"It's useless. The Fuinjutsu for opening the treasury isn't something you can master in such a short time." Faced with the unreasonable demand from her original body, Wu Yu, Right Mysterious Yinglian kept shaking her head.
She said seriously, "I only obtained this Fuinjutsu by chance myself. I secretly studied it for years, yet I still feel like I haven't even grasped the basics. You expect me to master it immediately and help you open the treasury right now? Impossible. I can't do it. Give up."
At that moment, they stood amid a stretch of ruins. Broken walls and crumbling remnants lay everywhere, weathered by years of wind and rain until the place had even taken on the air of ancient ruins. In truth, though, it had only been flattened a little over twenty years ago.
Karin stood atop a broken pillar, forming hand seals as she sensed the surroundings. Ever since she and Wu Yu had crossed the sea and set foot on this wasteland-like land of the Land of Whirlpools, Chakra had been following them in dribs and drabs.
When the number of little tails around them was at its greatest, Wu Yu created several Shadow Clones and had them beat everyone up at the same time.
Using the Mind's Eye of the Kagura, Karin sensed the disposition of those Chakra signatures and sorted all the people following and lurking around them into three tiers according to their "bloodlust level" and "malice level."
The tiny minority with the highest bloodlust and most intense malice disgusted Wu Yu, so he had all his Shadow Clones cut off their heads and toss them bloodily onto the road.
That clean, decisive display, coupled with the conspicuous Konoha Headbands—though they had suspected those headbands were fake before, now they could not have