Rebirth In The Days When Curse Gao Was The Boss Chapter 52

Returning to Jujutsu High with the fragmented information extracted from Uraume, Gojo Satoru immediately convened the core members. When the phrases “twenty fingers,” “instrument of the same origin,” and “opposing principle” were repeated, the conference room fell into a thoughtful silence.

“Twenty fingers… but now there’s one missing.” Principal Yaga frowned, pointing out the most realistic problem. One of Sukuna’s fingers had been destroyed by Xue Yang, practically eliminating the possibility of “gathering them all.”

“The Prison Realm is a seal, that much is certain, but it doesn’t directly help us separate Sukuna,” Ieiri Shoko added. She tried to understand it from a medical perspective. “‘Instrument of the same origin’… does it mean something that shares the same origin as Sukuna’s Cursed Energy? How is that possible? Sukuna’s curse is unique.”

“Or perhaps, an ‘instrument’ that shares the same origin as the ‘vessel’?” Okkotsu Yuta proposed another possibility. “Does Itadori, as the vessel, possess some special item that shares an origin with him?”

Itadori himself looked bewildered; he couldn’t recall having anything special.

“‘Opposing principle’ is even more abstract,” Maki said, crossing her arms. “Does it refer to a completely opposite power system? Or some kind of philosophical concept?”

Everyone discussed it heatedly, but they couldn’t grasp the core meaning. The clues were too vague, like looking at flowers through a fog. The atmosphere in the conference room grew heavy.

Xue Yang had been leaning quietly against the wall, listening to the discussion, his fingers unconsciously rubbing the hilt of his sword, Hope, hanging at his waist. When he heard “instrument of the same origin,” something flashed in his mind.

Same origin… instrument…

The Stygian Tiger Seal within him was a treasure that manipulated resentment and controlled malevolent spirits. Its power essence was inherently negative and sinister, belonging to the same category as curses. From a certain perspective, could it be considered “of the same origin” as Sukuna’s Cursed Energy?

A bold and dangerous idea sprouted in his mind—what if he used the Stygian Tiger Seal as the “instrument” to forcibly extract or contain Sukuna’s curse…

The moment the thought surfaced, he dismissed it. Although the Stygian Tiger Seal was powerful, Sukuna’s curse was far more violent and immense. Forcibly containing it would be akin to playing with fire, potentially causing the Stygian Tiger Seal to lose control, with unimaginable consequences. Furthermore…

He looked up, meeting Gojo Satoru’s gaze. Those pale blue eyes held a clear warning and an absolute certainty—he would never allow Xue Yang to risk himself in such a self-destructive way.

Xue Yang pursed his lips and looked away. He understood Gojo Satoru’s meaning, feeling a mix of annoyance and a strange, indescribable sensation of being restrained.

The clues seemed to have run dry again. Just as everyone was at a loss, Xue Yang’s thoughts drifted in another direction.

He thought of Calamity, the sword he had given to Gojo Satoru.

That fierce sword had accompanied him through mountains of corpses and drunk countless amounts of blood. The last time he saw it in Gojo Satoru’s apartment, something seemed different about it. At the time, he was only thinking of giving Gojo Satoru a birthday gift and didn’t dwell on it. Now, recalling it, the purely malevolent aura of Calamity’s blade seemed… more contained, even faintly possessing an indescribable sharpness, as if it could sever everything.

It was kept by Gojo Satoru in the secret room of that apartment.

“Gojo Satoru,” Xue Yang suddenly spoke, breaking the silence in the conference room.

Everyone looked at him.

“Take me to see Calamity.” Xue Yang’s tone carried an undeniable certainty.

Gojo Satoru paused, then understood his intention. He raised an eyebrow, asked no further questions, and simply nodded: “Alright.”

The two returned to the large apartment overlooking the Tokyo night skyline. Gojo Satoru opened the secret room. Calamity, with its ferocious appearance and ominous cold gleam, still lay quietly on the custom sword stand, wrapped layer upon layer in purification talismans.

But this time, as Xue Yang approached for a closer look, he immediately noticed the difference.

The Spiritual Energy flowing through the talismans, which were originally meant to suppress the sword’s malevolent aura, seemed… somewhat sluggish? As if being quietly eroded and repelled by some invisible force. And the sword intent of Calamity itself was no longer merely ferocious; it exuded an extreme sharpness, as if it could sever causality and destroy all laws!

