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

While you possess extensive theoretical knowledge, you have virtually no practical experience; you must proceed step by step.

Zenji Jinsuke instructed his young nephew, saying that this was a future cash cow and that nothing could go wrong.

Such a vast fortune as that of the Zenin family could not fall into the hands of outsiders; it could only be born in the hands of his nephew, Fushiguro Megumi, or his disciple, Zenin Maki.

"If you need anything, come to me. If I'm not there, go to Gojo Satoru. He's also a first-year teacher."

If neither he nor I are there, go find your aunt, Zenin Maki; she's in second grade.

Zen Master Shenjie was more like an old father than Shen'er, carefully instructing Hui.

He knew what was going to happen next; Megumi didn't know when she would run into Itadori Yuujin and then be targeted by Sukuna.

At that time, at least one of him and Gojo Satoru must have been at a vocational high school.

If nothing unexpected happens, he and Gojo Satoru will both be there, which is a good opportunity for Sukuna to keep an eye on things and have someone else keep an eye on them so they don't get caught taking advantage of his nephew and niece.

"Understood, Uncle. Father already gave me instructions before we came."

Fukuro Megumi was getting impatient, but he didn't dare to run away directly, after all, his uncle's authority had left a deep impression on him.

Even her father could only nod and obey in her presence.

"You're getting impatient, kid? Get lost, and don't bother me if you have nothing to do."

Zenji Shinsuke lightly kicked Fushiguro Megumi.

"Understood! Goodbye, Uncle!"

Upon receiving the order, Fukuro Megumi's face lit up with joy, and he promptly ran away to exorcise the curse!

"This kid..."

Zenji Jinsuke shook his head, never expecting that he had reached the age where he liked to nag.

Chapter 57 Special Grade Cursed Artifact

Before long, Fushiguro Megumi had become familiar with the work and began to complete the exorcism tasks with high efficiency.

Like a nuclear-powered donkey, they continuously earn money to supplement their household income.

This led Shen to believe that his decision to return to take care of his two children was absolutely correct.

After all, the money you get from selling to a Zen temple in one go is never as much as the money you can make over time.

He has a good son.

After completing his mission, Fushiguro Megumi met his mentor, Gojo Satoru.

Gojo Satoru was talking to his uncle, Zen-in Jinsuke.

"I'm going on a business trip soon, so I'll leave the college affairs to you for now. Just make sure nothing goes wrong."

Gojo Satoru looked at Zenji Jinsuke with a hint of smugness on his face, "After all, I'm going abroad and I probably won't be back for a while."

He happened to have some things to take care of, so he took advantage of the relatively quiet period to resolve them and check on how Yi Gu, who had fled abroad, was doing.

"A publicly funded trip? You seem to have a very leisurely life."

Zenji Shinsuke glanced at him. "But why did you tell me you were going on a business trip? I'm not interested in your itinerary."

"Hey, don't say that. We're both teachers at a vocational college, so of course we should care about each other."

Gojo Satoru was grinning, seemingly happy about something.

However, seeing Zenin Jinsuke's calm expression, Gojo Satoru felt bored and slowly put away his smile. "Alright, actually I just wanted to make you pay attention. I feel like something might happen recently."

Gojo Satoru always trusted his own feelings.

Things have been a bit too peaceful lately. It's strange that there hasn't been any trouble for so long since the Night Parade of One Hundred Demons started.

Logically speaking, as long as he exists and disrupts the balance, the world of sorcery will not be so peaceful.

"Hehe, your intuition is pretty accurate. You'd better be careful, or one day someone will cut you into 2.5 pieces."

Zenji Jinsuke suddenly felt like laughing. So, the predictions of true masters are all this accurate...

"What 2.5 Insights? I'm talking to you about something serious."

Gojo Satoru didn't understand what the other person meant.

"Uncle, Mr. Gojo, what are you talking about?"

Fushiguro Megumi originally wanted to leave directly, but then she thought that since they had already bumped into each other, it would be a bit unreasonable not to say hello.

"It's Hui. I was discussing something with your uncle. Are you going to exorcise the curse again?"

“It was the task that Gojo Satoru-sensei gave me yesterday, have you forgotten?” Megumi replied.

"Oh, you mean retrieving that top-grade cursed artifact? That mission is quite important. If you encounter any problems, remember to tell your uncle."

Gojo Satoru looked at Zenji Jinsuke, "I'm leaving soon, so I'll temporarily entrust this task to you. That's a top-grade cursed artifact, your favorite. You shouldn't refuse, right?"

Upon hearing this, Zenji Jinsuke rolled his eyes. He would be quite interested in a top-tier cursed spirit, but a top-tier cursed object? What use would it be if it couldn't be killed?

If it weren't for the fact that the top-grade cursed artifact was Su Nuo's finger, he wouldn't have given it a second glance.

"Um... I'll go now, you two can continue your conversation."

Fukuguro scratched his head and decisively left. He knew that children should try not to be curious about what adults were saying.

He should go and retrieve the cursed object first.

"This kid is nothing like Shen Er."

Gojo Satoru watched Fushiguro Megumi's departing figure, stroked his chin, and muttered a comment.

How could that guy have such a polite and talented son?

"He probably looks more like his mother."

Regarding Fushiguro Ei, Zenji Jinsuke agreed with Gojo Satoru's views, which were completely different from Jinji's.

Of course, it's also possible that she only acts this politely in front of them, and might not act the same way in front of outsiders.

