The Second Contractor of Elemental Dawn!

"They run fast enough."

Fuyuki stepped away from the heavily damaged Black Lock Sphere, looking out at the now-empty hospital garden and muttering to himself.

The lethality range of the Mini-Tailed Beast Bomb wasn't large, only about 130 meters in diameter. His method of throwing a Tailed Beast Bomb differed from the actual beasts, who swallowed them to detonate internally, spraying out a beam of light that could destroy the world.

In plain terms, his casting speed was too slow. Aside from the leader and the three Jonin elders who stood at the front, the other Kusa Ninja had long since used Earth Release to flee to who knows where.

Fuyuki finally understood how Iwagakure had managed to poach Kusagakure, that fence-sitting grass, during the Third Shinobi World War.

Furthermore, while clashing with other ninjas earlier, Fuyuki had seen them using the Great Fireball Technique. The Great Fire series of ninjutsu were all Uchiha Fire Release techniques, but when they joined Konoha, they had shared the lower-tier versions so other Konoha ninjas could learn them.

Kusagakure was truly cunning; they had learned Konoha's techniques and then picked up a pile of Earth Release from Iwagakure as well.

A fence-sitter worthy of contempt.

"Karin, let's go!"

Fuyuki didn't want to stay in Kusagakure any longer. Most of the high-ranking Kusa officials who had caused the death of Karin's mother were dead, along with a significant number of hospital executives and Jonin. He considered this revenge for Karin's mother fulfilled. If Karin still wanted to continue, he could only pat her head and tell her that since he wasn't her direct kin, this was as far as he could help.

If she wanted to truly avenge her mother and eliminate the Kusa Ninja who had bitten her mother to death, she would have to strive for it herself.

He could not fulfill that wish for her.

Besides, if he didn't slip away now, the fusion time for the Yin-Yang Spirit would run out.

The Yin-Yang Spirit could only exist in reality for a long time thanks to the Chakra Candy. Now that the chakra within the candy was exhausted, Fuyuki was beginning to lose the ability to maintain the spirit's manifestation.

The Dance Card experience time was up; it was time to log off.

"Mm." Karin nodded in agreement. She didn't ask why her clansman big brother wasn't continuing. She was already grateful that he had taken such a risk for her; she had no right to ask him to do anything more.

They were merely clansmen, not direct blood relatives.

Karin was so sensible it made one feel pity for her. She was only a year or two older than Fuyuki, but the things she had experienced were beyond the imagination of Fuyuki, who had lived a life of comfort. In both his past and present lives, Fuyuki had never suffered; the most painful beatings he had ever endured were from games by pig-factory developers and DNF.

Fuyuki held Karin's hand and stopped at the gates of Kusagakure, looking back at the ninjas who glared at him like he was a plague god, claws bared but afraid to make a move. "You were just unlucky to run into me, the second-strongest of the Uzumaki Clan. Spread the word for me: Uzumaki Yueshi will rebuild the Uzumaki Clan within four years."

"If any Uzumaki clansmen are willing, or if they don't want to live under someone else's roof, they can contact me through the black market. To rebuild the glory of the past Uzumaki, I will be the strongest and most powerful sanctuary for our people. My name is Yueshi."

"Spread this to the Ninja World and let them know!"

"Captain, should we..."

One of the Anbu stepped forward and asked a female Anbu captain with a curvaceous figure.

"Sigh."

The Anbu captain took off her mask and pulled back her hood, revealing a head of silvery-white hair and a face full of sorrow. "Forget it. There's no need to continue wasting time. We can't beat Uzumaki Yueshi. Just issue a wanted poster! It's already our good fortune that he didn't slaughter every ninja he encountered."

After such a ruckus caused by Uzumaki Yueshi, the prestige of Kusagakure would surely drop to its lowest point.

But what could they do? They couldn't break through the enemy's defense at all. Whether they launched a surprise attack from the air or underground, they would be severely wounded by the black chains; if they were weaker, they would have lost their lives on the spot.

Beyond the worry for the future of Kusagakure, the female Anbu captain was actually secretly delighted!

The Kusa high-ranking officials slaughtered by Uzumaki Yueshi actually belonged to the Radical Faction, while she was a member of the Flower Faction!

The powerful Radical Faction had lost six Jonin, but the Flower Faction had basically suffered no losses!

