Shin went to the back mountain to continue building experience farms. He felt that ten experience farms were still not enough, so he increased the number of experience farms to thirty.
"This will do for now. I need to take care of business first."
After withdrawing a large amount of experience points from the experience storage box, he went to see Megumi, who was continuing his Cursed Energy training.
Upon hearing from Shin that he could heal his sister, Megumi rushed over, grabbed Shin's shoulders with both hands, and confirmed repeatedly.
"Really? That's great. Tsumiki... she can finally wake up."
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Soon, Satoru brought Tsumiki to the Jujutsu High infirmary. It must be said that Kenjaku does have some skill, he was actually able to use a special Barrier technique to deceive the observation of the Six Eyes and implant the soul of a Curse User from a thousand years ago into someone else's body.
Regardless of anything else, he is very skilled when it comes to Barrier techniques.
"Fushiguro, your sister's body has been influenced by the person inside her for too long. The Cursed Technique has most likely already been inscribed on her body. Forcibly stripping the Cursed Technique is no longer possible, we can only strip the soul inside her. As for Tsumiki's soul... it has probably already died."
/Strip Yorozu's soul
/Resurrect Fushiguro Tsumiki's soul
With the consumption of a large amount of experience points, the mark on Tsumiki's forehead slowly faded. A strange yet powerful soul was stripped out by Shin and subsequently grabbed and crushed by Satoru.
Tsumiki on the hospital bed slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw when she opened her eyes was Megumi standing by the hospital bed with an anxious face.
"Megumi... is that you?"
"It's me, Tsumiki, you're awake... finally awake..."
Megumi lowered his head, tears streaming down from the corners of his eyes, his voice trembling slightly.
Although Tsumiki didn't know exactly what had happened, she still gently patted his head.
"Mm... although I don't know the specific situation, you must have suffered a lot, right? You've worked hard, Megumi."
This touching scene was suddenly interrupted by the flashing light of the mobile phone in Satoru's hand, even Shin couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
"Gojo-sensei, it's not really appropriate to take pictures of Fushiguro's embarrassing crying face in this situation."
Satoru said, "Oh my, sorry. It's a rare opportunity, I couldn't help myself. You two continue, Shin and I will leave first."
Shin was helplessly dragged out by Satoru, who was pulling his clothes. He still wanted to watch the drama of the siblings' reunion for a while longer.
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"Alright, Shin, I have some serious business to discuss with you. The Higher-Ups want you to hand over the Sukuna fingers. The reason is that they aren't at ease with them in your hands, after all, Jujutsu High has already lost the fingers inside Yuji."
"The words of those Higher-Ups can indeed be treated as wind passing by the ear, but this time they actually consulted Master Tengen. Master Tengen's instruction is for you to hand over half. You have seven in your hands, so you need to hand over three. What do you think?"
"Huh? The cursed object I handed over last time hasn't been found yet, and now you want me to hand over more? I don't want to."
Hearing Shin's statement, Satoru couldn't help but laugh.
"That's right, Shin, that's exactly how it should be. Be tough, if you won't hand it over, then don't. I knew you would answer like this, so I have already rejected those Higher-Ups on your behalf."
"Tomorrow, the Higher-Ups will send people to test your strength. Remember to beat them up hard, okay."
Shin asked, "Rejected on my behalf? Did you reject them using my identity or your own identity, Gojo-sensei?"
Satoru smiled without saying a word and immediately teleported out of Shin's sight.
...
Meanwhile, in a dark room full of paper doors, a large screen was projecting the refusal message that Satoru had sent using Shin's identity.
Shin: "Asking me for fingers? Who do you think you are? A bunch of old fogies, if you have the ability, come and take them yourselves. How about this, send some people over to snatch them from me. If you snatch them, they're yours. If you can't, it just proves you can't protect cursed objects at all, so they might as well stay in my hands."
"You bunch of trash, remember to send more people over, otherwise it won't be enough for me to fight! I **** ..."
"This is too much! Does he really think that just because Gojo is protecting him, we can't do anything to him? He's just a Grade 1 Jujutsu Sorcerer with slightly greater strength. Just because he exorcised a few Special Grade Cursed Spirits, he thinks he's invincible."
"Send people to teach him a lesson tomorrow. Let him know that one should be humble. Pass the order down, no need to hold back."
"Seconded!"
"Seconded!"
Just like that, without Shin knowing anything, a target was suddenly placed on his back.
And the instigator, Satoru, widely distributed invitations to everyone he knew to come to Jujutsu High tomorrow to watch this good show. He wanted to build momentum for Shin, the bigger, the better.
It's about time to add another Special Grade Sorcerer!