Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 200 A small gift for Chiyo
Wind Style: Net is one of Shamon's best wind style ninjutsu. Compared with the ordinary net technique,

He took advantage of the venue in a different way, mixing sand and gravel into the wind escape technique, giving this ninjutsu greater lethality.

Sure enough, yellow sand is the romance of the ninjas from the Kingdom of Wind~
The monk looked at the flying sand and gravel with satisfaction, a hint of satisfaction appearing in his eyes.

The violent yellow wind carried gravel and laid a net in the sky, vowing to bring the elusive Zuo Ling to justice.
But as the net was drawn down, Shamon found that his carefully prepared ninjutsu didn't catch even a hair.
Then he frowned and looked up at the sky. What he saw made his mouth open wide. He didn't even notice the sand and gravel that rolled into his mouth.

The Shamen who had been so sure of victory just now now had a dull look on his face, holding up his big bald head, his narrow eyes wide open, looking at Zuo Ling flying freely in the sky, his broad chin dropped in shock.
"Can you really fly?"

"Ahem. Technology~ It's all technology~"

Facing the shocked Shamon, Uchiha Gin realized that the Otsutsuki technology was indeed too advanced, and laughed out loud.
In this day and age, the art of puppetry with strings hasn't even appeared yet, but he was able to create Iron Man himself. This is truly a dimensionality reduction attack.

"Zuo Ling, make a quick decision."

Seeing that the battle between Zuo Ling and Shamon was at a stalemate, Uchiha Gin had to use chakra to pass orders to the puppet floating in the air.

We've already started an air battle, that won't do. If we delay any further, I won't be able to have dinner when I get home.

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Feeling the command coming into his body, a gleam of light flashed in Zuo Ling's yellow eyes, and then he dived towards the alert Shamon on the ground.

"Hmph~ I haven't met an opponent in physical skills yet!"

Looking at Zuo Ling who was rushing towards him, Shamen sneered. How could a mere puppet compare to my strong body? Besides, he was protected by the dragon vein chakra, and ordinary people could not get close to him at all.

"I hope your mouth is harder than my fist."

Zuo Ling swooped down, stretched out a delicate fist wrapped in light blue chakra, and smashed it towards Shamon's big face.

Facing Zuo Ling's seemingly light punch, the arrogant monk did not take it seriously at all.
As the guardian of the dragon veins, as long as he is within the range of Loulan, he can be protected by the power of the dragon veins, forming a layer of light purple chakra coat around the body, which can easily block the damage of ordinary physical techniques.

"I have dragon veins protecting me. Ordinary physical skills can't shake me at all. Ugh~"

But this time, he hit a wall. The monk's big face was hit squarely by Zuo Ling's small fist.
The nose bridge, which was originally quite high, was sunken by the punch, and blood gushed out from the nose instantly.

"I see that you are a woman, so I will only give you three moves. Come on, come on, there are still two moves left."

Enduring the pain on his face, Shamen covered his nose and stiffened his neck to continue talking stubbornly.

Hearing this, Zuo Ling didn't tolerate him anymore. A burst of primitive force burst out from the power reactor in his body. Several arms grew out from his back, wrapped in light blue light, and attacked Shamen's fat face left and right.

"Pah~Bang~Pee~Dong~"

"what……"

After a burst of crackling sounds, a painful wail was heard from deep in the desert.
The monk who was beaten into a pig's head by Zuo Ling lay on his back on the sand. His narrow eyes were completely covered by swollen eye sockets, and only the gurgling stream flowed slowly from the middle.
"Wow, wow, wow~ Why did you only hit my face? What if I'm disfigured?"

The only injured part of his body was his face. He opened his swollen and red sausage-like mouth. Even though his eyes could not be seen, Uchiha Gin could see the deep confusion from his unrecognizable face.

"Well, Zuo Ling is a fully automatic puppet. I'm not sure. Maybe it's because your face is too sarcastic~"

Uchiha Gin, who had just received the system's +1 energy point reminder, waved his hand to recall Zuo Ling, who looked unsatisfied, and walked to Shamon, who was in tears.

Looking at the blue dragon on the other person's head that had turned into a pig worm, he suppressed his inner smile and said with "sincere" apology,

"Brother Shamen, I'm so sorry. Zuo Ling didn't hit you hard enough, but you should be fine. Your face is disfigured, which is equivalent to plastic surgery."

"Woooooo~"

The monk, who had lost all desire in life, could only stare at the scorching sun in the sky and shed tears of the pain of growing up.

"Mr. Yin, are you really not going to stay a few more days?"

In front of the gate of Loulan Camp, in order to hide his ugliness, Shamen tightly wrapped his swollen face like a pig's head with a large towel. Looking at Uchiha Gin who was ready to go, a muffled voice came out from under the towel.
"Brother Shamen, you and I hit it off right away. We should have been drinking wine and talking about the world, but unfortunately, the war happened and I couldn't bear to see my family worrying, so I had to leave first. I hope that when we meet next time, the storm in the Wind Kingdom will have settled down and the world will be at peace."

