novel bin Chapter 29 First Encounter with "Akatsuki"
Chapter 29 First Encounter with "Akatsuki"
Ice Release is formed by the fusion of wind and water chakra.
However, not just any wind or water-attribute chakra can be used to synthesize Ice Release.
Otherwise, bloodline limits wouldn't be so rare and precious in the ninja world.
No one has ever counted how many nature transformations each type of chakra possesses.
The underlying logic of each nature transformation of chakra, or rather, the authority it possesses, is unknown to anyone.
To obtain Ice Release, one must input the corresponding chakra of another attribute at each point in the transformation and composition logic of chakra.
The combination of the two leads to an endless path of trial and error, which cannot be forced upon those who are not of the right lineage.
This is the rule of the ninja world: if you are not born with it, you will never be born with it.
Aside from various types of eyes, those are cheat codes.
However, Mo Jingxian defied this perception by taking a different approach and bypassing the authority over chakra.
By using sealing runes, three restrictions—"slowness," "inertia," and "isolation"—are imposed on one's own chakra.
Chakra, like an old tortoise, has lost its vitality.
On the contrary, the water element contained within becomes active.
The water dragon reappeared in his palm, its color several shades darker than before.
The element of wind gradually blended in, and this time the two elements combined and merged together.
The surrounding temperature began to drop, and Mo Jingxian released the chakra restriction.
Calling it the Water Dragon Technique is no longer appropriate; a giant ice dragon meanders across the grassland.
Wherever it went, wild grasses turned into ice sculptures.
Mo Jingxian created an ice sculpture world in the summer.
As if sensing his joy, the ice dragon swam around once and then returned to its master's side.
It raises its head, waiting for its owner to pet it.
Mo Jingxian reached out and placed her hand on his head. She was not harmed by the low temperature; the touch only sent back a faint coolness.
He created this technique, which allows for the arbitrary control of temperature.
As chakra continued to be poured in, the temperature around the ice dragon dropped lower and lower.
Gradually, the ice sculpture began to expand, one meter, two meters...
He stopped channeling chakra when the range was ten meters.
Mo Jingxian tested the Ice Dragon's maximum value.
Its body temperature is approximately -80 degrees Celsius, its influence radius is about ten meters, and it consumes nearly half of its chakra.
He withdrew his ninjutsu and recovered on the spot for a while.
Currently, Ice Release can be used as a trump card, significantly increasing the survival rate.
Ice Release ninjutsu still has many nature variations that need to be developed, which will take a lot of time and is also limited by the understanding of water and wind elements.
This can't be rushed.
Ice Release's power is sufficient for now. If we want to further lower the temperature limit, we need a deeper understanding of the elements, especially the wind element, and we urgently need to make up for our shortcomings.
Finally, there's the naming. The origin of this ninjutsu is "Water Dragon Technique," and he was too lazy to change it, so he decided to keep the name, which also has commemorative significance.
That's about it. In my bag lies one million taels of silver that I swindled from Long Yunzhi. I can use that to replenish my supplies when I get back.
Money is very important. He used to calculate every single explosive tag he set off, and he was extremely short of money.
Now that's great! I can use explosive tags freely. If I encounter Sand Ninja again, I can just throw them at me.
Even if they aren't killed by the bomb, they'll be scared to death.
Thinking about this, Mo Jingxian suddenly missed Long Yunzhi.
What a good person!
Long Yunzhi, of course, could not refute this. He was currently lying inside Mo Jingxian's sealed scroll, and he wanted to see if he could make use of it again after returning to the camp.
After all, waste is shameful.
After tallying up the gains, it can be described as a sudden windfall.
Their physical abilities are close to those of a Jonin, and their methods are more diverse.
Based on combat strength, he didn't even know which category he should be classified under in the current ninja system.
We should have the combat strength of a Jonin. If the conditions are right, it should be easy to kill a few enemy Jonin.
They should be able to hold their own against elite Jonin for a few rounds, at least significantly increasing their chances of survival.
If it's a "shadow"...
Mo Jingxian knew she couldn't think any further; she felt she was already on the verge of death.
After sorting out his combat strength, he put his hands behind his head and gazed at the sky for a while with contentment.
A few white clouds drifted lazily by, and a gentle breeze brought a refreshing coolness.
The wild grass around me was covered in a transparent glaze of ice, with tiny droplets of melting water clinging to it, refracting the sunlight in a kaleidoscope of colors.
"It's been quite a while since I calculated it, and if I don't go back soon, I'm afraid I'll be seen as a traitorous ninja."
Before the sound had even faded, the person had already vanished from the spot.
The Land of Rain, the Village of Rain Ninja.
On a street not far from the office building of Hanzo the Salamander, the demigod ninja, Mo Jingxian held the edge of her straw hat and looked up.
Towering buildings rise from the ground, with Hanzo usually residing on the top floor, built in the shape of a demon's head.
Most of the surrounding buildings are similar, except they are not as tall and do not have any special design.
Upon entering Rain Village, Mo Jingxian initially thought she had arrived in a wasteland.
The towering buildings rising from the ground resemble giants, giving off a very cyberpunk vibe.
The sky is always overcast, and the rain never stops.
Mo Jingxian walked along the streets where steel jungles and old-fashioned wooden buildings alternated, feeling a sense of time distortion.
The ninja world is not large, but it seems to have been pieced together, with each country having a completely different style.
He actually quite liked the weather here, and even the chakra within him seemed to become more active.
Mo Jingxian walked towards the edge of Yuren Village, not wanting to cause any unnecessary trouble.
At this time, Hanzo had not yet been dethroned by Akatsuki; he was still the demigod who had dominated an era.
