I, a cultivator, ended up in the Naruto world.

Meanwhile, the first thing Iwa ninja did after returning to his residence was to investigate Yang Xiang's intelligence.

I never expected to stumble upon such an unexpected reward while doing daily tasks in the Land of Whirlpools.

The genius boy of Konoha must be highlighted.

"Spread out and gather all relevant information, then send it back to the village as soon as possible."

Upon receiving the order, the Iwa ninja sprang into action, infiltrating various parts of Uzushio Village to gather intelligence.

Although the chances of obtaining details about Yangxiang from this location are extremely slim, the necessary research still needs to be done.

The Iwa ninja have always believed in the paramount importance of prudence: if they can trip someone up from behind, they will never confront them head-on.

Once Yang Xiang's information is relayed back, someone will arrange it through the underground bounty agency.

At that time, this genius of Konoha will face endless assassination attempts.

Many formidable enemies were worn down and killed by them in this way.

As he pondered his next move, Ichiro Fujita, the leader of the Iwa ninja, slowly surveyed the village.

Excellent ninjas can often glean information from details; it's a professional habit of theirs.

His steps suddenly stopped.

The four people from Konoha were walking towards us from the other end of the street.

"You're an Iwa ninja, right?"

Fujita Ichiro was startled.

Yang Xiang had already walked up to him.

Upon close observation, the boy, though taller than himself, had a noticeably youthful appearance, probably no more than fourteen years old.

Its importance has been elevated to another level.

"Iwashinobu, Fujita Ichiro. Nice to meet you." He composed himself and responded politely.

"Was it you who stirred up trouble between Uzumaki Kouichi before?"

Fujita Ichiro frowned slightly: "So what if it is?"

He didn't think so.

It was just a few words of provocation, at most it was just gossip behind someone's back. Does Konoha really want to use this to punish someone?

Young people are indeed impulsive.

Because of this question, his opinion of Yang Xiang dropped a notch, and not wanting to get any more involved, he turned to leave.

Did I let you leave?

Suddenly, a foot blocked his path.

……

What does that mean?

Find fault?

Fujita Ichiro, who had been engaged in diplomatic activities for many years, reacted instantly, jumping up and pointing his finger at Yang Xiang, yelling:

"What do you want?! I am an official envoy from the Land of Earth! Do you want to start a war between our two countries?!"

The four members of Konoha had already formed a siege, and the number of onlookers on the street gradually increased.

Seeing his posture, Jiraiya quickly waved his hand:

"Don't get agitated, we didn't mean that..."

Rope Tree secretly tugged at Yang Xiang's sleeve, feeling that Yang Xiang must have this intention.

Brother, calm down!

Yang Xiang picked at his ear.

This sounds so familiar... Why do these people always try to scare the Konoha ninjas with war?

Is it because it's particularly easy to use?

Seeing that Jiraiya's attitude had softened, Fujita Ichiro felt he had the upper hand and his arrogance immediately increased.

He collapsed to the ground and yelled at the top of his lungs:

"They're hitting people! Konoha ninjas are hitting people! Someone's going to die! Help!"

As the moon rises, it is the busiest time of day on the main street.

Some people had been secretly watching when the group was confronting each other earlier, and now that they saw him lying on the ground howling, the crowd immediately formed a tight circle around him.

Seeing the slightly bewildered expressions on the faces of the Konoha members, Fujita Ichiro sneered inwardly.

The pedantic Konoha ninja were indeed frightened.

He needs to make these young people understand that force is never the only way to solve problems.

Before his smile could fully open, he suddenly noticed something.

Yang Xiang showed no sign of panic.

This kid...aren't you afraid?

He pointed at Yang Xiang and shouted to the surrounding crowd:

"It was him! He was the one who laid a hand on me! He tried to kill me!"

Yang Xiang watched his performance calmly, and even felt a little like laughing.

This acting is far worse than my grandma's; you wouldn't even be able to get food in my hometown.

