Sakurajima Colony.
The Kogane in front of Ryomen Sukuna suddenly projected a screen from its eyes. However, the screen didn't show the usual personal data, but a human face. Pitch-black hair woven into a ponytail, a rounded forehead, delicate features—a cute face radiating the scent of youth, yet arranged in a dignified posture. Her name was Tsumiki Fushiguro, a modern soul revived as an ancient sorcerer.
"Long time no see, Lord Sukuna," she greeted proactively. "It is wonderful to see you in such a perfect body. This is likely not a vessel incarnation, but a body manifested from true resurrection, correct? That means you can return to your Heian Era prime at any time."
"You've changed quite a bit, Yorozu," Ryomen Sukuna said indifferently.
"That is likely because I am not like Uraume, who revived solely with ancient memories," Tsumiki stared fearlessly at Sukuna's terrifying face, her voice calm as ever. "When I was awakened, the ancient memories and modern memories intertwined, ultimately constructing the current me."
Ryomen Sukuna scoffed softly, thinking of the Yorozu from a thousand years ago.
The Yorozu of that time was a certified madwoman. She did whatever she pleased until she met Ryomen Sukuna. Sukuna greatly appreciated her wayward nature, and Yorozu offered him her infinite loyalty. She was one of the very few who could boldly stand by Sukuna's side. The other was Uraume. A thousand years ago, she and Uraume were Sukuna's staunchest followers. Whether it was her or Uraume, they followed Sukuna out of reverence, while others followed out of fear.
If it were the old Yorozu, no matter what request Sukuna made, she would likely agree without hesitation. Even the resurfacing of modern memories couldn't block Yorozu's reverence for Sukuna; he was convinced of this.
So, even though the current Yorozu's temperament was completely different from a millennium ago, Sukuna naturally stated his condition: "I heard that since your awakening, you have been following the Lord of Cursed Spirits. You should know many of his secrets. Now, tell me all of them."
Tsumiki Fushiguro fell silent.
Sukuna frowned. "What is it, Yorozu? Why do you hesitate?"
"I am unsure what secrets of Mahito's you require, Lord Sukuna," Tsumiki Fushiguro's voice was peculiar. She said, "Mahito has many secrets, but his growth path has been clearly publicized. I recall that during Gojo Satoru's secret meeting when the Apotheosis Ritual was established, he announced it to the world. Your vessel at the time, Yuji Itadori, was also in that meeting. You should be very clear about Mahito's path to power."
Ryomen Sukuna actually *was* clear about it!
If it were the Gojo of the past, he might have shouldered those secrets alone and walked forward, leaving everyone a confident back to admire. But the current Gojo Satoru had been ruthlessly hammered by Mahito once. In that battle, Gojo was nearly killed three times. No matter how arrogant he was, he should have been beaten awake. Thus, in the secret meeting, he hid nothing and disclosed all intelligence.
The key point was his Technique Reversal: *Soul Creation*.
By recording the soul information of others to construct simulated souls, and using the information of those simulated souls to construct others' techniques, Mahito achieved infinite Cursed Techniques.
Sukuna knew all too well how terrifying infinite techniques were. After all, before being thrown into this Sakurajima Colony, he had been pit-killed by those infinite techniques in various ways, barely able to fight back.
If *Soul Creation* was the blade that cut through the heavens, then *Idle Transfiguration* was the shield that could not be breached.
"Damage can only be dealt by destroying the soul." While this was extremely difficult, it wasn't impossible. What was worse was that after obtaining the [Soul Creation Dragon Spirit Body], the Lord of Cursed Spirits could make Positive and Negative Energy coexist and circulate. This meant that even if one used methods capable of attacking the soul to breach *Idle Transfiguration*, they couldn't stop the Positive/Negative circulation, failing to deal true damage to the [Soul Creation Dragon Spirit Body].
So what could be done?
Ryomen Sukuna's solution was: Inflict a single attack with enough destructive power to instantly kill the [Soul Creation Dragon Spirit Body] through dual damage to both the soul and the physical body.
Correct. Pure physical damage was useless because *Idle Transfiguration* didn't fear physical damage. But pure soul damage was also useless, because due to the [Soul Creation Dragon Spirit Body]'s energy circulation, soul damage would be healed by Positive Energy and rendered ineffective.
Only when both types of damage achieved a one-hit kill threshold could the Lord of Cursed Spirits truly be killed.
Sukuna stroked his chin, pondering this, and asked Tsumiki Fushiguro, "Which techniques can the Lord of Cursed Spirits currently use?"
Tsumiki Fushiguro fell silent again for about two seconds. Only when Sukuna began to frown in impatience did she speak: "Poison Technique, Miracle Storage, Inverse, Star Rendezvous, Probability Alteration, Puppet Manipulation, Crow Manipulation, Teleportation, Boogie Woogie, Tool Manipulation, Earth and Stone Manipulation, Blaze Release, Divine Eyes, Pugilism, Shadow Crocodile, Heavy Pressure, Ame-no-Habakiri, Utsusemi Leap, Fatal Crimson Spider Silk, Projection Sorcery, Construction, Star Rage, Limitless, Cursed Speech, Resonance, Mutation Curse, Ten Shadows Technique."
