Physical training was scheduled for the afternoon, but the morning class was Konoha History.
"Today's lesson is about the Third Hokage," said the teacher, Eichiro, standing at the podium. "Please listen carefully. This is a key topic for the final exam and will definitely appear on the test."
Hanekawa casually propped up his Konoha History textbook on his desk to block the teacher’s view.
He had already mastered most of the material to unlock the "Scholar" title...
"Take a break."
Sakumo Hatake sheathed his sword and stepped back, speaking calmly.
Kakashi Hatake plopped onto the ground, utterly exhausted and panting heavily without any concern for his image.
Each sparring session felt like hell for him.
Though he was a genius among geniuses, he was up against the legendary Konoha’s White Fang, feared throughout the shinobi world.
"Is that your classmate?" Sakumo glanced toward Hanekawa, who was jogging nearby, an...
"Whose adorable little child is this?"
Tsunade asked with a faint smile, adding, "Yours, Nono?"
As for Hanekawa’s wandering gaze, she didn’t seem to mind.
He was just a child, after all—no reason to get upset.
If it had been Jiraiya, he would have already been on the receiving end of her punch.
"His name is Hanekawa. He’s one of the kids from the orphanage," Nono Yakushi explained gently.
"Hanekawa?" Tsunade raised an eyebrow. "The one who...
“Why are you happier than I am?” Hanekawa asked, looking at the bouncing and excited Yūhi Kurenai.
“Because you beat Asuma with genjutsu,” Kurenai replied, tilting her head and giving a reason. “Maybe I can do that someday too.”
“Then you’ll need to work hard,” Hanekawa said, recalling the storyline.
“I know!” Kurenai huffed in dissatisfaction.
“I’ll teach you when I have time,” Hanekawa said with a smile. Her puffed-up, sulking...
The abruptly concluded battle left everyone both shocked and puzzled.
Hanekawa's genjutsu had only affected Sarutobi Asuma, and from the spectators' perspective, the fight seemed utterly bizarre.
Asuma had suddenly stopped moving, standing frozen in place.
Then Hanekawa simply walked up to him with a kunai and won effortlessly.
The crowd had anticipated two possible outcomes:
1. Asuma achieving a one-sided victory.
2. Hanekawa revealing hi...
The end of the school day arrived in no time.
Normally, as soon as the bell rang, the classroom would clear out in seconds. Today, however, a third of the students remained.
They had all stayed behind to watch the duel between Sarutobi Asuma and Hanekawa.
This match had piqued their curiosity.
After all, it was a hot topic.
Sarutobi Asuma, the Hokage’s son, was widely recognized as one of the class's geniuses.
While not on the same level as ...
Hanekawa watched Kurenai Yuhi practicing genjutsu, but her attention was focused on the system in front of her.
Three genjutsu entries had been collected, making it possible to synthesize a new entry.
[D-Rank Talent Entry: Genjutsu Genin]
[Trigger Condition: Possess three genjutsu entries.]
[Effect: Increases the power of all genjutsu by 30%.]
[Note: Learning more genjutsu can advance this entry to C-Rank, Genjutsu Chunin.]
According to the st...
“Genjutsu, simply put, are techniques that use chakra to disrupt the enemy's five senses, thus trapping them in an illusion,” Yūhi Shinku began explaining with a serious tone.
The five senses refer to sight, hearing, smell, taste, and touch.
In illusion techniques, sight is predominantly used.
The most iconic visual illusion technique is none other than the Sharingan.
In the ninja world, there's a saying: "When fighting an Uchiha ninja, never look into the...
“Director, are you heading out?”
Hanekawa had just arrived at the orphanage when he saw Nono Yakushi hurrying toward the exit.
“Hanekawa?”
Nono paused, slightly surprised, and asked, “Why are you here? Is there something you need?”
“Nothing in particular. It’s Sunday, so I thought I’d visit the orphanage,” Hanekawa said, shaking the picture books in his hand. “I also brought some gifts for the kids.”
“That’s thoughtful of ...
Hanekawa sprinted through the streets of Konoha, the wind brushing against his face.
As a spy, the most crucial quality is caution.
His plan was simple: run until he reached the Konoha Knowledge Bookstore, then pretend to rest inside as if he were tired from jogging.
Even if someone found his behavior suspicious, he could easily say, I’m just a passing masked rider… wait, no, just a kid on his way.
“Hanekawa!”
A familiar voice called out, get...
Hokage's Office.
