Young Ninja, A Resolution to Die

In the dense forest under the cover of night, the sounds of Explosive Tags detonating echoed one after another in the darkness. The orange-red flames of the explosions, accompanied by occasional flashes of lightning, illuminated the forest, while a fierce wind howled through the trees.

The sound of the wind and whistling continued to fill the forest. A young Konoha shinobi, carrying four tool pouches, leaped from tree to tree. The katana in his hand continuously severed the taut wires and ropes around him. When danger arose, he would turn, unleash a low-level Lightning Style jutsu, or throw a few Kunai with Explosive Tags attached, alleviating the crisis behind him before continuing his escape.

Dozens of meters behind the young Konoha shinobi, Sand Shinobi leaped between trees and ran on the ground, relentlessly pursuing the fleeing Konoha youth as if they wouldn't rest until they killed him.

Unfortunately, as wires and ropes snapped, arrows and Kunai whizzed from the canopies of the surrounding dense trees. Some of these Kunai were attached to ignited Explosive Tags, while others severed hidden ropes and wires in different locations, triggering more traps and launching more arrows and Kunai from multiple directions.

The pursuing Sand Shinobi could only desperately chase while simultaneously dodging the constantly incoming arrows, Kunai, falling giant logs, and trees severed by Explosive Tags. Some resorted to Earth Release or Wind Release ninjutsu for defense.

The numerous traps in the surroundings greatly slowed their pursuit. Giant logs, suspended by ropes, would suddenly crash out from hidden spots, or trees would be blown apart and lie across their path.

These giant logs and trees were adorned with several ignited Explosive Tags. Not only did they repeatedly block their ninjutsu attacks, but they also forced them to temporarily halt their pursuit to dodge and defend against the traps and explosions.

If it weren't for the sheer number and density of the traps and mechanisms, along with the large quantity of Explosive Tags mixed within, they would have long since caught up to the mere Genin in front of them and brutally slaughtered him. However, these traps not only failed to allow them to catch the young shinobi but also resulted in seven or eight casualties, even though their target was just a Konoha Genin.

This forest had been meticulously rigged with numerous traps, interspersed with a large number of Explosive Tags, making the pursuers extremely hesitant. This was a battle that had been calculated in advance, a meticulously planned confrontation of one person against thirty.

"Damn it, to be brought to this point by a mere Genin."

Behind the pursuing Sand Shinobi, a middle-aged Sand Jonin, who had just applied basic hemostasis to his severed left arm, gritted his teeth in frustration and continued the pursuit. A squad of thirty, including three Jonin and twelve Chunin, had suffered seven or eight casualties because of one little Genin. He himself had lost an arm to an Explosive Tag; the traps here were simply too numerous and dangerous.

If it weren't for the certainty that the target genuinely knew too much about the Sand Village, even enough to tip the scales of this war, why would they have risked their lives to chase him into this meticulously prepared trap? Why would they have desperately pursued this young Konoha shinobi without first clearing the traps after witnessing so many dangerous ones?

Finally, beneath a large, lush tree, the young shinobi stopped and turned to form hand seals.

"Wind Style: Gale Force!"

With the path now clear of giant logs and tree traps, the Sand Shinobi seized the opportunity. A high-pressure pillar of wind was swiftly unleashed by a Sand Chunin, striking the young shinobi's chest before he could complete his hand seals.

"Bang!" With a dull thud, the young shinobi was blown back by the powerful wind pillar, slamming into the large tree behind him. His chest caved in, flesh and blood mangled, and large amounts of blood spurted from his mouth.

"I... in the end... it stops here... doesn't it!" Broken words echoed. The young shinobi weakly looked at the bloody, mangled wound on his chest. The intense pain and the collapsed chest made Yueguang Han clearly understand that most of his ribs were broken, the shattered bones deeply piercing his internal organs, which were also ruptured. The young shinobi knew he wouldn't survive.

"It stops here!" Over twenty Sand Shinobi leaped down from the large tree, their eyes filled with endless rage as they looked at the severely injured youth. However, they didn't rush to kill him immediately.

Ignoring the twenty-plus Sand Shinobi who had jumped down from the tree, Yueguang Han recalled his life since transmigrating. Amidst the intense pain and the imminent death, his life after transmigration and his life before it flashed through his mind like a slideshow, causing Yueguang Han to genuinely smile with satisfaction.

After dying, he transmigrated and was born into the Gekko Clan, into a family composed of ordinary Chunin parents, and was named Yueguang Han.

Knowing this was the world of Naruto, he harbored great ambitions and a sense of impending crisis. Relying on his foreknowledge and maturity as a transmigrator, Yueguang Han trained himself relentlessly every day, practicing swordsmanship, honing his physical fitness, and refining his chakra, often pushing himself to exhaustion and leaving himself covered in wounds. He also hoped for a cheat-like ability, as seen in novels.

