Jujutsu Kaisen: Throne

"bingo!"

This is why Gojo likes White Zetsu!

This bastard insults and acts arrogantly, never distinguishing between friend and foe.

The kind that spreads indiscriminately throughout the entire hospital!

Upon hearing this, Itadori and Kugizaki stared wide-eyed in shock.

A look of surprise appeared on Fu Hei's face.

He only just learned that the reason why he hadn't appeared at the academy in the future was because of his injury.

After resolving the students' doubts about him, Gojo Satoru stroked his chin and looked at a certain spirit.

"White Zetsu, don't you remember that volcano from last night?"

"Not only can we communicate like you, but we can even expand our knowledge in different areas."

Bai Jue waved his hand dismissively: "No impression, don't know him."

"How could I possibly remember that kind of trash who could be killed with a single slap?"

Seeing the shameless White Zetsu, Itadori and Kugizaki couldn't help but twitch at the corners of their mouths.

Last night it was this guy, who had been hiding in the center, protected by shadows, ever since the start of the war.

It's the kind of situation where you can't even squeeze out.

"Oh~"

Gojo Satoru chuckled softly, his mind racing with thoughts.

He couldn't see anything wrong with Bai Jue.

Upon hearing Ijichina's account of the volcano's head, Gojo Satoru's first suspicion was actually about the future.

It has the same characteristics as White Zetsu, but is even stronger.

In addition, it can predict the college's route of action in advance.

Just like before the moth created the panda...

There are many failures, including those that lack communication skills and are simply incompetent.

"White Zetsu, where's that guy with the fake smile?"

Chapter 44 Doubt and Warning

"White Zetsu, where's that guy with the fake smile?"

Gojo Satoru smiled.

"I'm going back to that shabby place at the Zen temple."

Bai Jue replied listlessly, "He said he hadn't been back for half a year and had some troublesome issues to resolve."

Gojo nodded and didn't ask any more questions.

"Mr. Gojo, what are you going to teach us today?"

"I can't breathe!" Huzhang asked excitedly, raising his hand.

Upon learning how strong Gojo Satoru was, Itadori and Kugizaki's motivation to study increased significantly.

"Meow~"

"I don't have time today, you can study in the classroom."

Gojo Satoru grinned without a hint of apology: "I have an urgent order from above, teacher. I need to go abroad for a few days."

"So, you can learn from Bai Jue for a few days for now."

"ah??!"

"With White Zetsu?!"

Itadori Kugizaki stared in astonishment.

"Humph!"

White Zetsu's seemingly displeased snort was actually more difficult to suppress than an AK's raised lips.

Fukuro added helplessly, "White Zetsu...senpai enrolled half a year ago and even carried out missions with the upperclassmen."

"Senior White Zetsu is indeed more than capable of teaching you the theoretical knowledge about mages."

"Yes."

"That's the situation. I'll be heading out now."

Gojo Satoru smiled, waved, and then turned and left the classroom.

Itadori Kugisaki and his companion exchanged bewildered glances, experiencing for the first time the teaching style of Gojo Satoru.

"Fukuko, has that guy always been like this?"

Kugizaki asked with a displeased look.

Fu Hei nodded speechlessly: "That guy was never the type to do a cushy job at the college."

“Occasionally, some top-tier cursed spirits will appear overseas, causing widespread disasters.”

"That guy does travel to other places for business often, and I find it strange that he would come to the classroom in advance to tell me."

“It’s normal for a mission that can be taken on a whim to suddenly disappear for several days.”

Itachi slapped his forehead helplessly: "He really is unreliable."

"Ahem,"

"Cough cough cough,"

Just now, the White Zetsu looked sleepy and listless...

At this moment, he was sitting with his legs crossed, eyes slightly squinted, and his smug face seemed to have four big words written on it.

I'd like to ask the old man for advice!

......

The Zen temple has a storeroom, which is located on the second basement level.

The sound of blood falling into the bathtub echoed in the dimly lit passageway.

Standing on the steps, he spoke coldly: "Retrieve all the corpses from under the bathtub; the base also needs to be relocated."

The charm of the Zhu family, the sight of the Hangzhou business, the support of the Huai River, the 7th anniversary of the founding of the People's Republic of China ...

Yesterday's move by Louhu suggests that he may have guessed what the future holds.

This is partly about setting up five points of enlightenment, and partly about figuring out one's own strengths and weaknesses.

It's no secret in the world of sorcery that White Zetsu has followed him for many years in the form of a cursed spirit.

Controlling White Zetsu allows one to steal information from others; mastering the art of spirit manipulation grants one immense power.

He had considered this matter long ago and was not worried about White Zetsu's safety.

It's just unexpected that such a weakling as White Zetsu would be able to defeat him.

That's overly cautious.

Not long after,

Nearly a hundred slightly swollen corpses were laid out in three rows.

Non-magician, Level 2 mage, Level 1 mage.

There are former members of the Zen temple family known as "Bing," as well as curse masters with special techniques.

The HDB tanner spotted a familiar companion among the pile of bodies being retrieved...

Haruta Shigemen, whose golden ponytail had been stained a bewitching purple by the blood of the cursed spirit.

Tanzao couldn't help but shudder.

Six months later, he could still vaguely see the ferocious expression on Haruta's face before his death.

Looking at the fully recovered Tanzaku, I felt a faint sense of admiration for him.

Six months ago, during the escape farce, he ordered Tanzo to cut off one of his own limbs.

Considering that he needs both hands to create cursed tools, the original plan was to have him cripple one of his legs as punishment.

Unexpectedly, this thing took a different approach and cut off the fifth limb between the legs.

This incredible move...

It's hard to say whether it's shrewdness or foolishness.

In the future, he slowly walked past rows of neatly arranged corpses, leaving only pools of blood on the ground.

He stored the White Zetsu's spare body into his spatial storage, then calmly faced the thousands of cursed spirit remains hanging upside down above the bathtub.

The divine space that had been opened up burst forth with overwhelming magical power in the blink of an eye!

Ten thick blood vessels, resembling those on the human body's meridians, suddenly shot out from another dimension!

"Bang, bang bang!"

The sonic booms continued to resound!

Tanzo stared at the blood-red afterimages flying everywhere, cold sweat beading on his forehead as he remained motionless.

I'm terrified that if I take just one careless step, I'll end up like those cursed spirits...

It was pulverized and exploded into a cloud of blood mist.

After absorbing the last bit of remaining magical power, Mirai said softly, "Take Tanzo up and settle him in the mansion."

"If they dare to run, just kill them."

"Rest assured, Master!"

With a face full of fear, the tanner said, "I will certainly do my best to serve you and make incantations for our Zen family for the rest of my life!"