Naruto: The Caged Bird Cannot Confine Me - Feng Hou Qi Men

Within the inner world where Feng Qi had set up the Qimen diagram, the possibility of the demonic spirit escaping was extremely slim.

Moreover, Feng Qi would never give Wang Liang a chance to come into contact with his physical body sealed in the Swamp Country!

"Young man, never underestimate the demons." Maitreya sighed deeply.

Now she is just a remnant of consciousness, and even if she wanted to stop Feng Qi's crazy behavior, she was powerless to do so.

"Mother, are you really my mother?!"

Ziyuan walked shakily toward Maitreya, saying in disbelief.

“It’s me, Shion.”

Looking at his daughter's appearance, a look of heartache involuntarily appeared on Maitreya's face. "You've had a hard time all these years."

Whether it was the people avoiding Shion out of fear of death, or Shion silently hugging her knees and weeping every night, she could see it all clearly through the transparent bell.

The identity of a priestess caused Shion, who should have been young and lively, to suffer far too much hardship.

This is the destiny of the priestesses of the Land of Demons throughout history, and now...

Maitreya glanced at Feng Qi, who was yawning, with mixed feelings.

Does the appearance of the Byakugan boy who possesses the power to seal away the souls of demons mean that the priestess's destiny will change?

Upon receiving an affirmative answer, Ziyuan could no longer remain calm. Tears welled up in her eyes like a burst dam, dripping onto the ground of her consciousness space and creating ripples.

"Mother, I'm so tired, so tired..." Ziyuan covered her face with her hands and sobbed uncontrollably.

This girl, who could coldly predict death in front of others, completely dropped her pretense at this moment, staggered over, and threw herself into her mother's arms, weeping bitterly.

Seeing this, Miroku raised his hand with heartache and gently stroked Shion's hair, just like when they were children, and sighed: "Shion, the mission of a priestess is so heavy."

"Let's save the emotional stuff for later; the situation isn't looking good right now."

Feng Qi patted his sleeves, interrupting the mother and daughter's conversation.

Reminded by him, Miroku realized that Shion was still out of control of her power, and his expression became even more serious.

With his pure white eyes raised, Feng Qi looked at Maitreya, whose lips were tightly pursed, and said expressionlessly, "Aren't you going to tell her the truth about the transparent bell and the death prophecy?"

Upon hearing this, Maitreya's expression suddenly changed in surprise.

The thought that the other party could even seal the soul of a demon within his body made him slowly regain his composure, though his clear and deep eyes remained filled with shock.

"You even know about this kind of thing, who exactly are you?"

"He's just a lazy person being pushed along by this dark and cruel world; he's hardly a saint," Feng Qi waved his hand and said softly.

Seeing the two of them talking in hushed tones, Shion couldn't help but ask, "Mother, Hyuga Kazeki, what are you two talking about?"

"Ziyuan, actually you..."

Boom!

Just as Maitreya was about to explain the truth, the space of consciousness that had become clear and open because of Feng Qi's appearance was once again shrouded in endless darkness.

Outside, Shion's true form unleashed an incredibly terrifying aura storm, blowing all the warriors and followers guarding the surrounding area out of the concave crater and crashing heavily onto the surrounding trees and forests!

"Ahhh!"

Awakening Aster let out a sharp, piercing scream, bursting forth with purple light. A violent energy storm swept up countless fragments of rock, engulfing the entire area.

"Looks like there's not much time to explain things clearly. Hey, former shrine maiden over there, could you cooperate with me a little?"

Feng Qi brushed aside his loose hair, revealing his handsome face and the whites of his eyes adorned with the Bagua pattern.

"The character '巽' signifies the merits of sandalwood!"

Excessive explanations are a waste of time, so he chose to provide the answer through concrete actions.

Whoosh whoosh.

Beyond the realm of consciousness, beneath Feng Qi's feet, a point of blue light broke through the purple storm, and then the Qimen formation slowly unfolded, covering the entire concave basin.

Deep within the ravaged cracks in the ground, countless square wooden strips sprouted rapidly like bamboo shoots after a spring rain, binding Ziyuan's bare, fair feet, passing over her thighs, abdomen, and chest, and binding her tightly all the way up.

The calming and evil-dispelling effects were then released, greatly suppressing the violent and chaotic energy flow around Ziyuan.

The blinding purple light that filled the entire area dimmed slightly, and a gentle breeze brought down the bright moonlight.

Deep within the realm of consciousness, trees grow in abundance and flowers bloom, and bright light once again dispels the darkness.

In a hazy state, Ziyuan felt as if she had regained some control over her body, and she opened her eyes shakily.

A blurry, indistinct figure stood before me, a long, flowing gray robe billowing, and a pair of pure white eyes that were deep and captivating.

In a split second, Ziyuan's pupils focused, and she saw Feng Qi standing on the strange array.

Her face, marked with the incantation of a priestess awakening, flushed slightly. Feeling her heart racing, Shion quickly looked away and lowered her eyes to look at her arms covered with the incantation of a priestess.

Then, she was immediately startled: Is this me?!

"Stay calm. I have only temporarily suppressed the raging energy within you. The crisis is far from over."