However, every time he returned home exhausted from training, his kind father's care and his gentle mother's worried expression, as she tenderly bandaged his wounds, filled him with renewed motivation. While they were proud of his diligence, they repeatedly and patiently advised him not to train too hard and to interact more with other children, assuring him that it was fine even if he didn't become a shinobi, as many in the clan hadn't. Although they didn't possess great power, it was a very happy family.

Despite his poor talent, even with strenuous training and chakra refinement, at the age of thirteen, he still only possessed the physical abilities and chakra reserves of a Genin. Even with his efforts, he remained ordinary, and the anticipated cheat-like ability never appeared. But whenever he returned home to be with his parents, Yueguang Han felt that all his hard training was worthwhile. He felt energized every day, believing that even without a cheat, he could still be a diligent person.

Tragically, this beautiful family was shattered by the outbreak of war with the Sand Shinobi. In the forty-fifth year of Konoha, the second year of the war, his kind father and gentle mother both died on the battlefield.

A single notification of death was all that remained, leaving him alone in a once-happy family. Despair and a lack of purpose consumed him. It was also the first time he had fallen into decadence since he began training, the first time he had skipped his training.

After a month of dejection, he resolutely applied to join the battlefield with the village. He sold everything valuable in his home, including the house, and used all his money to purchase a large quantity of Explosive Tags, Kunai, and even a hunter's longbow with iron arrows. Then, carrying his katana and with a death wish, he went to the battlefield and meticulously planned.

As a transmigrator who had loved Naruto in his previous life, Yueguang Han naturally knew why the Third Kazekage had disappeared and possessed crucial information about the Sand Village during the Third Shinobi War.

During a escort mission, he quietly detached himself from the team, spent half a month selecting this location, meticulously set up the traps here, and after waiting for a month, finally succeeded in luring a thirty-person Sand Shinobi squad into a relentless pursuit of him. Although the Sand Shinobi wouldn't easily trust a young boy like him, after he revealed some crucial information about the Kazekage and the Sand Village from the plot, they had no choice but to believe him. To prevent the information from leaking, they desperately pursued him.

"Hahaha... cough cough... cough cough...!" Finally, recalling the results of his meticulous planning, Yueguang Han let out a hearty laugh, which was interspersed with violent coughing. Large amounts of bloody foam mixed with internal organ fragments continuously spewed from his mouth. It was thanks to the tenacious willpower forged through his constant, desperate training that Yueguang Han remained conscious.

"Kid, you're facing death, and you can still laugh. We'll pry out everything you know from your mouth next," said a Sand Shinobi, clenching his fist coldly as he looked at the laughing Yueguang Han. The surrounding Sand Shinobi glared at the severely wounded, dying youth on the ground, their teeth clenched in frustration.

If they hadn't intended to extract information about how he knew crucial intelligence about the Sand Village, they would have already begun their brutal revenge and torture. Even now, the youth's injuries were fatal.

"Hahaha… cough cough…!" Yueguang Han laughed again as he looked at the hateful expressions of the Sand Shinobi before him. The laughter aggravated his wounds, causing him to cough violently again, spewing blood mixed with internal organ fragments from his mouth. This also made the surrounding Sand Shinobi lose their patience, and they all moved towards Yueguang Han.

"Because... I... had absolutely... no intention... of returning... alive! This place... is... the grave... I chose... for myself! And I can still... witness... your despair!"

After his laughter, Yueguang Han spoke intermittently as he watched the Sand Shinobi approaching him. Despite facing certain death, Yueguang Han was completely unconcerned. As he spoke, he laboriously pulled open the front of his clothes, revealing hundreds of Explosive Tags covering his chest.

A sizzling sound had already begun; these Explosive Tags had been ignited. At the same time, the sizzling sound of ignited Explosive Tags could be heard from the clothes on the young shinobi's limbs and torso.

Concurrently, Yueguang Han's tightly clenched hand loosened, and a black-green coated wire was quickly pulled from his hand. On the tree behind him, a massive boulder suddenly dropped. Attached to the boulder were numerous wires connected to the canopy of the tree he was leaning against, extending outwards and connecting to almost all the surrounding trees. Now, as the boulder fell, wooden planks, suspended by black-green coated wires, also dropped from the surrounding trees. These wooden planks were covered with several sheets of recently ignited Explosive Tags.

"Damn it!"

Seeing the hundreds of ignited Explosive Tags on the young shinobi's chest, and the ignited Explosive Tags on the wooden planks falling from the surrounding trees to encircle them, the converging Sand Shinobi's eyes turned bloodshot. They frantically scrambled outwards at their fastest speed, or desperately used defensive ninjutsu.

"Too late... What a shame I won't get to see it!" As Yueguang Han watched the Sand Shinobi, their eyes bloodshot and desperately trying to survive, his head drooped powerlessly, and the world in his eyes finally turned completely dark.

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