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

In Orochimaru's underground base, the heavy metal door slowly closed, sealing the golden sea—enough to drive any king in the world mad—back into darkness.

Kakuzu remained in a 90-degree bowing posture, like a stone statue weathered by shock.

His mind, filled with money, was currently experiencing a cosmic explosion comparable to the creation of the world by Pangu.

Faith has crumbled.

Then, atop the ruins, a brand new, golden deity rose from the ground.

"Alright, stop worshipping. I'm not the God of Wealth; I'm not responsible for giving out money."

Qianxuan patted his back, a gesture like soothing an overly frightened old cat.

"I'm only responsible for... well, the redistribution of wealth."

Kakuzu slowly straightened up, and in his cloudy eyes burned an unprecedented, almost fanatical flame.

"My lord, I understand."

His voice was hoarse, yet it carried a solemnity that came from having found his life's work.

"To protect this sacred land will be my supreme mission in this lifetime!"

Qianxuan's lips twitched as he looked at the man who seemed to wish he could die for his cause on the spot.

This guy seems to have been provoked and is acting a bit abnormally.

"We'll talk about protecting things later."

Sengen pulled out a financial report of Konoha for the past ten years, which he had just received from Tsunade, and tossed it to Kakuzu.

"Your top priority right now is to find out the truth about this."

Kakuzu took the thick stack of scrolls, glanced at them briefly, and his brows furrowed into a knot.

His eyes, sharper than a hawk's, almost instantly detected the stench of corruption and greed in those seemingly flawless accounts.

"My lord, this account..."

"There's a problem, isn't there?"

Qianxuan laughed.

That's why I need you to investigate.

He paused, his tone becoming more casual:

"I have some other things to take care of first. Take your time investigating, don't rush, and don't worry about offending anyone. Write down whatever you find, and I'll deal with it all at once later."

After saying that, Qianxuan turned around and walked out of the base.

Kakuzu watched Sengen's departing figure, then looked down at the account book in his hand. For the first time, a look of "divine" appeared on his face, which had been stiff for nearly a hundred years.

This is the first trial that the God of Wealth has given me as I step onto the altar!

Anyone who dares to blaspheme against the sacred funds will be subject to the most severe judgment, which will come from the money!

……

Konoha Village Archives.

This place contains all the confidential documents since the village was founded. It's dark, damp, and filled with the smell of rotting paper.

Like a general about to go to battle, Kakuzu solemnly pushed open the door to the archives.

Fugaku Uchiha and Shisui Uchiha were already waiting there.

"Lord Kakuzu."

Fugaku stepped forward, his attitude polite but with a hint of scrutiny.

He still can't understand why Lord Qianxuan would entrust such an important position to a rogue ninja of unknown origin.

But this did not prevent him from carrying out Lord Qianxuan's orders.

In his view, this might be another crucial link in Lord Qianxuan's unfathomable scheme.

"My esteemed advisor."

Kakuzu simply nodded slightly in return.

He's now completely absorbed in that sea of ​​gold and the mess of debts he's dealing with, and has absolutely no interest in these so-called political connections and favors.

He walked to a row of huge bookshelves, randomly pulled out a scroll, and unfolded it.

I only watched it for less than three seconds.

"Oh."

A cold laugh of unclear meaning escaped from his throat.

Fugaku and Shisui exchanged a glance, both seeing the confusion in each other's eyes.

Without offering any explanation, he pulled out another roll.

Five seconds later.

"hehe."

Then came the third, the fourth...

In the archives, only the rustling of papers turning and Kakuzu's increasingly frequent and cold laughter could be heard.

Zhi Shui felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand up.

He sensed from this seemingly dying old man an aura even more terrifying and chilling than that of an S-class mission target.

It was a pure killing intent mixed with anger, contempt, and extreme excitement.

Finally, after flipping through what seemed like the umpteenth scroll, Kakuzu stopped.

He raised his head, and in his turbid eyes, a terrifying green light flickered, like two raging will-o'-the-wisps.

"A bunch of parasites! A bunch of idiots who can't even balance their books!"

"They overstated ninja tool purchases by 30%, deducted 20% from mission rewards, and even dared to embezzle the compensation money for fallen ninjas!"

"They...this is blasphemy!"

Kakuzu's voice wasn't loud, but it was like a cold wind blowing from the deepest hell, causing the temperature in the entire archives room to drop several degrees.

Fugaku felt a chill run down his spine.

He finally understood Lord Qianxuan's intention!

