The Third Kazekage Personally Gives Chase

Before the word "eyes" could leave his mouth, the Sand Village jonin felt the world spin around him.

In the next instant, he found himself in a place of breathtaking natural beauty, surrounded by blooming cherry blossoms.

In this refreshing place, pleasant music began to play, filling him with the urge to dance gracefully.

"Captain!!"

Seeing their captain suddenly freeze in place, the three Sand Village chunin were dumbfounded.

Had their captain fallen under the enemy's Genjutsu?

Just as they were about to help the Sand Village jonin break free of the Genjutsu, he suddenly moved.

The Sand Village jonin, caught in the large-scale social-death Genjutsu Sakura Falling, raised one hand in an orchid-finger gesture, placed the other at his waist, pressed his feet together, and bent his knees inward in an overlapping pose.

The awkward dance began...

"Captain..."

Watching their captain dance so awkwardly, the three Sand Village chunin were utterly stunned.

They had never imagined that their stern, old-fashioned captain would one day dance—and dance so... painfully to watch.

"You wake the captain up. We'll go take down that little—"

The Sand Village chunin assigning tasks suddenly heard a devilish whisper in his ear.

"Are you trying to take me down?"

The scarlet Three-tomoe Sharingan gleamed in the darkness like a pair of demonic eyes, its three tomoe slowly turning.

"Pfft~~~"

The Ninja Sword pierced through his heart from behind and emerged from his chest. Blood trickled down the sharp blade.

"When did you..."

"Were you looking down on these eyes too much?"

Like a ghost, Chiyue pulled out his Ninja Sword and stabbed the other two Sand Village chunin controlled by Genjutsu.

Had Sunagakure's ninjas gone too long without facing Uchiha Clan jonin?

How could they be this slow!

Didn't they know that when facing an Uchiha Clan member head-on, if the other side had a Three-tomoe Sharingan, the best choice was to run?

This was utterly without challenge.

Chiyue finally understood why Uchiha Shisui and Uchiha Itachi killed people in the future as easily as chopping vegetables.

With a single Genjutsu controlling them, their enemies were like pigs and sheep waiting for slaughter.

They could even take their time considering which angle would be best for the knife.

It was no wonder the Uchiha Clan dared to call themselves the strongest clan in the ninja world. They truly had the confidence to back it up.

Especially after the Senju Clan had become ordinary civilians, there was nothing wrong with calling themselves the strongest clan in the ninja world.

As for the Hyuga Clan, who competed with the Uchiha Clan for first place—

Chiyue merely smiled without saying anything.

He admitted that the Tenseigan was incredibly powerful, but the Byakugan...

It was just so-so!

Forget comparing it to the Mangekyo or Eternal Mangekyo—even compared to the Three-tomoe Sharingan, it still came up short.

In Konoha, when people compared the Hyuga Clan with the Uchiha Clan, it was fine to listen, but one should never take it seriously.

"That dance is really ugly."

Watching the Sand Village jonin still dancing gracefully, Chiyue found it painful to look at.

The Ninja Sword flashed, and the man's head shot into the sky.

Taking out a Sealing Scroll, Chiyue sealed the corpse into it.

Chiyue hoisted the person lying on the ground onto his shoulder and hurried after Minato and Uchiha Mikoto.

A single double-layered Genjutsu had wiped out a jonin squad.

Though it was only a standard jonin-led squad, not the kind composed entirely of jonin.

Still, such a record was more than dazzling enough for Chiyue.

Once he brought the Sand Village jonin's corpse back, he would earn quite a few contributions and military merits.

The social-death Genjutsu Sakura Falling was stronger than he had imagined. The enemy had been caught before he could react at all.

Chiyue had activated his Sharingan for the three chunin, not for the Sand Village jonin.

To deal with him, one exclusive Genjutsu was enough.

The Genjutsu control of the Three-tomoe Sharingan had also exceeded his expectations.

"Should I put more effort into Genjutsu in the future?"

Muttering to himself, Chiyue said inwardly,

"White, if anyone approaches, notify me immediately."

"Okay, Master."

Inside the Sealing Space, White, whose body had shrunk into a small white fox, lazily yawned.

He looked somewhat sluggish on the surface, but he was constantly observing every movement around them.

If any enemy approached, he would notify Chiyue immediately.

If Chiyue failed to react in time, White would take the initiative to leap out of the Sealing Space and assist him in battle.

"Everything okay?"

Chiyue quickly caught up with Minato and Uchiha Mikoto. His Body Flicker Technique was far faster than theirs.

"No problem."

Chiyue grinned.

"Just a jonin squad. I took care of them in minutes, and I can earn plenty of military merits when we get back.

But Sunagakure's Third Kazekage seems to be behind us, so we'd better run faster.

Unless you want to face the Kazekage known as the strongest."

I want to beat you to death!

Minato nearly choked on his own saliva. Hearing Chiyue call it "just a jonin squad" that he had handled in minutes gave him an inexplicable urge to hit someone.

Uchiha Mikoto was similarly speechless, clearly provoked by Chiyue's words.

Fortunately, what Chiyue said afterward gave them both a fright, and they hurriedly sped up. Neither wanted to stay behind to face the Third Kazekage, who was known as the strongest.

It would already be fortunate if the Third Kazekage did not personally chase after them.

How could they dare stay?

Watching the two of them shudder and hurriedly accelerate in panic, Chiyue could not help but laugh.

He really wanted to tell them that even if the Third Kazekage caught up, their squad could still retreat safely.

But Minato and Uchiha Mikoto could not rely on him too much. Giving them some sense of crisis was a good thing.

"Hmph!!"

Every squad sent in pursuit had been wiped out, and the jonin leading them was missing. The Third Kazekage's expression was terrifyingly grim.

The Sand Village ninja around him did not even dare breathe loudly, afraid they might accidentally provoke him.

From the people in the camp, they had obtained the basic intelligence on the escort squad.

They were merely three brats, and only chunin at that.

Yet a squad led by a jonin had been sent to pursue them, only to be slaughtered along the way.

No one could accept that.

Once the intelligence was sent back, Sunagakure's plan to launch a surprise attack on Konoha would fail.

"Continue the pursuit! We cannot let them send the intelligence back."

A great mass of Iron Sand appeared beneath the Third Kazekage's feet, lifting him into the air as he flew in the direction Chiyue's group had escaped.

"Master, someone is catching up. He's in the sky!"

White suddenly cried out. Chiyue's steps paused, but he continued running and even said to the panting Minato and Uchiha Mikoto,

"Did you know? Sunagakure's Third Kazekage can dance."

"Huh?"

Minato stumbled and nearly crashed into a tree.

At a time like this, you still had the mood to joke around? Who the hell knew whether the Third Kazekage could dance?

No one would be bored enough to gather intelligence like that.

"Chiyue, that joke isn't funny."

Uchiha Mikoto panted heavily. She felt that she desperately needed a proper rest.

If she did not have to explain things after returning to the village, she really wanted to throw down the person she was carrying.

Why did he have to be so fat? He was exhausting her.

"No, it's true, because the Third Kazekage is here."

Chiyue stopped running.

"The Third Kazekage?"

Minato and Uchiha Mikoto's expressions changed. Their sweat-soaked faces instantly turned pale.