"Hahahahaha!!!"
Kenjaku trembled with excitement as he watched the white-haired man slowly rise from the concentrated dark green blood.
Kenjaku, hunched over like a little old man, finally couldn't hold back and let out an unrestrained, arrogant laugh.
Overcome with emotion, Kenjaku coughed violently, spitting out another mouthful of blood, looking as if he might drop dead any second.
"We won!"
Kenjaku, his eyes bloodshot, wiped the fresh blood from his mouth, laying the foundation for victory.
Kenjaku had gone all out; he had only lived for a thousand years, and he had invested half of his life's savings into this.
Fortunately, the 38th head of the Gojo Family, Gojo Xin Yan, was successfully summoned by Kenjaku.
What made Kenjaku ecstatic was that he could actually feel a faint connection with Gojo Xin Yan.
He even had a bold idea,
"It seems I can control him!"
Yes, this was clearly a master-servant contract.
Aside from being completely broken by Kenmyo's Domain and having bad luck until today, Kenjaku felt for the first time that he was favored by the goddess of luck.
The command he had pre-written into the Cursed Technique had also taken effect.
"Kill Gojo Satoru and that brat!"
In Kenjaku's eyes, Gojo Xin Yan instantly became his trump card.
Because the most important underlying logic of the Cursed Technique that reverses Yin and Yang and revives the dead is that the revived cannot go against the will of the caster.
That was the content recorded on the stone tablet engraved with mysterious raven symbols. Kenjaku had also found a fragment of a Cursed Technique that surpassed all his understanding in an ancient ruin buried 500 meters below sea level.
After deciphering the text, the stone tablet could be used as a medium to communicate with Yin and Yang, but it was a one-time consumable.
Even after expending so many resources, Kenjaku still felt he had made a huge profit!
This was a huge gain! With this bodyguard, Kenjaku would no longer have to hide, essentially possessing power comparable to the entire Jujutsu World.
Gojo Xin Yan was a rather special head among the successive Gojo Family heads. Even without the Six Eyes, his exceptional talent allowed him to rewrite Limitless, and he nearly wiped out the Kamo and Zen'in Families.
It could be said that in that era, Gojo Xin Yan's name symbolized the strongest, a paramount existence of his time. Back then, Kenjaku dreamed of obtaining Gojo Xin Yan's power.
Now, Kenjaku's long-coveted "white moonlight" had finally been obtained through a roundabout way and firmly clutched in his hand.
"You scum, have you seen me at my peak?"
The white-haired man slowly opened his eyes, revealing a pair of crimson eyes, different from the Six Eyes, sparkling like blood agate.
"No, so now let me, no, let all humans of this era see."
Kenjaku's mouth was nearly stretched to his earlobes, and his voice trembled as he spoke.
"The true power from the Gojo Family."
Gojo Xin Yan did not reply. He slowly raised his hand, recalling how his hands before death were no different from withered old trees, yet now they were like those of a 30-year-old.
"Even the strongest cannot defeat time."
Although he had not only been resurrected but also returned to his youth, this was not what he wanted.
A look of disgust appeared on Gojo Xin Yan's face, and he said in a cold tone,
"I really don't know where a rat from the gutter like you got the guts to wake me from my sleep?"
"Heh, Xin Yan, times have changed."
Being compared to a sewer rat, Kenjaku, on the contrary, smiled. Trembling, he raised his rotting arm.
"This is no longer your era of sole dominance."
Kenjaku eagerly exercised his authority as "master." He desperately wanted to see the strongest of that era prostrate on the ground, calling him master like a dog.
"Kneel!"
But nearly two seconds passed, and Gojo Xin Yan remained completely motionless, unfazed.
"Kneel! Kneel before me!"
"Impossible."
A bead of sweat appeared on Kenjaku's forehead, and a bad premonition arose in his heart.
"The ritual succeeded, the crucial master-servant bond cannot fail."
But Kenjaku looked up and saw Gojo Xin Yan looking at him with mockery.
As if watching a clown.
Gojo Xin Yan didn't hesitate, his left hand's five fingers together, he plunged it fiercely into his chest.
The sound of flesh tearing could be heard.
"You mean this, right? It's been bothering me a bit since just now."
