Naruto Bloodline Theory? Nothing but Trash

He did not believe that an ordinary person like Mingren could reach the heights of a Demigod.

And even if he were as formidable as Hanzo of the Salamander, it would not change anything.

Because true power should be...

Seeing Yahiko's expression, Mingren knew that the Akatsuki Organization's greatest trump card was Nagato's Rinnegan.

What power could be greater than eyes identical to those of the legendary Sage of Six Paths?

Setting aside the fact that Nagato's eyes were actually part of Madara Uchiha's scheme.

The Rinnegan... was the Akatsuki Organization's source of confidence.

On the surface, Yahiko was the leader.

In reality, Nagato was the true core of the Akatsuki Organization.

He himself was the bridge to peace.

Nagato was the one who could cross the river and reach the other shore.

"Hmph..."

Mingren snorted and shook his head.

There were far too many people in this world who believed in Bloodline Theory.

Yahiko was one of them.

The Akatsuki Organization's members were exceedingly superstitious about Nagato's Rinnegan.

They placed all their hopes and their future upon Nagato.

Otherwise, Yahiko would not have directly chosen death in the Original Work.

Then there was nothing more to discuss.

The two sides ultimately parted ways.

But before Yahiko left, he still expressed goodwill.

As long as Mingren was willing, the Akatsuki Organization's doors would always be open to him.

And so, this disturbance came to an end.

The corner of Shennong's mouth lifted as he watched Yahiko's departing figure. "Placing one's hopes upon an enemy is indeed unwise."

Hanzo had lost his faith, while the Akatsuki Organization's ideals were too naïve.

Was there still any hope for the Land of Rain?

The Land of Rain's fate was very similar to that of Empty Village.

It would likely follow Empty Village down the path of destruction.

The road to restoring their nation was long.

Through his disciple's conduct, Shennong felt that he could observe and draw lessons from what this disciple would do.

What would he do under such circumstances?

"Of course, I'll keep growing stronger."

Mingren answered.

In this world filled with monsters and supernatural beings, only strength could guarantee the foundation of everything.

After his confrontation and exchange with the Akatsuki Organization,

Mingren's thoughts nearly overflowed from within.

Days of training on the brink of life and death, combined with the earlier debate,

caused surging Mental Energy to arise from his mind and heart. It successfully elevated his power once again, bringing it to "Power 8.3."

The power of Dark Chakra lay in this:

As long as the heart did not die and the will did not perish, Dark Chakra Energy could be produced without end.

"In the end, I'll drive the invaders out of the Land of Rain! Then I'll personally change the Land of Rain, and finally, the entire Ninja World."

Even the Rinnegan—

One day, he would surpass it with a body devoid of bloodline!

Mingren rose and left with Shennong.

Asuka had wanted to greet him.

But she felt that the timing was inappropriate.

The Akatsuki Organization had only just left, and her side was already going to make contact with him. Wouldn't that seem too deliberate?

She suppressed her thoughts.

And decided to continue her mission first.

"Peace sought through compromise will perish. Peace sought through struggle will endure?"

Asuka savored those words. Staring at Mingren's departing back, she silently committed them to memory...

Power Grows Once More

"You seem somewhat emotional."

On the street, wind and rain swayed around them.

Shennong followed behind his disciple and observed him.

"Dark Chakra is the power of the heart. Intense emotions of all kinds are beneficial to the growth of strength..." Mingren explained casually.

"Is that so?" Shennong felt that this was not why his disciple was angry.

There had to be... something he did not know.

Not even Shennong could have imagined

that the Sage of Six Paths' eyes were sitting in the unremarkable Nagato's eye sockets.

And Mingren had no intention of sharing that intelligence with him.

He had thought Yahiko was somewhat different.

But in the end, Yahiko still used Nagato's Rinnegan as his source of confidence, treating the Rinnegan as the savior of Akatsuki, the Land of Rain, and even the Ninja World.

In a roundabout way, he too was a supporter of Bloodline Theory.

Those who walked different paths could not make plans together.

Everything in this world would still have to be changed by his own hands!

Mingren glanced around.

Soon, he locked onto his target.

"Those Konoha ninjas just discovered signs of Amegakure's movements. They may be reporting the intelligence to their superiors..."

There were many methods of communication in the Ninja World.

They were not limited to messengers, radios, Summoning Jutsu, Chakra Perception Mode, and so on.

But no matter what they intended to do,

as long as they stood upon the Land of Rain's soil, they were invaders!

Turning and stepping forward, Mingren resolutely headed toward the dark alley.

Seeing that his disciple was about to begin a slaughter, Shennong smiled faintly and followed.

Inside the alley...

Four Konoha ninjas had gathered together.

As a cloud of white smoke rose, one of them let out a breath of relief.

Just now, they had seen a large Amegakure force pass by.

Though they did not know what Amegakure was up to again,

they could not go wrong by reporting the intelligence.

They wrote the information on a scroll, summoned a Summoned Beast, and had it carry the scroll.

Then they dismissed the Summoning Jutsu. The Summoned Beast would instantly return to the village, where comrades would naturally receive it.

To a certain extent,

ninjas with Summoned Beasts could achieve an extremely efficient method of transmitting information.

Small items could also be transferred and transported this way.

Just as the four of them were preparing to leave the alley...

A figure suddenly appeared at its entrance.

He looked like a thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy, standing in the rain and allowing the wind and water to soak him.

"Who goes there?!"

The four immediately became alert.

Tap.

Mingren stepped forward, his killing intent overflowing without the slightest attempt to conceal it.

"Stop!"

One of the Konoha ninjas threw a kunai. The rapidly flying blade struck Mingren directly in the thigh.

Mingren's movements merely paused slightly.

Then he accelerated and broke into a run.

Strength was speed.

"Power 8.3" granted him an enormous boost in movement speed.

In the blink of an eye, Mingren arrived before one of them and threw a punch.

With a bang, the man flew away.

Before he even hit the ground, cracking sounds came from his neck. By the time he slammed into the wall, he had already fallen silent.

"..."

The remaining three stopped breathing.

They watched as their comrade's neck was broken by a single punch.

The next second, the three roared in fury and unleashed their respective techniques.

Whoosh...

A surge of negative Mental Energy emerged from the corpse.

The intense thoughts from before death entered Mingren's body and were directly absorbed...

"Power... 8.35"

After absorbing the Mental Energy, Mingren felt energy coursing through his body, as if he possessed inexhaustible strength.

Black flames blazed fiercely in his eyes.

Mingren looked at the remaining three.

Soon...

The sounds of fighting came from the alley.

And the furious shouts lasted only a moment before abruptly falling silent...