Heaven has bound me to weakness? I angrily unleash the Eight Gates!

However, the Zen family had already ingrained the importance of incantation power and spells into their very bones, and he was no exception.

However, as the two brothers demonstrated increasing strength, the Naobi people gradually changed their indifferent attitude.

Try to ease the tension between the Zen family and the two brothers.

Even if we can't be family, at least we shouldn't be enemies.

The Naobi people believed that the fact that Zen-in Jinsuke came to him for a favor meant that the other party still recognized his identity as a member of the Zen-in family. As long as he tried his best to meet the other party's needs, the other party would definitely remember it.

The idea sounds wonderful, but the reality is quite the opposite...

Zenji Jinsuke is just in it for free; if you give him something, he'll take it for free; if you don't, he'll force himself to take it.

Chapter 13 The Correct Way to Unlock Heaven and Curses

High-ranking members of the sorcery world.

In the dimly lit room, a group of mysterious high-ranking officials were having a discussion.

"That kid Gojo Satoru has already awakened his technique. I estimate it won't be long before he becomes the strongest mage of our time."

An elderly figure appeared and disappeared, expressing his opinion.

While Gojo Satoru's strength was indeed formidable, it also disrupted the balance, leading to the emergence of more and stronger curses in the world.

Furthermore, Gojo Satoru has a poor image among the higher-ups; he is considered unruly, arrogant, and domineering.

In short, he's not one to stay put, which is giving the higher-ups a headache.

"Lord Tengen is too kind. If it were me, I would have made sure that Gojo Satoru and his buddy knew what would happen if they disobeyed orders."

Upon hearing this, the other figures fell silent, their gazes calmly fixed on the speaker, as if to say, "Don't you laugh at yourself for saying that?"

"Ahem, am I wrong?"

The old man's face turned slightly red, but he insisted that what he said made sense.

"Alright, let's end the topic of Gojo Satoru here."

There's no point in discussing things that have already happened.

"That person from the Zen-in family is back, and the Nakabi people have even put him in charge of teaching at the Advanced Institute of Sorcery. What do you think about this?"

"Oh? It's that tyrant?"

Clearly, the higher-ups were aware of what had happened at the Zen Temple back then.

"He has no magical power, yet his strength is no weaker than that of a first-level sorcerer. He's quite a freak."

"He's going to teach at the High School of Spellcasting, are you kidding me?"

"We still have to give face to the Zen family. Just treat him as a useless person. Anyway, there are plenty of useless people that people with high-level spellcasting skills can raise."

The top-tier sorcerers, including the ninety-nine Yuki, are all treated like cripples, so what's one more?

At least this person from the Zen temple has earned them a favor, which might be useful in the future.

"..."

Time flies, and a year has passed.

This summer passed quickly. Zenji Jinsuke spent almost all his time in meditation, only occasionally visiting his nephews and nieces to see how they were doing.

As for the Spellcasting Academy, he never went there even once. Since his monthly salary arrived on time, why would he need to go?

Of course, during this year, he also taught Shen'er the correct way to open the Heavenly Curse.

"Is this why you are stronger than me, even though we are both bound by the heavens and curses?"

Shen'er, covered in sweat, felt a wisp of heat rising within her body and looked surprised.

His physical strength, resistance to curses, and extraordinary perception were all innate.

He never thought he needed to exercise.

In contrast, he spent more time on skills, such as the techniques of killing and the use of weapons.

"It's not over yet. Use your mind to perceive it and guide it to the left brain."

The Zen temple is very important in reminding us of this.

Tell him not to waste the power of his blood and qi that he has worked so hard to cultivate.

Following Zenji's guidance, Shen Er completed his first training session, feeling the unique power that only those bound by heaven and curses could cultivate. It was as if Shen Er had opened the door to a new world.

It turns out that the Heavenly Curse is not a form of restraint; it also possesses its own unique power, no weaker than the power of a curse!

Did you figure this out yourself?

Shen Er looked at the Zen temple and asked a question.

Zen Monastery naturally admitted that the magic touch was his, and it wouldn't be wrong to say that he figured it out himself.

"Focus on your training. Stop thinking about revenge against the sorcery world all day. Instead of wasting your time, use it to become stronger."

Forget the mockery and the eye-rolls; only strength matters.

"Who's thinking about taking revenge on the sorcery world? I don't care about these things anymore."

He was quite unhappy and retorted.

Now he takes care of two children every day and also goes to work to earn money, so he doesn't have time to hold grudges about the past.

Perhaps influenced by Zen-in-suke, Jinji has become indifferent to many things.

Forget about self-respect; a few words from others can't negate his current strength.

So what if he doesn't have magical powers? His brother doesn't either, it's not like he's the only one.

"Ring ring ring ring..."

Just then, Zenji Jinsuke's phone rang. "Hello?"

