A Bizarre Adventure That Begins in Jujutsu Kaisen

At the very instant that Dio cast the spell and the crow froze, Amakusa Shiro, who was in the Takara Domain, suddenly narrowed his pupils.

...We've been discovered?

He immediately became distracted and switched his senses to the raven puppet seven hundred miles away.

Through the shared vision of the puppets, Shiro witnessed Theo precisely capturing the puppets.

Oh, I see... The wedding is already over.

We've been talking for a while now...

Without the slightest hesitation, he immediately severed the magical connection with all the crow puppets. The few fragments of souls that he couldn't retrieve in time simply vanished on their own, like a seasoned chess player decisively sacrificing a piece, cutting off any potential threat of being tracked.

Originally intending to continue deceiving the four top-tier cursed spirits, Shiro quickly switched to other puppets for tactical reconnaissance.

A few seconds later, he changed the subject, his tone becoming somewhat urgent:

"Listen to me, it's time for us to move."

My informant has already spotted Gojo Satoru arriving in Tokyo, and he's currently conducting a thorough search using his six eyes.

It is estimated that in fifteen seconds, his observation range will cover the area where we are now.

I plan to activate the spell immediately and teleport directly to Kyushu Island.

As long as he is far enough away, he will never be able to track down the remnants of the curse.

Ten seconds left. Nine, eight, seven…

He began to exert psychological pressure by using a countdown.

At the same time, a powerful aggregate of cursed energy, moving at an alarming speed and exuding an immense presence, did indeed appear on the distant horizon, approaching in this direction.

The combination of these two factors makes each falling number feel like a hammer blow to the heart, making rational thinking increasingly difficult.

"Let's go together! Let's cooperate!"

Before counting down to "six," Zhenren practically squeezed out this decision through gritted teeth.

The two "people" before me are of unfathomable strength, and although their ideologies differ, they are not without common ground.

More importantly, they offered a possible solution to avoid Gojo Satoru, the biggest threat at hand.

By introducing a common enemy, you've facilitated an otherwise impossible collaboration... You've succeeded!

Tuogen immediately and obediently withdrew the "Shore Horizon" that it had been maintaining on the beach, and moved to the person's feet with a series of splashes.

Hua Yu also silently stood beside the real person, carrying the Louhu.

Just as the countdown reached "five", a third Shiro emerged from the shadow at the feet of the first Shiro, still holding the huge black velvet curtain in his hand.

The real person deliberately used their soul vision to take a peek.

The moment the entrance to the Shadow Space opened, it "saw" that in the deep darkness, there were many more beings, all with the same soul as Shiro, but of much lesser weight, standing quietly.

Good heavens... an army of clones?

No, it should essentially be "simultaneous flesh-and-blood"—driven by tearing one's own soul into pieces and implanting them into a heartless puppet?

What an amazing idea... Even someone as knowledgeable about the soul as I am couldn't do something this meticulous and insane.

Before the real person could continue to ponder, the curtain suddenly opened like an owl spreading its wings, instantly enveloping all the "people" present.

The next second, they appeared outside a solitary, minimalist, pure white modern villa deep in the mountains on the western outskirts of Shimabara City.

The environment was tranquil, with only the rustling of the wind through the trees and the occasional chirping of birds in the distance.

Two seconds after they disappeared, Gojo Satoru's figure arrived late, hovering in the air above the location where the domain had just been.

He looked down at the street below, where the meteorite crater remained, quickly analyzing the complex and intertwined remnants of cursed power, and smacked his lips.

This usually effortless powerhouse finally experienced the frustration of being a step too late for the speedster.

On the other hand, even though it was just a blink of an eye during the teleportation, the multiple Shiro had somehow returned to a single individual.

Out of sheer caution, Shiro selected his puppet, which possessed the strongest combat power under normal circumstances, the largest amount of soul, and could almost be considered his "original body," and teleported it to a safe coordinate on the other side of the ocean.

Until the crisis is confirmed to be over, both sides in the negotiations are in a weak position and it is unlikely that another conflict will break out.

If either Gojo Satoru or Theo catches up with him... and if his most important "body" puppet is destroyed during the cooldown of the teleportation spell, he will suffer a huge loss.

For him, the "Time Wheel" technique, which can interfere with time, is a rare technique that he has only seen once in four hundred years, making it as rare as the Six-Eyed Manipulation Technique and the "Spirit Manipulation Technique".

As for spatial or shikigami-type spells like "teleportation" and "ten types of shadow magic," a few of them appear every hundred years, so it's not a big loss if they're lost.

"...Kaori," Shiro suddenly slapped his forehead, as if remembering something trivial, and looked at the woman beside him, "Did you...forget that Kong Shiyu is still over there?"

