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

He cannot hold back, nor can he stagnate.

"I..."

Fushiguro lowered his head, unsure of what to say. Watching Itadori grow stronger step by step, while he, who had been exposed to sorcery since childhood, was growing so slowly, how could he not feel nervous?

"Alright, you should have spoken to Gojo Satoru by now, right? What did he say?"

Zenji Shinsuke opened the door and went in, casually asking a question.

Fukuro followed behind him and said, "Master Gojo told me to relax and that I will understand when the time comes."

"A sorcerer's growth trajectory is not gradual. As long as there is the right environment, the right time, the right pressure, the right mindset, and a little bit of talent, it can be a straight upward climb."

“Gojo Satoru is right. Don’t rush. I think you can be a little more unrestrained.”

Hui fell into deep thought. He understood the first part, but what did the second part mean? To be a little more audacious? Was he to become a troublemaker like his teacher Gojo Satoru and his uncle? To become a thorn in the side of the higher-ups?

"You still need to learn from your old man and be a little bolder."

"My dad?"

Hui was completely dumbfounded. How did he get in touch with his father, who owned a restaurant?

"Oh, right, you probably don't know what happened to Shen'er before, right? Come to think of it, he wouldn't tell you these things."

"Your father was an assassin before he came back to you, and he specialized in killing sorcerers."

"What? Dad used to be an assassin?"

Hui stared wide-eyed, her face full of disbelief. The image of her father wearing a pink apron and cooking in the kitchen flashed through her mind. How could that be an assassin? And one who specifically targets sorcerers?

That's utter nonsense.

"Do you know how Gojo Satoru became the strongest?" Zenin Jinsuke asked again.

Hui paused for a moment, then said, "You must have gone through a lot of pressure to become the strongest, right?"

Since a mage's growth trajectory is not static, talent alone is definitely not enough to become the strongest.

"You got it right. Back then, your old man single-handedly stormed into the college and stabbed Gojo Satoru to death. He also assassinated Tennen Riko in front of Xia Youjie. If I hadn't arrived in time, the college probably wouldn't have Teacher Tennen now."

It was under these circumstances that Gojo Satoru, that overpowered character, managed to escape from a desperate situation, had an epiphany, and became the strongest sorcerer.

Therefore, you haven't experienced enough yet. With more experience, you too can become a powerful sorcerer like Gojo Satoru.

Zenji Shinsuke patted Fushiguro on the shoulder, comforting him.

Even Gojo Satoru had to die once to become the strongest, so there's no need to worry about becoming stronger; there will be plenty of opportunities to die in the future.

"My dad killed Gojo Satoru-sensei?"

Fushiguro was greatly shocked when he heard about his father's glorious moment.

So, was he the only one who was the weakest in this family?

Excluding Tsumiki, he does seem to be the weakest.

My uncle killed a level-one cursed creature as easily as killing a chicken; his father, who runs a restaurant, is no ordinary man either.

Fukuro fell into doubt, "So, I also have to experience the pressure of death..."

Chapter 79 Shibuya Grand Stage Begins

Fushiguro Megumi left, seemingly lost in thought.

He kept replaying in his mind what Zenji Jinsuke had just told him.

It seems he needs a transformation before he can become stronger immediately.

"Ring ring ring ring..."

"Hello, this is Fushiguro Megumi."

"Ah, we've cleared it. Fuhei, we have a new mission."

The sound of Tiger Stick came from the other end.

"understood."

After hanging up the phone, Fukuro stopped thinking about anything else. Just as his uncle and Gojo Satoru had said, there were still many opportunities to become stronger, so there was no need to rush.

Time flies, and several months have passed since the exchange meeting. The force that Gojo Satoru had been searching for for so long finally made a move again.

"Hello, is this Zen-in teacher? There's an important mission. Please proceed to Shibuya immediately and await orders."

"I see."

Inside the restaurant, Zenji Jinsuke slowly stood up and hung up the phone.

"Something happened in Shibuya?"

At the counter, Shen Er looked at Zenji Jinjie and asked.

"Yes, it's a big event. A lot of sorcerers have been mobilized. Do you want to go and see what's going on?" Zenji Jinsuke said with a smile.

This is a rare sight, an all-star lineup; you won't get another chance like this.

"I have no interest. It's nothing more than the messy affairs of the sorcery world. The fiercer the fighting, the better. It would be best if the sorcery world were wiped out."

Shen Er remained expressionless, showing no concern whatsoever for these matters.

"Hui will probably go too, remember to make sure nothing happens to him."

Considering Hui, Shen Er added another sentence.

"Don't worry, Hui will definitely be fine." Zenin Jinsuke glanced at him.

No matter who dies, Megumi will not die. Even without him, Sukuna would not let Megumi die.

"By the way, can I borrow that thing for a bit?"

The Zen monk Shen Jie stretched out his hands and asked Shen Er for it.

"What is that?" Shen asked, frowning.

"That one, the armory. You're not going anyway, so lend it to me for a bit. I'll return it to you later."

"Is it really that dangerous? Would we need an entire arsenal?"

Although he doesn't use it now, he always feels uncomfortable not having it with him.

"Just give it to me. I'm not joking this time; it concerns Tsumiki."

Zenji Jinsuke looked somewhat impatient, as if he really wanted the other party's arsenal. It's just a few top-grade cursed tools, what's so special about them?

"Are you sure? You found the person who cursed Tsumiki? Should I go with them and take a look?"

