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

In the courtyard of Sakuya Sengen's residence, Tsunade leaned against a large tree, her vision blurring from a hangover headache.

She looked down at the men's shirt she was wearing, which didn't belong to her and had a faint smell of soap. A jumble of chaotic yet intense memories flashed through her mind.

Out of control, in madness, and that glaring splash of blood...

She subconsciously touched her lower abdomen, where a strange burning sensation seemed to linger.

"Break..."

Tsunade closed her eyes, and that gentle, jade-like figure appeared in her mind, causing a sharp pain in her chest.

She felt she had betrayed her memories, and was utterly filthy.

But deep inside, it honestly remembers a completely different feeling.

It wasn't the gentle care I remembered, but rather a savage, overwhelming sense of being completely possessed.

It's unfamiliar, but... not bad.

The thought had barely crossed her mind when she ruthlessly extinguished it.

Tsunade shook her head vigorously, her long golden hair sweeping across her cheeks.

Who is she?

She is Tsunade, one of the legendary Sannin!

Even if such an absurd thing happened, it's not her place to wallow in self-pity.

But the thought of that kid just leaving her alone on the bed and running away made her furious.

Eat and run?

Without even saying hello?

Tsunade gritted her teeth, her fists clenching so tightly they cracked.

Kid, you better not let me catch you again.

……

On the training field, as Kakashi was carried off by the medical ninja for treatment, everyone's attention was focused on the last person remaining on the field.

Shuoye Qianxuan.

Hiruzen Sarutobi cleared his throat, and his voice once again resounded throughout the arena.

"Next, we will conduct Sakuya Chigen's special Chunin promotion test."

He glanced at the scorer on the sidelines.

"Examiner, Aburame clan, Aburame Ryoma."

A man wearing sunglasses and a high-necked trench coat that completely covered the lower half of his face walked silently to the opposite side of Qian Xuan.

He exuded a cold, silent aura, like a silent tombstone.

Qianxuan's eyelids twitched even more violently.

Oil-loving women?

Playing with insects?

This is one of the most troublesome opponents.

He keenly caught a fleeting glimpse of something in the other person's almost nonexistent expression.

It wasn't fighting spirit, but... killing intent.

Although it was very faint, Qianxuan was certain that he hadn't misjudged it.

It seems that today's assessment won't end so easily.

In the audience, Sarutobi Shin—the boy who had provoked him at the barbecue restaurant earlier—let out a sneer.

"The examiner is Ryūma, that kid's doomed. I heard that Ryūma's insects can absorb chakra."

His henchmen immediately echoed:

"Compared to Lord Kakashi, this guy is a joke."

On the other side, Kakashi, who had just received initial treatment, returned to the sidelines.

His shoulders were wrapped in thick bandages, and his face was somewhat pale, but his eyes were firmly fixed on Qian Xuan in the arena.

Minato Namikaze stood next to him and handed him a bottle of water.

"Teacher, what do you think he will do?"

Kakashi asked.

"I have no idea."

Minato shook his head, a thoughtful glint in his golden eyes.

"But since the Hokage made this arrangement, there must be a reason. Sengen-kun... might bring us some surprises."

In another corner of the crowd, the little pig Tun Tun in Jing Yin's arms suddenly cried out excitedly, its little hooves clinging tightly to Jing Yin's clothes, and it kept nudging towards Qian Xuan.

"Puyo! Puyo!"

Silent's face flushed bright red instantly.

Tuntun was telling her that this man named Sakuya Chigen... had the scent of Lady Tsunade so strong it was almost overflowing!

On the stage, the examiner gestured for both parties to bow.

Aburame Ryoma nodded slightly, without saying a word.

Qianxuan yawned and weakly raised one hand.

"Reporting to the examiner, I..."

"The assessment begins!"

The examiner's voice was crisp and clear, giving Qianxuan no chance to finish speaking.

Qian Xuan was about to say "I abstain," but a sudden sense of crisis stopped him from speaking.

Almost instinctively, he stopped speaking and leaped backward.

Chi Chi Chi!

Where he had just stood, dozens of black beetles burst from the ground. If he had been even a fraction of a second slower, his ankles would have been devoured by these creatures.

Sneak attack!

The entire audience erupted in uproar.

Before the assessment even officially began, the examiner launched a deadly sneak attack!

Chihiro's gaze swept over Hiruzen Sarutobi on the podium, then looked at Minato Namikaze and the other Jonin on the sidelines.

No one spoke up to stop it.

They acted as if they didn't see it.

Qianxuan's heart sank to the bottom in an instant.

It's not that they didn't see it, but that someone prevented them from interfering.

Danzo, you old dog!

That gloomy old face flashed through his mind.

"The response is good."

Ryoma Aburame's voice was like two stones rubbing together, devoid of any emotion.

"But you can't escape it."

As soon as he finished speaking, even more parasitic insects swarmed out from his sleeves and collar, like a black tide, quickly spreading towards Qianxuan along the ground.

Qianxuan no longer hesitated.

"Shura Mode!"

He whispered four words.

An invisible wave of energy spread out from him, and his previously somewhat lazy demeanor vanished instantly, replaced by a sharpness and coldness like a drawn blade.

The chakra within his body was compressed and burned with unprecedented efficiency, transforming into pure power that surged into his limbs and bones.

His current chakra reserves are sufficient to sustain him in "Shura Mode" for ten minutes.

Swish!

Qianxuan's figure disappeared from the spot.

A barely perceptible hint of surprise flashed beneath Ryoma Aburame's sunglasses.

What a great speed!

His swarm of insects missed its target.

"it's useless."

Aburame Ryoma spoke coldly.

"My insects can sense the subtle tremors in the ground every time you step. No matter where you hide, you will find them."

As he spoke, he slammed his hands onto the ground.

"Secret Technique: Insect Swamp!"

Rumbling--

The ground of the entire training ground began to shake violently, and countless insects crawled out from the depths of the ground, a dark mass that made one's scalp tingle.

These insects quickly gathered, forming a circular, constantly writhing black wall that completely surrounded Qianxuan, who had revealed his form.

"This is……"

"What terrifying ninjutsu!"

The audience was so horrified by the sight that they backed away.

Aburame Ryoma stood outside the insect wall, coldly watching Sengen trapped inside through the gaps between the insects.

"Lord Danzo's order is that you will not leave this training ground alive."

His voice wasn't loud, but it reached Qianxuan's ears clearly.

"To avoid causing unnecessary trouble, I will let my insects 'uncontrollably' devour you completely."

"The mission must be completed."

Inside the insect wall, Qianxuan stood quietly.

As he listened to Ryoma Aburame's emotionless pronouncement, the last glimmer of hope in his heart vanished.

He slowly raised his head, his gaze seemingly piercing through the writhing insect wall and the noisy crowd, and saw in the deepest shadow of Konoha Village that cold face leaning on a cane.

Danzo.

A cold smile curved at the corners of Qianxuan's lips.

Old man, I'll remember you.

I will definitely kill you someday.

He took a deep breath, lowered his body slightly, and assumed a starting position.

The next second, his figure left an afterimage in place, and his whole body transformed into a streak of light that was difficult to detect with the naked eye. He began to move at a crazy high speed along the inner wall of the circular insect wall.

Aburame Ryoma's expression changed, and he immediately caused the insect wall to shrink.

But Qianxuan's speed was too fast, so fast that his insects couldn't lock onto the target at all.

The black insect wall was like a clumsy giant, always a step behind, and could only chase after Qian Xuan in vain, unable to even touch the hem of his clothes.