Carrying a large bag of specialties given by the monks, Uchiha Gin tightened the dry food hanging on his body, his tone full of reluctance.
The brothers from the Wind Country are so honest and simple that I can't bear to continue to cheat them here.

"With your good words, the wind in the Wind Country will stop."

Hearing this, Shamen made up his mind and immediately reached out to Uchiha Gin.
"Mr. Yin, thank you!"

"Well, you're quite polite."

Although he was a little confused by the sudden thanks, Uchiha Gin still politely extended his hand and shook it.

"Although you have a puppet with you, Mr. Yin, I am still a little worried. Let him lead you to the nearby avenue."

After saying goodbye, Shamen waved behind him, and a familiar figure walked over obediently. It was the ninja guarding the gate.

"Mr. Yin, just leave the rest of the journey to me. I can walk around here with my eyes closed."

The lavender-haired guard patted his chest and assured him that he was the man known as the living map of the desert.

"Okay, then I'll trouble you~" Seeing this, Uchiha Gin couldn't continue to refuse, and nodded to the guard.

"If the mountains don't move, the water will. We'll see you in Jianghu~"

Turning his back to the monk and waving his hand, Uchiha Gin followed the guard and walked into the rolling desert.

"Mr. Yin, next time we meet, I will show you a brand new Shamen."

Looking at Uchiha Gin's departing back, Shamen clenched his fists and swore secretly in his heart. Then he turned his head and looked at the black tower standing in the center of Loulan Camp. The struggle in his eyes turned into determination.

"Loulan is really too small."

Although Shamen is respected in Loulan as a member of the dragon-protecting clan, the black tower he guards has also become a cage that imprisons him.

Blinded by false glory, I am not a truly strong man as I cannot even defeat Mr. Yin's puppet.

He still had great ambitions that he wanted to realize, and the secluded Loulan was not his final destination after all.

"Well, let me test your ability!"

The monk, who was already thinking of leaving, thought of the name Uchiha Gin had mentioned. He decided to give it a try and see if the man named Reito was qualified to unify the ninja world of the Wind Country.

The purple-haired guard led Uchiha Gin across a barren plain. After turning three or two, they came to a road with ruts. The exhausted guard panted, pointed in a direction, and said to the man behind him who looked normal,

"Huh~ Mr. Yin, this is the official road of the Wind Country. If we follow that direction, we will reach the next town."

"It's so fast, thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I don't know how much more detour I would have to take~"

Rolling his eyes helplessly, Uchiha Gin still thanked the guard who had worked so hard for half a day with a grateful tone.

Thank you so much, if it weren't for you, I would have been home now.

"No, no, you are Captain Shamen's friend, this is what I should do."

The purple-haired guard waved his hands repeatedly, signaling Uchiha Gin to not be polite.

"It seems that you admire Shamenlaodi very much~"

While Uchiha Gin was calculating his route home, he was chatting with the guard who was resting on the spot.
"Of course. Captain Shamen is my idol. As his number one follower, I go wherever he goes!"

When the purple-haired guard talked about Shamen, his eyes couldn't stop sparkling with stars, and he looked like a senior fan.

"Yes, very energetic! By the way, I remember you just had a baby girl."

Looking at the other person's lavender hair, Uchiha Gin suddenly thought of the other person's daughter who would shine in the future, so he asked,

"Hehe, Mr. Gin has a really good memory. Our little Chiyo will be one month old in a few days."

Speaking of his daughter, the guard's eyes showed tenderness.
"Hey, it's almost a full moon. Look, I didn't bring any gifts when I went out~"

Uchiha Gin searched up and down but found nothing. After thinking for a while, he reached into the system bag and took out a purple short stick. After taking a look at it, he handed it to the guard in front of him.

"Here, give this to your daughter as a full-month gift. Please don't despise it."

"Ah? No, no, it's too expensive!"

The guard who subconsciously took the short stick felt that it was heavy in his hand. He looked closely and found that there was a purple disc gem inlaid on the short stick.

The edge of the item was carved with a ferocious dragon made of an unknown silver metal. Seeing such an exquisite object, the guard immediately declined, saying it was too expensive.

"No, there's no reason to take back what you've given away."

Uchiha Gin waved his hand and pushed the useless stick back. He had a bunch of these things in his bag anyway, so it would be just right to give it to the little girl.

"Then I will take over Mr. Silver on behalf of Qian."

The guard had no choice but to put the exquisite stick in his arms and thanked him repeatedly.

"Okay, you take a rest first, I have to go home quickly~"

Seeing that the matter was done, Uchiha Gin did not linger any longer. After saying hello to the guards, he turned around and disappeared on the road.

"Hey? What happened?"

Uchiha Gin had just left, and the guards who returned to Loulan saw the messy crowd in front of the camp gate and approached in surprise.
"Captain Shamen, where are you going?"

After asking his colleagues, he learned that Captain Shamen was leaving Loulan. Surprised, he quickly squeezed into the crowd and found Shamen in the center. He asked the burly man,
"I'm going to change the Kingdom of Wind. Do you want to come with me?"

The monk who was going to look for Reto started recruiting this former loyal subordinate.
"I do! Our family will follow Captain Shamen until death!"

(End of this chapter)