Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

The examiners, Yokura, Yamato, and Kabuto, ascended the high platform side by side to preside over the first written exam.

Yekura stood on the left, arms crossed, her aura as a scorching ninja concealed within, but her eyes, having endured the brutal baptism of war in the Land of Wind, still carried a sharp edge that made people afraid to look directly at her.

Yamato stood in the center, took a deep breath, and scanned the dark mass of people below. His expression was calm and unwavering. He didn't waste any words; instead, he slowly formed a hand seal in front of his chest, then slammed his hands onto the ground.

"Wood Release: Linked Pillars Technique!"

Rumble—!

With a deep, heavy rumble, the solid ground of the entire venue seemed to tremble slightly. Under the astonished gazes of everyone, the flat stone slab in the center of the venue began to bulge and deform, emitting a creaking sound as wood rapidly grew and rubbed against each other.

Thick wooden pillars burst from the ground, extending upwards as if they were alive, intertwining and splicing together. Wooden planks extend from both sides of the pillars to form tabletops, while wooden strips are woven beneath the tabletops to form a sturdy support.

In just a few breaths, sets of brand-new tables and chairs made of pure wood appeared as if they had come to life, neatly and quickly arranged and precisely placed in front of each candidate.

The entire room fell silent instantly.

Those examinees from remote, small countries had never seen such miraculous ninjutsu before. They were all dumbfounded, their mouths agape, forgetting even to breathe. Trembling, they reached out and touched the still-warm wooden table in front of them, feeling the real texture, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Even some ninjas from the four great nations abandoned their relaxed and arrogant expressions, revealing an unprecedented solemnity and apprehension in their eyes.

Wood Release.

That legendary bloodline limit unique to Hashirama Senju, who quelled the chaos of the Warring States period, established the ninja village system, and was revered as the "God of Shinobi."

That power that once suppressed an era and made the entire ninja world tremble.

Now, it has reappeared before the world.

Kabuto adjusted his glasses, the lenses reflecting a white light that obscured the fleeting, profound meaning in his eyes. He stepped forward, a gentle, harmless smile on his face, but his words sent a chill down the spines of all the examinees:

"Welcome everyone to the first session of this year's Chunin Exams—the written exam."

His voice wasn't loud, but in the quiet, almost silent hall, it carried clearly to everyone's ears.

"The rule is simple: we will not provide paper and pens."

"You will need to find all the answers yourselves."

"You can use any means necessary—ninjutsu, genjutsu, taijutsu, even bribery—as long as you don't get caught by the proctor, it's all a test of your skills."

"but--"

The smile on his face became somewhat meaningful, and the slight upward curve of his lips carried a chilling undertone.

"If caught cheating, or leaving your seat without permission..."

"Eliminated immediately."

As soon as the words were spoken, one of the candidates seemed impatient, or perhaps wanting to show off his "bravery" and "unruliness" to his classmates. He pursed his lips and muttered something under his breath:

"What kind of ridiculous rules are these? They don't even provide paper and pens, how are people supposed to write anything..."

Before the words were finished—

"hiss--!"

A gigantic python, its entire body covered in dark brown scales, suddenly sprang from the ground beneath his feet without warning! It opened its blood-red maw, revealing four sharp, dagger-like fangs, its tongue flicking in and out, emitting a chilling hiss. In an instant, its thick, powerful body coiled around the examinee, lifting him high into the air!

The examinee turned deathly pale with fright, screaming repeatedly and flailing his arms and legs wildly in the air, but dared not struggle any further, for fear of angering the giant python and being swallowed whole or strangled to death.

The entire venue fell into a deathly silence once again.

All the candidates subconsciously swallowed, suppressing any lingering contempt or wishful thinking in their hearts.

Kabuto Yakushi maintained his smile, as if nothing had happened. He gently adjusted his glasses and said in a gentle tone:

"Then, the written test shall begin."

"Good luck to everyone."

More than 600 candidates lowered their heads in unison, looking at the blank exam paper in front of them.

Some people had cold sweat on their foreheads, some had shifty eyes, some had begun to secretly form hand seals, trying to steal information with ninjutsu, while others closed their eyes, seemingly sensing something.

The air was thick with tension and solemnity.

The first exam has officially begun.

Outside the examination hall, the giant viewing area was packed to capacity.

The venue was packed with people, and the noise was deafening. Spectators, nobles, merchants, and ordinary citizens from the five major powers and dozens of smaller countries filled every inch of the viewing area.

In the very center of the venue, a huge crystal display screen, made with Konoha's latest technology, was broadcasting every detail of the examination room in real time.

The clarity of the image and the comprehensiveness of the angles left everyone who saw this technology for the first time in awe.

"What...what is this?!"

"The image... how can the image move?! And so clearly?!"

"When did Konoha come up with something like this?!"

Amidst the crowd, gasps of amazement and murmurs rose and fell, never ceasing.

