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Yamabuki Hanajin had already locked Itadori Yuuto from behind: "Young man, don't shout so loudly. Even if you shout your lungs out, no one will come to save you."

"Why does this sentence sound so familiar? Are all the villains in movies like this?" Yuji Itadori turned his head to look at the aged face.

Yuji Itadori finally realized that he might not be able to escape his fate.

"Come on! Fight me hand-to-hand, fencing with me, let's have a real man's battle."

……

Fushiguro Megumi originally came to check on her good friend Itadori Yuujin out of concern, but when she arrived at the training ground, she saw two shirtless, burly men sweating profusely, radiating youthful energy.

"This scene is so cringeworthy that I don't even know where to begin to criticize it." Fushiguro Megumi was still carrying the gifts, but after seeing this scene, he silently ate them.

"Fukuguro? Are you alright now? Do you want to come with us?" Itadori Yuujin looked quite pleased with himself.

"I...I think I'll pass." Fushiguro Megumi really didn't know how to join.

"Alright, I've taught you all the basic fighting techniques. From now on, I'm going to teach you a very advanced footwork called Instant Step." Yamabuki Hanajin stood quietly in place, but the next second his body suddenly disappeared, appearing silently behind Itadori Yuujin.

Both Yuuji Itadori and Megumi Fushiguro had expressions of terror in their eyes.

"This is Shunpo, a high-speed movement technique. How about it? Want to learn? If you want to learn, I can teach you." Yamabuki Hanajin struck a teacher's pose.

"I want to learn! I want to learn!" Hisahito Itadori was like a child seeing a fun toy.

If you can learn this skill, you will at least have the ability to protect yourself.

"However, there is a prerequisite for learning Shunpo, and I don't know if you can meet it." Yamabuki Hanajin said with a solemn expression.

"No matter how rigorous the training is, I will complete it." Yuji Itadori clenched his fists tightly.

After coming into contact with the sorcery incident, he gradually discovered the importance of power.

Why can Ryomen Sukuna do whatever it wants?

Isn't it just that they possess unparalleled power?

Of course, Yuuji Itadori didn't want to gain power for evil purposes; he simply wanted to protect the people around him.

"Hmm, commendable courage. Then I'll say it: the prerequisite for learning this skill is to die once." Yamabuki Hanajin looked at Itadori Yuujin with a serious expression.

Hisahito Itadori didn't immediately understand what this meant.

"It means exactly what it says. Shunpo is a skill designed for spirits. The human body cannot withstand such explosive power." Yamabuki Hanajin patted his chest: "To tell you the truth, my true identity is a Shinigami (death god), and I have lived for thousands of years."

Hisahito Itadori asked, somewhat puzzled, "But if we die, what's the point? How am I supposed to protect my comrades?"

Yamabuki Hanajin gripped her cane, then suddenly exerted force, crushing the cane to pieces and revealing an ancient and weathered Zanpakuto.

"I'll make an exception and let you see the world after death." Yamabuki Hanajin suddenly drew his sword, and the scabbard gently tapped Itadori Yuujin's forehead. Itadori Yuujin discovered that his soul had actually left his body.

"Ah!!! How could I die like this? I still have so many movies to watch! I didn't even have time to say goodbye to Gojo-sensei... What's going on? Why is there an iron chain on my chest?" Yuji Itadori stared in disbelief.

Was my death a bit too hasty?

We weren't prepared at all?

"This is the soul, young man. Do you want to become a Grim Reaper? I am the Captain-Commander of the Grim Reapers," Yamabuki Hanajin asked.

"Forget about whether I can become a Shinigami or not, how can I get back into my own body?" Hisahito Itadori shouted.

Yuji Itadori will definitely meet Ryomen Sukuna's spirit again in the future.

In order to properly deal with Ryomen Sukuna, it would be a good choice to first give Itadori Yuuji the ability to attack souls.

