The Wind-Controlling Swordsmanship from Under One Person

Chapter 237 Divine Power
"Don't be afraid, I'll just ask you a few questions."

Qin Ye lowered his voice, trying to make his tone sound gentler.

However, the old man's Adam's apple bobbed in fear, his chapped lips trembled, and his head shook like a rattle.

"I know nothing, I know nothing."

Qin Ye frowned and reached out to grab the old man's collar.

The coarse cloth clothes crumpled between his fingers, making a slight tearing sound. The old man was lifted up like a startled quail. When his feet left the ground, one of his worn-out cloth shoes fell off, revealing a withered foot covered in calluses.

"What are you afraid of? I'm not going to kill you." Qin Ye's voice rose a notch, making it exceptionally clear in the quiet village.

The old man trembled at the stern shout, but kept his mouth tightly shut, only shaking his head and letting out a few muffled sobs. His cloudy eyes darted around uneasily, and he never dared to meet Qin Ye's gaze.

"Let him go. What do you want to ask? I'll answer you."

Just then, a clear, cold voice came from afar.

Qin Ye looked up and saw three young men slowly approaching.

The leader had striking short purple hair, and his narrow eyes were slightly upturned, giving him a cold and stern look.

The two people behind him, one on his left and one on his right, maintained a just-right distance, their eyes warily locked on Qin Ye.

Five meters away from Qin Ye, the purple-haired man stopped, casually putting his hands in his pockets, and said calmly, "I am the village chief of this village. If you have any questions, just ask me."

Qin Ye released the old man from his grasp, letting him stagger to the side, and then asked directly, "You have a Gecheng Mountain here, right? Where is it?"

Upon hearing the name 'Katsurayama', the purple-haired man remained calm, but his pupils contracted almost imperceptibly for a moment.

His companion behind him also unconsciously tensed his shoulders.

The granddaughter of their clan chief lives on Mount Katsuragi. That woman possesses a forbidden technique of the Tsuchigumo clan. What does this man in front of her want to do?
The purple-haired man's gaze swept over Qin Ye, a hint of wariness and scrutiny flashing in his eyes, and his tone lowered slightly:
"May I ask what business you have with Katsuragiyama?"

"You just need to tell me where it is, the rest is none of your business."

"Heh!" The purple-haired man suddenly sneered, a hint of mockery appearing in his eyes. He slightly raised his chin, his voice filled with undisguised coldness: "You asked me for information, and you have this attitude? Well, I'm sorry, you can leave now."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and gestured for the guest to leave.

His two companions stepped forward simultaneously, their muscles tense, their hands already subtly resting on the weapons at their waists, the three of them forming a triangle that subtly surrounded Qin Ye.

Clearly, this is an attempt to intimidate others by relying on their numbers.

Qin Ye didn't waste any words with them. He suddenly sprang up, his movements so fast they almost left afterimages. His right hand gripped the purple-haired man's neck like an iron clamp, lifting him up.

His companion on the left roared and swung a shuriken, but it stopped abruptly three inches from Qin Ye's temple. A thick burst of blood sent him flying, crashing heavily into a stone wall ten meters away, kicking up a cloud of dust.

His companion on the right had only drawn his dagger half an inch when he suffered the same fate, flying backward and smashing a water tank by the roadside.

"Where is Katsuragi Mountain for the last time?"

Qin Ye's voice was soft, yet it sent a chill down the spine of the purple-haired man.

To defeat the three of them so easily, the opponent might be an elite Jonin from some major country, whose strength is terrifying!
Feeling the five fingers gripping his neck slowly tightening, and the extreme killing intent, Bai Lang's pupils contracted violently, and his Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty.

Such pure killing intent is like prey being targeted by a ferocious beast.

He cast aside all thoughts of resistance and honestly pointed out the location of Mount Katsuragi.

"cough cough"

Bai Lang collapsed to the ground like a rag doll, clutching his neck and coughing violently.

When he looked up again, he saw that the terrifying figure had disappeared into the street, and only the pain in his neck proved that it was not an illusion.

He rubbed his bruised neck, staring in the direction Qin Ye had disappeared, his eyes flashing with resentment.

Following the direction indicated by the white waves, Qin Ye passed through the dense forest and arrived at an open plain.

A gentle breeze blows, causing the grass to ripple and rustle.

A small, cylindrical hill stands alone on the plain, its surface covered with neat chisel marks, clearly the work of human craftsmanship. Several houses are built on it, but they are too far away to see if anyone lives there.

"Yes, this is the place."

Qin Ye didn't go to Gecheng Mountain, but instead searched in the nearby woods.

In my memory, the Six-Tails Jinchuriki was hiding in this area.

