Konoha: My peaceful life was betrayed by the system.

Seemingly influenced by Tokito and Amado, Minato, a boy who was only a teenager, also developed a liking for hot tea.

But honestly, a cup of hot tea in winter is incredibly comforting.

"Seeing Yahiko and Konan's fight, are you itching to join in?" Torifu asked casually.

This casual question struck a nerve with Minato: "Ahem... there are some, indeed."

The tournament was limited to ninjas under the age of fourteen, so how could Minato not know that this was to restrict him?

Watching the battles between ninjas of similar age to him on the field, Minato felt a surge of urge to join in and have a match himself.

According to the interpretation of the wind, this is youthful vigor, a characteristic of teenagers.

Even if Minato is usually humble and polite, he must still have such ambition.

Not to mention a genius like Minato, who would definitely want to spar with other ninjas who have the title of genius.

"As your older brother, I naturally understand you. I've already started planning to renovate the Chunin Exam venue and turn it into an arena. Then you can go there to spar."

Qu Feng smiled and said, "And there will definitely be ninjas from other villages who come here because of your reputation, so there's no need to worry about a lack of opponents."

Minato's face lit up with joy; he hadn't expected that this was actually a decision made by his elder brother for his sake.

"Thank you, brother."

There is no need for thanks between us.

Minato was already very famous in the village, especially among the new generation of ninjas, no one could surpass him.

He is already the undisputed next Hokage, a fact that even the heads of the various clans have anticipated.

But if Minato takes over, people will definitely compare him to Torifu.

Everything that Tokichi did was unparalleled, even by Hashirama, and naturally, Minato couldn't compare either.

So, the wind decided to build this arena so that Minato could go in and spar with ninjas from all over.

He earned a formidable reputation, ensuring that the villagers would not look down on him.

Although it might be overthinking things and going to unnecessary lengths, something is better than nothing.

With a more impressive resume, things will be much easier for Shui Men once he takes the position.

The young Minato was naturally unaware that Torifuku's actions were a precautionary measure to prepare for his succession as the Fourth Hokage.

Because it feels like they have absolutely nothing in common.

However, if he knew, he would be even more grateful to Qu Feng.

If we're talking about how, when he was young, the wind that helped Minato become the Fourth Hokage made him more timid and self-doubting.

Minato now exudes confidence; he believes he can become the Fourth Hokage and sets that as his goal.

The older he got, the deeper his feelings for the village became.

From initially passively believing that he needed to become the Fourth Hokage to relieve his older brother's burdens, he now aims to become Hokage and genuinely wants to do something for the village.

Minato's transformation was remarkable. Torifu watched as a somewhat self-conscious boy grew step by step into the number one genius of Konoha Village.

"By the way, should I make a version of you in your current form and put it in the game? The villagers seem to like you a lot, so it should sell very well."

Minato was a little helpless for a moment. How did the conversation suddenly veer into games? That's quite a leap!

But Minato replied, "Whatever you like, big brother."

The lukewarm reply completely dampened Qu Feng's enthusiasm, and he gave up the idea.

"Mifune's apprentice will be coming to our house this afternoon to spar with Yahiko and the others. If you're interested, you can watch from the sidelines. Samurai techniques might be effective against ninjas."

This was news that Minato found somewhat interesting, as his current training was in a stable phase.

It's a good opportunity to observe the techniques of other schools and see if it can inspire me in any way.

He has completely mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique; now all he needs to do is increase his speed.

This is something that needs to be done gradually; it certainly can't be done in a short time.

Therefore, we need to find ways to improve our skills, and this is a good opportunity.

It's just that we don't know if Haiyuan's strength will allow him to gain any insights. If not, we'll see.

"Okay, brother, I understand. I'll go check it out this afternoon."

Chapter 576 Did you die in the house?

It's a good opportunity to observe the techniques of other schools and see if it can inspire me in any way.

He has completely mastered the Flying Thunder God Technique; now all he needs to do is increase his speed.

This is something that needs to be done gradually; it certainly can't be done in a short time.

Therefore, we need to find ways to improve our skills, and this is a good opportunity.

It's just that we don't know if Haiyuan's strength will allow him to gain any insights. If not, we'll see.

"Okay, brother, I understand. I'll go check it out this afternoon."

Soon, Zhili had prepared lunch, and after everyone had a warm meal in the house, they began to rest.

Although the competition is over, the village is still bustling with activity.

