Fire Shadow Mindset

"No problem, leave it to me!"

Tamura Hiroshi responded without a moment's hesitation. For him, any problem that could be solved with money was not a problem at all.

"Good! Good! Good! Our future training depends on you from now on. Come to me whenever you need anything in the future—as long as it doesn't violate my principles, I will handle it for you!"

Yozuki A laughed excitedly. With this little junior brother's guarantee, his future training would also be secured.

The foundation of Nintaijutsu was physical conditioning; the stronger the physical conditioning, the greater the power of Nintaijutsu. Therefore, improving physical conditioning was of paramount importance.

Yet the human body had its limits. Pure physical training had limited results, and only by pairing it with this high-grade secret medicine could one achieve maximum enhancement, and even break the limits of one's physical aptitude to a certain extent.

"If Big Brother has such good things in the future, just tell your little brother. I will definitely satisfy your financial needs to the absolute maximum."

Tamura Hiroshi was also quite happy. Although Yozuki A's scheme had the intention of utilizing his wealth to assist in his own cultivation, he did not mind, nor was there any reason to mind.

A perfect group should have those with money contribute money, those with strength contribute strength, and those with resources contribute resources.

It was already commendable that Yozuki A could produce this clan's secret medicine, something that could not simply be bought with money.

Fukai, standing to the side, felt even more puzzled, sensing that there seemed to be a major matter he knew nothing about.

"You two are chatting quite happily!"

At that moment, a hulking figure walked in—none other than the Third Raikage.

"Teacher!"

"Dad!"

"Lord Raikage!"

Tamura Hiroshi and the other two hurried to greet him, though the Third Raikage's eyelid twitched involuntarily at Tamura Hiroshi's address of teacher.

This disciple was too dangerous; if he wasn't careful, his own lifelong reputation would shatter to pieces.

Suppressing the urge to purge this disciple from the clan, the Third Raikage said sternly, "Take off your clothes. Old man is going to shatter your bones."

Seeing Tamura Hiroshi's astonishment, Yozuki A chimed in with an explanation, "Our Yozuki clan's heirloom hand blade requires Body Shattering training. Only by cracking the bones can the medicinal power better soak deep into them, and after healing, the bone strength will be even higher."

"Teacher, bring it on!"

Understanding dawned on Tamura Hiroshi, and without a moment's hesitation, he stripped off his clothes, signaling to the Third Raikage that he was ready.

Such a good thing naturally could not be missed. Compared to the suffering and hardships endured by those three grind-obsessed guys in Konoha, a little short-term pain was immeasurably better.

The Third Raikage said nothing more. He raised his hand and rapidly patted Tamura Hiroshi's body, striking cracks into his entire skeletal system—even using exquisite techniques to crack his spine—before hauling the wincing, twitching boy up and dropping him into a wooden barrel to soak in the medicinal bath.

Although it was called Body Shattering training, it did not truly mean breaking the bones completely; it only required striking cracks into the bone structure so that the medicinal power could penetrate their interiors.

However, this demanded extremely superb technique, or else one would carelessly cripple the person, especially along the spine. Presently, in Kumogakure, only the Third Raikage could pull it off.

Afterwards, he used the exact same technique to fracture the bones of his son and eldest nephew all over their bodies, placing them into wooden barrels to soak.

Naturally, this was primarily plotted for his son and nephew, aiming at all costs to elevate both their strength and potential.

One was his son and successor, while the other was the candidate for the Eight-Tails Jinchūriki he had his eyes on. In the future, they would inevitably become the pillars of the village, so naturally, the greater their potential and strength, the better.

"Teacher, doesn't the skull need to be cracked to assist in absorbing the medicinal power?"

Having recovered somewhat from the pain, Tamura Hiroshi asked a question. Naturally, this sort of physical tempering should be as flawless as possible—he didn't want to leave any blind spots or vulnerabilities.

"The skull naturally has sutures already; there's no need to strike it."

Giving him a sidelong glance, the Third Raikage wouldn't dare mess around with the head. Fracturing the spine without injuring the spinal cord was already the absolute limit of his own capability, and besides, the bones on the head truly didn't need it.

The skull itself possessed fissures and gaps, and the jawbone was also connected to the teeth, through which the medicine could seep inward. Thus, no vulnerabilities would exist.

"Why doesn't the teacher come have a barrel? Money is no object. I don't just earn money writing novels; that entertainment city in the village was founded by me. It's basically fully complete now, and every month I should be able to pull in a net income of one hundred million over there."

Tamura Hiroshi had a lot of confidence in his superpower of wealth. Naturally, he couldn't possibly place everything solely on the novel sector; that stuff had its limits too, and one day it would reach saturation.

Not to mention there were copycats and imitators—relying on that for money was not a long-term plan. Therefore, three years ago, he had used the money earned from novels to secretly recruit people and make a move into the culinary and entertainment industries.

"Little Lamb Hotpot City?"

"That belongs to you?"

