Predator's Malice

The "Wild Domain" in Hanma's mind was undergoing a transformation. Its text twisted and gathered continuously as a brand-new Entry was about to be born!

He recalled fighting tigers and leopards since childhood, training while carrying hundreds, even thousands, of pounds.

The first time he killed someone, then studying how to take another person's life with the greatest efficiency.

The first time he understood the connection between body and soul.

The first time he smashed someone's ninjutsu apart with his bare hands.

Countless past experiences gathered in Hanma's mind, colliding and merging without end, while the aura around him grew increasingly sharp.

A small stream of cold, sinister energy quietly flowed from Hanma's eyes and gathered toward those large words, staining them with a trace of ominousness.

The Entry gradually changed from black to gray, then revealed a bewitching shade of red.

Wild Domain >> Predatory Malice!

Predatory Malice: The Predator Domain releases a large amount of Blood Qi. When you lock onto a target, the enemy will feel overwhelming malice and unease, causing their bodily functions to become disrupted. Enemies within the domain will continuously have their energy drained by Blood Qi until they die.

During the clan meeting, the clansman seated beside Hanma suddenly shuddered as an indescribable anxiety and sense of weakness surged into his heart.

A ninja's nerves were extremely sensitive, even somewhat neurotic.

Hanma slowly opened his eyes and gave a vicious grin, amplifying the Predator Domain to full power.

A gloomy aura suddenly enveloped the entire clan grounds. Blood Qi lingered around them like mist, and an unknown fear arose in everyone's hearts.

The weaker clansmen found themselves constantly reliving the moments in their lives when they had come closest to death.

Their thoughts were no longer under the control of their reason, and their Chakra vanished as though a dam had burst.

Even Setsuna felt uneasy and agitated. He rose to his feet with a frown.

Whoosh.

Nearly every clansman activated their Sharingan, scanning their surroundings warily in search of the source of the Blood Qi.

Some of the more nervous ones had already begun forming hand seals.

"Brother Hanma, did you gain some new insight again?"

Fugaku stared at Hanma with a pair of Red Eyes, asking in disbelief.

Hanma stood up as strands of Blood Qi returned to his body, bringing with them a considerable amount of Chakra.

"Hahahahaha, my apologies for alarming everyone."

"I'm someone who cultivates anytime, anywhere. I failed to control a new technique properly and disturbed you all."

"So, I'll take my leave first."

Hanma let out a long laugh, leisurely rose to his feet, gave a slight bow to those around him, and slowly walked out of the clan assembly hall.

"What a monster."

"Hanma really is a monster."

Several talented young Uchiha, such as Tekka and Yashiro, had initially been deeply dissatisfied with Hanma's wilfulness.

They believed Hanma held no loyalty to the clan and had even abandoned the Sharingan, making him a heretical clown.

But after Hanma grew stronger, their views changed, and they vaguely began to regard him as an idol.

"Enough. You are Uchiha, so look at yourselves!"

Setsuna cleared his throat with authority.

"The remaining clansmen must continue training diligently. Whether we are fighting the Hokage faction or revitalizing the Uchiha, strength comes first!"

"That concludes today's clan meeting. Dismissed!"

The clansmen left the hall in groups of two and three.

Setsuna wore a solemn expression as he carefully considered Hanma's display just now.

"Go inform Hanma that the clan has decided to grant him a share of the clan's businesses and give him the Clan Elder Badge."

"Yes."

A guard stepped out from the shadows and rushed toward Hanma's courtyard.

Setsuna stood at the shrine gate, his heart in turmoil.

The clan has produced a monster. Has killing intent become something that can be used as high-level Genjutsu? What terrifying presence. His strength and speed are also completely abnormal. Even Three Tomoe clansmen can only see the trail of his movement during sparring, while their nerves cannot react in time. And once he touches them, a fracture is the mildest possible injury. Hanma, has your body already broken through that limit?

Setsuna looked at the sweat in his palm, sighed, and slowly walked toward the Uchiha's secret vault.

Clan Head Madara, did the records you left behind ever mention a taijutsu ninja like this?

Konoha, Food Street, Yakiniku Q.

A blond boy was waving his chopsticks at the grilled meat.

"Ah, juicy grilled pork belly with a bowl of white rice. What a perfect match!"