Kenjaku's eyes widened, because he saw Gojo Xin Yan casually pull his own heart out of his chest.
The freshly extracted, bloody heart was still beating, inscribed with black unknown Cursed Techniques and runes. The Cursed Technique that controlled life originated from here.
Gojo Xin Yan, looking fearless, directly crushed his own heart, not even considering putting it back.
"Suikun's Reverse Cursed Technique?"
Gojo Xin Yan's suicidal act definitely had a reason behind it.
When he noticed the gaping, bloody hole in Gojo Xin Yan's chest rapidly healing, he immediately thought that the body was constructed from the sacrificed Special Grade Cursed Spirit, Suikun. Therefore, it was not surprising for him to master its Reverse Cursed Technique.
This was indeed the case; a strong person would naturally be keenly aware of any abnormalities in their own body.
When Gojo Xin Yan's soul descended into this body, he immediately discovered that this body was entirely composed of fragments of a Special Grade Cursed Spirit.
Gojo Xin Yan, now unbound, did not answer. He merely raised his hand towards Kenjaku and then squeezed it forcefully.
"Wait!"
Kenjaku's eyes showed horror. Before he could react, he was almost instantly compressed into a one-centimeter ball of flesh by some unknown Cursed Technique.
Not a single drop of blood was left, and not a single bone was wasted, which showed the precision of the caster's Cursed Technique.
"Times have changed? Ridiculous."
"My power is the strongest in any era."
Gojo Xin Yan killed that thing as easily as swatting a mosquito, and then immediately cast it from his mind.
"However, the only thing I thank you for is giving me a chance to live another life."
"Kill Gojo Satoru?"
Gojo Xin Yan immediately became interested.
As for the other one, he had no interest whatsoever.
"The Gojo surname, he must be my descendant."
"To make the guy who revived me so wary, it seems my descendant's strength must be quite good."
Gojo Xin Yan felt that this body still had some problems. When he used the Cursed Technique just now, his hand almost exploded.
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"It seems more adjustments are needed."
This was because Gojo Xin Yan's soul power was too overbearing, so the Cursed Energy he possessed far exceeded the design limit Kenjaku had set for this body.
Gojo Xin Yan still needed to catch some Cursed Spirits to supplement his nutrition.
Who would have thought that the former strongest would have to use such crude methods to maintain his body's operation?
All in all, a world where only Kenjaku was hurt came to be. He expended a large amount of resources and lost a clone that could have been used for a long time, only to gain an uncontrollable ingrate.
"Gojo Satoru!"
"Wait, your great-great-great-grandfather is coming for you."
"Boom!!!"
At this moment, outside St. Maria Academy, there was a huge rockery, about 20 meters high. But with a loud bang, this rockery had now turned into a pile of fragments, with an endless stream of debris falling down.
"What kind of monstrous strength is this?"
Suguru Geto, bleeding from his head, lay in the ruins, unable to stand up for a long time. He was completely disheveled, covered in dust, with blood and lime in his hair.
One of Suguru Geto's arms had suffered a very severe fracture, so it hung limply at his side.
The pain caused cold sweat to stream down Suguru Geto's forehead; he was drenched in sweat.
"I was a bit careless, didn't dodge."
Because Suguru Geto had initially judged there to be only one, but in reality, there were five.
All five attacking at once almost caused Suguru Geto to be overwhelmed.
In the distance, five jet-black, child-like Cursed Spirits lay on the ground, laughing wildly as if watching a comedy, seeing Suguru Geto in such a miserable state.
Don't be fooled by their small Cursed Spirit physiques; each one had greater strength than the last, and their abilities were more bizarre than the last.
"How in the world were these guys cultivated?"
Suguru Geto had already witnessed five different abilities: cloning, invisibility, laser eyes, fire breath, and hardening.
This was originally a Jujutsu that originated in a certain country, but after spreading to Southeast Asia and mixing with the taboo Cursed Technique of 'Jian Tou' (Head-dropping), the entire effect of the Jujutsu changed.
The origin was the 'Five Ghosts Moving Technique', but its core was tampered with and became chaotic, truly an unholy blasphemy, incorporating the unique taboo 'Xiao Gui' (Little Ghost) of Southeast Asia.
