"If you traveled to the world of Jujutsu Kaisen, which innate technique would you want: Idle Transfiguration, Limitless, Cursed Spirit Manipulation... hitting hard?"
Hu Qingxiao laughed when he saw the last option.
"Joking about it online is one thing, but in real life, who wouldn't want to punch Sukuna flying in a fit of rage, then say, 'Declining Strength'?"
Bored out of his mind, he casually clicked the last option on the shoddy, obviously dubious webpage-hitting hard.
A blinding white light suddenly erupted. His phone clattered to the floor, and the room that had been occupied a moment earlier was instantly empty.
"Where the hell did that send me? Am I even still in China?"
Hu Qingxiao opened his eyes in bewilderment.
He discovered that he was in a pure white room. He looked around, but there was nothing in it.
A cold, mechanical voice sounded in Hu Qingxiao's mind:
"Name: Hu Qingxiao Age: seventeen Current age: fourteen (physical regression and reconstruction) Cursed Technique: Heavenly Motion Cursed Energy: low Assessment: a monkey slightly stronger than an ordinary person"
At the last line, Qingxiao's mouth twitched violently. Irritated, he immediately protested, "You call this just slightly stronger? I'm a Provincial Sanda Runner-Up, and I've been working out for five years. You call that a monkey?"
He instinctively clenched his fists, feeling the drastic changes in his body.
"Where are my muscles? Where are my huge-ass muscles?"
Looking at his lean, compact teenage musculature reminded him of himself after just two years of working out, when he had taken plenty of wrong turns. The full, exaggerated muscle mass of his adult body had vanished, leaving only the fighting instincts buried in this teenage body.
Hu Qingxiao instantly became a bundle of agitation, his face filled with disbelief. "Seriously? Those crappy webpages I clicked on before never did anything, and this time it actually happened?"
The mechanical voice in his mind ignored his complaints and continued its announcement.
"Cursed Technique: Heavenly Motion activated. Passive mechanism: body, Cursed Energy, and soul undergo synchronized, threefold tempering, gradually merging. Permanent improvement through training and combat. Notice: this world is Jujutsu Kaisen, during the Hidden Inventory period."
Qingxiao's breath caught.
Jujutsu Kaisen?
The Hidden Inventory period?
Wasn't that when Satoru Gojo, Suguru Geto, and Shoko were first-years?!
He immediately went frantic inside. "The problem is, I barely watched any of it! Aside from the major events, I know absolutely nothing!"
He only vaguely remembered a few key points: someone died during the Hidden Inventory mission, Satoru Gojo awakened on the brink of death, Suguru Geto later turned evil and defected, and a whole mess of tragedies followed.
As for exactly when things happened, who died first, or what the mission involved, he knew none of it.
It was like having spoilers for the ending without any walkthrough details-a straight-up hellish start.
"So I still have to train myself after all. Still, this innate technique practically makes me born for bodybuilding."
"I'll adapt. Probably?"
He had been alone in his original world, with only one friend. Starting over in another world didn't seem so bad.
Hu Qingxiao took a deep breath and suppressed his panic.
At least he had the practical combat experience of a Provincial Sanda Runner-Up. Combined with a technique that trained his body and soul together, he shouldn't drop dead right at the start.
As his thoughts wandered, the white space around him suddenly began to shake.
Like a disturbed water surface, the scene before him warped in layers, and a gentle sense of weightlessness enveloped him.
When he opened his eyes again, his surroundings had completely changed.
It was a dimly lit bedroom with simple, elegant furnishings.
His gaze swept across the room before settling on a brand-new laptop on the desk.
Qingxiao walked over and lifted its lid.
The computer unlocked without a password. Its desktop was neat and clean, with only a single document file.
He opened it to find a densely packed record of his current identity information, household registration documents, proof of provisional admission to Jujutsu High, and a complete personal file.
At the very top, his new name was clearly listed-Guyue Qingxiao.
A black bank card was tucked beside it, along with a note containing its PIN.
Looking at the name on the documents, Hu Qingxiao raised an eyebrow slightly and murmured, "Guyue Qingxiao, huh? Not bad."
From that moment on, Earth's sanda athlete Hu Qingxiao no longer existed. There was only Guyue Qingxiao, an unaffiliated sorcerer in the world of Jujutsu.
