Chapter-371
With those thoughts swirling in his mind, Zenji Kiyoshi felt a sense of unease.
He took a deep breath, calmed himself, and bowed deeply to the Night Moth Master before him, speaking sincerely:
"I'm sorry, Professor Moth. I was too arrogant at times. If you hadn't intervened in time, I'm afraid I would have done something terrible."
Hearing Zenjiro's words, Yaga Masamichi snorted, then said to Zenjiro:
"I knew you weren't thinking of anything good. Never mind, just remember to be more careful before you do things in the future. But there are probably more hidden stories behind this, so we need to investigate the situation carefully when we get back."
The monk nodded, but he knew in his heart that this investigation would probably not yield any results.
The false information was not provided by Lu Suo, but rather evolved naturally from the balance mechanism, making it impossible for the Night Moth Path to detect.
Moreover, Zenji Qing was certain that the creation of this false information was most likely not due to him. According to the development of the original plot, Xia Youjie had most likely seen this information, which was why he was determined to kill these villagers.
This makes sense in itself. Based on the power distribution in the original work, as long as Xia Youjie doesn't choose to betray the sorcerers, the four special-grade sorcerers—Xia Youjie, Wujiao Wu, Jiujuu Yuki, and Yigu Yuta—basically completely overwhelm the strength of the sorcerers.
Even if you include Lu Suo, Su Nuo, and the four top-tier cursed spirits, they still cannot withstand the combat power of the High Specialist's side.
If Natsume and Gojo Satoru were together, they would most likely be able to defeat Sukuna.
Any one of Yi Gu You Tai and Jiu Jiu You Ji could single-handedly face two or more of the Four Calamities working together, and the remaining members could join forces to fight the other cursed spirits, so their combat strength would most likely not be a problem.
From this perspective, Xia Youjie's betrayal was a result of the balancing mechanism significantly weakening the human sorcerers.
According to Zenjiro Kiyoshi, Xia Youjie's spell manipulation technique, in terms of overall strategic significance, is even more exaggerated than Gojo Satoru's Boundless Emptiness.
For example, if Xia Youjie were still alive at the time, he could have easily suppressed more than 90% of the rioting spirits and cyborgs with his endless army of spirits.
It can be said that Xia Youjie's existence is a powerful strategic deployment of the higher vocational college.
The balancing mechanism killed Xia Youjie and even classified him as part of the cursed spirits, which led to Gojo Satoru being sealed away and so many people dying in the Shibuya Incident.
Because the balancing mechanism's judgment method is very simple, in the calculation of the balancing mechanism, Gojo Satoru can completely ignore the existence of those ordinary people and directly kill those cursed spirits who want to threaten him.
However, Gojo Satoru simply cannot kill those ordinary people, which is the flaw in the balancing mechanism.
It's not about simply comparing combat strength, but about considering the overall impact.
The balancing mechanism doesn't favor anyone; it simply aims to balance the combat power of both sides.
Zen-in Kiyoshi scratched his head, feeling somewhat irritated. Just then, Yae Masamichi spoke up. He glanced at Zen-in Kiyoshi, then at the rest of the students at the high school, sighed deeply, and said:
"You've just learned the truth from these people. I want to know what you'll do next. Will you choose to quietly take the two children for treatment, or...?"
Moth Masamichi didn't finish his sentence. He simply watched the students with their varied expressions and threw the question back at them once again.
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At this moment, none of them answered Yemo Seido's question. As if by telepathy, they all focused their gaze on Zenji Kiyoshi's face, and they all used their actions to show that Zenji Kiyoshi's choice was their choice.
Even Xia Youjie, who was silent at this moment and whose expression was obviously somewhat gloomy, looked at Chanyuan Qing with slightly haggard eyes, as if waiting for the other party's answer.
Night Moth Masamichi naturally noticed this as well. He looked at Zenji Kiyoshi, his eyes filled with a sense of expected helplessness.
If he could, he wouldn't want Zenin Kiyoshi to shoulder so much responsibility. For the students at the high school, having a leader like Zenin Kiyoshi would be very comfortable, and they wouldn't feel lost about the future.
However, this matter was far too exhausting for Zenju Qing. If Zenju Qing were to collapse one day, the students at the college would instantly fall apart, and some of them would even lose their direction in the future and become lost on the road.
"Xiao Qing... this responsibility is far too heavy. If you are not fully prepared, then..."
Night Moth Masamichi looked at Zenjiro, the words in his heart almost reaching his throat, but he still didn't say them, because he knew that if Zenjiro spoke at this moment, it would mean that he had already made his choice.
Even though he, Ye'e Zhengdao, was the other party's teacher, he had no right to change Zen-in Kiyoshi's choice.
The gazes of everyone present indeed gave Zenji Qing a series of indescribable feelings.
He didn't know how to describe the feeling. Was it pressure? A sense of responsibility? A feeling of being needed? The exhaustion and happiness of being relied upon?
Perhaps it's all of the above. Zen-in-Chih can no longer tell whether that damned succubus system has molded itself into everyone's succubus or made everyone its succubus.
He lowered his head, remained silent for a few seconds, then slowly raised his head, exhaled, and whispered:
"Kill those involved, and after giving the remaining villagers a slight punishment, let them go. I need to find out exactly what these people did..."
No... we can't kill those people. We don't have the right to take lives at will. Otherwise, what difference would we make from those damned curse masters?
Zenjiro changed his mind immediately after speaking. He frowned, and the people around him showed different expressions, but no one spoke. They seemed to be hesitating over Zenjiro's choice.
Night Moth Masamichi looked at Zen-in-Sei with a hint of relief in his eyes. He could understand Zen-in-Sei's thoughts and knew the other's current dilemma. Therefore, he was even more curious about what choice Zen-in-Sei would make.
After another period of silence, Zenji Seiji slowly exhaled and whispered:
"Find out the truth! If they only abused Nanako and Mimiko but didn't kill them, then abuse them twice as much! If they wanted to kill Nanako and Mimiko, then just kill them!"
In addition, Gangshan Village...
Chapter-372
"In addition, I also need to know all the details of the incident in Gangshan Village where people fell into the cave. Jay, you must have some of your cursed spirits that can hypnotize people, right?"
Hypnotize everyone here and get them to reveal everything they know. If it involves ordinary people, then we'll leave it to the law. If it involves spirits, then we'll conduct the trial.
I know I can't be perfect, and I don't have such high moral standards. If they kill someone, then they should pay with their life; if they injure someone, then they should pay double!
When Zenjiro Sei spoke these words, his expression clearly showed a resolute look that came from long contemplation. He looked at everyone and then continued:
"This is just my opinion. I don't know if what I did was right or wrong, but at least for me, if I encounter the same situation in the future, I will continue to do it this way."
However, if the other party is not intentionally persecuting, but rather causing harm due to ignorance and lack of understanding of the cursed spirit, then do not kill the other party. Instead, disable their ability to act and then send them to the judicial authorities for legal trial.
Of course, when I say the ability to abolish, I mean abolition in a lifelong sense. In addition, legal judgments must be strictly enforced. I think it is still possible to influence these things with the ability of a highly specialized professional.
Regarding the various ways ordinary people are dealt with in cases involving cursed spirits, I think that after I go back, I need to find relevant people to revise a "Guideline for the Judgment of Vigilante Justice". If it can be written, it may provide a reference standard for everyone.
