for now."
The woman spoke indifferently.
The Cursed Spirits vanished one after another, as though her words were orders to them. On the roof of the plane-
Chingetsu held the slime Cursed Spirit by its head and stared into its eyes. By now, the slime Cursed Spirit was covered in wounds, its condition utterly miserable. Its head in particular was a bloody mess, with only a rough outline still discernible. "Remember this. Next time you lose your temper, pick the right person."
Chingetsu's voice remained gentle, and a harmless smile appeared on his face.
Yet the slime Cursed Spirit felt not the slightest warmth from Chingetsu's hand. It could feel the hand gripping its head gradually tightening.
Crack, crack.
The slime Cursed Spirit could already hear its skull cracking under his grip.
Its mouth opened wide, its eyes gradually rolled white, and its limbs struggled feebly. "See you in your next life."
"Oh, right. If you Cursed Spirits even have a next life." "Killer Queen!"
The slime Cursed Spirit felt its body being tossed high into the air. A scorching energy ravaged and destroyed its insides.
Before this power-
The regenerative ability it took such pride in seemed to have become a joke. Flames instantly engulfed the slime Cursed Spirit.
The raging blaze seemed to have gone mad, using the powerful airflow to devour the slime Cursed Spirit's body without restraint.
The crimson flames kept blooming like bloodstained roses. Chingetsu watched it all impassively.
The death of a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit could no longer stir much within him. There was just one thing that concerned him slightly.
The mysterious woman who had remained in first class had actually not intervened. He had clearly sensed it.
How many cursed presences had gathered in first class. If those curses erupted all at once-
They could probably kill everyone aboard the plane in an instant. Still-
Since she had not made a move, Chingetsu was happy to take it easy.
Just like with this Grade 1 Cursed Spirit.
If it had not wanted to destroy the plane and annoyed him-
He would not have risked exposing his identity to sponsor its day trip to hell. The plane was still flying steadily.
That meant the captain in the cockpit had not been attacked by Cursed Spirits. This was undoubtedly good news for Chingetsu.
Barring any surprises-
The plane should reach its destination on time.
Chingetsu's figure flickered, and the next second, he appeared directly inside the cockpit. He reached out and touched the captain's clothing.
Chingetsu deactivated Killer Queen's bomb. "Has it been dealt with?" the captain asked tentatively. Chingetsu nodded lightly. Upon receiving his answer-
Only then did the captain let out a long breath. He seemed to have had a great weight lifted from him.
The noises from the roof of the plane and the aftershocks of the battle had kept his nerves taut the entire time.
It had undoubtedly been an ordeal. Fortunately, it was all over now. The captain looked at Chingetsu gratefully.
He was just about to say something.
But he discovered that Chingetsu had already walked away.
Returning to first class, Chingetsu sat down in his seat as though nothing had happened.
Yet the intermittent gaze from behind kept making him feel slightly uncomfortable. "A coffee, please. No sugar."
Chingetsu stopped a flight attendant.
"A bottle of red wine and two glasses, thank you." A seductive female voice came from behind him. Chingetsu narrowed his eyes slightly but said nothing. Before long, the flight attendant brought two cups of coffee. Chingetsu took them and offered his thanks.
The rich flavor of the coffee spread through his mouth, seeming to carry away the fatigue of battle. Of course, a single Grade 1 Cursed Spirit could not put any pressure on him, anyway. "Young man, interested in having a drink together?"
A delicate fragrance drifted along with the approaching figure.
Holding two glasses of red wine, Lust leisurely came to a stop in front of Gojo Chingetsu.
Chapter 69: Buying Mimiko and Nanako
This woman...
Chingetsu raised his head and glanced at the alluring Lust.
This woman was indeed beautiful, with an almost otherworldly seductiveness. But-
This woman was also dangerous. Chingetsu's eyes narrowed slightly.
He continued taking small sips of the coffee in his hand. As for a woman like this-
Chingetsu had no intention of getting involved with her. The more beautiful something was, the more dangerous it was.
After all, to remain unharmed amid a crowd of curses, this woman had to possess at least Special Grade strength.
Yet Chingetsu's indifference only piqued Lust's interest further. He had behaved this way back in the departure lounge.
Now she was standing right in front of him, and he still looked utterly unmoved. This made Lust begin to doubt her own charm.
"How about a drink together?"
A faint smile curved Lust's lips. Rising lightly onto her toes, she was about to sit beside Chingetsu. "Take one more step, and you'll die."
Chingetsu's cold, handsome face was reflected on the side of the coffee cup. Lust stopped instinctively.
She could sense that he was not joking with her.
And through those ink-black eyes, she saw suppressed indifference and madness. This boy was serious!
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