Konoha's Mission Master

Golden currents surged, and in an instant, the clothes dried again. The battle lasted for about half an hour in total.

Yakumo faced a combined attack from Sengoku, Garp, Aokiji, Fujitora, and Tsukito all by himself, and did not fall behind... The main reason for this was the massive amount of chakra within his body.

The upper body of his clothes was slightly lifted, revealing some bluish-purple skin on Yakumo's chest. It was from the attack Yue Shi delivered before his death, and it had not been completely healed in half an hour. Clearly, there was some power in that wound that Yakumo could not understand.

"bump."

Sabo leaped from a distance and landed in front of Yakumo.

Her golden hair cascaded loosely down her back in waves, and she wore a top hat with goggles. A confident smile played on her lips, making her look quite confident and warm.

"Are you injured? Is it serious?"

Sabo asked nervously, his face full of concern.

After hearing that Yakumo had caused a ruckus in Mary Geoise for the sake of a friend he had only known for a few days, he became completely convinced that the Thousand-Faced Demon King's soul was imprinted with the color of freedom, and that he possessed noble character and a burning heart of justice.

"It's not a big problem... How is Shyvana?"

Yakumo countered, saying that in his memory, after the shadow clone delivered Shyvana to this island, it immediately dispelled the ninjutsu to restore the main body's chakra.

"This is not good. She hasn't said a word since she woke up, and I can sense that she is hostile towards me."

Sabo's Observation Haki is incredibly sensitive... making it extremely easy for him to observe the emotional changes of ordinary people; he can clearly sense hostility.

Sabo adjusted his hat slightly, his tone somewhat somber. A hint of negative emotion emanated from him.

This is out of sadness because of what happened to Sivana.

"Let's go see her."

Yakumo walked slowly into the forest. Sabo had not only come by himself, but also brought more than a dozen children aged thirteen or fourteen. However, Yakumo did not see the transport ship that had brought them.

It has obviously been moved elsewhere for reasons of concealment.

With a snap, the dry log was completely crushed.

The air in the forest was quite refreshing, and the tree roots were covered with dense clusters of colorful mushrooms... They looked delicious, but unfortunately, they were extremely poisonous.

Yakumo lay down on the wildly growing grass, her smile gradually fading.

A few meters away, Sivana hugged her legs, pulling the surrounding wildflowers bare, leaving only upright flower stems.

The ground around them was covered with flower petals of various colors.

"Are you considering suicide?"

Shyvana wore a long white robe that covered her entire body, revealing only her two smooth wrists.

Unfortunately, her wrists were covered with purplish-blue marks. Although she squatted there quietly, her eyes were vacant, as if she were a lonely ghost wandering outside the world.

Upon hearing this, Shyvana nodded calmly a few seconds later.

"If you want to die... I can help you, I guarantee... painless."

Yakumo continued speaking, his expression perfectly calm.

Behind him, Sabo stood frozen in place.

His face was filled with astonishment!

This plot isn't right!

Could it be that Yakumo risked his life to venture into dangerous territory and rescue Shyvana just to... send her away with his own hands?

"I don't want to die now, I want to kill all the Celestial Dragons."

The voice was calm, without even a hint of hatred, yet Sabo clearly sensed that something incredibly terrifying was gradually reviving.

Sivana turned around and slowly knelt down... her head touching the ground.

The movements are gentle yet powerful.

"I hope you will accept me as your disciple, so that I may have the power to take revenge."

Sivana's voice was quite clear and crisp.

"Okay... stand up."

"If you don't want to die, then take up your sword and avenge yourself!"

With Sabo's help, Shyvana stood up, her beautiful eyes seeming to burn with flames, or perhaps harboring a wild beast ready to devour its prey.

This is not the gaze of a desperate fugitive, nor the reckless courage of someone with no other choice but to fight their way out; rather, it is the gaze of an angel returning from hell, burning with the flames of revenge.

She would stop at nothing to seek revenge.

Such a person is dangerous; no one knows who she might set on fire.

Yakumo stared directly into Shyvana's fiery eyes, his tone low yet sounding like a question coming from a very high place.

"So... in your heart, am I an enemy?"

Yakumo is willing to personally forge this blade of vengeance, but before that, he must make sure... that his name is not on Shyvana's list of targets for revenge.

After all, if he hadn't taken the merchant ship, none of this would have happened, and Shyvana would still have a home.

