Curse Return: Demon Void Girl Doesn't Want to Be a Weakling

The next afternoon, in the assembly hall of the Panxing Sect.

The lobby is well-lit, with transparent glass that allows light to filter through and create colorful spots on the floor.

The five curse masters of the Panxing Cult stood in the center of the hall.

They exchanged glances, their minds filled with suspicion.

Although the five of them were not top-tier, they were all the backbone of the church, and it was unclear why they had been summoned at this time.

Lu Suo sat in the chair that belonged to the cult leader, his robe hanging from his shoulders to the ground.

He read out the names of the five people one by one, and each person whose name he called out took a half-step forward nervously.

"You have all been in the Panxing Sect for quite some time. You have participated in all the important actions of the sect in recent years. You are all loyal subjects, there are no treacherous ones among you."

Lu Suo's voice was soft, but his tone was very serious, which made the five people stand up straighter.

"I called you here today to give you an opportunity for advancement."

He stood up from his seat, turned slightly to the side, and the real person emerged from the shadows behind him and stood beside him.

The man wasn't smiling today; he had his hands in his pockets, was wearing a suit, and looked very formal.

"He can help you adjust your soul structure, making your souls more compatible with the spell. Not only will the capacity of your spell power increase, but the effects of the spell will also be enhanced."

What? Such a good thing?

The five people in the audience looked at the strange stitched face in disbelief, as if a pie had fallen from the sky.

After a moment of silence, Tianbian was the first to take a step forward.

"So, what is the price?"

"There is no price to pay." Lu Suo looked at him and gave a seemingly gentle smile. "You are the backbone of the Panxing Sect. I never lie to my own people."

"The curse master doesn't lie to other curse masters, do you want to accept that?"

Looking at him, Tianbian always felt that behind that smile lay an abyss that devoured life, and he couldn't help but shiver.

But after glancing to his left and right and seeing the excited expressions on the faces of the others, Tanabe gritted his teeth.

He had to consider whether this was the only opportunity he would ever have.

Choice is more important than effort!

"Then there's only one answer!" Tanabe stepped forward, laughing as he snapped his cane in two, knelt on one knee, and declared fervently, "I will pledge my allegiance to you!"

Inspired by Tian Bian's example, the others no longer hesitated and readily offered their loyalty.

"Line up, one at a time." Lu Suo nodded in satisfaction and sat back down in his seat.

Tanabe was the first to walk onto the stage. The master made him kneel on the prayer mat, and then went around to his back and squatted down.

He opened his palms, initiated the transformation of non-action, and placed his palms on the back of Tian Bian's head.

Tanabe's body stiffened for a moment. He could feel a cold aura invading his brain, changing something without him even realizing it.

The real person placed their finger on the back of his head for about five seconds before withdrawing it.

Tanabe opened his eyes and stood up. He looked down at his hands, clenched his fist, and then relaxed it.

The capacity for magical power has truly increased dramatically!

A sense of omnipotence welled up in Tianbian's heart.

With such immense power, he could probably throw two darts from 800 miles away even if he encountered the strongest modern-day Gojo Satoru!

One by one, the people behind them went up and knelt on the prayer mats.

Some kept their eyes tightly shut, not daring to open them at all, chanting, "May Buddha protect us, may Mazu protect us, may God protect us, may Amaterasu protect us, may Vishnu protect us..."

Some clenched their teeth, and the sound of their teeth chattering could be clearly heard.

Some even took out a picture of a two-dimensional little girl, clutched it tightly in their hands, and whispered a prayer, "Mommy, please bless me, Mommy, please bless me."

"Xia, you bastard!" After he came down, the last person grabbed him by the collar. "You shameless bastard, how dare you call my mother that!"

Xia patted him on the shoulder and gently comforted him, "It's okay, we anime veterans are very forgiving. My mother can be your mother too."

The true man silently transformed the soul of the last person through non-action.

Afterwards, he pondered for a moment and said to Lu Suo, "I think Lou Hu is right, the cursed spirits are the real humans."

Lu Suo couldn't respond to the real person; he was reflecting on whether humanity truly had no hope.

Will all of humanity become like this after assimilating with the Heavenly Origin?

Ignoring their superiors' brainstorming session, the five key figures were already excitedly discussing it downstairs.

"I feel like I can withstand a direct slash."

"What?! It's actually a powerhouse at the Slash Realm!"

The others gasped in surprise, looking at Xia with admiration.

"Of course, I'm a defense specialist."

"And you? How are you feeling?" Tanabe asked as well.

"Good, indescribably good." The person next to him loosened and clenched their fist. "It feels like the magical power has transformed from a stream into a river, and I can use it at will."

"Me too." The third person looked down at his shadow, which twitched around his feet, its attack power being ten or even nine points stronger than that of the modified forward!

"It's been twenty years, hasn't it?" Tanabe continued. "My technique hasn't changed, it hasn't changed in twenty years, but it was all upgraded in that one instant."

"+1, it feels like something that's been locked inside my body has been unlocked." The person standing next to him pointed to his chest and then to his forehead. "Could this be the legendary genetic lock?"

"Isn't it said that what's being adjusted is the soul?"

"Aren't they all pretty much the same thing?"

"That seems to be true."

"good."

The five people nodded to each other, stopped their discussion, and looked at the two people on the stage.

The real man had already closed his eyes and was standing next to Lu Suo.

Lu Suo waved his hand, sounding somewhat weary, "Go back and rest after you've adjusted. You'll be assigned tasks later, so make the most of your strength these next few days."

"Yes, Your Excellency!"

The five people responded and walked towards the door one after another.

The footsteps faded into the distance in the corridor and eventually disappeared.

The man looked at the empty doorway and put his hands back into his sleeves.

"During the modification just now, all five souls suffered varying degrees of damage. The price of widening the spell channel is the continuous collapse of the soul structure."

The real man could no longer hide the malice in his tone; modifying sorcerers always gave him pleasure.

"At most one person can live for more than two months, while the others will start to die within a month."

"That's enough, just for Halloween." Lu Suo stood up and straightened the collar of his kasaya.

"Nagoya and Osaka will go to the first two, Fukuoka to the third, and the remaining two will be assigned to the outskirts of Shibuya for initial attrition."

The real person nodded and walked towards the door. "Then you can take your time to arrange it. As long as it allows me and Kujo Mashiro to fight again in the end, that's fine."

"So confident?"

"We will win."

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