Rebirth In The Days When Curse Gao Was The Boss Chapter 51

The faint residual Cursed Energy left by Uraume, discovered by Fushiguro Megumi and Kugisaki Nobara, acted as a crucial fuse, providing a breakthrough in the previously deadlocked investigation. Gojo Satoru immediately mobilized every intelligence network at his disposal, combining the characteristics of that residual energy to track down any possible trace of Uraume, like the most precise hunting dog.

A few days later, the trail led to an ancient shrine deep within a remote, snow-covered mountain in Hokkaido, a place almost completely cut off from the world. It was rarely visited by people and covered in snow year-round. The biting cold and thin Spiritual Energy made it an excellent hiding and recovery spot for an ice-based sorcerer like Uraume.

“This time, we can’t let him escape again.” Gojo Satoru looked at the red dot marked on the satellite map, his eyes behind his sunglasses cold and sharp. He formulated a bold and risky plan.

Instead of choosing a direct assault, he meticulously set up an “information trap.” Through certain channels that were deliberately “leaked” and difficult to verify, a carefully altered and exaggerated piece of news quietly circulated on the dark web, which Uraume might be monitoring. The message claimed that Jujutsu High had found the core secret method to completely purify, or even “destroy,” Ryomen Sukuna’s consciousness from a lost ancient text, and was only awaiting final verification.

This was an extremely dangerous gamble, betting on Uraume’s absolute loyalty to Sukuna and the resulting fear.

Gojo Satoru, accompanied by Xue Yang, Okkotsu Yuta, and Itadori Yuji, whose condition had been optimized, quietly arrived near the snow mountain shrine. They did not approach immediately, instead lurking under the cover of the blizzard, like hunters waiting for their prey to step into the snare.

Inside the shrine, Uraume did indeed receive the vague but heart-stopping information. He was already anxious due to the failure of the previous operation—Sukuna’s finger was consumed, but they failed to fully control the situation. Hearing the words “destroy Sukuna” now made him react like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

“Impossible… Absolutely impossible!” Uraume paced back and forth in the cold shrine, his handsome face filled with icy suspicion. “Lord Sukuna is immortal and indestructible! How could those ants at Jujutsu High…”

But he dared not completely disbelieve it. Gojo Satoru’s existence was a huge variable in itself, and coupled with Xue Yang, who could suppress Lord Sukuna’s Domain… What if? What if they really found some forbidden method?

Anxiety and fear gnawed at Uraume’s sanity like venomous snakes. He had to confirm it! He had to stop it!

Finally, on the third night after the information was leaked, Uraume could no longer hold back. He decided to risk going out to investigate another fake location hinted at in the message, where the “ancient text” or “research traces” might exist. He transformed into an icy blue stream of light, almost blending with the wind and snow, and silently left the shrine.

However, the moment he left the shrine’s barrier and stepped into a relatively open snow valley—

“We’ve been waiting for you, Uraume.”

A calm voice, yet carrying boundless pressure, sounded in front of him.

Gojo Satoru’s figure was standing there, having arrived at some unknown time. His white clothes flapped in the wind and snow, and the corner of his mouth under his sunglasses curved into a cold arc. Xue Yang, Okkotsu Yuta, and Itadori Yuji formed a triangular formation, blocking his other escape routes.

Uraume’s pupils contracted instantly. He realized he had fallen into a trap! That message was nothing but bait!

“Gojo Satoru!!” Uraume was both shocked and enraged. The cold air around him surged, and countless ice shards instantly condensed, shooting out like a rain of arrows in all directions, attempting to force a breakthrough!

But Gojo Satoru was faster!

Unlimited Void!

Without even giving him time to react, Gojo Satoru’s Domain was deployed! It was not aimed at physical damage, but directly forced an endless torrent of information into Uraume’s brain!

Uraume’s movements abruptly froze. His icy blue eyes instantly lost focus, as if he were witnessing countless scenes of the universe’s birth and end. His consciousness was infinitely fragmented and stalled; even thinking became a luxurious torment! The cold air around him seemed to have been paused, solidifying mid-air.

