Naruto: The Uchiha remnants of the Senju clan!

Chapter 112 Intimate Contact: Just How Close Was It? (First and Second Updates, Two More to Come)

Samui's next words caused everyone in the hall to pause slightly in surprise.

"You people from Kumogakure came to the Land of Demons just to fight Kiyoha?"

Samui ignored Obito, her gaze fixed on Kiyoyu.

Qingyu looked at Samui, then turned to Tsunade after a moment.

"Tsunade-neechan, I also want to see the strength of ninjas from other villages."

Tsunade crossed her arms and sized up Samui.

"Alright."

Tsunade waved her hand.

"It's good to stretch your muscles. There's no rush to set off anyway. But don't get injured, or we might have to deal with those terracotta warriors."

Minato Namikaze smiled and nodded, saying, "I'm also looking forward to this match."

The Chunin Exams are coming up soon.

Those who are brought out to carry out missions are probably geniuses from Kumogakure.

Maitreya looked at them, thought for a moment, and did not stop them.

After all, she was also very curious about what would happen.

As a priestess of the Land of Demons, she spends most of her time within the Land of Demons and rarely goes out.

Therefore, even regarding ninjas, we don't actually know much.

Upon arriving at the open space, Samui said, "Be careful."

Samui drew his dagger.

Most of the ninjas in Kumogakure are skilled in lightning release and swordsmanship.

Samui is no exception.

She took the initiative to spar with Qingyu this time because she wanted to see if Qingyu's strength was as rumored.

Cloud Flow - Flying Blade!

The moment she leaped up, the lightning chakra wrapped around her short sword transformed into an arc-shaped lightning blade, tearing through the air and slashing towards Qingyu.

Qingyu's expression remained unchanged, and the chakra light blade of the Thunder God Sword instantly condensed.

He pushed off with his feet, swinging his knife faster than Samui.

Uchiha Style: Flame Flash!

The fiery slash and the lightning blade collided in mid-air and exploded with a deafening roar.

"Is it possible to strike back after the opponent has acted?"

Samui frowned.

The arcs of electricity she unleashed were far faster than ordinary ninjutsu.

Surprisingly, Qingyu was able to block it.

"You're still too slow."

The three-tomoe Sharingan slowly appeared in Qingyu's eyes.

The powerful dynamic vision granted by the Sharingan allowed Kiyoha to see Samui's movements clearly.

Moreover, his strong physical abilities and lightning-fast reflexes allow him to keep up with those eyes and make the corresponding movements.

"slow?"

Hearing Qingyu's sarcasm, even the usually aloof Qingyu showed a hint of anger.

She immediately stepped back, quickly forming hand seals.

Lightning Release chakra condensed into a blazing ball of lightning in his palm and shot towards Qingyu.

Lightning Release: Lightning Ball!

"Lightning Release—"

As Qingyu watched the lightning ball approach, an idea suddenly came to her.

He channeled his Lightning Release chakra into the Thunder God Sword, causing arcs of electricity to crackle across the blade's surface.

Just as the lightning ball was about to hit him, he swung his sword to meet it.

Lightning Release: Lightning Return!

The moment the blade made contact with the lightning ball, the violent arc of electricity flowed along the blade and was redirected by Qingyu, striking back at Samui.

"What?!"

Samui was shocked and awkwardly dodged to the side.

"How did you do that?"

Hyuga Ginka couldn't understand how anyone could reflect ninjutsu back.

"Ordinary weapons couldn't do that—"

Minato Namikaze seemed lost in thought.

"But the Thunder God Sword only has a hilt. The blade itself is made of chakra. Qingyu infused it with lightning chakra and fused it with Samui's lightning ball, which allowed him to bring it back smoothly."

Troy's eyes narrowed.

The ninjas of Konoha are truly exceptionally talented.

Samui's initiative to spar with Qingyu was partly at his behest.

The battles of ninjas are also wars of intelligence.

