Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

The rain in the woods seemed even colder.

Kakashi and Rin could only watch helplessly.

Watching the three Mist Ninja effortlessly hoist the unconscious Obito onto their shoulders as if lifting a sack of potatoes.

Their target, from beginning to end, has only ever been Obito.

"No……"

Rin let out a desperate sob. She tried to rush forward, but Kakashi held her back tightly.

"Let me go! Kakashi! Obito...!"

"It's too late."

Kakashi's voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded.

He watched as the figures of those Mist Ninjas flickered and disappeared into the shadows of the dense forest. His one exposed dead fish eye was filled with immense regret and helplessness.

He didn't even have the courage to look at Lin's face.

It was him again, failing to protect his companions.

……

Meanwhile, on the main battlefield.

Minato Namikaze's figure, like a ghost, appeared time and again in the Third Mizukage's blind spots.

The Flying Thunder God Kunai had already left more than a dozen deep, bone-revealing wounds on his body.

Yet this man remained like an ice sculpture devoid of pain, mechanically and precisely unleashing one powerful ice-style ninjutsu after another.

Just as Minato was preparing to repeat his old trick and completely sever the opponent's head.

The Third Mizukage's movements stopped without warning.

His empty gaze turned to the depths of the dense forest, as if confirming something.

A moment later, he raised his hand and gave the order in a tone devoid of any emotion.

"All troops, retreat!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it clearly traveled throughout the entire battlefield.

The Mist Ninja fleet on the sea, as if granted a pardon, turned their ships around and retreated in panic.

The Mist Ninjas, who were still fighting fiercely on the beach, quickly disengaged from the battle like the tide and retreated towards the sea.

Minato stopped in his tracks, his brow furrowed as he watched the figure of the water figure slowly and steadily walk away on the icy path.

Won?

No, that's not right.

This is more like a... clean and swift withdrawal after the objective is achieved.

What exactly is their goal?

The battle came quickly and went quickly.

It took no more than three hours in total.

As the last Mist Ninja ship disappeared from sight on the horizon, and as the mournful shouts of battle finally subsided.

The surviving Konoha ninjas seemed to have all their strength drained away, collapsing one by one on the blood-soaked beach.

The cheers of victory did not erupt.

The air was filled only with suppressed gasps and the low sobs of those who had lost their companions.

This battle was the most devastating since the establishment of Konoha's defense line.

When Qianxuan returned to the camp with Might and his son and their teammates, they were greeted by a scene of purgatory.

He spotted the figure huddled in the corner, hugging his knees, his shoulders twitching.

It's Lin.

Beside her, Kakashi stood motionless, like a stone statue, clutching the blood-stained dagger.

Qianxuan walked over, but hadn't said anything yet.

Lin suddenly raised her head, her eyes, which always held a gentle smile, were now red and swollen.

"Senior Qianxuan..."

Her voice was thick with sobs.

"Obito... Obito was captured by the Hidden Mist Ninja..."

Qianxuan's heart sank.

It's time to come, it's coming.

He was silent for a moment, then reached out and ruffled Lin's hair.

"Don't cry."

His voice was calm, even somewhat nonchalant.

"That kid won't die."

Lin was stunned. She raised her tearful eyes and looked at him in confusion.

He has his own path to walk.

Qianxuan gazed at the distant, turbulent sea, his eyes somewhat unfocused.

"Or rather, it was an opportunity that belonged to him."

"opportunity?"

"Um."

Qianxuan withdrew his gaze, looked at Lin, and gave her a reassuring smile.

"Believe me, when we see him again, he will be stronger than we imagined."

Qianxuan's words carried an undeniable magic.

Lin looked at him, at the familiar, somewhat resolute smile on his face, and miraculously, the immense panic and despair in her heart was somewhat soothed.

Yes, Senior Qianxuan would never lie.

He said Obito was fine, so Obito must be fine.

Lin wiped away her tears, jumped up from the ground, and bowed deeply to Qian Xuan.

"Thank you, Senior Qianxuan! I'm going to help!"

After saying that, she turned around and rushed towards the medical tent with the most wounded.

Watching Lin's revitalized figure, Qianxuan's smile slowly faded.

He turned his head and looked into the depths of the dense forest. For the first time, an emotion called "fear" appeared in his half-closed eyes.

opportunity?

What a load of bull! Opportunity?

That was a one-way ticket to hell that Madara Uchiha had carefully prepared for him.

In Qianxuan's mind, the image of the man wearing a vortex mask who launched the Fourth Shinobi World War appeared uncontrollably.

If Obito had actually believed that old bastard's "Eye of the Moon Plan," and waited until he received Hashirama's cells...

Obito possesses the complete Mangekyou Sharingan and is also proficient in Wood Release.

Qianxuan felt his scalp tingle whenever he thought of that scene.

With my limited strength, I'm no different from an ant in front of a monster of that caliber.

Space-time ninjutsu is a bug in itself.

Obito's "Kamui" is even more of a bug among bugs.

They couldn't win, and they couldn't even run away.

No.

We must find a way.

Qianxuan took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the irritation in his heart.

He turned around and walked towards the medical tent.

The most urgent task is to enhance our strength.

Every reply is a form of spiritual refinement.

Each refinement means taking a step closer to that goal.

When Qian Xuan dragged his exhausted body to his feet from beside the last wounded soldier, it was already completely dark.

He leaned against a tent post, and on a whim, opened the system panel that only he could see.

Name: Sakuya Chigen

[EP：215,300]

Looking at that long string of numbers, Qianxuan's heart, which had been hanging in suspense due to fear, finally settled back into his stomach.

Money is a man's courage.

He quickly opened the system shop, his eyes scanning over the dazzling array of ultimate skills, each costing millions of EP. Finally, his gaze settled on a skill he had long coveted but had hesitated to acquire.

【Dimensional Step (Incomplete)】

[Type: Space-Time Ninjutsu]

[Effect: Consumes a large amount of chakra to perform a short-distance spatial jump (maximum distance 3000 meters).]

Cooldown time: 30 minutes.

Price: 150,000 EP

That's it!

Although it's expensive, the distance is short, and the CD is ridiculously long, it's practically a stripped-down version of a stripped-down version.

But this is currently the only means he can afford to fight against "Kamui".

Without the slightest hesitation, Qianxuan chose to exchange.

[Ding! Exchange successful! 150,000 EP points consumed, 65,300 EP points remaining.]

A massive, profound flow of information about the laws of space surged into his mind.

Qian Xuan groaned, feeling as if an entire Encyclopedia Britannica had been forcibly stuffed into his head.

After a long while, he slowly opened his eyes.

He could feel a faint connection between himself and the space of this world.

Although faint, it does exist.

Qianxuan looked at his palm, then at the dark forest in the distance, his eyes gradually hardening.

Madara Uchiha...

I'll grab you by the neck and ask you if you're still going to dance.

Obito...

wait for me.