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"It's a pity I couldn't see Tobirama's notes on developing the Mutual-Kill Exploding Tag Technique."
The Sealing Jutsu scroll only had the complete process of how to create and use the Mutual-Kill Exploding Tag Technique.
The exploding tags of the Mutual-Kill Exploding Tag Technique were different from ordinary exploding tags. The incantations on them were different.
Kenshi's two shadow clones were currently researching the incantations on the Mutual-Kill Exploding Tag Technique and the Reanimation Jutsu, hoping to find a trace of the chakra nature change related to time.
Kenshi guessed that it was probably a few special basic incantations that Tobirama had discovered that, when combined with other basic incantations, produced a hint of time characteristics. What he had to do was find this hint of time characteristics.
But it was obviously not so easy to find.
"Just grind it out."
There was no point in being impatient. Fortunately, Kenshi was very satisfied with his current body. He had plenty of chakra, so he could just create two more shadow clones to do the research.
With his current strength, as long as he got Obito's Kamui Sharingan, even Madara, who possessed the Rinnegan, wouldn't be his opponent.
Kaguya Ōtsutsuki wanted to revive? Go to sleep.
Kenshi, who knew the plot, would never let her revive.
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The next day.
Morning.
A small town in the eastern part of the Land of Fire.
A tavern.
Yezi was lying on the table, with several unopened bottles of sake beside her.
The tavern's waiter and the boss were standing aside, cleaning up the table. They didn't care about Yezi. They just subconsciously avoided her when they were cleaning.
Although Yezi's figure and outfit were very tempting, they still didn't dare to look at her.
Clang… The tavern door opened.
"Guest…" The waiter was about to greet them, but he froze. Everyone in the tavern, except for Yezi, froze and didn't move.
Kenshi walked to Yezi's side, frowning slightly as he glanced at the empty sake bottles under the table. He said, "Why are you suddenly drinking so much sake?"
Yezi had already woken up. It was just that there were some things she didn't want to face. She just wanted to numb herself with the state of being drunk.
Kenshi sat beside Yezi, quietly waiting. He didn't say anything.
He could tell that Yezi had something on her mind, but he didn't know what it was.
After a long time.
Yezi finally turned her head from her lying position, continuing to lie on the table. But this time, she looked at Kenshi and asked in a trembling voice, "Uncle, is there really no way for my mother to be revived?"
It seemed like a question, but it was actually a statement. Kenshi was stunned when he heard this. He opened his mouth to say something, but he suddenly thought of something. His face changed slightly, and then he fell silent.
After a few breaths, facing Yezi's eyes, which were filled with both despair and a hint of miracle-like anticipation, Kenshi just silently nodded, confirming Yezi's guess.
Heh… Yezi smiled. Tears slid down her cheeks, disappearing on her face as she smiled.
After Kenshi used the Inner Four-Symbols Sealing Technique, he hadn't told Yezi about her mother's situation. Yezi had already guessed.
It was just that she had been on the road and hadn't had time to think about it.
This time, they were separated, and after being alone, Yezi had time to think. When she thought about Kenshi's reaction, she guessed the result.
It was just that hearing the confirmation from Kenshi's mouth, her heart still ached.
Kenshi gently embraced Yezi. After he personally used the Inner Four-Symbols Sealing Technique, he knew what the outcome was for those who were sealed by the Inner Four-Symbols Sealing Technique.
Their bodies and souls were compressed into their most primitive energy state by the space node and dissipated into the world.
Even the Reanimation Jutsu was useless. Their souls had disappeared, leaving no trace.
That was why Kenshi hadn't told Yezi the truth immediately. He didn't expect her to guess it herself.
"Don't worry, I won't let any of those people go. I will make them suffer a hundredfold."
Kenshi could only comfort Yezi like this.
But his words were true.
Kenshi would take revenge on the five Kage and the Daimyōs' mansions of the five great nations who were responsible for the death of Yezi's mother, Kimo. Especially the Third Hokage, he had to suffer a thousandfold, ten thousandfold torture.
"I'm okay, Uncle."
A few minutes later, Yezi got up, wiped away her tears, and smiled brightly.
When she first guessed that her mother couldn't be revived, she felt like she had lost the meaning of living. Fortunately, she still had her uncle.
