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

The tea has gone cold.

The battlefield was deathly silent.

The 100,000-strong ninja alliance, a vast, dark mass, resembled a flock of quails wilted by a downpour, heads bowed, no one daring to utter a sound.

Feng Yingluo Sha was still kneeling on the ground, his body stiff, and his face, etched with wrinkles by the wind and sand, was now numb.

Lei Yingai was being held up by two subordinates, his chest heaving violently, each breath causing excruciating pain in his broken ribs. But what hurt him even more was his heart.

Ōnoki floated in mid-air, his hunched back appearing as if he had aged decades in that instant.

He looked at the man sitting in the chair, leisurely as if he were drinking tea in his own backyard, and for the first time, a feeling called "powerlessness" appeared in his cloudy old eyes.

This is not a war on one dimension.

They risked everything, gathering all the power in the entire ninja world except for Konoha, but in the end, they didn't even have the power to make the other side change their position.

"So, ladies and gentlemen, have you made up your minds?"

Qianxuan finished the remaining cold tea in his cup in one gulp, then casually placed the cup on the table, making a crisp, light sound.

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a heavy hammer, striking the hearts of the three shadows.

Onoki took a deep breath, which was cold and astringent, making his lungs ache.

"The railway...we can repair it."

He spoke in a hoarse voice, each word uttered with extraordinary difficulty.

"Iwagakure can provide manpower and resources. But..."

He raised his head, his cloudy old eyes fixed on Qian Xuan.

"The 'loan' you're referring to has an annual interest rate of five percent, which is too high. Moreover, using mineral resources as collateral is unfair. We demand that the interest rate be reduced to one percent and that the collateral clause be removed."

This was his last struggle as the Third Tsuchikage.

He couldn't just hand over the future of the entire Iwagakure village to someone else.

"That's right!"

Lei Ying Ai also roared, his voice sounding somewhat comical due to the whistling sound.

"And technical support! We can't just give you the stuff that Konoha has outdated! We want the latest stuff! The same stuff that your Konoha ninjas use!"

They tried to bargain.

They wanted to salvage even the smallest bit of their meager stake in this gamble they had already lost miserably.

However, Qianxuan just listened quietly, his face expressionless.

He showed no anger or impatience, but rather looked at the two old men still making their last stand with an expression as if they were idiots.

Seeing this, Fugaku Uchiha's eyes once again gleamed with wisdom.

Wonderful!

Lord Qianxuan, what a brilliant psychological warfare technique this is!

He first used absolute force to completely crush the enemy's body and dignity.

Then, deliberately bring up a seemingly negotiable issue to give them a false sense of hope.

Just when they thought they could still fight for the village's interests and mustered up their last bit of courage to bargain, Lord Qianxuan swiftly extinguished that last glimmer of hope!

This is what it means to destroy someone's spirit!

A complete and thorough conquest, both physical and mental!

In this way, these remnants of the old era will no longer have the slightest thought of resistance, and can only obediently become the most compliant pawns in the hands of the adults!

Fugaku felt his soul was being elevated.

To witness such incredible political maneuvering firsthand is a life well-lived!

"Are you done talking?"

Qianxuan finally spoke, picking at his ear, his tone as calm as if he were asking, "Have you eaten?"

Both Onoki and the Raikage were taken aback.

"Now that you've finished speaking, it's my turn to speak."

Qianxuan stood up and slowly walked to the two of them.

He was much taller than Onoki, and only half a step shorter than Raikage Aina's imposing figure.

He looked down at the two fools and suddenly laughed.

"I've noticed that you guys don't seem to have figured out the situation yet."

"Do you think this is a vegetable market? You're trying to haggle with me?"

Qianxuan's voice remained calm, but the undisguised arrogance in his words, seemingly innate, instantly turned the faces of Onoki and Raikage ashen.

"I've been standing here all day, wasting so much time talking to you, and even dangling a carrot in front of you. Do you really think it's because I'm kind-hearted?"

Qian Xuan shook his head, the smile on his face gradually fading, replaced by a pure indifference that made the two of them feel as if they had fallen into an ice cave.

"I won't kill you anymore."

"You still want to bargain with me?"

boom!

That sentence, without any chakra fluctuation, struck everyone's head like a black lightning bolt!

Onoki froze, his mind, which had been scheming all his life, coming to a complete standstill at that moment.

Lei Ying Ai's bloodshot eyes instantly lost all their luster.

Yes.

Why is he still alive?

Why am I still standing here?

It wasn't because I was so strong, nor because the other party showed mercy.

Simply because the other person felt that killing him would dirty his hands.

From the very beginning, his own life, along with the lives of this army of 100,000, was not in his own hands.

Instead, it was something the other party casually tossed on the ground, not even bothering to glance at—a handout.

And yet he dared to try to bargain with the gods with this charity?

How ridiculous.

How... pitiful.

"Obito".

Qianxuan didn't even bother to look at them again, turned around and walked back to the table, giving a curt instruction.

"I'm here, Brother Qianxuan!"

Obito pulled out several thick scrolls that he had prepared beforehand from the spatial vortex.

"This is the 'Treaty of Peace, Development and Mutual Assistance in the Pan-Ninja World,' in five copies. Sign it."

Qianxuan sat down again, picked up the now-cold tea, and said in a casual tone as if he were saying, "Sign that document."

Obito, holding the scroll, walked up to the three Kage.

The scroll was unrolled, revealing densely packed clauses written in the common script of the Land of Fire.

Article 1: Acknowledge Konoha's absolute leadership in the ninja world and unconditionally abide by the "New Order of the Ninja World" established by Konoha.

Article 2: Permanently reduce the military force by 70%, and transfer the final interpretation right of all S-class and A-class missions to Konoha.

Article 3: The borders shall be fully opened, allowing Konoha's "infrastructure construction teams" and "business delegations" to enter and exit freely, and an obligation shall be made to ensure their absolute safety.

……

Last clause: The final interpretation of this agreement rests with Shuo Ye Qianxuan.

Lei Yingai trembled with rage as he looked at the clauses that were tantamount to national subjugation and genocide. The blood that had just stopped flowing from his mouth gushed out again.

"I...won't...sign!"

He used all his strength to roar out those three words.

"Oh? Is that so?"

Qian Xuan didn't even turn his head.

The next second, Lei Ying Ai's body began to float up uncontrollably.

An invisible, irresistible force gripped his throat, preventing him from uttering a single syllable.

"Sign, or I'll find someone else who's willing to sign to be the Raikage."

Qianxuan's voice was devoid of any emotion.

"Do you think there are many people in your Hidden Cloud Village who want to take your position?"

Ray Shadow Ai's pupils suddenly contracted.

He looked at Qian Xuan's calm profile, and a chill from the depths of his soul froze his last bit of pride into dust.

devil!

This man is a true devil!

He not only wants to take everything from you, but also wants you to put your own fingerprint on the contract of servitude.

In the end, Raikage Ai's violent eyes dimmed completely.

He nodded slowly and with difficulty.

Qianxuan snapped his fingers.

Ray Shadow Ai crashed heavily to the ground.

He didn't say another word, but struggled to crawl to the scroll, bit his finger, and pressed his blood-stained thumb heavily onto it.

Onoki closed his eyes.

A line of cloudy tears silently slid down his wrinkled face.

He knew that from this moment on, the era of the five great nations standing side by side, which was personally created by the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, would begin.

It's completely over.

And they are the last, and most ridiculous, funeral processions of this old era.