Naruto: The Progenitor of Demons Starting from Kirigakure

Heavy rain poured down in the forests on the border of the Land of Fire, flowing silently with mud and blood.

In a clearing in the woods, the ninja's corpse lay scattered on the ground. The trees around the area were filled with crows, cawing loudly and greedily watching the bodies, as if waiting for the rain to stop and for a feast to be served. Every now and then, an impatient crow would fly out and land on the corpse to peck at it.

In the recently concluded Warring States period, such scenes were commonplace. However, in the newly opened era of ninja villages, this brutal scene seems to foreshadow that the peace that many ninjas longed for has both arrived and not arrived.

The corpses lying on the ground had grotesque faces before death, and their eyes still held intense fear, as if they had seen something extremely terrifying and inhuman. The fatal wounds on their bodies were all the same, with wooden splinters as thick as bowls piercing through their bodies. Some were in the abdomen, some in the chest, and some in the head. They were nailed to the ground, trees, and stones.

The scene was eerie and extremely cruel.

At the center of their encirclement, a wooden figure stood silently, its body riddled with cracks caused by kunai, shuriken, and ninja swords, surrounded by scattered ninja tools.

Not long ago, a fierce encounter, or rather, an ambush and assassination, took place here.

These corpses, each bearing a headband from Takigakure, numbered eleven. They mirrored the organization of Konoha, the first ninja village to establish the ninja era, forming standard four-person teams: one Jonin leading three Chunin subordinates, totaling three teams. This lineup, even against a village's Kage, would have been formidable, yet they suffered near-total annihilation, with only one seemingly managing to escape...

No, there's one more person...

In the pouring rain, the body of a girl, nailed to the waist of a giant tree by a stake, twitched slightly. A crow that had been pecking at the body seemed to sense something amiss, stopped its activity with suspicion, and examined the corpse of the Takigakure girl. The figure of the girl was reflected in the bird's scarlet eyes.

She was about twelve years old, young and beautiful. In her lifetime, she had a sweet face and a slender, petite figure. She appeared charming and harmless, but this did not attract the enemy's favor. Instead, a piece of wood protruded from her abdomen.

Rainwater mixed with blood dripped from her delicate chin, fair skin, and mangled abdomen. Such fatal injuries were impossible for anyone to survive, unless they were inhuman.

Suddenly, with a flutter of her eyelids, as if awakening from a deep sleep, a pair of scarlet, jewel-like eyes snapped open. Instantly, the crows perched on the female corpse sensed the abnormality, cawing mournfully as they took flight and scattered in all directions. Suddenly, a thunderclap resounded across the heavens and earth, and a pale white flash of lightning illuminated the female corpse's alluring face.

She had been dead, but now seemed to have been resurrected from hell. Her scarlet eyes indifferently scanned her surroundings, and she slowly lowered her head to stare at the wound in her abdomen where a wooden stake had pierced through. In her mind, memories of her previous life kept churning.

A series of keywords were extracted.

The Ninja World, the Warring States Period, the God of Shinobi Hashirama Senju establishes the era of ninja villages, Konoha Three Years, Takigakure, the mission to assassinate Hashirama Senju, Naruto, the legend of the eyes...

His lips twitched involuntarily, forming an absurd, astonished smile.

Reincarnated into the ninja world, he spent sixteen years in a daze, joining Takigakure with his clan. As a cannon fodder Chunin with unremarkable ninja talent, he was forced to accept the village's mission to assassinate the God of Shinobi.

Of the three Jonin who were traveling with him, the one who managed to escape was named Kakuzu.

He couldn't help but look up, his gaze falling on the lonely wooden body in the arena, his mind churning with memories of his encounter with the other person in his previous life.

They encountered the wood clone of Hashirama Senju, the God of Shinobi. The twelve of them fought with all their might but could not defeat it. The opponent clapped his hands together, and half of them died instantly in one move. Kakuzu saw that the situation was not good and fled in panic. After being wiped out, the opponent calmly withdrew the wood clone that was scouting ahead.

"This is truly speechless..."

Weakly reaching out, he slowly and laboriously pulled himself out of the wooden stake. As his body detached from the stake created by Wood Release, he fell lightly from the tree, which was several meters high. With a thud, he stood up unsteadily.

Hearing the commotion, the crows around scattered in alarm, not daring to approach, and hid in the shadows of the forest, watching the monster's unusual behavior.

Her condition was very strange at this moment. She was undoubtedly dead, but there was no place for her in the Pure Land. As a stranger in a foreign land, she seemed unable to go there. She was like a lonely ghost lingering in the world, or a resurrected demon. Her poor physical condition drove her to act instinctively.

As he walked weakly and unsteadily, he bent down and picked up the sword he had worn in life.

The moment the small katana, crafted from fine steel, was grasped, it instinctively activated the power of post-death awakening, drawing out the user's soul and allowing it to reside within the katana.

