Naruto: Starting with the Ten Kage Techniques, Sukuna Jinchuriki

Chapter 125 Rope Tree: It was Second Grandfather who desecrated Grandpa, Erii's behavior

This was the first time Fu Heiyao had ever felt this confused and disoriented.

He then naturally immersed himself in the spiritual world.

The place has changed dramatically in just two years.

The world inside the gate was covered in crimson, and the mountains of corpses were submerged in a surging sea of ​​blood.

The sheer volume of negative emotions was so great that Sukuna couldn't possibly process them all.

Fu Heiya speculated that Sukuna now probably possessed the immense power of the complete Nine-Tails.

"Hey kid, long time no see." Su Nu grinned, revealing his sharp white teeth.

He was naturally pleased with the negative emotions that had accumulated over the years around the sealed gate.

As the accumulated magical power grows, the physical body that can be created in the future will become stronger.

"Why haven't you been using your Sharingan lately? Do you not like it?"

Su Nuo didn't waste any words; his first words were sarcastic.

The Sharingan of Fukuko can operate 24 hours a day, mainly thanks to Kurogane, but Sukuna also contributed.

He misled Fukuyo into believing the effects of the Black Flash, and then distracted himself by continuously injecting cursed power into the Sharingan every day to help maintain it.

Unfortunately, two years ago, Fu Heiya realized something was wrong and forcibly shut down his Sharingan; otherwise, his body would have collapsed even faster.

Even the inversion technique couldn't save him.

"Su Nuo, what are you so smug about?" Fu Heiyao sneered.

"I simply did what I was supposed to do in the future ahead of time."

Fukuyo's original plan didn't include the Sharingan at all; it's just that the Sharingan became too useful later on.

Now it's just a matter of getting back on track, developing the original and most fundamental Ten Shadows Technique.

The best proof is the extreme version.

Moreover, the ultimate form of the Ten Shadow Technique is not an ordinary ultimate form; it has even greater potential for development.

It is in no way inferior to the Sharingan.

"Then keep working hard, work on developing the Ten Shadows Technique, and let me use this body better." Su Nuo rested his chin on his hand, his intense malice almost overflowing.

"I don't think I'll lose," Fu Heiyao said with a calm smile.

"Stop talking big, kid. You're just a mortal who's taken me in by sheer luck."

Only because of the seal's favoritism are you qualified to stand before me.

"When you lose the seal and protection, and face the true curse, I'll see what you do then."

Su Nuo seemed to have heard a funny joke.

"My friends are all watching, so I won't lose," Fu Heiyao said jokingly, his tone becoming relaxed.

"Same as always, just as arrogant as Gojo Satoru."

Su Nuo rested his chin on his hand, his smile growing even colder.

"You arrogant brat, I look forward to seeing the same expression on your face as him."

"Don't get it wrong, Sukuna, you're the challenger."

After Fu Heiyao finished speaking, darkness once again enveloped the entire spiritual world.

It was as if he was declaring his subservient status to Sukuna.

"It's infuriating no matter how many times, Fukuyo." Su Nu sat on the skeletal throne, his expression darkening.

"One day, I will shatter this cage and devour you alive!"

Instincts revived, and Kushina's blood began to spread, but the results of the experiment surprised everyone.

Under the immense spiritual power of Fu Heiyao, even the simplest inscription of the healing blood that rewrites genes is impossible.

In the end, it can only have a pitiful healing effect.

This undoubtedly signals the failure of the bloodline purification treatment plan.

Everyone present was deeply affected by the news, and the atmosphere became somber.

Fu Heiyao's spirit has returned, or rather, it was never suppressed.

Although the sealing technique was powerful, it was like an anthill in front of a flood when faced with Fu Heiyao's extraordinary Yin Release techniques.

"As expected." Fu Heiyao didn't look at the report, sensing that his body hadn't changed at all, and revealed a helpless smile.

The gene rewriting of the Uzumaki healing constitution is effective even for Sasuke, the reincarnation of Indra, unless it is a constitution like Hashirama's.

But Fu Heiyao is the other extreme; his body has begun to energize due to the long-term combination of mental oppression and curse power.