Hiruzen Sarutobi gazed at the crystal ball in front of him, almost like a witch peering into the future.
The translucent crystal ball shimmered, revealing a scene from Class 1-A.
Hiruzen Sarutobi had two sons.
His elder son had already joined the Anbu and become an outstanding ninja.
But his younger son, Asuma Sarutobi, was in a rebellious phase, constantly defying him and causing him endless headaches.
After observing for a w...
Beep, beep, beep.
The nerve-wracking sound pierced Hanekawa's mind.
Reaching out a hand, he broke free from the confines of his blanket and turned off the alarm clock.
The technology in the ninja world was oddly advanced—computers, refrigerators, air conditioners, and, of course, alarm clocks.
He glanced at the time: 6:00 AM on the dot.
Though he was curious to see what Konoha looked like at 4:00 AM, he was still a kid and needed sufficient sleep.<...
The morning theory class ended, and it was time for the ninja tool throwing class, which Hanekawa had been looking forward to.
Under Eichiro's guidance, the group arrived at the training grounds.
The ninja tool throwing class was divided into two sessions.
The first session involved Eichiro explaining the key points.
The second session was hands-on practice for everyone.
Hanekawa listened attentively.
After all, this directly impacted how quic...
"My name is Hanekawa. I don’t have many hobbies, but as for my dream, I hope to become a ninja like Lord Hokage."
In truth, Hanekawa’s real dream was simply to survive, but that sounded too out of place.
So, he voiced the standard dream of any ninja academy student—to become Hokage.
It was no different from kids in his past life saying they wanted to become scientists.
Plus, he had been clever with his wording: instead of saying he wanted to be Hokage...
“Kurenai, what’s going on here?”
Panic—utter panic. Sarutobi Asuma anxiously demanded an explanation.
Kurenai blinked in confusion, unable to understand why he was reacting so strongly.
The two hadn’t known each other for very long, and being young and naive, she only saw him as a friend.
She was completely unaware of how devastating her earlier words were—enough to push Asuma to the brink of becoming a villain, turning into a literal clown.
...
Behind the house, in a small forest.
“As a ninja, the most commonly used tools are shuriken and kunai…”
Kurenai Yuhi imitated her class teacher, speaking in a lecturing tone while swaying her head for emphasis.
Shuriken, commonly referred to as throwing stars, are small projectile weapons.
Kunai, resembling daggers or throwing knives, can be used for close combat as well as ranged attacks.
These two tools are essential items carried in every ni...
“Is this really your first time refining chakra?”
As Hanekawa finished his training, Kurenai Yuhi couldn’t help but lean closer.
“Yes, it’s my first time,” Hanekawa replied, blinking his eyes.
“Ugh! So frustrating!”
Kurenai clenched her small fists and said indignantly, “But don’t think it’ll be easy to surpass me!”
“I’ll do my best,” Hanekawa responded with a smile.
“You… don’t have to take it so seriously,” ...
Hanekawa soon met Yuhi Shinku.
He sat stiffly on the sofa in the living room, dressed in a black bodysuit and a green Jonin vest, exuding an air of seriousness.
Hanekawa recalled that Shinku had tragically perished during the Nine-Tails' rampage.
"Sit," Shinku said with a slight nod.
"Thank you, Uncle Shinku," Hanekawa responded politely.
"You’ll be staying here from now on. I will teach you genjutsu," Shinku explained after a brief pause. "This is...
"Hiruzen, hand over Hanekawa to me!"
Shimura Danzo spoke sternly, getting straight to the point. "He’s too dangerous! He might even be a spy from the Hidden Cloud Village!"
"He’s not," Sarutobi Hiruzen said calmly, tapping his pipe.
"Don’t forget the incident where Kushina was kidnapped by the Hidden Cloud!"
Shimura Danzo snorted coldly, reminding him. "Hanekawa is an orphan adopted by Nono Yakushi. He should have been part of Root from the beginning."
From the carriage emerged a robust figure exuding arrogance and nobility.
With a square face carrying anticipation and pride, golden hair cascading wildly, and dressed in white silk robes, Davis instructed his subordinates to wait nearby.
Wearing a bright smile, he strode confidently toward the pink-colored building.
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Inside the room, the Ice Emperor’s voice carried a tone of utter despair:
"Qian Renjue, how much longer do we have to wait?"<...
As Zhu Zhuyun stepped into the room and hadn’t even settled in, two golden streams of light shot out from the Life Ring lying in the corner.
