A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

The two of them unleashed their ultimate moves together!

The radiance of Dust Escape attempted to disintegrate everything.

The steam and grease explosions of the Phantom Moon cover, erode, and detonate in a more brutal way.

The canyon walls collapsed with a deafening roar, tearing open deep, bone-revealing cracks in the ground.

Ultimately, the beam of light from Dust Release pierced through the core of the steam.

At the same time, the explosion of high-pressure steam and grease will completely engulf Wu's body.

Silence descended after the deafening roar.

As the smoke and mist gradually dissipated, only two almost unrecognizable remains remained in the canyon.

The Second Tsuchikage, Mu, and the Second Mizukage, Gengetsu Hozuki, perished together on this land they had personally destroyed.

In the void.

Thousands of times silently looked down upon the completely destroyed canyon at the junction of soil and water.

The chakra of the Second Tsuchikage and the Second Mizukage completely dissipated, and the balance of the war tilted subtly once again.

Wan nodded slightly.

"The plot is proceeding according to the original story."

Immediately, his gaze shifted towards the Land of Fire, and the image of that silver-haired boy involuntarily flashed through his mind.

Thousand-handed Lu Bing.

Over the years, this kid has been excessively active on the battlefield.

He became increasingly proficient in using Wood Release, and his tactical awareness far surpassed that of his peers. He shone brightly in several key battles. Some in Konoha were already casting their gazes on him as the "next Hokage."

Ten thousand times, his gaze was slightly cold.

"It seems we won't be able to wait for Hiruzen Sarutobi to make a move."

He originally planned to use the Hichiki-chan storyline to eliminate the variable of Riku at the right time.

However, Lu Bing is growing too fast right now, and its influence is expanding rapidly.

If this continues, and Tobirama Senju actually passes the Hokage position to him, the subsequent costs of correcting the situation will be terrifyingly high.

Ten thousand times, he quickly weighed the options in his mind.

Ultimately, he identified a key point—

The meeting between the Raikage and the Hokage.

This point in time is extremely special in the original work.

Tobirama Senju will lead his disciples to Kumogakure to sign a peace treaty, but they will be betrayed by Kumogakure.

Someone needs to cover their retreat during the escape.

In the original story, Tobirama wavered between Hiruzen Sarutobi and Danzo Shimura as the future Hokage, and thus took this opportunity to test the two.

Hiruzen Sarutobi stepped forward without hesitation, while Danzo appeared timid due to a slight hesitation.

Tobirama concluded that handing Konoha over to Danzo was not a good idea, and immediately appointed Hiruzen Sarutobi as the Third Hokage, while he himself stayed behind to cover the rear.

But things are different now.

There is land and there is land.

Given this kid's current performance and bloodline, Tobirama is very likely to pass the position to him.

This is an ending I never want to see.

"Let's make our move right now."

He murmured to himself countless times, his figure vanishing into the void.

---

at the same time.

Outside the Hidden Cloud Village, the welcoming procession's banners fluttered in the wind.

The Second Raikage personally came out to greet him, all smiles, appearing completely unfazed.

Standing beside him were two rather conspicuous figures—Golden Horn and Silver Horn. Both wore high-ranking Cloud Village ninja attire, their faces bearing ambiguous smiles, yet their eyes were sharp as knives.

Tobirama Senju walked at the front of the group, his expression calm.

Behind him were several trusted disciples: Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo Shimura, Riku Nami Senju, as well as Torifu Akimichi, Homura Mitokado, and others.

The welcoming ceremony held by Yunyin was very grand.

The drumbeats, the cannon salutes, and the orderly ranks of the ninja army—on the surface, nothing seemed amiss.

"The Hidden Cloud Village is deeply honored that the Hokage has come from afar."

"I hope this meeting will truly bring peace to both countries."

The Second Raikage stepped forward, his voice booming.

Tobirama nodded slightly, his tone calm yet polite: "Raikage, there's no need to be so polite. It's better to sit down and talk than to keep people dying."

The two walked side by side into the village, with their disciples keeping a proper distance behind them.

Lu walked in the middle of the group, his silver-white hair swaying slightly in the wind.

His gaze frequently swept over the Golden Horn and Silver Horn ahead, his eyes filled with undisguised wariness.

Over the years, Kinkaku and Ginkaku have become some of the most troublesome enemies on the Konoha front.

Both were incredibly strong and cunning, inflicting heavy losses on Konoha on numerous occasions.

Now that they're standing so openly beside Raikage, no one can relax.

Hiruzen Sarutobi whispered to Danzo beside him, "Both Kinkaku and Ginkaku are here... Kumogakure is clearly putting on a show of force."

Danzo snorted coldly, his eyes turning sinister: "Peace agreement? Hmph, it better not be a trap."

Lu did not join their whispers, but silently gripped the scroll in his hand.

Wood Release chakra flowed quietly within his body, ready to respond to any unexpected situation.

From a higher and farther place, Wanci's gaze had already locked onto this team.

After the welcoming ceremony

On the eve of negotiations.

The Hidden Cloud Village arranged separate accommodations for the Konoha group. A night breeze blew in through the window, carrying the unique coolness of the mountains.

Lu Bing stood alone by the window, his silvery-white hair looking somewhat cold in the moonlight.

He knew exactly what was going to happen next.

The original plot is as clear in my mind as if it were happening yesterday.

The Cloud Village suddenly turned hostile during the negotiations, Kinkaku and Ginkaku made their move, Tobirama led his disciples to break through the encirclement, and ultimately, in order to cover everyone's retreat, he personally covered the retreat and died under the siege of Kinkaku and Ginkaku.

If he were to tell Tobirama all this, even just hinting that "Kumakubi might be plotting something," the situation could be rewritten.

But he didn't.

Lu Bing's lips tightened slightly, his eyes showing no hesitation, only an almost cold clarity.

"It would be best to die now."

Lu Bing thought to himself calmly.

With Tobirama Senju's death, the position of Hokage will become vacant.

With his current strength, reputation, and the blessing of the Senju bloodline and Wood Release, taking over as Hokage is almost a matter of course.

No more waiting, no more watching other people's expressions, and no more worrying that Tobirama might suddenly change his mind and pass the position to Hiruzen Sarutobi.

That's right, Tobirama did support him over the years.

They taught him skills, provided him with resources, spoke up for him within the tribe, and even openly acknowledged his approval in front of outsiders.

But so what?

Lu Bing knew himself very well—he didn't have much real affection for this "cheap father".

All that exists is exploitation, profit, and all the conveniences that the identity of "Thousand-Handed Lu Bing" can bring.

His nature as a time traveler makes it difficult for him to form genuine bonds with any character from the original work, especially when the life or death of that character directly affects his future path.

"I'm sorry, Father."

Lu Bing silently muttered a sentence to himself, feeling hypocritical even to himself.

Outside the window, the lights of the Hidden Cloud Village were still bright; Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo, and the others were already asleep.

"My time is about to begin..."

Lu Bing turned around and blew out the light in the room.

In the darkness, his eyes shone with an eerie light.

Even though he knew what was going to happen next, he chose to remain silent.

Some opportunities, once missed, are gone forever.