“What is Sukuna’s weakness?” Gojo Satoru’s voice echoed within the Unlimited Void, directly targeting Uraume’s nearly collapsing core consciousness. “Or rather, how can he be safely separated from Itadori’s body?”

Uraume’s face showed extreme pain and struggle. His lips trembled, and under the mandatory information shock of the Domain and the pressure of Gojo Satoru’s absolute will, the deepest fears and secrets in his subconscious uncontrollably leaked out:

“Soul… contract… the core is in… the fingers… twenty of them… must be… gathered… or… find… the original… binding… ‘Prison Realm’… no… that’s a seal… separation… requires… a ‘Vessel’… of the same origin… or… an ‘Principle’… of extreme opposition…”

He shrieked intermittently, his words fragmented but containing crucial information!

Twenty fingers are the core? Gather them? Prison Realm is a seal, not for separation? A “Vessel” of the same origin? An “Principle” of extreme opposition?

Gojo Satoru’s eyes flickered, committing these fragmented pieces of information firmly to memory.

And just at the moment Uraume’s mental defenses completely collapsed and he revealed his secrets, a cold light flashed in Gojo Satoru’s eyes.

“Value utilized.” He said flatly.

The next moment, the form of Unlimited Void suddenly changed! The endless information torrent instantly converged and condensed, transforming into the purest, most extreme annihilation power of Hollow Technique: Purple. But this time, instead of being released, it was detonated inside the Domain, directly targeting Uraume’s soul essence!

There was no earth-shattering explosion, no dazzling light show. Under the absolute control of Unlimited Void, Uraume’s body was erased from existence as if by an eraser. Starting from the inside, he silently decomposed and dissipated, along with all his Cursed Energy, consciousness, and traces of existence, turning completely into nothingness.

The wind and snow continued, and it was as if nothing had happened in the snow valley. Only a faint trace of spatial distortion remained on the spot, proving that a Special Grade Cursed Spirit user had been completely exorcised here.

Gojo Satoru slowly retracted his Domain, and the wind and snow rushed back into the area. His expression was calm, as if he had just casually crushed an insect.

Xue Yang stood not far away, having witnessed the entire process. He watched Gojo Satoru effortlessly lure a powerful Special Grade Cursed Spirit user into a trap, force out key information, and then ruthlessly erase him without hesitation. His amber pupils slightly contracted.

This was not the first time he had seen Gojo Satoru kill, but it was the first time he had so directly felt the dominance and… coldness of this man under calm calculation and absolute power.

That posture of controlling everything and viewing all beings as chess pieces was more unsettling than a simple display of overwhelming power.

Gojo Satoru turned around and looked at Xue Yang, his face returning to his usual lazy smile, as if the cold-blooded, efficient executioner from moments ago was just an illusion: “How was that? Wasn’t your teacher cool?”

Xue Yang stared at him for a few seconds, then suddenly pulled at the corner of his mouth, revealing an arc that held both fighting spirit and complex meaning: “…Not bad.”

He had to admit that this version of Gojo Satoru, though dangerous, possessed a damned charm. Powerful, intelligent, and unscrupulous in achieving his goals, yet all his calculations and coldness were used to protect the people and things he cared about.

“Let’s go.” Gojo Satoru walked over and naturally took his hand, as if nothing had happened. “Although the guy’s dying words are hard to verify, we finally have some direction. Twenty fingers… a ‘Vessel’ of the same origin… an ‘Principle’ of opposition… Interesting.”

His tone carried an eager excitement, as if he had found a new, interesting challenge.

Xue Yang felt the warmth emanating from his palm and looked at the snowy ground where Uraume had vanished. The killing intent toward Sukuna, intertwined with his complex and indescribable emotions toward Gojo Satoru, mixed within him.

The road ahead was still shrouded in mist, but at least they had eliminated a potential threat and gained some fragmented pieces of the puzzle that might lead to victory.

And the powerful man beside him was undoubtedly his greatest reliance and… motivation to keep going.