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    The Fourth Day of Transmigration

    Stared at by Gojo Satoru’s gaze, which felt almost physical, Xue Yang showed no fear. Instead, he was in the mood to tease Gojo Satoru. “Blue eyes, huh? It’s my first time seeing them. Such beautiful eyes, I really want to dig them out and add them to my collection.”

    However, Xue Yang was just speaking casually. The strength Gojo Satoru had just displayed already told him that he couldn’t beat the white-haired man opposite him. He spoke this way only to show Gojo Satoru his attitude of outright refusal to submit.

    Gojo Satoru chuckled, seeing through Xue Yang’s thoughts.

    This person really is…

    “Kid, that won’t work on me. My Six Eyes can see through everything, you know.” Saying this, Gojo Satoru pointed to his own eyes.

    In response, Xue Yang merely sneered, indicating he didn’t believe it.

    Gojo Satoru looked helpless. “Oh dear, it seems you don’t believe me. That’s quite heartbreaking.”

    “But you’ve also noticed, haven’t you? This isn’t your original world.” The smile on Gojo Satoru’s face was replaced by seriousness. “Although you are indeed speaking Chinese and possess Cursed Energy, the information my Six Eyes fed back to me is that you are not a person of this world.”

    The moment Gojo Satoru mentioned him being from another world, Xue Yang dropped his smile. His amber eyes fixed intently on the other man’s beautiful eyes, which seemed to hold the sky, as if he wanted to hear what else he could perceive.

    “Ah, don’t stare at me like that. If you keep looking at me like that, I’ll think you’re falling in love with me. Although I do have the ability to make people fall in love with me instantly, I suppose.”

    The serious atmosphere was suddenly broken.

    Gojo Satoru could laugh, but Xue Yang couldn’t at this moment. After all, the feeling of having one’s strength seen through was not pleasant.

    Xue Yang continued to stare at Gojo Satoru without speaking, his right hand quietly gripping Calamity, maintaining vigilance against Gojo Satoru.

    This guy is very strong, and I can’t even use Spiritual Energy, not even the Stygian Tiger Seal is working.

    If he attacks, I…

    “You’re making me look like the villain here, kid. Gojo-sensei is a good person, you know.”

    His train of thought was suddenly interrupted, and Xue Yang simply gave up. Either way, he was going to lose.

    Xue Yang: “While I’m not exactly a good person, neither do you look like one. Also, I’m not some ‘kid.’ My name is Xue Yang.”

    Gojo Satoru made a gesture of clutching his heart. “If Yangyang says that, I’ll be very sad.” After saying this, he wiped away a nonexistent tear.

    Inside Xue Yang’s mind, two little Xue Yangs, one black and one white, were currently fighting.

    The white Xue Yang was punched and sent flying by the black Xue Yang before he could even open his mouth.

    The black Xue Yang was aggressive: “Let’s go, let’s beat that hateful guy to death!”

    Just as he was about to step forward, the white Xue Yang, who had crawled out from who knows where, hugged his other leg. Unable to retract his raised foot, the black Xue Yang fell face-first onto the ground.

    The black Xue Yang sat up and punched the guy clinging to his leg. “Idiot! Why are you stopping me? Watch me beat that stinky white-haired guy to death!”

    After being hit, the white Xue Yang clung tightly to the black Xue Yang and refused to let go. “No! That guy is too powerful. If you fight him, you’ll lose your life.”

    In the end, the white Xue Yang ignominiously achieved victory by clinging relentlessly and preventing the black Xue Yang from moving an inch.

    As the two little Xue Yangs disappeared from Xue Yang’s mind, the black little Xue Yang could still be heard shouting things like, “Let go of me! I’m going to beat that guy to death!”

    Having failed to beat up Gojo Satoru, Xue Yang reverted to his usual cynical appearance, smiling at Gojo Satoru. “Since you can tell that I don’t belong to this time, you must also be able to tell why my Spiritual Energy and the Stygian Tiger Seal—what you call Cursed Energy—aren’t working.”

    Seeing the small canine teeth Xue Yang revealed, Gojo Satoru felt that this version of Xue Yang was much more pleasing to the eye.

    Gojo Satoru: “Of course I know, but why should I tell you?”

    Just as Xue Yang was about to lose control and jump up to hit him, Gojo Satoru seemed to realize that his words were indeed a bit excessive. He smiled at Xue Yang and then said, “However, if you’re willing to call me ‘Brother,’ I might tell you.”

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