Yozuki A and Fukai at the side were both shocked. Naturally, they knew about that entertainment city, which had been created by hollowing out and carving into a small hill within the village. It had started out simply as a Little Lamb Hotpot, and the moment it appeared, it swept through the entire village—they frequented it often.

Afterwards, that entertainment city continuously expanded and improved, giving rise to too many delicacies and novel gimmicks. It was just that the boss behind the scenes was very mysterious and no one had ever seen him, so they never expected it to have been founded by the youth before them.

Wasn't this guy only seven years old three years ago?

The Third Raikage was also quite astonished, as he knew a great deal about that entertainment city.

"Can you actually get your hands on that one hundred million?"

Sneering, he had heard Dodai mention the situation at the entertainment city. Because its boss never showed his face for long periods, the internal management had some ideas of their own.

"Isn't that why you're here, Teacher? I'm willing to hand over a fifty percent income tax to the Raikage Building, and furthermore, I want to roll out the entertainment city project to the entire world, especially establishing entertainment city branch locations in other ninja villages. For that, I'll need the support of Third Teacher and the village."

Tamura Hiroshi chuckled. He had long anticipated that those people would harbor petty thoughts, which was why he had never truly shown his face. From the start, he had used Transformation Jutsu to alter his appearance when recruiting people and tinkering with things, leaving behind a general development plan precisely so he wouldn't expose his identity and risk being swallowed up by those individuals.

But things were different now. He had Teacher Third Raikage—the big boss of Kumogakure—standing behind him. What was there to be afraid of?

If those people still dared to harbor petty thoughts, they would have to see whether their skulls were ironclad or the Third's Hell Stab was fiercer.

Of course, benefits definitely had to be shared out. Only with the binding of shared interests could things be more stable, and only with the support of Third Teacher and Kumogakure could the entertainment city project expand into the Land of Lightning and even the entire world, raking in the wealth of the globe.

"You brat have schemed against this old man again. Hand over a file to Dodai afterwards!"

The Third Raikage shook his head with amusement and agreed to the matter, then shook his head with a gratified expression and said, "This kind of medicinal bath is only effective before adulthood. Once the body's bones are fully grown, the effects will drastically diminish, and moreover, my current physical conditioning is no longer something these external items can assist in elevating.

Besides, certain materials are limited and cannot be obtained simply by having money. Supplying the three of you for cultivation at this stage is already the limit."

Although this family-secret medicinal bath had astonishing efficacy, it still had its limits.

Furthermore, when he cultivated Black Lightning, his body had already undergone a cleansing baptism once. Precisely because of that, he had been able to forge his Lightning Release Armor into the Strongest Shield.

In terms of physical conditioning, he was definitely the number one person in the current Ninja World; even the God of Shinobi back in the day could not match him when it came purely to physical conditioning—the First Hokage's strength lay in that inhuman chakra of his.

"The medicinal bath requires three hours of absorption. Afterwards, someone will come in to use Medical Ninjutsu to help you quickly repair the bone cracks, and by then you'll basically be able to walk on the ground."

With those final words, the Third Raikage turned and left.

He was very busy at this stage and had no time to waste here.

"Which grandmaster are you?"

After the Third Raikage left, Fukai finally asked in a low voice.

The moment Tamura Hiroshi mentioned earning money by writing novels, he had guessed this student's identity.

He considered himself a bookworm and naturally knew how wildly popular those best-selling books had sold.

He just didn't know which of those grandmasters this student was.

As for the identity of the entertainment city's boss, although it had surprised him, there was nothing more to be said.

"All of them!"

Tamura Hiroshi did not conceal it, answering candidly.

Since Yozuki A had even brought Fukai along to enjoy this precious medicinal bath, it meant he was one of their own and there was no need to keep secrets.

Not to mention that this man was also his squad leader, someone he would be interacting with for a long time to come. Some things were impossible to hide, so he might as well just spell them out now.

"All of them?"

Fukai was puzzled. Among those nine grandmasters, there didn't seem to be anyone named All of Them, right?

"Hahaha... hiss."

On the other side, Yozuki A burst out laughing, only for the movement to tug at his bone injuries, causing him to wince in pain. His face, however, remained thoroughly twisted, mostly out of amusement.

Fukai looked over in bewilderment, failing to understand why this cousin of his was laughing.

He knew that this cousin was also a loyal fan of those several masters; neither of the brothers had any right to ridicule the other in this regard.

"I said all of them. Every single one of those books was written by me."

Tamura Hiroshi explained helplessly. Even though the books themselves were quite embarrassing, they were all boys, so there was no need to stand on ceremony.

"All of... hiss!"

Fukai was stunned, then struck by great alarm, and right after, because he triggered the injuries on his bones, he sucked in a cold breath of pain, his face twisting as well.

"How on earth did you pull that off?"

After quite a while, once he finally recovered, Fukai remained deeply shocked and perplexed.

Wasn't this student only ten years old?!

"Probably because I have the mindset of a Kage!"

Tamura Hiroshi shot back a reply. The future Uchiha Itachi possessed a Hokage mindset, and Tamura's Hokage mindset was quite pure as well.