The Japanese-fear sorcerer who started by taking in Tomie

"No, there really is an original version!"

Shin Hengyuan stared in shock at the Heart Sutra written in Sanskrit in his hand, his lips twitching.

Our library is truly a treasure trove; it has everything imaginable.

Although the school was bombed and classes were canceled, the campus itself remained open, as the playground was still usable and some clubs would come to participate in activities.

This morning, Xin Hengyuan had nothing to do, so after a simple workout, he went to the library to try his luck and see if he could find a few original versions of the scriptures. To his surprise, he actually found some.

That's incredible, absolutely incredible.

Xin Hengyuan stroked the edge of the book's pages. The paper was brittle and yellowed, but it was remarkably well-preserved and sufficient for his needs.

The Sanskrit characters are neatly arranged on it, each character carrying an indescribable ancient aura.

Xin Hengyuan subconsciously raised his head and peered warily at the front desk through the gaps between the bookshelves.

Fujiwara Chizuru remained seated, flipping through an unknown ancient book, her gaze behind her frameless glasses calm and serene.

Xin Hengyuan felt a little relieved and lightly traced a line on the top of the page with his fingertip.

"Proficient in languages".

The magic seeped from his fingertips into the pages, and the Sanskrit characters that were originally like cryptic texts suddenly became clear and easy to understand the moment they touched his skin.

"When Avalokiteshvara Bodhisattva was practicing the profound Prajnaparamita, he perceived that the five aggregates are empty, and thus transcended all suffering and distress... Gate Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha."

Congratulations on mastering the Five Rings Spell • Great Divine Incantation • Jieti!

【Great Divine Mantra • Jieti】

【Five Rings/Incantation】

[Spellcasting Components: Speech (must be recited in Sanskrit as "Gate Gate, Paragate, Parasamgate, Bodhi Svaha")]

[Effect: You chant the Prajnaparamita mantra in Sanskrit, unleashing a powerful purifying force. Within a 30-foot radius centered on you, all hostile undead, evil spirits, ghosts, and other creatures will suffer significant radiant damage; additionally, all friendly creatures within the area will recover health equal to 5 times your spell's key attribute modifier.]

Xinhengyuan remained silent.

Your Uncle Xinhengyuan is very happy that you have mastered a new spell, but he is not happy that you have mastered a fifth-circle spell.

More importantly, he could actually cast the fifth-circle spell; after converting all his spell points into mana, he could barely manage to cast it.

Of course, after use, Xin Hengyuan will immediately wither away, just like Hanako did before, falling into a coma.

This is the advantage of the mana system: mana is not controlled by spell slots. If spell slots are used, a level 3 warlock can only use second-circle spells at most.

Using mana, as long as the mana bar is long enough, a first-level warlock can still read a ninth-level scroll, the only cost being being bedridden for a few days after being drained of mana.

It's just a few days of paralysis, nothing serious.

Moreover, New Hengyuan would not use this tactic as a regular method.

A trump card should look like a trump card!

It deals massive area-of-effect damage and also provides group healing, making it a versatile weapon that can turn the tide of battle in crucial moments.

Furthermore, when it becomes absolutely necessary to utter that Sanskrit phrase, it means that the consequences are no longer a concern.

But Xinhengyuan couldn't help but complain.

"He hasn't even mastered the third-circle spell yet, but he's already mastered the fifth-circle spell. That's amazing."

"They've withdrawn."

Xin Hengyuan decisively picked up the original Heart Sutra and walked towards the front desk.

Fujiwara Chizuru glanced at the book, then looked up and then at the new energy source.

"This is Sanskrit. Can you read it?"

"Barely," Shin Hengyuan said without changing his expression.

"Still two weeks to return it, 100 yen per day overdue." Fujiwara Chizuru took a sip of the green tea on the table, glanced at Shin Hengyuan, and said, "You still haven't returned the copy of 'Tales of Fusang' that you borrowed last time, it's almost overdue."

"Okay, I'll do it as soon as possible."

Xinhengyuan readily agreed.

Fujiwara Chizuru pushed the borrowing register in front of him, and Shin Hengyuan picked up a pen and began to fill it out.

She took off her rimless glasses and slowly wiped the lenses with a lens cloth, then suddenly asked, with great confusion, "You're human, so why do you have demonic power within you?"

Shin Hengyuan paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Fujiwara-senpai, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

He remembered that Tamamo-no-Mae had said the same thing to him.

He remained outwardly calm, but his mind was racing.

Do I possess demonic power within me? Is the power within me magical, or is demonic power essentially the same as magic in this world?

"Stop pretending. I was the one who helped cover up the fact that you blew up the girls' restroom at school," Fujiwara Chizuru said, slowly shaking her head.

The pupils of Xinhengyuan instantly trembled.

"Well... I'm sorry, senior, I really don't know anything about demonic power."

Fujiwara Chizuru paused for a moment, her calm eyes widening slightly. She observed Shin Hengyuan for a while before softly remarking.

"You really didn't know?"

Fujiwara Chizuru took off her glasses, pinched the bridge of her nose, and then her eyes seemed to gleam with golden light.

"Boy, you're a half-demon... no, you're not a half-demon, you're a human. It's truly strange that a human possesses such pure demonic power."

Shin Hengyuan stopped writing, looked at Fujiwara Chizuru, and asked in a low voice.

"Fujiwara-senpai, what exactly is demonic power?"

Fujiwara Chizuru put her glasses back on, took a sip of her green tea, and glanced at Shin Hengyuan with her beautiful eyes. "Why should I tell you?"

Shin Hengyuan was speechless for a moment. Indeed, he had no relationship or interaction with Fujiwara Chizuru, and his senior had no obligation to answer his questions.

"The reason why it is called demonic power is because it belongs exclusively to demons. It is the power that demons transform from the essence of the sun and moon and the power left in the world."

Fujiwara Chizuru picked up her teacup, glanced at Shin Hengyuan again, took a slow sip, and then spoke.

"Humans take a different path. They extract power from their own essence, energy, and spirit, which they call spiritual power. These two have different origins but similar properties, but their cultivation paths are completely different."

"So that's how it is," Xinhengyuan suddenly realized.

So, my situation falls somewhere in between. I generate my own magical power, or demonic power, from within my body, while demons absorb the magical power that is free in the world and transform it into their own demonic power.

What exactly is that spiritual power?

Xin Hengyuan frowned again. The more he knew, the more he realized he didn't know. It was a vicious cycle.

"So, senior, what's the price?" Xin Hengyuan asked crisply, not believing that there was such a thing as a free lunch in this world.

Fujiwara Chizuru smiled slightly and calmly countered, "What price could you possibly pay now?"

"Don't think too badly of people."

"Then I'll thank you here, senior." Shin Hengyuan said to Fujiwara Chizuru.

Before leaving, Xinhengyuan asked one last question.

"Senior, are you human or a demon?"

"Who knows?" Fujiwara Chizuru replied simply.