This standard should be slightly more stable and reasonable than our individual choices.
Zenjiro's words were clear and logical, carrying a calmness and foresight beyond his years. Even in this somewhat chaotic emotional situation, he was able to maintain such a high degree of rationality.
His words were like a systematic beam of light cast into the chaotic darkness, guiding the somewhat confused minds of the crowd.
Night Moth Masamichi looked at Zenin Kiyoshi with a look of astonishment on his face. To be honest, although he found it hard to agree with some of what Zenin Kiyoshi said at the beginning, after hearing the whole story, he suddenly realized how foolish Gao Zhuan had been.
Why didn't any of the teachers in the vocational college think of using this kind of compilation to popularize concepts to students before Zen Monk Qing said these words?
Just as children in ordinary society learn various legal knowledge during their growth, highly skilled sorcerers can completely follow this model to standardize the handling of cases involving gray areas.
Even though these methods may still have some problems, they are still better than letting those half-baked advanced sorcerers deal with it themselves.
He took a deep breath, then pondered the possibilities in his mind, while his eyes unhesitatingly showered praise upon Zen-in-Chiyo.
This kid not only provided specific solutions to the current situation, but also proposed establishing a set of "Lennancial Judgment Guidelines" that can be followed.
This means that Zenji Qing's remarks were no longer a momentary impulse of revenge, nor a simple act of violence to stop violence, or killing to stop killing.
It is an attempt to establish a sustainable and relatively fair balance between the power of sorcerers and secular rules, between the execution of justice and moral bottom lines.
This is a revolutionary change! It's a shift that can change the mindset of most sorcerers!
After Zenjiro's words, the courtyard fell silent, with only the faint sound of the night wind blowing through the ruins.
Xia Youjie was the first to react. He looked deeply at Chanyuan Qing, the weariness and confusion in his eyes seeming to be washed away by a clear spring, cleansing away all his haggardness and disappointment.
He held the two children's hands, then looked at Zenji Qing and nodded heavily. He didn't say much, but simply raised his hand and summoned a strange-looking cursed spirit with an octopus face and a hound's body.
The cursed spirit emanated a gaze that was somewhat difficult to look at directly. It wasn't exactly impossible to look directly at, but after a while, it was like a kaleidoscope that would make people feel dizzy.
The next moment, under Xia Youjie's control, the cursed spirit silently drifted towards the group of villagers who had been gathered together and the few culprits. A slightly dazzling halo enveloped them, and it began to conduct deep hypnosis and interrogation.
This is the power of this cursed spirit, and it's also the most efficient way to ensure the authenticity of information at this moment.
He needs to find out the whole truth about this matter so that Nanako and Mimiko can get the most perfect revenge!
The night was quite long and filled with bloodshed.
When Zenjiro personally pierced the chest of the leading old man, his expression changed slightly, but the change was much smaller than Zenjiro himself had imagined.
He didn't vomit or feel much pain, but he felt a little uncomfortable, like he couldn't wash his hands properly.
However, he didn't regret it, nor did he say anything else. He simply looked at the crowd behind him and said softly:
"Leave this to me, you all go and get some rest."
The truth of the matter has also become clear: the reason why that cursed spirit was born was also caused by the village chief.
He was a follower of a cult that believed gods lived in the caves in the mountains and that regular sacrifices were necessary to keep the village peaceful.
Because the village chief had been in contact with the cursed spirit for a long time, he had seen its blurry shadow at certain times, which made him even more convinced of the matter.
The disappearance of several girls in the village was the work of the village chief and the other believers in the village.
None of them have survived all these years because Zenji Qing knows that the law alone cannot punish these people. They are too old, the cases are too long, and no records have been kept. It is estimated that by the time the verdict is handed down, these people will have died of old age.
Zenjiro didn't want to see them die without facing judgment, so he killed them directly.
However, he wasn't the only one who took action. Xia Youjie and Wutiao Wu both did, but the others still couldn't bring themselves to do it.
After Gojo Satoru killed those guys, his expression was somewhat indifferent. This reaction was within Zenji Kiyoshi's expectations. In fact, even now, in Gojo Satoru's inner world, divinity still outweighs humanity.
Xia Youjie vomited after killing those people, but he killed the most, vomiting as he killed.
Before dawn, Zenji Qing packed everything up and let Mingming and the others leave by bus first, while Xia Youjie, Wutiao Wu, and himself took a car rented by Wutiao Wu to a nearby town to settle Nanako and Mimiko's family.
The two girls are to be taken away, while their parents are to try to get their opinion and see if they are willing to return to Tokyo with them. If so, they should be given some time to pack their things.
Chapter-373
Gojo Satoru drove over to pick up Natsuyuki and Zenji Kiyoshi.
Because it was summer, the car was still very hot, but none of the cars available for rent in this small town had air conditioning, so Gojo Satoru could only open the windows on both sides to let in a little breeze.
Xia Youjie sat in the back row with Meimei and Nanako, his face showing an indescribable look of exhaustion.
Both girls were already asleep. Gojo Satoru glanced at Xia Youjie behind him through the rearview mirror. His face looked slightly pale and haggard, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Jay, are you alright? I know this whole thing... might have a big impact on you, but..."
Perhaps because he had personally experienced the illusion of Xia Youjie's defection, Gojo Satoru spoke these questions in a more gentle and tactful manner than usual, for fear of provoking Xia Youjie and causing him to actually betray him as he had in his illusion.
Xia Youjie naturally understood the meaning behind Gojo Satoru's words. He turned to look at Gojo Satoru, then glanced at Zenjiin Kiyoshi, who was sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, and said slowly in a voice that wouldn't disturb the two sleeping children:
"Wu, this way of speaking and tone doesn't seem like something you would say. It's okay, I've experienced these things once in the illusion, so even though I'm still not in a good mood, I can still control myself."
Xia Youjie explained to Wujiao Wu, his words carrying a self-deprecating smile, but also a hint of comfort for Wujiao Wu.
Hearing Xia Youjie's words, Gojo Satoru subconsciously paused for a moment. Then he glanced at Zenin Kiyoshi beside him, and just as he was about to say something, Zenin Kiyoshi seemed to read his mind and said directly to him:
"Wu, just ask whatever you want to ask. There's no problem. Since you still have your memories, it means that thing can't control even these things. In my opinion, as long as you don't tell people who haven't experienced the illusion, there shouldn't be any problem."
The moment he heard Zenji Qingbao's promise, Gojo Satoru turned to look at Xia Youjie with excitement. He was both excited and curious about what Xia Youjie's illusion was like!
Seeing Gojo Satoru suddenly turn around, Xia Youjie broke out in a cold sweat. While trying his best not to wake Mimi and Nanako, he smacked Gojo Satoru on the head:
"Idiot! You're making a suggestive joke right now! Focus on driving! Didn't Xiaoqing say it's fine to just tell you directly? I'll talk to you slowly!"
Despite receiving a chop to the neck from Xia Youjie, Gojo Satoru wasn't angry. Instead, he grinned and said:
"I'm just curious about what your illusion is like. And don't worry, there's no one else on this street at this hour. Look, it's already past 3 a.m.."
Hearing Gojo Satoru's words, Xia Youjie still frowned and said:
Even so, you still need to drive carefully. It's about taking responsibility for your own safety and the safety of others, understand?
