"Let's begin," the leader said calmly.
Walking into another secret room, two unlucky souls were bound to a cross, their wrists already cut, with blood flowing into bowls placed nearby, quickly filling them up.
In the face of such a scene, everyone in the room remained indifferent, including Akagi Shinsuke, who had grown accustomed to such situations.
Then, Hidan walked directly to one of the unlucky souls and, under everyone's gaze, unceremoniously picked up one of the bowls of blood and drank it down in one gulp!
Gulp, gulp...
Crash!
The bowl shattered into pieces on the ground, the remaining blood spilling everywhere.
Hidan then grinned maniacally, stepped on the spilled blood, and began drawing a special pattern.
Soon, a circular pattern with a triangle inside it was drawn with the blood on the floor.
After completing this, Hidan, standing inside the pattern, was incredibly excited. He could feel his chakra rapidly transforming into a special power, enveloping the blood he had previously consumed!
"Yes, that's it, that's it, hahahaha!"
Unable to contain his laughter, Hidan covered his forehead with his hand and bent over in glee.
When he stood up straight again, his entire appearance had undergone a dramatic change!
Hidan's skin turned black, with white lines rapidly appearing and spreading across his body, looking extremely frightening and eerie!
Then, amidst his laughter, Hidan took out a short spear from his pocket and curiously and excitedly lightly scratched his chest.
Immediately, a long bloodstain appeared.
Was he just engaging in simple self-harm?
No!
Hidan's eyes became even more excited and restless!
Because the unlucky soul he had drunk the blood from now had an identical wound on their chest!
Gush!
As Hidan watched intently, he plunged the short spear into his right leg.
"Ugh..."
The unlucky soul, whose mouth was gagged, instantly spurted a stream of blood from their right leg but could only make muffled sounds.
"It hurts... but it's... it's so comfortable!!!"
"Hahaha... let's die together!"
Amidst the mad laughter, Hidan kept waving the sharp short spear, creating more and more blood holes in his own body, splattering blood everywhere, while his expression was one of ecstatic pain!
Thud!
Suddenly, the curse automatically lifted, and Hidan fell to the ground in a starfish position, his face showing complete satisfaction, likely not even needing a post-pleasure cigarette.
At some point, the unlucky soul's eyes widened in terror, dying of fright!
Seeing this, the cult members observing and recording the events from a distance all showed extreme excitement.
They had succeeded once again!
Even the leader couldn't help but show a gratified smile. Hidan was indeed the most precious gift from the Evil God. Just one month had passed, and he had already mastered this curse technique to such a level.
Although the duration was still short, it was already quite thrilling.
In comparison, another version of Hidan that seemed to be a cut-down version in every aspect...
The leader's eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Akagi Shinsuke and said, "It's your turn, Shinsuke."
Akagi Shinsuke stepped forward, and the excited gazes of those around him turned into scrutiny and doubt, focused on him.
Compared to Hidan, who had achieved such proficiency in the Death by Blood curse technique in just a month, Shinsuke's progress was glaringly... zero!
In reality, even Akagi Shinsuke himself was surprised that he couldn't cultivate the curse technique - Death by Blood!
Despite overcoming his 'mental cleanliness' and convincing himself with the absurd excuse of 'drinking human blood has fewer parasites,' he forced himself to drink once...
But it seemed that his existence was itself an anomaly.
A person who shouldn't have survived somehow came back to life and got an inferior version of immortality.
Thus, it seemed reasonable that he couldn't complete the cultivation of Death by Blood.
Moreover, he wasn't particularly eager about drinking blood.
No other reason than finding it disgusting!
Who knows if the blood had any infectious diseases, like AIDS or something?
If he got infected, he wouldn't even be able to die...
Just bad luck!
So, aside from not knowing how to deal with the cult members, Akagi Shinsuke wasn't too disappointed.
After all, he was a transmigrator with a golden finger!
And the rewards he received this time could help him get through the crisis.
Seeing that, Akagi Shinsuke didn't drink the bowl of potentially infected blood like Hidan. Instead, he took out a sharp kunai and made a deep cut on his left wrist!
Drip, drip, drip...
In the silent secret room, Akagi Shinsuke held his left hand with the wound facing downward, letting the continuous stream of blood fall to the ground.
Seeing this, the leader of the cult, Takigawa, first frowned slightly, a hint of displeasure crossing his eyes, then spoke, "What are you doing... hmm!?"
Akagi Shinsuke didn't try to explain anything but closed his eyes, feeling the power within him.
The chakra suddenly accelerated through specific meridians, rapidly transforming into another form of power, the cursed energy used for the curse technique!
Then, Akagi Shinsuke suddenly opened his eyes and formed an unsealed hand sign.
Blood Manipulation!
Under everyone's astonished gaze, a large amount of blood flowed out from Akagi Shinsuke's body, moving around as if alive, swirling around him in a chaotic yet rapid motion..
The flickering light in the secret room, the bodies nailed to the cross, the eerie religious symbols, and the seemingly animated blood...
This scene had an oddly beautiful sense of the supernatural!
The question that Takigawa had almost asked seemed no longer needed. But to thoroughly impress everyone, Akagi Shinsuke still spoke, "This is the new curse technique given to me by Jashin-sama—Blood Manipulation!"
A new curse technique?
Blood Manipulation?!!!
Takigawa, recovering from his shock, looked at him deeply and then returned to his usual kind demeanor, approvingly saying, "Good, since Jashin-sama has bestowed upon you a new curse technique, then focus on it. Praise Lord Jashin~"