Traveled through time at the same time, but both clones were beautiful girls

He stared sharply at the imposter: "Who are you?"

"What are you talking about? I am Xia Youjie."

"Whether it's the power of my magic or my physical body, the information reflected in my six eyes tells me that you are Xia Youjie."

The carefree man's expression suddenly turned fierce and furious: "But my soul denies this!"

"Okay, I'm not."

Gojo Satoru's rage was met with...

"Alright, I admit I stole Xia Youjie's body, but even if I'm 99% wrong, don't you, Gojo Satoru, have any fault at all?"

Upon hearing this kind of rhetoric, not only was Gojo Satoru unable to keep his composure, but the two cursed spirits born from human negative emotions also felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"What's wrong with me?"

“After a sorcerer dies, a cursed spirit will inevitably be created, so every sorcerer’s body must undergo special treatment. However, you didn’t have Jia Ru Shao Zi handle Xia Youjie’s body, did you?”

Five words of wisdom left him speechless.

This was indeed his problem. He only wanted his dear friend to be laid to rest, but he never expected that someone would have designs on the corpse.

"alright."

The skull, magnesium, faded, blinked, and the remains were still intact. The hollow, the tattered, the sheath, the embedded, the hiccup, the blown, the unloading, the edge, the tomb, the burden, the heart, the grave, the innermost, the tomb, the innermost, the hidden, the box, the guillotine, the bank, the Lu Xian, the naked, the spring, the offering, the forgiving!

"Cooperation? A sorcerer and a cursed spirit cooperating? You must be joking!"

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly representing some kind of corrupted or incomplete text. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

Gojo Satoru's face was tense.

Yes, he knew that after today, the world of sorcery would soon enter a period where Izayama Yomi dominated the world, and that girl and the being behind her would become the common enemy of the world of sorcery and even all mankind.

If someone is simply the best in the world, then people will aspire to that, admire them, and follow them.

But if you could just casually pull down a meteorite to wash the ground...

Therefore, neither the sorcerer's world nor the secular world can tolerate having a god above them who can destroy everything at any time.

The nature of it has completely changed!

The two opposing camps of sorcerers... no, humans and sorcerers, under the extreme pressure of Isayama Yomi, have the possibility of cooperating. However, whether or not to cooperate is not a decision that Gojo Goshinori alone can make.

Just as Gojo Satoru was pondering, he noticed something unusual.

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"Tianyuan's barrier is gone!"

The man's face was pale and sparse, like a cluster of cherry blossoms. His father, a man with a slender waist, was surrounded by lush greenery. He looked at the woman with a slender waist and a slender waist, her face pale and slender. He spoke of the woman's beauty ...

The cave fell silent.

Whether they are sorcerers or spirits, they all seem to be imagining scenes of the future.

But then, a hurried footstep burst in!

"Hiren?"

"Hey, Gojo-sensei, you're really here! That bastard Sukuna didn't lie to me, you're still alive! That's great!"

Hisahito Itsuji was so overjoyed that he burst into tears.

But he soon discovered that there were not only five teachers here, but also two cursed spirits he had seen before, and a man with stitches on his head.

Driven by a peculiar stirring deep within his blood, Hisahito Itadori involuntarily asked, "Excuse me, who...who are you?"

Gojo Satoru stroked his chin: "I'd also like to know, since you're not Xia Youjie, you must have another identity. How should we address you?"

"Of course I am a person of status."

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He gazed at Hisahito Itadori with a strange look that was hard to define as either loving or not.

"I am your mother."

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Ciallo～(∠?ω)

After finishing Chapter Thirty-Two, it's time to enjoy yourself!

The main god space.

Two of the many black stars in the sky have already been lit.

One of them is unremarkable, symbolizing an ordinary world without any supernatural elements.

Another light shines brightly, yet it flickers, symbolizing the waxing and waning of yin and yang in the world of magic.

Adam is sensing it carefully.

The world essence he gained from the world of magic was significantly more abundant than that from the everyday world, making him even more powerful.

In fact, Adam didn't quite understand how strong he was now. He could only feel that his power was increasing almost every moment!

The existence of a supreme deity in such a miraculous way is truly outrageous.

He opened his eyes and looked around, discovering that the total area of ​​the God's Space had increased many times over, appearing extremely empty and desolate.

"Since I have nothing better to do, I'll try creating some wonders."

Adam snapped his fingers.

"Mountain!"

The flat ground suddenly arched upwards, forming a ridge.

A massive mountain range stretching for tens of thousands of miles rises from the ground, with bare peaks distributed in all directions, while the highest peak in the middle is white-tipped and pierces the sky!

"Where there are mountains, there will naturally be water!"

Amidst the continuous rumbling sounds, torrents of water rushed in from various mountain valleys, converging at the foot of the mountains to form a roaring, surging river.

"Where there is a long river, how can there be no sunset?"

As soon as the words were spoken, a magnificent, fiery red sunset hung above the end of the long river. The golden afterglow seemed like a demon god about to return to heaven. The sunset quickly sank into the ground, and in the east, a bright moon pierced through the light clouds.

Above the middle of the sky.