Almost instantly, as the soul left the body, the deathly emptiness and weakness in the body receded like a tide, and what followed was a strange power that flowed from the katana in the hand back into the body. Although it was still weak, it was exceptionally powerful.

This is something a ninja could never do; it is the demonic power that evolved from absorbed resentment.

Now, she is neither human nor ghost.

Feeling her body return to normal, even with a bloody, gaping hole still in her stomach, she looked down blankly at the small katana in her hand, her true form. With a thought, her short, ear-length black hair grew wildly, transforming into long hair that floated and danced like an octopus in the windless rain, and she couldn't help but murmur aloud.

"Strange, in my past life I saw Yura with the Slender Hair fighting Inuyasha, and Kagome was also there, so why did Yura with the Slender Hair awaken her power instead of Inuyasha's?"

I can't figure it out...

"Never mind, at least she's not a centipede demon. Compared to Inuyasha's half-demon body, she's still a legitimate demon."

Although Yura isn't a particularly powerful demon, she's still considered quite strong among lesser demons. As a demon that absorbed resentment and became a hair-wielding demon, she only has three abilities in total, but she is still a demon and is naturally stronger than mortals.

One of them is the Hair Control Technique, which is his signature skill. He has an innate ability to control any strand of hair, and in some ways, it is roughly equivalent to the String-String Fruit.

Secondly, she possesses the art of will-o'-the-wisp. As a demon girl who manipulates hair, she also has the special ability to burn enemies with raging flames. The temperature is so high that it can roast the opponent until there are no bones left. It can be described as a unique skill, which is roughly equivalent to the Flame-Flame Fruit in some respects.

Thirdly, they are immortal, possessing extremely strong physical endurance. Even if their hands or feet are severed, or their heart or abdomen is pierced, they can move freely as if nothing happened, without feeling any pain. As long as their physical body is not damaged, they will not die no matter how much damage they suffer.

In this ninja world, simply possessing an immortal body can make one extremely troublesome and difficult to deal with.

With this power, even in this cruel ninja world, one can feel at ease.

Moreover, this is not simply immortality; as a demon, it is ageless and immortal.

As the thought crossed her mind, she hissed softly, gasped, clenched her fist, and a crazy smile bloomed on her lips, which she couldn't suppress.

The standard cheat code for time travelers has arrived; now it's time to...

He looked up, raindrops dripping down his thick bangs, his scarlet eyes fixed on the wooden clone of Hashirama Senju before him.

In the three years of Konoha, the God of Shinobi was still alive, and Madara Uchiha had already left Konoha. The five great villages were established one after another in these three years, and the long-turbulent ninja world entered a rare period of peace until the eighteenth year of Konoha, when the First Shinobi World War broke out.

He raised his hand, took out a kunai from his ninja tool pouch, and with the support of his monstrous physical strength, shot out like lightning, transforming into a black light that deeply penetrated the brow of his Wood Release clone.

He turned abruptly and strode away.

First and foremost, return to Takigakure to seize the Earth Grudge Technique and the Hero's Water. Then, choose one of the five great villages to join and lie low, accumulating strength. Konoha is absolutely out of the question; Hashirama is still alive and has seen your face.

Now that the five villages are newly established, except for Konoha, each village urgently needs manpower to expand its strength. Moreover, the village's organizational structure is chaotic in the early stages, and basically anyone can join. This is the best time to infiltrate the villages.

"Now that I've said goodbye to my past self, from this day forward, my name is Yura, Yura with reversed hair..."

In the pouring rain in the forest, a figure slowly walked away, his wildly growing black hair dancing behind him before rapidly shrinking back to a short, ear-length cut, until the figure disappeared into the darkness of the forest.

On this ordinary afternoon, unknown to anyone in the ninja world, a true demon was born.

and many more...

The crows that had just landed on the treetops sensed terror and danger and flew away in a flock, cawing in alarm. A figure could be seen rushing back through the darkness of the forest.

Jieluo returned to the battlefield and silently began to lick the bags of her comrades one by one, tears welling in her eyes. Kunai, shuriken, sealing scrolls, and silver notes were all stuffed into her pockets. As she worked diligently, a sweet smile bloomed on her delicate oval face, and she hummed a cheerful tune.

"They gave me rat poison!"

"After eating two packets, I felt instantly high!"

"It tastes good~ But it's too hard on the head~"

"I'd be in serious trouble if I didn't get hit twice!"

"Everyone here hates me and despises me."

"I'm just struggling to make a living~ that's true~"

Humming a song, after cleaning up the battlefield, Jieluo, having reaped a bountiful harvest, hopped and skipped away again with light steps.

Three days later, outside a small town on the border of the Land of Fire, although the Warring States period had ended, the strife among ninjas was not over. In the ninja world, there were still a large number of rogue ninjas, clan ninjas, and a large number of samurai bandits who had turned to outlaws.

