The Blade Named Genmetsu

"System, why does my Zanpakuto still show as unnamed?" Naraku asked the system curiously.

"That's because the host's Zanpakuto has merged with the host, so the name has to be chosen by the host himself. Whatever you think this Zanpakuto should be called, just name it directly. If you want to call it the World's Greatest Pig-Slaying Knife, that's totally fine too!"

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Naraku was beyond words at the system's trolling.

What the hell was the World's Greatest Pig-Slaying Knife? With a Zanpakuto as powerful as mine, giving it a crappy name like that? Hah, system, you're dreaming.

"Hmm... what should I name my Zanpakuto?" Sitting cross-legged, Naraku propped his chin on his hand, deep in thought.

"How about Thousand Changes? Or Myriad Transformations? No, no, too cliché!" Naraku quickly dismissed the ideas.

"Then what about Ever-Changing Divine Blade? No, that's even worse..." He shook his head again.

And so, Naraku sat alone on the hillside, racking his brains.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck!

"Right, since this blade can possess the abilities of all Zanpakuto, I'll call it—Genmetsu."

"Myriad transformations to deceive, annihilation to vanquish all foes!"

Naraku stood up excitedly, raising his Zanpakuto high, and declared loudly, "From now on, you shall be called Genmetsu!"

"Ding, congratulations to the host for naming the Zanpakuto!"

Naraku opened his status panel, and sure enough, the Zanpakuto entry had changed to: "Zanpakuto (Genmetsu)."

The Zanpakuto in his hand seemed to tremble lightly with joy at having a name.

Thrilled, Naraku wanted to try out its Shikai ability, but then he remembered that Sakashima Yokoso's power only worked on enemies. He was alone right now—what the hell was he supposed to test it on?

So he could only put the Zanpakuto down in disappointment.

Suddenly, Naraku's ear twitched, and he looked toward the nearby woods.

"Hmph, who's there, skulking in the shadows? Come out!" Naraku snorted coldly at the forest.

"Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh."

Several figures flashed out from the trees.

They were all dressed in Konoha ninja gear, wearing animal masks.

Seeing that they were Konoha ninjas, Naraku asked curiously, "Are you Konoha's ANBU? Did the Third Hokage need something from me? Strange, didn't I just leave his place?"

"Hyuga Naraku, we are Root Ninja under Lord Danzo's command. We've come on his orders to bring you to see him. Please come with us," said the leading ninja.

"Oh? Danzo's men?" Naraku's lips curled into a mocking smile.

It seemed that news of his promotion to Jonin-level strength had already reached Danzo. Danzo couldn't sit still anymore and wanted to take control of him.

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"Ah, sorry, I'm pretty busy and don't have time to see Danzo. Please pass along the message—I'll see him when I'm free," Naraku said with a wave of his hand, speaking flatly to the Root Ninja.

"Hmph, Hyuga Naraku, you don't seem to understand the situation. We're politely asking you to come, but do you really think whether you go or not is up to you? If you don't want to suffer, you'd better come quietly," the Root Ninja said coldly, staring at Naraku.

Hearing this, Naraku raised an eyebrow.

"Oh ho? What's this? You're saying if I don't want to go, you'll use force? I'm under the Hokage's jurisdiction—Danzo has no authority over me. Besides, even the Hokage isn't this domineering. Does that old geezer Danzo think he's something special? What, is he planning a coup or something?"

If this had been the Naraku from before yesterday, he might not have been so bold in the face of Danzo's men. With limited strength, he'd have had to keep his head down.

But after last night, he'd successfully gained Advanced Spiritual Pressure and Jonin-level strength. Today, he'd also achieved his Zanpakuto's Shikai and obtained the terrifying ability of Sakashima Yokoso. Now, Naraku was brimming with confidence!

"Looks like you're refusing a toast only to drink a forfeit. Do you really think having Jonin strength lets you defy Lord Danzo's orders? A ten-year-old Jonin—quite the genius—but you're still just a brat. There's no shortage of geniuses who die young. Let us teach you today that even among Jonin, there are levels of strength!"

Seeing Naraku's unwillingness to cooperate, the Root Ninja grew irritated and decided to teach him a lesson, beating him into submission before dragging him back.

"As expected, a master's dogs reflect the master. Since you want to fight, I'll use you to test my Shikai!"

Naraku was actually pretty happy right now. He'd just been thinking he had no test subject for his new Shikai, and now some had conveniently shown up.

The Root Ninja all assumed combat stances. Some drew shuriken, while others fell back and began forming hand signs, ready to unleash jutsu. Clearly, they were experienced and well-coordinated.

Facing the encirclement of several Root Ninja, Naraku wasn't flustered at all.

He raised the Zanpakuto in his hand and said softly, "Sakashima Yokoso."

The next moment, the shape of his Zanpakuto changed. A large ring suddenly appeared at the end of the hilt, and five holes emerged on the blade. Then, the entire sword began to spin three hundred and sixty degrees around Naraku's palm.

"What kind of strange ninja tool is that?"

The Root Ninja watched the transformation of Naraku's blade, their hearts filled with doubt.

"Hmph, just a trick to scare people. Attack together and take him down!" the leading Root Ninja snorted, commanding the others.

No sooner had he spoken than he charged at Naraku first.

Facing their assault, Naraku dodged aside, his spinning blade continuing to turn.

Naraku's speed was already fast, and now that his Flash Step had reached the advanced level, he was far quicker than before.

You know, even Uchiha Itachi, Shisui's biggest fanboy, personally admitted that Narak's speed was on par with Shisui's—that shows just how terrifying Narak's speed is now!

And so, amid the encirclement of several Root Ninja, Narak wove through them as if strolling through a garden, completely unscathed!

"Hmph, you little brat, weren't you acting all cocky just now? What's the matter? All you can do is run away?" After a few exchanges, the Root Ninja couldn't even touch a corner of Narak's clothes, which only fueled their anger. The leader sneered, trying to provoke him.

"Tch, and you call yourselves ninja? Haven't you noticed a certain fragrance?" Narak ignored their taunts and just chuckled lightly.

"Fragrance? No, when did that smell appear?" Alerted by Narak, the Root Ninja finally caught on and hurriedly held their breath.

"Too late for that."