However, after searching for a while, they still hadn't found any trace of the Jinchuriki, but instead ran into a small squad of Anbu from Kirigakure.

Four ninjas wearing Hidden Mist masks were moving silently through the forest, clearly heading towards the Six-Tails Jinchuriki, since a Jinchuriki's defection was no small matter.

Upon seeing Qin Ye, the members of the Hidden Mist Anbu froze. Their first reaction was not to capture and interrogate him, but to retreat several steps in unison. Then, at the signal of their squad leader, they turned and prepared to flee.

Although they were constantly tracking down the escaped Jinchuriki, they were fully aware of the news within the village and the rumors circulating in the ninja world.

Upon seeing the person before them clearly, they immediately understood that whether the Jinchūriki was dead or alive was no longer something they could interfere with.

Moreover, the new Mizukage has already given clear instructions that if they encounter this person, they should retreat without a fight.

However, the Hidden Mist Division did not want to cause trouble for Qin Ye, but Qin Ye did not intend to let them leave so easily. With a flash, he appeared like a ghost on a piece of dead wood three zhang in front of them.

Sunlight slanted down from behind him, casting a long, slender shadow of him holding a knife on the ground.

Several members of the Hidden Mist Anbu immediately became alert, drawing their short swords. Chakra flowed rapidly through their meridians, and their fingers trembled slightly as they formed hand seals, yet they hesitated to complete the final seal.

“Sir.” The leader of the ANBU forced himself to remain calm, deliberately lowering his voice behind his mask: “We are just passing by, we are not here for you.”

A person's name is like a tree's shadow; even if the other party is only one person, they dare not act rashly.

The wind in the forest suddenly stopped, and even the chirping of insects and birds disappeared eerily, filling the air with a suffocating sense of oppression.

"Have you found any trace of the Six-Tails?" Qin Ye asked bluntly, his gaze sweeping over the four of them indifferently.

"We've tracked him all the way here, and although we haven't found him yet, we can confirm that the Jinchuriki, Utakata, is in this place." The leader of the Anbu answered with unusual decisiveness, his tone almost like he was reporting to a superior. He kept a very low profile, even unconsciously bowing slightly, much more sensible than those naive ninjas from Tsuchigumo Village.

Qin Ye nodded slightly, the sharpness in his eyes softening slightly:

"You go."

The Hidden Mist Anbu ninjas, as if granted a pardon, instantly transformed into four afterimages and scattered to escape.

Deep in the mountains, a silver ribbon of waterfall cascades down a cliff hundreds of meters high, splashing up countless fragments of jade at the bottom of the pool.

Yu Gao leaned against a round stone by the lake, his slender fingers playing with a green bamboo tube. As he blew on it casually, a string of sparkling bubbles floated lightly into the sky, refracting a rainbow of colors in the sunlight.

He gazed quietly at the colorful bubbles reflecting the sunlight, his thoughts drifting along with them.

A gentle mountain breeze and the gurgling of flowing water mingled with birdsong, composing a soothing melody that made one want to drift off to sleep. Yu Gao leisurely enjoyed the tranquility, unaware that danger was already creeping in.

The shadow beneath him began to writhe irregularly, and if one did not look closely, one might mistake it for the distorted reflection of a waterfall's rushing water in the sunlight.

Puff!

Without warning, a long sword gleaming with an eerie light pierced through Yu Gao's right chest. The leisurely man suddenly widened his eyes, his pupils filled with astonishment.

He raised the bamboo tube in his hand to his lips, but then a flash of light swept past, and his right hand holding the bamboo tube fell to the ground with a thud, blood gushing out like a spring onto the clear lake surface.

"what--!"

The piercing scream startled the flock of birds in the forest, and the raging tailed beast chakra surged forth instantly.

But before Yutaka could transform into his tailed beast form, the hilt of the sword, wreathed in blood, slammed into the soft spot on the back of his neck, abruptly stopping his scream, and his tailed beast chakra suddenly receded.

Qin Ye caught the limp body with one hand and casually put it into his Devouring Pouch.

The entire hunting process was so smooth that it took an average person less than three full breaths to complete the entire hunt.

If the original members of the organization knew about this efficient capture of the Tailed Beast Jinchuriki, they would probably be astonished.

At that moment, amidst the swaying shadows of the trees, two pairs of eyes watched this scene in astonishment.

As soon as Obito Uchiha and Deidara arrived, they saw Qin Ye cutting down the Six-Tails Jinchuriki.

The swiftness of his movements was astonishing, demonstrating a level of skill that was almost frightening.

Qin Ye also noticed the two of them. When his gaze fell upon them, Deidara decisively conjured a large bird and flew into the sky.

Qin Ye ignored Deidara and instead focused his attention on the man wearing a spiral mask.

