Konoha's Mission Master

In front of her, three puppets swayed as they stood up. This time, instead of keeping her distance from Yakumo as usual, she manipulated the puppets to rush towards Yakumo, her eyes filled with unwavering determination and a death wish.

Her clothes were already stained red with blood. Yakumo's attack, which contained the remaining power of the Thunder Dragon, had severely injured her, but she stood up and deliberately gave up her defense.

Fighting for one's life.

Yakumo swung his sword at Chiyo, ignoring Sasori who was fleeing for his life. He would never underestimate the desperate struggle of a Kage-level expert.

The first cut... completely destroyed the puppet.

With the second strike, another puppet was shattered.

With the third strike, Chiyo was left without a puppet.

But instead of retreating, she accelerated and rushed towards Yakumo. Suddenly, Yakumo noticed that the surrounding air was heating up, and golden cracks like lava appeared on Chiyo's body. It was the high temperature of her body that affected the air.

She plans to self-destruct.

"madman…"

Yakumo thought to himself, "Most Kage-level ninjas in this ninja world have a few forbidden techniques that they only use when they are desperate. These techniques exist to take the user away... and at the same time send the user's enemies away."

In the distance, the scorpion was fleeing in a sorry state.

They showed absolutely no concern for their grandmother's passing.

"Fleeting Light".

The ten-meter distance between the two was covered in an instant. Fumo pierced Chiyo's chest without any hindrance. Golden arcs of electricity surged into Chiyo's body along the blade, destroying the hidden magic formula inside her body.

Chiyo's elevated body temperature began to drop.

Yakumo twisted the blade forcefully, further shredding Chiyo's organs, while simultaneously injecting more golden lightning chakra into Chiyo's body, gradually turning her aged and withered body charred black.

Two seconds later, Yakumo drew Fuma.

Chiyo collapsed helplessly; death was inevitable. Golden arcs of electricity were extinguishing her last breath, and excruciating pain, like bones being scraped, emanated from her body.

But she tried her best to look up at the scorpion's back.

"Yes...like this...keep running without looking back..."

"From now on... your path is up to you..."

Although she didn't understand why Yakumo didn't give chase.

But this is Scorpion's last chance!

"You want her to live, right?"

Yakumo calmly raised his right hand and, using the technique of compassion, created a transparent droplet that enveloped energy.

At the same time, a massive amount of Sage Chakra was poured into the water droplet, creating golden lightning and a cyan breeze.

All of Yakumo's energy was combined in this one move.

Numerous energies merge and unify.

Yakumo's gaze grew increasingly calm.

Scorpion's heart was faintly connected to this droplet by a transparent thread, and at this moment, Yakumo was absolutely certain...

This attack will surely be fatal!

"No, no...please...don't!"

Chiyo let out a hoarse, almost pleading roar, her voice as raspy as a lost soul returning from hell.

This is the move that severely injured Scorpion and himself!

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Chapter 180 The Death of Chiyo

At that moment, she desperately wanted to shield Scorpion from the attack, but she had lost all feeling in her body, her vision was gradually blurring, and death was slowly approaching.

Yakumo remained unmoved and continued to gather his strength.

"This time I won't... let the tiger return to the mountain."

At this time, he was about 1,500 meters away from the scorpion.

In fact.

If he hadn't started charging up immediately after defeating Chiyo, even if there had been only a moment's hesitation, Yakumo might have lost his lock on Sasori.

Yakumo wasn't unwilling to give Chiyo a quick death...

But... there wasn't enough time to finish him off.

Chiyo's ashen face was filled with despair.

The next second, the transparent water droplet was ejected!

With a loud thud…

Chiyo's charred body was severed in half by the impact of the water droplets, and when it fell back to the ground... only her riddled upper body remained, while her lower body landed several meters away.

Yakumo stared in bewilderment at the dying Chiyo, whose face now wore the joy of a victor. In this moment, she had overcome her nightmares and fears and protected her beloved grandson.

He simply couldn't understand how Chiyo, a person on the verge of death, could seize that fleeting opportunity and use her immobile body to block the rapidly flying water droplet.

In that instant…

Chiyo unleashed an energy that startled Yakumo.

Chiyo strained to look up, but in her blurry vision, she couldn't make out Sasori's figure at all. She just stared intently at the direction Sasori had left, as he gradually... stopped breathing and turned into a cold corpse.

"This is unreasonable..."

