Wood Style

"Katsuki, tell me honestly, are you sure you're confident? I've looked at all the data in your lab. Your so-called Lineage Factor theory does have feasibility, but the biggest problem is..."

"There's a lack of strong incentives, isn't there?"

Katsuki picked up the conversation, shrugging with a grin.

Tsunade's beautiful face tightened, and she glared at Katsuki with displeasure.

"Seriously, don't try to fool me. Your theory is based on a profound understanding of the human body, which is true. The reason why Kekkei Genkai are dormant is because special Lineage Factor are dormant, and the awakening of Kekkei Genkai is to awaken these special Lineage Factor... There are no flaws throughout the entire process, at least I haven't found any."

Tsunade stared at Katsuki, pausing slightly.

"However, as you said, there are very few ways to awaken Lineage Factor. Generally, it requires external triggers, such as a life-or-death crisis, which may awaken a dormant Kekkei Genkai and even make it stronger. The most obvious example is the Sharingan of the Uchiha, and there are also some more special cases..."

"The Hyuga Clan has very active Lineage Factor; they are born in a semi-awakened state, and with a little training, they can awaken their Sharingan... The activity level of Lineage Factor varies greatly among Kekkei Genkai. Our Senju Clan's Wood Release belongs to the inert type... Is that right?"

"That's right, absolutely right." Katsuki nodded. "And remember, it's not ordinary inertia, but a state of extreme inertia. To give you an analogy, it's like someone who has taken a large dose of sleeping pills; waking them up is no easy task."

"So what methods do you plan to use to help Azen awaken Wood Release?" Tsunade stepped forward, staring intently at Katsuki, not letting her guard down for a moment.

"Ah! Big Sister Tsunade, don't worry, I won't use any extreme methods, and I will absolutely not threaten Zen's safety." Katsuki raised her hands, assuring him.

Tsunade remained silent.

After a long pause, he finally said, "Then it's up to you now. The elders and I will keep an eye on things at the entrance."

Having said that, he turned and walked out.

The entrance was already covered in white, and old men and women were all crowded at the entrance watching.

"Alright, Zen, lie down on the bed!" With the last obstacle gone, Katsuki clapped her hands and directed the bewildered Senju Zen to take off his shirt and lie flat on the operating table.

Seeing Senju Zen's heart pounding, Katsuki wiped his scalpel while chatting with him. "Little Zen, are you scared?"

"A little," Senju Zen answered honestly.

"Haha! It's nothing serious, it's not a major operation, you'll be fine soon. You might feel a little uncomfortable later, so please tell me as much as you can, understand?" Katsuki asked with a smile, holding up a gleaming scalpel.

"Understood."

Senju Zen answered tremblingly, his eyes involuntarily fixed on the sharp-looking scalpel.

Then, a flash of silver light.

A tearing pain shot through his left chest. Senju Zen was very familiar with this feeling. He was already a Chunin, had carried out many missions, and had suffered many injuries. He knew very well that his body had been cut open. His eyes rolled down, and he could see the scalpel gently sliding across his chest.

Warm blood flowed from the wound, but the Senju Clan boy pursed his lips into a thin line, not uttering a sound.

Katsuki raised the scalpel and swung it down again.

This time, he cut open his own left thumb, and with great effort squeezed out a drop of blood before the wound healed on its own, which fell into the wound on Senju Zen's chest.

"Ah--!!!"

Suddenly, Senju Zen let out a shrill wail, and his body began to convulse.

However, Katsuki reached out and pressed down on Senju Zen first, and no matter how much he struggled, he could not break free from the iron-like palm.

"Young Master Zen, how are you feeling?"

"Hot, so hot, I... I feel so hot, and it hurts, it hurts a lot... It's so uncomfortable, I feel like I can't breathe..." Senju Zen's words were broken and intermittent, his body's reactions interfering with his thinking and speaking abilities.

"The reaction was more intense than expected... Hmm, interesting."

His right hand continued to press on Senju Zen, who was instinctively convulsing from the pain, while his left hand rested on the wound on his chest. He closed his eyes, carefully listening to the drop of blood that had merged into Senju Zen's body, and rapidly breaking it down. Special gene sequences dispersed and swirled in the blood, like sharks entering a swimming pool, causing chaos.

"... Oh dear! The dosage seems a bit too high," Katsuki. "But at least the result didn't disappoint me..."

Senju Zen's body is undergoing drastic changes. Due to the influence of the gene sequence in the powerful foreign Lineage Factor of Katsuki, the Senju Clan youth's body instinctively begins to resist. One dormant special factor after another is constantly awakening, and a powerful force is being conceived and sprouted.

Time passed second by second.

The elderly people at the door were sweating profusely, yet they remained focused, not even blinking.

"Alright!"

Finally, Katsuki put down the scalpel, wiped the dried blood from her palms with a damp towel, and waved to the people at the door that they could come in.

"How are you, Achan? How are you feeling?"

"Katsuki, did you succeed?"

"Make way, make way, let me examine him." Tsunade forcefully dispersed the elders, squeezed to the operating table, and began to examine Senju Zen.

"It's all done, Zen brother. You can get up now and go to the courtyard to test your new power." Katsuki clapped her hands.

Senju Zen slowly sat up, the wound on his chest had already scabbed over. He rolled out of bed and walked step by step outside, standing in the courtyard. Tsunade and the elders stood nervously in the corridor, their eyes fixed on the shirtless boy in the courtyard.

"...Crack!"

Like a seed sprouting, a crisp, delicate sound rang out. The emerald green shoot broke through the soil and emerged from the ground, then continued to grow, slowly increasing in size at a visible rate. A large tree, as thick as a bucket, stood tall in the center of the courtyard, its umbrella-like canopy casting a large shade.

Senju Zen stood in the shade, looking up at the big tree in front of him, his eyes filled with endless surprise.

"Wood Release... It really is Wood Release... Heavens beggars, it really is Wood Release!"

"Wood Style Jutsu: Technique... I never thought I'd see Wood Release again before I died..."

"Heaven has not forsaken my Senju Clan!!!"

A group of old men were shouting and yelling like madmen, staring at the big tree in the courtyard as if they wanted to worship it. They were as excited as teenagers, with turbid tears flowing freely and their wailing filling the courtyard.