Naruto: I, Shikotsumyaku, Byakugan Princess

The light lasted for less than two minutes before dimming.

It's like the source of energy has dried up, turning from deep and cold ashes to a light gray-white, until finally it becomes pure white.

A clear white light flashed before everyone's eyes and then disappeared, deflated like a popped balloon, and everyone squinted as if their pupils were being stung.

Open your eyes again:
The crimson sunset hung in the sky, still dazzling and radiant. A gentle breeze rustled through the lush foliage of the forest. Everything before my eyes was exactly the same as before the gray light appeared, as if the gray that had just covered the sky was merely a collective illusion.

"it's over!"

Maki let out a soft sigh.

He didn't know what he was worried about, as if a great terror was hidden in that layer of gray light, and just looking at it made people feel breathless.

"Whoosh!"

Before he could give the order, Gaara, with his arms crossed, took the lead and ran towards Konoha, completely disregarding the potential dangers.

"Hey, Gaara!"

Unexpectedly, her younger brother went mad at the crucial moment. Temari was anxious and picked up her giant fan to follow closely behind. Many Sand Village ninjas could only follow helplessly as they quickly passed over the heads of the Grass Village ninjas.

The Kusagakure ninja grinned, clearly displeased.

"Let's go take a look. If Konoha is destroyed, we might be able to find some treasures!"

The unassuming Grass Village Jonin at the head of the group stroked his chin, his eyes darting around, clearly inheriting the Grass Village's fine tradition of tasting everything he saw to check its saltiness.

He wanted to take advantage of the situation, but was also worried that these lawless genin would cause trouble outside. So he carefully instructed them: "Follow behind Sunagakure and try not to get into any conflicts with them."

"Yes!"*n
The Kusagakure genin curled their lips into cruel smiles; they naturally understood what the jonin captain meant.

Let these idiots from Sunagakure scout ahead for them, while they reap the benefits from behind. The so-called "avoiding conflict as much as possible" means that conflict can break out when they encounter something good.

As expected of a senior who could advance to Chunin by defeating Konoha and Sunagakure ninjas in the Joint Exams, his words were full of profound meaning.

I wonder how good the village's genin's reading comprehension was. The jonin from Kusagakure was the first to leap to the treetop, glance around, and then lead the group toward Konoha.

He had to protect these genin. Every genin who could be sent to participate in the Chunin Exams was a potential jonin from the village. They came to participate in the exams mainly to broaden their horizons. No matter which exam they reached, they would have a chance to be promoted to chunin upon returning to the village.

For example, he once entered the second exam and survived for two days, making him the ninja who lasted the longest among all the Kusagakure ninjas that year. After returning, he was directly promoted to Chunin.

To boost the confidence of the village's ninjas, they told Kusagakure that he had successfully advanced in the joint exams, and that not only him, but all the ninjas who advanced in the joint Chunin Exams were fake!
"They're all gone."

Karin jumped onto the branch with the group, only to find the two timid "older sisters" still whispering to each other behind her. She kindly reminded them, but when they didn't respond, she pouted and quickly caught up with the group.

"So you've finally given up on that unrealistic plan?"

Watching Karin and the others walk away, Danzo secretly rejoiced as he looked at the hesitant Orochimaru.

He truly didn't want to return to Konoha. No one knew better than him how powerful Hiruzen Sarutobi's Adamantine Staff was. The pressure from Ash Blossom was no less than that from a young Hiruzen. If he and Orochimaru fought Hiruzen and his master, they would basically be throwing their lives away!
Having no time to pay attention to Danzo, Orochimaru looked up at the distant sky, his tongue probing the air with his lips. Although he was far from Konoha, his modified sensory abilities were already giving him frantic warnings.

That layer of light... it's somewhat like the Yin-Yang Escape Technique of the legendary Sage of Six Paths!

Could it be that Ash Glass has successfully cracked the secret of the Bamboo Cutter Treasure? That must be it, the Bamboo Cutter Treasure can only be cracked by someone with the bloodline of the Bamboo Cutter clan!
A glint of greed flashed in Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils. Relying on his superior survival skills, Orochimaru licked his lips and charged forward. Danzo could only curl his lip and follow behind the Grass Ninja with Orochimaru, while secretly releasing part of the sealing technique on his right hand.

If anything goes wrong, he'll definitely betray his teammates and run away.

The ninjas were incredibly fast, and they traversed the rugged mountain path that stretched for dozens of kilometers in no time.

Gaara and the others at the front had already seen the cordon around Konoha Village, and immediately stopped and stood on the treetops to observe.

Rows of Konoha ninjas wearing Chunin vests stood in the forest, seemingly blending into the lush green trees. The leader, with a goatee and a cigarette dangling from his mouth, appeared calm, but the half-burnt ash on the cigarette betrayed his inner turmoil.