"Alright, you've given me a lot of advice, I'll listen carefully. Now tell me what your illusions are like?"
While answering Xia Youjie's questions, Wu Tiao Wu also retorted a couple of times. He also heeded advice and slowed down slightly to ensure the safety of the others, then eagerly continued to press for answers:
"The speed is safe now! Tell me! What happened in your illusion? Did you see something like me... uh, a not-so-good future? Anyway, my illusion probably didn't have a good future..."
Although Gojo Satoru's tone still carried his usual carefree attitude, there was a barely perceptible tension hidden in his eyes.
Because Gojo Satoru knows best in his heart that the illusion he experienced was the pain of losing his best friend, and the tragic future where he was almost the only one abandoned by the whole world, he really wants to know what future Jetsu saw, and what kind of illusion Jetsu experienced.
Hearing Gojo Satoru's question, Xia Youjie did not rush to answer, but instead sighed slightly.
He adjusted his posture, then leaned back slightly, gazing at the fields rushing past the car window, still carrying a faint scent of grass. He remained silent for a while, and for a moment, only the hum of the engine and the sound of the wind outside the window remained in the car.
Xia Youjie reached out, rolled up the car window slightly, touched the two children's foreheads to make sure they weren't cold from being in the cold wind for so long, and then answered Gojo Satoru:
"Even I don't know how to describe to you the future I envision..."
As Xia Youjie finished speaking, he glanced at Chanyuan Qing, who was still sitting in the passenger seat with his eyes closed, as if trying to see what his reaction would be.
However, Zenjiro was really tired at this moment. With Natsumi and Gojo Satoru by his side, he felt a strong sense of security and actually fell asleep.
Sensing Zenju's even breathing, Xia Youjie knew that Zenju had fallen asleep, so he lowered his voice even further.
Xia Youjie's voice was very soft, as if afraid of disturbing the sleeping people, or as if afraid of stirring up his hard-won calm.
"...In the illusion, Xiaoqing died in Okinawa because of what happened with Lord Tengen. After that, I experienced the deaths of many other people."
The countless corpses of my comrades piled up left me with no glimmer of hope. So I abandoned the sorcerer's code of honor and chose my own 'righteousness,' but this path ultimately led to a tragic end.
He paused, seemingly organizing his thoughts on how to express the somewhat sorrowful matter that bore witness to the deaths and grief of countless people.
"I am dead, Satoru."
After a moment of silence, Xia Youjie smiled and said in a slightly relaxed tone:
"I'll die at your hands, you bastard."
Although Xia Youjie spoke in a relaxed tone, Wujiao Wu's hand gripping the steering wheel tightened suddenly, his knuckles turning white.
Although he had a premonition that their illusions would be similar, hearing his best friend say those words still left him feeling unsettled.
"In a place...like ruins that had been through a major war. I had lost an arm and was in a sorry state."
Xia Youjie continued describing, his voice devoid of emotion, only revealing a deep weariness.
Chapter-374
The night remained thick and dark, but Gojo Satoru felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.
The two of them experienced almost exactly the same things.
Doesn't that mean... that could very well be the real future?
However, as he thought of this, Gojo Satoru subconsciously glanced at Zenin Kiyoshi, and the inexplicable sense of panic in his heart disappeared. What was he thinking? Zenin Kiyoshi was still alive and well.
As long as that bastard Xiao Qing is still alive, he will definitely not let that future repeat itself!
Just as Gojo Satoru was lost in thought, Natsume Yuuki's voice continued to come through:
"I must have lost to the sorcerers of later generations. Ah, it's a pity I can't remember who it was. You found me, and then we just talked about meaningless things, like before."
Xia Youjie omitted details about the "curse" and "final words" that were somewhat unpleasant to recall, only outlining the general outline, which already made Wujiao Wu feel uneasy.
It was an emotion that he found hard to accept. He didn't want to face those nightmares, but now someone else had the same nightmare as you and was telling you about it.
It's very uncomfortable! It's really upsetting.
"I told you to kill me right now, you bastard, and you agreed. I still remember the move you used to kill me, it was [Azure], but you were obviously much stronger back then than you are now."
As Xia Youjie spoke, he didn't forget to tease Wu Tiaowu a couple of times, his tone filled with amusement:
"Back then, you were much more mature than you are now, and your ability to control the sky was also quite good. Not only did the gravity become stronger, but you also became very skilled at scaling and controlling it."
When they used that move to deal with me, well, I have to say, it felt pretty good.
Xia Youjie closed his eyes, as if he could still feel that extremely concentrated blue light, and a faint stinging sensation in his heart.
"It was very clean, there was little pain, and I almost lost consciousness in an instant."
When Xia Youjie said these words, his tone was so calm that it was as if he wasn't the one who had died.
Hearing Xia Youjie's words, Gojo Satoru couldn't help but open his mouth, wanting to say something to explain, but found his throat dry and couldn't utter a single word.
Because what Xia Youjie just said was something that Wu Tiaowu had actually experienced in his own dream.
He remembered every word he said to Xia Youjie, the moves he used to kill Xia Youjie, the weather and temperature at the time, and the smell of blood flowing from his best friend's body.
But thankfully, thankfully... it was all just an illusion.
Thinking of this, looking at the road in front of him, Gojo Satoru felt a mixture of fear, relief, ease, and indescribable bitterness well up in his heart. Those days in the illusion had truly made him feel desperate to the point of suffocation.
"...that's all?"
Gojo Satoru composed himself slightly and then softly replied with a sentence, but his voice was so hoarse that he himself didn't even recognize it as his own.
No, not only that.
Xia Youjie shook his head and opened his eyes again, but his gaze was still unfocused. He just stared blankly at the roof of the car, but his body remained still so as not to wake Nanako and Mimiko.
"After you killed me, I was taken by Xiaoqing to a more distant future in my illusion, where I also saw the future of Nanako and Mimiko."
When Xia Youjie mentioned the names of the two children, the tremor in his voice was completely undisguised, just like the first urination after drinking beer, which couldn't be stopped afterward.
"Because of the path I chose, because they wanted to follow the righteous cause I chose, and because they didn't want my body to be used by others, they voluntarily entered into an irresistible vortex of danger, and... in the end, both of them died at the hands of Sukuna."
As Xia Youjie spoke of this, the bloody scene that had caused him so much distress seemed to reappear in his mind. He took a long, deep breath, as if only in this way could he suppress the pain in his chest that seemed about to overflow.
"Wu, do you know? When Sukuna killed those two children, I was watching from the sidelines, but there was nothing I could do. I was just an observer. I could only watch helplessly as my children were killed, and not even their bodies could be preserved intact."
When Xia Youjie said these words, he was completely on the verge of a breakdown, and this breakdown was completely undisguised.
Before Gojo Satoru and Zenji Sei, Natsuyuki no longer wanted to hide these things.
Even if venting these negative emotions to the other person only makes them feel the same pain and suffering, it doesn't matter.
Zen-in-shiki had told him that sometimes bad emotions need to be expressed. If you just keep swallowing them down, then what are we, his friends?
Sharing joyful things with us will bring double the joy, but that's not always the case; it could also turn into our jealous mockery.
But if it's something sad, sharing it with us will definitely reduce that pain by half.