When he asked that question, his mind was already locked onto Shyvana, and any lie would be exposed in the face of such a lock.

Sivana did not dodge or hesitate.

Their eyes met, and they spoke firmly.

“My life has been completely plunged into darkness, and you are the only light in that eternal darkness.”

She spoke with utmost sincerity, as if a fanatical believer were swearing an oath before dogma, declaring that she would devote her life to God.

At the same time, Yakumo was unaware of the lie or deception.

"I will do everything I can to nurture you."

Green orbs of light emanated from Yakumo's hands, penetrating Shyvana's body and healing her wounds both inside and out.

Under the influence of this energy, the wounds healed rapidly.

At the same time, Yakumo took out a test tube from the storage scroll.

This contains a version of Hashirama's cells that embodies the will to be removed; it is also a seed of chakra, granting Shyvana the qualification to refine chakra.

"Bear with me."

Shyvana nodded.

The green solution was injected into Shyvana's body, but in terms of quantity, it was only about 10% of what was injected into Whitebeard's body.

With the injection of intercolumnar cells, Sivana's right arm gradually lignified.

Yakumo grasped Shyvana's arm, injected golden arcs of electricity, and began to suppress the will that was awakening in Hashirama's cells. The arcs surged... the tendency to turn into wood was slowly contained until it was completely driven to her right hand.

Quickly form hand seals.

"Sealing Technique: Yin-Yang Seal".

Once everything had calmed down, Yakumo coughed up a mouthful of blood.

As he mobilized his energy to suppress the will of Hashirama's cells, the wounds Yue Shi had created reopened, accompanied by a chilling energy, like a poison that gnaws at the bone.

"Is your injury really not serious?"

Sabo asked with some concern.

"It's not a big problem."

Yakumo replied nonchalantly, manipulating the Yang Release chakra within his body to accelerate the elimination of the cold energy within the wound on his chest, believing that the injury would be completely healed within half an hour.

After receiving Hashirama's cells, Shyvana lost her strength... She leaned back against a tree and fell fast asleep, while the two types of cells in her body were merging and giving birth to a completely new form.

Sabo took out a blanket and covered Shyvana with it, like an older brother taking care of his younger sister. The two did look somewhat alike, both having golden, silky hair.

The two walked deeper into the forest.

Yakumo began injecting Hashirama cells into the seedlings of the Revolutionary Army and applying a seal... After repeating this several times... Yakumo became more and more skilled.

Finally, the process can be completed in just over ten minutes.

These teenagers showed no fear or even eagerness when the cells were injected into them; it was a spirit of fearlessness.

Within these young bodies lies the will to change the world; even a single spark can ignite a prairie fire in the future.

When everything came to a standstill, only Sabo and Yakumo remained conscious.

This coma is more like the body's self-protection mechanism. Whitebeard skipped this step because he was powerful enough.

"It's a truly terrifying power."

Sabo could sense that within these teenagers, their hearts were beating more powerfully, their life force was growing stronger, and even the lines of their muscles were becoming thicker.

The Hashirama cells didn't reveal much of a miracle in Whitebeard because Whitebeard's strength wasn't much weaker than Hashirama Senju's; the difference in their strength wasn't significant.

However, the gap between these people and Hashirama Senju was like an insurmountable chasm, so the changes brought about by Hashirama's cells were naturally terrifying.

The sun hung silently in the sky, casting endless light and heat.

Yakumo lit the fire and roasted colorful mushrooms.

"that…"

Sabo hesitated.

“Sabo…you can just call me Yakumo.”

"Oh no, Yakumo, this mushroom is poisonous."

"I know... there will be some residual toxins after it's cooked, it's not a big problem."

Yakumo swallowed a bunch of mushrooms in one gulp and chewed them slowly... The mushrooms tasted very delicious and a little spicy. Before the toxins could spread, they were completely absorbed and disappeared by the body, leaving a warm and comfortable feeling in the stomach.

"Want one?"

Sabo hesitated for a moment, but eventually took out his rations and started eating. The colorful mushrooms looked very dangerous.

"What happened to Mary Geoise last night?"

Sabo asked casually as he ate his dry rations.

Yakumo slowly began to speak, frankly recounting everything that had happened the previous night.

After lunch, the two got up and strolled slowly around the island, enjoying the leisurely afternoon.