I, an Ordinary Person, Can Beat Up Jinchuriki

Rasa was, after all, a man who had weathered countless storms. As Gaara's biological father, he endured several shocks every single day. Over the years, this had forged a heart of steel.

Soon enough, he snapped out of his shock.

But not a trace of relief showed on his face.

To casually produce such a massive fortune—even the Feudal Lords of the Five Great Nations likely couldn't manage it, let alone him, the Kazekage. After all, Magnet Release wasn't omnipotent.

What's more, when Wang Yan had conjured that mountain of Jewels like a magic trick just now, he hadn't used a sealing scroll, nor had there been any Chakra fluctuation!

"This is?" Gaara's old father asked tentatively.

The question came out of nowhere, but Wang Yan still grasped what the other meant.

He extended his left hand, curling his four fingers slightly.

On his slender, fair pinky, a shimmering storage ring gleamed with a faint, cold light—one glance told you it was no ordinary item.

"This is the Coiled Dragon Ring, one of the Council's newest flagship products. It serves the same function as an item-sealing scroll, but is far more convenient and faster. Even an Ordinary person like me, who hasn't deliberately trained Chakra and doesn't know any ninjutsu, can use it."

Wang Yan's smile was brimming with charm; he didn't need a draft to spin his lies.

Watching him casually spout nonsense, the three little members of Team 7 of Konoha couldn't help twitching at the corners of their mouths.

Damn it!

Their mentor must have been an actor before teaming up with Lord Main God!

Spouting lies right in front of people who knew the truth, without a shred of shame, and it didn't even feel out of place.

Maybe Wang Yan really didn't know ninjutsu, but he was far from being any "Ordinary person"!

"Ninja World Peace Council... Coiled Dragon Ring... I'll remember that."

Rasa nodded. He felt no shame over his lack of intelligence—after all, the world was vast, and who knew how many hidden powers lurked beyond the Five Great Nations' overt forces?

Wang Yan held up two fingers and said with a grin, "So, can we move on to the second matter?"

Rasa showed twelve percent seriousness and respect, his tone grave: "Of course, please do."

Wang Yan gave no reaction to the shift in his attitude.

As if used to such scenes, he spoke like he was reading an announcement: "We hope to improve both the quantity and quality of Sunagakure's ninja through education, working together to build a bright new future for the Ninja World!"

"We want every ninja from now on to not only possess formidable strength, but also to uphold civility, courtesy, hygiene, order, and morality—while cultivating beauty in the heart, beauty in speech, beauty in conduct, and beauty in the environment."

"This is the foundation the Council has set for every member and allied force, abbreviated as the 'Five Emphases and Four Beauties.'"

"We firmly believe that as long as everyone has both great power and a kind heart, peace in the Ninja World can surely be achieved!"

Rasa listened, his head spinning.

If it weren't for the gold bricks filling half the meeting hall, he'd have slapped Wang Yan with a "moron" label the moment he heard those words.

The Five Great Nations had been locked in conflict for over a thousand years. Though the major powers were currently lying low and conserving strength, calling the grudges between them a sea of blood and mountains of corpses wouldn't be an overstatement.

In the foreseeable future, a cataclysmic war would inevitably erupt among the nations, dragging the entire Ninja World into chaos!

To cling to the belief in "peace" under these circumstances was nothing but a pipe dream!

And what the hell was that "Five Emphases and Four Beauties"?

Even if the Sage of Six Paths were alive, he could never bring about such a utopia!

People had to save face. He'd just taken the man's money; calling him an idiot right away would be too low.

Rasa weighed his words for a moment, then said, "The Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind once ordered us to downsize our forces to save military expenses. Training more ninja would mean burning bridges with him."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over the pile of Jewels several times.

This was his hint to Wang Yan—the Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind was Sunagakure's long-term meal ticket and benefactor. The money Wang Yan had given, though generous, was a one-time deal. He wouldn't kill the goose that laid the golden egg.

Wang Yan curled his lips and sneered, "The Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind? That Small Fry won't be hopping around much longer. Don't worry about him."

Only now did he finally show a hint of his true edge.

