Look, the Uzumaki Clan's Abilities!

"Calling Lord Moon Worm, calling Lord Moon Worm. Please respond if you receive this, over."

Fuyuki, who was sitting in a massage chair reviewing account books, paused for a moment. He replied via telepathy, "This is Lord Eclipse. May I ask what the Yin-Yang Spirit needs, over?"

Fuyuki's telepathy originated from his summoning contracts; as long as someone had signed a contract with him, both parties could communicate mentally. Fuyuki could even use this telepathic connection as a tether to project his consciousness and possess the summoner.

"I have arrived at Kusagakure. Is Karin that timid girl with the mop of red hair, over!"

"Correct. Sign a summoning contract with her and make her a contractor of the Land of Elemental Dawn."

The Yin-Yang Spirit sounded troubled. "Lord Moon Worm, this red-haired girl's situation is a bit special. You had better come see for yourself; I don't know how to handle this."

Without hesitation, Fuyuki projected his consciousness along the mental tether into the Yin-Yang Spirit. He saw young Karin standing before a tombstone, her eyes brimming with tears, her hands clenched into tight fists as she wept silently.

A man dressed as a medical ninja stood nearby, smoking impatiently and complaining to his colleagues that with Karin's mother gone, their workload was going to increase.

"If you don't want to work, then go die. Trash like you has no right to live in this world; your existence only makes the rice more expensive."

Black chains lashed out like vipers, sweeping the man who had been complaining about Karin's mother's death a hundred meters away. The Yin-Yang Spirit, clad in black robes and a mask, dropped from a tree to the ground and instantly wiped out the entire medical ninja squad.

"As a medical ninja, you lack even the most basic medical ethics, yet you rely on the Uzumaki bloodline to treat injured ninjas. I truly don't understand why the higher-ups of Kusagakure keep you around. Perhaps your superiors are just like you—a bunch of trash!"

This was the first time Fuyuki had felt genuine anger; until now, the angriest he had ever been was merely impatient.

But it had to be said, the Kusagakure medical ninjas were truly gifted at provocation; in just a few words, they had ignited the fury in Fuyuki's heart.

"You..."

Karin, standing to the side, was stunned. Her body retreated instinctively, trying to distance herself from the terrifying black-robed man who had sprouted multiple black chains from his spine and instantly slaughtered the Kusagakure hospital elites.

"Why are you afraid? This is the Adamantine Sealing Chains that we, the Uzumaki Clan, rely on for survival! Even if you haven't seen them, your elders should have described this bloodline ability to you, right?"

Fuyuki did not rashly approach Karin, fearing that his previous display of force had frightened her.

He stood his ground, intending to use words to lower her guard before taking her away from Kusagakure.

The Adamantine Sealing Chains were extremely famous, an ability that could only be used by the purest-blooded members of the Uzumaki Clan.

"Use your Mind's Eye to perceive me. Chakra is the bridge of communication for our Uzumaki Clan!"

Pure-blooded Uzumaki could not only awaken the secret technique of the Adamantine Sealing Chains hidden in their bloodline but also use the Mind's Eye of the Kagura to perceive the opponent's chakra, thereby judging whether the person before them was lying!

The Uzumaki Sage Body was simply broken; they had the offensive and defensive Adamantine Sealing Chains, plus the Mind's Eye of the Kagura that could sense chakra for dozens of kilometers. With micro-management to the extreme, they could even detect if an enemy was lying through chakra identification.

And that wasn't all—they came with their own healers. The Uzumaki Sage Body had an ability called 'Physical Healing,' which allowed them to recover from injuries by biting their skin, with healing power that didn't lose to top-tier medical ninjas going all out.

Coupled with the vitality brought by the Sage Body, the Uzumaki were stronger than the strong. It was a pity there were so few pure-bloods left, or the Land of Whirlpools would never have been destroyed.

The Uzumaki who managed to escape the war of annihilation were basically those whose elders had risked their lives to protect them, possessing relatively pure bloodlines in the hope that they would continue the Uzumaki Clan.

Hearing Fuyuki's words, Karin, who had been fleeing, looked back and saw that the masked man had not pursued her and was still standing where he was. Karin gritted her teeth, stopped running, closed her eyes, and activated the Mind's Eye of the Kagura to perceive!

In truth, she had already had a guess the moment she saw the black chains!

In the Ninja World, only the Uzumaki Clan could sprout chains from their spines, but out of caution, she dared not make contact with powerful ninjas rashly.

However, this masked man didn't seem to carry any intense malice.

If... if he really is an Uzumaki, he could definitely save me from this hell called Kusagakure.

As she activated her perception, the total amount of chakra within the masked man was unimaginably vast—Karin had only felt such levels from her mother when she was healthy. The second sensation was that the masked man felt both extremely warm and intensely cold, but Karin knew this was just the manifestation of his chakra, not that the man harbored malice toward her.

This was the ultimate Yin-Yang dual-attribute chakra.

"You..." Karin opened her eyes and looked at the masked man who hadn't moved an inch. "Can you save me and take me away?"

"If it weren't for you, do you think there is anything in this Kusagakure that could attract me?" Fuyuki glanced at Karin's mother's grave and shook his head. "It's a pity I arrived too late; she has been dead for quite some time."

"Let's go. Kusagakure is not your home. You won't even have basic dignity here, and I don't think trash is qualified to educate a member of the Uzumaki." Fuyuki reached out his hand, waiting for Karin to come and take it herself.

Extending a helping hand to a tragic Uzumaki clansman—this had always been Fuyuki's goal!

The chakra of the Uzumaki Clan was truly delicious!

Karin approached step by step; it took only ten seconds from her initial caution to running and throwing herself into Fuyuki's arms.

"Save me, please!"

"Hmm." Fuyuki held Karin's hand and led her toward the village of Kusagakure. "Before we leave, we must thank the Kusagakure trash. We of the Uzumaki Clan still value our reputation in the Ninja World; we always repay kindness with kindness."

"No, there are too many people in Kusagakure!" Karin was a bit afraid; she feared the masked clansman might do something impulsive.

"Karin, perhaps you are still young and don't understand the difference between a ninja and a god, but remember this: the constitutions of people are not the same. Once, there was a Dance King who, in a state of extreme pleasure, summoned over twenty Susanoos to crush everything in seconds."

Fuyuki's expression behind the mask was calm and indifferent. The Yin-Yang Spirit still had one-third of a Chakra Candy left. Wiping out Kusagakure wasn't realistic, but showing off in front of the village while taking Karin away was easy. He was going to walk straight through Kusagakure today and see who dared to stop him!

He didn't believe there was anyone in Kusagakure who could block a Mini-Tailed Beast Bomb!

And if there really was, he had the Ancestor's Yomotsu Hirasaka cross-dimensional Eighty Gods Vacuum Attack warning!

Fuyuki brought Karin into Kusagakure. The cemetery where Karin had been was not inside the village; she wasn't a Kusagakure local and had no right to be buried there. Even though Karin's mother had saved many Kusagakure ninjas, she was always an outsider—she wasn't qualified!

"Karin! Who is he!"

Upon entering the village, the Kusagakure ninjas guarding the gate frowned and barked rudely.

"Me? Hmm, you can call me Eclipse, or you can call me Uzumaki Lelouch. I like my little sister!"

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