Gojo paused for a moment before immediately understanding.
"So you want to reel in the big fish with a long game."
He rubbed his chin as a reckless grin spread across his face.
"Yeah, cornering rats to death really isn't interesting. Better to let them think they've won, make them reveal every hidden card they have, and then crush them completely."
"Old man, your personality is even worse than mine."
"Hahaha! But I like it."
As the strongest sorcerer of the modern era, Gojo possessed absolute confidence in his own strength.
He feared no schemes or conspiracies because, before overwhelming power, all calculations were meaningless.
At the bottom of the crater, the two silently reached a mutual understanding.
Rin ignored Gojo's nonsense and walked toward the injured students lying nearby.
Toge had already fallen unconscious from the backlash of overusing Cursed Speech.
Noritoshi Kamo's shoulder had been pierced by a wooden spike, and the blood loss was severe.
Megumi's injuries were comparatively lighter, but his Cursed Energy had been exhausted to the point that he couldn't even stand.
"The younger generation really does get worse with every passing year."
Rin looked down at Megumi, undisguised contempt evident in his tone.
"With strength like this, don't tell people you're Toji's son in the future. It's embarrassing."
Megumi clenched his teeth and lowered his head, unable to say a single word in response.
If Rin hadn't arrived in time today, the three of them would already have become fertilizer for that Cursed Spirit.
"Enough with the dead faces. Help the other two up."
Rin raised his right hand, and a rich emerald-green glow bloomed within his palm, so dense it almost looked liquid.
Yang Release.
Under the radiance of that energy, which embodied pure vitality, another miracle unfolded.
The deep wound piercing through Noritoshi Kamo's shoulder rapidly regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye. Flesh and skin knitted back together until only a scar remained.
Toge's damaged throat was repaired just as quickly, and color gradually returned to his pale face.
Even their exhausted stamina was greatly restored beneath the nourishment of Yang Release.
"This... what kind of Reverse Cursed Technique is this? Even after evolving this much, it's still so foreign to me.."
Gojo crouched nearby, his Six Eyes fixed tightly on the green light in Rin's hand, shock filling his expression.
He could perceive every flow of Cursed Energy in the world with perfect clarity.
Yet within that green light, there wasn't even the slightest trace of Cursed Energy.
This wasn't Reverse Cursed Technique born from multiplying negative energy by negative energy.
It was an entirely different form of pure energy that directly manipulated the laws of life itself.
"Just a little trick for saving people."
Rin lowered his hand without offering further explanation.
Seeing the students recover enough to stand once more, Gojo stopped pressing the matter and clapped his hands, turning his attention back to the current situation.
"Even though that wooden Cursed Spirit escaped, today's mess is basically a huge slap in the face to those old fossils in the higher-ups."
Gojo glanced around at the devastated remains of the Jujutsu High forest.
"Since they attacked during the Exchange Event, their real target was probably the cursed warehouse beneath Jujutsu High."
"They're most likely after the remaining Sukuna fingers or some other special grade cursed object."
"Let them take it."
Rin shoved his hands into his pockets and turned to walk away, his shadow stretching long beneath the sunlight.
"Scatter enough bait, and they'll swallow the hook willingly."
"Gojo Satoru, go back and tell those brats of yours this: if they want to survive, then train like their lives depend on it."
"For the next period of time, I'll be returning to the Divine Realm for secluded training."
"And when those rats finally believe everything has gone according to plan, when they think they're ready to overturn this world completely..."
Rin slightly tilted his head.
Within his eyes, the scarlet six-pointed pattern and six pitch-black tomoe slowly rotated, emitting a heart-stirring Kamui distortion.
"I'll personally step onto the stage."
"And I'll crush them, along with their entire table, into pieces."
After leaving behind that outrageously arrogant declaration, the space around Rin's right eye twisted into a vortex.
Right before the eyes of Gojo and the students, his body merged seamlessly into the void and vanished completely.
Gojo stared silently at the place where Rin had disappeared for a long while.
Then, an uncontrollable, excited grin slowly spread across his face.
"He really knows how to talk big..."
He pushed his sunglasses back up the bridge of his nose before turning toward Megumi and the others.
"You heard the monster himself, right, Megumi?"
"For the next while, I'm putting all of you through genuine hell-level special training."
"If you don't want to die, then work your asses off and get stronger."
Gojo's carefree laughter echoed throughout the ruined forest of Jujutsu High.
Meanwhile, deep within the dark underground sewers—
Hanami, now reduced to barely half a body, was being dragged back with great difficulty by Jogo and Mahito.
"Too terrifying... that man..."
Hanami's voice trembled uncontrollably.
"That power isn't something we can fight against at all. If he truly wanted to kill me, I wouldn't even have had the chance to escape underground."
From the shadows in the corner, the stitched-forehead "Geto Suguru" slowly stepped forward.
Yet upon seeing Hanami's miserable condition, he showed no panic whatsoever.
Instead, a cold and strange smile appeared on his face.
"He spared you because he's too arrogant."
Kenjaku casually toyed with the special grade cursed object stolen from Jujutsu High's cursed warehouse, sinister calculation flashing through his eyes.
"Arrogance is the deadliest weakness."
"He believes he can control everything, but he doesn't realize that the cage I prepared for Gojo Satoru can also imprison him."
"Just wait."
"October 31st. Shibuya."
"I'll make those arrogant powerhouses experience true despair."
At that moment, the countdown toward the ultimate storm that would sweep across the entire Jujutsu world, a battle gambling on humanity's survival itself, officially began.
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