Naruto: The Progenitor of Demons Starting from Kirigakure

To obtain the Hero's Water, you must seek out the Hero Clan.

During the Warring States period, the Hero Clan was not a clan in the traditional sense. They did not have surnames. Their origins were probably a group of commoners who knew some ninja techniques and banded together to survive in the chaotic Warring States period. Therefore, their family traditions were not particularly profound, but rather diverse and varied. They knew a little bit of everything and did not have the style and characteristics of a typical ninja clan.

All they rely on is the courage to fight to the death. The head of their clan must be prepared to drink large amounts of Hero's Water to fight at critical moments. Even if they win, they will die after the battle due to the side effects of Hero's Water, which cause their vitality to decline rapidly.

Furthermore, to prevent the clansmen from drinking the Hero's Water indiscriminately and misusing its power, the Hero's Water has always been kept in the hands of the clan patriarch.

Fortunately, the previous patriarch died like a hero in the operation to capture the Seven-Tails after drinking a large amount of Hero's Water. Now, the only one who knows about Hero's Water is the young patriarch.

Jieluo had met her a few times in the village. She was a 17-year-old girl named Huan. In her previous life, Jieluo only thought of her as an irritating freak, but now she saw her as a social butterfly with flowing sleeves.

Currently residing in the territory of the Hero Clan of Takigakure Village, it would be quite difficult to abduct them without them noticing. To avoid alerting them, Yura had no choice but to patiently wait for an opportunity.

Therefore, Jieluo stayed outside the village for a long time, and apart from his spiritual practice, he did not relax his surveillance of the village.

Four days later, the opportunity unexpectedly presented itself.

It is common knowledge that ninjas need to take on missions, and Takigakure is no exception. The village has a large number of ninjas on missions all year round, some of which are commissioned and some are secret missions of the village. Although Takigakure is small, it is conservatively estimated that there are two or three thousand ninjas. So many mouths need to be fed.

Although the task assigned to the young clan leader was somewhat abstract, there must have been reasons and justifications. For Jieluo, that was not important; what mattered was that she had come out.

Outside Dragon Village, a group of three ninjas were rapidly advancing through the dense forest, heading towards the Land of Earth.

Based on the intelligence gathered at the village elders' meeting, this trip is specifically to negotiate alliances with the Land of Earth and the Land of Wind, and an envoy with sufficient status and position has been dispatched: the young clan leader of the Hero Clan, the next Takikage.

Having failed to assassinate the God of Shinobi, the village had no choice but to prepare for the worst. This was because Takigakure was too far from heaven and too close to Konoha. The village's fear of Hashirama Senju and Konoha was ingrained in their very bones.

Walking among the treetops, a short distance later, a Nadeshiko-style girl appeared. She had long black hair and black eyes, a slender and tall figure, and wore a simple light blue loose casual outfit. What was more striking was a somewhat tattered red scarf around her neck, which looked very old. Overall, she had a somewhat rustic and unsophisticated appearance, but she was not lacking in youthful beauty.

Two ninjas accompanied him on his scouting mission, one from the Senki clan and the other from the Kusanagi clan.

The Senki clan is represented by an ugly man with abundant body hair, while the Kusanagi clan is represented by a young man wielding a sword.

The Kusanagi clan is characterized by very white skin, and eyes that resemble those of wild animals more than humans.

Jie Luo felt that the face looked familiar.

What kind of wild beast does it resemble?

Like a snake.

It carried a chilling feeling.

Yura didn't harbor any deep hatred towards the Kusanagi clan. It was just the clan's system, and it wasn't specifically targeting Yura. Besides, the swordsmanship instructor who abused Yura had long since died in the Warring States period.

So, Jieluo simply beckoned with her finger.

A crisscrossing web of threads silently blocked the path of the two ninjas, forming a deadly net.

Black Secret Technique: Birdcage

Dense forests are ideal terrain for setting traps.

The next second, ten meters away in front of the illusion, two ninjas were silently and naturally cut in half in an instant, before they could even scream. They suddenly scattered into two piles of blood and fell silently into the air.

They simply bumped into Yura's birdcage without realizing it, but even for a seventeen-year-old girl who was used to the cruelty of the Warring States period, such a scene was utterly terrifying.

In an instant, his pupils shrank to the size of pinpoints in shock. The phantom was suspended in mid-air, with nowhere to grab onto. The sense of death followed him like a shadow. Cold sweat poured out in layers all over his body. When the hairs on his body stood on end, he had already landed on a tree trunk.