Xue Yang reached out. Before his fingertip even touched the blade, he felt a chilling coldness and sharpness assault him, making the skin on his fingertip slightly numb.

“It… seems different,” Xue Yang murmured.

Gojo Satoru walked over, his Six Eyes carefully scrutinizing Calamity. The gaze behind his sunglasses became serious and surprised: “Indeed… the nature of its ‘existence’ seems to be changing. Is it because it has been constantly surrounded by the residual aura of my Limitless Cursed Technique? Or is it because the act of you giving it to me triggered some kind of… ‘pact’?”

Xue Yang didn’t answer. He took a deep breath, ignoring the biting sharpness, and directly grasped the hilt of Calamity!

Buzz—!

A power far more violent than before, yet also more controlled, instantly surged into his body! Unlike the cold malice of the Stygian Tiger Seal, this power was filled with pure destruction and the will to sever! Simultaneously, a fragmented piece of vague information, as if unlocked, flooded his mind—it was about Calamity. After he left, the sword had been in Gojo Satoru’s Cursed Energy environment, which contained the concepts of “infinity” and “annihilation.” Its malevolent aura was continuously purified and tempered, eventually giving birth to a nascent principle of severance, capable of cutting all bonds and connections!

“Severance…” A startling light erupted in Xue Yang’s eyes. He abruptly looked up at Gojo Satoru. “I think… I understand!”

“Understand what?” Gojo Satoru pressed.

“The ‘instrument of the same origin’ Uraume mentioned might not necessarily mean an instrument sharing the same origin as Sukuna, but an ‘instrument’ sharing the same origin as the act of ‘separation’!” Xue Yang’s voice quickened, laced with the excitement of a crucial discovery. “Calamity! It is developing a ‘severing’ ability! Not physical severance, but something more fundamental—severing connections, severing contracts, and even… severing soul cohabitation!”

He tightly gripped Calamity, feeling the blade’s throbbing, which seemed capable of tearing everything apart: “If… if I can fully unleash this power, perhaps… perhaps it can sever the soul contract between Sukuna and Itadori!”

Gojo Satoru looked at Calamity, which was humming incessantly and radiating a dangerous, powerful aura in Xue Yang’s hand. He then looked at Xue Yang’s eyes, which were frighteningly bright with excitement and determination. Countless thoughts raced through his mind.

The change in Calamity was undoubtedly an unexpected turning point. But this power was too unstable, too dangerous, both for the user, Xue Yang, and for Itadori, the object of the “severance.”

“It’s too risky,” Gojo Satoru said gravely. “This power hasn’t fully formed yet; the consequences of losing control are unpredictable. Moreover, severing a soul contract—the slightest mistake could severely injure or even… destroy both of them.”

“So, should we just stand by and watch Sukuna completely devour that pink-haired kid one day?” Xue Yang countered, his tone carrying his characteristic, reckless ruthlessness. “If there’s a chance, we have to try! At worst, I’ll control it and only cut what needs cutting!”

Gojo Satoru looked at him, silent for a moment. He knew Xue Yang’s decision would be hard to change, especially when he was set on something. And indeed, this seemed to be the most promising path currently available.

“…Fine.” Gojo Satoru finally made his decision, but he stepped forward, firmly grasping Xue Yang’s wrist holding the sword. His pale blue eyes stared directly at him, his tone more serious than ever: “But, Xue Yang, listen to me. Until we fully understand this power and have absolute certainty, you are absolutely forbidden from using it on Itadori lightly. We need more testing and preparation.”

His gaze was like the strongest shackles, intent on locking Xue Yang down: “If you dare to act recklessly… I will lock you up until this is over.”

Xue Yang met his gaze, sensing the worry and undeniable dominance in the other man’s words. He clicked his tongue, shook off Gojo Satoru’s hand, but his tone softened slightly: “Got it, stop nagging.”

He looked down at Calamity, which seemed to be responding to his intentions, feeling the nascent principle of severance. A cold, expectant smile curled his lips.

Sukuna… just wait.

This time, what he held in his hand might be the sharp blade that could truly peel you away from that body!

The new direction was clear. Although the path ahead was still fraught with thorns, the spark of hope had finally been reignited. Jujutsu High’s campaign against Sukuna entered a new phase centered on “severance.” And Xue Yang and his Calamity would become the most unexpected, and most crucial, element in this battle.