Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 297 Gentle Fist Surpassing Hyuga, the Successor of the Anbu

Tsunade picked up a large piece of golden-brown roasted beef brisket and put it into the silent bowl.

"This is top-quality beef. Boss Takaya's paying today, so eat as much as you like."

Jingyin looked at the sizzling, oily beef and realized she was indeed hungry.

"Thank you, Lady Tsunade—thank you, Lady Takaya."

She picked up a piece of beef and put it in her mouth.

The meat was tender, and the fat melted in her mouth. Silent's eyes lit up, and she chewed faster.

Sosuke looked at the master and apprentice and found it somewhat amusing.

Tsunade is a complete gambler and alcoholic with a fiery temper. Shizune, despite being a child, is always there for her, worrying herself sick over her.

But there was a strange sense of warmth between the two of them sitting together.

"Lady Tsunade."

Sosuke took a sip of tea.

"Just now in the Senju clan's territory, you seemed to have touched upon some kind of—different realm."

Tsunade put down the glass.

"You felt it too?"

"Yes." Sousuke nodded. "It's a very faint natural energy. But it's definitely gathering towards you."

Tsunade remained silent for a moment.

She raised her hand and looked at the lines on her palm.

"I didn't know what it was. But at that time, I just swore in my heart that I would never let Orochimaru continue to desecrate the dead."

"At that moment, I felt as if I were connected to the ground beneath my feet and the trees around me."

This is an extremely idealistic experience.

But in this world, idealism is often the source of power.

The immortal bodies of the Thousand Hands Clan are originally derived from the divine tree, giving them a natural affinity for natural energy.

When Tsunade's will is pure to the extreme, she doesn't need to rely on the power of the cursed seal like Orochimaru.

She resonated with the energy of nature through her own will alone.

"Orochimaru mastered Sage Mode, so can I."

Tsunade raised her head, her gaze resolute.

"Starting tomorrow, I'm going to Shikkotsu Forest for training."

Sosuke raised an eyebrow.

"Go to Shikkotsu Forest?"

"Yes. I've already set up the framework for the medical department. Nonou can handle the rest of the daily management."

Tsunade poured herself another glass of wine.

"If I don't become stronger, how can I stop Orochimaru?"

"I don't want to be defeated by him again next time."

Sousuke smiled.

This is the spirit that Princess Thousand Hands should have.

"Is there any help you can offer?" Sosuke asked.

Money. Lots of money.

Tsunade extended her hand without any hesitation.

"I need a lot of nutritional supplements. I also need to buy some precious medicinal herbs to help my body adapt to natural energy."

"In addition, you must transfer the special funds for the medical department on time without interruption."

Sosuke snapped his fingers.

"No problem. As long as you become stronger, this investment is well worth it."

He took out his checkbook, quickly wrote down a string of numbers, tore it off, and handed it to Tsunade.

"This money is enough for you to buy half of Konoha's herbal medicine shops."

Tsunade took the check and glanced at the few zeros on it.

A satisfied smile appeared on his lips.

Thanks.

She tucked the check into her pocket and stood up.

"Mute, are you full?"

"Eat—I'm full!" Shizune put down her chopsticks, her lips still smeared with barbecue sauce.

"Let's go home."

Tsunade strode out of the private room.

Sosuke sat in his original position, picked up the remaining half cup of tea, and drank it all in one gulp.

"This world is getting more and more interesting."

early morning.

It rained coldly last night.

On the stone path of the manor, there were several shallow puddles of water. A few withered yellow leaves clung to the surface of the water.

Sosuke was wearing a turtleneck sweater with a windproof wool coat over it.

He stood on the second-floor terrace, looking at the Hokage Rock in the distance.

Tsunade left Konoha overnight yesterday and headed to Shikkotsu Forest.

The head of the Anbu resigned, and Tsunade left again.

A power vacuum has emerged in the village's structure.

"Boss, breakfast is ready."

Kaori whispered a reminder from behind.

What are we eating today?

"Hot noodle soup with a fried egg and ham."

"it is good."

Sosuke turned around and went downstairs.

After having breakfast, Sosuke left the manor.

The destination was a secluded training ground near the Naka River on the edge of Konoha Village.

This place was bought by the Takaya Trading Company and used as a private training ground.

On the training field.

A woman is practicing boxing.

She had long, flaxen hair tied in a high ponytail, not a single strand out of place. She wore a Jonin vest, the zipper of which was almost bursting open at the chest, yet her waist was extremely slender.

Her hands were wrapped in white bandages.

Misa Hayama.

Her eyes were closed. Her hands were moving slowly in the air.