"Do you think a direct blood transfusion would be effective?" Kushina's first question shocked Fushiko Yo when she saw him sit up.

What kind of behavior is Erii?

"Bloodline purification is not useless, it's just too late for me."

Fu Heiyao comforted her.

Of course, this is just a consolation.

Unless the timeline is pushed back to the moment he activated his Sharingan, this thing will remain useless.

Kushina lowered her head and remained silent.

"Don't worry, children."

Orochimaru raised his head, his eyes flashing with madness. "Perhaps it's because Kushina's blood is too mild. I know something with a similar effect, but more extreme."

Upon hearing this, the previously oppressive atmosphere froze, and everyone looked at Orochimaru.

"However, it will take time to optimize that thing to be compatible. I don't know if you can hold out until then."

"Did you expect this day to come?"

Fu Heiyao nodded calmly.

A year ago, Fukuyo had discussed with Orochimaru the possibility of incorporating Hashirama cells into the bloodline purification technique.

However, the bloodline purification technique and the compatibility of the Hashirama cells were really too poor.

If the pre-transplant cells were already so rampant that they could devour the transplant recipient's life force without being suppressed, wouldn't they be practically invincible after purification?!

However, Orochimaru, unable to resist Fukuko's insistence, spent half a year applying for a small amount of Hashirama cells.

The experimental results were far from ideal, with the intercolumnar cells exhibiting a severe rejection reaction with the obsidian cells.

There is absolutely no possibility of the two combining, just like water and fire are incompatible.

The corrosive properties of Wood Release are incompatible with Cursed Power.

However, the white cell debris that Fu Heiyao brought later broke the deadlock.

It's something similar to interstitial cells but with almost no side effects.

Although there is still some rejection, it can retain some characteristics and amplify the Yang Release.

However, the amount brought by Fu Heiyao was very small, and a lot of it was burnt.

It's simply impossible to alleviate the body's collapse by relying on these few cells.

Therefore, it can only serve as a reference.

Eliminating the corrosiveness of Hashirama cells is something even Tobirama couldn't do; Orochimaru, even with some samples and a direction, couldn't achieve it either.

It will take a lot of time.

Furthermore, there is no guarantee that these cells, after being purified through blood vessels, will not cause rejection like the intercolumnar cells.

But Fu Heiyao didn't say this, and he tacitly avoided mentioning it either.

"Let's continue the research, I can still manage," Fu Heiyao said dismissively.

My body is about to break down; I can't take it anymore, so I'll stop acting, capture a few White Zetsu, and then go find a strong opponent to fight and learn the Reversal Technique.

"What kind of riddle are you two playing?" Kushina asked, puzzled.

"It's a forbidden thing, but if we can successfully replicate it, it might solve Yao's problem."

Orochimaru licked his lips, excitedly.

"Even more extreme than Kushina's blood, could it be Grandpa's cells?" Nawaki joked.

Then he noticed that Orochimaru had fallen silent.

No matter how you look at it, this thing is ultimately a desecration of the First Generation's remains, which is extremely immoral.

It would be very awkward, especially in front of the person's descendants.

"No way." Nawaki's eyes widened.

The onlookers were stunned, and Minato was especially shocked.

Everyone knows Nawaki's identity: the grandson of the First Generation.

The only cell he could refer to as his grandfather's cell could be that of the First Hokage who founded Konoha.

"I'm sorry, Nawaki," Fukuro said apologetically, "but at this stage we do need Hashirama cells to gain some power."

If you dare to do something, you must dare to take responsibility for it.

Fukuyo did not deny it; he did indeed want to steal the Yang Release power from Hashirama's cells.

"It's alright, I forgive you." Nawaki was silent for a moment, then waved his hand.

"It's impossible to say that I don't care at all, but the living definitely take priority over the dead."

"If Grandpa were still alive and we needed to use his cells, he wouldn't mind," Nawaki said optimistically.

"Besides, you can't even talk about blasphemy. The first one to blaspheme Grandpa's body was Second Grandpa. I suppose the cells Orochimaru-sensei has are also remnants of Second Grandpa."

Nawaki took the matter in stride and even tried to comfort Orochimaru.

