Chapter 167: Chapter 155 – Just by looking at their stance, you can tell how strong this guy is! 4000
“I can’t perceive any cursed spirit’s aura around here.”
Yukinoshita Yukino opened her eyes and said on an empty street.
“It seems all the nearby cursed spirits have been dealt with.” Hachiman Hikigaya finally breathed a sigh of relief, his face relaxing as well. “How many did we purge?”
“More than twenty,” she guessed roughly without counting specifically.
Yukinoshita looked back at the street littered with the bodies of cursed spirits that were slowly fading into sparks. “Wonder where Lin Qi has gone.”
As she mentioned, Lin Qi had already demolished a whole block next door.
“Hmm?”
Amidst ruins of buildings, the black-haired young man suddenly lifted his head, gazing eastward. A powerful curse energy appeared within his range of perception, undoubtedly special grade.
He turned his gaze toward the direction where Yukinoshita and Hachiman stood. “From that direction, a first-class cursed spirit and an unworthy sorcerer… They should be able to handle it.”
“A special-grade one, probably related to this incident.”
Before he finished speaking, the black-haired young man vanished, leaving only a completely devastated street behind.
…
“Youngster, it seemed like you were enjoying yourself back there.”
Lokushu grinned, revealing his blackened teeth, purple flames igniting on his hand, warping space with its intense heat.
This is really trouble…
Arakawa took a slight step forward, his hand on the blade handle, forming a posture for quick draw: “What young? I’m an adult ya know.”
Now, if I want to survive, I must go all out!
First blood!
Shinden-ryu ·简易领域…Hmm!
Arakawa couldn’t activate his last resort,简易领域, due to a much stronger curse reaction appearing behind him than that volcano-headed cursed spirit.
Lokushu naturally wouldn’t miss such a strong presence either.
“What kind of presence is this?” Lokushu’s flames dispersed, his eyes widening, staring behind Arakawa.
With footsteps echoing, a young man with a refined face emerged from the shadow of the building.
What’s going on?
Such powerful pressure…
Lokushu stared at the suddenly appearing black-haired youth, feeling a myriad of illusions. It seemed as though standing there was none other than the King of Curses, Ryomen Sukuna.
His head lowered slightly, suddenly noticing his trembling hands.
Am I scared? Of a youngster? What a joke!
“Volcano-head…” Lin Qi looked at the special-grade cursed spirit in front of him and thought, “Oh, so you’re the one who attacked Satoru Gojo and got beaten up by the white-haired guy.”
“You brat!” The revelation infuriated Lokushu.
Lin Qi’s words, however, meant something else to Arakawa.
Does this person know Mr. Satoru? That means he’s on our side.
Arakawa relaxed, and his grip loosened.
Just by his stance, this guy is incredibly strong!
Come to think of it, Idezumi once mentioned another special-grade sorcerer as additional backup besides Akutagawa, probably this Lin Qi.
“Is it you, Lin Qi? Then leave it to you,” Arakawa said, ready to retreat.
Of course, he can’t involve himself in a battle between special-grades as just a grade-one sorcerer.
Ignoring him, Lin Qi focused on Lokushu, his icy eyes locking on the cursed spirit, his red pupils glowing in the dark night: “Be honest and say where your objective lies. You might die more easily then.”
“…”
“Don’t underestimate me!”
A massive surge of curse energy roared like a torrential fire as Lokushu threw everything at hand, facing off against the overwhelming presence that was even stronger than himself.
Seeing the black-haired youth swamped by a celestial-like fire pillar, his mouth curved upward: “Hmph, not too shabby…”
Before he could finish, a stronger force shattered the flames, the black-haired youth reemerging.
“You truly are foolish,” Lin Qi removed his hands from his pockets, clenching his knuckles: “Seems like you need a lesson.”
Dark patterns appeared on his face, revealing the second eye.
Ryomen Sukuna!?”
Lokushu’s pupils shrunk, involuntarily saying, “Incorrect, Sukuna should still be sealed in a container. Who the heck are you!?”
To his response was a lightning-fast charge.
Unprepared, Lokushu received a heavy strike under the chin, launching high into the air.
Lokushu extended his hands mid-flight, summoning flames within them, but they were cut neatly when his palms erupted into pieces of flesh. His sight filled with rapidly enlarging fists.
Was that…A slash?
It’s Sukuna’s art…
Without time for contemplation, Lin Qi’s fists dented Lokushu’s bones, catapulting into an adjacent skyscraper.
With a hawk-shaped spirit as a platform to jump towards the skyscraper, Lin Qi struck a powerful ray that illuminated the night, causing waves of heat to spread.
Instantly, the high-energy ray was cleaved, a large gash appearing, bisecting the skyscraper.
