Linglan had never received formal ninja training and lacked much of the basic knowledge surrounding ninjutsu. The people responsible for training them seemed to care only about his combat ability, while theoretical instruction was practically nonexistent.
But that was only natural.
After all, people like them were positioned as nothing more than entertainment consumables. Who would genuinely bother to cultivate them?
So-called training simply meant endlessly fighting each other every day.
If they did not want to be beaten and punished every day, they could only force themselves to develop their abilities and grow stronger.
Thus... the children who survived there were basically all those who possessed Kekkei Genkai.
As for why he was called the "Moon-White Demon Flame," aside from the fact that the color of that cold fire lay somewhere between moon-white and pale blue, the poisonous gas released by the burning flames was colorless and odorless, yet extremely potent. If inhaled by accident, it would quickly cause hallucinations, rapid breathing, weakness in the limbs, and a complete loss of combat ability.
That phenomenon, which resembled sorcery, was the greater reason.
Unfortunately, the Leiming he encountered happened to be someone who could cloak his entire body in Lightning Style Ninjutsu, perfectly nullifying his greatest weapon: poison. It was as if Leiming had come prepared.
"I see..."
After listening to his account, Araki nodded lightly.
It seemed this Kekkei Genkai truly was what he had guessed it to be—something akin to phosphorescent fire.
Phosphorescent fire, commonly known as ghost fire, was often seen in graveyards during midsummer nights. Old tales claimed it was the manifestation of wronged spirits seeking lives, an omen of disaster.
But that was not actually the case. This stuff was simply a substance created when the corpses of humans and animals decayed, and its ignition