Especially with the confirmation of the one-country-one-village system, the annexation of surrounding small countries by the five great states, and the abolition of samurai by the daimyo, this era became three times more brutal than the Warring States period. Countless families were destroyed, people were displaced, plunder was rampant, and killing was almost endless. Even sixty years later, the situation remained the same.

So it's not unusual to encounter bandits while traveling, and this is the third time in three days.

But this time it was different. A group of more than forty ronin were attacking the town. Amidst the shouts of battle and the cries of the dying at the town gate, the able-bodied men in the town were putting up a fight.

Jie Luo stood quietly in mid-air not far away, perched on a strand of hair that stretched between two large trees, as if standing in the void, watching the two sides fight without any intention of intervening.

Strangely, even though they were very close, only four or five meters apart, no one noticed Jie Luo in the field.

This is neither a demonic technique for invisibility nor a ninjutsu. As an abnormal demon, in the eyes of ordinary people, Jieluo does not exist in this world.

Along the way, Jieluo had already realized this.

It's not that they can't see her, but rather that they subconsciously don't want to see her. They can't look directly at her and don't want to. It's a natural suppression at the level of life, so they are unaware of her existence.

Unless Jieluo takes the initiative to show up, greets him, and breaks the silence, making the other person aware of his presence.

In some ways, they have an even lower profile than the "oil lady" group, making them even more supermodel-like.

Alternatively, the other party might possess spiritual power like the shrine maiden Kikyo, capable of seeing through Yura's existence. Japanese yokai are like that, naturally possessing the ability to become invisible in front of others. However, in this ninja world, it's harder to say what kind of ninja could detect Yura's presence; it would require testing.

Jieluo lingered there, observing the fighting, simply eating.

What do monsters eat to grow strong? The answer is humans, human flesh and blood. Jieluo is not such an unrefined monster.

Resentment, fear, hatred, jealousy, shame, loneliness, sadness, despair, resentment, emptiness, helplessness, and all other dark and negative emotions in the human heart are resources for Jaira to strengthen himself.

As a demon, Jieluo is able to keenly perceive these emotions, the spiritual energy from the heart, and naturally absorb them.

As the demon absorbed this spiritual energy, its self-healing ability was silently activated. The hideous hole in its abdomen, created by the Wood Release technique, gradually healed three days later, revealing its fair and soft abdomen beneath the tattered clothing.

Jieluo could sense the changes within herself, not only in her body but also in her mind. These were the instincts of an evil demon, an extremely greedy and wicked nature, and a treacherous, ruthless, cruel, and bloodthirsty personality, completely different from her somewhat timid character in life.

Within his scarlet eyes, a dark red, blood-red aura surged and lurked.

Jie Luo watched the battle silently, revealing an elegant smile that was both bloodthirsty and intriguing. She did not reject the changes in herself. At the age of four, she went to the battlefield with a kunai and fought. The struggles of surviving time and time again were still vivid in her mind, as if it were yesterday. The cruel experiences she had in her previous life told her that in this world, being a ghost was far more easy and enjoyable than being a human.

Ninjas, how could they not be crazy, even if they weren't surnamed Uchiha?

But Jieluo didn't want to be a beast captured by desire, so he suppressed his excitement and impulse, the urge to rush up and chop both sides in the arena into pieces.

Therefore, Jieluo simply watched quietly from the sidelines, savoring the fear, despair, pain, and hatred in people's hearts, as well as the hideous and tragic state of their dying moments.

Even a demon needs an interesting goal. Yura has the simple dream that most demons dream of: to dominate the demon world. So she desperately wants to possess all the Shikon Jewels.

Now that I'm in the ninja world, let's set a small goal: to dominate the ninja world.

This perpetually strife-ridden ninja world is, for Yura, the best and most wonderful world.

Wherever there are people, there will be darkness. Darkness breeds and becomes food for Jieluo, so Jieluo will never go hungry. Jieluo hates being hungry.

I hate it even more when someone stabs me in the stomach.

Therefore, he dislikes Hashirama Senju the most.

so...

"What a wonderful era..."

After a fierce battle, both sides left behind a pile of corpses and held their ground for a moment before withdrawing from the fight, leaving a trail of blood in front of the town.

"Thank you for the meal~"

With a polite bow, the demon girl clapped her hands in satisfaction, thanking the people for their hospitality. Watching the souls float away from the corpses, Jie Luo raised her hand, and a strand of hair shot out rapidly from her fingertip, embedding itself in the city wall of the opposite town. Then, with a flick of her wrist, the end of the hair pierced through the tree trunk behind her, disappearing deep into it. She stepped onto the long hair path in the air, displaying an astonishing balance that seemed to come naturally, a pure and innate skill, as she walked on the hilt of the sword at her waist, as if walking on flat ground, towards the city wall.

Black Secret Technique: Aerial Descent

As Jieluo's naked, crystalline footsteps landed lightly on the city wall, the long strands of hair behind her vanished into ashes in the blink of an eye.