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

Outside Konoha Village, a blur of motion darted through the forest, so fast it seemed to tear the air apart.

Qianxuan felt an unprecedented sense of exhilaration.

The chakra within his body was like a surging river, no longer the small stream that could dry up at any moment.

He was addicted to this feeling of "doing whatever he wanted".

In the past, when traveling long distances, one had to be very careful with one's resources, taking into account the consumption of chakra at every step, and would need to rest for half a day after traveling only a few dozen miles.

Now?

I eat the Instantaneous Movement Technique like it's food!

He even went so far as to attach chakra to the soles of his feet and run wildly through the treetops, leaving behind a trail of rustling leaves.

"Ha, is this the happiness of the rich?"

Qianxuan ran while grinning foolishly.

Having been poor for so long, the sudden wealth brings a sense of vengeful pleasure to spending money (chakra).

Tsunade's punch was definitely worth it.

Not only did he deeply cherish his longing and reluctance to part with her, but he also helped him find the right direction to leave the village, saving him a lot of effort.

He touched his still slightly aching lower back, and the smile on his face widened.

Women only slow me down.

But Tsunade can increase my initial velocity.

……

The closer you get to the eastern coastline of the Land of Fire, the stronger the salty and bloody smell in the air becomes.

When Qianxuan finally arrived at the front-line camp, the scene before him made the smile on his face vanish instantly.

This place can hardly be considered a camp.

It was just a dilapidated, hastily reinforced position.

Everywhere there were scorch marks and craters left by the battle, and broken weapons and bloodstained bandages were everywhere.

Wounded soldiers were continuously carried down from the front lines, and the medical tents were packed with people. The cries of pain and the urgent shouts of the medical ninjas mingled together, making one's heart clench.

Qianxuan's gaze was quickly drawn to the fan-shaped emblems on the wounded soldiers.

Uchiha family.

Many Uchiha.

Some of them had broken arms, some had their abdomens pierced, but most of them had blood and tears streaming from their eyes, which were haphazardly covered with strips of cloth, clearly due to overuse of their Sharingan.

Qianxuan's eyes lit up instantly.

That was neither sympathy nor pity.

It was the look in the eyes of a wolf that had been starving for three days and three nights, seeing a whole pen of sheep.

coming!

The opportunity is coming!

These are hardly wounded.

These are clearly mobile treasure troves!

Fire Release, Genjutsu, Sharingan...

If this move goes well, not only will he be able to max out the Uchiha clan's favorability, but his skill library and talent slots might also be able to ascend to new heights on the spot!

Win-win, no, win-win-win!

Qianxuan's breathing quickened.

His eyes began to scan the crowd rapidly.

Uchiha Shisui!

This genius, known as "Shisui in a Flash," should be on this battlefield.

His Kotoamatsukami is an illusion technique with a bug-level effect.

and also……

Qianxuan's gaze swept over the young faces, trying to find a cool guy with a small braid and two nasolabial folds on his face.

Uchiha Itachi.

If you calculate the time, Itachi should only be four years old now.

A scene instantly flashed through Qianxuan's mind: he found that little guy, and then lovingly stroked his head, saying:

"Itachi, you have a lot of talent. Come and learn to cook with me."

Haha, just thinking about it is exciting.

Unfortunately, he searched for a long time but couldn't find that familiar figure.

"Tsk, I forgot, how could a four-year-old brat possibly go to the battlefield?"

Qianxuan pouted with some regret. It seemed that his plan to flirt with the future big shot would have to be put on hold for the time being.

However, finding a place to stop the flow of water would be a huge win.

……

"Qian Xuan?!"

A familiar voice interrupted Qianxuan's grand plan to make a fortune.

Minato Namikaze walked out of the command center with a look of surprise on his face. When he saw Sengen, a genuine smile finally appeared on his tired face.

"Why are you here?"

"Brother Shuimen".

Qian Xuan dropped his greedy expression and put on a righteous and chivalrous one.

"I heard the situation at the front was dire, so I rushed over right away! How could I stand idly by while my comrades are in trouble!"

These words were spoken with resounding force and righteous indignation.

Minato was deeply moved and patted him heavily on the shoulder.

"It's good that you're here, it's good that you're here!"

Just then, a middle-aged man wearing an Uchiha uniform with a serious expression walked out of the command center.

Uchiha Fugaku.

He looked at Qian Xuan, his dark eyes filled with scrutiny and doubt.

He had heard of the name Shuo Ye Qianxuan all the time, even on the front lines.

The hero of Konoha, Tsunade's little man, and... that widely known "perverted foot fetishist" in the village.

The various labels mixed together made it difficult for him to understand the young man in front of him for a while.

"Fugaku,"

Minato enthusiastically introduced,

"This is the man I've often mentioned to you, Shuo Ye Qianxuan. A young genius."

"Chigen, this is Fugaku Uchiha, the head of the Uchiha clan, and also the deputy commander of this operation."

Sengen gave Fugaku what he thought was a very kind smile.

"Chief Fugaku, I have long admired your name."

Fugaku simply nodded slightly in response.

Qianxuan didn't care.

It's normal for the head of a clan to be aloof.

His gaze had already passed over the two men and landed on the medical tent not far away, which resembled a living hell.

Inside the tent, the medical ninjas were exhausted from their work, but the number of wounded continued to rise.

A young medical ninja collapsed to the ground, exhausted of his chakra.

The scene was chaotic.

A gloomy look appeared on the faces of Minato and Fugaku.

"The pressure on the medical team is too great."

The sound of water gate was tinged with weakness.

"The Mist Ninja's attacks are too frenzied, our casualties..."

He hadn't finished speaking.

Qian Xuan moved.

He took a deep breath, slapped his thigh, and then, amidst the astonished gazes of Minato and Fugaku, strode towards the medical tent.

He stood at the tent entrance, looking at the chaos inside, and roared loudly.

"Stop!"

The sound wasn't loud, but it was like a thunderclap, instantly silencing the entire tent.

Everyone stopped what they were doing and stared blankly at the man standing at the door, his face bruised and swollen, yet exuding an imposing aura.

Qianxuan was very satisfied with the result.

He cleared his throat, put his hands on his hips, and struck what he thought was an incredibly cool pose.

He slowly raised his head, looking up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, his face radiating a sacred glow of compassion for humanity.

"You mortals, cease this futile struggle!"

"because……"

He suddenly tossed his head, pointed at himself, and a bright smile spread across his face.

"The strongest medical ninja in the ninja world, reporting for duty!"