This is nobody's fault but his grandmother's. She had told him that everyone in the Qian Shou family agreed with his second grandfather's research on his grandfather's cells.

If we must talk about blasphemy, then it was the first Thousand Hands to commit blasphemy.

Nawaki was undoubtedly an upright person, clear about right and wrong, and had no intention of blaming the two. He even joked, "Yo, if you promised that the way to awaken my Wood Release was by transplanting Grandpa's cells, then you'll have to go back on your word."

"My second grandfather spent half his life researching but didn't figure anything out."

"You'd better not get your hopes up too high; many Senju people died because of this."

Rope Tree also specifically reminded the two of this.

"No, I did find a type of cell that can awaken Wood Release without side effects."

Fu Heiyao's lips curled up slightly.

Although he doesn't want to alert the enemy yet, it's probably normal for him to cut down some White Zetsu that are close by.

"This joke isn't funny at all... Wait, you're not serious, are you?!" Nawaki's eyes widened.

Everyone present was utterly shocked.

The fame of Wood Release is known to all.

As the unique bloodline limit of the First Hokage who founded Konoha, Wood Release was even recorded in textbooks and was called the strongest bloodline limit.

But now Fu Heiyao claims to have found a way to awaken Wood Release without side effects.

"Yao found a type of cell similar to Hashirama cells but with strong compatibility, but unfortunately, there are too few of them."

Orochimaru's eyes held a hint of regret. "I'm currently researching how to optimize the original Hashirama cells based on those gentler cells."

Orochimaru's affirmation left Nawaki speechless.

"So... I can really awaken Wood Release!?" He was so happy he almost jumped up, his eyes filled with excitement.

"Of course I can. I will definitely keep my promise." Fu Heiyao smiled.

Upon hearing this good news, Kushina immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Even Minato, who was sitting on the sidelines, felt this was news worth celebrating.

They are not afraid of difficulties, but they are afraid of not even having a direction or a solution.

Just as everyone was discussing how to advance the Hashirama cell experiment, Orochimaru's expression changed slightly.

"Kids, something's happened." Orochimaru was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and immediately frowned.

"Is there a problem at the front?" Fu Heiyao asked, puzzled.

"According to the information from the shadow clones, the Tsuchikage of Iwagakure, Onoki, joined forces with Sunagakure to launch a surprise attack on Amegakure's defenses in the Land of Birds."

Orochimaru sorted through the memories in his mind and said.

As the commander-in-chief of Amegakure, Orochimaru not only has to handle official duties and strategic deployments, but also find time for research; he's quite a workaholic.

"They are well prepared. Jiraiya is tied down by Ebizo of Sunagakure, and Hanzo can't get there in time."

"Right now, we can only rely on you to provide support."

Although Nawaki and Minato were somewhat surprised, they remained full of fighting spirit.

The combination of Flying Thunder God Technique and Sensing Malice, along with teleportation and "automatic" evasion of attacks, is still too underhanded.

"Onoki is worth a fight." Fukuko's eyes flashed with anticipation.

"Don't be careless. As a veteran ninja, Onoki's Dust Release is very troublesome even without his flight ability," Orochimaru warned.

Although Onoki is not an absolute powerhouse like Madara, he is a rare flying ninja and possesses the unique Kekkei Tota.

The mechanism of this ability is exceptionally simple and brutal: it breaks down opponents hit by Dust Release into atoms, possessing a kind of unadorned simplicity.

The beauty.

However, an atomic-level attack like Dust Release might allow him to experience the feeling of near death, thereby helping him comprehend the Reversal Technique.

"We will win." Fu Heiyao revealed a confident smile.

"That's right, our combination is invincible." Kushina clenched her fist tightly.

"Kushina, it involves Onoki, and at a crucial moment, it could expose the Jinchuriki's identity," Orochimaru said solemnly.

On the battlefield, encountering a highly mobile ninja like Onoki who also possesses an instant-kill mechanism could result in being instantly killed if one is not careful.

Hiding one's strength is undoubtedly a foolish choice.

Kushina nodded, then decisively took Fushiko's hand.

Fu Heiya placed his hand on Minato's shoulder.

"Minato, teleport to the nearest Flying Thunder God marker, I'll use Nue to fly you there."