Yakumo's expression was deeply moved. Holding Fuma in his right hand, he watched Sasori approach the Sunagakure camp from afar. Finally, he sheathed Fuma and abandoned his plan to continue the pursuit. He used Yin-Yang Sealing Technique to collect Chiyo's body.

He made this decision perhaps because he didn't want to fight thousands of Sand Ninja at the same time, perhaps because his body had accumulated a lot of mixed toxins, or perhaps because Chiyo's boundless love for Sasori touched his heart slightly.

This time, Yakumo won.

But... I can't feel happy.

But he did not...regret it.

In this world, there are some beautiful and dazzling things that may make him temporarily lose his mind or appreciate them for a moment, but he will not change his original decision because of such beauty.

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In the distance, Jiraiya and Hiruzen Sarutobi had already arrived.

Jiraiya fell silent as he gazed at the battlefield on the plain where several people were fighting. Along the way, he had seen many dismembered puppets.

Among those parts were even fragments of the Chikamatsu Ten Puppet Masters, a masterpiece of puppetry. One can imagine how perilous this battle was, with Yakumo fighting against an army of thousands all by himself.

But in the end, it was the side with the vast army that failed; hundreds and thousands of puppets were cut in half by extremely sharp weapons, leaving smooth cuts...

The earth was filled with deep craters from highly toxic corrosion and explosions. Green toxic smoke rose into the sky, and purple toxic blood accumulated in the craters. Fragments of broken, pale bone could be vaguely seen embedded in the ground, like broken pieces of white porcelain.

Until... Jiraiya saw it.

A straight line about one meter wide splits in the plain, extending downwards into a pit several meters deep. The surrounding soil and rocks pile up like a steep hill, with fragments of puppets and broken human bodies scattered on the hilltop. This mark is incredibly straight, giving the illusion that the entire plain has been cut open with a knife. Here, he senses a condensed and persistent chakra fluctuation.

Near the Sand Village military camp, Sasori suddenly stopped.

Suddenly he felt a void in his heart. His heart, which had been encased in ice, seemed to gradually crack open. Instead of light illuminating his heart through the cracks, a chilling coldness rushed in, and tears streamed down his face.

"Tick."

"Tick."

"Tick."

At this moment, he finally understood that he had always deeply loved the hunched old woman, but it was only out of rebellious thoughts and his self-proclaimed extraordinary talent that he faced her with a disdainful attitude... Grandma.

I realized it then.

But... it was too late.

"Grandma...I will definitely avenge you!!"

In the Konoha military camp, Yakumo returned to his tent.

With a slightly tense expression on Mori Masako's face, Yakumo created a shadow clone to begin removing the toxins from his main body. Although he had been holding his breath throughout the entire battle, some toxins still managed to seep into his body, causing him a slight stinging pain.

Although the battle was brief, it exhausted Yakumo's mental energy and depleted nearly 80% of his physical strength and chakra. After careful consideration, he finally decided to give up the pursuit of Sasori.

“It’s alright…don’t worry,” Yakumo said.

It's just a little bit of poison... nothing serious.

He had already witnessed Sasori's skills inside Kakashi's body, but it only caused a slight pain.

"I... just didn't expect... you to be this strong."

Mori Masako was now having some doubts about life. That was Elder Chiyo, the strongest person in Sunagakure besides the Third Kazekage, yet he had been defeated and killed by Yakumo.

This battle was destined to be revealed.

Tomorrow, Yakumo will be the center of global attention!

"My strength... is actually very weak."

After chatting for a while, Yakumo made up an excuse to send Mori Masako to the command post to protect Jiraiya. In reality, he wanted Jiraiya to help him protect Mori Masako. He sensed that Mori Masako was gradually moving away from the tent.

Yakumo's face gradually became distorted.

"Hiss... He really is no human being."

A sharp, intense pain surged through me.

Yakumo's face gradually turned pale, and beads of sweat slid down his cheeks, spreading and turning into water droplets on the mat... More and more water droplets fell, faintly carrying wisps of residual purple poison.

The mat gradually became soaked with sweat.

Yakumo's face contorted with rage, but he couldn't help feeling a bit of relief. Luckily, he had removed the poison from the mat; otherwise, the bed would have had to be replaced, which would have been another expense.

Two hours later.

After Yakumo cleaned the remaining poison from his body, his complexion regained its rosy hue. Sasori's mixed poison wasn't particularly troublesome, but the process of removing it was exceptionally difficult and accompanied by excruciating pain that penetrated deep into his bones.

The next day, everyone was dumbfounded.