Hearing those words, Gojo didn't hesitate in the slightest. He reached out and clasped the man's hand.
In an instant, two streams of memories surged into his mind like a tidal wave, merging together like rivers flowing into the sea.
At that moment—
Gojo could clearly feel every cell in his body, even his spirit itself, brimming with exhilaration, as if he had finally become whole.
As the memories fused, the Gojo from the Under One Person world looked at the other two with a strange expression.
The one on the left had transmigrated into the world of Naruto. Just like him, he had no survival skills in the wild and had nearly starved to death by the roadside. Fortunately, he had been picked up by Konan, which was how he learned he was within the Land of Rain. Not long ago, he had joined the Akatsuki and become one of its members.
The one on the right had transmigrated into a martial arts world. Likewise lacking any survival skills, he had nearly starved to death—until Yue Buqun found him. From then on, he entered the Huashan Sect and became one of its disciples.
After understanding everyone's starting point, the Under One Person Gojo's expression turned complicated.
"Why do all of us start off nearly starving to death in the wild?!"
The Naruto-world Gojo immediately shot back,
"What kind of survival skills do you think a freshly graduated college student would have?"
"…Fair enough. But is our cheat really just talent stacking?"
The Under One Person Gojo carefully sensed his current state as he spoke.
Due to the differences in power systems and rules across each world, the various versions of Gojo couldn't directly share their full strength.
Thus, after their contact, what actually improved was only their talent, along with a small portion of their mental and physical attributes.
The martial arts world Gojo spoke up,
"Don't underestimate talent stacking. For us, this kind of cheat is already terrifying."
"Not to mention our mental strength and physical condition have also improved a little."
The Naruto-world Gojo nodded in agreement.
"Exactly. If our original talent was ten, then after stacking, it's now thirty—three times what it used to be!"
"In other words, as long as there are enough versions of us, our talent can keep stacking indefinitely."
The more he spoke, the more excited he became, his voice growing louder.
"At that point, whether it's your world's Golden Light Incantation or Thunder Methods, the various ninjutsu in my world, or the supreme techniques in his world—we'll be able to learn them instantly, even improve upon them!"
"And by then, we'll be the strongest in every world!"
When he finished, all three Gojos wore fervent expressions.
"Infinite stacking…"
"If there are enough of us, then my talent—and my strength…"
"Could I rival Senior Brother Zhang Zhiwei… or even surpass him?"
Thinking of Zhang Zhiwei's terrifying power, a smile appeared on the face of the Under One Person Gojo.
…
Gojo slowly opened his eyes.
The familiar ceiling came into view.
"I'm… back in my room?"
He quickly sat up.
"Junior Brother Su, you're finally awake."
A light, teasing voice came from the side.
Turning toward it, Gojo saw Zhang Zhiwei standing there, smiling at him.
"Senior Brother? I—"
Before he could finish, Zhang Zhiwei cut him off.
"Junior Brother, when it comes to cultivation, you need to take it step by step. Don't rush things!"
"Otherwise, the one who gets hurt will be you."
"This time, you only fainted from overexertion. Your meridians suffered a bit of minor damage, that's all."
"Next time, you might not be so lucky."
As he spoke, Zhang Zhiwei placed his palm on Gojo's body.
In the next instant, a golden glow emerged from his palm and flowed into Gojo's body.
At that moment, Gojo clearly felt a warm current enter him, flowing along his meridians and spreading throughout his entire body. It felt as though he were soaking in hot water—warm and incredibly comfortable.
"Alright. For the next couple of days, you'd better get some rest."
After adjusting Gojo's meridians, Zhang Zhiwei gave a brief reminder, withdrew his hand, and turned to leave the room.
"Senior Brother, thank you!"
Gojo quickly called out in gratitude as he watched him leave.
"We're fellow disciples. No need to be so polite."
Zhang Zhiwei waved his hand casually as he walked away, soon disappearing from sight.
Watching his departing figure, Gojo took a deep breath, crossed his legs, and once again began reciting the incantation of the Golden Light Incantation while guiding the qi in his body along its prescribed path.
"Heaven and Earth's Mysterious Source, the root of all qi. Through countless tribulations of cultivation, I attain my divine abilities…"
As he continuously circulated the qi within him, golden light once again emerged.
Compared to the faint glow before, this time the light was clearly much brighter.
Concepts that had once seemed obscure and difficult to grasp now became instantly clear to him.
If cultivating the Golden Light Incantation had once felt like trying to break through solid concrete with a hoe—
Then now, it felt like walking through water. There was still a bit of resistance, but it was almost negligible.
Gojo focused intently, sensing the changes within his body, feeling the flow of qi as it circulated through him.
As he continued, the golden light around him grew brighter and brighter, soon illuminating the entire room as if it had been dusted with gold powder.
"This method of qi circulation…"
At that moment, Zhang Zhiwei—who had only just left the room—suddenly stopped.
He turned back toward Gojo's room.
He could clearly sense the Golden Light Incantation being continuously circulated inside.
"Junior Brother Su…"
"Did he suddenly have a breakthrough? The Golden Light Incantation he couldn't grasp before—he fainted once, and now he's mastered it?"
"This kind of breakthrough… isn't it a bit too fast?"
Feeling the aura coming from the room, Zhang Zhiwei pondered silently.
"But at least Junior Brother Su has finally gotten what he wished for."
Recalling how Gojo had previously trained as if he'd push himself to death as long as he didn't die, Zhang Zhiwei smiled, shook his head, and strode away.
After circulating the Golden Light Incantation through several cycles, Gojo finally stopped and slowly exhaled a breath of turbid air.
"So this is the effect of triple talent…"
"With just three times the talent, the Golden Light Incantation that once felt obscure is now completely clear to me!"
"If it were five times, ten times—even a hundred times…"
"Wouldn't my improvement speed be even faster? I might even push the Golden Light Incantation to an entirely new level!"
Feeling the changes within himself, a faint smile appeared on Gojo's lips.
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