Reward × Chakra Metal

Unexpectedly, Nara Dan had not only achieved modest success in Taijutsu, but had even innovated and developed his own unique style.

Judging by Nara Dan's current combat record and strength, there were likely few in the Nara Clan who could face him head-on.

A ninja's true strength could naturally not be summarized by a mere title.

Otherwise, there wouldn't be sayings circulating about Konoha Jonin fighting with punches and kicks, while Genin fought by destroying the heavens and the earth.

Nara Dan's strength, as evidenced by his combat record, was terrifyingly immense and certainly could not be defined by the simple label of Special Jonin.

Discerning individuals in Konoha could vaguely perceive that Nara Dan had likely already touched the threshold of that realm.

This was the reason why the elders within the Nara Clan had shifted from constant grumbling to having nothing left to say.

"Likewise, we have decided to appoint you as the Taijutsu instructor for the Nara Clan."

"Whenever you are free, the members of the clan who have yet to graduate from the Ninja Academy will be handed over to you for Taijutsu training."

As the Nara Clan Head spoke these words, all the elders quietly observed Nara Dan's expression.

Upon seeing that Nara Dan showed no reaction and maintained his usual calm and indifferent demeanor, they breathed a sigh of relief.

This included the Nara Clan Head who had just spoken.

When all was said and done, no matter how unconventional Nara Dan was, his strength was unquestionable.

If he could pass on even a fraction of it, it would undoubtedly be a foundation for the family's revitalization.

If they could stably produce a lineage of Kage Level power, much like the Sage Mode of the Toad Clan, the Mangekyo Sharingan of the Uchiha, or the Senju Clan's Sage Body, it would undoubtedly elevate the family to a new level.

Appointing him as the Taijutsu instructor was also a way to test Nara Dan's intentions toward the family.

Although Nara Dan was not from this world, he was not the type to bite the hand that fed him.

Having received many favors from the family over the years, he naturally had no objections to teaching the clan members.

On the other hand, being a Taijutsu instructor was not a thankless chore of pure service.

In this world, the relationship between master and disciple was even tighter than family ties; this could be seen from the lineage of the Third Hokage and his successors.

For Nara Dan, establishing good relationships within the clan was also a source of not-insignificant power.

With the premise of the Taijutsu instructor role settled, the atmosphere of the meeting became much more relaxed.

The elders began to join the discussion one after another, focusing primarily on Nara Dan's position and his external political influence.

Nara Dan, the center of the topic, gently closed his eyes, seizing the time to silently extract chakra and meditate. It was as if everything had nothing to do with him.

When the discussion at the meeting was nearly finished, Nara Dan opened his eyes, and a beast-like chakra aura radiated outward, causing the conference room to fall into sudden silence.

All the Nara clansmen could not help but watch this veritable monster of the clan in silence, feeling a chill in their hearts.

Nara Dan nodded to the Clan Head and the elders to show he understood their thoughts, then stood up and bowed.

"In that case, I shall take my leave now, Clan Head."

The Nara Clan Head gave a bitter smile, knowing this person's temperament.

Unlike the average clansman who excelled at schemes and politics, Nara Dan followed a path of absolute strength and arduous training.

"Fine, if there's nothing else, you may go."

The Nara Clan Head waved his hand; in any case, most of the issues had been discussed.

It wasn't that Nara Dan didn't understand schemes and politics; he simply couldn't be bothered to deal with them.

If one were to talk about politics, having transmigrated from a country that had played at politics for thousands of years, to be honest, the politics of the Ninja World felt like child's play.

Without another word, Nara Dan took the rewards from the clan and left, while everyone present remained quiet, none daring to whisper any complaints.

Nearby, the young Nara Shikaku watched Nara Dan's departing back with a thoughtful expression, his eyes flickering with reverence and envy.

By the time Nara Dan returned home, steam was rising in the backyard; the servants had already boiled hot water, waiting for him to return and wash up.

Naturally, as a member of Konoha's firmly established upper class, there was no reason for the Nara to do everything himself, especially since Nara Dan was now a Jonin of the Nara Clan.

Nara Dan did not rush to wash up, but instead completed his daily Taijutsu training quota in the courtyard.

Only after he was drenched in sweat did he soak in the tub under the service of the servants.

Although ordinary training had almost no effect on his current strength, it was a matter of habit on one hand, and a reminder on the other—a reminder not to let his guard down in this dangerous world.

At this moment, the stark-naked Nara Dan took out the items rewarded by the clan, biting into the Chakra Metal as if it were a piece of fruit.

"Crunch, crunch."

"It actually has a unique fragrance; it tastes better than ordinary refined iron."

If anyone were to see Nara Dan's critical, connoisseur-like demeanor, it would surely cement his reputation as a monster and a freak.

Nara Dan's digestive system, under the enhancement of the System Trait, had long since differed from that of ordinary people, as had his sense of taste.

Therefore, many things that ordinary people could not eat or found unpalatable had a unique texture to him.

For instance, refined iron tasted a bit like a hard, sweet biscuit.

The wood tasted like a crispy biscuit with a hint of sandalwood, and this was Nara Dan's first time consuming Chakra Metal.

It's a bit like the crispy, dried-out beef jerky snacks from my past life.

Meanwhile, Nara Dan's digestive system didn't rest for a second, operating at a frantic pace to break down the Chakra Metal—a substance with unique properties he had never encountered before—into nutrients.

Nara Dan opened his system interface and scrolled down.

(Blue) Copper Head Iron Bone:
Through years of digesting and absorbing metal, your body has acquired certain metallic properties. Ordinary matter or elemental attacks will find it difficult to harm you.

Although the description of the trait remained the same, that wasn't what Nara Dan was focused on.

The text for the blue Copper Head Iron Bone had shifted from its original plain blue to a deep, dark blue, now faintly shimmering with a hint of purple after consuming ten catties of Chakra Metal.

It really works!

Joy was written all over Nara Dan's face; the opportunity to break through his bottleneck had finally appeared.

As long as either Taijutsu Mastery or Copper Head Iron Bone evolved into a purple trait, Nara Dan was confident he could fully step into the realm of a Kage.

He might even establish himself as a powerhouse among the ranks of the Kage.

After all, he had already had one foot in the Kage level for a long time; he was simply waiting for the catalyst that would trigger a qualitative change.

Of course, ten catties of Chakra Metal were clearly far from enough to facilitate his true transformation.

According to Nara Dan's estimations, to truly turn the trait purple, he would likely need upwards of a hundred catties of Chakra Metal.

To be honest, Nara Dan doubted whether the entire village of Konoha even possessed a hundred catties of Chakra Metal in its reserves.

After all, no matter where you looked, the production of Chakra Metal was shockingly low, even in the Land of Fire, the most prosperous of the Five Great Nations.

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