Heaven has bound me to weakness? I angrily unleash the Eight Gates!

Along the way, he didn't encounter many swimmers, but he did encounter quite a few cursed spirits.

Of course, this also made him discover something: even though he has now completed the Eight Gates Formation, he can still obtain the power of blood and qi by killing powerful cursed spirits.

In other words, he can keep getting stronger by killing cursed spirits.

This was an unexpected surprise for him.

By continuously improving the base values, the upper limit of the Eight Gates Formation is constantly increased, which is simply perfect.

"Hey, do you know what comics are? And what a comic artist is?"

At the same time, a dejected voice came from ahead.

Zenji Jinsuke raised his head and looked at the man sitting in the chair in the distance.

Are you asking me?

Charlie, with his silver hair and blue eyes, looked at Zenji Jinsuke. "Yes, do you know the answer to that question?"

As a cartoonist, and an unrecognized one at that, someone suddenly tells him that there exists a kind of magic called sorcery in this world, something that can only exist in comics, but is now happening in reality.

The sudden change in the world around him plunged the cartoonist into depression.

If scenes from comics appeared in real life, what would be the point of comics?

He had always believed that the purpose of comics was to create something that didn't exist in real society, a world that people longed for.

But the changes in reality dealt him a heavy blow, and he no longer understands the meaning of comics.

Or rather, they've lost their reason and motivation to draw comics.

What is the meaning of comics?

Zenji Jinsuke stroked his chin and thought seriously for a while before saying solemnly, "I don't know, everyone has a different opinion."

"Let's put that aside for now. Could you transfer your game points to a swimmer named Fushiguro Miki?"

Not long ago, someone added rules allowing swimmers returning from the Dead to freely transfer points, which most likely means that Itadori and his team have already succeeded.

He had already tested this on the swimmers who had tried to rob him before; game points could be transferred remotely as long as one was within a barrier.

Upon hearing this, cartoonist Charlie fell into a brief silence.

Zenji Shinsuke patiently awaited his answer.

“I can give you the points, but I want to ask you a favor. Can you give me a reason to fight?”

In this game of death and rebirth, everyone's reasons for fighting are too negative.

If you're going to draw a battle manga, you at least need to give readers a reason to keep reading!

Charlie spoke loudly to himself.

"Please! Give me a reason to fight! A reason that makes me want to kill you!"

Charlie, who inexplicably became a sorcerer, couldn't understand why the reason for the battle between swimmers was so negative.

This is not comic book at all; he couldn't even imagine who could read such a comic.

Who on earth is watching?!

Looking at the manga artist in front of him, who was driven somewhat mad by the manga, Zenji Jinsuke could understand the man's mental state. He was probably driven a little crazy by the readers' demands for more updates.

"Hey, your comics must be really popular, right? Can you tell me the name? I'd like to buy them and take a look sometime."

Zen-in-shiki said calmly.

"..."

Upon hearing this, Charlie froze instantly, looked up and gazed through his disheveled hair at Zenji Jinsuke, "I have never published or released any comics."

"I see. So there must be some award-winning works, right?" Zenin Jinsuke continued to ask.

Charlie shook his head and whispered, "No."

"Then why are you still drawing? Don't be a cartoonist. You don't have the talent. Just accept the changes in reality and become a lowly sorcerer."

Zenji Shinsuke couldn't help but complain.

When the other person asked such a philosophical question, he thought they were some kind of comic book master, but it turns out they're nothing special.

"You say I have no talent? That's because they simply don't understand comics!"

Zenji Jinsuke's words successfully ignited Charlie's fighting spirit.

"Thank you for giving me a suitable reason to fight."

Charlie raised his large paintbrush and thrust it towards the Zen temple.

The steel pen tip pierced Zenji Jinsuke's chest, making a crisp sound as if it had hit a steel plate. The pen tip could not budge him in the slightest, nor even pierce his skin.

After experiencing Su Nuo's dense barrage of slashes last time, his physical defense seemed to have become even stronger. In addition, the physical body, which was bound by the Heavenly Curse, had an extremely strong resistance to curse power, making it impossible for ordinary curse power attacks to even break through his defenses.

"I just want game points, I'm not here to fight you, you comic book kid."

Zen-in-sensei flicked his finger, shattering the pen pressed against his chest.

Looking at the paintbrush breaking into pieces, Charlie realized that he was no match for the guy in front of him.

Charlie tossed aside his broken paintbrush and raised his hands, shouting, "I surrender!"

Although he has lost the motivation to draw comics, he has not lost the motivation to live.

Faced with Charlie's surrender, Zenin Jinsuke did not make things difficult for a future manga artist. "Can you transfer your game points now?"

Charlie immediately summoned the little golden beetle and, in front of Zenji Shinsuke, transferred his meager five game points to Tsumiki.

"Turn around."

After finishing everything, Charlie looked at Zenjiro Jinsuke and asked, "May I leave now?"

"Let's go. By the way, regarding the previous question, I don't know what a cartoonist is, but if it's about comics, I think its purpose is to bring joy to people."

