Konoha's Mission Master

“I’ll go myself,” the dragon replied.

"Chief, this trip is very dangerous. On the surface, the Navy has already dispatched three admirals and a naval marshal, but behind the scenes... the three marshals are empty, and they are most likely waiting for us to walk right into their trap."

Sabo intended to speak up and dissuade him.

"So what?" Long retorted.

"You may die."

"If I die in battle... you will be the next leader of the revolutionary army."

Long waved his hand and refocused his gaze on the documents on the table, clearly no longer intending to continue the discussion with Sabo about this matter.

Sabo looked reluctant, but still pushed open the door and left.

His previous missions abroad were all training exercises that made him more suitable to take over the leadership position.

Today, on a mission that could cost him his life, the dragon intends to attend in person, which means he is prepared to die.

"Brother, two months have passed. I wonder if you've returned."

Long knew that the current predicament was only due to a lack of high-end combat power, and that if Yakumo returned, the situation could be resolved instantly.

If Yakumo does not return in two days, he is prepared to fight to the death at any time.

Great deeds always require martyrs.

Ryu couldn't understand why the Navy knew about Yakumo's departure and took the opportunity to suppress the Revolutionary Army.

After all, the only people in this world who knew that Yakumo had left were Dragon and Shyvana, and neither of them would reveal the news to the World Government.

This question had troubled Long for a long time; he had thought about it many times but could not find a clear answer.

New World - Temporary Base

Originally, Yakumo planned to continue improving in one go, but considering that he was already somewhat tired and needed to familiarize himself with his current physical strength, he pushed open the door and came to the open space on the deserted island.

Masako Mori and Chiyuki Yukotsu have gone off to train somewhere, and Yakumo needs to undergo testing before he can familiarize himself with the changes in his body.

With a flash of golden light, Yakumo appeared in the deep sea.

The moment his entire body was submerged in seawater, Yakumo got the answer: the side effect of the Azure Dragon Fruit's fear of the sea was also eliminated.

It should be said that the power of hope made his body immune to the side effects of Devil Fruits, and he would still be immune to the side effects even if he ate a third Devil Fruit in the future.

Yakumo drew his Fuma sword and began to wield it in the deep sea.

My first impression was that it was very relaxing and there were no obstacles.

The surrounding water pressure had no effect on his movements. With just a little force, the blade energy would naturally form and spread for kilometers in an instant.

Yakumo gradually increased the speed of his sword swings. An invisible gale spread along the weapon, pushing the seawater several meters away and creating an airspace tens of meters wide in the seawater.

Everything was rejected.

Even the space itself seemed to be teetering on the brink of collapse, but after a dozen seconds, the state of the space remained unchanged.

"It's still a bit short of breaking through space."

After practicing swordsmanship in the deep sea for several more hours, Yakumo became familiar with his body's condition. He swung his sword for four hours straight, but it only consumed about five percent of his stamina.

If fighting only with swordsmanship, he can last for ten days.

If I fight at full strength, I can probably last for ten hours.

At night, the sky is filled with stars, making the darkness seem less inky. A gentle breeze rustles the leaves of distant trees.

The group had already eaten dinner and were now lying on the lawn, gazing at the stars and enjoying a moment of tranquility.

When Yakumo returned using the Flying Thunder God Technique today, he suddenly discovered that after his physique broke through 90 points, his compatibility with space increased again, making it easier for him to use the Flying Thunder God Technique.

At the same time, his chakra consumption has also been greatly reduced. If he continues to improve, he may one day be able to master true spatial teleportation.

Yakumo needs time to allow the various abilities of the Azure Dragon Fruit to integrate with his body, and he also needs to upgrade the Hatake Secret Manual to the Dao level to increase his offensive capabilities.

"Yakumo, I feel like I'll never catch up with you in this lifetime."

Masako Mori rested her hands under her head, her voice tinged with a hint of bitterness.

"All I ever hope in my life is to keep up with my master. As for catching up with him, I don't even dare to dream of it."

Before Yakumo could reply, Yukotsu Chiyuki took the initiative to speak, her tone very relaxed. After a long period of training that had failed to break through to the Grandmaster level, she finally understood the importance of balancing work and rest.

“What you say makes sense. I shouldn’t have set my goal as catching up with Yakumo in the first place. Perhaps I should change my plan a little.”

Mori Masako agreed with Yukotsu Chiyuki's statement, raised her head slightly to adjust to a more comfortable position, and continued speaking.

"Will you aim to keep up with me from now on?"

Upon hearing this, Yakumo asked somewhat jokingly.

