Curse back: The group pet thought he was hated by everyone

Chapter 110 Son inherits father’s legacy

Gojo Muneto rarely showed the demeanor of an elder, with his head slightly tilted, his fine silver hair hanging on his strong brow bones, the collar of his kimono slightly open, and a casual look of "What can you do to me?"

Zenyuan Heyan stepped forward and looked over at him pointedly, "You are already an old man, so please don't interfere in the affairs of us young people."

old stuff

From his appearance, you can't tell that Gojo Muneto is over 30 years old, and his son is obviously almost of marriageable age.

Gojo Soto didn't care. He put his hands in his pockets, glanced at him, and left.

Just the hand tightly clasped in the sleeve

Slowly squeeze it tight.

He's not young anymore, at least

Compared to this little brat from the Zenin family, so what?

This is what he brought back.

*

Gojo Nagi has become much quieter since that day. That slap woke him up and made him understand the only thing he could do at the moment.

"Next"

Gojo Nagi knocks down a sparring partner

The half-grown boy spends every day in the training ground, training himself. His dark training suit is soaked with sweat and sticks to his body, outlining the lines of his muscles. Although he is still a little immature...but one can vaguely see the vigorous and upward spirit.

There can only be one Six Eyes in an era.

Although he was not as "lucky" as his father, who possessed both the Six Eyes and the Unlimited Technique, just the Unlimited Technique was enough for him to gain a foothold in the Gojo family.

He will grow up "well" until the day when he can stand on his own and provide shelter for that person.

When my father gets old, I will inherit everything from him...

"including you"

Occasionally, when he was extremely tired, he would go to the garden to see the young man and seek comfort.

"Master Nagi, is it really okay to go on like this?"

"Oh, such silence is really worrying. The head of the family doesn't seem to care at all."

The servants of the temple were talking among themselves, not knowing that the protagonist of the topic was passing by at this moment.

Gojo Soto snorted coldly and passed by without even looking back.

He's just a conceited brat...

He never considered him as his "son". His existence was just a constant reminder of his unbearable past.

Before he became powerful, he was controlled by the elders of the clan and forced by his family to marry a woman he did not like.

Even again and again

Gave birth to this "heir"

So much so that every time he saw him, he would think of that humiliating history. Even every time he saw Tsukuyomi playing happily with this little brat, a surge of anger would rise in his heart.

I finally met someone I really wanted to protect.

Time does not wait

He is no longer young.

And he,

Gojo clan leader paused, stopped, and looked through the gate at his "son" who was sweating on the training ground with a complicated expression.

Very young and energetic

Also... very clean.

*

At the same time, Gojo Muneto did not forget the true identity of the young man he had captured. He was the treasure of Ryomen Sukuna.

Not for anything else

only……

He has not yet discovered the real reason why Ryomen Sukuna hid the other party. If it was just a conflict of interest... it is very likely that Ryomen Sukuna coveted the strange power in Tsukuyomi's body.

If it's love... tsk, would the King of Curses have such a thing?

In order to truly keep the youth...

"Have you found out who's behind this?"

Gojo Muneto, wearing a haori, sat leaning against the window sill of his study, his eyes heavy. He held up the transparent pipe in one hand and exhaled a long puff of smoke.

His expression was unclear in the misty fog, but his voice seemed to be getting deeper and more frightening.

"As you expected, the residence where Tsukuyomi... Young Master originally lived, the information of the buyer is unknown, and the old monk did not lie."

"Well, have you found out who spread the news?"

"It will take some time. This person is very cautious. The clues will be cut off when they reach the Curse Master Group."

"Hmph, you mean Ryoumen Sukuna's men revealed his secret? ...This matter is not that simple."

Gojo Munen paused as he looked out the window at the bright sunshine. The tall man looked at the boy who was swinging on the swing with a silly look on his face, with an aggressive look on his face, where the shadows of the bamboo overlapped.

Crossed half-leaning posture change

He suddenly stood up, put down his pipe without looking back, and leaned forward slightly with his hands on the window sill.

It seems that I can no longer restrain myself from getting closer

The voice is low and intimidating

"Someone is deliberately provoking a war between the Curse King and the Sorcerer camp."