"Now I'm giving you a chance: run."

Upon hearing these arrogant words, Obito Uchiha chuckled and, instead of retreating, took a few steps forward.

The opponent is indeed powerful for being able to kill Itachi, but that doesn't mean he'll be afraid of him.

"Without the Gedo Mazo, there's no point in capturing the Tailed Beasts. Each of them is an independent entity. Even if you want to become a Jinchūriki, you only need one. What is your purpose in capturing the Tailed Beasts?"

Qin Ye naturally wouldn't tell outsiders his purpose or anything like that.

He lightly traced the patterns on the thousand blades with his fingertips, causing the blade to tremble and emit a clear, melodious hum: "I gave you a chance. Since you didn't want it, then die."

Before he could finish speaking, Qin Ye vanished from his spot in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already in front of Obito Uchiha, and he slashed out with his Thousand Blades.

*Swoosh*—The blade sliced ​​through Obito Uchiha's body without any obstruction; it was truly unobstructed, with absolutely no tactile sensation of hitting a solid object.

Qin Ye had anticipated this. When Obito Uchiha reached for him, he twisted his wrist, making the tip of the Thousand Blades point inward. As his arm bent, the blade stabbed straight towards Obito Uchiha's back.

Whoosh—the blade pierced through the void once more, as if striking a mirage, while Obito's hand, like a phantom, disappeared into Qin Ye's temple, emerging from the back of his head without a trace of blood.

This duel was like a clash between two misaligned timelines, a mix of reality and illusion, with offense and defense alternating.

Every move was a meticulously calculated gamble, and every deadly strike landed in empty space.

This is the power of Obito Uchiha's Sharingan—Kamui.

Having a different space allows one to store their body within it, so that what appears to the outside world is merely a blurred figure.

His body only materializes when the attack lands.

This is a very troublesome ability, capable of both offense and defense. As long as Obito Uchiha wants to escape, even Qin Ye's Instant Shadow Killing Formation cannot stop him. This is why the former is so confident.

Blade flashes and afterimages crisscrossed the forest, fallen leaves were swirled by the strong wind, and the two sides fought several more rounds without suffering any casualties.

Just then, a piercing sound of something cutting through the air came from the horizon.

A large, pure white clay bird swooped down and exploded the instant it reached Qin Ye.

Amidst the flames of the explosion, Qin Ye's figure staggered backward, his clothes fluttering in the shockwave.

He looked up and saw Deidara throw something down from high above—a curled-up clay doll.

The doll suddenly grew larger in mid-air, from the size of a palm to the size of a house, and its falling speed suddenly increased.

Explosive Clay C3 No. 18

Qin Ye recognized the object and knew that its explosive power was enough to destroy a village.

Head-on, Obito Uchiha seemed oblivious to Android 18 and continued charging towards Qin Ye.

Given their current distance, the power of the explosion on the 18th would inevitably engulf both of them.

However, the latter possesses divine power, meaning that only Qin Ye was hit by the bomb.

One can blur and entangle enemies, while the other drops bombs from high altitudes for indiscriminate bombing; this combination is a perfect match.

boom--

A blinding white light cleaved through the mountains and forests like a sharp sword, and a deafening explosion shook the surrounding area.

A blazing wave of fire shot into the sky, transforming into a menacing mushroom cloud that enveloped an area of ​​a kilometer in radius. The waterfall was cut off, trees were uprooted and reduced to dust, and everything around was destroyed.

High in the sky, Deidara's golden hair danced wildly in the air currents, his eyes flashing with excited fervor.

He gazed at everything engulfed in flames and burst into triumphant laughter:
"Hahaha, art is an explosion! In the end, it all comes down to my art, this masterpiece, supreme, hmm!"

"Deidara, watch out!"

Below, Obito Uchiha's hoarse warning suddenly rang out.

"Huh?" Deidara's laughter stopped abruptly. He was about to ask Obito what he was thinking when he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

He reacted quickly, pushing off with his feet and twisting his body rapidly, only to be met with a cold, sharp blade of light the instant he turned.

Puff!

The dull thud of a blade piercing flesh was exceptionally clear. Deidara groaned, the intense pain leaving him no time to consider how his opponent had dodged C3 or how he had suddenly appeared high in the air behind him.

He pressed one hand firmly against the back of the knife that had pierced his chest, while his other hand quickly rose up, and a strange mouth in his palm flung out several spider-shaped clay bombs.

boom! boom! boom!
A series of explosions erupted in the air, but the power of the explosions was completely blocked by a blood-red vortex.

Using the aftershocks of the explosion, Deidara endured the excruciating pain and leaned back, freeing himself from the long sword that had entered his body, before falling straight to the ground.

(End of this chapter)