Naruto: Sasuke Uchiha Returns from Soul Society

The ninja with dark circles under his eyes keenly sensed Sasuke's gaze, turned around, and exuded killing intent. As his chakra surged, the sound of tiny objects rubbing together could be heard.

The air instantly became heavy and dangerous.

"Gaara, calm down!"

The blonde girl Temari's expression changed, and she quickly grabbed Gaara's shoulder, trying to calm him down.

Kankuro, standing nearby, nervously stepped between the two and shouted sternly at Sasuke, "Hey, what are you looking at?!"

However, Sasuke ignored their warnings.

A long-lost excitement ignited in his eyes.

That's really... interesting.

Unlike that idiot who could only passively take hits, this guy in front of him seemed to be able to actively use that power.

He was eager to see just how far this power could go.

"Tsk."

Sasuke clicked his tongue softly, and slowly placed his right hand on the black "Indra" sword at his waist.

Fingertips gently tapped the hilt of the knife.

"Don't be impulsive, this is Konoha! Causing trouble before the exams begin..."

Temari's voice became urgent; she could clearly sense that Gaara's killing intent was rising rapidly.

"Calm down, Gaara, this is Konoha!" the young man with his face painted also whispered, trying to dissuade him.

The boy, known as "Gaara," completely ignored his companions' advice.

His gaze was fixed on Sasuke, his eyes surging with undisguised killing intent and an almost morbid excitement.

"you......"

Gaara's voice was hoarse, "You're just like me."

"Tsk."

Sasuke raised an eyebrow slightly.

She looks a lot like him?

What does that mean? I don't understand.

However, this personality trait of wanting to kill someone just by looking at them is quite to my liking.

Sasuke slowly sent out "Indra" with his right hand.

At this tense moment, when the atmosphere was on the verge of exploding—

"Gaara, stop!"

The blonde girl tightened her grip, almost pleadingly saying, "Father instructed us not to cause trouble here!"

Upon hearing the word "father," Gaara's violent aura finally began to subside.

She gave Sasuke a deep look, then turned and left, surrounded by her companions.

Not interesting.

Sasuke's gaze returned to its usual calm, and he slowly lowered his hand from the hilt of his sword.

The standoff that ended before it even began left him feeling rather bored.

He shook his head and prepared to turn and leave.

"That guy..."

Kankuro looked in the direction Sasuke had disappeared, still shaken, and asked in a low voice, "Was it a Konoha genin? They had such a strong presence."

......

Are you curious about that person?

A gentle voice rang in Sasuke's ear without warning.

Sasuke abruptly stopped, a hint of wariness flashing in his eyes as he stared intently at the person who had suddenly appeared behind him.

The person who arrived was very tall, and appeared to be an adult. He wore round glasses, had short silver-gray hair, and a harmless smile on his face.

"take it easy."

Seeing Sasuke's wary gaze, the newcomer raised his hands. "I'm also a Konoha ninja. In a way, I'm your senior. My name is Kabuto Yakushi. Just call me Kabuto."

He smiled and extended his hand, seemingly wanting to shake hands with Sasuke as a gesture of goodwill.

Sasuke just stared at him coldly, showing no intention of responding.

The outstretched hand paused awkwardly in mid-air for a moment before finally retracting itself sheepishly.

Kabuto didn't seem annoyed by this. He simply pushed up his glasses and flicked his wrist, revealing a stack of cards in his palm.

"This is a little gadget I made myself, called a 'Ninja Card'."

He pulled out the top card and handed it to Sasuke. "It contains detailed information about that Sand Village ninja you were interested in earlier, such as his mission experience and information about his comrades. It might answer some of your questions."

Sasuke's gaze swept over the card, but he still didn't reach out to take it.

He raised his eyes and stared directly into the pocket.

"What do you want by approaching me?"

Sasuke could sense that the amount of chakra contained in the man in front of him was by no means much weaker than Kakashi's.

A ninja with such strength still wears a genin's headband and approaches me in such a deliberately ingratiating way...

Moreover, his squinting smile is strikingly similar to that of Gin Ichimaru, the captain of the Third Division of Soul Society.

That seemingly gentle and harmless smile made Sasuke feel an instinctive unease deep down.

Faced with Sasuke's questioning, Kabuto's smile became even gentler.

"Uchiha Sasuke, a famous genius in the village."

He slowly put the card away, his tone full of matter-of-fact flattery, "I just wanted to make friends with you, this future big shot, in advance."

"After all, a genius like you will definitely become a big shot in the village in the future. It's never a bad thing to make good connections in advance, right?"

These words were impeccably worded and full of flattery towards a "young genius."

However, Sasuke only let out a disdainful snort.

"boring."

Since this person in front of him has no intention of telling the truth, there is no need for him to waste any more time.

Sasuke stopped looking at Kabuto, turned around, and strode away.

Kabuto stood there, his smile froze slightly, and his eyes behind his glasses narrowed into slits as he watched Sasuke's figure disappear around the corner of the crowd.

After a while, a ninja wearing a headband from the Grass Ninja Village appeared next to Kabuto.

He stuck out his long tongue and greedily licked his lips, staring intently in the direction Sasuke had left, his eyes filled with undisguised longing.

Chapter 63 Twin Lotus Azure Flame Fall

The first exam ended quickly.

The final question was posed by the examiner, "Ibiki Morino," who used the harsh condition that "they can only become junior ninjas in the future" to pressure those ninjas who lacked confidence in their intelligence-gathering abilities.

The second exam followed immediately.

The examiner was a boisterous woman who jumped in through the window, making a grand entrance.

He led everyone to the location of the next exam.

..........

Sasuke walked alone through the relatively quiet streets of Konoha Village, ignoring the noise coming from the Ninja Academy not far away.

Chunin Exams...

For him, it was indeed just a boring game of make-believe.

Instead of wasting time, I should find a quiet place to continue trying to communicate more deeply with Takemikazuchi and explore the path to Bankai.

So many years have passed, and I still haven't returned to that world.

He had already vaguely prepared himself for the possibility that he might never be able to go back.

Therefore, becoming stronger in this world is the only option.

Just as he was pondering which training ground to go to, a figure suddenly appeared from around the corner in front of him and brushed past him.

He was a tall, grass ninja wearing a straw hat, with long hair reaching his waist, and a graceful, androgynous air about him.

Sasuke's steps suddenly stopped.

He slowly turned his head, his dark eyes narrowing instantly as he stared intently at the departing figure.

Not right.

Sasuke's eyes sharpened.

This person's chakra...

It was filled with an unsettling chill, and the texture of its chakra far surpassed that of Kakashi.

In terms of the ninja power system, the only ones he has ever encountered so far who can defeat him are the Third Hokage and Itachi Uchiha from his memories.

How could someone with such strength disguise themselves as a genin to participate in the Chunin Exams?

Driven by an instinctive curiosity, Sasuke followed without hesitation, his figure flashing as he silently went after them.

Concealing all their presence, they followed far behind the grass ninja, crossed the street, and finally entered the forbidden zone filled with an ominous aura—the Forest of Death.

The light in the forest was dim, and the shadows of the trees were long and drawn out.

The figure of the grass ninja flashed a few times ahead and then quietly disappeared.

Sasuke stopped in his tracks, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily, and his three-tomoe Sharingan slowly emerged.

Just then, a familiar voice came from not far away.