Being protected so well by the Curse King,

The subordinates thought of the luxurious bedroom, the countless silks and satins, the exotic treasures... even the tributes bestowed by the emperor and the rare things from overseas.

The other party must have some special meaning to ghosts and gods.

If it was a weakness, it would be fine. But if it was some power of his that was worthy of the Cursed King's covetousness...

Gojo Soto narrowed his eyes, and a hint of strong possessiveness appeared in his eyes that were always cold and majestic.

Like a wild beast aiming at its prey, ready to attack at any time.

*

Ryoumen Sukuna rested his chin on his hand as he looked at the bustling scene outside Heian-kyō. "Satomo, has the news spread?"

The black-haired man, who always had a cold face, hesitated.

"I've given the order, but...Sir Sukuna, do you really want to do this?"

"Hmph, are you questioning my decision?"

"I dare not! But..." It was too impossible to believe it.

Tsumabu is so soft, no matter his size or physical skills, he cannot match Sukuna-sama. Although he is very accomplished in domain and Yin-Yang magic...but...defeating Sukuna-sama

Is it still a long way off?

Do we really want to spread such false information in those areas?

Or...will anyone really believe it?

Li Mei didn't know, but she could only do it honestly.

*

The mastermind behind the incident that Gojo Soto sent people to investigate was now leisurely conducting **experiments.

There is no need to rush even if you are about to be investigated.

"Sir! Lord Nozomi! The tyrant of the Gojo family is about to find out what we've done! What should we do?"

The subordinate couldn't even think about it. The cold sweat dripped down his temples and he almost slid to his knees. He never thought that such a secret thing he did could be investigated.

He just used a pawn that had been buried in the curse master's camp for a long time to quietly spread some news. After the matter was done, he dealt with all those who had come into contact with these things.

I didn’t expect that the other party would come to my door!

They didn't even try to hide the consequences. The three royal families had a lot of say in the court. Without showing off, they secretly solved many problems for the nobles...

"What's the rush? Has the woman been found?"

He recently had a new topic, about how to combine cursed spirits with humans. I heard that a long time ago, there was such a woman in the Kamo family, but she was later expelled.

"My Lord! Now is not the time to do these experiments! We are about to face disaster!"

"Oh? So you didn't find it?"

Luo Suo smiled good-naturedly, slowly stood up from the table and walked towards his loyal subordinate, looking relaxed and curious.

"You just said 'we'? It's 'we', right? Qianren..."

Asuka Kento suddenly raised his head and looked at the "master" who was approaching him step by step in horror. He kept backing away, stumbling.

"No, no... What I meant is..."

Without even raising his eyes, he methodically took out a bayonet-like curse tool from his sleeve and smiled at his subordinate who turned around and wanted to escape.

"You're wrong, Qianren. Obviously... you did this all by yourself, right?"

"Help! I was wrong. Please let me go. I've done so much for you. You can't! Ah——!"

He looked back in horror, his face pale.

The next second, the body was pierced.

The short dagger pierced through his heart and was nailed to the wall with blood all over it.

The body...cannot move

Normally speaking, a sorcerer's physical fitness is different from that of an ordinary person. Even if his heart is pierced, as long as he has a breath of strength left, he can still deliver the final blow to his opponent.

Asuka Kento fell straight to the ground, trembling constantly, and the cursed fireball that had been condensed in his hand slowly dissipated.

He knew this curse tool, which was a curse tool that could absorb the opponent's power.

The moment the cursed tool came into contact with his body, the abundant cursed energy was swept away madly, leaving him unable to move.

Trying to get the skin of a tiger will not end well.

He should have known it long ago, and he stared at the direction of the cursed tool on the wall with his eyes wide open until his death.

Noose clapped his hands, and a man walked out from the darkness and silently cleaned up the mess for him.

"Oh, right. At Gojo Muneto's place, let's lead everyone to Kento. Is that okay?"

He still had that smiling face, which made people feel cold.

"Yes"

What he didn't know was that the moment he turned around to leave, the smiling expression on Luosuo's face turned cold, and he brushed his sleeves expressionlessly, as if they were stained with something dirty.

"The cursed power is too weak."

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The author says:

Noose: Withdraw a smile