Gold Style: Super Rich Technique!

Chapter 43: Gold Style · Super Rich Jutsu!

Terumi Mei tilted her head back, looking at the cold-faced Kakuzu, at the eight massive black spears behind him, at the countless dark tentacles that gradually filled her entire vision.

The sky suddenly darkened, so much so that even the moonlight was swallowed.

The next moment, killing intent erupted! In a flash of lightning, thousands upon thousands of tentacles surged downward!

They were about to completely drown and crush the two of them!

"I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die! I'm gonna die!"

Looking at everything before her, Terumi Mei's eyes widened. She frantically scanned every corner, sweat beading on her forehead, but found no way to escape.

Tentacles in front, a cliff behind.

Although she could suppress these black tentacles with her Boil Release: Skilled Mist Technique, given their sheer number and regenerative ability, even if she exhausted all her chakra, she wouldn't be able to hold on for long.

Moreover, these tentacles weren't the real problem!

Melting any number of them would be useless!

The key was Kakuzu, the S-rank rogue ninja who summoned them!

The masks on his body seemed to act on his behalf, releasing extremely powerful ninjutsu without hand seals.

That blue bird-headed mask represented Wind Release: Wicked Barrage, a top-tier Wind Style ninjutsu. So, what did the yellow-striped dog-headed mask on his chest represent?

Earth Style? Or something else?

How many more masks did he have?

Besides releasing ninjutsu, did these masks have other effects?

This is bad, bad, bad...

Immense fear swirled in Terumi Mei's heart.

She watched the tentacles drawing closer, filled with despair. Even the hands she was using to form hand seals trembled, nearly causing her chakra to go berserk from a faulty seal.

After all, the current Terumi Mei was just a young girl the same age as Uchiha Ci, albeit exceptionally talented.

She was far from the Fifth Mizukage who would later suppress the 'Bloody Mist'.

Seeing Terumi Mei in front of him frozen in fear, Uchiha Ci, who had been standing behind her, stepped forward, pulled her shoulders, and shielded her behind him, his face full of righteous indignation:

"A hero always appears at the last moment. Let me handle this!"

"What did you say?" Terumi Mei stared at Uchiha Ci in shock. "Could he be a master? Has he been playing weak this whole time?"

But Terumi Mei immediately recalled the scene not long ago where he was almost beaten to death by three Evil God Cultists.

Her face contorted. She grabbed Uchiha Ci by his pants and pulled him back, so eager she wanted to kick him in the butt:

"Hurry up and run, you can't possibly be his opponent!"

Uchiha Ci immediately revealed a disdainful smile, thinking, You little cutie, you don't understand what a Heaven-Sent Strong Man is at all.

With that thought, Facing the overwhelming tide of writhing tentacles, Uchiha Ci showed no fear. With a swish, he raised his hand, revealed his savings passbook, and shouted with immense pride:

"I! Have! Money!"

Terumi Mei's breath hitched, her heart filled with dread!

You're actually trying to bribe a cold-hearted, cruel, top-tier bounty hunter in the ninja world.

Kid, don't you know he earns more in one bounty than you could in a lifetime?

Why would Kakuzu care about your measly money?

This is a joke! Ahhh!

Terumi Mei's mind raced with frantic thoughts, wishing she could stuff Uchiha Ci's head into his own pants right then and there to shut him up and drag him away.

However, as Uchiha Ci's shout fell.

Swish--

Instantly, the wind stopped, the waves subsided, and an eerie silence fell over the surroundings.

The surging mass of tentacles abruptly halted, revealing Kakuzu behind them. He stared intently at Uchiha Ci with his pair of eerie green eyes.

His tone gradually became constrained, even tinged with a hint of eagerness. The corners of his mouth under the black mask visibly twitched upward. Then, he slowly asked in a cold voice:

"How much?"

Terumi Mei's breath hitched again. The breath she was holding in her chest nearly choked her to death.

She stared at Kakuzu in shock, no less stunned than when Uchiha Ci had produced his savings passbook to attempt bribery.

Mr. Kakuzu, where is your dignity as an S-rank rogue ninja and a Kage-level powerhouse?

And you're actually seriously asking how much this kid will pay?

Are these two people the problem, or am I the problem?

Terumi Mei suddenly realized she couldn't quite understand this world anymore.

The oppressive atmosphere suddenly lightened.

Uchiha Ci grinned, chuckling. He would never admit he was dirt poor, having already spent his seven-figure savings on Ninja Tools and Explosive Tags, leaving him with nothing but bandages and his underwear.

Instead, he put on a defiant expression, raising an eyebrow as if looking down on everything, and slowly asked Kakuzu:

"Mr. Kakuzu, have you ever heard of Gold Style: Super Rich Jutsu?"

Hearing the words "Gold" and "Super Rich," Kakuzu couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly and eagerly ask, "What kind of Kekkei Genkai is that?"

Uchiha Ci smirked, speaking with a cool and suave demeanor:

"So-called Gold Style is the powerful ability to pave your way with money, capable of solving ninety-nine percent of life's problems!"

"I'm not particularly talented, but as a member of the Super Rich Uchiha Clan, I have a small understanding of it."

"Just last year, the clan allocated me a plot of land in Konoha's core commercial district, worth over a million."

"Right now, all my money is in this passbook, including the real estate, shops, and various fixed assets under my name."

"And you, my friend, Mr. Kakuzu."

"You just need to let me go."

Uchiha Ci held up the small green booklet between his fingers, a brilliant smile blooming on his face.

"All of this will be yours!"

Clink.

Kakuzu swallowed hard, his gaze locked onto the passbook in Uchiha Ci's hand.

He imagined how much money could be inside.

One million? No, property in Konoha's core district was worth at least three million, and with the other things this kid mentioned...

Eight million? Or, ten million?!

Kakuzu's breathing quickened. "This, this sounds... not bad."

Hearing this, Terumi Mei also looked at the passbook in Uchiha Ci's hand in astonishment.

She wondered if this kid's hidden identity was the Uchiha Clan's eldest son, Uchiha Itachi?

But that wasn't right, the age didn't match. Could he be the illegitimate son of the Konoha Military Police Force Captain, Uchiha Fugaku?

However, before Terumi Mei could snap out of her thoughts, Seeing Kakuzu falter, Uchiha Ci's gaze sharpened, his foot twisted, and his waist exerted force!

He used his masterful Uchiha Style: String Reeling Shuriken Jutsu, clutched his passbook, and threw it fiercely behind him!

The thin passbook became like a smeared white line, Cutting through the air!

Without time to see if Kakuzu chased after the passbook, Uchiha Ci immediately turned, scooped up Terumi Mei's slender waist and the back of her legs, lifting her up.

Then, his eyes hardened, He rushed straight to the edge of the cliff, And leaped down fiercely!

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