The black stars, symbolizing countless worlds, remained dim and lifeless, with only two stars appearing so lonely.

“I have the authority of the supreme god, so it is not difficult for me to create these things here.”

"But we can't create intelligent life like humans. Alas, we can't even create microorganisms, let alone humans."

microorganism?

With this in mind, Adam had a carton of yogurt in his hand, or rather, a dairy product that tasted like yogurt: "I guess you could call it yogurt."

After creating the natural landscapes, Adam built various human-made wonders.

He tried to transform his room into a magnificent and majestic palace, experiencing the thrill of being an ancient emperor. He ran around playing the roles of emperor, eunuch, minister, and guard, having a great time.

After getting tired of playing with it, Adam transformed the space into a misty celestial palace suspended in the heavens.

As a result, the already empty and desolate environment became even more deathly still, and the emperor's throne felt chilly on his backside.

Not satisfied!

I'm not satisfied with anything!

He pondered for a long time before finally realizing what was happening.

Apart from "I", there are no other living beings in the God's Space. In other words, this is the private space of all Adams.

Since it's a private space, there's no need to make it too spacious; in fact, it needs to be a bit narrower because, psychologically speaking, it makes you feel safer.

So he kept the original design.

A simple seaside villa, still decorated very warmly, with several scenes set up next to the villa.

A library, prepared for Sakayanagi Arisu.

An arcade with snacks always on hand, prepared for Isayama Yomi.

A little something... well, a children's playground, this was prepared for himself.

After getting everything sorted out, he began to share his vision and see what the other two versions of himself were doing.

I glanced at Huang Quan first.

Adam was engrossed in creating wonders, and several days had passed since he smashed a meteorite down. According to the timeline of the Spell World, this was late spring to early summer, which happened to be the time of the Sanja Festival.

Tokyoites are as sexually deviant as porridge vendors, and as tenacious as cockroaches.

Even though they had just experienced a nightmare a few days ago when they were almost hit in the face by a meteorite, they still had to hold the festival when it was time to go. In their words, "When I saw that Tokyo TV was still broadcasting anime that day, I knew that the meteorite would not hit my head, so there was no rush."

Yomi was accompanying Kagura to the festival and watch the fireworks.

This is completely different from the image Adam imagined of sitting alone in a high-rise building, looking miserable and living on air.

Isayama Yomi is completely unlike any villain that everyone wants to beat up!

There are differences between villains.

The fake villain: He is ostracized and targeted by most people, and his former relatives and friends are also implicated, either dying a violent death or being controlled by powerful forces. Even so, the villain himself is mostly afraid to speak out.

The real villains: because they are too cruel and powerful, their former relatives and friends are carefully protected and pampered by the authorities, who dare not let anything happen to them.

Needless to say, Huang Quan's relatives and friends, not counting acquaintances, only Jinguji Ayame and the Tsuchimiya family father and daughter are counted.

Especially Kagura Tsuchimiya, there have never been many who secretly had designs on her.

But ever since Isayama Yomi uprooted the Shinkage-ryu clan, which seemed to be plotting some grand conspiracy, overnight, and hanged a certain clan leader at the National Assembly, all the malicious spying has vanished.

Death and blood nourished the enchanting flower of the underworld, allowing it to bloom brilliantly and shelter those it cares about from the storm.

At some point in the past, Yomi Isayama had considered withdrawing from Kagura's life in order to force his delicate younger sister to become more mature and strong.

However, the original body dismissed this idea.

Adam clearly preferred the innocent and cute young girl to the mature and steady new head of the Tsuchimiya family.

There was no other way; Isayama Yomi had to listen to him.

The statement, "Kagura should also grow up," has become an empty phrase.

She's currently watching fireworks with Kagura, swaggering around openly and without any attempt to conceal it. Meanwhile, the sorcerers secretly protecting Kagura are all keeping their eyes down, pretending not to see anything, like ostriches.

"Bang! Bang bang bang!"

Fireworks from the festival exploded high in the sky.

Kagura Tsuchimiya looked up at it with a dazed expression. Girls her age always have no resistance to these kinds of trinkets.

"How's things going with what I asked you yesterday, Kagura?"

"Ugh."

Kagura Tsuchimiya sighed, her tone slightly reproachful: "At such a beautiful moment, Yomi-nee-san, please don't bring up that matter, okay?"

But after complaining, she said seriously, "I've talked to my father about settling in another world without cursed spirits. He said I'm not a child anymore and that I should decide for myself."

How could Tsuchimiya Masara not understand his own daughter?

He knew, of course, about Kagura's cowardice. He knew she was unwilling to kill, dared not kill, and even dared not kill the living dead possessed by the cursed spirits. He knew that Kagura was simply not cut out to be a sorcerer.

In the past, he might have forced his daughter to grow up quickly and be ready to take on the mission of the Tsuchimiya family at any time.

But now that the Tsuchimiya family has no mission left, why would he stop his daughter from living the life she wants?

"Then what do you think?"

"Go!"

"Going?"

"Yes! To another world!"

Seeing her answer so decisively, Yomi Isayama couldn't help but become suspicious, and his sharp eyes swept over Kagura.

"Woo!"