As long as your comics bring joy to people, no matter how many negative reviews you receive, you are a qualified comic artist.

Keep it up, young cartoonist! I hope to see your comics published someday.

With that, Zenji Shinsuke waved and left.

There was a powerful aura nearby, faintly visible; it must be the person he was looking for.

Charlie watched Zen-in-suke leave, deeply moved. "I will definitely work hard!"

The expert is right. No matter how the world changes, isn't the purpose of comics to bring joy? There shouldn't be so many rules and regulations!

The editor who rejected him completely misunderstood comics!

On a certain coastline, there is a place where countless shipping containers are piled up.

I wandered aimlessly without any destination and unknowingly ended up in this place.

He defeated many swimmers along the way, and his game points reached 40.

The little golden beetle suddenly appeared and announced that it had received another five game points, causing Wan to purse his lips.

"Was it that guy again?"

She could already picture that annoying guy grabbing the other person by the neck and forcing them to transfer points.

"Da, da, da..."

Just as Wan was complaining, a figure emerged from the container alleyway. Their eyes met, and the air suddenly froze.

Is she a swimmer?

The man who suddenly appeared ignored Wan and instead inquired about his little golden beetle.

"Yes, she is a swimmer."

Upon hearing this, Lu Ziyun, who had just killed several swimmers, smiled again.

"I hope it won't be this boring..."

Chapter 115 Lu Ziyun 1 vs. Wan

Wan also looked at Lu Ziyun, and the little golden beetle beside him revealed information about the other party.

The swimmer who still has 100 points is currently the person with the highest points in this barrier.

"You must be a sorcerer who has been reborn from flesh, right?"

Wan sensed an aura about the other person that didn't belong to this era and deduced their identity.

"Four hundred years ago, Lu Ziyun was one."

Lu Ziyun sensed a powerful aura emanating from Wan and became somewhat interested.

If I can encounter a few decent opponents before challenging the strongest sorcerer, Sukuna, that would be good; consider it a warm-up.

"A thousand years ago, ten thousand."

Both sides identified themselves to each other.

There wasn't much fighting spirit in her eyes; she just wanted to find a suitable vessel.

I have no interest in these sorcerers who are reborn from flesh.

"A thousand years ago?"

Upon hearing Wan say that he came from a thousand years ago, Lu Ziyun paused for a moment, then smiled slightly. "You should know Su Nuo, right? Do you know where he is?"

He was just worried about not being able to find a place for Su Nuo, and this is perfect timing.

"Oh? You're also looking for Su Nuo? Do you like him too?"

Wan raised an eyebrow. She hadn't expected Su Nuo to be so popular; besides herself, there were even men who liked her.

"I just wanted to challenge him."

A strong fighting spirit flashed in Lu Ziyun's eyes.

Four hundred years ago, he was already old and frail, and still could not find a sorcerer who could fight him.

From the moment he was bound by the constraints of fate, he came to this era to challenge the ancient ways.

"Challenge Su Nuo? Then I advise you to give up. You are no match for him, and he can only be defeated by me."

Wan glanced at Lu Ziyun with disdain and made his assessment.

Not just anyone can challenge Sukuna.

Lu Ziyun sized up Wan, her eyes narrowing slightly. "So, you're very strong?"

The next instant, Lu Ziyun's figure disappeared from Wan's sight, and in the blink of an eye, she appeared beside Wan, delivering a high roundhouse kick towards Wan's head.

However, Wan was no pushover either. Liquid metal appeared out of nowhere to block the attack, and then he swung his fist out, smashing it into Lu Ziyun's stomach.

A burst of purple lightning exploded, and Lu Ziyun dodged the attack like lightning, a smile appearing on her face. "You know where Su Nuo is, right? If I win, then you'll have to tell me everything about Su Nuo."

"Of course, that's assuming you can survive."

As she spoke, Lu Ziyun had already transformed into a blur and rushed towards Wan, her body still enveloped in dazzling lightning.

His magical power shares the same attribute as lightning, so every attack he makes is imbued with lightning.

"Tch, they really think they're something special."

To be honest, he used a construction technique, and his entire body was covered in a thin layer of armor.

A pair of transparent, thin wings grew from his back, and he wore a helmet that looked like an insect on his head. From a distance, he looked like a giant insect.

This is a technique that Wan developed through observing insects.

As we all know, the effects of the Construct Spell are extremely powerful, capable of creating objects out of thin air. However, it has a fatal flaw: it consumes a great deal of spell power.

Even a powerhouse like Wan cannot withstand a prolonged battle.

However, she discovered new applications of constructive techniques by studying insects, finding that insects have ingenious body structures.

Some insects can easily lift objects several times their own weight, while others, despite being very small, can fly at astonishing speeds.

By observing the strengths of various insects, she developed her own insect armor set, which would not deplete her magical power at once, but would also greatly enhance her body.

With a sudden flap of his transparent wings, Wan transformed into a blur and charged towards Lu Ziyun.

Soon, the two afterimages clashed, the powerful impact shattering the surrounding containers and creating a vacuum zone.