After many twists and turns, he finally found a shantytown on the edge of the village, which was his destination.
The low-rise houses were crammed together in this small space, the streets were muddy, and the air was filled with the stench of garbage.
Mo Jingxian arrived in front of a house and pushed the door open.
The bottom of the door scraped against the ground, making a piercing noise, and the light from the fire inside leaked out.
He looked inside and then knocked twice more on the dilapidated wooden door.
There was only a girl, about five or six years old, inside the house. Her face was covered in mud, making it impossible to recognize her.
Only those eyes constantly reflected the flickering light of the flames.
The girl squatted by the fire, staring blankly at him, showing neither hostility nor any intention to get up and ask him anything.
"Yui Kashima!"
Mo Jingxian entered the house, and the little girl defensively retreated a distance.
Judging from the little girl's reaction, he knew he hadn't looked for the wrong person.
Kashima Yui's situation was somewhat unexpected; perhaps something went wrong with her father's arrangements.
But the best news is that the person is still alive.
As for other matters, Mo Jingxian had no intention of getting involved.
At worst, I'll leave her some money before I leave; that would be more than enough.
"Don't be afraid, I mean no harm."
After offering a reassuring remark, Mo Jingxian squatted down and said gently:
"I am a friend of your father's; I've come to collect something."
As soon as she finished speaking, the little girl seemed startled and staggered back two steps.
Kashima Yui's reaction was somewhat unexpected.
"You dare to come again?"
An angry threat came from outside the door, where a girl of about fifteen or sixteen years old blocked the entrance.
Mo Jingxian slowly stood up and turned to look at the person who had come.
She had blue hair, a paper flower on her head, and wore Rain Ninja battle attire.
Byakko Konan of the Akatsuki organization is highly recognizable.
However, he is still very young and his strength is far from reaching its peak.
Mo Jingxian had already noticed Xiao Nan's arrival, but judging from the other party's tone, it seemed to carry an inexplicable hostility.
"I think there might be some misunderstanding here. I'm just here to retrieve something that belongs to me."
This simple task couldn't even be described as full of twists and turns.
Now all he wants is to find the confidential documents as soon as possible so he can get out of this mess.
"You won't find what you're looking for here, get out!"
Even a clay Buddha has some temper, and Xiao Nan's aggressive tone made him very unhappy.
"Do you have the ability to let me out?"
Despite the mockery, Konan remained calm throughout, raising her hand to shoot a kunai.
Seeing the three kunai flying towards him, Mo Jingxian stood still without dodging.
Xiao Nan's attack was also a test, and the opponent's reaction was quite unexpected.
When Ku Wu was only one meter away from Mo Jingxian, he raised his arm.
As if taking something out of a bag, he easily pinched one.
The remaining two passed through the body and pierced the wooden wall behind it with two "thuds".
Looking at the paper kunai in his hand, he found it quite interesting.
"A very impressive ninjutsu, using chakra to alter the structure of matter. If I'm not mistaken..."
Mo Jingxian met Xiao Nan's gaze and nodded approvingly.
"You can utilize natural energy in small quantities, am I right?"
"Kid, the way you talk is really annoying."
"You'll get used to it after hearing it a few times; just adapt to it."
After a brief exchange, Minami realized there was a misunderstanding; the other party had nothing to do with Kashima Yui's thugs.
Therefore, after making one strike, he did not strike again.
Mo Jingxian didn't pay any attention, took out 100,000 taels of silver, looked around and put it on the only stool in the room.
"I delivered the money your father left you. Give me the things, and you know what I mean."
Kashima Yui glanced at Minami and, seeing that she didn't seem to mind, knew what to do.
The little girl ran outside, and then ran back five or six minutes later.
She was carrying an oilcloth bundle in her arms when she ran up to Mo Jingxian and suddenly stopped.
"Here...for you."
Her voice was very soft, and she lowered her head, not daring to look at his face.
Mo Jingxian took it, opened the layers of packaging, and inside lay the secret document stamped with lacquer.
Sigh, I traveled to three countries just for this, and now I finally have it.
He was in a good mood, patted the little girl's head, and carefully put away the confidential document.
"Xiao Nan, I've been looking for you for ages! Turns out you're here."
As soon as he finished speaking, two boys who were about the same age as Xiao Nan walked in.
Mo Jingxian guessed correctly; it was indeed Yahiko and Nagato.
His gaze swept over the two of them, lingering for a fleeting moment on Nagato's red bangs.
Yahiko has blond hair and a kind face, giving people a natural sense of sunshine and approachability.
Upon entering the house, Yahiko noticed there was another person inside and took the initiative to greet them.
"Hello friend, my name is Yahiko, may I ask who you are...?"
"He's an insignificant person."
Xiao Nan interjected at the opportune moment.
Yahiko probably felt that Konan's words were a bit hurtful, or he wanted to explain on her behalf.
"Um, she's not..."
Mo Jingxian nodded to Yahiko as a greeting, then slipped away, disappearing into the rain a few breaths later.
The current Akatsuki organization is a huge pitfall, being targeted by several cunning old foxes in the ninja world. It would be strange if things didn't turn out well, and he didn't want to get involved in this mess.
Yahiko scratched his head awkwardly, feeling something was off.
"Konan, Nagato said he sensed your chakra fluctuations here. Did you just make a move?"
Xiao Nan recalled the methods Mo Jingxian had just used, and she had a feeling that she couldn't quite put her finger on.
She answered hesitantly: "He's a really annoying brat, but his 'techniques' are weird, they don't seem to be regular ninjutsu."
At this moment, Nagato, who had been silent all along, suddenly spoke up.
"What he used wasn't ninjutsu, but rather something similar to sage techniques."