Or rather, the vicious face of a deeply hidden capitalist.

For someone with value, even if they couldn't use ninjutsu, even if they were a beggar, he'd go out of his way to groom and guide them. But for those tagged as "utterly worthless," he couldn't be bothered to waste half a brain cell thinking about their situation.

The Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind, the Feudal Lord of the Land of Fire...

They might not have offended Wang Yan, but they stood in his way.

Only two fates awaited them—either step down and yield, or die!

Hearing this, the three genin of Team 7 exchanged glances, witnessing for the first time Wang Yan's utter disregard for power and tradition.

That was a Feudal Lord! The ruler of an entire nation!

Rasa's face darkened.

Sunagakure was a village that deeply valued tradition. The Feudal Lord of the Land of Wind's authority and prestige were even stronger than in the Land of Fire.

If it were anyone else, he'd have turned hostile on the spot.

But Wang Yan's unflappable demeanor made Rasa suppress that flicker of discontent.

"The Council... just what kind of organization is it? The other party clearly knows Sunagakure's strength, yet dares to spout such arrogance?"

Rasa thought to himself, unaware that the so-called "Ninja World Peace Council" was an organization entirely fabricated by someone's wild claims.

"Perhaps the Kazekage-sama thinks I'm bluffing?" Wang Yan's tone carried a hint of amusement.

No shit!

Rasa couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Wang Yan just smiled faintly, stroking the Coiled Dragon Ring on his left pinky, his tone leisurely: "I only mentioned part of the ring's functions earlier."

"As a high-ranking member of the Council, my Coiled Dragon Ring contains many advanced jutsu left by a Fuinjutsu master. Even an Ordinary person like me can wield power to rival a tailed beast."

Damn!

The Fourth Kazekage nearly cursed out loud.

Did he think he had no brains?

If an Ordinary person could beat a tailed beast, then what was the point of the First Hokage, Hashirama Senju, distributing the tailed beasts back in the day?

"It seems you don't quite believe me..."

"Oh well. Facts speak louder than words, and actions always trump speech."

Talking to himself, the ring on Wang Yan's finger emitted a dazzling silver-white glow.

Bathed in that light, his figure gradually faded, eventually Disappeared without a trace.

"Where... did he go?"

Rasa was stunned in true Kazekage fashion.

Was that the Fourth Hokage's Flying Thunder God technique, the Yellow Flash's move?

Maybe, maybe not.

The Fourth Kazekage felt that the shock he'd experienced in the past few decades couldn't compare to today.

Sasuke, Naruto, and Sakura looked at him with a mix of sympathy and understanding.

Three seconds later.

Shua!

Two figures appeared in the meeting hall.

One was Wang Yan, and the other...

Crimson short hair, the character "love" engraved on his forehead, a large gourd strapped to his back.

"Gaara!"

Rasa's pupils instantly contracted into dangerous, Needle-like slits. A chill shot from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, his short hair standing on end—clearly terrified.

Gaara, his own son, the proud Jinchuriki of the One-Tails Shukaku, hadn't even lasted ten seconds against an Ordinary person like Wang Yan. He'd lost all Combat power and will to resist, captured alive!

An unprecedented wave of terror surged into Rasa's heart, instantly flooding his entire body.

"Don't worry. Your son just fell under the Genjutsu 'Sub-Level Amaterasu' stored in the Coiled Dragon Ring. He'll recover soon."

"Also, the One-Tails Shukaku has been temporarily sealed by 'Wood Style: Tailed Beast Hunting Technique,' so no need to fear a rampage."

Wang Yan looked at Rasa with a half-smile, his tone slightly teasing: "So? Mr. Rasa, do you now believe in the Council's strength and resolve?"

Rasa's face darkened. He was furious but dared not speak out: "Let's just discuss the third matter first."

"The third matter is promoting the Virtual Reality game!"

Wang Yan put on a clueless expression: "You don't seem too interested. How about I wake your son up, and we all have a chat?"

Rasa, deeply frustrated, gritted his teeth: "No. That Virtual Reality game... I'm very interested."

He felt he'd never been this frustrated in his entire life!

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