Many ninjas from other ninja villages wore expressions of disbelief.

In their minds, ninja villages should focus on improving individual strength, mastering ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu, and cultivating powerful combat forces. Technology is something ordinary people would tinker with, completely incompatible with the ninja world.

But Konoha has created this huge "technological screen" that can broadcast images in real time.

Moreover, judging from the degree of popularization and the maturity of the technology, it is clearly not something that can be achieved overnight.

This shows that while Konoha was vigorously developing its military power, it also invested a lot of resources in developing technology and embracing the changes of the times.

This made those ninja villages that adhered to tradition feel an indescribable sense of unfamiliarity and... unease.

And when the scene of Yamato using Wood Release: Linked Pillars Technique to create a complete set of tables and chairs out of thin air was broadcast throughout the entire audience—

The entire viewing area erupted in uproar!

"Wood Release?!"

"That's Wood Release?! Hashirama Senju's Wood Release?!"

"Impossible! Hashirama Senju is long dead! How could someone still know Wood Release?!"

"Who is that ninja?! When did Konoha get another ninja who knows Wood Release?!"

Countless shocked gazes focused on the huge screen, on the figure of the man who had used Wood Release.

Hashirama Senju, the Hokage of that era, single-handedly suppressed the entire Warring States period with his unique Wood Release techniques, forcing all the Tailed Beasts to submit. He established the ninja village system, laid the foundation for the Five Great Nations, and was revered throughout the ninja world as the "God of Shinobi."

His name and his legend still circulate in the ninja world today.

And now, Wood Release has reappeared in the world.

Even though the Wood Release technique used by the ninja in the scene didn't seem as devastating as the legendary Hashirama Senju, and only created a few sets of tables and chairs—some people jokingly called it "five rooms and three halls"—the meaning behind it sent chills down the spines of all discerning people.

Konoha actually has a ninja who knows Wood Release!

Moreover, they chose this moment, on the highly anticipated stage of the Chunin Exams, to reveal this trump card in a high-profile manner.

This is undoubtedly a blatant declaration to the entire ninja world—

Konoha possesses Wood Release.

Konoha possesses absolute confidence and dominance.

The faces of the Jonin leading the teams from each ninja village and the intelligence agents lurking in the stands instantly turned extremely grim. They secretly made encrypted hand gestures, using secret techniques or summoning beasts to urgently transmit this crucial information to their respective villages.

Originally, a Hokage named Uchiha Yo, who possessed the Uchiha bloodline, awakened the Rinnegan Mangekyou Sharingan, and whose strength was unfathomable, was already enough to instill fear in the entire ninja world.

Now, another Senju clan ninja with Wood Release has emerged in Konoha.

The Uchiha and Senju clans, two legendary families that once ended the Warring States period, have their powers converge once again in Konoha.

Could this be... a repeat of history?

Could it be that Konoha is about to sweep across the entire ninja world again, just like when Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha joined forces?

On the high platform, Tsunade slowly stood up.

Today she wore a well-fitting grey kimono with a white haori over it, and her long golden hair shimmered in the sunlight. Standing there, with just this simple movement, she naturally exuded a powerful aura and majesty befitting one of the "Three Ninja," the Senju Princess.

She spoke in front of everyone, her voice clear and steady, amplified so that it resonated throughout the entire venue:

"Everyone, I'm sure you're all curious about that ninja who just used Wood Release."

"Then let me formally introduce myself."

She turned slightly to the side, pointing to Yamato, who stood with his hands behind his back at the edge of the examination room below the platform:

"His name is Yamato. He was originally a Root ninja in the Konoha Anbu. After the Hokage personally verified and confirmed that he is indeed a member of my Senju clan, with pure Senju blood flowing through his veins, and has mastered the pure Wood Release Kekkei Genkai."

"Now, he has been officially promoted to the position of Jonin of Konoha."

These words caused another uproar in the room.

A member of the Senju clan! A pure Wood Release bloodline limit!

This is not some defective product manufactured in a laboratory, but a genuine Wood Release ninja who has inherited the bloodline of the Senju!

Countless gazes once again focused on Yamato, filled with shock, fear, inquiry, and... greed.

Just then, Uchiha Yao's voice slowly rang out. He didn't stand up, remaining seated in the main seat on the high platform. His voice was calm, yet carried an undeniable authority, clearly reaching everyone's ears:

"Yamato's Wood Release is pure, but his chakra reserves are still insufficient. Compared with the First Hokage, there is still a significant gap, and he needs to continue to refine it."

"but--"

He changed the subject, his tone still calm, but it sent a chill down the spines of everyone who had been listening intently:

"This is enough to prove that the bloodline of Konoha has not been severed."

"Konoha's foundation goes far beyond this."

He didn't say anything more, but it was precisely these words, which left room for interpretation, that made the intelligence personnel in each village even more anxious and started to speculate wildly.