The two streams twisted in midair before landing on the ground, transforming into two upright figures.
Qian Renxue leaned into Qian Renjue’s embrace, with his hand supporting her slender waist.
The scene exuded elegance and harmony.
However, Qian Renjue’s wandering eyes, eagerly surveying the surroundings, disrup...
Under Zhu Zhuyun's watchful gaze, Qian Renjue turned into a streak of light and was absorbed by the ring.
Qian Renxue, with a faint smile on her face, glanced at Zhu Zhuyun before stepping forward. She placed the Life Ring on the table and turned back, her gaze sharp and domineering, as though looking down from above.
Her delicate lips curled slightly as she spoke with interest:
"Zhu Zhuyun, is it? You've got a good foundation."
"But I hope you’ll be smar...
Not long after, in just a few exchanges of words, the Ice Emperor and Ah Yin roughly explained their relationship with Qian Renjue to Zhu Zhuqing.
"A special method of sacrifice?"
Zhu Zhuqing's eyes were filled with amazement.
With Qian Renjue's teachings, she naturally understood how rare it was for a soul beast to willingly sacrifice itself and how immeasurable the benefits for the soul master could be!
The outside world speculated that her teacher was li...
"Haha, it’s strange, isn’t it?"
Qian Renjue looked at Zhu Zhuqing’s bewildered expression and couldn’t resist pinching her cheek as he smiled.
"Ask Ah Yin later; she’ll explain it to you."
"Mm-hmm."
Blushing, Zhu Zhuqing nodded. She wanted to lift her small hands to hug Qian Renjue, but her face showed a hint of pain.
"Qian Renjue, what did she throw out just now?"
The Ice Emperor curiously stepped forward to ask.
"Some junk calle...
Qian Renjue’s words made Zhu Zhuyun tremble as she clutched her body, her heart filled with unease.
She never wanted to endure that kind of pain again!
She nodded repeatedly.
“I’ll do it properly. I won’t play any tricks.”
“Good.”
Qian Renjue nodded slightly.
His violet eyes seemed to pierce straight into her soul as he stared at Zhu Zhuyun thoughtfully.
Unable to meet his gaze, Zhu Zhuyun lowered her head, her glossy black ha...
"Get back inside!"
The barely opened bathroom door slammed shut again under Qian Renxue's mental power, hitting Zhu Zhuyun squarely on the forehead.
"Ah—!"
Zhu Zhuyun let out a startled scream, her ears ringing with Qian Renxue's icy voice.
"I told you to come out only after you were dressed. Can't you hear me?!"
"I-I'm sorry…"
Zhu Zhuyun's voice, trembling and tearful, echoed from inside the bathroom.
Clutching her forehead, her delica...
Hearing Qian Renjue's question, Zhu Zhuyun stared at him with unwavering eyes filled with humiliation.
Clenching her teeth tightly, her breathing was rapid, and her bath towel shifted as her chest heaved, threatening to reveal more.
Through her indignation, she asked bitterly,
“What exactly are you trying to do?!”
“You’ll know once you lure Dai Weisi out,” Qian Renjue replied calmly.
He glanced at Zhu Zhuyun and slightly curled his two fingers, gen...
Qian Renjue held onto the delicate hand resting on his waist and led Qian Renxue directly through the door.
As soon as they stepped inside, he withdrew the Evil God's Heart
A faint and elegant fragrance wafted through the air.
“Hmm?”
Qian Renxue raised her eyebrows, her gaze landing on the bed in the corner. On the neatly arranged quilt, lacy lingerie and other garments were scattered.
Her elegant brows furrowed as she turned her head to glance a...
Star Luo Empire.
After returning from the extreme north, Qian Renjue reached out to Zhu Zhuqing, who was in the middle of her cultivation.
The skill of the Evil God's Hook had already been used for the day, so he could only traverse through the Teaching Jade Token to establish contact with his disciple.
It was still early, just before noon.
In a secluded corner of Star Luo City, within the Zhu family estate, in the boudoir of the second young lady.
Z...
"Sister, has Mom gone to the Pope's Hall?"
Qian Renjue brought the Ice Emperor to the table, sat down, and asked softly.
"Yes, she left not long ago," Qian Renxue replied, putting down her cup of tea.
She raised her delicate hand to tidy the messy strands of Qian Renjue’s hair.
"Later, come with me to visit the Worship Hall."
"Sure," Qian Renjue agreed obediently.
He poured a cup of tea for the Ice Emperor and pushed the plate of pastries to...