He crouched down, looking around in terror, and shouted sharply, "Who's there! Show yourself!"

Hidden under the tree, Jie Luo did not reveal herself, but instead beckoned with her finger again.

Black Secret Technique.

Dozens of thin threads scattered in mid-air encircled the girl Huan's body. The invisible threads fell rapidly like shooting stars. Huan's body shuddered, and flowers of blood bloomed on her body, limbs, neck, and other parts. When tiny blood spots appeared, she stood frozen on the tree trunk, unable to move.

The phantom's pupils trembled, filled with horror and fear.

My body was immobilized, as if bound tightly by invisible threads, gripping the back of my destiny.

Just then, a faint female voice rang out from the dense forest.

Everyone has their own sorrows...

Following the sound, Huan found her standing under a tree not far away, her eyes revealing a hint of tension and fear.

She stood in the dappled shade of the tree, surrounded by wisps of morning light. It was as if she had always been there, yet her sudden appearance seemed like a phantom in the forest, somewhat unreal, yet within the illusory memory, it carried a sense of familiarity.

Looking closely at that fair and delicate face, a sense of realization dawned in his eyes.

"It's you, love!"

Love was Gyalho's name, her name in life. In her memory, the young couple who died protecting her kept calling her this name, crying and shouting for her to run, for her to live, for her to live.

"Do you love me..." Jieluo's eyes were filled with memories.

It's a cute but weak name, and the name was changed because the parents felt ashamed of the name they gave it.

Jieluo absolutely doesn't want to be called "love love love" all the time.

"Why..." Huan asked.

Jieluo beckoned with her finger, interrupting her. Although her body was controlled, her mouth was not sealed. Huan's body trembled, and under her horrified gaze, she was lifted into the air and landed on the ground. Then, as a tearing pain came from deep within her body, her limbs moved involuntarily and strangely, and she staggered slowly to Jieluo's side.

She's the one who did it!

My gaze fell on Jieluo's slender fingers, which were constantly bending, as if she were manipulating a puppet, her fingers dancing lightly.

At this moment, you yourself are the puppet in the hands of the other party.

Standing before Jieluo, blood was already gushing from her body. Jieluo's method of manipulating the puppet was not gentle; in a sense, it was a form of torture. It was not only physical pain but also mental helplessness and repression. Being able to watch helplessly as her body was controlled, unable to do anything herself, was definitely not a beautiful experience.

Looking at those calm, scarlet eyes with some panic, Huan swallowed hard and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"It's not about what I want to do..." Jie Luo said with a slight smile, "It's about what you want to do."

What do I want to do?

Huan looked at Jieluo, who was asking a question, and was confused. As she parted her lips slightly, a cold light flashed between her tongue and mouth.

We're very close now.

"Some things, you can't know the feeling of being unable to control your own destiny until you've experienced them."

Huan was puzzled... looking at his own bewildered reflection in those scarlet eyes.

"The drifting shadow of sin, a tragic fate, a lost path, two mirrors shattered by hatred and being hated—double shackles, emerging in the intertwined time and darkness..."

It's like they said something, but it's also like they said nothing at all.

Huan stared at the calm-faced Yura, gradually calming down. He swallowed hard, and the senbon he had been holding in his throat was ready to be released.

"Your resentment..." Jie Luo stared into Huan's eyes, those eyes that concealed a surging hatred, and said calmly, "What are you resenting?"

It can absorb the negative emotions deep in the darkness of people's hearts; in other words, Jieluo is a monster that can sense the darkness deep in people's hearts.

It is a monster that can see into people's hearts.

In a sense, this ability is called malicious perception.

The phantom pupils shook violently for a moment, then it lowered its head weakly, emptied its chest, and swallowed the thousand books.

"What should I hate? Should I hate my hateful fate of eventually drinking the hero's water?"

Oh...

Sure enough.

Jieluo chuckled softly; the breakthrough was right there.

"Are you afraid of dying? Wouldn't it be better to become a hero?"

"A hero?" A hint of mockery flashed in Huan's eyes as he laughed, "In other words, everyone is hoping I'll die one day."

"How terrifying." Jieluo clapped her hands and said, "Don't you want to die?"

Huan shook his head, then nodded, looked up, and carefully examined Jie Luo, saying, "Ai, you've changed so much compared to before."