This is the true meaning of friendship: constantly avoiding troubling others and not wanting them to be involved in bad moods shows that you don't consider them true friends.
If someone can't even share your emotions, then what kind of true friend are they?!
Zenjiro Kiyoshi's words echoed in Xia Youjie's ears once again. He looked at Gojo Satoru and then at Zenjiro Kiyoshi.
He then poured all his energy into recounting the things that truly broke him, his thoughts at the moment of his own death, and the agonizing helplessness he felt when he witnessed his beloved child on the verge of destruction because of him.
After saying those words, Xia Youjie was surprised to find that his mood had improved significantly in that instant.
However, Gojo Satoru, who was seeing Natsumi Yoshitsugu's performance for the first time, fell silent.
He had never seen Xia Youjie like this before, and he didn't know how to comfort him, because Gojo Satoru was also someone who had never been comforted by anyone.
Gojo Satoru was never any better than Natsuyu Sei.
A brief silence fell over the carriage, with only the sound of the wind outside the window.
However, Zenji Qing naturally knew the personalities and current thoughts of the two. He opened his eyes, looked at the two, and slowly smiled as if a god were enlightening an animal.
Chapter-375
"Why are you so concerned about things in the illusion? Don't you know that things in dreams are the opposite of reality? Also, Wu, let's stop at that rest stop up ahead, I need to use the restroom."
Zen Monk Qing didn't give them a long lecture; he simply offered them some psychological comfort and then changed the subject.
According to Zenji Kiyoshi, the two men have very similar personalities. Natsumi Yuki is a quiet and reserved person, while Gojo Satoru seems to be quite outgoing, but when there is a problem, he actually keeps it to himself even more than Natsumi Yuki.
Saying so much to these two now won't be very effective; they'll only be able to listen to you once their emotions have subsided.
Hearing Zenjiro Kiyoshi's words, Gojo Satoru followed up on the topic, otherwise the atmosphere in the carriage would have become suffocating if it had remained silent.
"Are you in a hurry to use the restroom? If you are, you can use the one by the roadside. I'll keep an eye on the surroundings for you. It's okay, this is a relatively remote mountain area, and there aren't many people around."
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Zen Temple cleared its name, and Gojo Satoru glanced at it, then remarked:
"You bastard, you really know how to come up with all sorts of crazy ideas. The mosquitoes in the mountains are all poisonous. I don't want to get bitten and covered in all sorts of weird stuff while I'm just going to the toilet."
Jay, when we brought Mimiko and Nanako here before, his parents asked us to let Mimiko and Nanako go back to see them during the spring break every year before we left. They also gave me some money for Mimiko and Nanako's living expenses and tuition.
I didn't want to accept it at first, but the couple was very insistent, so I had no choice but to take it. Here, take the money; from now on, you'll be responsible for these two children.
Hearing Zenjiro's words, Xia Youjie nodded slightly. He looked at Nanako and Mimiko, who were lying in his arms, and was about to answer when Gojo Satoru interrupted:
"How much?! Is it a lot? If it's a lot, I can take care of those two brats too!"
Seeing Gojo Satoru's grinning face, Zenji Kiyoshi teased:
"Then you'll have to fight for custody of the child with Jay, but I don't think Jay will give it to you."
Upon hearing this, Gojo Satoru smiled and turned to look at Natsumi Yuuki. What he saw was Natsumi Yuuki's wary expression, which clearly meant that he was worried that Gojo Satoru would come and take Mimiko and Nanako away.
Seeing this, Gojo Satoru was somewhat amused and laughed:
"You dare look at me like that? That makes me even more eager to compete with you for who's more important to Mimiko and Nanako!"
The two chatted like this, one sentence after the other, and although sometimes they would fall into silence when they talked about each other's illusions, they still talked for a long time.
Zen-in-shiki squinted slightly, nestled in the passenger seat of the car, and slowly drifted off to sleep.
On the sixth night after everyone returned to the college, Xia Youjie was still not in a good mood. He spoke much less than before. Only when he saw the two girls did the softness in Chan Yuanqing's heart get touched.
However, it was clear that this situation could not continue. So, after careful consideration, Zenji Sei found Natsuyuki and Ieiri Shoko and, without Natsuyuki's knowledge, went to his room.
The reason they didn't call anyone else was because Zen-in-Chief knew Xia Youjie's personality.
Although he appears to treat everyone with kindness, in reality he is distant from everyone.
Zen Monastery Qing thought that if he brought all the students from the college to help Xia Youjie with his psychological counseling, given Xia Youjie's personality, although he wouldn't say anything on the surface, he would actually be even more unwilling to talk about those things in his heart.
He is a person who cares a lot about his image, or rather, he is someone who is not willing to cause trouble for others. Calling everyone over and revealing Xia Youjie's inner pain in front of everyone is not a good way to treat him.
If I had to give an example to explain, it would be like confessing your feelings in public, which would only make the person in the center feel immense pressure.
The purpose of counseling Xia Youjie was to create a comfortable environment where he could truly express his innermost thoughts, so the first option was eliminated by Chanyuan Qing.
He was carrying a large bag of barbecue, Gojo Satoru was carrying a case of beer, and Shoko was following the two of them. The three guys who were closest to Natsumi Yuuki just pushed open Natsumi Yuuki's door.
The three of them chose a time that wasn't particularly early, around six or seven o'clock. However, because it was summer, it wasn't completely dark yet, but the room was already somewhat dim.
The lights in the hallway were on, but the lights in Xia Youjie's room remained off.
He lay on the bed, staring forlornly at the wall. The light coming through the crack in the open door startled Xia Youjie. He instinctively forced a smile, then asked the others with a smile:
"How did you get here?"
Zen Temple Qing casually placed a large bag of roasted meat on the table, then smiled at Xia Youjie and said:
"I came to chat with you, and maybe have a meal with you while I'm at it."
At that moment, Gojo Satoru also emerged from the crack in the door. He put down the beer crate he was carrying and said with a grin:
"I'm here to compete with you to see who can drink the most beer in one go and then hold their pee for the longest time."
Shoko's annoyed voice came from behind Gojo Satoru, who also turned on the room light.
"You two idiots, why didn't you turn on the lights when you came in? I almost bumped into that idiot Wu's back!"
The warm yellow light instantly dispelled the gloom in the room, and seemed to slightly dispel the gloom between Xia Youjie's brows.
"you..."
Xia Youjie's eyes were glazed by the lights, and as he looked at the crowd before him, he felt a mixture of helplessness and a touch of emotion, and smiled wryly.
"Are they going to turn my room into a cafeteria?"
"Hmph! You're half right!"
Gojo Satoru was the first to take off his shoes, then jumped onto the bed. Like a nimble cat, he sat cross-legged next to Xia Youjie, skillfully using a bottle opener he seemed to have produced from nowhere to pry open four bottles of beer. Regardless of whether the others wanted it or not, he handed one to each of them, then grinned and said:
"This is a special 'Bastard Bangs Mood-Boosting Party' just for you!"
Our first activity is a beer-drinking contest that all four of us will participate in!
Chapter-376
As Gojo Satoru was talking, he tilted his head back to drink, but Shoko, who was looking at him like he was an idiot, grabbed his wrist.