That's the Gentle Fist of the Hyuga clan.

Her movements were extremely slow.

It was as slow as pushing a heavy boulder.

But with each push, pull, guide, and press she made, the mist in the surrounding air actually formed tiny vortexes of airflow in response to her movements.

In just two years, she has already mastered the Soft Fist to an extremely high level.

Sosuke activated his snake eyes.

In his line of sight.

Misa's chakra was as calm as an ancient well. There wasn't a trace of violence in it.

Once, the highly corrosive Yang Release life force belonging to Hashirama's cells nearly drove her mad. She was constantly battling the will of the Divine Tree within her.

But now.

The frenzied chakra flowed gently through her meridians.

They were completely subdued.

"What a profound realm."

Sosuke secretly admired him.

He had witnessed Hyuga Katsu's Gentle Fist, and it was quite remarkable.

But now he feels that, in terms of understanding "Gentle Fist," a method of self-cultivation, it is not enough.

Misa has surpassed Hyuga Masaru, and even surpassed everyone in the Hyuga clan.

She didn't roll her eyes.

But she had developed the soft fist into an instinct, like breathing.

Still as a deep abyss, immovable as a mountain.

She stood there, like an ancient tree that had lived for a thousand years. Profound and weighty.

Sosuke casually picked up a pebble from the ground beside him.

A flick of the thumb.

"Whoosh!"

The pebble struck Misa directly in the back of the head. It was incredibly fast.

Misa didn't open her eyes. She didn't even turn her body around.

Her left hand, as if it had eyes in the back of its head, gently reached back and scooped up her arm.

With a flick of the wrist.

He casually pinched the pebble between two fingers.

The physical kinetic energy carried by the stone was completely neutralized by an extremely long and gentle force.

"Clatter".

Misa loosened her grip. The pebble fell onto the muddy ground.

She slowly opened her eyes.

He exhaled a deep breath.

Her facial skin was radiant and glowing, radiating an extremely healthy vitality. That was the result of the perfect fusion of the Hashirama cells.

"Boss Sousuke."

Mikoto turned around, her voice calm.

"You hit the stone a little off. You have great finger strength, but your accuracy is still half an inch off."

Sosuke smiled and walked over.

"I was just afraid I'd actually hit you."

He walked over and sat down on a bench nearby.

Misa picked up a towel draped over the wooden frame and wiped away her sweat.

She sat down in the chair opposite Sosuke.

There was a small wooden table between the two. On the table was a thermos.

Misa unscrewed the kettle lid and poured two cups of hot water. She handed one to Sosuke.

"Thanks."

Sosuke held the water glass and warmed his hands.

You look great.

"Thanks to Gentle Fist."

Misa took a sip of hot water.

"I now have complete control over this body."

Her tone was calm. It was an absolute tranquility that came from having experienced life and death and seen through the illusions of the world.

"You are the first person in the world to be able to control Hashirama cells."

Sosuke took a sip of water.

"Now that you're healthy, it's time to get back to work."

Misa put down her water glass.

She looked at Sosuke. She knew this man wouldn't do anything without a reason. He definitely hadn't come all this way just to watch her box.

"Tell me. I still owe you a huge sum for surgery and medicine. As long as it's not about destroying Konoha, I'll take any job."

She is very pragmatic.

"Senior Sakumo has resigned. The Anbu is now leaderless."

Sosuke looked into her light brown eyes.

"I plan to recommend you to the Hokage to take over as the head of the Anbu."

Misa's eyes flickered slightly.

"Head of the Dark Guard. That's a thankless job."

"Yes. It's very hard."

Sosuke did not deny it.

"But the Dark Side is the village's eyes and its knife."

"Orochimaru is currently focused on conducting experiments in the basement, and no one is in charge of him."

"If the secret service isn't properly organized, trouble can easily arise in the village behind the scenes."

"Moreover, the members of the Dark Guard are now divided into two factions, and they could easily turn against each other at any time."

"The village needs someone who can keep things in order and doesn't have a clear family or factional background to take over."

"You are the most suitable candidate."

Misa remained silent.

She doesn't actually like politics, nor does she like all the backstabbing and deceit.

But she carries the blood of the Senju clan. She has a deep attachment to this village.

The leaves must not be disturbed.

If even the secret service gets out of control, the village is not far from collapse.

"Would the Hokage allow a commoner like me to sit in this position?"

Meisha raised her head and went straight to the heart of the matter.

"That depends on your weight, whether it's heavy enough."

Sosuke stood up.

"Let's go. Come with me to the Hokage's office."

"Go and show him whether you're qualified to wear that mask."

Meisha did not hesitate.

"it is good."