Therefore, intelligence gathering is also a necessary step.

Especially between ninja villages, intelligence on geniuses is even more important.

"Aren't you Cloud Village ninja? What are you hiding for?"

Qingyu chuckled softly.

Samui's delicate face gradually turned serious.

She took a deep breath, extracted chakra, and then her figure flashed.

Cloud flow·instant!

She leaped up and slashed at Qingyu, her sword strikes continuous and unstoppable, one strike after another, so fast that they left several afterimages in the air.

"A bit flashy."

Watching Samui's constantly waving afterimages, Qingyu felt that he was not a threat.

He gripped the sword hilt tightly and slashed out!

Strange power!

Samui's short sword touched Qingyu, sending him flying.

Samui's body trembled, and his hand trembled.

What incredible strength!

"He has such great strength."

Samui had no choice but to abandon his short sword, forming hand seals as he prepared to unleash a ninjutsu.

However, Qingyu's figure suddenly vanished before Samui's eyes, turning into countless sword shadows.

Konoha Style: Willow!

The next moment, a sword was firmly pressed against his neck.

"I surrender."

Samui put down the dagger.

She was somewhat frustrated.

When she came, she thought that she might be somewhat inferior to Qingyu.

But I didn't expect it to be this big.

Qingyu defeated her so easily, it was practically effortless.

[Collectible Trait Detected: Cloud Ninja Tips]

[D-Rank Trait: Cloud Ninja Tips]

[Effect: Enhances Lightning Release talent by 30%.]

Qingyu sheathed his sword.

Actually, when they said sheathed the sword, they simply put the hilt into Qingyu's ninja tool bag.

After all, the blade of Thor's sword will dissipate once chakra is not infused into it.

"Shall we have a second round?"

Qingyu wanted to see if she could continue to refresh the traits.

"No need."

Samui bit her lip.

This Qingyu is handsome, so why does he speak in such an infuriating way?

If she had been evenly matched and almost lost, it would have been fine.

If they lost so quickly, what suspense would there be if they came back?

If you can't beat them, you can't beat them.

"It's okay, I believe you will become stronger in the future, and I'm waiting for your challenge."

Qingyu shook her head.

Tsunade crossed her arms and nodded in satisfaction: "Come back, Kiyoyu."

The priestess Miroku stood in front of the main hall and witnessed the outcome of the battle between the two.

Her gaze lingered on the Konoha people for a moment, then turned to the Cloud Village ninja, and she had already made her judgment.

It seems that the ninjas of Konoha are much stronger than those of Kumogakure.

night.

Qingyu went to Tsunade to ask when he could learn the "Hundred Healings Technique".

"Learn 'Ninja Art: Creation Rebirth' first, kid."

Tsunade tossed a scroll to Kiyoha.

Qingyu took it.

"Creation and Regeneration —"

"However, the number of times human cells can divide is limited. Creation and regeneration accelerate cell division, and using it too frequently will shorten one's lifespan."

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Tsunade warned.

If cells could divide indefinitely, humans would live forever.

Unfortunately, there is currently no medical ninjutsu that can extend a ninja's lifespan.

Tsunade's interest lay elsewhere, and she had not studied it in depth.

"Understood."

Qingyu nodded.

This technique is essentially equivalent to Hashirama Senju's passive skill, "Healing Without Marks".

Qingyu estimated that, given his current level of medical ninjutsu, it would take him about two to three months to learn Creation Regeneration.

However, now that we have the foundation of "Yin Seal" and the added bonuses from B-grade traits like "Cell Activation," the time should be able to be shortened even further.

"Oh, right, Tsunade-nee."

Qingyu looked up and suddenly remembered something else.

"Do you have any scrolls of advanced sensory ninjutsu? I'd like to learn one."

"Advanced sensory ninjutsu?"

Tsunade raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Haven't you learned enough? Swordsmanship, genjutsu, water release, fire release, medical ninjutsu, sealing techniques, and now you want to learn sensory perception?"

