Deep within Jujutsu High, the Treasure Vault.
This was a forbidden area where the most dangerous and evil Cursed Objects in the Jujutsu World were stored.
Normally, it was guarded by both Tengen's barriers and elite sorcerers.
But at this moment, in front of the heavy iron doors, the two Second-Grade Sorcerers responsible for guarding the place lay in pools of blood, their fates unknown.
"Hum hum hum~"
A light humming sound broke the deathly silence.
Mahito hummed an unknown tune, walking out from the shadows of the woods with cheerful, child-like steps.
He was in a very good mood.
Although he had been schemed against by that guy named Lynn before and it was a bit embarrassing to be rescued by Hanami...
But today, as long as he got the six fingers and the Cursed Womb: Death Paintings inside the Treasure Vault, it would be a great achievement.
"Once I get the fingers, that guy named Lynn..."
Mahito licked his lips, a cruel light flashing in his heterochromatic pupils.
"I'll knead his soul into the most interesting shape too."
He walked to the door of the Treasure Vault, preparing to raise his hand to destroy the seal.
Suddenly, his movements stopped.
Because in front of that heavy, eerie iron door, something had appeared at some point.
An exquisite mahogany tea table.
A comfortable armchair.
And a teapot emitting steam.
A young man wearing a suit vest and gold-rimmed glasses was sitting in the chair, elegantly holding up a teacup and gently blowing on it.
"Whew..."
Lynn took a sip of tea, then looked up at the stitched face frozen in place.
"Good afternoon, Mr. Mahito."
Lynn put down his teacup, revealing that gentle smile that made people want to punch him.
"In such a hurry? Why not sit down for a cup of tea?"
Mahito's face instantly contorted.
Him again!
That haunting, shrewd merchant!
"You..."
Mahito stared fixedly at Lynn, his eyes full of vigilance and killing intent.
"How can you be here?"
Lynn stood up, patted the dust off his clothes, and blocked the door to the Treasure Vault.
"Why am I here..."
"It's obvious."
"This path is closed. Unless you pay me a toll."
"A toll?" Mahito laughed from anger.
Although he was somewhat wary of Lynn's strange "rule-based ability," Lynn was alone here.
There was no pink-haired kid (Itadori) who specifically countered souls, nor that annoying First-Grade Sorcerer (Nanami).
"Just you?"
Mahito's body began to change. His arm suddenly swelled, turning into a giant bone blade wrapped in nauseating Cursed Energy.
"Since you've delivered yourself to my doorstep..."
"Then don't blame me for being ruthless!"
Killing intent erupted.
Without any nonsense, Mahito kicked off the ground and charged at Lynn like a cannonball.
He was extremely fast. The explosive power of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit was fully displayed at this moment.
However, Lynn did not show fear.
The grading of Jujutsu Sorcerers is based on the grade of Cursed Spirit they are guaranteed to be able to exorcise.
In other words, a Second-Grade Sorcerer is definitely much stronger than a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit, and a First-Grade Sorcerer is definitely much stronger than a Grade 1 Cursed Spirit.
And now, Lynn, with the strength of a First-Grade Sorcerer enhanced by the system, had reached the peak combat power of a First-Grade Sorcerer.
He was even a bit stronger than Aoi Todo.
Lynn reached for his waist and instantly pulled out a pitch-black kunai.
The Cursed Energy circuits in his body operated frantically; it was a massive amount of Cursed Energy at the level of a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer.
Hum!
Lynn's figure instantly disappeared from the spot.
It was movement speed pushed to the extreme.
"What?!"
Mahito was startled; his bone blade struck empty air, only smashing the mahogany tea table.
Immediately after, a sharp sound of wind attacked him from the side.
"Over here."
Lynn's voice rang in his ear.
The kunai in his hand flickered with the black light of a scale, precisely stabbing towards the "7:3" weak point on Mahito's neck.
Ten Shadows Technique!
Pfft!
A black light flashed.
Although Mahito reacted extremely quickly by twisting his neck, he was still sliced with a wound deep enough to see the bone.
"Arrgh!!"
Mahito clutched his neck and retreated, his eyes filled with shock.
"This Cursed Energy..."
"Didn't you only have the strength of a Second-Grade Sorcerer?!"
The last time they met, this man clearly only had Second-Grade strength and could only rely on long-range attacks to wear him down.
How could his physical body and Cursed Energy have strengthened to this extent in just a few days?!
"I'm a merchant, after all."
Lynn flicked the purple blood off the kunai and said with a smile.
"As long as you have money, you can buy anything."
"Including power."
Lynn charged again, the kunai in his hand turning into black afterimages that enveloped Mahito.
With the physique of a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer as support, combined with the infinite ammo of the Infinite Kunai Pouch ،Lynn now possessed the capital to confront a Special Grade Cursed Spirit head-on.
"Damn it!!"
Mahito was being beaten back steadily.
His body constantly deformed, trying to counterattack, but every attack was nimbly dodged by Lynn or precisely parried by the kunai.
"Don't get too cocky!"
Mahito roared, his body suddenly swelling into a giant meatball with countless spikes shooting out from within.
"Idle Transfiguration: Polymorphic Isomer - Soul Repulsion!!"
An all-around attack with no blind spots.
"You can't dodge this!"
However, Lynn didn't dodge.
He pulled out two kunai from his waist and crossed his arms in front of his chest.
A large amount of Cursed Energy was poured into them, forming a black barrier.
Clang clang clang clang clang!!!
The moment all the spikes touched the kunai, their points of impact were precisely severed, and they fell powerlessly to the ground.
This was a defensive technique Lynn had developed himself.
By infusing a large amount of Cursed Energy, he made the technique engravings on the kunai run at high speed.
This in turn generated a barrier capable of breaking through the weak points of the enemy's attacks.
The dust cleared.
Lynn still stood in place, completely unharmed.
He looked at the panting Mahito and revealed a mocking smile.
"Is this the strength of a Special Grade?"
"If you only have this much skill..."
Lynn pointed to the Treasure Vault behind him.
"Then you can forget about entering this door for the rest of your life."
Despite his harsh words, Lynn knew very well in his heart.
At this time, Mahito had not yet fully recovered from the previous battle, which had wounded his very foundation.
His current strength could only be said to be less than one-tenth of his peak.
According to the original plan, Mahito didn't need to face a strong enemy; he only needed to steal the Cursed Objects.
It was because of this that Lynn could confront Mahito so easily.
If Mahito were in his prime, Lynn certainly wouldn't be able to handle it with such ease.
"You bastard..."
Mahito was completely enraged.
The humiliation of being toyed with by an ant made him lose his reason.
"I'm going to kill you!!"
"I will definitely kill you!!"
A terrifying surge of Cursed Energy erupted from Mahito's body.
He was preparing to get serious.
And Lynn also gripped his kunai tightly, his gaze solemn.
Although he was being provocative, he knew very well in his heart.
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That was just the warm-up.
The real battle was only beginning now.