"It doesn't matter, just forget about it." Kaori's tone was nonchalant. "Kong Shiyu has already done his job well by leading us to these gentlemen and ladies."

Even if he is captured, he will be "restrained" and unable to reveal any information about us.

After all, we've already done this collaboration, so I'll send money to his family later.

"Hehe, you've really gone above and beyond." Si Lang chuckled lightly and said no more.

The group stepped into the villa.

The interior was completely different from what I had imagined. There was no eerie atmosphere like one would expect from an ancient sorcerer's workshop, nor any ancient books or mysterious materials that looked mysterious and incomprehensible.

The scene before me resembled more of a professional art studio for a fashion photographer or video creator who was extremely focused on visual aesthetics.

In the spacious, open-plan, high-ceilinged space, large areas of solid-color green and blue screens are laid out, extending from the floor to part of the walls.

A professional array of ring-shaped fill lights and softboxes hang like stars.

Several professional cinema cameras equipped with super telephoto lenses are quietly mounted on precision motorized rails.

The adjacent work area has several ultrawide monitors, with complex data streams and programming code interfaces that are difficult for amateurs to understand.

The entire space is clean, futuristic, and industrial in style.

The air was filled with the faint hum of electronic devices in operation, and a whiff of plastic and metal, similar to the smell of newly unpacked electronic products or photographic equipment.

Unlike Ryosaku, Amakusa Shiro surprisingly followed the trend.

"Now you can tell me, what exactly is the plan?" After sitting down on the simple white sofa in the living room, Zhenren spoke first.

Shiro sat down opposite him, his hands clasped on his knees, his red eyes calmly meeting his gaze as he slowly uttered the ultimate goal that the Lü Suo had been brewing for a thousand years:

"Let Tianyuan assimilate infinitely with all of humanity, and initiate an unprecedentedly efficient 'evolutionary selection'."

At that time, sorcerers will emerge like mushrooms after rain, and magical power will no longer be a talent of a few, but a qualification as common as breathing.

An ideal society will be born where there are no more spirits opposing humans, no more fear of each other due to differences in power, and where everyone can participate in building it according to their own will!

At that point, it won't matter whether you're human or a cursed spirit; as long as you possess cursed power and wisdom, you'll be an equal member of the new world.

This is the 'Optimization of Spell Power'!

This is—"the salvation of all mankind!"

"But what good does this do you?" The man tilted his head, a chilling smile spreading across his face. "There must be some ulterior motive behind pushing forward such a grand, yet ultimately meaningless, plan, right?"

"Ah... People don't necessarily have to strive for 'profit,' especially people like us who have lived for a very long time."

After all, time treats everyone equally. Although the body can be constantly replaced and repaired, the soul will be covered in dust.

The longer something stays in the world, the more wear and tear it undergoes.

After trying all the hobbies and interests, you'll find it hard to find anything that can truly bring you joy.

Once one's horizons are broadened, one's demands will become increasingly higher, and one will always feel that what one hears, sees, and experiences is not fresh enough, interesting enough, or exciting enough.

They also fear that they are not fresh, interesting, or exciting enough in the eyes of others.

So, like a train derailing, one inevitably heads towards excitement and madness.

Shiro paused, looked at Kaori who had been silent beside him, and said with a hint of self-mockery:

"To be honest, I'm in pretty good shape."

After the collapse of the Soviet Union, I found the world too boring, so I went into hibernation for twenty years and only recently woke up.

As for Kaori, she came from the brink of death.

What she experienced in this world of alliances and curses was a millennium-long struggle between dragons and tigers.

Kaori smiled slightly and continued the conversation: "While it can't be said that we've enjoyed ourselves for a thousand years..."

But I'm so glad I had the opportunity to personally host this interesting assimilation ceremony.

"Hmph... 'Interesting.'" The real person chuckled a few times and leaned back. "But I need to be responsible for my 'family,' and I won't agree to your request just because it's 'interesting.'"

Just five points of enlightenment are enough to make us flee like stray dogs.

What if another Theo, even stronger than him, comes along...? How will you deal with that?

Having lofty ideals is no match for the strongest fist.

Shiro frankly admitted: "Indeed... I'm afraid I'm no match for any of them, but it doesn't matter."

Although we are currently lacking in combat power, Kaori happens to possess a batch of cursed artifacts transformed from ancient powerful beings.

It's time to bring those sleeping 'spirits' back to the world.

For example, the strongest being from a thousand years ago, the "King of Curses" Ryoumen Sukuna, has his exclusive vessel already being secretly cultivated.

We have also found a suitable vessel candidate for the strongest being from four hundred years ago, 'Thor' Lu Ziyun.

If we can successfully awaken the wills of the other ancient sorcerers and enable them to complete their physical resurrection, the assimilation ritual will begin within two years!