Ryomen Sukuna's face twitched slightly, but Tsumiki wasn't finished.
She continued in a steady voice: "Additionally, aside from techniques, Mahito has mastered the Three Great Families' secret art [Falling Blossom Emotion], mastered [Simple Domain], mastered the resurrection Domain Expansion [Dharmadhatu Transmigration: Nirvana Realm], and the Gojo Clan's divine eyes, the [Six Eyes]. But none of these are his greatest threat. Mahito's greatest threat is the unique Cursed Tool he wields, the Tsukumogami [Mirokuji Kirigiri]. Its ability is [Cleaving Line]. Any object marked by it—whether human body, Cursed Spirit, or even conceptual things—can be severed in a single cut. It is a blade that truly cuts gods and buddhas alike."
Sukuna began to take deep breaths. He had experienced the infinite techniques firsthand, but as for *Falling Blossom Emotion* or *Simple Domain*, he hadn't seemingly experienced those. He had indeed fought inside Mahito's Domain Expansion, but at that time, although Mahito had opened his Domain, he didn't use the Domain's ability. Sukuna suspected that until the Dream Migration ended, Mahito's Domain couldn't perform more precise operations because most of its capacity was applied to the Dream Migration itself.
Did he not even qualify to make the Lord of Cursed Spirits enjoy himself?
"Finally," Tsumiki said faintly, "Mahito himself has mastered the legendary secret technique [Shinmyoken] from the New Shadow Style's [Moon Shadow]. Legend has it that this is a sword that communes with the divine, a sword that can slay gods. Mahito combines the Shinmyoken with a Black Flash of Cursed Energy, capable of unleashing a [Fusion Black Flash] never before seen in the history of Jujutsu. Its power can easily sever Gojo Satoru's *Limitless* and split Yuki Tsukumo's *Star Rage*. On this planet, I cannot even imagine any existence capable of standing in the path of this sword..."
Speaking to this point, Tsumiki Fushiguro smiled at Ryomen Sukuna. "Perhaps, Lord Sukuna can shatter my shallow imagination of this planet."
Sukuna remained stony-faced.
"Does Lord Sukuna understand this [Dream Migration]?" Tsumiki asked.
Sukuna walked to the window and looked up at the sky. The azure sky seemed the same as usual, yet Sukuna seemed able to see massive Cursed Energy being sucked into the deepest depths of the heavens. Afterward, those depths spat out an equivalent amount of Cursed Energy. This absorbed and expelled energy formed a new cycle—a natural Cursed Energy Great Cycle.
The Kogane followed Sukuna's movement. At that moment, Sukuna spoke: "Ah, I understand most of it. All Cursed Energy residuals released in the [Dream Migration] are recorded into its [Central Hub]. That [Hub] is the Lord of Cursed Spirits' Domain Expansion. The Lord of Cursed Spirits is recording the residuals of all sorcerers within. According to you, any sorcerer's technique used in this Dream Migration will be recorded by the Lord of Cursed Spirits and mastered via *Soul Creation*, correct?"
Tsumiki Fushiguro looked at Sukuna's profile and nodded gently. "Precisely. That is why, although Lord Sukuna asks me about Mahito's current techniques and how strong he is, I can only answer 'I don't know.' Because as long as the Dream Migration runs for another day, Mahito's strength grows by another fraction. Even now, techniques not yet recorded by Mahito are continuously increasing. Lord Sukuna, the ultimate answer to your question is actually: I do not know."
Sukuna let out a rare, irritated click of his tongue.
"If Lord Sukuna wishes to challenge Mahito..."
"Do not misspeak!" Sukuna suddenly interrupted Tsumiki Fushiguro.
"Yes?"
"The one challenging... should be the Lord of Cursed Spirits," Sukuna said indifferently. "Since a thousand years ago, I have been the one accepting challenges. If that were not so, the Lord of Cursed Spirits wouldn't have thrown me into this Dream Migration. Even if I am indeed not his match right now, he likely needs me to fight within this Dream Migration! He must be observing, terrified that I will deal a fatal blow to his path to godhood."
Tsumiki looked as if she wanted to say something but stopped, finally sighing. "You are correct."
"Yorozu, how long do you need to craft a Cursed Tool capable of seamlessly converting my Cursed Energy attacks into soul attacks?" Sukuna asked.
"Please give me one month," Tsumiki said confidently. "If quality is not required, three days will suffice. But if you want a Cursed Tool that can fully contain all of Lord Sukuna's Cursed Energy and won't break even under a Black Flash, the time required will be extended. Even so, one month is enough."
"Very good." Sukuna nodded in satisfaction. "Then start on it now."
"Does Lord Sukuna not require [Kamutoke] and [Hiten]?" Tsumiki asked.
"Ah, those two Cursed Tools are excellent, but they are useless against both Gojo Satoru and the Lord of Cursed Spirits," Sukuna said dismissively. "If there were more time, I would certainly use them, but the decisive battle with Gojo Satoru and the Lord of Cursed Spirits is at the end of the year. Rather than those two tools, I desire a tool that brings me victory."