Floors collapsed one by one. Lin Qi, palm pressed onto Lokushu, carried him through the collapsing walls, re-emerging into the air.
He swung Lokushu like a baseball, crashing him against walls and roads, finally embedding deeply into the cement wall, cracks spreading in every direction.
Just what’s happening…
Lokushu heard a buzzing in his ears, as if surrounded by stars swirling around him.
Perceiving a massive surge akin to lightning, he instinctively countered, unleashing fiery flames consuming buildings.
Tornadoes of flames rapidly formed with bug-sized embers circling. Magma surged towards Lin Qi, splitting like an immovable reef.
Ember bugs charged fiercely, bullets that deafened, blanketing Lin Qi with dense fire.
But a large serpent emerged from shadows beneath Lin Qi, encircling and protecting him from the onslaught. Ember bug bullets deflected against the serpent’s scales.
Past the barrage, the serpent dove into the molten depths, lifting a stunned Lin Qi towards Lokushu.
Jaws wide open, biting into Lokushu and dragging him into a house.
Spirit!
Just what is his art?
Lokushu reached out, flames igniting on his palms, fighting back the serpent, but the serpent spirit transformed into shadow before dissolving away.
Instead, the black-haired youth came closer.
Abdomen hit by a heavy blow, Lokushu curled up, spitting out deep purple blood uncontrollably.
He mustered strength to throw a punch, blocked by Lin Qi’s hand. Another hand slammed the jaw, thrusting backward, the chest and joints following suit.
Punches left indistinct afterimages, Lokushu was overwhelmed, bruised everywhere until blown away by a surge of curse energy.
Lin Qi wanted to pursue but stopped at a building, observing several cowering civilians.
He grabbed them, smashing through the wall, casting them off into the streets.
Savaged and caught by hawk spirits, they were safely carried away.
Lokushu seized the moment to recover and locate Lin Qi again.
He was coming, swift as an arrow.
Lin Qi didn’t advance further, stopping before Lokushu: “So, ready to reveal your plans?”
Plans… Yes, Yago and Hanami went to Jujutsu High to steal Sukuna’s finger. All I need is to buy time, rather than defeating this sudden monster.
His head, battered, recalled the purpose of their mission.
Thus, he lowered his guard: “Alright, it doesn’t matter if I tell you.”
“Our goal is Sukuna’s finger inside Jujutsu High, used to lure Satoru for Night Parade in Shinjuku.”
Lokushu chuckled, “Too late no matter what.”
Pause.
Lin Qi nodded, taking out his phone to call Satoru.
As the phone rang, the curtain over Shinjuku was torn, Satoru’s figure appearing.
It took twenty minutes exactly.
Removing his blindfold, Satoru’s azure eyes glowed as he saw the phone’s notification.
“Heyhey, it’s Satoru desu, I tore down the curtain. The battle isn’t over yet, looks like you ain’t as tough as you seem, Rin-san~”
Before Lin Qi could speak, arrogant Satoru interrupted.
Annoyance showed on Lin’s forehead.
“Yeah, then maybe we stay out of that mess.” Lin chuckled, hanging up quickly.
In the next second, Lin’s phone rang. He hung up without hesitation.
The next second, Satoru appeared beside Lin.
“Really, why get irritated so easily?” Seeing Lokushu, his face lit up with joy.
“Isn’t that the volcano-headed dude whose head I twisted off last time? Seems like your guys set up this attack.”
Satoru smiled wickedly: “Any saviors still around to save you?”
All he wanted was to gain some time. Unexpectedly, Satoru dispelled curtains now…
Lokushu broke out in cold sweat.
“So you mention Jujutsu High? Not that your fate is sealed just yet,” Satoru said, turning back to Lin.
“They aim for Sukuna’s finger at Jujutsu High. This attack is purely a distraction.” Lin explained.
“What!” Satoru’s expression changed.
“Who remained in Jujutsu High, or does the enemy have some hidden tricks?”
“The principal is there, but this plan implies preparedness. Principal Negara is most likely in danger,” Satoru tapped his chin, “I’ll rush back. I leave this with you, Rin-san~”
“Goddamn it.”
A slash swung, but no trace of Satoru remained, the slash only gouging the cement wall beside the building.
Seeing Satoru hurriedly leave, Lokushu sighed in relief.
Regardless of whether Yago succeeded in stealing Sukuna’s finger, escape is necessary.
Lin Qi refocused on Lokushu: “Since we promised, let’s end it swiftly.”
He stretched both hands, forming a Yama Gate mudra: “Don’t worry, quick and painless.”
In Lokushu’s shrinking pupils, the black-haired youth whispered:
“Domain Expansion · Exorcism Kitchen.”
Giyu…
放学，然后成为咒术师：