"Kid, do you see the chain on your chest? Isn't it disappearing? You'll die when it's completely gone. Good luck, aren't you the protagonist? You must have the protagonist's halo, right?" Yamabuki Hanajin chuckled as he looked at Itadori Yuujin.

He then sat down on the floor and began to drink tea.

As the saying goes, potential is often brought out when people are forced to.

I don't believe I can't bring out your potential.

Yuuji Itadori was completely bewildered. He had no idea what he should do. "At least give me a beginner's guide! How am I, an ordinary person, supposed to awaken as a Shinigami? Besides, there aren't any Shinigami in this world!"

There isn't even a concept like spiritual pressure!

Can you please stop being so unfair?

I’m dying! I’m dying! I’m dying!

Chapter 647 (Main Text 648) Ryujin Jakka! Help me make hot pot!

Hisahito Itadori's awakening ultimately failed.

As expected, the protagonist's halo cannot be used interchangeably in different worlds.

"That's unreasonable! Kurosaki Ichigo awakened as a Shinigami so easily, why are you so disappointing? Is it because you're not trying hard enough?" Yamabuki Hanajin slapped Itadori Yuujin hard on the back of the head.

Yuji Itsuji was on the verge of tears.

I am wronged!

Just then, Gojo Satoru returned carrying a large pile of ingredients.

"How's the training going?" Gojo Satoru asked with a smile.

"Sigh! You're hopeless. Why are you so disappointing? Where's your protagonist aura?" Yamabuki Hanajin looked at Itadori Yuuto with exasperation.

Yuji Itadori felt he was more wronged than Dou E.

I am clearly a sorcerer, why do you insist on making me a grim reaper?

"Alright, let's eat. Eating is the most important thing." Yamabuki Hanajin felt it was time to show off her cooking skills.

You asked if you need cooking skills to make hot pot? Of course you need cooking skills to make hot pot.

Separating these ingredients evenly and then putting them in a pot to cook is also a lot of work.

Gojo Satoru somehow got hold of an electric frying pan.

As soon as the power was connected, the school's power suddenly tripped.

Gojo Satoru slapped his forehead. The school had set a specific voltage limit to prevent students from causing fires.

Electric frying pans are such high-powered appliances that they are simply not suitable for use in schools.

"We've bought so much food for nothing, how about we go out to eat? It's on me," Gojo Satoru said generously.

"Yay! Teacher's treating us to dinner!" Itadori Yuuhito and Fushiguro Megumi were both very happy.

Suddenly, Yamabuki Hanajin waved her hand, and her powerful aura immediately stunned the three of them.

“A mere power outage is no big deal. At this point, we have no choice but to show our true skills.” Yamabuki Hanajin suddenly drew Ryujin Jakka.

In an instant, the surrounding temperature began to rise rapidly.

Gojo Satoru's expression changed from relaxed to serious.

"All things in the universe return to dust, and a flowing blade is like fire."

In an instant, the blade of Ryujin Jakka burst into a huge burst of flames.

The immense heat wave forced the three of them to retreat.

At this level of heat, you don't even need to use Ryujin Jakka to strike; just getting a little close will turn you to ashes from the 6,000-degree heat.

"Ryujin Jakka, the temperature is too high, lower it a little more."

The temperature of Ryujin Jakka has indeed dropped considerably.

"No, the temperature is still too high. Can you add a little more? This isn't a battle, it's a hot pot. You don't want to go back to living the life of roasting sweet potatoes, do you?" Yamabuki Hanajin threatened.

I don't know if it's just my imagination, but Ryujin Jakka hesitated.

Lao Tzu, a mere sword, was actually threatened? Who would believe that?

Do you know why I'm called Ryujin Jakka? Do you even know what the oldest and strongest fire-type Zanpakuto is?

You're going to use me to roast sweet potatoes? To make hot pot? What were you thinking?

Do you have Alzheimer's disease?

You should go to the hospital for treatment as soon as possible.

Yuujin Itadori silently stared at Ryujin Jakka: "Why do I feel like this sword is cursing me?"

