Naruto Bloodline Theory? Nothing But Trash — Chapter 13

Unlike the silent leaps from buildings shown in movies.

Real jumps from buildings usually came with a deafening crash!

Especially from a height equivalent to twenty stories.

Mud and water splashed everywhere.

Mingren's body struck the ground, instantly splitting open as his limbs twisted grotesquely.

Even stark white bones were exposed.

Blood spurted out like a fountain.

Such injuries would have killed an ordinary person on the spot, but Mingren's extraordinary physical constitution left him enduring agonizing torment while remaining completely conscious.

Since this was an uninhabited area.

And it was nighttime.

No one noticed the "jump" over here...

Like a broken doll, Mingren lay in a deep puddle-filled crater...

Thump!

His heart stubbornly continued beating.

Whoosh! Hiss, hiss...

His muscles began to wriggle and twist.

Under the effects of the Body Activation Technique and the stimulated Dark Chakra.

Mingren's body began to repair itself.

The next moment.

Mingren's dazed eyes suddenly widened as he looked up at the sky.

A figure came through the splashing water. It was Shennong.

He stood before his disciple, gazing at the miserable sight.

Five years and three thousand inhuman experiments.

Combined with this extreme training that skirted the edge of life and death.

Had indeed forged terrifying willpower within him.

Whoosh... Hiss...

The skin on his body surface and the flesh beneath repeatedly writhed and healed.

After several minutes.

Mingren had fully recovered...

But there was still one problem.

Some bones did not seem to have returned to their proper positions.

So Mingren got up, extended both hands, and forcefully snapped those bones back into place.

The medical knowledge he had learned from Shennong over the past five years came in handy once again.

Hellish pain did not extinguish the black flames in his pupils. Instead, they burned even more fiercely.

Shennong said, "Just how deeply does your will to oppose the Bloodline Theory run...?"

To be honest, even he did not understand it at times.

Why was his disciple so vehemently opposed to the Bloodline Theory?

"I merely want to give the self I once deceived an explanation."

Mingren spoke in a low voice.

With that, he rose to his feet and headed back toward the rooftop.

Shennong raised an eyebrow. "You nearly died just now, and you still want to continue training?"

"Die? Aren't I still alive and kicking?"

Mingren said as he looked back.

"Now that I possess strength, I naturally need a mindset worthy of it. I... am already a strong person..."

If he were weak.

Then he would have no chance of overthrowing the Bloodline Theory.

Only by standing from the perspective of the strong could he defeat all those villainous freaks obsessed with bloodlines.

Of course.

Mingren always remembered what he wanted to prove.

Even an ordinary person could climb the heights of the Six Paths.

Even without any Kekkei Genkai, one could still become strong in this world!

Whoosh.

As the final trace of injury within him healed.

Mingren's strength climbed to a new height once more.

[Strength... 8.2!]

13. Akatsuki Organization, Yahiko's Invitation

Two days later...

At a small border town in the Land of Rain.

Mingren arrived there.

Aside from having reached a bottleneck in his training and needing real combat to further improve his strength.

His appointment to meet someone from a certain organization was also one of the reasons he had come...

Dark clouds blanketed the sky.

A light rain fell.

As he walked through the muddy streets, vendors hawked their wares everywhere.

Everything was available, from Ninja Tools such as Kunai and Shuriken to food, clothing, lodging, and travel necessities.

It was worth mentioning.

The official novel, Akatsuki Secret Chronicle, had once described this.

During the war, many merchants in the Land of Rain sold weapons and other strategic supplies to foreign ninjas from Konoha and elsewhere.

Then those foreign ninjas from Konoha, Sunagakure, and other places used the weapons sold by the merchants of the Land of Rain to slaughter the Land of Rain's residents and ninjas.

It had to be said that this was an enormous irony.

And the scene before Mingren was precisely such a spectacle.

Konoha ninjas could be seen coming and going along the streets, selecting goods they liked from the shops.

In function, this small town resembled a rest stop and supply depot.

Because it was close to the border.

And because the war had gone on for so long and the front lines had shifted, it was considered far from the combat zone, making the environment relatively peaceful.

Seeing this.

Mingren's gaze turned icy, making it impossible to tell what he was thinking.

Shennong glanced at his disciple and chuckled.

Then.

Several groups of people passed by.

The Konoha ninjas who sensed the situation immediately hid themselves.

They stayed concealed, watching the Amegakure ninjas pass through.

Only after a long while...

Did they emerge from the shadows again.

The few exchanged looks, unable to guess what major move Amegakure was making this time.

After discussing it, their figures swiftly vanished as they prepared to report their discovery to their superiors.

Naturally, Mingren also noticed the movements of those groups of Amegakure ninjas.

After watching for a moment, he continued onward toward an inn.

Inside the inn.

Asuka, Ryu, and two other companions used the "Transformation Technique" to disguise themselves as pedestrians before entering.

Seated in the main hall, they quickly noticed the group of uninvited guests removing their raincoats.

As the group lowered their hoods, Amegakure forehead protectors and youthful faces were revealed.

However.

The instant Asuka saw their faces, a nearly imperceptible frown flickered in her eyes.

Ryu and the others' gazes immediately turned hostile as well.

Without a doubt.

These people were not Amegakure ninjas.

They had an exceptionally resounding name—Akatsuki!

Though they wore Amegakure ninja forehead protectors, they had nothing to do with Amegakure.

The orange-haired young man stood up... or perhaps he was still a teenager. Cruel reality had forced everyone to grow up quickly.

He rose and looked around for a moment.

Soon, a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Because two figures he had been waiting for had entered through the door.

"Yahiko, it's been a while," Shennong said with a faint smile as he walked over to greet him.

"..."

Ryu and the other three silently watched everything, guessing at the relationship between the two groups.

Asuka's attention, meanwhile, was entirely focused on Mingren at Shennong's side.

Perhaps... this was fate.

They had met again.

"Young Lady..."

Ryu spoke softly.

How they should deal with the people of Akatsuki was also something that had always given Hanzo a headache.

Within territory under his jurisdiction.

An organization had suddenly risen to prominence.

That organization possessed armed forces, yet it was not under Amegakure's command.

That alone would have been one thing.

But they even wore Amegakure forehead protectors... what kind of situation was that?!

A flash of anger passed through Ryu and the other two's eyes.