"You idiot, don't rush. Eat something first. If you drink so fast on an empty stomach, your stomach won't be able to handle it. Do you want to go to the hospital for a stomach pump tomorrow?"
That means they'll use a long tube that goes all the way down from your mouth to your stomach!
Shoko pointed to the barbecue that Zenji Sei had placed on the table, roughly untied the packaging bag, and took out several still-warm skewers of meat, stuffing them into Xia Youjie and Gojo Satoru's hands:
"You two idiots, eat something first to warm your stomachs."
Also, if you're going to have a match, don't do it on the bed. If you spill it, the room will smell of alcohol everywhere, which will be awful. And you probably won't help Jay clean up. It's been raining a lot lately, there haven't been any sunny days, so the blankets won't dry. Jay will have to sleep in wet blankets for quite a while."
Hearing Shoko's words, the two of them obediently got off the bed, just like children being scolded by their mother.
Seeing this, Zenji Qing smiled and sat down. He then opened the packaging bag, and the aroma of the food became even stronger, with the cumin fragrance of the roasted meat filling the entire room.
Shoko opened the windows a little, but after feeling the scorching heat outside, she closed them with a look of disgust. After all, this wasn't her room, and the fact that her clothes and bedding smelled of barbecue wasn't her fault.
Zen Master Qing handed Xia Youjie a skewer of bacon and then said with a soft laugh:
"Don't listen to that bastard Wu's nonsense. We just think you haven't been eating properly for days. Just have something to eat with us and chat with us. Jie, you know what I mean."
Holding the juicy, fragrant meat skewers in his hand, Xia Youjie looked at the three most familiar figures beside him, and felt a surge of indescribable emotions welling up inside him.
Xia Youjie couldn't quite describe what this emotion was, but it certainly wasn't a bad one.
Among these three, there is Gojo Satoru, who is loud and boisterous but thoughtfully leaves the largest piece of meat for him; Shoko, who complains but silently hands him a tissue; and Zenin Kiyoshi, who constantly pulls him back to a good mood with the most ordinary attitude.
With these people by his side, Xia Youjie felt a heavy weight in his chest that made it hard for him to breathe. It was as if the emotions that had been frozen for many years had been quietly cracked open by the warm sunshine.
Looking at the three of them, Xia Youjie raised the meat skewer in his hand and slowly took a bite. The aroma of the grilled meat, along with the seasonings, burst forth on his tongue, and it tasted delicious.
Thank you all...
Xia Youjie looked at the half-eaten kebab in his hand and whispered something to the three of them. His voice was no longer so dry and hoarse at this moment.
Hearing Xia Youjie's words, Zenyuan Qing also smiled. He didn't say anything, but handed him another skewer of grilled meat and gestured with his eyes for him to eat more.
The four of them then sat together and began to eat the barbecue.
Japanese barbecue is not actually cheap, and most of the shops serve yakitori in a rather haphazard and disorganized manner.
Zen-in-tsuki wanted to eat some of the barbecue he was familiar with, so he specially spent a lot of money to hire a Chinese person to do the barbecue.
The barbecue in China tastes better than in Japan, and people eat significantly more of it than usual.
Perhaps food has that strange ability to make people talk more.
The conversation started with casual chatter about the taste of barbecue and which restaurant was the best.
But after a few sips of beer, the atmosphere became more casual and lively.
At this point, Wu had already begun to carry out some challenging tasks on his own. Although it hadn't been long, some of these tasks were quite interesting.
He began to vividly recount the bizarre curse master he had encountered during a mission a few days earlier. His exaggerated performance and embellished descriptions made even Shoko's lips curl into a smile.
Although Xia Youjie didn't say much, the lines on his face softened considerably, and his previously gloomy eyes brightened up, like winter snow melting in the warm spring sun.
Zenji Kiyoshi didn't rush to bring up topics that would make people feel heavy. He just shared some trivial things as usual, such as Riko's recent obsession with making desserts but her repeated failures, how bizarre the new cursed body of Teacher Yagami was, and some theoretical problems he encountered in the book "Criteria for the Judgment of Vigilante Justice" that he was conceiving.
Yes, there are also some other people's news, such as Miss Mingming always asking him to accompany her on missions, and when they get home, Hua Yu smells the clothes on them while washing them, and other gossip and private matters.
Everything he did was to open people's hearts and get them to say things they were unwilling to reveal.
He didn't ask Xia Youjie "How are you feeling?" nor did he say empty words like "Everything will be alright".
Those words won't comfort anyone; sometimes, learning to listen is much better than empty words of comfort.
Zen Monastery Qing simply wanted to pull Xia Youjie back into this "daily life" filled with the warmth of everyday life and the noise of his companions.
The days in that illusion had a great impact on Xia Youjie, and Chan Yuanqing could not let him continue to be immersed in it.
After a few bottles of beer were finished, the conversation had unknowingly become more in-depth.
At this point, Gojo Satoru began to complain about the old-fashioned bastards in the higher-ups' rigid thinking, while Shoko complained that the number of wounded soldiers sent in recently had increased significantly, with some even being sent back for the second time shortly after recovering.
"...Sometimes I feel like this world is just awful...In my recent missions, I've encountered a lot of things that really make me furious, you know..."
Gojo Satoru tilted his head back and drank the last sip of beer from his bottle. He said some unusually negative things, though his tone was still so off-key that it didn't give the impression that he really cared about those things.
This was a line that Zenji Sei had Gojo Satoru say from the very beginning; Gojo Satoru was the shill he had found for this project.
Otherwise, it would be rather strange to bring up such heavy topics directly. It's not surprising that Gojo Satoru, who has already started carrying out missions on his own, is saying these things.
As Xia Youjie listened to Wu Tiaowu's words, he suddenly tightened his grip on the beer bottle, but he didn't say anything, remaining silent.
Zenji Sei glanced at Natsumi Yukichi, then slowly spoke to Gojo Satoru:
"The world may indeed be a bad place at times, and most of the rules are not always satisfactory. But..."
At this point, Zenji Qing picked up a new skewer of meat and handed it to Xia Youjie once again.
"Compared to those painful things... at least we can still sit here together, eating delicious barbecue, drinking cheap beer, and listening to Wu tell jokes that aren't funny at all. These ordinary, beautiful things can mend this broken world, can't they?"
After taking a sip of beer, Zenji Sei's gaze swept over the three of them.
"The important thing is that we're still together, and we can still confide in each other without reservation when we're feeling down. That's enough, isn't it?"
These words, though spoken softly, struck Xia Youjie's heart with a heavy weight.
Chapter-377
As Zen Monastery Qing's words resurfaced in his mind, Xia Youjie suddenly felt that the gloom that had been shrouding him had dissipated considerably.
An indescribable thought surfaced before his eyes.
Yes, the world and the future are still too far away for him. It's not that he wants to escape, but simply that he should protect his own heart while facing the pain head-on.
Even though sometimes it's hard to truly let go of those things, hard to forgive those who hurt Mimiko and Nanako, hard to accept that we have to risk our lives for such people, at least, at least...
Right now, in this warmly lit room, in this room filled with the greasy smell of barbecue.
Here, he has close friends who are willing to understand him and accompany him, and who can comfort him when he needs them most.
Behind him are children who depend on him and need his care.
All of these things constituted his entire motivation to continue on his journey.
