From Joy of Life, the Tian Gang is reversed

Chapter 379 Greyhound, you think you're worthy of being a ninja?
"You originally intended to combine Wind Release and Water Release chakra with Ice Release bloodline limit, but what you ended up creating is this... Condensation Release?"

“That’s right, that’s how it is.” Asuma said, taking out a notebook. “This is the process of my synthesis. Of course, it’s just a rough process, because I don’t know exactly how it was done in the end. So, this can only be used as a reference.”

He wouldn't be foolish enough to produce the most accurate data; it's hard to explain.

Anyway, this guy in front of me is known as the Ninjutsu Doctor and is proficient in all five elemental ninjutsu. If I give him a rough estimate, it's not impossible for him to succeed.

Of course, through this synthesis of the Condensation Release Bloodline Limit, he understood the difficulty of mixing chakra into a Bloodline Limit.

It requires precision down to seven decimal places. For a ninja without artificial intelligence, this is pure luck, with an extremely low probability of success. Even with his notebook, achieving a successful combination would be incredibly difficult.

Even so, Hiruzen Sarutobi treasured it. He didn't look at it on the spot, but carefully put the booklet away.

"Don't reveal this matter to anyone for now, not even a single person. Unless your life is in danger, don't use the Condensation Release." Hiruzen Sarutobi's gaze deepened. "Also, when you go to the border with Sakumo this time, you must build good relationships with everyone else. Don't always act so reckless. Before we leave tomorrow, I'll give you a list. The people on the list are absolutely trustworthy, understand?"

"Understood." Asma nodded, but inwardly he was overjoyed. The old man really did have ulterior motives; he was paving the way for him.

The next day, before leaving home, he received the list. When he opened it, there were more than a dozen names on it, half of which were members of the Sarutobi clan. Most of them were genin and chunin, and there were no jonin.

This is not hard to understand. He's not even a ninja yet. If you give him a Jonin, can he win him over?
Sakumo Hatake was a very decisive person. Once he accepted the mission, he wouldn't waste too much time. Early in the morning, he packed a small bundle and went to the village entrance to wait for Asuma, with Kakashi with him.

The parting of father and son is usually a touching event, but the expressions of the two seemed a bit awkward, as if they had had some kind of argument. Even so, Kakashi still got up early in the morning and saw Sakumo Hatake off at the village gate.

But because of this little misunderstanding, the two stood silently facing each other at the village entrance, creating an awkward atmosphere.

"Hey, Greyhound, you're here too."

At that moment, a mocking voice came, and Kakashi's face immediately darkened, as some unpleasant images flashed through his mind.

"Sakumo-sensei, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Asuma approached the two and bowed to Sakumo.

Shuo Mao nodded. He was quite satisfied with this disciple in practice, though it would have been even better if he hadn't been talking.

"I'm not a greyhound!"

Just then, Kakashi's gruff voice came from behind. Asuma turned around, looked at the red-faced Asuma, and narrowed his eyes slightly. "Shoku, you're not acting right today. What's wrong? Something's bothering you?"

"you……"

“He wants to graduate early, but I don’t think that’s appropriate,” Sakumo’s somewhat helpless voice came through.

Graduating early?

Asma seemed to understand something.

In the original story, Kakashi applied for early graduation because of Sakumo's death, and then rose through the ranks at an incredible pace, becoming the youngest Jonin in Konoha's history.

but……

"What are you thinking? Graduating early? I'm not even a ninja yet, and you want to be one? Let me tell you, before I become a ninja, none of you will graduate early. Whoever graduates, I'll beat them up every time I see them." Asuma's face darkened as he stared at Kakashi. "You want to graduate early? Fine, beat me first."

"it is good!"

Upon hearing this, Kakashi's eyes immediately filled with fighting spirit. He pulled out a kunai and looked at Asuma with eager anticipation.

"Kakashi, stop fooling around," Sakumo said quickly.

"Don't you even know where you are? This is the main gate of Konoha, a place bustling with people. Believe me, if these two start fighting, it'll attract those Uchiha from the Guard Department. Although he's not afraid of the Uchiha, if things really get out of hand, he'll lose face too." Before he finished speaking, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Asuma suddenly vanished from his sight, and the next moment, a kunai was pressed against Kakashi's throat. The kunai in Asuma's hand was the same one that Kakashi had just taken out.

"Shingo, your reaction is too slow. Go back to school for a few more years." Asuma said to Kakashi, who was equally stunned. "Don't think I'm joking with you. If you dare to graduate before I become a ninja, I'll beat the shit out of you. I mean literally beat the shit out of you. It's not difficult."

After saying that, he moved the kunai away and shoved it back into Kakashi's hand, "You can't even hold a kunai properly, and you..."

"Alright." Sakumo finally spoke. "Kakashi, whatever decision you make, I will support you. Asuma, let Kakashi decide his own affairs. We need to set off now."

"Okay." Asuma nodded, glanced at Kakashi, and said nothing more.

Following Konoha's White Fang, there was naturally no danger along the way, since the rules of the ninja village were that if you encountered White Fang, you could abandon the mission.

A few days later, the two, weary from their journey, arrived at the Konoha camp on the border and met Orochimaru in the main tent.

"Orochimaru, you've had a tough time these past few days."

When Hatake Sakumo saw Orochimaru, he handed over the handover documents. Orochimaru took them, glanced at them, and nodded. Then, he turned his gaze to Asuma, a hint of curiosity in his cold eyes.

"Asuma, it's been a long time! What brings you here?"

Orochimaru's madness isn't completely gone yet, and coupled with his outstanding performance in World War II and his general's demeanor, he has quite a few supporters in Konoha. Although he's on the border, he's very well-informed about Konoha's news. Asuma is Hiruzen Sarutobi's youngest son, and he was expelled from the Ninja Academy. Such a disgraceful thing naturally spread throughout Konoha, and he knew about it too.

He just didn't expect that Asma would come to the border with White Fang. Did the old man want this kid to redeem himself through meritorious service?
It doesn’t make sense!

He knew the old man; he wasn't that kind of person.

"There's nothing I can do, I got expelled from school. The old man said that to become a ninja, you have to complete ten C-rank missions, and I've only completed one so far." Asuma said with a disgruntled look, "Orochimaru-senpai, when are you going back to Konoha?"

"Go back after you've finished handing things over," Orochimaru said.

"So eager?" Asma raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "There's nothing going on in the village right now, why are you in such a hurry to go back? Are those old guys that attractive?"

"Hmm?" Orochimaru was slightly taken aback and looked at Asuma. Even with his intelligence, he didn't understand what Asuma meant.

"Asuma, don't talk nonsense." At this moment, Sakumo spoke up. In fact, he had already begun to consider whether to put a gag order on this kid. This mouth of his was really too annoying.

"Teacher, I just have some questions about ninjutsu that I'd like to ask Orochimaru-senpai for advice," Asuma said with a smile.

"Teacher?" Upon hearing Asuma's address, Orochimaru's cold and pale face finally showed a surprised expression.

“That’s right, teacher, I’m now a disciple of Konoha’s White Fang.” Asuma said with a smile.

“Interesting!” A strange smile flashed across Orochimaru’s pale face.

As a high-ranking member of the village and a strong contender for the next Hokage, he was quite aware of Sakumo's situation in the village. How long had he been away? How did Sakumo become Asuma's teacher? Did the old man know?

No, this must be the old man's idea. Thinking of how Sakumo was suddenly transferred back to Konoha from the front line, his gaze became increasingly meaningful.

Has the old man finally come to his senses, or has he suffered a stroke?

(End of this chapter)