Forget it.

It's enough to confirm that it was you who was stirring things up.

I was so focused on beating up Kouichi Uzumaki that I forgot about you.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Yang Xiang stepped forward and stuck out his black foot towards Fujita Ichiro, who was throwing a tantrum on the ground.

A foul mouth?

Then I'll let you fly for a while.

Fujita Ichiro suffered a heavy blow to the abdomen, feeling as if an iron rod had been brutally stabbed into him.

The smile that was just on her face instantly turned into a frown.

No?

You really dare to lay a hand on me?!

This brat...doesn't he have even the slightest bit of reverence for the word "war"?!

Yang Xiang kicked him away.

Fujita Ichiro flipped twice and a half in mid-air before crashing heavily to the ground.

Yang Xiang only slowly withdrew his foot after seeing the cunning in Iwa ninja's eyes cleared by the pain.

It was out of reverence for war that he held back his strength. Otherwise, Fujita Ichiro would have already been a blood-red firework bursting in the street.

Unconditional concessions will not earn respect, and empty warnings are meaningless.

Only appropriate deterrence can teach some people to behave.

If all else fails... let the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki take a walk at the entrance of their village.

Whoever is in charge has to shut down the engine.

Live-fire drills with Tailed Beast Balls are something we could consider.

"stop--!!"

Suddenly, several figures rushed out from the crowd, roaring as they pounced on Yang Xiang.

These were the other members of the Iwagakure delegation.

"Don't……!"

Fujita Ichiro, despite the pain, raised his hand, trying to stop his companion.

Once you start fighting, it becomes a brawl.

Then all that beating I took was for nothing?

Jiraiya was indeed caught off guard when Yang Xiang kicked Fujita Ichiro away.

But he was now awake. After a moment's hesitation, he flashed in front of Yang Xiang, his chakra flowing between his fingers as he prepared to form hand seals to bind them.

But a dark figure was faster than him.

Take flight, all of you!

The onlookers from the Whirlpool Clan erupted in cheers, applauding and applauding the newly added shooting stars in the night sky.

Deep within the crowd, several cold gazes silently locked onto Yang Xiang.

When he looked back as if he had sensed something, those gazes had quietly disappeared into the crowd.

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"What?! They're fighting again?!"

"Who is it this time?!"

"Hurry and send people to the sea to retrieve them!"

The commotion on the main street quickly reached Ashina Uzumaki's ears, enraging him.

Konoha's Senju vs. Iwagakure's delegation.

If these two sides really start fighting... who will be the one to suffer in the end?

That's so hard to guess.

Ashina slammed her rice bowl down on the table.

Why did those useless Iwa ninja go and provoke the people of Konoha?!

If they were outside the village, he would have loved for them all to die, and might even have applauded and cheered.

But within the territory of Wochao Village... no.

Despite their dissatisfaction with the Third Hokage's "good old man" attitude after taking office, the Uzumaki clan was no longer the staunch ally of Konoha that was willing to fight for it.

"Where's Koichi?! Why isn't he here yet! Tell him to keep a close eye on the people of Konoha!"

The waiter responded repeatedly and turned to run out.

"Wait—come back!"

Suddenly Ashina called out to him again, reaching out to carefully scoop the rice scattered on the table back into his bowl.

"Iwa ninja... no need to salvage them. Find a few smart guys to knock out that guy... what was his name again? Right, Shinichi Kudo, and throw him and his men out of the village."

"what?"

"Hurry up and go!" Ashina Uzumaki glared at him.

The waiter nodded quickly and ran off in a flash.

Hey……

Since we've already fought, we might as well take this opportunity to completely wipe out the Iwa ninja.

If we let them stay any longer, those young people in the village will really start to think they're the gods of the ninja world.

As for who struck him with the club?

Of course it's Konoha's Ink. Could it possibly be our Uzumaki?

The old man happily picked up a piece of fish and put it in his mouth.