Even knowing that the road ahead is littered with the blood and corpses of countless comrades, as long as one can hold onto this skewer of grilled meat, there may still be a glimmer of warmth in the future.
Xia Youjie lowered his head, looking at the oily meat skewers in his hand, and suddenly thought of the righteousness he had upheld in the illusion.
His grand cause? On the surface, it seems to be killing all ordinary people and creating a world where only sorcerers exist.
But what is the fundamental logic and purpose behind this grand cause?
The answer is simple: he doesn't want to see his companions die again at the hands of cursed spirits created by ordinary people.
He just didn't want the people around him to get hurt again.
In the past, Xia Youjie put ordinary people before his companions, but after upholding his "greater good," he put his companions before ordinary people.
At that time, Xia Youjie believed that if the path to "his own righteousness" required destroying ordinary people, it didn't matter, as long as the people around him could remain safe!
But... do the people around him really want him to do that?
He suddenly remembered the words Zenji Sei had said before, which were Zenji Sei's evaluations of Gojo Satoru.
Zenji Sei once said that, in Gojo Satoru's eyes, most of the people around him, apart from himself, were like clay dolls, fragile and delicate.
Gojo Satoru often sees himself as a gardener, and his companions are the flowers he cultivates.
In the five principles of his behavior, he follows a fundamental principle.
That is, he needs to protect the flowers around him who have no ability to protect themselves. In this process, Gojo Satoru will subconsciously act on his own initiative. He will not ask the wishes of those "flowers", which is understandable.
After all, who cares about the thoughts of a beautiful flower beside them?
It was precisely this emotion that prevented Gojo Satoru from integrating into the people around him.
This was something that everyone around him realized, but Gojo Satoru didn't. No one would remind him, because they weren't close enough, and even close friends wouldn't necessarily say so.
Now it seems that my sense of righteousness is similar to Gojo Satoru's flaws.
After figuring this out, Xia Youjie felt a bitter taste in his mouth.
I never imagined that the path I had thought about for so long would turn out to be the same flaw that Gojo Satoru had when he was a teenager.
Thinking of this, Xia Youjie took a deep breath, feeling as if the blockage of ice in his chest had melted a lot.
He picked up the meat skewer that Zenji Qing handed him again, took a big bite, and the oily aroma, along with the cumin seasoning, burst in his mouth.
"This barbecue is so delicious! I've never had this kind of meat before. Xiaoqing, please treat me to it more often!"
Xia Youjie's voice rose considerably, carrying a visible hint of amusement.
In response to Xia Youjie's request, Zen-in-Chief replied with a smile:
"I'll treat you to a meal once a month, but remember to treat me to one in return."
Zenji Sei's voice was not loud, but it was more firm and gentle than any of his previous responses.
Although Zenji Qing didn't say much, everyone could feel that Xia Youjie, who had closed himself off, was gradually opening up again, and he returned to everyone's side.
Seeing this, Gojo Satoru's slightly dim eyes regained some vitality. He then pulled Xia Youjie by the shoulder and started shouting that he wanted to have a "beer without going to the toilet competition".
Shoko, looking disgusted, shoved a skewer of meat into Gojo Satoru's mouth in an attempt to shut him up. Zenin Kiyoshi and Natsuyuki, on the other hand, both shook their heads with knowing smiles.
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The small room was filled with the aroma of food, beer foam, and the laughter of his companions.
On this fairly ordinary summer evening, on this still somewhat hot night, the long-planned barbecue and beer party hosted by the Zen Temple Qing had already begun to heal Xia Youjie's heart, which was on the verge of breaking, more effectively than any formal psychological counseling.
The road ahead is long, so long that it makes us feel insignificant, but at least for now, we are all still together.
The group ate for a very long time, and Gojo Satoru, in a good mood, drank a little too much.
As he drank, he told Xia Youjie about the things he had encountered in the illusion.
Xia Youjie also drank quite a bit of beer, and when he heard Gojo Satoru talk about those illusions, he had the same strong reaction.
As they talked and teased each other, their eyes reddened, and they secretly turned away to shed tears.
Shoko went home before the two of them got too drunk. It was Shoko's own suggestion, and she asked Zenin Sei to take her home.
"Xiaoqing, take me back. It's not good for me to rest here."
Zenin Kiyoshi didn't find anything strange about glass.
After all, no matter how carefree Shoko usually appears, she is still a girl, and it is indeed not appropriate for her to sleep with them.
Pushing open the door, the slightly scorching air outside rushed in, carrying with it the buzzing of mosquitoes that are unique to summer nights.
Although it was hot outside, the air was fresher than inside, since the greasy barbecue smell inside was still a bit sticky.
Although Shoko hadn't drunk much, the cold wind made her a little dizzy, and she instinctively leaned against Zenji Sei.
Chapter-378
The slightly humid but refreshing air of the summer night washed away much of the sticky smell of barbecue and alcohol inside, while the faint chirping of insects in the distance made the night seem even more lively and vibrant.
Shoko instinctively reached out and supported Zenin Kiyoshi's arm, leaning some of her weight on him.
"Have you had a little too much to drink?"
Zenji stood firmly in place, supporting Shoko's body. Once Shoko was able to stand on her own, the two of them slowly made their way along the dimly lit and quiet path in the college dormitory area.
There were hardly any people on this small path leading to the vocational college, and it was quite late, so there were only two of them.
The moonlight was still somewhat hazy, and the bright silver moonlight filtered through the gaps in the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the ground.
Just like the dappled sunlight, the moonlight filled the space between the two of them. But to be honest, there was no ambiguous feeling between them. Instead, they felt a sense of relief.
Zenji Seiichi hadn't decided what to say for a moment. After they had walked a short distance, Shoko suddenly spoke softly, her voice tinged with weariness, yet also with a hint of relief:
"That guy, Jetsu, should be able to truly move on this time. Although I don't know what you, Gojo, and Jetsu have been hiding from me, I'm still happy as long as I can help."
Senji Kiyoshi was slightly moved by Shoko's words. He looked at Shoko but did not speak, simply gazing at her quietly.
When Shoko met Zenin Kiyoshi's gaze, she understood his meaning. She could understand him, just as Zenin Kiyoshi could read her mind. It was an unspoken understanding.
"Hmm... to be honest, Xiaoqing, every time I look into your eyes, I feel like I'm being seen through. Your eyes are like looking in a mirror, as if your inner self is completely revealed."
Zenji Sei smiled faintly at Shoko's words, then said softly:
"So, let's talk about what's on your mind, Shoko. I can tell you have a lot to say to me right now, not necessarily to me, but you're under a lot of pressure."
As Zenjiro spoke, he looked at the stone path illuminated by the moonlight in front of him, his voice gentle and infectious.
"What Jay needs at this time is not reason, but time and companionship, because Jay is different from Wu. He is a very clear-headed person, so clear-headed that it makes him feel somewhat pained."
But now, Jie is probably fine, but Shoko, you've been busy helping others, there must be some things you haven't said, right?
Don't be so quick to dismiss me, Shoko. Do you know what kind of person you are in my heart?
Shoko remained silent, biting her lip, then gently shook her head and murmured:
"I don't know either, or rather, I'm not clear about what kind of person I am, but in my opinion, Xiaoqing, you probably understand me better than I understand myself."