"It's never a bad thing to learn more."

Qingyu answered without changing her expression.

Unfortunately, to upgrade the [Malice Perception] trait, I need to learn an advanced perception ninjutsu.

Tsunade stared at him for a while, then sighed.

"I don't have any. Sensory ninjutsu isn't my area of ​​expertise. But Jiraiya does have one. What's his technique that allows him to create a barrier to sense the enemy's movements called again? — "Barrier: Heavenly Canopy Formation."

Tsunade thought about it carefully.

He continued, "However, he's not in the village right now. Once this mission is over and we get back, I'll contact Jiraiya and have him give you the scroll."

"Thank you, Tsunade-nee."

Qingyu memorized the name.

"Barrier: Heavenly Canopy Formation" is a sensory barrier that Jiraiya used in Amegakure in the original work. It can open a hemispherical sensory space, and the movements of all enemies within the range cannot be hidden.

This skill is of a high level; it should be more than enough to upgrade the [Malice Perception] trait.

"Is there anything else?"

Tsunade picked up her teacup and took another sip.

"have."

Qingyu stood up and walked behind Tsunade.

"Let me give Tsunade a shoulder massage."

Tsunade paused slightly in the teacup she was holding.

She turned her head and glanced at Qingyu out of the corner of her eye, her brown-gold eyes showing a hint of surprise.

"Hey, did the sun rise in the west today? When did you become so proactive, you little rascal?"

"Tsunade has always taken care of me, so it's time for me to take care of her occasionally."

Qingyu's tone was calm and normal, and as he spoke, he placed his hands on Tsunade's shoulders.

Tsunade's shoulders were rounded, and the neckline of her loungewear was slightly open, revealing her fair and smooth skin and delicate collarbones.

He began to slowly apply force.

Tsunade let out a soft hum.

"Hmm—here—use a little more force—"

Qingyu adjusted her pressure, pressing her thumb upwards along the meridians on both sides of her cervical spine.

He is an expert in human anatomy and knows which acupoints are most prone to accumulating fatigue and which muscle groups can be relieved to the greatest extent after being pressed.

Tsunade tilted her head back slightly.

"Your technique is even better than before."

Tsunade's tone carried a hint of satisfaction, and she gradually relaxed.

Her shoulders were no longer stiff, and her muscles softened little by little under Qingyu's pressure. The warmth brought by the renewed blood flow spread along her meridians to her limbs.

Qingyu did not answer, and continued massaging intently.

Half of his attention was focused on the acupoints under his hands, while the other half was on the system panel.

The trait that requires close contact with Tsunade to level up, how close does the contact need to be to trigger?

Meanwhile, deep within the shrine's inner chamber.

Maitreya sat on the edge of the bed, holding a wooden comb in his hand, combing his daughter Ziyuan's soft, chestnut-brown hair.

Ziyuan is at the age when she is most clingy.

She was wearing a small white nightgown, sitting in front of her mother, her legs dangling over the edge of the bed.

"Mother, are those ninjas here to help us?"

Ziyuan tilted her head back, blinked her eyes which were exactly the same as Maitreya's, and asked curiously.

"Um,."

Maitreya's voice was gentle, and the comb in his hand stopped at the tip of Ziyuan's hair.

Are they very capable?

"That's impressive."

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Maitreya smiled, placed the comb on the bedside table, and reached out to hug Ziyuan.

"Alright, time to sleep."

"My mother sleeps with me."

"it is good."

Miroku gently patted Shion's back, humming an ancient song that had been passed down for thousands of years in the Land of Demons.

Ziyuan's eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and soon she began to breathe evenly.

Maitreya looked at his daughter's sleeping profile, gently brushed his fingertips across her forehead, and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear.

Then, she lay down next to Shion and slowly closed her eyes.

She had a dream.

There is darkness in my dream.