Uchiha Yao's gaze slowly swept over the empty seats on the high platform, each engraved with the symbol of one of the five Kage villages. Then, he spoke again, his voice resounding throughout the entire area:

"Konoha will make this Chunin Exam completely open and transparent throughout the entire process."

He raised his hand and pointed to the huge crystal display screen:

"Everything inside the examination room will be presented to you in real time through this 'sky screen'."

"Konoha will not cheat in the exam, nor will it show favoritism to any side. The performance of all examinees will be exposed to the light of day and scrutinized by the entire ninja world."

"at the same time--"

He paused, a glint of shrewdness flashing in his eyes:

"Konoha will open up high-priced tickets for the match, set up a nationwide betting pool, and invite daimyo, dignitaries, and merchants from all countries to come and watch the match."

"Through this competition, we aim to attract resources from all sides and boost Konoha's reputation."

"To establish the prestige of the number one village in the ninja world through openness, fairness, and transparency."

These words made the expressions of the village leaders even more complicated.

Originally, they instructed the participating genin from their respective villages to conceal their strength, train discreetly, and be prepared to concede defeat if they encountered a strong opponent, thus saving their trump cards and not revealing their strength too early.

But now, it's being streamed live the whole time!

Everyone's actions will be magnified before the entire ninja world!

The strength of an individual and the demeanor of a team will be directly linked to the reputation of their respective ninja village!

If you lose in front of everyone, or even behave in a pathetic and embarrassing way, you will not only lose face for yourself, but for the entire village!

This is simply... roasting them over a fire!

The village leaders cursed Konoha for being cunning, but they had to admit that this move was indeed brilliant.

On the high platform, when Tsunade heard the words "a gambling game for everyone," her eyes lit up instantly.

It was a gleam like that of a hungry beast spotting its prey.

"gambling?!"

She abruptly turned her head to look at Uchiha Yao, her eyes burning with fierce fighting spirit and desire:

"Yao! This is great! I definitely want to participate!"

She had already started calculating in her mind which candidates seemed like dark horses, which teams might pull off an upset, and how to calculate the odds to maximize her profits...

However, Shizune, who had been silently following behind her, cautiously tugged at her sleeve and whispered a reminder:

"Lady Tsunade... your salary for this month was... all gambled away a couple of days ago..."

Tsunade's arrogance instantly deflated as if doused with a bucket of cold water.

She blinked, the excitement on her face quickly fading, replaced by embarrassment and guilt. She turned to Shizune, trying to explain, "Um... Shizune, that was... a strategic investment..."

Shizune didn't speak, but just looked at her with her innocent big eyes, her gaze full of distrust.

Tsunade was defeated.

She turned her head to look at Uchiha Yao, who sat upright in the main seat, her expression instantly shifting to one of pitiful grievance. She lowered her head slightly, clasped her hands together in a pleading gesture, and her voice softened:

"Yao..."

"Look...that...my allowance for this month..."

"Could I... receive a small advance?"

Uchiha Yao sighed helplessly as he looked at her like this.

This is not the first time.

Tsunade is good in every way—strong, skilled in medicine, and highly respected—except when it comes to gambling, she has absolutely no self-control. Every time she hears about a betting game, she gets all excited, like she's on steroids, and there's no stopping her.

He picked up the teacup, took a small sip, then put it down and slowly began to explain to her:

"The funds of each of Konoha's major clans have clear annual budgets and allocations. The expansion of the medical department, the upgrading of facilities at the Ninja Academy, the procurement of equipment for the Anbu, the maintenance of the village's infrastructure... every penny has its purpose."

"Even the Hokage cannot arbitrarily misappropriate public funds to use as gambling money for you."

Tsunade listened, her expression of grievance deepening. She pouted slightly, lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling gently, adopting a sorrowful look, and her voice carrying a hint of melancholy:

"Sigh... I know... I was just... saying it offhand..."

"Anyway... I'm used to it... From childhood to adulthood, I've never gotten what I wanted..."

If an unsuspecting outsider saw her like this, they would probably think she had suffered a great injustice and was a pitiful little thing with no one to love or care for her.

However, the people of Konoha present were already quite used to her tricks.

Only Senju Nawaki, the head of the Anbu standing not far away, couldn't help but twitch his eyes and tremble slightly when he saw his older sister in this state.

He really wanted to rush up to her, shake her shoulders, and yell: "Sis! You're one of the Legendary Sannin! You're one of the highest-ranking members of Konoha! You're the princess of the Senju clan! Can't you have some dignity?! Can't you stop acting like this just for a few coins?!"

But he dared not.

Because he knew that if he actually did that, the next second, his own sister would punch him and send him flying, embedding him in the wall so tightly that he couldn't be pried out.

He could only silently and sincerely admire his brother-in-law, Uchiha Yao, who could so calmly deal with his domineering older sister.