"I choose to lie down, but it's a pity... I couldn't bring those fun games back from that world... It makes me sad to think about it."

Mori Masako's tone was slightly low. In just a few days, she had become a complete internet addict. As for her current statement, it was more like a state of giving up after losing the game.

"This cultivation practice needs to be continued."

Yakumo quickly advised her, not wanting Mori Masako to become despondent. If she could fully master the Otsutsuki bloodline, her lifespan would be greatly extended.

"Haha, I was just saying it offhand."

Masako Mori chuckled, but she soon realized that no matter what she said, Yakumo's first reaction was to believe her, and the thought made her feel as sweet as if she had been smeared with honey.

"That's good."

Yakumo reached out and ruffled Mori Masako's hair, a smile returning to his face. If Mori Masako was unwilling to cultivate on her own, he would have to try every other way to help her prolong her life.

"We won't be able to stay in this world for much longer, will we?"

Suddenly, You Gu Qianxue asked.

"About... another month, I guess," Yakumo replied.

"I guessed so...after all, only the final boss is left."

Although Yuuki Chiyuki didn't become addicted to the game, she did learn some game terminology in the One-Punch Man world.

"Now that you mention it, I do miss the ninja world a little."

Masako Mori looked up at the starry sky, her tone slightly downcast.

"Then get it done as soon as possible and return to the ninja world."

Yakumo straightened his back. His original plan was to spend two years on the Proof of the Overlord, but after being tempered by One-Punch Man, his strength reached the level of sweeping everything ahead of schedule.

Planning ahead is fine; you can simply disappear from the spot in an instant.

"I guess the master will have to change his plans again."

Yu Gu Qianxue felt as if she had been fed another mouthful of dog food (a Chinese slang term for witnessing public displays of affection). After returning to the One Piece world, the group became more relaxed because the world was safer.

"Hahahaha." Masako Mori laughed heartily.

Based on her understanding of Yakumo, the fact that the plan could be changed meant that the person behind the World Government was no longer considered dangerous.

Inside the bedroom, Yakumo sat down to adjust his state.

Hatake Secret Codex 3000/3000 'Breakthrough'

Yakumo made a light breakthrough.

[Condition 1, Agility attribute of 68 points or more, has been met.]

[Condition two: Strength attribute points must be 60 or higher to be met.]

[Condition 3, one Daoist scroll, already fulfilled]

[Condition 4, 20000 gold coins, already met]

[Hint: Are you ready to proceed if all conditions are met?]

"Yes."

In an instant, Yakumo's soul left his body, and when he opened his eyes again, he was already traveling in the universe until an incredibly huge green planet appeared in his sight.

The air in this world is quite fresh, and the concentration of natural energy has even become substantial, like a light mist that can be clearly distinguished with the naked eye.

Yakumo's soul descended upon this planet.

On this planet, there is a giant city called Dawn.

Beneath the ancient tree that seemed to reach from the sky, Yakumo heard an incredibly indistinct voice, but the game system offered no clues.

"You've arrived."

Suddenly, the blurry figure greeted Yakumo softly, and then drew his weapon, a long sword with a pure black blade.

There was no flash of blades, no diffusion of energy.

A simple slash created a crack about two meters wide in the void, and even space itself was severed in that instant.

This was a sword technique that Yakumo could not comprehend; it should be said that the swordsmanship of this blurry figure had already reached the level of the Dao.

Skill can lead to enlightenment; this is the pinnacle that countless people pursue.

But the person in front of me has turned his slashes into a kind of rule. Even if he doesn't inject any energy, he can sever space with just a light swing.

This is the realm that Yakumo has been desperately pursuing, yet he has been unable to reach.

"No, you need to learn quickly."

It has been proven that the Wood Release Dao Transformation level has a fixed time frame for each advancement, and how much one can learn within that time depends entirely on their comprehension.

Not long after, the man began to repeat the same slash.

With a gentle slash, space itself fractured.

"Why can you sever space without exerting any force?"

Yakumo controlled his soul form to take a few steps closer and began to observe the mysterious man's sword-wielding movements and the motion of his muscles.

In the blink of an eye, ten years have passed.

Each swing of the sword takes only 0.1 seconds, followed by a two-second pause before repeating the swing motion. Over the course of ten years, Yakumo observed the sword-swinging motion countless times.

It was finally confirmed that the mysterious man had not been slacking off, but rather that his power was extremely concentrated, with not a single trace of energy leaking out.

There was no sword energy, no sword light, no terrifying scene or strange phenomenon, and not even any flow of energy could be seen in the body.