This is to use this rogue ninja to purge the corrupt forces in the village!

Behind these corrupt forces stand those two advisors and elders who have been suppressing the Uchiha clan.

high!

That's brilliant!

Lord Qianxuan, your "using someone else to do your dirty work" technique is simply a stroke of genius!

Seeing Kakuzu's murderous intent, Fugaku's admiration for Sengen reached a new peak.

……

The residence of the Third Hokage, Hiruzen Sarutobi.

In the courtyard, a gentle breeze blows and the aroma of tea wafts through the air.

Sengen and Hiruzen Sarutobi sat facing each other, with a set of shogi on the stone table.

"Lord Sandai, how have you been?"

Qianxuan placed a piece, his movements unhurried and deliberate.

"Thanks to you, I'm still alive."

Hiruzen Sarutobi took a drag of his cigarette, looking at the young man in front of him with a complicated expression.

He felt he could understand him less and less.

"I've come today to repay a debt of gratitude."

Qianxuan said.

Hiruzen Sarutobi paused for a moment.

"If it weren't for your care over the years, I might have died in some unknown corner long ago. I will always remember this kindness."

Qianxuan looked at him,

"Therefore, I intend to take Konoha to an unprecedented height. A height that... can truly make the First and Second Hokage proud."

Hiruzen Sarutobi remained silent.

He understood another layer of meaning in Qian Xuan's words.

"Some things, once they're over, should just be left in the past."

Qianxuan's gaze fell on the chessboard.

"The village needs to look forward. I hope... you won't interfere too much."

Hiruzen Sarutobi tightened his grip on his pipe.

This is a warning.

A warning delivered in the most polite way, yet with the utmost restraint.

"There's one more thing."

Qianxuan seemed to remember something, and suddenly smiled.

"I've heard that you, sir, possess a very powerful sealing technique called the Corpse Demon Sealing Technique, which can summon the Grim Reaper?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi's pupils suddenly contracted.

"It doesn't mean anything, I'm just curious."

Qianxuan's tone remained relaxed.

"I have some knowledge of things like souls. Back in the Land of Demons, there was a demon called Wraith, whose soul I shattered with a single strike."

"So I was thinking, what if one day, I accidentally got targeted by Death..."

Qianxuan raised his head, looked at Hiruzen Sarutobi's face which was filled with shock, and gave him a kind smile.

"Tell me, when I make my cut, is its head harder, or is my knife sharper?"

"..."

Hiruzen Sarutobi felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

He opened his mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

Sever the soul of the demon?

He knew about this task.

But... to directly confront Death?

What kind of monster is this man?!

Just then, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the courtyard.

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu stormed in, their faces full of anger.

"Hiruzen!"

"You must give us an explanation!"

The two were taken aback when they saw Qian Xuan there, but their anger was quickly replaced by rage.

"Sakuya Sengen! On what grounds have you dismissed us from our posts?!"

"And that Kakuzu! A rogue ninja, what right does he have to investigate our accounts?!"

The two were so aggressive that they completely failed to notice Hiruzen Sarutobi's extremely ugly expression.

Qianxuan didn't even bother to turn around.

He simply picked up the teacup and gently blew on the steam rising from it.

Then, an indescribable, terrifying pressure, seemingly capable of utterly crushing a person's spirit and will, erupted from his body!

Om-!

The air instantly became as viscous as mercury.

The light is distorted.

The sound disappeared.

The anger on Mitokado Homura's and Utatane Koharu's faces froze instantly, replaced by endless horror and fear.

They felt as if they had been thrown into the deep sea thousands of meters below, surrounded by terrifying pressure that could crush their souls into powder.

"Thump!"

Their legs buckled, and they collapsed to their knees uncontrollably.

Even Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was directly in the line of fire, felt as if a mountain was pressing down on his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.

He stared in horror at Qian Xuan's calm profile, his heart churning with turmoil.

This oppressive force...

This method of perfectly integrating chakra with mental will...

It was clearly a secret technique developed by Tobirama-sensei, specifically designed to intimidate enemies!

But compared to the imposing aura that Tobirama-sensei possessed back then, it was nothing compared to the power of this kid in front of him!

This kid not only learned it, but also... took it to a monstrous level!

Hiruzen Sarutobi looked at the two old men kneeling on the ground, trembling like leaves, and then at the young man with a kind smile on his face, who looked like a demon god descended to earth.

He silently picked up the pipe from the ground and put it back in his mouth.