[Kamutoke] was a vajra-like Cursed Tool capable of unleashing powerful lightning. An average sorcerer would be turned to ash with a light wave; it was an incredibly powerful tool that shone in the original work, though it was destroyed by Hiromi Higuruma at the cost of his life.
[Hiten] was a spear. As the name implied, it was a tool that granted flight capabilities. The Sukuna of a thousand years ago, holding [Hiten] in one hand and [Kamutoke] in another, while attacking freely with his other two hands, was truly a sorcerer like a god, titled the [King of Curses].
But that was a thousand years ago. Back then, both [Kamutoke] and [Hiten] were superior tools that greatly enhanced Sukuna's abilities, allowing him to act even more willfully. But not now. [Kamutoke]'s destructive power was meaningless against Gojo Satoru or Mahito. [Hiten]'s flight advantage was a mere parlor trick compared to the *Limitless*.
Thus, these two powerful Cursed Tools seemed so incompetent that Sukuna abandoned them without regret.
"I understand." Tsumiki nodded gently. "I will craft a satisfactory Cursed Tool for Lord Sukuna. But now, there is one more question."
"Oh?" Sukuna made a questioning sound.
"Why would I, Tsumiki Fushiguro," she asked in her usual calm voice, "make a Cursed Tool for Lord Sukuna?"
Surprisingly, Sukuna did not feel angry.
The modern Yorozu and the ancient Yorozu differed greatly in temperament. Sukuna had sensed this even before contact; after actually conversing, the feeling overflowed. Sukuna could easily judge that the current Yorozu would not offer him everything like in ancient times...
Right?
*As if!* Sukuna said confidently, "Hmph, you want to fight me, don't you?"
"Lord Sukuna understands me well." Tsumiki smiled.
"You were like this before. To make me feel some kind of 'love,' you were willing to provide powerful weapons to worthless weaklings, just so I wouldn't be lonely. And ever since you truly mastered the [Insect Armor], your fanaticism for me has been undisguised. You want to be killed by me, or kill me, correct?" Sukuna curled his lips, laughing with delight.
"Precisely, Lord Sukuna." Tsumiki raised a hand to gently cover her lips, like an elegant court lady. She said, "Lord Sukuna, I will wait for you in the Tokyo No. 1 Colony. As long as you defeat me, I will offer the Cursed Tool you desire with both hands. I swear I will give it my all, holding nothing back."
"I believe you." Sukuna yawned. "One last question."
"Please ask."
"The exchange system in this [Dream Migration] should be absolute, correct?"
"Due to the massive [Apotheosis Binding Vow], all exchanges here are absolutely harmless. If it is Lord Sukuna, you should realize the essence of this [Apotheosis Ritual] and not doubt everything Mahito has done within this barrier," Tsumiki asked curiously. "What does Lord Sukuna wish to exchange for?"
Sukuna pulled up the exchange menu, laughing. "I thought I had to possess other bodies to truly master the specific usage of their techniques, but... isn't there something right here that allows me to maintain my current perfect body while still obtaining new techniques?!"
In that exchange menu, two items shone brightly:
Innate Technique: *Ten Shadows Technique*.
Innate Technique: *Copy Technique*.
Tsumiki wanted to say something more, but suddenly the Kogane emitted a *beep-beep-beep* sound, and the screen closed directly.
"A Sorcerer is attacking! A Sorcerer is attacking!" Kogane shouted. "Master, please prepare for impact."
Sukuna was about to show an expression of impatience, thinking it was that reckless fool Kokichi Muta coming to die again. But soon, his expression grew grave. Because the Cursed Energy residual wasn't that waste who only knew how to die, but—
*BOOM!*
Accompanied by a loud crash, someone smashed through the wall and landed behind Ryomen Sukuna. Sukuna withdrew his gaze from the window and turned slowly. Kogane vanished on cue, and beneath the phantom of the vanishing Kogane, the figure greeted Ryomen Sukuna with a beaming smile.
"Yo," he said. "Been doing well lately? Sukuna."
"Go. Jo. Sa. To. Ru." Sukuna chewed on the name, his voice filled with venomous rage. "You dare appear before me just like this?"
"Looks like I'm a bit early," Gojo said with a laugh. "Your strength right now is... what, 2 or 3 fingers?"
Ryomen Sukuna fell silent.
Gojo said indifferently, "Open Kogane's exchange menu. I just saw you were about to buy something. I won't stop you. Exchange for it, then... be a good boy and let me beat you until you're numb, then ship you off to another colony."
This was a massive humiliation. comparing Sukuna to the Lord of Cursed Spirits, he found that Gojo Satoru truly made his blood boil with murderous intent... Indeed, compared to the Lord of Cursed Spirits, Gojo Satoru was the one who deserved to die more! Yet, faced with such blatant humiliation, Sukuna laughed.
He laughed out of extreme anger!
"Very good, Gojo Satoru." His voice was like an evil spirit. "You have successfully... pissed me off!"
"Kogane!" Sukuna roared. "Exchange for the [Ten Shadows Technique]!"