He was in Konoha, exuding an aura of dominance.

'Not only that, did you see that girl's eyes? It's the Hyuga Byakugan! Being in this group, she's very likely from the main branch of the family!'

'If we can acquire those Byakugan, the rise of Kusagakure will be within reach!'

Orochimaru looked at the elders of the Grass Fruit with a strange expression as they experienced a series of intense internal orgasms.

These guys don't think they've hidden their little schemes well, do they?

'Tsk, this is terrible. What should have been a simple matter of dying has now become a lost cause.'

Wu Zixian glanced around casually, his gaze completely unwavering: "Is everyone here?"

Seeing that it was a child speaking from the Konoha side, several elders of the Grass Fruit frowned, quite annoyed, while only one looked suspicious.

'I think I vaguely remember what this kid looks like…'

"Forget it, I don't care anymore." Isogen waved his hands, his brain automatically gave up thinking, and his muscles took over his body.

"Keep an eye on the people, I'm going to get to work."

He, Yu Ge of Fifty Strings, is a powerful figure who has reached the Shadow level in both Yin and Yang attributes, and has an extremely keen sense of danger.

He was aware of all the wicked thoughts and evil emotions of Kusano and her group.

Just as Sakumo Hatake was about to speak, Orochimaru stopped him, his face calm: "Sakumo-senpai, no matter what happens later, our goal is to keep an eye on everyone and not let anyone escape."

"Unless you want Konoha to never have peace again."

Seeing Orochimaru's seriousness, Sakumo Hatake felt a chill run down his spine, subconsciously thinking that Isogen's thought process was different from ordinary people.

The right palm faces upwards.

.

A standard model of chakra scalpel appeared.

Isogen swept his hair back with his left hand, completing his less-than-perfect slicked-back hairstyle, and stared emotionlessly at the Grass Village ninja who was still chattering incessantly in front of him.

He grinned.

"The surgery has begun. There will be no anesthesia for this surgery."

Chapter 83: The Silent Teacher is Under Construction

What are you talking about?

Before he could utter the last word, Elder Kusanagi, wearing a monkey-face mask, abruptly stopped as a chakra scalpel pierced his throat, and blood gushed out like a waterfall.

Intense pain spread through his entire body almost instantly, and his facial muscles contorted to a degree that would give anyone who saw it a nightmare.

He wanted to shout, but his trachea was blocked by the gushing blood. He wanted to die, but a bright green liquid continuously supplied his body with life.

Without stopping, the abundant life force delivered directly into the body restored the rosy color to the face that had turned deathly pale due to massive blood loss.

The grass-hidden ninja were terrified and, out of their ninja instincts, were about to take action.

"Shadow Cloak Black Coffin".

The shadows behind the Grass Village ninjas began to twist and deform, as if they were alive, and gathered together to form a huge black coffin. The Grass Village ninjas' vision went black and then white. When they could see the colors of the world again, they were frozen in place, unable to move.

"No matter how many times I see it, this ninjutsu is still so incredible," Orochimaru remarked, kicking back the newly appeared person who was trying to escape.

"Shadow Escape: Black Coffin, a binding ninjutsu developed by Igarashi-kun, combined with sealing techniques to achieve a level comparable to, or even surpassing, the Nara clan's shadow techniques in some aspects."

"However, it is only similar in form to the secret techniques of the Nara clan."

Sakumo Hatake nodded. His insight was even better than Orochimaru's; he had the keen eye to see that Might Guy would become Kakashi's important rival in the future.

"It's clear that this Shadow Technique was developed by Fifty Strings using his powerful Yin Release skills combined with sealing techniques."

Sakumo Hatake was deeply impressed.

In fact, any ninjutsu can be traced back to Yin-Yang Release; it's just a matter of which attribute is more dominant.

For example, the Uchiha clan is recognized as the Yin Release faction, but no one can ignore their mastery of Yang Release. Their bodies, which can withstand the operation of the Sharingan, are a sign of their considerable Yang Release skills.

In other words, anyone can develop shadow magic if they want to.

Putting aside the fact that it requires talent, the chaotic state of the ninja world alone is enough to make one give up on the idea.

Moreover, developing the secret technique is only the first step. The key is whether future generations can inherit the secret technique. For example, the Nara clan is able to make it easier and more proficient for Nara disciples to learn the Shadow Technique than others because their ancestors accumulated knowledge step by step, allowing chakra to change their bodies and become a physique that can be perfectly integrated with the Shadow Technique.

The fact that Fifty Strings developed Shadow Cloak is so powerful shows how skilled he is, but it might not work well on others.

Those with sufficient mastery of Yin Release have their own combat systems, but those who want to cultivate Yin Release lack the necessary skill.

After discussing ninjutsu, Hatake Sakumo hesitated.

"Won't there be any problems if we just ignore it?"

"what!!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than a shrill scream, like that of a pig being slaughtered, suddenly echoed throughout the entire Kusagakure village.

