Chapter 243: Failed
When everyone in the live broadcast room saw this scene, a collective sigh echoed through the audience.
Gojo Residence.
Kumaen silently raised a cup of tea and sighed.
"As expected, Sukuna's fingers are unbelievably tough. Even Satoru's Limitless Technique couldn't damage them in the slightest."
Shunichi nodded, his expression laced with concern.
"I don't know how Satoshi intends to handle this situation moving forward. Now the top brass across the Jujutsu world know that he tried to destroy one of Ryomen Sukuna's fingers."
No matter how things unfolded, the Gojo Clan was caught in a difficult position.
Satoshi and Satoru were both representatives of the Gojo Clan.
It wasn't that Shunichi didn't trust Satoshi, but the reputation of Sukuna's fingers was simply too legendary.
Since Sukuna's death, not a single person had succeeded in destroying one of his fingers.
Even Tengen had no way of dealing with these so-called dead wax remnants.
Young Master Satoshi was undeniably powerful, but Shunichi felt it was still too soon for him to attempt such a bold move immediately after waking.
After all, Satoshi had been asleep for nine full years.
A normal person would've been severely weakened after such a long slumber. Even if Satoshi hadn't lost power, at best he had merely maintained the strength he had nine years ago.
Sure, his physical body had matured during those years, but what about everything else?
Shunichi was worried but powerless. He could only sit and watch the live broadcast of the Cursed Corpse in the mansion alongside Kumaen, placing all his hopes on Satoshi.
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Zenin Residence.
A faint smile tugged at Naobito's lips. Though Ryomen Sukuna's fingers were a threat to the entire world of Jujutsu, if they could truly be destroyed, it would certainly be a good thing.
That said, seeing the Gojo Clan suffer a setback pleased him just the same.
Over the past nine years, the Three Great Sorcerer Clans had completely split into two distinct camps.
The Gojo Clan stood alone.
The Zenin and Kamo Clans had officially formed an alliance.
Originally, Naobito had hoped to restore their ties with the Gojo Clan through Toji's relationship with Satoshi.
But unfortunately, Satoshi had entered deep sleep at a critical juncture, and Toji had completely distanced himself from the Zenin Clan, refusing to get involved.
As a result, the relationship between the Gojo and Zenin Clans remained cold and strained.
Later, after Naobito regained control over the clan and began steering the alliance with the Kamo Clan, he simply accepted the situation as it was.
He was the head of the Zenin Clan. If one path was blocked, then it was only natural to take another.
Since the Gojo Clan was unwilling to accept his goodwill, they had no one but themselves to blame for him joining forces with the Kamo Clan.
After all, the Zenin and Gojo Clans had always been age-old rivals.
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On the other side, Ogi had initially been uneasy when he saw Satoru take action, but the outcome quickly put him at ease.
It was better that the finger wasn't destroyed. That way, the Gojo Clan would be down one more trump card.
After all, the Limitless Technique had an unmatched reputation in the history of Jujutsu. He had been slightly worried that it might affect Sukuna's fingers.
But now it seemed he had worried for nothing.
As strong as the Limitless Technique was, Satoru was still just a high school student. How far could he realistically develop it?
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Kamo Residence.
Kamo Shinji watched the live broadcast while gazing at the child in his mistress's arms, a faint smirk curling his lips.
"The Gojo Clan's inherited techniques are powerful, but our Blood Manipulation isn't far behind."
Shinji reached out with his aged fingers to tease the child in the woman's arms, a pleased expression on his face. He didn't spare the woman a single glance.
To him, she was nothing more than a reproductive tool. At first, he had merely been indulging himself, but he hadn't expected her to bear a child who inherited the Blood Manipulation Technique—and it was a boy.
Shinji, who had originally planned to abandon her with money, changed his mind and brought the mistress home.
However, in the future, this child would be raised under the name of his legal wife.
"Kamo Noritoshi, you will be the future of the Kamo Clan."
Shinji frowned slightly at the name. He still couldn't understand why the woman had insisted on naming the child that.
Still, for the sake of the Blood Manipulation Technique, he decided to indulge her.
Time would tell. As long as Kamo Noritoshi grew up properly, this boy would never lose to someone like Gojo Satoru.
As for Satoshi?
Without a Zanpakutō, he was nothing but a monkey with no technique.
That chanting spell he used against Sukuna? In Shinji's eyes, it was nothing more than a cheap party trick.
In the end, for any sorcerer, what truly mattered were cursed energy and mastery of life techniques.
Since Satoshi possessed neither, he would, at best, become a brute who relied solely on his body—like Zenin Toji.
And as for the so-called Heavenly Restriction?
When the name Zenin Toji was mentioned, Shinji couldn't help but sneer.
How dare a monkey with no cursed energy call himself a tyrant?
Utterly laughable.
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Other spectators, such as Yagyū Yusuke and Ieiri Inamichi, could only express their regret that Satoru hadn't been able to destroy Sukuna's finger.
Newcomers to the world of curses, like Nanami Kento, were shocked by the power of the Limitless Technique. At the same time, they gained a deeper understanding of Ryomen Sukuna from this incident.
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"This is kind of embarrassing. I didn't expect it to come out completely unscathed."
Satoru shook his head, visibly disappointed.
Satoshi had been right. In his current state, there was no way he could handle two of Sukuna's fingers.
These were remnants of Sukuna's death—just thinking about how powerful Sukuna must have been when alive was terrifying.
And yet, that terrifying thought excited Satoru.
At this moment, he had already begun to develop his own sense of pride. Besides Satoshi, he had no intention of submitting to anyone else.
And now, Ryomen Sukuna had piqued his curiosity.
If just one finger possessed such immense cursed power, then the complete Sukuna must have been an existence beyond comprehension.
(To be continued.)