Blood Transformation Successful

"Is that so?" Tsunade said somewhat dazedly, unsure for a moment whether she felt happy or sad.

The sense of life evolving through the Yang God Martial Way made her yearn for the final realm of blood transformation. Yet when she thought of how, after transforming her blood, she would no longer be able to refuse becoming a Jinchuriki—and her grandmother's life would be lost—she felt lost again.

"Enough." Sarutobi Toru clasped Tsunade's delicate hand and comforted her. "You should worry about Duy first. Don't let anything go wrong."

Tsunade reluctantly gathered her thoughts. The blood transformation threshold was extraordinarily dangerous. Even though medical techniques in the Shinobi World far surpassed those of reality, saving Might Duy during the previous two attempts had been extremely perilous. If she remained this distracted, Might Duy would truly be in danger.

A moment later, after calming herself, Tsunade said coolly, "I'm ready. We can begin!"

Might Duy, who had remained silent amid the strange atmosphere, immediately flashed his perfect teeth upon hearing that. "All right! The flames of youth are already burning! Let us charge toward our goal!"

Sarutobi Toru curled his lips. Honestly, after failing twice at the nearly life-or-death Blood Transformation Technique, Duy still dared to make a third attempt—and without a trace of negative emotion. That guy was truly impressive.

After saying that, Might Duy began cultivating the Yang God Martial Way from the beginning. Soon, sweat first, then bloody fluid, slowly flowed from his pores.

By the time he had completed the entire set of punches, Might Duy had become a man covered in blood. He sat down cross-legged, and the blood flowed even faster.

Sarutobi Toru and Tsunade hurriedly picked up various instruments to examine his vital signs. At the same time, they prepared all kinds of medicine and made ready for emergency treatment.

Ten minutes later, Might Duy's entire body had formed into a blood scab, and his vital signs had fallen to their lowest point. Just as Tsunade and Sarutobi Toru felt he had reached the danger line, his heart suddenly beat once.

A faint yet tenacious aura of life came from Might Duy's heartbeat. If Sarutobi Toru and Tsunade had not cultivated the Yang God Martial Way, they likely would not have noticed such an invisible, intangible aura. But now, they truly seemed to see spring grass sprouting and all things reviving upon Might Duy's blood-scab-covered body.

Heartbeat after heartbeat, Might Duy's vitality slowly recovered. At last, a pair of flawless white... broad hands tore open the blood scab. Like a butterfly emerging from its cocoon, Might Duy stepped out from within.

His skin was like jade, with even his body hair and pores nearly invisible. Well, it was a little incongruous—there was... quite a gap between Might Duy's features and complexion.

Might Duy flashed his signature smile, sprang up like a carp, and then... fell flat onto the floor.

"Youth is..." Before Might Duy could say anything else, Sarutobi Toru and Tsunade efficiently hauled him onto the hospital bed and began a comprehensive examination.

Might Duy's old blood had been completely purged, while new blood had only just formed. He was currently at his weakest, which also made it the perfect time for the two of them to observe the condition of his body after the blood transformation.

Once Might Duy's blood transformation was fully successful and his body recovered, many issues might be concealed beneath a Martial Saint's formidable physical constitution.

More than a week passed. Under the effects of various tonics and gentle Medical Ninjutsu, Might Duy finally made a complete recovery.

"Hahaha, my youth has returned! I'm going to do a hundred handstand laps around Konoha to celebrate!" The green watermelon rind... ah, no, Might Duy had barely stepped out of the ward when he began howling and ran out of the hospital on his hands.

"Is this... perhaps the psychiatric ward?" a patient in a wheelchair muttered as he watched Might Duy.

Tsunade, who was about to enter the ward, silently withdrew the medical report she had been about to hand Might Duy and added another mark against him in her heart.

Might Duy's success lifted a huge weight from Sarutobi Toru's heart. Analysis of Might Duy's various physical indicators led to one conclusion: Might Duy's lifespan had increased dramatically, and he could live to at least one hundred and fifty years old.

That was after Might Duy had repeatedly gone wrong during cultivation and severely damaged his vitality. Under normal circumstances, cultivating to the Martial Saint realm should grant a lifespan of around two hundred years.

This showed that in the Shinobi World, the Human Immortal Martial Way still possessed life-extending abilities. If one wanted immortality, becoming an alien was not the only option.

Besides the lifespan Sarutobi Toru cared about most, Might Duy's physical abilities had also increased enormously. Without opening the Eight Gates, his combat power through taijutsu alone had already surpassed that of an Elite Jonin, roughly equal to a crippled Kage-level fighter. Once he opened the Eight Gates, his combat strength would soar even further.

Furthermore, Duy, who had originally possessed a constitution incapable of learning ninjutsu, could now learn it. Of course, this was merely a change in his constitution, and his focus remained taijutsu. Yet the implications were enormous. This proved that blood transformation improved not only physical abilities, but also greatly optimized and enhanced one's bloodline.

Reincarnation Warehouse.

Tsunade said with a worried expression, "Toru, why not let me try first? After all, the life force and recovery ability of our Senju Clan far surpass those of ordinary people. The success rate..."

Sarutobi Toru raised a hand to cover Tsunade's mouth and smiled. "Duy's constitution is far worse than mine, yet he succeeded. With my physical abilities and external conditions both superior to his, could I still fail to pass the blood transformation threshold?"

"You should have a little faith in your man, Tsunade!"

Sarutobi Toru lowered his hand. Though worry still lingered in Tsunade's eyes, she obediently nodded. "I understand, Toru!"

After taking off his clothes and leaving only his underwear on, Sarutobi Toru began cultivating the Human Immortal Martial Way in a meticulous manner. Gradually, he immersed himself in it, feeling incomparably refreshed, as though he might float away like an immortal. When exhaustion finally arose, the sweat that had originally flowed from his body had already turned into blood. A surging torrent of heat seemed to wash through his entire body and organs, forcing out every trace of impure blood within him, breaking him down before establishing him anew and generating fresh blood.

Sitting cross-legged, Sarutobi Toru soon felt his vitality draw inward. Blood outside his body formed into a scab, yet it was like a spring silkworm spinning a cocoon or an autumn tree shedding leaves. In his dazed state, he was undergoing a transformation.

Inside the Reincarnation Warehouse, Tsunade anxiously paced back and forth. "Toru will be all right, won't he? Why isn't he done yet? Could something have gone wrong?"

Just as Tsunade struggled to restrain her wild thoughts, she heard a faint yet powerful heartbeat. Her face immediately lit up with delight, and she hurried over to the blood scab Sarutobi Toru had become, quietly waiting beside it.

At last, the blood scab tore open in one piece. Sarutobi Toru emerged from within, feeling light and refreshed, as though he could take flight. Yet every movement also carried a sense of softness and weakness.

"Toru!" Tsunade excitedly pounced on him and wrapped him in an embrace.