“Me too,” Fukuro Megumi muttered softly.

“Zanpakuto all have their own souls. Mine is a fire dragon. It has a rather violent personality, so it always throws a little tantrum when doing chores. It’s okay.” Yamabuki Hanajin continued to turn down the heat until the temperature was just right for cooking hot pot.

"This is a Zanpakuto?" Gojo Satoru looked at Ryujin Jakka with surprise.

"Alright, bring all the ingredients over, let's start making hot pot."

Only when Ryujin Jakka is injured can the world be achieved.

Sooner or later, I will tear this menial world apart.

They ate hot pot from noon until the afternoon, and in the evening, Hisahito Itadori continued watching movies to accumulate magical power.

Meanwhile, Yamabuki Hanajin was still figuring out what to eat for dinner.

Just then, Gojo Satoru's phone rang.

The person on the other end of the phone was the principal of the vocational high school, who said he had something very important to discuss with Gojo Satoru.

Gojo nodded in agreement.

"Kudos, don't be lazy, remember to take good care of Grandpa."

"Yes. Don't worry, teacher."

And so, Gojo Satoru took a car to the principal's house.

As soon as Gojo Satoru left the city, he was already being targeted by a top-tier cursed spirit, none other than Louhu.

The text appears to be a jumbled collection of characters and symbols, possibly from different sources. A direct translation isn't meaningful without further context or clarification.

How could a mere sorcerer be so powerful?

I want to challenge him to a one-on-one fight.

However, Louhu did not make a move immediately, but waited for Gojo Satoru to arrive in the suburbs before releasing his aura.

Sitting in the car, Gojo Satoru instantly sensed a curse, and a very powerful one at that.

"They deliberately revealed their presence to lure me in? And they didn't choose to make their move in a crowded place. Did they not want to hurt innocent people? No, they were afraid of reinforcements. Hmph, but that suits me just fine. I would be too restricted in the city." Gojo Satoru immediately told the driver, "Just stop the car here. I suddenly remembered that I have something to take care of."

The driver looked troubled; if he failed to get Mr. Gojo Satoru to the principal, he might get scolded.

Moreover, there is a high probability that your salary will be deducted.

I'm just an employee, can you please not put me in such a difficult position?

Gojo Satoru said very gently, "It's okay, I'll make up double if your salary is docked."

After hearing what Gojo Satoru said, the driver stepped on the gas and drove off.

Gojo Satoru watched the car drive away, muttering to himself, "Isn't double the subsidy too much? Alright, now that all the bystanders are gone, can you come out now?"

As Gojo Satoru finished speaking, Louhu made a dazzling appearance.

Gojo Satoru stared at the Louhu in front of him with some surprise. The opponent's curse power was so strong that it almost surpassed most of the special-grade curse spirits that Gojo Satoru had ever seen, and there was no record of a special-grade curse spirit of this level.

“Gojo Satoru. I’ve heard of you. Everyone says you’re the strongest sorcerer in the world, but I don’t believe it.” Louhu stared at Gojo Satoru in front of him.

Gojo Satoru was even more surprised. It was intelligent and could communicate normally with people, which surpassed the vast majority of special-grade cursed spirits.

"But I don't believe it. I want to test whether you are truly the best in the world." The magical power on Louhu's body began to boil.

"A fire-attribute cursed spirit?" While Gojo Satoru was still pondering, Louhu had already launched a sneak attack in a very impolite manner.

In an instant, all visible space was covered by scorching magma.

Louhu is a cursed spirit formed from humanity's fear of volcanoes.

It can use the power of volcanoes to launch attacks.

Gojo Satoru stood motionless, his body instantly engulfed by lava.

"Hmph, so this is the legendary number one in the world? How arrogant! I took care of him in one move. It's nothing special."

Before Louhu could finish speaking, he saw Gojo Satoru standing in the lava, smiling at him.

"That's it?"

Chapter 648 (Main Text 649) All things in the universe return to dust.