Naruto: The Progenitor of Demons Starting from Kirigakure

"Aren't you going back like this, Yuya? Aren't you going to bring your son a gift?"

"What a hassle~ No matter what, my son probably won't like it too much... But you, Futa, your girl must be quite a handful."

"That's true. My son is easy to please as long as he has meat to eat."

"Ara ara~ Shinsuke, Yuya, how should I put it, this is what they call a happy trouble, my darling daughter is not a troublesome girl at all~ It's a pity you didn't give birth to a daughter, who is fragrant, soft, sweet and can call me 'Daddy' in a soft, sweet voice~ So cute~"

"Yes, yes, I understand~"

"Anyway, before heading back to the village, I'll pick up some gifts for my daughter on the way."

"no problem."

On the way back to the village, we weren't in a hurry. We chatted and laughed all the way, and half a day passed without incident.

With the speed of a ninja, especially a Jonin, traveling at full speed, the distance from the border of the Land of Fire to Konoha is only about a day and a half. Maintaining a pace slightly faster than that of a Chunin, they stopped briefly in a town and arrived at the foot of a valley in the afternoon. At the foot of the rolling green mountains, there was a vast lake. The golden sunlight of midday shone down, making the lake surface shimmer.

On the path outside the valley, one side is surrounded by mountains and the other by a lake. Giant trees stretch along the roadside to the end of the path.

Suddenly, as they were laughing and riding along, on a road wide enough for two carriages to travel side by side, Huang Mao, the mountain wind, abruptly stopped, his eyes filled with astonishment.

A breeze swept across the lake, rustling through the trees along the roadside, causing the autumn leaves to swirl and scatter in the air.

This distance isn't too far from the village, but it's not close either.

"What's wrong, Fuuta?"

Nara Yuya and Akimichi Shinsuke stopped in their tracks and asked in surprise.

Upon hearing this, the blond-haired man's pupils constricted slightly as he stared intently at a girl sitting on a branch of a large tree that extended into the road about fifty meters ahead.

She wore a pure white, elegant kimono, had short black hair, a delicate, doll-like face, and scarlet eyes. She looked about twelve or thirteen years old. Sunlight streamed down, filtering through the trees and creating dappled light and shadow on her face and body.

This girl... is the mission target!

The moment our eyes met, seeing those cold, indifferent eyes, I instinctively looked away.

He was injured fighting the Uchiha while following the Senju clan during the Warring States period, and he would instinctively look away when he saw red eyes.

With a puzzled look, Feng Tai gestured for people to look ahead without turning his head and asked doubtfully, "Can't you see her?"

A chill ran down his spine. An illusion?! When?

The two were startled, and simultaneously raised their hands, forming a hand seal and shouting.

"untie!"

Their chakra instantly became chaotic. As they broke the genjutsu, they solemnly looked up and formed the classic Ino-Shika-Cho battle formation.

Akimichi Shinsuke stepped forward, his massive figure subtly blocking the two of them, yet his position did not impede his teammate's release of ninjutsu.

Only then did the two realize who was blocking their way and seemed hostile, but they dared not make eye contact casually.

On the tree trunk, a pair of bare little feet dangled in the air, quietly watching the three performers. Jie Luo tilted her head slightly, a flash of confusion and understanding passing through her eyes.

Did he think he was under an illusion? If so, his response was quite reasonable. He chuckled softly, his timing perfectly timed to coincide with the moment the two broke free of the illusion, drawing their attention as they looked up, and dispelling his invisibility.

His gaze fell on the blond-haired man, and he murmured to himself.

"So it really is a sensory technique that can be detected by ninjas... the Yamanaka clan's sensory jutsu..."

At the center of the battle formation, Nara, crouching down, made a hand seal with his hands, lowered his eyes to avoid eye contact, and said in a deep voice, "Those eyes, are they the Blood Dragon Eyes of the Yuhi family or the Blood Prison clan? What is the meaning of you following the three of us with illusion magic?"

All three were on high alert, each ready to attack.

"Shouldn't I be the one asking that question? What do you mean by coming to me?" Instead, Jie Luo remained relaxed, sitting on the tree trunk and asking with interest, carefully gauging the tension and unease in the hearts of the three people.

Upon hearing this, the three of them became even more solemn.

"You've misunderstood..." The mission was over, and there was no need to cause unnecessary trouble. As the team leader, Pineapple Head spoke up and said, "As a Konoha ninja, I was merely invited by the mayor to complete the mission of asking you to leave the town. That's why I came to visit you yesterday."

"So, it's my fault after all," Jieluo laughed. "It's not like I didn't pay for my meal."

"Explosive tags aren't money," the fat man said in a muffled voice.

"Sir! Your actions have caused great trouble to everyone in the town and the mayor, but our mission is over. Please forgive us if we have offended you," Yumi immediately interrupted the fat man.