On the dirt road below, three distinct teams of ninjas, dressed in different styles, stood in front of the guard, confronting the Konoha ninjas.

The people from Kumogakure, Tsuchigakure, and Kirigakure have all arrived!

Seeing so many worthy opponents, Gaara's eyes were bloodshot, and his breathing became heavy. Temari, who had caught up, quickly took his hand to comfort him and gently patted his back to calm him down.

soon.

The Grass Village ninjas also arrived at the cordon one after another. Seeing the ninjas of the five great nations gathered below, they quickly stopped, leaving dark shadows on the treetops and branches. Orochimaru and Danzo blended into the crowd and looked particularly ordinary.

"We are Cloud Village ninjas here to take the exam, why won't you let us through!"

Opposite to the Konoha ninja.

A red-haired, dark-skinned, athletic girl from the Hidden Cloud Village, carrying a short sword, clenched her fists, looking quite indignant. Her voice was exaggeratedly loud, instantly echoing through the already dense forest.

The handsome, white-haired black guy next to him, with a lollipop in his mouth, looked up at the sky and kept muttering things like "the world is destroyed...it's all over..." But before he could finish, a tall, blond ninja with the word "hot" tattooed on his right arm covered his mouth with an awkward smile.

The red-haired, hot-tempered woman is Karui, the pessimistic white-haired man is Omoi, and the one with the 'heat' on his shoulder is Atsui. They are the three genin from Kumogakure who are taking the exam.

Maintaining the cordon and keeping everyone outside, Sarutobi Asuma, already in a bad mood and anxious about the situation inside the village, became even more furious upon hearing the words of these Cloud Village ninjas:

"Konoha will not be destroyed, and the sky will not fall!"

Asuma's voice echoed through the forest. These words were not only for the Cloud Village ninjas, but also brought some peace of mind to the Konoha ninjas who were worried about the safety of their families in the village.

Sarutobi Asuma was not only an elite Jonin in the village, but his father was also the Third Hokage, Sarutobi Hiruzen. His words were always more credible than those of others.

At least that's how they convince themselves.

Sensing that the Konoha ninja behind him, who seemed to have calmed down, Asuma immediately released a thick cloud of smoke from his nostrils.

The strange gray light emanating from the village was of unknown origin, but whatever happened, he had to ensure the security perimeter functioned properly, at least to prevent these ninjas from other villages from entering Konoha and causing trouble!
Facing the ever-growing number of ninja from other villages, Sarutobi Asuma mobilized his chakra, took a half-step forward, and loudly proclaimed:
"I have sent someone back to Konoha to ask the Third Hokage for instructions. Once we receive the order, we can let them pass. Please wait here for a moment."

His attitude was neither humble nor arrogant as he spoke, and the faint golden phantom emanating from behind him immediately silenced the ninjas who wanted to rush over to check the situation.

"so troublesome……"

Darui, the Jonin leader of the Cloud Village whose laziness rivals even Kakashi's, casually leaned against a large tree, swaying his neck. His languid posture, coupled with his sleepy, punchable expression, made him look like some random thug, but no one present would underestimate this man known as the 'Raikage's Second Right Hand'.

"That's... the Welcome Thousand-Handed Killer?"

The ninja leading the group from the Land of Earth looked at the golden phantom behind Sarutobi Asuma and muttered to himself. The phantom was wearing bright red armor, a straw hat, and a mask. His tone was extremely cold, but it gave people the illusion of being sweltering.

"Senior Han, do you recognize the opponent's ninjutsu?"

Having finally managed to leave the village, and arriving at the legendary Konoha, Kurotsuchi's beautiful face showed great interest.

She was dressed in a cheongsam-like outfit, her long legs dazzlingly white. Akatsuchi stood behind her as her bodyguard, his physique as robust as a mountain. The abstract combination of beauty and beast drew frequent glances from the surrounding ninjas.

"I encountered one once... a talent from the Immortal Clan..."

Steam Ninja Han has sharp eyes, and wisps of scorching white steam rise from inside his armor, turning the green leaves at his feet yellow.

The last village, Kirigakure, had the fewest people. The four of them hid far away, like an isolated island adrift from the mainland.

"Everyone here is so strong!"

Chojuro, with his short blue hair and square-framed glasses, wore a striped jacket that resembled a hospital gown. If it weren't for the twin swords Hiramekarei strapped to his back, he would have looked every bit the model student at the ninja academy.

However, this top student seemed somewhat lacking in confidence.

"Hey, you're the only one among us to inherit the Ninja Sword, so how about a little confidence boost?" Hozuki Suigetsu had jagged teeth and a somewhat cold and deep smile, but his words were surprisingly cheerful.

"Okay~"

Chojuro clenched his fists, trying to rouse himself, but could not hide his inexplicable inferiority complex.

"cut!"