Zen-in-shiki smiled and nodded upon hearing this, then said:
"You seem to trust me quite a bit, so let me explain briefly. If you think it's fairly accurate, then you can also share your thoughts."
In my opinion, Shoko, you are actually a very patient person with mature thinking. You are more mature than Jie and Wu, and even more mature than me in some aspects.
You're like an adult soul trapped in a young girl's body, though that might make you sound like a possessing old witch.
Hearing Zenin Kiyoshi's words, Shoko smiled helplessly. She patted Zenin Kiyoshi on the shoulder and complained:
"Who would describe a girl like that? But what you said is quite accurate, so please continue."
The monk nodded, then continued:
"But it is precisely this maturity, which far exceeds that of your peers, that gives you extraordinary patience and endurance."
Just like I said before, because Jae is too clear-headed, he can't even make himself confused even if he wants to. As for you, Shoko, you are mature enough to have completely controlled your emotions.
But those emotions you suppressed were not properly dealt with, because you, Shoko, were unable to solve the problem in the way you wanted.
I think... for you, Shoko, perhaps being able to only heal the wounded from the rear has always been something that brings you both pain and solace, hasn't it?
Shoko was suddenly stunned. She looked at Zenji Kiyoshi and didn't know what to say for a moment.
But her subconscious emotions told her that Zenji Kiyoshi could give her the answer.
Shoko's silence at this moment also told Zenji Kiyoshi to continue.
"You want to join us and fight on the front lines. In your mind, Shoko, we, who possess the talent of combat sorcerers, are always fighting on the front lines, constantly facing the fear and threat of death."
But you, although you are a sorcerer just like us, are unable to fight due to your own talent, and therefore cannot fight alongside us on the front lines.
Healing us is your only value, the only thing you can do to support us, isn't that what you think?
As Shoko listened to Zenji Sei's words, she felt as if the other party had seen right through her, and that feeling of being completely exposed made Shoko feel somewhat helpless.
"You always see things so clearly..."
Shoko's voice was very soft, almost blending into the night, and carried an indescribable sense of evasion:
"Yes, it's painful, yet it's the only solace... This kind of messy thinking is indeed contradictory, isn't it?"
She gave a slight wry smile, and without waiting for Zen-in-Chief to speak, continued:
"Every time I stayed in the rear and watched one wounded comrade after another being brought in, seeing their painful expressions, and even watching them die, I felt an indescribable sadness and helplessness."
There's nothing I can do. I can't fight alongside you. All I can do is try my best to repair your bodies after you fall... or your corpses.
Sometimes they can be saved, and sometimes we can only watch helplessly as life slips away.
I know this is my duty, my source of value. Being able to save my comrades and see you recover is truly the driving force and the solace that keeps me going.
But as she spoke, her tone gradually became agitated, carrying a long-suppressed emotion:
"But! But Xiaoqing, do you know? Every time I use the Reversal Technique to repair those terrible wounds, I think, why can't we stop all of this before they get hurt?"
Why must I forever remain in the rear, waiting to receive these bodies and lives that have been almost completely torn apart?!
Why am I confined to that cramped room, mending wounds, mending corpses!
Chapter-379
When Shoko said those words, it was as if she had released all the resentment that had been building up in her heart. After letting go of the burden in her heart, she felt much more relaxed.
She glanced at Zenjiro beside her and smiled self-deprecatingly:
"You bastard, you're not allowed to tell anyone what I'm telling you tonight, or I'm cutting ties with you."
Zenji nodded, then took two steps closer to Shoko, a spell fluctuation identical to Shoko's appearing in his hand.
Looking at the faint green light in Zenji Sei's hand, Shoko was somewhat taken aback and shocked.
"This, this is my technique? Heaven's Reversal of Mercy?!"
Hearing Shoko's words, Zenji Kiyoshi responded softly:
"Yes, this is your technique, but it's a little different from your usual technique, Shoko. Actually, I noticed your thoughts a long time ago. How should I put it? I'm afraid even you didn't notice it yourself. Many times, your worries are written all over your face."
"Don't deny it yet, Shoko. We share the same techniques, and perhaps that's why I can sense some of your emotions."
Hearing Zenin Sei's words, Shoko swallowed back the rebuttal she was about to utter. She looked at Zenin Sei, somewhat unable to meet his eyes, her voice trembling slightly.
"What does this mean? I can sense that the Heavenly Reversal of Mercy in your hand is very different from mine, no... it's a completely different form of expression!"
Seeing Shoko's surprised expression, Zenji Kiyoshi took two steps forward, then gently took Shoko's hand with his left hand, and let her touch the pale green orb that was floating on his right hand under her somewhat surprised and shy gaze.
"Shoko, I understand your thoughts and feelings. It is precisely because I know you well that I will not say any nonsense comforting words. No matter how well I speak, I can never change your situation, nor can I help you achieve what you want to achieve."
In my opinion, flowery words are not as valuable as a small, practical action. Comforting words can only bring you temporary peace, but as long as your situation does not change, they are ultimately meaningless empty words.
So... this is a method I've researched for a long time, one that will allow your spells to become offensive. It might be somewhat dangerous, but I don't think you'll refuse. This doesn't mean I've got you figured out, but I know that even if the price is heavy, it's nothing compared to the pain in your heart.
Looking at the burn marks on her palms caused by the ball of light, and feeling the powerful aura of the spell, Shoko didn't hesitate and immediately reached out and gripped it tightly in her hand.
Blood was drawn from her palm, but it was instantly healed by her own reversal technique. The wound kept healing and then reopened. Zenji Kiyoshi did not stop Shoko's actions. He knew better than anyone that Shoko had been waiting for this day for a very, very long time.
She didn't want to be a medical kit hiding behind everyone else; she wanted to fight alongside everyone on the front lines, even if it increased the danger she faced. Shoko was willing to do so.
Of course, Zenin Kiyoshi knew very well that even if Shoko eventually gained combat ability, she would most likely not be allowed to go out and fight. After all, her ability was too rare. A reversal spell that could be used on others was the biggest trump card for every faction.
Such scarce resources make it impossible for glass to face the enemy.
However, as long as Shoko's wish can be fulfilled, that is enough.
Often, it's not the accomplishment of the task that matters, but the process of completing it!
"Xiaoqing, thank you... thank you so much..."
When Shoko said these words, her voice even carried a hint of sob and a hint of crying.
She had been waiting for this day for a very long time. In the world of sorcery, the strength of most sorcerers is actually determined from the moment they are born.
It's innate, innate, innate!
These two words were like a heavy iron lock, locking most of the sorcerers in the world of sorcery inside.
To give a simple example, the mana bar of a sorcerer is predetermined from the moment they are born.
Gojo Satoru might be born with 1000 blue bars, while Shoko might only have 100. This is an innate difference that can never be changed.
Based on this, as long as there is enough mana, even the weakest spell can be amplified to a terrifying degree by the mana bar.
Su Nuo's slashes weren't actually that great, but thanks to his exaggerated mana bar, each of his slashes was comparable to a full-force attack from a top-tier warlock.
While the quality of a spell can improve one's combat power to some extent, mana is often the most fundamental factor.
This means that a sorcerer's strength is largely determined at the moment of birth.
Over the years, Shoko has fantasized countless times about being able to change the form of the spell and wanting to fight alongside everyone, but she can't do it; she doesn't have that talent.