Each of them was a quasi-Special Grade Cursed Spirit, and the difficulty lay in these five Cursed Spirits being like a single entity, their minds connected.
Suguru Geto summoned a Cursed Spirit to attack one of the ghost-baby Cursed Spirits, even if it was in a blind spot. That Cursed Spirit could still react, likely because they possessed a skill similar to shared vision.
"Just like Miss Mei can share vision with crows."
Moreover, if it were purely based on numbers, Suguru Geto would definitely have the advantage.
But from the strange debris on the ground, it was clear. These five child-like Cursed Spirits were so powerful they were like a demolition crew.
Ordinary Grade 1 Cursed Spirits were like a mere dish in front of them.
Suguru Geto pulled out a bottle of healing potion given by Kenmyo from his pocket and drank it without hesitation.
Because he felt a bit dizzy, possibly from a severe concussion, and feared he might collapse any second.
After drinking a cup of the healing potion, Suguru Geto felt much better.
He touched the scabbed wound on the back of his head, which was inflicted by the invisible Cursed Spirit. Its invisibility technique was so advanced that Suguru Geto couldn't discern it at all.
The fire-breathing Cursed Spirit could spray fire over a wide area; the high temperature had directly crystallized the sand beneath Suguru Geto's feet, showing how incredibly hot it was.
It was a large-scale destructive Cursed Technique; Suguru Geto released a group of Cursed Spirits, and it burned a group of Cursed Spirits.
Laser eyes and cloning were also like this.
"A bit tricky."
It was both danger and opportunity.
Honestly, Suguru Geto really wanted these five Cursed Spirits for his own use.
Because Suguru Geto felt that if he could subjugate these five Cursed Spirits, his Cursed Spirit Manipulation would likely advance to the next level.
Suguru Geto's sense of crisis grew stronger. The strength and talent of his two friends were truly terrifying, so much so that even for Suguru Geto, who was considered a super genius by others, he needed time and a lot of energy to learn, to hunt, and to convert all these things into combat power.
But even so, Suguru Geto still felt a very large gap between himself and his two friends.
Therefore, Suguru Geto had to work harder than his friends, so that "the strongest" would not become a title that constrained him.
"I must take them down!"
The laser eyes and fire breathers easily killed nearly forty to fifty of Suguru Geto's Cursed Spirits in one-on-many engagements.
Invisible approaches were completely undefendable. If the invisible one attracted attention, and the remaining Cursed Spirits attacked together, Suguru Geto might die on the spot.
But it wasn't impossible to fight.
Suguru Geto determined that in this environment, he had a Special Grade Cursed Spirit that was particularly suitable for use in this situation.
"A few brats pushing me to this extent."
The full effects of the healing potion kicked in, and Suguru Geto felt his vision much clearer.
So he unhesitatingly released his two complementary Cursed Spirits.
One was the familiar Rainbow Dragon, and the other was a Special Grade Cursed Spirit Suguru Geto had not yet used, because the power of this Cursed Spirit was too terrifying.
It was a power similar to a rule-based system.
"Roar!!!"
A dragon-shaped creature with a green snout appeared beside Suguru Geto, flying out from a pitch-black cave.
It charged towards the five Cursed Spirits.
A tall woman in a khaki coat appeared beside Suguru Geto.
"Cover us, Rainbow Dragon!"
The Rainbow Dragon opened its mouth wide, wide enough to swallow all five Cursed Spirits at once, but it wasn't that easy.
One of the Cursed Spirits with monstrous strength actually grabbed the Rainbow Dragon's chin with its two small hands, then retreated dozens of meters. It regained its stance and actually lifted the Rainbow Dragon.
And the laser eye fired a red beam directly at the Rainbow Dragon. The temperature was so high that even though it was one of the Cursed Spirits with the hardest scales, it was useless; it was literally flayed alive.
Moreover, a needle-like pain seemed to come from the top of Suguru Geto's head again.
It was the invisible Cursed Spirit.
Suguru Geto immediately felt something was wrong and quickly had the Cursed Spirit next to him activate its Cursed Technique.
The woman in the coat, wrapped entirely in bandages, opened her mouth and let out a scream.
Then, almost instantly, all living creatures within a three-kilometer radius became unable to move, trapped in a completely blue world.