Rebirth In The Days When Curse Gao Was The Boss Chapter 32

Chapter 32

The mission brief clearly labeled it as a “Grade 1 Cursed Spirit Gathering Point,” located in an industrial park on the outskirts of Tokyo, abandoned years ago due to chemical contamination. For the current Gojo Satoru and Xue Yang, this kind of mission should have been as easy as an afternoon stroll.

“Let’s finish this quickly, then go try that new strawberry tart place nearby,” Gojo Satoru said casually, shaking the mission file.

Xue Yang didn’t comment, but a hint of anticipation for the dessert flickered in his eyes.

However, the moment they stepped into the area shrouded by rusted pipes and dilapidated factory buildings, the casualness instantly vanished from Gojo Satoru’s face. The Six Eyes behind his sunglasses flashed with gravity.

“Something’s wrong,” he stopped, sensing the abnormally active and malicious cursed energy in the air. “The energy level… it far exceeds Grade 1.”

Almost simultaneously with his words, the sky over the entire abandoned industrial park suddenly darkened! It wasn’t the sun being blocked by storm clouds, but a deeper, more suffocating darkness, as if they had been forcibly dragged into another space. The surrounding scenery began to twist and melt, the rusted metal emitted a grating groan, and a viscous, oil-like black liquid seeped from the ground.

“Domain Expansion—” A hoarse, overlapping voice, seemingly composed of countless resentments, echoed from all directions, “Rusting Furnace!”

A Domain! And a complete Domain expanded by a Special Grade Cursed Spirit!

Gojo Satoru clicked his tongue, pulling Xue Yang closer to him. The invisible Limitless technique instantly expanded, isolating the encroaching rusting laws. He looked toward the core of the Domain. There, a Cursed Spirit that should have only been Grade 1, formed from industrial waste and the resentment of workers, had undergone a drastic transformation! At its core, a shriveled finger, wrapped in ominous purplish-black Cursed Energy, radiated a heart-stopping power—it was a finger of Ryomen Sukuna! The Cursed Spirit had somehow obtained and consumed it, forcibly breaking through to Special Grade and using it to expand a Domain!

“Troublesome,” Gojo Satoru’s tone remained steady, but his eyes were completely cold. Inside the opponent’s Domain, even he needed to be slightly serious.

The Special Grade Cursed Spirit was like a sovereign within the Domain. Countless giant metal pythons, covered in rust, drilled out of the ground and walls, carrying a cursed aura that dissolved everything, sweeping toward the two of them! The air was filled with a pungent, acidic smell; even space itself seemed to be slowly corroding.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand. The repulsive force field of Lapse: Blue acted like an invisible giant hammer, crushing the approaching metal pythons. But more attacks surged from all directions. The power of the Domain was constantly weakening and distorting the effect of his technique.

Xue Yang stood under Gojo Satoru’s protection, his face slightly pale. This was the first time he had personally experienced a Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s complete Domain. The pervasive sense of oppression and the erosion of rules caused a violent agitation in both the Cursed Energy in his body and the power of the Stygian Tiger Seal. He saw that while Gojo Satoru was still handling the situation with ease, he was clearly preoccupied with the sudden Domain and the power of Sukuna’s finger.

He couldn’t rely solely on him!

A strong sense of unwillingness and an urge to fight alongside him surged in his heart. He didn’t want to be protected forever! He also wanted to possess the power to contend with this!

Driven by this intense desire, the power within him—which had been dormant and was similar yet distinct from this world’s Cursed Energy system—suddenly boiled and roared, stimulated by the Stygian Tiger Seal’s guidance and the external pressure of the Domain! This was not pure Cursed Energy, but a force unique to Xue Yang, a blend of his own resentment, the dominance of the Stygian Tiger Seal, and the cursed energy of this world!

He felt as though his soul had been drawn out, his consciousness sinking into a boundless, familiar yet strange darkness.

Corpses littered the ground, resentment soared to the heavens, and tattered rags hung from withered trees, fluttering in the cold wind. The black soil was soaked in a dull, blood-like color, and the air was filled with nauseating decay and extreme despair. This was… the Burial Mounds of the Yi Manor! The hellish scene where he had struggled to survive in his previous life and eventually became a part of!

But this scene was not illusory; it was forcibly descending, covering, and eroding the Rusting Furnace Domain outside, centered on his will!

Xue Yang, without instruction, instinctively followed his intuition and uttered the declaration:

“Domain Expansion—Hundred Ghosts Burial Mounds!”

Boom—!

Centered on Xue Yang, an even more sinister, silent, and despairing scene spread out like an ink wash painting, forcibly covering and swallowing the surrounding Rusting Furnace landscape! Withered bones broke through the earth, vengeful spirits shrieked and circled, and the cold wind howled, standing in equal opposition to the industrial rusting Domain, even subtly suppressing it!

Gojo Satoru looked at Xue Yang in shock. He could feel that the essence of the Domain Xue Yang had expanded was not a simple Cursed Energy construct; it was more like a materialization and systematization of the deepest despair in his heart! Furthermore, the strength of this Domain was in no way inferior to the Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s Domain, which had been boosted by Sukuna’s finger!

Within the Hundred Ghosts Burial Mounds, the rules were set by Xue Yang!