"Alright, I'm not going to waste any more time with you. I have to go on a business trip. I'll bring you some local specialties when I get back. Remember my advice."

Gojo Satoru patted Zenji Jinsuke on the shoulder, then turned and left in a nonchalant manner.

He had originally planned to wait a few days before going on his business trip, but thinking that there was a teacher at the college who had nothing to do, he decided to set off immediately and have at least a week of fun.

Anyway, I'm not afraid of anything going wrong.

"Still so rude."

Zenji Jinsuke patted his shoulder, looking somewhat disgusted.

He doesn't want any local specialties, especially those from Africa.

Meanwhile, Fushiguro Megumi arrived at a school roadside, next to a box standing on the lawn, and couldn't help but complain:

"Putting a top-grade cursed artifact in a place like this is too casual."

Upon opening the box, Fushiguro Megumi was immediately taken aback. "Huh?"

What about a top-grade cursed artifact?

He stuck his head into the box and began frantically searching.

Retracting his head, Fushiguro Megumi began searching around, but still couldn't find the sealed special-grade cursed artifact mentioned in the mission.

"No way......"

Fukuguro's expression gradually became serious. Could this top-grade cursed artifact have been taken by someone else?

That thing would be a disaster for ordinary people.

Without hesitation, Fukuro Megumi immediately called her uncle and told him what had happened.

"You haven't found it yet? Then look carefully again. Ask the people around you if they've seen it. That thing is quite dangerous; it wouldn't be good if it fell into the hands of an ordinary person."

After saying that, Fukuro Megumi's phone went dead.

Fushiguro Megumi looked helpless. "Am I supposed to find it myself?"

My uncle seems just as unreliable as Mr. Gojo.

Despite his complaints, he dared not defy Zenjou Shinsuke and could only obediently search for the whereabouts of the top-grade cursed artifact.

The next day, after a full day of searching, Fushiguro finally pinpointed a sports student known as the Tiger of the West.

"You must be Hisahito Itadori."

Fushiguro Megumi approached Itadori Yuujin at the hospital and introduced herself, saying, "I'm Fushiguro, a specialist in sorcery. I'd like to talk to you about something."

"Hey, I'm in mourning right now, I'm really busy, okay?"

Yuji Itadori was pulled into a dark corner by Kuro Fushimi.

"There is no time left. The cursed object in your hand is dangerous. Please hand it over to me immediately."

Yuji Itadori looked bewildered, but immediately realized what was happening after seeing the picture on Fushiguro's phone.

"Oh, is this it? I did find it, but it's not in my possession. And the seniors seem to like it quite a bit. Is it dangerous?"

Huzhang looked completely unconcerned, unaware of any danger posed by the toy finger.

Seeing this, Fu Hei frowned and explained, "This thing is used to dispel curses..."

"However, as it has been stored for longer and longer, the seal has loosened, and it will turn from an exorcising object into a source that attracts curses. If not handled properly, it will cause a great disaster."

"Is that so?"

Itadori scratched his head and tossed the box containing Sukuna's finger to Fushiguro. "The finger is with the seniors. If you want it, go find them yourself. I don't care."

"By the way, I heard from the seniors that they are going to untie the bandages wrapped around their fingers tonight."

"what?!"

Fukuro looked at the empty box, and his expression changed drastically when he heard Itajō's words.

"What? Is it serious?"

Unaware of the curse, Itachi asked without any sense of crisis, even though he still had to deal with his grandfather's funeral arrangements if it wasn't serious.

Fuhei quickly took out his phone, intending to notify his uncle, while looking at Huzhang with a serious expression and saying, "It's more than serious, they'll die."

Chapter 58 The Cursed King

"Has it started yet?"

Zenji Jinsuke hung up the phone and continued eating his ramen, showing no sign of urgency.

With Fu Hei's strength, plus the hot-headed sports student, they are more than capable of resolving this trouble.

After leisurely finishing his noodles, as darkness fell, Zenji Jinsuke strolled leisurely toward the school where the incident had occurred.

Megumi Fushiguro and Yuuji Itadori are engaged in a fierce battle against the curse.

"Kudoshin! Quickly, take them and escape! Curses can only be countered with curses! Ordinary people cannot withstand curses!"

On the school's open-air corridor, Fushiguro Megumi watched as Tiger Staff charged toward the Level 2 Cursed Spirit and hurriedly shouted a warning.

Even if this sports student is indeed quite skilled, agile, and strong, he cannot remove the curse without knowing how to use the power of the curse.

Tiger Rod kept dodging, using his agility to fight the cursed spirit, his face serious. "If he escapes now, I'll feel guilty."

"Besides, my grandfather told me that I should go and save others!"

As he spoke, Yuujin Itadori was captured by the cursed spirit, and the special-grade cursed object he was holding was thrown into the sky.

Both the cursed spirit and the tiger staff looked up at the sky, wanting to fight over the finger.

Ultimately, the cursed spirit lifted the finger and bit it with its mouth.

"You seem really interested in eating this finger. Is it that delicious?"

With a powerful push from his feet, Huzhang braced himself against the gluttonous maw of the cursed spirit. A strange finger dangled from the corner of his mouth as he moved, making their posture look quite odd.

"Of course, eating this finger will give the curse even more power."

Fushiguro Megumi explained with a solemn expression, while simultaneously forming hand seals, preparing to summon a new shikigami to rescue Itadori.

However, upon hearing that eating a finger could grant power, Itachi immediately thought of a way to break the curse.