Become the strongest.
Kill the higher-ups of the jujutsu world.
Defeat Sukuna.
In his second life, at the age of nineteen, he had fought the entire Three Great Clans alone and successfully slaughtered the jujutsu higher-ups once over. He just hadn't expected causality to turn Jujutsu High's higher-ups into idiots again—after killing the Three Great Clans' allied forces, Gen had naturally been saddled with the title of the strongest.
Ancient times were truly unbearably dull. There were no phones, no computers; every day, he could only sit in the mountains and stare blankly at the sky. Even Nue, whom he had painstakingly raised into someone he could talk to, had stopped speaking after merging with the Great Serpent.
Thus, dealing with challengers became his only source of entertainment in ancient times.
Restricting his strength, banning certain methods, revealing abilities according to his opponent's methods—even using nothing but fists and kicks to deal with cursed techniques—countless people had received Gen's appraisal, and every one of them called him the strongest—
Ah, how boring.
One day, Gen thought that.
And at that moment, a woman came looking for him.
"You are Zenin Gen, correct?"
"Kenjaku... just call me Gen. Don't call me Zenin—that won't make you seem like you know a lot. It'll only disgust me."
As though he had expected this day long ago, Gen turned around. The scarred woman before him was the famed "physician" of the Muromachi period, a compassionate woman who used Reverse Cursed Technique output to save others.
But anyone who had truly met her and knew better would know that woman was Kenjaku.
"Yes. I didn't expect the renowned strongest to know my true identity as well."
"You came for... that matter, right?"
"Yes... Please allow me to collect a portion of your body after your