"Moshi moshi~ Can you recognize my voice?"

The voice of Tsukumo Yuki came from the other end.

"It's you. Have you raised the money?"

"Hey, that hurts my feelings. Is this the only thing we talk about?"

"Oh, so the year's interest is ready?"

"......" Ninety-nine Yorgos.

"Phew... Tokyo Magic Academy, I'll be waiting for you here."

After saying that, the person on the other end slammed down the phone, clearly very angry.

Zen-in Shinsuke, however, didn't care at all. "Once you've filled the first acupoint, I'll teach you what to do next."

He looked at Shen Er and explained some precautions to him. There are many details to mastering the Eight Gates Formation, and if you don't handle it properly, you may suffer a backlash.

He didn't know how far he could go, but he could sense that the further he progressed in the Eight Gates Formation, the more difficult it became to cultivate.

He practiced diligently for a year, but still hadn't fully opened the fourth gate.

It's easy to imagine that the difficulty of cultivation is several times greater than that of using chakra.

"You're going to the Spellcasting Academy?"

Shen Er noted down Shen Jie's explanation and was somewhat curious about what the other party was doing at the college.

Although eavesdropping on other people's phone calls is not a good thing, his keen senses made it impossible for him not to listen; he couldn't just cover his ears.

"I'm a specially appointed physical training instructor at the Spellcasting Academy. Isn't it normal for me to go to an academy?"

Shen Er was completely dumbfounded. Was this even human language?

"You? A professor specializing in sorcery?"

"What's the problem?"

Zenjiro tidied himself up briefly, then changed into a black short-sleeved shirt issued by the Jujutsu High School. His explosive muscles made the shirt look very full, and it was obvious that he was a professional physical training teacher.

He still needs to collect the money; if he's too late, that guy Jiujiu Yuki will run away.

This summer, Gojo Satoru and Natsume Suke, students at the Sorcery Academy, successfully advanced to the rank of Special Grade Sorcery Masters.

Gojo Satoru is hailed as the strongest of his generation.

From then on, Gojo Satoru and Natsuyu Suguru, the two partners, began to carry out missions separately and never fought side by side again.

Inside the vocational college, Xia Youjie sat wearily on a stool, his dark circles under his eyes clearly visible.

For almost the entire summer, he was constantly exorcising and devouring the curse, day after day.

He acts like a machine, protecting the safety of ordinary people, but are those guys really worth it?

Thinking about the ignorant people and ugly human nature he had encountered this year, he even began to wonder why he wanted to become a sorcerer.

Why should we protect those guys?

The smell of the curse really disgusted him.

"Haibara, can you really continue being a sorcerer?"

Xia Youjie suddenly spoke up, asking the younger colleague who was radiating optimism.

"Um..."

Haibara Yu, resting his chin on his hand, pondered carefully before smiling. "I don't think I've ever thought about that, but I can feel satisfied and happy just by doing what I can."

"Yeah..."

This simple answer briefly stopped Xia Youjie's wild thoughts.

Chapter 14 Xia Youjie on the Brink of Extremes

"Da da da......"

A woman strode in, one hand on her hip, looking at the haggard Xia Youjie.

"You must be Xia You-kun?"

What type of woman do you like?

When the unfamiliar yet pretty face of Tsukumo Yuki appeared before the two of them, Xia Youjie immediately became wary.

However, Haibara Yu, who was standing to the side, became interested. "I like gentle and kind women!"

Based on his intuition alone, he believed that the strange woman in front of him was not a bad person.

"Really?"

Tsukumo Yuki glanced at him and said, "This junior's answer is quite standard."

"Hehe, well, I have something to do, you guys chat."

Haibara Yu scratched his head and left with a smile.

After Haibara left, Xia Youjie asked, "Who are you?"

Ninety-nine Yuki spoke, revealing his identity, "Ninety-nine Yuki."

Xia Youjie's eyes widened in surprise. He seemed to vaguely recognize the name; it was associated with some unpleasant rumors.

Seeing Xia Youjie's thoughtful expression, Jiujiu Yuki, with a nonchalant look on her face, pointed to herself and said, "That's right! I'm the woman who is a Special Class but never takes on any missions and just lazes around abroad."

Yuki sat on the stool, his eyes calm.

Since Gojo Satoru and Natsuyuki were promoted to Special Grade, she, as their senior, had to come and say hello.

"I don't like vocational colleges..."

Ninety-nine Yuki began to talk about his relationship with the high school.

The practice of hunting spirits by highly skilled individuals is likened to "symptom therapy".

“The methods used by colleges and universities can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. What I want to do is create a world where cursed spirits will not be created.”

Listening to Tsukumo Yuki's speech, Xia Youjie's lifeless eyes flickered with a ripple, and he stared at her blankly, not understanding what she meant.

"It seems you don't quite understand."