My ninjutsu is not right

Chapter 120 Women will only affect my seal
Evening, Ninja Apartment.

"KouKou~"

"Ka~" Temari opened the door, looked at Link standing at the door, smiled and said: "Why, do you want to ask me out?"

Sister, I am only ten years old, almost eleven, and you are already a fifteen-year-old old woman.

Oh, no, the point is, it's inappropriate for a child of this age to talk about dating.

Link said expressionlessly: "Someone wants to see you." As he spoke, he formed a seal and released the summoning technique.

Temari kept her smile on her face, took a half step back, tensed her muscles, and said, "How did you know I live here? I--"

Before she could finish her words, she saw the translucent teacher Maki appear in front of her out of thin air and quickly form seals.

"untie!"

"You two can chat on your own." Link turned and left. "Twenty minutes. Remember to give me the Wind Blade Ninjutsu by then."

He was not interested in the conversation between the two people. Of course, even if he was interested, he probably wouldn't be able to eavesdrop. As a senior ninja, Maki might not be very capable in combat, but if his conversation could be eavesdropped on by someone casually, all these years would have been in vain.

It would be better to just leave immediately.

As for the transaction, it must be a win-win for everyone, and then there will be follow-up. There is no need to destroy your own reputation for a technique and some information that is unlikely to be used.

Maki is already a jonin, so he should know more than just the Wind Blade technique. At the very least, he should know all the wind jutsu that Temari knows. There will definitely be room for other cooperation in the future.

Link went downstairs and returned to his apartment. As soon as he entered the door, he felt it was so small.

I didn't feel anything before, but since I thought about moving, I suddenly discovered all the flaws in my warm little home.

The bedroom is small, integrated with the dining room and kitchen, and looks crowded and messy. The bathroom is also small, and the bathtub is very shabby...

[Start making shadows]

Link took out the Tailed Beast Chakra Cube and started to work on it. He was indeed a little bit afraid that the shadow would gain sanity in the future, but that was too far away.

Creating one more will give him a little more combat power. Just imagine that he can directly summon dozens or even hundreds of shadows during a fight...

Is there anything else to consider?
Even if there are risks, that is a matter for the future. At least now the shadows are still under his control.

Moreover, there are only more than a hundred tailed beast chakra blocks, and a few were wasted during the experiment yesterday. They are still not as many as Naruto's multiple shadow clones.

As for why it is wasted...

He was trying to create shadows with different amounts of the tailed beast's chakra to see if there was any difference, and the answer was absolutely no difference.

As long as the chakra of the tailed beast reaches a certain standard, it can successfully create a shadow. No matter how much chakra the tailed beast has, the strength of the shadow is still similar to him, and his physical strength does not increase at all. However, once the chakra of the tailed beast is less than the standard, the shadow will quickly collapse after a period of time after it goes out independently.

The trouble was, Link had already cut the tailed beast's chakra into cubes of similar size a long time ago. In fact, the amount actually needed was only a little more than half of a cube, but there was no way to divide it any further. The chakra scalpel could only cut, not suture.

After he skillfully created three shadows, most of his strength was gone. He took a breath, and the shadow waiting next to him immediately handed him a ration pill. He opened his mouth and swallowed it, and the shadow on the other side brought him water.

[Somehow I feel a sense of déjà vu…]

[Let’s call you the Black Shadow Corps]

While Link was lying on the bed resting and recovering his strength, he named his shadow army and then heard a knock on the door.

He thought about it, and the shadows lifted him up, helped him put on his clothes, tidied up his messy clothes, carried him to the door, and then returned to his feet. Oh, and two shadows were tidying up the chakra cubes on the table.

[I now understand a little bit why those powerful people like to be carried around]

He opened the door, and Temari, who was standing at the door with a serious expression, handed him a scroll with [Wind] written on it and said, "This is the ninjutsu in the deal."

"Thank you." Link took the scroll, expressed his gratitude insincerely, and was about to close the door.

"Um..." Temari pressed her hand against the door, "Can I see Mr. Maki again?"

She is not a person who dithers. Compared to Asuma who has ideas but dares not express them, she is very straightforward.

"Oh, maybe." Link gave an ambiguous answer. He was willing to waste his chakra every day to summon Sasuke's parents because of friendship and interests.

But the woman in front of him seemed to have no other advantages except that her father was the Kazekage. In terms of strength, she was at most an elite Chunin, and would be able to reach the level of Jonin in three years.

Besides, after the talks are over after a while, he will be sent back to the Sand Village. Basically, we won't have any interactions with him, so there's not much value in making friends with him.

If Gaara said this, he would really consider it.

"If you need ninjutsu, I can..." Temari offered a trade.

"This is a ninjutsu I haven't seen before." Link quickly put on a smile. A fair trade would be different.

It's just a little chakra, it doesn't matter.

"You are really realistic." Temari complained.

Link thought about it and said, "Money is fine." He was indeed short of money. This was the bad thing about being a ninja. There was no way to get money without completing missions.

This is an institutional problem. Whether it is ordinary civilians who produce troublemakers, or powerful people and wealthy businessmen, they have long been accustomed to issuing tasks through the village when there is a need for ninjas.

It’s fast, good, cheap and there’s no chance of being ripped off.

As a result, regular ninjas couldn't get any private work at all, unless they were traitors like Zabuza Momochi, they would take private work secretly.

"Do you think I have money now?" Temari spread her hands. If she had money, she would not have brought her brother to live in a cheap, remote ninja apartment.

As the princess of the Sand Village, theoretically she is not short of money, especially since her father is a gold digger. But unfortunately, she came here for the war and did not bring much money with her. Now she can neither contact the village nor her father is around, so where can she get the money?

"Oh, bye." Link closed the door.

Women will only affect the speed at which he can form seals.

[My physical strength has almost recovered...]

He stretched his body, took a chakra pill in advance, and first performed a fine extraction technique on himself. Constantly squeezing the body to refine chakra would cause certain damage to the body's cells.

It is definitely a good habit to give yourself a shot of the art of extracting fine troubles after practicing every day.

Link didn't have any obsession with immortality, after all, he was only ten years old, but he didn't want to die young.

Refining and evenly dividing the chakra, forming seals, and releasing, another shadow was created. He looked at the nine shadows standing neatly in the room and nodded with satisfaction.

[Keep a dozen tailed beast chakra cubes, and make the rest into shadows...]

(End of this chapter)