She also tried to change the total amount of her magical power, but she couldn't do it; it was innate.
Shoko is trapped in the same place, unable to get out. Every time she sees her comrades going off to fight, she feels extremely lost and in pain.
Even if it's just once, she wants to stand in front of everyone and protect them!
Shoko's hand tightly gripped the pale green light that was burning and stinging, letting her palms tear open, only to have them instantly repaired by her own reversal technique.
The recurring pain, far from frightening Shoko at this moment, was instead a sweet confirmation, a confirmation that what she was seeing was not an illusion, a confirmation that what she was seeing was not her dream!
Shoko's eyes were fixed on the ball of light, her gaze filled with a complex mix of emotions.
Ecstasy, disbelief, and an almost choked longing converged in an instant, and large, warm tears were already sliding down her cheeks, but Shoko herself seemed completely unaware.
"Xiao Qing, can I really... do it?"
Shoko's voice trembled violently, trembling with sobs, yet also filled with immense expectation:
"My spell can really... no longer just wait in the back, waiting for everyone to protect me?"
She raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears as she looked at Zenji Qing. Those eyes, which were always weary and indifferent, were now surprisingly bright, as if a flame were burning within them.
Zenjiro looked at the tiny wounds that were constantly being created and destroyed in the palm of the glass, a complex look flashing across his eyes.
But Zenji Kiyoshi knew that this was Shoko's wish, her farewell to her past.
He didn't stop it, but instead used a gentler, more stable spell to maintain the existence of the ball of light, and said softly:
"Um."
Chapter-380
On the small path of the vocational school, a slightly scorching wind blew again. Shoko looked at Zenji Kiyoshi with an indescribable gratitude on her face. Her slightly flushed face was rosy, whether from excitement or some other reason.
Even under the moonlight, the blush on her cheeks was still striking.
"Shoko, you should know that I can completely replicate your technique. In the process of learning your technique, I unexpectedly discovered that your technique actually has a previously undiscovered aspect."
The "Heavenly Reversal Without Compassion" technique has never been merely used as a superior alternative to reversal techniques.
At this point, Zenji Seiwei paused slightly. His voice was steady and firm, and the certainty in his tone gave Shoko endless anticipation.
"If the Reversal Technique is actually a kind of reverse construction and application of the essence of curse power, then your technique is like creating an independent reversed curse power from this world."
How can I explain this to you in detail? Let me give you a simple example.
We use sewage to represent ordinary magical power, while the magical power after the inversion spell is like filtered fresh water.
Whether a technique can purify sewage indicates whether the practitioner has truly mastered the reversal technique.
But have you noticed a very important point? The presence of seawater is essential in this purification process. Without seawater, even if you master the reversal technique, you cannot create fresh water.
But your technique is different. Your technique directly generates clean fresh water. When I first discovered this, I was actually very surprised and shocked.
Because of the characteristics of this technique, it can only appear in the [Construction Technique], and it belongs to a special ability that constructs energy into a physical form.
But it's still different. The fundamental basis of constructing a spell is the existence of incantation power, but your spell seems to require no incantation power at all, so I continued to study it.
Finally, I discovered that when using the Heavenly Reversal Technique, every bit of reversal you generate will produce the same magical power in another place.
In other words, every time you create a bottle of fresh water out of thin air, the same amount of seawater will appear in another place.
And the power you've used from beginning to end has only been a little bit of fresh water. What about the seawater that also appeared? Have you ever thought about where it is?
The answer is simple: that power has always been there, but you just haven't noticed it.
Your technique inherently contains both revival and destruction attributes. The essence of the Heavenly Transformation is to control the flow and form of magical power. You can use it for the "power of revival," and naturally you can also guide it toward the "power of destruction."
The reason you haven't noticed this before is simply because your past understanding and needs have limited your power to the aspect of 'recovery'.
Zenji Qing slightly reduced the aggressiveness of the light sphere at this moment, making the pale green sphere gentler, more like a demonstration of energy.
"Watch closely how I use my spell power, like this."
Zenji patiently guided Shoko, making her watch every second of his actions carefully:
"When you use spells on others, do you feel a kind of [whoosh whoosh to puff puff] sensation?"
Um, I explained it using your usual way of speaking, it shouldn't be too hard to understand, right?
Seeing Zenji Sei's expression, Shoko couldn't help but laugh. She gently shook her head and whispered:
"You explained it very clearly. Thank you for teaching me in a way that I can understand. Neither Wu nor Jie know how to do it this way."
Zen-in Kiyoshi smiled upon seeing this, and then continued to explain:
"When you use this power, try changing your original sequence from [whoosh] to [poof] to [poof] to [whoosh].
In many cases, healing can be transformed into a process of 'decay' or 'rottenness'. Of course, this requires extremely precise control of magical power and a deep understanding of your spell; otherwise, it can easily affect yourself. This is very dangerous, so you must not practice alone until you have fully mastered it.
At this point, Zenji Sei looked at Shoko with an extremely serious expression and once again gave her a warning:
"No matter when, as long as you want to cultivate this, you must come to me. When I am not here, you are absolutely not allowed to cultivate alone."
Shoko listened to Zenin Sei's words, noticing the concern in them, and nodded earnestly. She then said:
"Although I care about these things, I care about my own life even more. So, stay here at the vocational college often and don't leave for too long!"
After saying that, Shoko didn't wait for Zenin Kiyoshi's reply. Instead, she held her breath and focused intently on Zenin Kiyoshi's actions, sensing every change in Zenin Kiyoshi's incantation power.
Shoko's control over her magical power is actually very precise, since using the Reversal Technique requires a high level of control over one's own magical power.
Moreover, because of her long-term exposure to this power, she also had a good perception of the opposite power. So, under Zenji Kiyoshi's guidance, the window paper that had always kept her away from the "aggressive" direction seemed to be gently broken.
A brand new possibility, one that filled Shoko with boundless hope, suddenly unfolded before her.
"I...I think I'm starting to feel something!"
As Shoko felt the power in her hand, she murmured almost subconsciously, trying to mobilize the cursed power within her body and mimicking that reversal technique.
At first, only subtle fluctuations appeared around Shoko, chaotic and disordered. But soon, under her terrifying control of the spell, a wisp of extremely weak energy, but with a clear destructive tendency, quietly condensed at her fingertips.
Although it was so faint as to be almost negligible, and it dissipated instantly due to improper control, even causing a stinging sensation in her fingertips, Shoko's eyes shone with an alarming brightness.
She did it! Even if only for a moment, even if it was insignificant! This proves that a path exists!
At this moment, a dark purple power appeared at the tip of Shoko's fingertips, corroding her flesh and blood.
She abruptly released the ball of light she had been gripping, and grabbed Zen-in-kiyoshi's arms with both hands, squeezing them tightly with emotion:
"I did it! Xiaoqing! Did you see that? I just succeeded! I can finally face those things on my own! Did you see that!"
Zenjiro Kiyoshi looked at Shoko's face, which seemed to have been rekindled with fighting spirit and radiated a new glow, and smiled with some relief.
He released his grip, dispersing the ball of light used for the demonstration.
"Let's start with the most basic perception and mental transformation. Starting tomorrow, find a quiet place and I'll teach you more advanced techniques. Oh, and remember, you're not allowed to practice alone when I'm not around!"