With her long, reddish-brown hair braided into a vertical plait and her sharp, cleaving teeth clearly showing her dissatisfaction, Ringo Ameyuri said, "If Raito Kiba weren't in Kirigakure, I could have become one of the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist long ago."

Hozuki Suigetsu pursed his lips.

Who is not?

If the Seven Ninja Swordsmen hadn't either died or defected, and if their precious swords hadn't been lost one after another, he would have been able to obtain his own sword long ago.

That's what he was thinking, but he didn't dare to argue with Ringo Amori at all.

Water-based techniques are most vulnerable to lightning release, and the opponent is a lightning release prodigy, a once-in-a-century talent in Kirigakure. Their expertise is a perfect match.

With the help of the Ninja Sword, and Ringo Ameyuri being extremely restrained by him, Chojuro, the genius boy of the Hozuki clan, was actually the weakest in the team, which was truly frustrating!
I really want to cut something!
Hozuki Suigetsu gazed at the three groups not far away, his eyes darting back and forth between Akatsuchi, who was tall and strong like a mountain, and Gaara, who exuded a murderous aura.

Don't ask him why he doesn't watch Cloud Village ninjas. It's not that he's afraid of lightning release; it's just that those Cloud Village ninjas who are proficient in swordsmanship and lightning release are not his type!

"Three elite Jonin... six special Jonin, one Jonin... two Jinchuriki..."

At this moment, a soft muttering came from behind Shuiyue. He turned around in confusion and saw Qingzheng secretly opening his Byakugan to observe the enemy situation with one hand forming a hand seal. His face had become extremely ugly.

"Teacher Qing, what are you muttering about?"

Hozuki Suigetsu wasn't particularly fond of this Byakugan assassin; his dream was to revitalize the Seven Ninja Swordsmen of the Mist, and only ninjas skilled in swordsmanship could earn his approval.

Ao, being a sensory-type ninja, is clearly not included in this category.

With a casual wave of his hand, Ao had no time to pay attention to Suigetsu. He pushed his Byakugan power to its limit, and the chakra reactions of all the ninjas around him were clearly visible.

The three Genin from Kumogakure are all Special Jonin—a contradictory statement, yet it is the reality.

The long-legged girl from Tsuchikakushi is a Special Grade Rank 1, and that tall, muscular one is even more directly a Jonin. That old bastard Onoki has no shame at all.

In comparison, Sunagakure is even more shameless.

The Five-Tails Jinchuriki of other villages is a Jonin leading the team, while Sunagakure sends out the One-Tails Jinchuriki to participate in the competition. Not only that, but the two people next to him are a Special Jonin and a puppeteer! As we all know, a puppeteer's combat ability has little to do with the amount of chakra, but only with the quality of the puppets and the number of puppets they can operate.

There's even a red-haired girl in the Grass Village with elite Jonin-level chakra, about twice as much as him, which is just outrageous!

These genin are all monsters!

Ao gritted his teeth. If it weren't for his striking physical features, he would have wanted to participate in the Chunin Exams. But then he suddenly realized with a heavy heart that even if he participated, he might not necessarily win...

Fortunately, Chojuro and the others were sent!
Looking at his three special Jonin, he couldn't help but feel a little fortunate.

When the Mizukage initially decided on the list of examinees, he thought it was like using a cannon to kill a mosquito, but now it seems that the other party was more prescient.

If those ordinary genin were really sent here, there would be no need for them to embarrass themselves in Konoha. He could pack his things and head home right now.

While thinking, Ao continued to use his Byakugan to help Chojuro and the other two gather intelligence. Since the other side was so monstrous that they had sent out a Jinchuriki, he also had to do some underhanded tricks for his own ninjas.

When it comes to using any means necessary, the Hidden Mist Sect is no less ruthless than anyone else!
With his invisible eye power, Qing meticulously scanned the surrounding ninjas, meticulously noting everything from their chakra reactions and hidden weapons to their concealed spatial scrolls and muscular and skeletal strength. He recited everything carefully, not daring to miss a single detail, until he scanned two special ninjas…

"Ok?"

With a soft exclamation, Qing frowned and looked at the two young female ninjas mixed in with the grass ninjas on the treetop. His usually invincible eye technique seemed to be blocked by something, unable to penetrate their bodies at all.

He suddenly looked up in the direction of the two of them.

The two female ninjas from Kusagakure, who were wearing straw hats and looking towards Konoha, paused simultaneously before slowly and mechanically looking over.

One person stretched out their tongue and licked the corner of their mouth, their golden vertical pupils like a ferocious beast ready to devour its prey; another person had a single, narrow, and cold eye like a knife, its dark, lifeless pupils seeming to conceal an abyss.

The moment the two saw Qing, their eyes narrowed slightly in thought, then, as if remembering something, their gazes turned into a chilling greed.

Gulu.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily, and Qing felt his scalp tingle from the murderous aura! (End of Chapter)