The Goose Illusionary Book!

China's first monograph on illusion arts was the Ming Dynasty's Immortals' Illusionary Arts, which recorded more than twenty kinds of ancient illusion arts. Unfortunately, the book had been lost. The true culmination of Chinese illusion arts was Goose Illusion Compilation, written by Tang Zaifeng in the late Qing Dynasty.

Ming Jing's body was still that of a child, after all. After watching the Nine-Tails Fox Demon rage for a while, he went to rest. Koji Kurama, the Kurama Clan Head—since no name could be found, one had been made up—ordered two maids to take Ming Jing away, while he remained outside, gazing at Konoha from afar.

When Ming Jing woke up the next day and saw two adorably cute maids kneeling at the door, he finally realized that he really had transmigrated.

"Good morning, Young Master!" The two maids lowered their heads and greeted him softly.

"Good morning. Has the Clan Head gone out?" Ming Jing smiled and nodded. Having been a loser for nearly twenty years, he had suddenly become a young master. He felt that he ought to enjoy it for a few more days before promoting the transmigrator's concept that all beings were equal.

"The Clan Head took the clan's ninja to support the disaster-stricken areas in the village last night," Mina, the maid on the right, answered.

"I see. Let's go see the Matriarch." Ming Jing stood where he was, but his eyes were fixed on the distant ruins of Konoha. This might be an opportunity!

Led by two familiar faces, Ming Jing easily arrived outside Mai Kurama's room. The beautiful woman held an adorable baby in her arms, her face glowing with maternal warmth.

"Ming Jing greets Aunt." Ming Jing considered it. It was rather difficult for him to suddenly kneel and speak to a stranger. It would be better to clasp his hands in greeting to an elder according to Huaxia etiquette.

"Oh my! Ming Jing, good morning! Yakumo, say hello to Brother!" Mai Kurama smiled with a mother's warmth as she spoke, lifting little Yakumo's hand and waving it at Ming Jing.

Ming Jing smiled back at little Yakumo. "This child is very well-behaved."

"That's because something so terrible happened in the village last night. The child was so frightened that she didn't fall asleep until midnight, so she has no energy to fuss now." At this point, Mai Kurama could not help but sigh. "The village must have suffered terrible losses this time... I wonder how things are now..."

Listening to Mai Kurama, Ming Jing sighed inwardly. It seemed the Kurama Clan's situation was even worse than he had imagined! Such a huge incident had happened so close to their home, yet the clan did not even have any concrete intelligence...

"The village has the Third and Fourth Hokage. There shouldn't be any major problem," Ming Jing reassured her. Anyway, he only needed to present himself as someone who trusted the Hokage completely.

By evening, Koji Kurama returned with more than ten clan ninja, every one of them exhausted and panting. Only after taking a bath and changing clothes did Koji Kurama tell Ming Jing that they had spent the entire day doing manual labor in the village. For the Kurama Clan, who only knew illusion arts, it had indeed been quite tiring.

Taking the opportunity, Ming Jing asked Koji Kurama to teach him how to refine Chakra. Koji Kurama laughed happily and demonstrated how to refine Chakra on the spot.

Over the following days, Koji Kurama continued helping the village recover. Ming Jing stayed home and quietly refined Chakra. In truth, Ming Jing's talent was not exceptional. It took him nearly a week just to refine a trace of Chakra. Compared to other transmigrators, he was simply pathetically weak!

Even so, Ming Jing was still delighted. This was Chakra! Supernatural power! That night, he was so excited that he could not sleep. He kept sensing the energy within his body until dawn was near, when he finally fell asleep.

However, Ming Jing did not know that after he fell asleep, the entire Kurama Clan was alarmed.

In his dream, Ming Jing seemed to return to his seat on the bus. The old man still sat beside him, watching him with a kind smile.

"Sir, who exactly are you?" Ming Jing looked around and discovered that everyone was frozen in place, as if time had stopped.

"Does it matter who I am?" the old man asked in return.

"Then according to you, what does matter?" Ming Jing sighed. He hated talking to profound people like this the most.

"Of course, the title of the Strongest Illusionist is what matters!" At that, the old man straightened his back, and an overwhelming Haki of absolute confidence burst from him!

Ming Jing was dumbfounded! Were masters these days all so unconventional? It would have been one thing if he had not had a proper shop, but he was actually squeezing onto a bus?!

"So, I tricked you into the Naruto World. Boy, let those natives see what true illusion arts are! I shall now pass down to you an unparalleled divine skill—The Goose Illusionary Book!" As the old man's voice fell, countless things suddenly appeared in Ming Jing's mind: Hundred-Step Lamp Extinguisher, Egg Carving, Tea Clouds, Dragon in the Tea, Leaf Bloom, Finger Shatters Stone, Catch Sparrow, Fish Come, Water to Wine, Horse on Water, Frog Teaches, Ant Formation...

A full one hundred and eight illusion arts!

Moreover, all of those illusion arts had one thing in common: none of them required Hand Seals!

In other words, every single one was at least a B-rank illusion art!

Take Hundred-Step Lamp Extinguisher—the Silk Method—as an example. It sounded rather ordinary. In the Naruto World, the "lamp" referred to the technique formed through Hand Seals, while "hundred steps" referred to the range of one's vision. In other words, as long as someone appeared within Ming Jing's line of sight, he could use this illusion art to interrupt that person's ninjutsu!

It was practically the nemesis of ninjutsu-type ninja!

Besides that, there were the Six Gates Arts: the Hand Technique Gate, Silk Hair Gate, Colored Hair Gate, Transport Gate, Medicine Technique Gate, and Talisman Technique Gate. All in all, Ming Jing had struck it rich this time. As long as he mastered The Goose Illusionary Book, forget Madara Uchiha—even if Kaguya Otsutsuki came, he would dare to fight her!

"Hahaha... From now on, I'll be the grandmaster of illusion arts in the Naruto World!" Ming Jing could not help laughing loudly as he thought of that.

In the Naruto World, Ming Jing's face grew redder and redder after he fell asleep. When Mina and Momoe noticed something was wrong with him, they immediately informed Mai Kurama.

Mai Kurama hurried over with little Yakumo in her arms. The moment she saw him, joy filled her heart. This was a sign of the Kurama Clan's Bloodline Awakening! She said to Mina, "Go notify the Clan Head immediately. Tell him the Young Master is about to awaken!"

"Yes!" Mina understood the seriousness of the matter and immediately ran out.

Koji Kurama was directing clan members to clear the ruins in the village when he received Mina's report. He rushed back at once. The moment he entered, he shouted, "How is Ming Jing doing?"

Several of the clan's most senior elders had also arrived. They had seen Kurama clansmen awaken before. After observing him for a while, the elders discussed it among themselves before determining that Ming Jing's condition was a relatively rare type of Bloodline Awakening, but it would not be dangerous.

Thus, upon hearing Koji Kurama's shout, one elder stepped forward and answered, "Rest assured, Clan Head. The Young Master's condition is fairly stable. Judging by the situation, he should wake up after today. Clan Head, our Kurama Clan finally has hope!" As he spoke, the elder's voice trembled. He had witnessed the Kurama Clan's glory. A prestigious clan that had once stood shoulder to shoulder with the Uchiha Clan had finally produced someone whose bloodline had awakened after all these years!

"Yes! We finally have hope!" Koji Kurama also let out a heavy sigh. After so many years, someone from the Kurama Clan could finally use Control of the Five Senses!

Brother, you truly gave me a magnificent gift!

Koji Kurama looked up at the sky, as though he could see his naturally confident younger brother...