Looking at a portrait doesn't give you a real sense of the person; now, facing the real person, their experience in battle is a warning to their nerves.

Danger! Extreme danger!

Not only did their appearance, age, attitude, and demeanor exude danger, but in the Warring States period, any ninja who dared to go to the battlefield in a set of inconvenient everyday clothes was one who was extremely confident and arrogant in his own strength.

"We, Konoha..." With a powerful backer, it's good to have someone to rely on. While showing weakness and making concessions, Yuya is also putting pressure on them.

Jieluo raised her left hand, interrupting him.

"Keep talking about Konoha, Konoha... Are you guys from Konoha that strong...?"

The three men's expressions hardened, and as they exchanged glances discreetly, they silently prepared for battle; the situation was about to erupt.

"Speaking of which, about half a month ago, I just happened to have a clash with your First Hokage..." With a slight smile, Yura moved, making no violent movements, and fell from the tree trunk. Her whole body seemed to float, as light as a feather, hovering in mid-air and slowly descending. She stopped two meters above the ground, her scarlet eyes looking at the three of them, and said, "That bastard Hashirama Senju's Wood Release really gave me a hard time..."

After the words were spoken and their meaning was understood, the three people's pupils trembled violently, and shock surged within them.

As ninjas who fought alongside the God of Shinobi since the Warring States period, they had a very deep understanding of what the God of Shinobi was, what Hashirama Senju was, and what Wood Release was!

In the minds of the three, once Hashirama makes a move, no one can survive under his attack, not even Madara Uchiha!

Both the blond-haired man and the fat man swallowed nervously. Feng Tai said, his voice trembling slightly, "It's...it's fake, right..."

"No...that time..." Pineapple Head said in a deep voice, "It was the time when the Hokage returned to the village after attending the Five Kage Summit...what she said is probably true..." His voice was hoarse.

Jieluo's lips curled into a wicked, shallow smile.

Is this Kakuzu's happiness...?

Enjoy! Enjoy!

With a flick of her wrist, Jieluo conjured a kunai, which fluttered nimbly between her fingers like a butterfly, its malicious eyes scanning the three of them back and forth.

Black Secret Technique. External Style. Sixteen Swallow Returns

In a world unseen by the three, invisible strands of hair danced in the air. Eight of them transformed into scythes that hovered beside Jieluo, while the other eight became eight legs that stood silently on the ground, supporting Jieluo as she floated in mid-air. To the naked eye, it looked like a magical flight. Where the tips of the eight legs touched the ground, the strands of hair surged and penetrated deep into the ground, silently. The fine strands of hair shot out silently from the ground around the three fifty meters away, encircling them and forming a crisscrossing cage of silk threads.

Black Secret Technique: Birdcage

The air suddenly became tense and oppressive...

"It's coming! Watch out for illusions!"

After years of seamless teamwork, without any prompting, the three were about to launch their attack simultaneously in the next instant...

The murderous intent was imminent, and a sudden, ominous gust of wind swept through the air without warning.

Eh?

Yuya stared blankly, as if an invisible blade had pierced through his body, its chill instantly enveloping him. His brain was still racing, but his body was as sluggish as rotten wood, unable to keep up with the reaction.

What is it? A kunai?

His gaze fell on the girl fifty meters away, and his gradually blurring vision clearly captured the kunai she was playing with in her hand.

When was it launched?

If no kunai was thrown, what cut him instead?

An invisible blade?

As the gaze shifts downward, time seems to freeze at this moment. A huge, ferocious maw suddenly bursts open on the chest, running from the right shoulder to the left waist. The body is cleaved diagonally, and the upper and lower halves of the body slowly separate and fall apart due to weightlessness.

Am I going to die? Is it an illusion? How could this be?

What... is this...?

Endless confusion filled my heart.

As his vision blurred, a thought flashed through his mind.

As expected of an opponent capable of fighting the God of Ninjas, he is definitely not someone I can handle...

Watching helplessly as their captain was cleaved in two, Fuuta and Shinsuke stood frozen in place, their ninjutsu still forming hand seals, just one seal away from being unleashed. But it all happened too fast, too quickly.

It was as if the opponent hadn't made any move at all, and the attack just happened suddenly.

The invisible pressure surged to its peak in an instant, leaving no time for the mind to think; the reaction was instinctive, based on experience.

"Yuu—!!!" With a horrified and intense scream, Yuuya's last gaze fell on Fuuta beside him...

Futa instinctively wanted to save his childhood friend, but he could only helplessly reach out to Asahi Yuya, his pupils widening in shock...

In an instant, Feng Tai's outstretched arm seemed to collide with something invisible, instantly disintegrating into pieces of flesh that fell away. Faintly, one could see blood gathering in mid-air around the arm, flowing down in lines from this invisible force...