Unfortunately, the female Anbu captain didn't know that the Moon Worm, who looked like a disaster, was actually a white-hair enthusiast. If she had taken off her hood earlier, there wouldn't have been so much trouble; the Moon Worm had only wanted to slaughter the hospital executives and the Kusa leader!

Well, he couldn't just be called a white-hair enthusiast; he was a civilized man!

Fuyuki would always love white hair and youthful faces!

Just because she hadn't taken off her hood, Kusagakure had lost several high-rise buildings for no reason.

Aside from ninja casualties, Fuyuki hadn't laid a hand on the ordinary people of Kusagakure, and he had even protected them in passing.

This had nothing to do with being a saint; the rules of the Ninja World dictated that one should try not to harm ordinary people engaged in production.

Unless it was wartime, and the ordinary people of the enemy country were particularly stubborn!

As the news of the Kusagakure incident spread, the Kusa Ninja who had been bullying the Land of Hot Water at the border were dumbfounded.

They had been running wild outside, bullying weaker ninja villages, only to find that their own home had been raided in the blink of an eye!

Fortunately, the losses weren't severe: just six Jonin and twenty-some Chunin dead, with Genin not even counted.

Well, a leader, three elders, and one Jonin from the Lao Clan had died, which was barely acceptable.

That was what the ordinary Kusa Ninja thought, but the medical ninjas were scared to death, especially after learning that the powerhouse who had killed from one end of the street to the other was named Uzumaki, and that he was of the same clan as the mother and daughter the village had picked up. They were terrified.

They hadn't bullied that orphan and widow any less. Upon learning that all the hospital executives had been hung from trees, they felt fortunate—fortunate that they had hidden on the front lines, avoiding the retaliatory and powerful cleansing of medical ninjas by the Uzumaki powerhouse.

"Karin, we might have to part ways."

Six kilometers after leaving Kusagakure, Fuyuki suddenly stopped and said to Karin, "My time is up."

"???"

Karin was stunned, then immediately panicked. She hurriedly pulled up her sleeve, extended her fair, tender arm, and said anxiously, "Big brother, quickly, bite my arm! I can heal you!"

Fuyuki patted Karin's head. "No, I'm not injured."

As he spoke, he took off his mask. "I mean that my consciousness is returning to my main body. What I brought to Kusagakure was only a Summoned Beast; my true body is in the Land of Fire."

As the mask and gloves were removed, Karin finally saw what the big brother who had saved her from hell looked like.

He had deep green hair, pale green skin, and eyes that radiated a chilling, ominous aura. The garment that appeared to be a black robe was actually growing out of his body, a fact evident from the collar.

"This is my Summoning Scroll. The Summoned Beasts I raise possess Jonin-level strength, and I trust them to deliver you safely to the Land of Fire," Fuyuki said, opening the scroll and placing it before Karin. "We shall meet again in the Land of Fire!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Yin-Yang Spirit began to show signs of rejection, shifting from a forced fusion state to becoming clearly divided into black and white—Yin returning to Yin, and Yang returning to Yang.

The two High-level Spirits split from their one-meter-sixty form into two tall entities: the High-ranking Dark Spirit became a two-meter-tall muscular brute, while the High-ranking Yang Spirit stood at one-meter-eighty with a lithe, devilish figure that made Karin feel deeply inferior.

"Phew, it's much more comfortable being on my own. This forced fusion is nothing but a half-baked product; our consciousnesses didn't even merge," the High-ranking Dark Spirit complained about the unreliability of Fuyuki's magic development, showing zero consideration for the comfort of his summoned beasts.

"Same here!" the High-ranking Yang Spirit exclaimed in a booming, masculine voice that gave Karin a massive fright.

"What are you staring at, you little brat? If you don't sign the Summoning Scroll quickly, see if I don't tan your hide!" the High-ranking Dark Spirit threatened with a malicious grin.

"Hey, hey, look," the High-ranking Yang Spirit pointed behind Karin with a look of suspicion and uncertainty.

The High-ranking Dark Spirit looked down and saw a Chakra chain as thick as a finger sprouting from Karin's spine. It seemed terrified, clinging to her back and trembling uncontrollably.

"Damn it—bah, I am a Yin Release Chakra construct, I'm a ghost myself, so what am I even saying?"

"Look at you, scaring the child. Come, come, poor thing, come into this one's embrace and enjoy some care!"

The third update, arriving late, asking for votes.

It's Qixi Festival, after all! Being a little late is understandable.

A quick mutter: "Stuffed full of dog food, hiccup."