Feng Qi pointed a finger at Zi Yuan's forehead, increasing the output of Qi chakra to prevent the sandalwood on the latter's body from shattering.

According to Miroku, the priestess power within Shion is even stronger and more dangerous than that of the demon, and even he, in his current state, cannot completely suppress it!

"Next, it's up to your old mother." A few beads of sweat appeared on Feng Qi's forehead.

As soon as he finished speaking, a crisp "ding" rang out, and the transparent bell hanging from Ziyuan's hair emitted circles of soft purple energy.

After a brief moment of hesitation, the priestess Miroku ultimately chose to believe in Fuki and released the remaining power hidden within the bell.

With the help of the sandalwood, the purple energy successfully suppressed the rampaging witch's power.

The most obvious change was that the witch's curse marks on Shion's body rapidly receded at a speed visible to the naked eye, shrinking along the original path towards her chest, and finally condensing into a crystal clear purple bead.

Feng Qi seized the opportunity, raised his hand and activated the Feng Hou Qi Men, highly compressing the sandalwood wrapped around Zi Yuan's body, and bringing it together with the transparent bell towards the purple bead.

Compressed sandalwood is wrapped around a transparent bell and a purple bead to form a wooden pendant with a yin-yang symbol pattern!

At this point, Shion's rampaging priestess power was completely sealed off!

hum!

As the aster, which had been suspended in mid-air, returned to normal, a soft purple light slowly bloomed as soon as its feet touched the ground.

Purple light condensed, revealing the phantom image of Maitreya.

Once she used up the last bit of power imprinted in the bell, her consciousness would naturally dissipate.

"I'm sorry, Ziyuan, your mother deceived you. The bell is not a talisman, but a means to seal the destructive power that you were born with."

As it gradually ascended into the air, Maitreya's phantom image dimmed. "And this kind of seal requires human lives as the price, which is why the people around you have been dying one after another."

As she vanished, she told Shion the whole truth about what had happened.

Ziyuan was struck dumb, stunned and frozen in place.

The reason why the death prophecy befell those around me was actually... this...

In that case, wouldn't all those people who cared about me and were close to me have died because of me?!

I thought those people were all rejected by fate, but in the end, I was the executioner!

They didn't have to die.

For a moment, Ziyuan's breathing became rapid, her hands trembled uncontrollably, and she could hardly accept such a cruel reality. Her hard-won mental recovery was once again on the verge of collapse.

Boom!

Feng Qi flicked his finger and gave her a flick on the forehead.

A sudden sharp pain in her forehead jolted Ziyuan awake.

"Fate is something that is predetermined from birth. Although we cannot choose it, it is not something that cannot be broken."

Feng Qi calmly withdrew his finger and said something similar to what Neji had said at the Hyuga branch family mansion: "Instead of worrying about what misfortunes fate brings you, you should think about how to shatter them and how to turn them into your own power."

Shatter fate...

As Feng Qi's voice echoed in Zi Yuan's ears, recalling the various experiences this man had gone through since arriving in the Land of Demons, her will, which was on the verge of collapse, began to coalesce again.

He was right, and he proved it to himself: fate is not absolute!

“Mother, I don’t blame you. If it were me, I might have done the same.”

After saying that, Ziyuan shook her head gently again, her gaze firm, and said, "No, I will choose a more suitable approach, one that doesn't bow to fate!"

Upon hearing this, Miroku, who was already floating in mid-air, was first stunned, then two streams of tears uncontrollably welled up in his eyes: "Shion, that's wonderful..."

As her body, formed from purple light, was about to completely dissipate, she turned to look at Feng Qi, a smile of immense satisfaction on her face.

"The amazing white-eyed boy, Shion, I'm counting on you."

Whoosh.

The light went out completely and disappeared into the starry night sky.

Ziyuan's face flushed red instantly. She stood there, fidgeting with her hands, looking somewhat at a loss.

"She really is a cunning woman; she slipped away before I could even respond."

Feng Qi scratched his head, looking quite troubled, and sighed, "Taking care of a little brat is quite a hassle..."

"You! Me? I'm not a child anymore, okay!"

The shyness on Ziyuan's face vanished instantly, and her cheeks puffed up with anger.

To be honest, this look is actually quite cute.

Well, compared to that cold and indifferent look with witch's curse marks all over her body.

Feng Qi gave this assessment in his mind.

"My sandalwood, combined with the bell of the former priestess, can suppress the power within you to a critical point. All you need to do next is to cultivate diligently and slowly and systematically draw it out. I believe that you should be able to completely master it in a few years."

He suppressed his annoyance and earnestly advised, "However, you must not rush."

After all, he really didn't have the time to stay by the side of this witch from the Land of Demons every day like a nanny.

Since the evil spirits have absorbed negative emotions, the next step is to refine and enhance the Qi chakra to ensure the success of the mission to return to Konoha!

Ziyuan reached out and touched the Tai Chi pendant around her neck, then nodded gently.

Without the man before her, perhaps she would have been trapped in the cage of fate her whole life, like a caged bird without even the chance to fly into the sky...