The shrill cry sent chills down the spines of the other Grass Ninja and the elders of the Grass Flower faction who rushed to the scene, turning their faces pale.

With his superb skills and medical expertise, Wu Shixian completed a standard internal anatomical diagram of the human body in the blink of an eye.

The skin and flesh that were wrapped around it had disappeared, and the exposed tendons and internal organs were throbbing and radiating heat.

A gust of wind blew, stirring up small pebbles on the ground.

"Ah!! Kill me! Kill me!!"

Isogen looked at the creation with satisfaction, took the hot towel handed to him by Hinata Mizuki, wiped his hands, and turned to cut the next test subject.

The elder, Kusanagi, wearing a rat-face mask, was deathly pale. Having witnessed the entire incident up close and heard his companions' agonizing screams, he was already drenched in cold sweat from fright.

The tip of the fifty-stringed sword barely touched his arm, yet the decibel level, surpassing even the highest, blared like an air raid siren.

Snapped!

He slapped him on the head and into his chest, and Isogen yelled angrily, "Are you even a man?! Don't you have any backbone?! If you're a man, face it bravely!"

"answer me!"

Oysters! Oysters! Oysters!

This is something I absolutely cannot face!

If they weren't physically unable to move, they could shake their heads and fan themselves with a fifty-stringed fan to catch a cold.

And how can he possibly answer you when you've practically shoved his head into his chest?

Under the horrified gaze of the Kusagakure ninja, Isogen continued to skillfully create cadavers. In a short while, five more cadavers, their mouths constantly singing, were placed on the ground, their voices full of energy.

Finally, Elder Grass Flower, who had been watching from the sidelines, couldn't hold back any longer.

"My lord, please show mercy. If Kusagakure has offended you in any way, we will do our best to make amends!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she saw Wuzhixian stop what he was doing and look at her with the eyes of someone looking at a rare and exotic animal.

Why did you give me my things?

She paused for a moment, then realized what was happening, and her facial muscles tensed instantly.

If anyone else had said that, she would have definitely refuted it. There's a reason why Kusagakure has been able to stand strong in the perilous ninja world.

But seeing Isogen's spotless chakra scalpel and the 'cadaver' stuck in the ground like a scarecrow, she decided to get angry in a fit of pique.

The ninja world is inherently cruel. Even if an entire village dies, there will only be a slight ripple at the beginning, and it will soon return to silence.

The current situation of the five major powers and several smaller countries has been determined through countless wars.

The existence of the Five Great Nations is not due to their noble bloodlines, but to their solid military strength. Otherwise, how could the Land of Fire occupy the most fertile land?

Back then, even if the entire ninja world united, they couldn't defeat Konoha.

The situation is clear: the other side has the biggest fist and doesn't seem to care about the ninja world situation or national-level pressure.

She could tell that just by looking at the appearance of the fifty strings.

She appealed to the two adults from Konoha who were present for help.

"Lord White Fang, Lord Orochimaru, please show mercy! We will cooperate with whatever you need, absolutely cooperate!"

Orochimaru glanced at him sideways: "You're not even willing to use honorifics with me."

After spending two years with Gyūgen, he also picked up some of his habits.

Elder Hua was speechless. He couldn't care less about anything else and was about to open his mouth when Orochimaru interrupted him.

"Your hopes are useless. Even the Hokage cannot stop what Ichigen has decided."

And it won't stop it.

Fifty strings don't care about a person's identity.

In particular, Hiruzen Sarutobi had already faced danger once.

At that time, the number of explosions targeting Root was increasing. Seeing his best friend being troubled and considering the strength of Konoha's dark side, Hiruzen Sarutobi tried to mediate.

I don't know the specifics of the talks, but the Hokage Building was almost cut in half that day.

Afterwards, Hiruzen Sarutobi assessed that if they were to forcibly stop Igarashi, given Igarashi's strength at the time, even if he used all his power, it would take a long time to reach a stalemate.

With the methods of the Fifty Strings, they could easily blast their way from one end of Konoha to the other during this stalemate.

The final conclusion was: Danzo suffered hardship, and Konoha enjoyed peace.

From Orochimaru's perspective, he could clearly see that one after another, the specially made Fifty-String Explosive Tags were being sent to various parts of Kusagakure.

Ultimately, the difference between ninjas is greater than that between humans and paramecia.

Faced with the unreasonable growth rate of Gyūgen, and still not fully recovered from the losses of the war years, the already weak Kusagakure could only wait to be defeated by Gyūgen Yoka.

This is not an exaggeration. Orochimaru himself is capable of doing this, and everyone present except for Hyuga Mizuki could do it.

It's just not as fast as a fifty-stringed instrument.

anyway.

"They don't even need to use Conqueror's Haki. It seems that Kusagakure is not worthy of it."

Isogen's ears twitched, and he turned around, his eyes filled with disdain: "How am I supposed to listen to singing if they get hit by a Conqueror's Haki attack?"