Minato nodded, grabbed Rope Tree with one hand, and activated the Flying Thunder God Technique.

The four figures vanished in an instant.

"They left so quickly." Kurama Rin pouted.

"Stop complaining, speed up the experiment." Orochimaru's gaze gradually turned cold.

"Yo's physical condition has deteriorated too much. As long as the bloodline purification technique works, that's fine. Now we should focus all our efforts on advancing the research progress of Hashirama cells."

"Teacher, that would consume a lot of test subjects."

"I know," Orochimaru said, glancing at Kurama Suzu who had changed her tune.

"What if we don't have enough test subjects?" Kurama Suzu asked somewhat timidly.

"Then go ahead and catch them. Amegakure is full of spies and bandits now, and if all else fails, there are the small countries around it."

With your illusion magic, you could easily do it.

Orochimaru's gaze as he stared at Kurama Rin was rather intriguing.

"you..."

"My time is precious and shouldn't be wasted on these trivial matters." Orochimaru looked at Kurama Rin.

"My dear assistant, you wouldn't want Kushina to be sad, would you?"

"Despicable!" Kurama Rin's words seemed to be squeezed out from between her teeth, her voice carrying an eerie emphasis.

"Taking advantage of someone in distress, I really want to chop off your head!"

The torrential rain poured down, the crashing sound washing away the bloodstains and the cries of the dying.

A cold glint flashed through the rain, followed by a deafening explosion that illuminated two figures wearing green vests with the Uchiha clan crest embroidered on their backs, running desperately.

"Captain Fugaku, is it possible for us to return to the village?"

"Cough cough," the Uchiha ninja coughed violently, as if he was about to cough up his internal organs.

However, he did not stop, his face still showing urgency and fear.

Two of the other members of their squad were already dead, leaving only the two of them.

"You'll definitely make it back to the village!" Fugaku was equally disheveled, his crimson Sharingan eyes spinning.

He really wanted to stay and then blow up the other side, but he couldn't.

Reason told him that in this torrential rain, the power of his mastery of fire-style techniques would only be infinitely reduced.

Two against four, and both of them were still injured; even with Sharingan, they wouldn't be a match for them.

At most, we can only trade injuries for injuries, and then stay here forever.

Conversely, if the enemy is lured deeper into the Rain Village, they can survive as long as reinforcements arrive in time.

"Earth Release. Stone Spear!"

Just then, a homemade gun came whistling from afar, its sharp tip piercing the rain and heading straight for Fugaku.

Fugaku turned around, his crimson Sharingan swirling, and brandished a kunai.

"Sizzle!" A blazing spark lit up in the downpour, then went out in an instant.

At the same time, the ground beneath their feet trembled violently and then suddenly collapsed.

"You go first, I'll cover the rear!" Fugaku said solemnly.

The ninja coughing up blood hesitated to speak, but nodded vigorously before running towards the direction of Amegakure.

Fugaku leaped out of the collapsed mudslide, his crimson Sharingan scanning his surroundings before he swung his shuriken, imbuing it with Fire Release: O

"The balsam flower's claws are red!"

The shuriken, each imbued with fire-style magic, briefly illuminated the sky, continuing their relentless advance even amidst the torrential rain.

"Using fire magic in a downpour? You think you're some kind of demon?"

As the mocking words were spoken, two earthen walls rose up before Fugaku's eyes.

The shuriken fell against the wall, sparking a flame, but it quickly went out in the downpour, leaving only a wisp of white smoke.

Two figures stood atop the earthen wall, mocking Fugaku's incompetence.

"Be thankful, you'll be the last one to die because you have the Sharingan."

Despite his desperate situation, Fugaku did not despair. On the contrary, his Sharingan eyes darted around rapidly, as if he wanted to transform the grief and despair of his teammates' deaths into a raging inferno.

Despite the torrential rain, none of the three moved, perhaps out of fear of Fugaku's Sharingan, or perhaps waiting for an opportunity.

Ten seconds later, one Iwagakure ninja threw out an explosive tag, while another Iwagakure ninja formed hand seals.

But just then, a shout mixed with terror and despair suddenly came from afar: "Retreat!"

Following the sound was a slash that tore through the rain.