"Mm, and another cold bottle of orange soda. Long live Yakiniku Q!"

The red-haired girl sitting across from the blond boy was like a squirrel, her mouth stuffed full of grilled meat and rice as she chewed fiercely.

"What a comfortable day. If Teacher Hanma doesn't make me train this afternoon, it'll be perfect."

"Hmm?"

An inexplicable panic suddenly rose in the blond boy's heart. His face stiffened as he remembered something unpleasant.

A large hand quietly settled atop his head and ruffled it hard several times.

"Yo, my foolish disciple. Minato, is this your girlfriend?"

Pfft!!!

The red-haired little girl, Kushina, sprayed out a mouthful of orange soda.

Hanma chuckled and pinched Minato between two fingers, blocking Kushina's "attack."

"What is this, Teacher Hanma?! You could've just dodged! You're so fast!"

Minato wiped the soda from his face in dissatisfaction.

"You can say I'm strong, but you can't say I'm fast, little Minato."

Hanma grinned as he picked up a slice of grilled meat and called for the waiter.

"Another thirty plates of honey-glazed beef belly, twenty plates of grilled wings, and five buckets of rice!"

The owner of the Yakiniku Restaurant, Akimichi Heitsun, loudly greeted Hanma.

"Oh~~! Mr. Hanma is here! Please wait a moment!"

Hanma happily snatched Minato's chopsticks and began mercilessly clearing out the meat on the table.

Minato puffed out his cheeks, poked Hanma in dissatisfaction, and asked,

"Teacher, our team only has me right now. You're not going to take only me on missions, are you?"

Hanma shrugged, drained a bottle of orange soda, then grabbed a pair of grilled wings and spoke while chewing.

"You don't think taking care of an idiot like you is easy, do you?"

"If I get another one even dumber than you, your teacher won't be able to handle it."

Minato snorted. "I was first among last year's graduates!"

"Even when Lord Jiraiya wanted me to become his disciple, I refused! I'm pretty great too!"

Hanma flicked Minato on the forehead and comforted him.

"Alright, alright. Why don't you mention how I took you out to eat, drink, and play when you were five?"

"And Lord Jiraiya? The day after tomorrow, the village is holding a selection for elite Jonin among the Jonin. Just watch how your teacher deals with him!"

Minato's eyes suddenly lit up, and Little Pepper Kushina across from him also looked over curiously.

"Elite Jonin? Put plainly, they're still Jonin."

"But war may break out soon. Everyone in the Jonin Squad is usually quite proud, so they're ranking everyone first to make command easier when the time comes."

Minato blinked and asked, "Teacher, can I go watch?"

Little Pepper also raised her hand. "Kushina wants to see it too!"

Hanma looked them over, swept through the grilled meat and rice that had just been served, then slowly said,

"There's no harm in letting you watch. Gather at the Hokage Building at eight in the morning the day after tomorrow. I'll take you inside."

Hanma then stood up, tossed down a stack of banknotes, and left only one sentence hanging in the air.

"Alright, my foolish disciple. Your teacher is going to train now, so stay here and keep your little girlfriend company."

Watching Hanma vanish before their eyes as though he had teleported, Kushina ignored his earlier teasing and excitedly asked Minato,

"Who is that uncle? He looked so cool!"

Minato wiped his face and said with a hint of helplessness,

"He's my teacher, and also my big brother. He's taken me out to play since I was little, so we're very close."

"A few days ago, the village promoted him to Jonin. He's my instructor now!"

"But don't let his unserious appearance fool you. In my heart, he's the second strongest person after the Hokage!"

Kushina pinched her chin and curiously pressed on.

"That uncle looked pretty strong too, but he was only just promoted to Jonin. We won't see him embarrass himself the day after tomorrow, right?"

Minato suddenly patted Kushina on the head. "Alright, don't worry."

"Come on, let's go get ice cream. We can't waste the money Teacher gave me!"

Kushina's face instantly flushed red at the sudden head pat. She murmured, "Th-then let's go."

Minato secretly felt delighted. Teacher really did speak the truth!

When chasing a girl, as long as you were willing to spend money and set aside your pride, you had already succeeded halfway!

Minato secretly encouraged himself. Keep it up!