The white beam Luke released was perfectly pure, without the slightest trace of another color.
Wherever it passed, darkness was torn apart, dust was purified, and even the air seemed illuminated.
The entire training ground was transformed into dazzling daylight, bright enough to make it difficult to keep one’s eyes open.
The violent torrent of white light roared forward, leaving scorching marks across the ground.
Luke’s hair and clothes whipped in the force of the blast.
Only after he completely exhausted his cursed energy did the brilliant white light finally fade.
“Hah… So I have to spend twice as much cursed energy to refine positive energy, then pour that into the Ten Shadows Technique. Looks like this can’t be used as a regular move.”
He breathed heavily.
The consumption of the new technique was terrifying.
With Luke’s current cursed-energy reserves and efficiency, thirty seconds of full-power output would completely drain him.
But the effect produced by that enormous expenditure was equally obvious.
Luke looked toward the place struck by Pure White Light.
A crater roughly fifteen meters across had been blasted into the ground.
Smoke rolled from the center, while the surrounding air shimmered with intense heat.
That level of destructive power had already surpassed the scope of a Grade 1 Sorcerer.
Of course, the direct destructive force of the white beam was secondary.
Its most important feature was the jujutsu effect attached to it.
“The Ten Shadows Technique under Cursed Technique Lapse manipulates shadows, creates shadow shikigami, and controls them in battle. After Cursed Technique Reversal, its effect changes into producing white light and decomposing other people’s cursed techniques.”
Luke had already grasped the nature of his new technique.
Just as Gojo’s Cursed Technique Lapse: Blue and Cursed Technique Reversal: Red corresponded to the opposing effects of attraction and repulsion, Luke’s shadow and light represented construction and decomposition.
Pure White Light’s decomposition effect could interrupt an opponent’s cursed technique while it was being used, forcibly stripping away its effect and leaving the opponent to take the beam directly.
“Come to think of it, Gojo-sensei’s Infinity is still part of a cursed technique, right? If this beam directly cancels his absolute defense… is he okay?”
Luke narrowed his eyes.
As the smoke at the center of the impact dispersed, he finally saw that the shattered crater was completely empty.
Where was he?
Luke couldn’t help wondering whether he had actually blasted Gojo out of existence.
Then he sensed someone behind him.
Gojo’s voice followed immediately.
“Not a bad technique. If this were me from ten years ago, even I would’ve found it troublesome to deal with.”
Luke turned around.
Gojo stood there with a relaxed smile.
His clothes were clean and neat, without the slightest damage.
He had even put his blindfold back on.
Both hands were in his pockets, and his breathing remained perfectly steady.
Luke’s newly developed Pure White Light seemed to have failed to inflict even the slightest injury on the strongest sorcerer in the jujutsu world.
Gojo still looked completely untouchable.
Then Luke asked,
“Sensei, are your clothes on backward?”
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Gojo immediately looked down at himself.
“No, they aren’t. What part is backward…”
He froze.
Then he noticed Luke’s meaningful smile and realized he had been tricked.
Gojo’s forehead twitched.
“Ahem. Don’t worry about little details like that…”
Luke pressed his lips together.
The thought of Gojo having his clothes burned through, teleporting home to change, and then coming back to act as if nothing had happened made it extremely difficult not to laugh.
Gojo scratched his head.
“Don’t look so smug. You still have a long way to go before you can call yourself truly powerful.”
Pure White Light had indeed bypassed Infinity, which had caught Gojo off guard.
During their clash, the beam had burned straight through his clothes.
Having his little attempt to save face exposed by his own student was somewhat embarrassing.
Still, overall, Gojo was satisfied with Luke’s progress.
After resting for a while, the two moved to a classroom.
Gojo ate some Sendai specialties he had bought earlier.
“Now that you’ve mastered Reverse Cursed Technique and Cursed Technique Reversal, you already possess abilities that are extremely rare even among Grade 1 Sorcerers. I’m looking forward to seeing how much further you grow. You still have a lot of potential left to develop.”
He chewed on a sweet dumpling, his tone full of expectation.
Luke asked,
“You mean Domain Expansion, right?”
Domain Expansion involved combining one’s innate cursed technique with barrier techniques, then incorporating the unique mental landscape of the user to construct a domain.
The difference between a sorcerer with a domain and one without one was overwhelming.
Only those who mastered Domain Expansion truly had the qualifications to stand at the peak of jujutsu.
Gojo offered a suggestion.
“When it comes to barrier techniques, aside from the secret techniques inherited by the Three Great Families, you could also ask Grade 1 Sorcerer Kusakabe. He’s highly skilled with barriers and has a very strong grasp of the theory. You can contact him through Principal Yaga.”
While recommending a teacher, Gojo also shared some of his own experience.
“The most important thing when using Domain Expansion is having enough imagination to construct your domain.”
“I understand.”
Luke nodded, then looked toward Gojo’s bag of sweets.
Gojo immediately understood.
“This one is really good, especially the edamame-and-cream flavor.”
He enthusiastically recommended his favorite food to his student.
Luke tried a piece.
“Pretty good.”
“Right?”
Gojo looked satisfied at having found someone who agreed with him.
The two finished the sweets together.
Gojo looked quite pleased.
“Luke, with your potential, you’ll definitely become a sorcerer whose talent is no worse than mine. What are you planning to do in the future?”
Luke thought for a moment before answering.
“I’ll probably spend seven or eight years studying at a university and getting bachelor’s, master’s, and doctoral degrees.”
“…Huh?”
Gojo stared at him in disbelief.
“Why would you suddenly want to do that?”
Luke answered as if it were obvious.
“Sensei, don’t you think a diploma from Jujutsu High is a little too low-level?”
For a moment, Gojo genuinely had no response.
He rubbed his forehead.
“So you actually care about something like that…”
As a reformist within the jujutsu world, Gojo’s greatest reason for teaching was to raise a group of like-minded allies who could help him change the decaying state of jujutsu society.
Hearing that Luke didn’t intend to focus entirely on the jujutsu world naturally left him somewhat disappointed.
Still, Gojo remained open-minded.
“That’s fine. Whether you stay at Jujutsu High or go into some other field, as long as it’s something you genuinely want to do, I’ll support it. Young people should live their youth without regrets.”
He placed both arms behind his head and looked up at the ceiling, thinking about many things.
Gojo’s own principle in life was that responsibility should come from one’s own will.
He rejected the idea of using grand ideals to force others into a path they didn’t choose.
He had once watched his closest friend collapse under that kind of burden.
He had no intention of turning his students into machines driven by someone else’s expectations.
Of course, losing the future support of a junior he valued on his path toward reform still left him somewhat disappointed.
Luke understood that.
He teased him.
“Sensei, why are you making that face? I’m only planning to improve my education. I never said I was leaving the jujutsu world.”
“And who decided that a student who wants a doctorate can’t still be a good sorcerer?”
Gojo immediately turned his head.
“Huh? So you mean…”
Expectation returned to his face.
Luke then revealed his deeper ambition.
“I’ve been sick of those old fossils running the jujutsu world for a long time. Capable young people should be the ones in charge.”
He stated his goal openly.
Since he had already transmigrated into another world, how could he not at least try to reach the top?
Gojo was slightly moved, then laughed.
“Kids these days really do talk big. But… I actually believe you can do it, Luke.”
…
Inside the shared space, the Lukes from nine different worlds gathered together.
The Jujutsu Luke raised a hand.
“Everyone, come give me a high five. I’ve completely mastered Reverse Cursed Technique and developed a new move. Take whatever you can use from it.”