Now that Kenshi was here, her life had meaning again.
"Let's go then."
Kenshi smiled and patted Yezi's head. The two of them embraced and walked out of the tavern, got on the clay bird, and flew towards the Mist Village.
Kenshi's last Water Release clone had to be left in the Mist Village.
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The Land of Waves.
An island country bordering the Land of Fire's coastline.
At this moment, in a dense forest on the island, a Mist ANBU pursuit team of six surrounded a Mist male ninja wearing a Mist forehead protector.
The Mist male ninja was about twenty years old. He had long, light blue hair that fell over his shoulders. He was holding two kunai, panting heavily.
It was clear that the two groups had already fought a battle.
"Why did you try to assassinate the Fourth?"
"Gakidō!"
Among the six Mist ANBU ninjas surrounding the Mist ninja named Gakidō, the leader asked in a low voice.
His tone seemed to indicate that he was familiar with Gakidō.
But because he was so familiar with him, his tone was filled with incomprehension and anger.
The Fourth Mizukage, a man who quickly ended the chaos in the Mist after the Third Mizukage was killed and led the Mist to rapid stabilization and growing strength.
He couldn't understand why Gakidō, a fellow Mist ANBU, would do something that only a rogue ninja would do, like assassinate the Fourth Mizukage.
"Why?"
Gakidō chuckled coldly, "You only see the prosperity of the village now. But you don't know that when our ninjas put down their swords, Konoha, Iwa, Kumo, Suna, and some of the smaller hidden villages are sharpening their blades."
The leader retorted, "When did we put down our swords? With money, our ninja tools and our jutsu research will improve, and our strength will naturally increase. And this is only temporary. Once the Daimyō's mansion in the Rain Country is settled, everything will move towards a better direction. The Mist will only become stronger."
"Heh…" Before the leader could finish, Gakidō sneered, "You're really too naive. You actually think the other five great nations will wait for the village to become stronger."
"Don't dream." Gakidō said loudly, "Do you really think ninjas who put down their swords will be so easy to pick them up again? Do you really think the other hidden villages won't attack when the Mist is at its weakest?"
"Gakidō, you… you're hopeless." Seeing his former comrade's contorted face at this moment, the leader shook his head. "No matter how good your reasons are, they're not reasons to assassinate the Fourth."
"Kill."
The leader gave the order, and the six of them began their siege.
Clang, clang… Bang.
For a moment, the sounds of swords and kunai clashing and jutsu destruction echoed through the entire forest.
Half an hour later.
A clearing was created in the forest, filled with fallen trees and craters.
The Mist rogue ninja named Gakidō was the last one standing. The six Mist ANBU ninjas who were chasing him lay in pools of blood.
Gakidō stood in front of his former ANBU comrades. Looking at their eyes, which seemed to be unable to believe that the six of them couldn't defeat him alone, he sneered coldly, "Look, this is the result of you putting down your swords. How long has it been, a year or two? Your combat state has actually weakened to this extent. You're still saying the village will be stronger in the future. Don't make me laugh. In the long run, the village will only become weaker and weaker, and eventually be destroyed by other hidden villages."
Ninjas were synonymous with fighting and killing. Once a ninja stopped focusing on fighting and stayed away from battle, their combat state would decline rapidly.
The final result was like this.
The six elite ANBU pursuit team members were actually defeated by him alone. It was ridiculous.
With this kind of combat power, how could they fight against the ANBU ninjas of Konoha and Kumo, who were still secretly fighting each other even after the Shinobi World War ended?
Gakidō had seen that the Fourth's policy would lead to the decline of the Mist ninjas' combat ability, which would lead to a crisis of annihilation. That was why he had attempted to assassinate him after his persuasion failed.
It was a pity that the Fourth Mizukage was indeed a man who ended the chaos in the Mist. His assassination attempt failed completely, and he could only flee in despair.
But he wouldn't give up. When that jutsu was developed, he would go back and kill the Fourth, bringing the Mist back on track.
"You… you can't… escape."
"The Fourth… is… right."
The leader of the ANBU team tried to look at his former comrade through the dripping blood. He still spoke his own opinion.
Thinking of the smiles hidden in the village, he believed until his death that the Fourth's policy was right.
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