Even realizing that the Shibuya incident was probably more serious than he had imagined, he wondered if he should go and join the fun.

It was definitely not because he couldn't bear to part with the armory.

"Alright, whether you go or not, you still have to give me Ugly Baby."

"..." Shen Er.

"Take it, take it. I have no interest in getting involved with sorcerers. Remember, you must wake Tsuki up."

Shen Er rummaged in his bag and tossed a small, shrunken ball of cursed spirit to Zenji Jinsuke. "Ugly thing, I'll acknowledge you as my master for now, but only temporarily. Return it to me as soon as you've resolved this."

Taking the ugly treasure, Zenji Jinsuke tossed it around, a slight smile playing on his lips. "It's really ugly, no wonder it's called Ugly Treasure."

Wow, so many overpowered magical items! I can finally experience the thrill of using max-level equipment to my heart's content.

With a wave of his hand, Zenji Jinsuke went out, hailed a taxi, and headed towards Shibuya.

Today is Halloween, and Shibuya is probably full of monsters and ghosts tonight.

Not long after, Zenin Jinsuke arrived at the new south exit of Shibuya Station and met up with Kusakabe and Panda.

"Teacher of the Zen Temple, you've arrived."

Kusakabe looked at Zenin Jinsuke, who was getting off the train, and said, "Zenin-sensei, the situation is very complicated."

"The enemy's barrier technique is very sophisticated, and they specifically requested to see Gojo Satoru."

The panda spoke up, "These people are probably in cahoots with the guys who attacked the exchange meeting last time, right?"

"If we cause trouble for Gojo Satoru, what will the higher-ups say?"

The monk, Shen Jie, stood with his hands in his pockets, completely unconcerned.

Since the goal is to seal Gojo Satoru, it's natural to specifically ask for Gojo Satoru.

"The higher-ups want to keep the losses to a minimum and plan to let Gojo Satoru quell the Shibuya rebellion by himself."

Kusakabe calmly recounted, "So far, the three of us—Nanami's team, the team led by the old man of the Zenin family, Teacher Tennen's team, and Miss Mei's team—are all waiting outside the tent, guarding every corner."

"Our task is to fill in the gaps in Gojo Satoru's work."

"Hehe, patching a leak? Well, this leak is quite big." Zenji Shinsuke chuckled.

After Gojo Satoru is sealed away, the rest will have to be dealt with by them.

"Satoru Gojo's strength shouldn't be too much of a leak, right?" Panda scratched his head.

"Normally, that's how it is, but this time the other party specifically asked to see Gojo Satoru, which means they've already dug a pit and are waiting for Gojo Satoru to jump in on his own."

And he had no choice but to jump.

The Zen temple explained this very well.

Upon hearing this, Kusakabe nodded in agreement, "Indeed, with so many humans as a hostage, Gojo Satoru has no choice but to go, and there's even a possibility that the sheer number of humans will prevent him from using his full power."

The purpose of sorcerers is to protect ordinary humans. If the other party learns to use humans as leverage, it will be difficult for most sorcerers to take action.

“Actually, this problem could be solved by sacrificing a portion of humanity, or by disregarding casualties, but unfortunately, Gojo Satoru can’t do that right now.” Zenin Jinsuke shook his head.

"The higher-ups let Gojo Satoru handle this alone, just to minimize the losses on the caster side by sacrificing some ordinary people, right?"

The panda looked at Kusakabe and Zenin Jinsuke and asked.

"Ah, probably. It's not something we can decide. Besides, this situation is different from the last Night Parade of One Hundred Demons. This time, it has already happened, and we can't prepare in advance."

Regarding this incident, I also think this is the best solution.

However, as the Zen master said, Gojo Satoru might become constrained by these humans.

Kusakabe leaned against the roadside railing, smoking and looking up at the dark sky, feeling that this matter was not simple.

“Panda, don’t be so pessimistic. I just observed the situation inside the tent. Although the ordinary humans were quite frightened, there were no cases of cursed spirits or curse masters killing people everywhere.”

The only problem is that ordinary people are locked up and can't get out.

“Master of the Zen Temple, I don’t want to go back into this tent, but when I went in before, I found a place that you should be very interested in.”

Kusakabe looked at Zenji Jinsuke and continued, "At the location of the Shibuya Light Building, there is probably a group of top-tier cursed spirits below."

He had only just entered the tent when he sensed an incredibly terrifying amount of magical power, a level that no single top-tier magical spirit could possibly achieve.

"Is that so? That's certainly exciting." Zenin Jinsuke subconsciously licked his lips, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

This cursed spirit from Shibuya could probably push the progress of the eighth gate to halfway.

In addition, with the large number of cursed spirits released by "Xia Youjie" at the end, he should be able to complete the training of all eight gates during the death and return journey.

By then, he should have some ability to protect himself...

Chapter 80 White-haired Schoolgirl

"Isn't the Zen master planning to go in now?" Kusakabe asked.

He didn't want to go inside the tent because he didn't want to face so many top-tier cursed spirits; that would be the death of him.

But for the Zen temple teachers, it must have been a feast for the senses.

"No rush, wait for the signal."

Zenji Shinsuke waved his hand and responded calmly.

Arriving too early, Gojo Satoru wasn't sealed away, and the seal was broken.

"I'm going to explore other places. You guys get ready for battle. This won't end so easily."

Having said that, Zenji Jinsuke left the place and went to other places, hoping to find some appetizers before the main course began.