Haiyuan arrived at the Cloud Clan on time in the afternoon. He hadn't thought much of it when he visited with Mifune last time.

This time, coming alone, he seemed a bit reserved, and he spoke to Qu Feng with great respect.

Knowing that continuing the conversation might affect the young samurai's mindset, Toruka sent him to the backyard to spar and train with Yahiko and the others.

Although Haiyuan and Yahiko weren't very familiar with each other, they had at least fought once.

They do have some common topics to discuss.

Since he genuinely came to hone his skills, he took the initiative to chat with Yahiko and Konan.

When Minato heard that they were going to spar, he followed them and found a place to sit down.

If it's useful, he plans to watch it a little longer; if it's not helpful, he'll just treat it as a way to familiarize himself with the samurai's techniques.

In any case, I gained some new knowledge.

Qu Feng was sitting in a rocking chair in the center of the courtyard, drinking tea and basking in the afternoon sun with his eyes closed.

It's been much warmer in Konoha these past few days, and since the wind gatherer isn't afraid of the cold, he's been able to sit still.

"Hey, Anhua, the competition is over. Have all the preparations for the Spring Festival been taken care of? There are only three days left until the Spring Festival."

On the other end of the phone, Nara Anwa said seriously, "Don't worry, Hokage-sama, the houses on both sides of the main street of Konoha Village have already hung red lanterns, and couplets and window decorations have also been pasted up."

“A few families on other streets don’t like paper-cut window decorations and couplets, but I didn’t force them.”

Qu Feng listened and responded, saying that the purpose of holding the Spring Festival was to make the villagers happy, so they should do whatever made them comfortable.

Of course, you can't force people to do things they don't like.

Let alone in a world where the concept of the Spring Festival has never existed, even in the original world, there are people who don't like these things.

Qu Feng respects this.

"Okay, I understand. Just make sure everything on the main street is finished. As for the food vendors, just follow the order from the last festival. There's no need to rearrange them."

Although Qu Feng may seem like he's slacking off, he keeps these things in mind. Now that the New Year is approaching, he definitely needs to give some instructions to avoid overlooking anything.

After making a mental note of it, An Hao replied, "Yes, Lord Hokage, I've got it all. I'll pass it on to the Minister of Commerce."

Once this matter was settled, Qu Feng relaxed, and for a while, he couldn't find anything to distract him.

Now I can lie down comfortably for a while.

Sitting in the courtyard drinking hot tea in the dead of winter, in an ordinary household, one might think the person is crazy.

However, no one in the Cloud Clan stopped the wind-gathering operation; everyone had become accustomed to it.

This habit of sunbathing is almost unwavering.

Chiri firmly believes that even if the world were to be destroyed one day, one should still bask in the sun before gathering wind.

Around dusk, Qu Feng was idly browsing the in-game store, looking for any interesting gadgets or perhaps a new game similar to Naruto.

After searching for a long time, he found nothing, which forced Qu Feng to give up and stop spending calm points to refresh the shop.

The sounds of Jiri and Kushina cooking together came from the kitchen, while Yahiko and the others were practicing their skills in the backyard.

As for Minato, I watched for over an hour but couldn't figure it out, so I decided to give up.

Observing the techniques of a mere samurai like Haiyuan is not as effective as refining chakra to improve his strength.

He was currently in the kitchen helping Kushina.

"Is Amado dead in the house? We haven't seen him all day."

Qu Feng was slightly puzzled; just a few days ago, this guy was always the first one to sit in the room and wait for them when they ate.

I didn't see him at all today.

There was no sign of him at lunchtime. Qu Feng assumed that Amado had fallen back into his old habit of staying up late, so he was a little angry and didn't call him.

It's already evening, why haven't they come out yet?

Qu Feng pondered this in his heart, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that Amado might really be dead in the house.

He then got up to go and check it out.

But to everyone's surprise, the door was opened as soon as they arrived at his house.

"It's done!"

Amado pushed open the door, expecting to be greeted by his family's praise, but was met only by his elder brother's gloomy face.

"Um... Big brother? What's wrong with you?"

Qu Feng took a deep breath and adjusted his mindset: "You haven't shown up all day. I thought you were dead, so I came to see you."

"...Should I be moved?"

Qu Feng rolled her eyes at him: "Alright, stop being so cheeky. Tell me, what did you do all day?"

Upon hearing this, Amado immediately became interested and stepped aside to let Qufeng into the house to talk.