Naruto: The Ninja World's Life Buyer

Chapter 230 The Withering Wind, the Immortal Shadow

three days later.

The Land of Wind, Sunagakure Village.

Yellow sand obscures the sky and blocks out the sun. This village, built deep in the desert, has been tormented by the harsh natural environment for many years.

The offices on the top floor of the Fengying Building.

The Third Kazekage is handling government affairs.

His desk was piled high with headache-inducing documents.

[Reduction in food rations at the front lines in the land of rivers].

Black market grain prices have risen by another 30%.

Application for death or injury compensation.

Fengying rubbed his temples and sighed deeply.

In addition to currency appreciation, the Land of Fire also raised transit tariffs. These bloodless economic blows pushed Sunagakure to the brink of collapse.

If this war is not won, the village of Sunagakure will descend into chaos due to famine.

He is the Wind Shadow. He must send people to the battlefield for the survival of the village.

"Knock knock."

A knock came at the door.

"Enter." Feng Ying resumed his dignified expression.

The door opened.

A red-haired scorpion walked in. He looked somewhat tired, with faint dark circles under his eyes.

"Scorpion, you're back."

A gentle smile appeared on Feng Ying's face. He had always placed high hopes on the most talented puppeteer in the village.

"How's the mission to the Land of Rivers going?"

Scorpion walked to the desk and stopped three steps away.

"It failed."

Scorpion's voice was calm.

"That factory was a trap. It was empty inside, only filled with ambushes."

Fengying frowned.

"A trap? I didn't expect the Takaya Trading Company to be so cautious—"

"But I'm glad you came back safe and sound."

The scorpion remained silent.

Fengying assumed he was blaming himself for the mission's failure.

"Scorpion, don't be discouraged. You're still young. Your parents were in dire straits back then too—"

Please don't mention them.

Scorpion suddenly interrupted Kazekage.

Feng Ying was taken aback. He sensed a chill emanating from the young man.

"Sasori, sacrifice is the ninja's destiny."

Feng Ying said earnestly.

"Your parents died protecting the borders of the Wind Kingdom and securing a passage for food supplies for the village. They were noble."

"noble?"

A mocking smile curled at the corner of Scorpion's mouth.

"Because they were noble, did they deserve to become two rotting corpses?"

Feng Ying's face darkened.

"Scorpion, are you questioning the village's decision?"

"I just find it ridiculous."

The scorpion slowly approached the wind shadow.

"You politicians always send living people to their deaths for your own benefit. After they die, you give them a plaque and say it was noble."

"The body is too fragile. Emotions are too cheap."

"So, I've found something better. Something that won't rot, something that won't be wasted by your excuses."

"What do you want to do?!"

Fengying sensed that something was wrong.

hum!

The chakra around the Kazekage erupted instantly, and countless black iron sands surged from his sleeves, gathering into a dense black cloud.

Magnet Release: Iron Sand Rain!

This was his absolute defense, and also his absolute offense. In this cramped office, with just a thought, these iron pellets could riddle the scorpion with holes.

"Scorpion! For Elder Chiyo's sake, I'll give you one chance to explain. Otherwise—"

Fengying's eyes turned cold.

However, the scorpion offered no explanation.

Feng Ying snorted coldly.

He had a sudden thought and was preparing to use the iron sand to trap the scorpion.

but.

"Well----

Fengying's movements suddenly froze.

He felt the chakra within his body suddenly become incredibly viscous and heavy.

The iron sand, which had been floating in mid-air, lost its magnetic pull and crashed to the floor.

"My chakra—"

Fengying stared wide-eyed in horror.

He tried to forcibly extract chakra, but a tearing pain shot through his meridians. His chakra was locked by some unknown force.

"Chakra suppressor".

"Scorpion said indifferently."

"After vaporization, even a tiny amount can disrupt the chakra circulation of a Kage-level expert for one minute."

"You—" Fengying tried to speak, but his tongue began to go numb.

Not only his chakra, but also his nerves, were out of control.

The transparent neurotoxin, mixed with the inhibitor, had already seeped into his bloodstream through his respiratory tract.

"thump."

Fengying slid off the chair and fell to the ground.

He couldn't move, not even lift a finger. But he was still conscious, his eyes fixed on the scorpion.

Anger, confusion, fear.

"This is the vulnerability of you politicians."

Scorpion walked up to Kazekage and squatted down.

He put on a thin pair of gloves and held a scalpel in his hand.

"Without chakra, you are no different from ordinary people."

"It will hurt, it will bleed, and you can be paralyzed by even a little bit of toxin."

There was no smug satisfaction of revenge in Scorpion's eyes, only a fanaticism for looking at such excellent material.

"Lord Kazekage, do you know what art is?"

Scorpion's scalpel gently sliced open Feng Ying's clothes.

The cold blade pressed against Feng Ying's warm chest.

"Art is not the fleeting sacrifice you speak of."

"Art is eternal."

"Your Magnet Release is very strong. It would be such a waste if it rotted away in the ground along with this body."

laugh.

The scalpel cut open the skin.

Blood gushed out. But due to the effects of the neurotoxin, Feng Ying felt no pain and could only watch helplessly as his body was cut open.

The creatures' fear reached its peak.

"Let me help you preserve this power forever."

Scorpion's voice was as soft as if he were reciting a poem.

"Remove the useless internal organs, drain the putrefying blood, replace it with a steel skeleton, and inject preservatives."

"Your body will no longer be troubled by aging and disease."

"Your magnetic escape technique will become my most perfect collection."

Scorpion's technique was extremely skillful, as if he had practiced it countless times.

In this enclosed office.

A biological modification project is underway.

Chakra threads followed Sasori's fingertips and probed into the Kazekage's central nervous system.

He was forcibly taking control of the body, which was not yet completely dead.

"You no longer need to worry about the village's food supply."

"There's no need to issue those suicide orders anymore."

"From this day forward, you belong only to me."

As the last chakra thread connected to the Kazekage's brain, the Third Kazekage's eyes, which had been filled with rage, lost their luster and became empty, deathly gray.

The strongest Kazekage has come to an end.

Scorpion stood up.

He looked at the body, which had been partially cleaned, with a morbid satisfaction in his eyes.

"Something is still missing—"

Sasori thought of the man named Sousuke, and Hyuga, whose body was covered in bone spurs.

"Better materials —"

Scorpion sealed Kazekage's body into the scroll.

He opened the window.

The sandstorm outside is still raging.

The people of Sunagakure are unaware that their supreme leader has been turned into a human puppet.

"It's time to go."

Scorpion glanced at the village that had given him birth and raised him, yet also brought him endless pain.