The fine threads, sharper than a sword blade, had already sealed off the space around the three of them. A simple reaching motion was enough to dismember the arm that had bumped into the hair.

This is a secret technique: the birdcage.

Used to seal off airspace, ground space, and underground spaces to prevent targets trapped in cages from escaping.

A line of blood bloomed on Feng Tai's face. Realizing that there were deadly thread-like creatures around him, he froze and stopped his suicidal actions. But the next moment, a huge blade swept by with a vicious wind, and his head was sliced ​​open diagonally like a watermelon. Red and white blood flowed out, and the two corpses fell to the ground almost one after the other.

From Fuuta's ninja tool bag, a beautifully crafted, blood-stained doll, a gift for his daughter, rolled out...

At this moment, only three seconds had passed.

A thick stench of blood filled the air, and only Shinsuke remained in the arena.

Looking at the girl not far away, still fiddling with her kunai, he trembled violently, his lips quivering uncontrollably...

In a single exchange, two experienced Jonin companions were instantly killed, swiftly and brutally.

She's a ghost! A complete and utter evil ghost!

What is this invisible attack?!

Is it an illusion?!

impossible!

What is it?!

Can we win?!

"Damn it—!!!" With a hysterical roar, Shinsuke completed the last hand seal.

Multiplication Technique

His entire body suddenly swelled several sizes, but at the same time, invisible threads completely blocked all escape routes in the space around him. The moment the expansion was complete, the hair cut into his flesh, and countless dense slashes bloomed on his huge body in an instant. The slashes covered his entire body, and he was covered in blood.

If it weren't for his thick layer of fat saving his life, he would have already perished by now.

But he ignored everything and continued his attack, roaring and desperately trying to deliver a fatal blow.

Human Bomber

It rolled on the spot, transforming into a spinning ball of flesh, rapidly rotating in place. As the fleshy projectile rubbed against the ground, it propelled dirt backward.

A second passed...

Two seconds passed...

Three seconds have passed...

The activated flesh-and-blood tank remained stationary, unable to move forward. The surrounding threads were taut, wrapped around the flesh-and-blood tank, firmly fixing it to the ground as it spun rapidly. Deep underground, the other end of the hair strands was wrapped around the roots of the continuous trees. To uproot it, one would need the terrifying brute force to uproot an entire forest.

It is absolutely impossible for him to do it.

Fifty meters away, Jie Luo watched this scene with great interest and commented, "Not bad defensive capabilities."

Without chakra infused into it, the hair is only as sharp as a sword, enough to deal with ordinary, fragile ninjas, but it would be difficult to break through their defenses with defensive ninjutsu.

The Multiply Technique has a certain defensive and offensive capability.

As Jieluo's body sank slightly while suspended in mid-air, the connection between her eight legs and the birdcage broke. Immediately afterward, the eight legs exerted force, propelling Jieluo's body forward at breakneck speed, covering the fifty-meter distance in the blink of an eye.

With a burst of speed and skill, the eight scythe blades that had retracted to his sides rapidly transformed and combined on his right side, materializing into a giant, pitch-black fist.

The enormous fist was the same height as the flesh bomb opposite. As his long hair flew, chakra was injected into his hair, and the giant fist appeared in mid-air. As it approached, he raised his black fist and delivered a powerful swing punch that slammed into the flesh bomb's front.

Black Secret Technique. External Style. Demon Slayer in One Shot

Under the violent blow, the entire meatball tank was thrown off the ground and suspended in mid-air. The sound waves of the punch rippled outwards, and the crisp sound of bones breaking could be faintly heard. It was then held firmly in mid-air by the pull of its hair. The pain of sensing the violent fluctuations of the opponent suddenly disappeared, and it fainted. The stalemate lasted for less than a second. Jie Luo took the initiative to disperse the birdcage. The moment the crisscrossing threads turned into ashes and disappeared, the meatball tank was suddenly shot backwards like a cannonball under the impact of the heavy punch.

After flying nearly 100 meters, it crashed into the forest beside the road with a loud bang.

"Ninjutsu is a unique attack method for each ninja, and it's also their most closely guarded secret. Once it's discovered, it means their death... What a pity..."

A giant black fist hovered beside Jieluo, its five fingers slightly spread before clenching into a fist. It transformed into strands of hair and rapidly retracted into a head of short hair. Without the support of its eight legs, Jieluo, who was in mid-air, landed lightly on the ground. She turned her head to look at the two corpses lying on the ground, and her gaze shifted slightly to the blood-stained rag doll.

"I know all about your ninjutsu..."

As he twirled and flipped the kunai in his hand, his gaze was unfathomable. A moment later, a strand of hair shot out, hooking a bundle of ninja tools and other supplies into his hand. After a soft laugh, he stepped away.

Behind them, two eerie blue fireballs flew out, landed on the ground and turned into a huge fire, burning everything to ashes.