The Special Grade Cursed Spirit clearly hadn’t anticipated a second Domain appearing. It let out a roar of shock and fury, manipulating the rusting pythons to try and attack Xue Yang. However, the moment those pythons entered the range of the Burial Mounds, their movements abruptly stalled. The rusting curse that formed their bodies began to be assimilated and decomposed by the purer, more ancient resentment within the Burial Mounds! Even the power emanating from the Sukuna finger at its core was suppressed and repelled by this extreme stillness and resentment!

Xue Yang stood amidst the mountains of corpses and seas of bones. His amber eyes had turned pure black, as if thousands of vengeful souls were struggling and wailing within them. He raised his hand, pointing at the Special Grade Cursed Spirit, his voice cold and carrying absolute command:

“Kneel.”

The Domain rule took effect! The Special Grade Cursed Spirit’s massive body trembled violently. The suppression from the Domain’s core made it utterly incapable of resisting the command. It let out a shriek of extreme unwillingness and, like a collapsing mountain, crashed down onto the black earth. Even the Rusting Furnace Domain it had expanded began to fluctuate violently, on the verge of collapse!

Within Xue Yang’s Domain, apart from recognized allies, every existence must obey his command! This was the absolute authority belonging to the Lord of the Vicious Ghosts!

Gojo Satoru stood behind Xue Yang, feeling the Domain saturated with death and resentment, and looking at the young man standing atop the pile of corpses, seemingly holding dominion over the underworld. A tempest raged in his heart. He hadn’t expected Xue Yang to awaken a Domain in this situation, and he certainly hadn’t expected his Domain to be so… dominant and bizarre!

This was no longer simple control over Cursed Spirits; this was directly altering the rules of a space and forcibly commanding everything within it!

Taking advantage of the moment the Special Grade Cursed Spirit was suppressed by Xue Yang’s Domain and its mind was compromised, Gojo Satoru moved. He no longer needed to divide his attention to resist the opponent’s Domain erosion. The Limitless technique operated at full power!

“Cursed Technique Reversal—Red!”

The extremely concentrated repulsive force, like a supernova explosion, accurately struck the core of the kneeling Special Grade Cursed Spirit and the restless Sukuna finger!

Rumble—!

Amidst the violent explosion, the Rusting Furnace Domain completely shattered. The Special Grade Cursed Spirit, along with the Sukuna finger, was utterly annihilated by the absolute power of Red, leaving no residual cursed energy behind.

The sunlight from outside shone in again, and the abandoned industrial park returned to its dilapidated but normal state.

Xue Yang’s Hundred Ghosts Burial Mounds Domain also dissipated. His body swayed, his face as pale as paper. The massive expenditure of mental and physical energy left him barely able to stand. Awakening and using a Domain placed an extreme burden on him.

Gojo Satoru instantly appeared beside him, catching him and pulling him into his embrace.

“You did great,” Gojo Satoru’s voice was low and solemn, carrying an unprecedented seriousness and a hint of subtle fear. “Extremely great.”

Xue Yang leaned against him, breathing rapidly. Feeling the strong heartbeat and warm body temperature emanating from the other man’s chest, the coldness and emptiness brought on by forcibly expanding the Domain were slightly dispelled. He lifted his head to look at Gojo Satoru. His clear amber eyes, now restored, still held the residual might of controlling the Domain and a trace of confusion.

“I… just now…”

“You awakened your own Domain,” Gojo Satoru finished for him, looking at him with complex eyes. “Hundred Ghosts Burial Mounds… it’s powerful, and very… unique.” He chose his words carefully.

Xue Yang was silent for a moment, recalling the familiar scene of despair within the Domain. A somewhat ugly smile tugged at his lips: “Yeah… as expected, even my Domain looks like this, given the kind of person I am.”

Gojo Satoru tightened his arms, holding him closer, as if to dispel the self-mockery and coldness in his words.

“No matter what you look like, you are my Xue Yang,” Gojo Satoru’s voice held undeniable certainty. “And possessing a Domain like that means you have the qualification to stand anywhere.”

He lowered his head, looking at Xue Yang’s pale face. The shock brought by Xue Yang’s power awakening was gradually replaced by a stronger sense of protectiveness and possessiveness. His little beast had revealed even sharper fangs, which made him even more unable to let go, and even more… fascinated.

The mission report naturally required significant revision. Gojo Satoru chose to temporarily conceal the matter of Sukuna’s finger and Xue Yang’s Domain awakening. He only reported that the Cursed Spirit had mutated into a Special Grade for unknown reasons and had been exorcised.

On the drive back, Xue Yang, exhausted from the overuse of energy, slept soundly leaning against the seat. Gojo Satoru drove, glancing at him occasionally.

Domain: Hundred Ghosts Burial Mounds… forced command… Gojo Satoru lightly tapped the steering wheel with his fingertip. Xue Yang’s potential was far more astonishing, and far more… dangerous, than he had imagined. But he was not afraid; instead, he felt an unprecedented excitement.

He parked the car at the entrance of Jujutsu High and didn’t immediately wake Xue Yang. He simply watched the boy’s peaceful sleeping face, a stark contrast to the image of the Lord of Vicious Ghosts who controlled life and death within the Domain just moments ago.

Light and darkness, dependence and dominance, purity and complexity—all these contradictory traits were perfectly integrated within this young man.

Gojo Satoru leaned down, placing an extremely light kiss, like a butterfly’s wing touching water, on Xue Yang’s brow.

“Sleep,” he murmured. “From now on, Teacher will walk this path with you.”

No matter if the road ahead led to hell or the abyss, he, Gojo Satoru, would see it through to the end.