He casually put away the bank card and glanced at the final note in the document. The account held a full hundred million yen, enough for him to live freely in this world for a long time without worrying about food or clothing.
"A free house, free money, and a top-tier growth technique right from the start. Now that's generous."
Qingxiao's mood instantly brightened. He stood and pushed open the bedroom door, intending to take a good look around his new home.
The detached Japanese-style villa wasn't particularly large, occupying roughly two hundred square meters, with a regular layout and a classic style. The first floor contained the living room, tea room, kitchen, and common areas, while the second held the bedrooms and study. The courtyard was clean and tidy, and the location was secluded and out of the way, far from the city's bustle. Almost no one would disturb him.
What delighted Guyue Qingxiao most, however, was the specially converted private gym in the villa's basement.
A treadmill, cable crossover machine, bench press, dumbbells, squat rack, punching bag, and resistance machines-it had everything. The full set of professional fitness equipment was brand-new and intact, even more comprehensive and professional than the gym where he had trained in his previous life.
At the sight, Qingxiao couldn't stop trembling. The last of his concerns vanished completely.
Perfect.
Practically a training sanctuary built just for me.
He had been worrying about starting with too little Cursed Energy and too little strength. Entering Jujutsu High recklessly would only reduce him to a backdrop for the geniuses, leaving him completely unable to protect himself during the major events to come.
Now, with this suburban villa, a full set of fitness equipment, ample funds, and surroundings that occasionally spawned low-level Cursed Spirits, he had enough to familiarize himself with Heavenly Motion first.
Guyue Qingxiao knew his limits. His starting Cursed Energy was pitifully thin, and all he had was fighting skill. If he rushed into Jujutsu High, he would most likely be nothing more than background scenery. If a sudden crisis really struck, he would have no ability to protect himself.
Rather than go out and embarrass himself, he might as well stay home and quietly build his strength.
Besides, he wasn't old enough yet.
There was no rush to enroll. The plot hadn't started anyway.
He would lie low for a year first.
Over the next three hundred-odd days and nights, Guyue Qingxiao began a life of training that was as monotonous as it was fulfilling, day after day without interruption.
Far from the city's bustle, with no one to disturb him, he trained daily, honed his fighting skills, and pushed his limits. This peaceful life devoted purely to growing stronger was exactly what he had always longed for in his original world but never achieved.
A few scattered low-level Cursed Spirits occasionally spawned in this remote area, providing free punching bags for live combat. Fighting them at close quarters with nothing but raw physical strength and top-notch fighting skills, exorcising spirits barehanded, deepened his understanding of Heavenly Motion.
The technique's sheer power far exceeded his initial expectations.
"I can feel my body, soul, and Cursed Energy merging. This technique really is overpowered."
Guyue Qingxiao stood before the gym's full-length mirror, quietly examining his transformed self, his eyes full of emotion.
A year of grueling training had completely transformed his once-slight teenage body.
He stood tall and broad, with thick shoulders and back and a trim, tight waist. His entire body was more than two sizes bigger than before. There was no bloated bulk, only flowing muscle definition that looked carved by blades and chisels. Every inch of muscle brimmed with explosive power and resilience, his blood and vitality abundant, his physique formidable.
"Talent won't give you muscles carved like these."
Qingxiao murmured with a smile, brimming with a sense of accomplishment.
In just one year of secluded training, starting from nothing, without guidance from a renowned teacher or support from family resources, he had gained the strength to exorcise a Grade 2 Cursed Spirit alone through his own efforts and Heavenly Motion's extraordinary growth potential. Among sorcerers his age, that unquestionably put him at genius level.
"Too bad I still can't match those two monsters," he lamented inwardly.
He knew perfectly well.
His strength had been built on sweat, steadily growing stronger one step at a time. But Satoru Gojo's Limitless and Suguru Geto's Cursed Spirit Manipulation were both inborn, top-tier gifts that placed them at the pinnacle of their peers from birth. As he was now, he was indeed still a notch below them.
"That should be enough training."
Qingxiao's smile faded, and his gaze grew resolute.
His year of quietly building strength had ended successfully. His foundation was solid, and his combat strength had taken shape.
It was time to leave the secluded mountains and enter Tokyo Jujutsu High.
"I'm Guyue Qingxiao, officially coming online."
PS: If you want satisfying fights, you can skip straight to chapters 22, 49, 60, and 87.
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