An overwhelming darkness surged forth from the sealed land deep within the Land of Swamps, transforming into countless jet-black tentacles that entangled the entire Land of Demons.

She stood in front of the shrine's main hall, surrounded by guards lying sprawled on the ground.

Their bodies were pierced by the undead legion.

"Maitreya—Maitreya—"

A voice called to her from the darkness.

That was the voice of a demon.

"You think bringing in Konoha ninjas will stop me? Do you think this generation's priestess can do what all the previous priestesses couldn't?"

A pair of giant, scarlet eyes opened in the darkness.

Those eyes were larger than the moon, and they contained no pupils, only surging dark chakra.

"I will reclaim my physical body, and then the entire ninja world will kneel at my feet—"

The scene suddenly changed.

As the darkness receded, she saw herself.

Another version of myself, or rather, my future self in the next few days, is being carried on the back of a black-haired boy, speeding along a rugged mountain road.

The boy's black hair was blown back by the wind, revealing a handsome profile. There was a diamond-shaped mark on his forehead, and his eyes were scarlet, with three tomoe slowly rotating in his pupils.

It's Qingyu.

The Konoha ninja who had spoken with her in the main hall during the day.

He carried her on his back, through a dense rain of arrows, and the light sword in his hand, formed from chakra, cut down all the arrows aimed at her.

Behind him were two other ninjas: a white-haired boy and a blonde, blue-eyed female ninja.

In front of the stone gate, a tall man stood there, his body shrouded in dark chakra.

Then Miroku was surprised to find that Kiyoyu's chakra was the same as hers and could suppress the demons.

Maitreya's eyes widened.

How could he—

The video suddenly stopped here.

Maitreya suddenly opened his eyes, sat up in bed, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.

Her heart was pounding in her chest, her breathing was rapid, and the back of her pajamas was soaked with cold sweat.

"Aaaaaah!"

She let out a suppressed scream.

"Miko-sama!"

The door to the bedchamber was suddenly pushed open, and several guards rushed in, wielding spears.

"No, it's nothing, you may all leave."

Maitreya took a deep breath and forced his voice to return to normal.

The guards exchanged glances, their eyes still filled with worry.

Ziyuan was awakened by the commotion.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked vaguely at her mother's pale face.

"Mother—what's wrong?"

"It's nothing, just a dream."

Maitreya pulled Ziyuan back into his arms, gently patted her back, and soothed her back to sleep.

But she herself could not calm her mind no matter what.

Every priestess possesses the ability to foresee the future. She can foresee the death of those around her in her dreams.

This ability cannot be actively controlled or turned off; it is like a mirror, faithfully reflecting everything that may happen in the future.

From childhood to adulthood, she has foreseen the deaths of far too many people.

Every prediction came true precisely, without exception.

It was these recurring tragedies that made her more mature and more silent than her peers.

The demons will strike first.

The terracotta army will arrive at the shrine sooner than they expect.

Her guards suffered heavy casualties.

And the person who saved her—

It was that Konoha ninja named Kiyoyu.

Maitreya closed his eyes, trying hard to recall every detail he saw in his dream.

But the edges of the dream had begun to blur, leaving only the image of the black-haired boy carrying her as they sped away.

"Lord Miroku, is another one of us going to die?"

One of the guards asked.

They all knew about the priestess's abilities.

But each of them was prepared to die for the priestess.

Maitreya remained silent for a long time.

"----yes."

She finally nodded.

"But this time, maybe not."

The head guard was silent for a moment, then spoke solemnly: "My lady, what exactly did you see?"

Maitreya lowered his head and looked at Ziyuan, who had fallen asleep again in his arms.

The little girl's cheeks were rosy, her eyelashes were long and thick, and a faint smile lingered at the corners of her mouth.

She had no idea what kind of fear her mother had experienced in her dream.

"The demons will attack this place."

Maitreya opened his mouth.

"Tomorrow morning, inform the ninjas that we are heading to the Land of Swamp ahead of schedule."