Uzumaki Clan Information?

The light of Dust Release.

Jingxin's pupils contracted, the three tomoe in his Sharingan spinning rapidly.

He could see that within that faint white glow, the three chakra attributes had completely vanished, replaced by a brand-new, pure form of energy.

It was neither hot nor cold, neither sharp nor heavy, yet wherever it passed, even the air twisted slightly, as if space itself were being dismantled.

This was the power of Kekkei Tōta.

Jingxin maintained this state for one second, two seconds, three seconds...

The white light stabilized for five seconds, then dissipated.

Could this be considered a success?

Although it only lasted five seconds, although it was only the size of a fingernail, and although it was still a far cry from a true Dust Release ninjutsu.

He had indeed touched that realm.

"Heh... Hahaha... Hahahaha!"

A burst of aged, excited laughter drifted from the edge of the training ground.

Jingxin turned his head to see Ōnoki hovering there, having no idea how long he had been observing, with the towering Akatsuchi standing behind him.

The old Tsuchikage's face was covered in tears. "Did you see that, Akatsuchi! Dust Release... the true light of Dust Release..."

He descended from the air, stumbling over to stand before Jingxin, crouching down to stare intently at Jingxin's hands, as if the white light from moments ago still lingered upon them.

"Two months..." Ōnoki muttered. "From the moment you began practicing Dust Release until now, it has only taken you two months."

"And it took me five years, five whole years, to reach the level you just achieved."

"Lord Tsuchikage." Jingxin stood up. "This is only the beginning; I still have a long road ahead before I reach true Dust Release ninjutsu."

"I know, I know..." Ōnoki nodded vigorously, wiping the tears from his face. "Next, you must continue to consolidate this state, extend the duration, expand the scale, and then learn the specific structural formulas for the techniques..."

"Atomic Dismantling Jutsu, Limitless Dismantling Jutsu... there is so much, so much to learn..."

One month later, Jingxin had completely mastered Dust Release.

Although he had yet to engage in actual combat, this provided Jingxin with a great sense of security.

His training then entered a much smoother phase.

Every day, he was able to create fifty Shadow Clones to conduct his training.

Half were dedicated to chakra refinement.

The other half were used to shore up Jingxin's current weaknesses.

His Clone Technique, Substitution Technique, and Body Flicker Technique were becoming increasingly proficient.

He mastered the basics and advanced ninjutsu of the wind, fire, and earth chakra attributes.

Possessing chakra control that was refined to an almost extreme degree, the training for these ninjutsu went impossibly smoothly.

In addition, there were Ōnoki's Light-Weight Rock Technique and Added-Weight Rock Technique.

There were no breakthroughs, no sudden epiphanies.

There was only the natural progression of things, a steady trickle of water accumulating into a height of achievement.

Most importantly, there was the training of the Sharingan.

The Sharingan was not like other ninjutsu; it was a Kekkei Genkai, and one distinct from the body-based Kekkei Genkai formed by the superposition of two chakra nature transformations.

In the training of the Sharingan, chakra could only serve as a "foundation"; what truly influenced the progress of the training was the user's mental energy.

Because Jingxin currently had only one method for how to improve the ocular power of his Sharingan, which was to have his Shadow Clones cast genjutsu upon his original body...

This placed an extremely high demand on his mental energy.

To the point where Jingxin looked listless every day, effectively suffering from the same "dead-fish eye" syndrome as Kakashi.

Another half-year passed.

Once Jingxin had filled in his weaknesses, he began to seek the upper limits of his combat power.

The Sharingan could not be rushed, so he had to start from other aspects.

And currently, within Iwagakure, there happened to be a very suitable direction for his training.

Early morning.

Jingxin created his Shadow Clones as usual, setting them to work on chakra refinement training.

His original body, meanwhile, headed toward the Research Department of Iwagakure.

The department was located in the southwest corner of Iwagakure, housed in an independent two-story stone building.

The exterior of the building was plain and unadorned, with a simple wooden sign hanging by the entrance, upon which was written "Research Department."

Jingxin went straight up to the second floor.

As soon as he entered, he could feel that this place was special.

The walls were covered in various sealing formulas, the air permeated with faint fluctuations of chakra, and the bookshelves were piled high with ancient scrolls and documents, casting the entire space in a solemn and mysterious atmosphere.

When Jingxin walked into the research room, Chinatsu was busy organizing a new batch of scrolls.

She wore the standard research uniform, a deep blue robe with sealing runes embroidered on the cuffs, her red hair tied into a simple bun at the back of her head, with a few stray strands falling against her cheeks that added a touch of softness to her appearance.

Seeing Jingxin, she set down the scroll in her hand and a gentle smile appeared on her face: "Lord Kintsuchi, you have arrived."

Chinatsu walked over and bowed slightly: "Karin said you wanted to learn sealing techniques, so I have already prepared the materials."

"Just call me Kintsuchi," Jingxin said, then looked at the surrounding environment: "This place is more professional than I imagined."

Chinatsu smiled: "The Tsuchikage attaches great importance to sealing techniques and has invested quite a lot of resources."

"Furthermore, Iwagakure already had a certain foundation in sealing techniques, and combined with the knowledge and materials I brought from the Uzumaki Clan, the research progress is faster than expected."

She led Jingxin to an independent research room.

The room was not large, but it was very tidy; in the center stood a long table with several ancient scrolls spread out, alongside brushes, ink, and specially crafted chakra paper.

On the walls hung several structural diagrams of sealing formulas, the lines complex and elegant, resembling some kind of mysterious artwork.

"Please, sit," Chinatsu said, then sat down opposite Jingxin: "Before we begin, I would like to ask, why do you want to learn sealing techniques?"

"With your strength and talent, you should be focusing more on combat ninjutsu."

Jingxin spoke truthfully: "Those are sufficient for now; I am here to address my shortcomings."

"Hmm..." Chinatsu handed the organized materials to Jingxin: "I apologize, but this is all I can provide."

"These are merely theoretical concepts I have in my mind, and they aren't particularly profound."

She was born in the Land of Whirlpools, back before the Uzumaki Clan had met its catastrophe.

As a junior member of the clan, Chinatsu had naturally learned the corresponding knowledge.

However, while Chinatsu's theoretical knowledge was passable, her practical ability was virtually non-existent.

Otherwise, she would not have been completely unable to help that night, nor would she have ended up trapped in the Land of Grass with Karin.

At the thought of this, her expression dimmed.

Jingxin put the materials away and said: "Without Aunt Chinatsu, the village's relevant technology might never have been able to reach its current level."

"The past has already become history; being able to watch the children grow up safely is a blessing in itself."

Chinatsu tucked a strand of hair behind her ear and smiled: "Thank you for the comfort, Lord Kintsuchi; I am already very content."

"Hmm..."

She thought for a moment, then said to Jingxin: "Although I only possess a portion of the knowledge, I know where the clan's materials might be located now."