Rare Medical Ninja

After the work was finished, Senju Xiangyang took Hiugo to get familiar with the defensive deployment to make his future life easier.

"What's the deal with this wooden hut?"

The places where the rest of the clansmen lived were made of clay fused with the same material as the city walls, but this hut stood apart from the rest.

"Her status is different."

Status is different? Senju Meima? That couldn't be right; if the clan knew, they would have charged him and stripped him of his Elder status long ago.

"She is a medical ninja..."

A medical ninja?

In the Warring States period, medical capabilities were underdeveloped, and while the status of medical ninjas was indeed high, it wasn't high enough to surpass the clan's Elders. If that were truly the case, all three Elders would have been replaced by medical ninjas.

"Have you heard of the Three Great Sage Regions?"

Hiugo raised an eyebrow and said:

"Ancient texts record Mount Myoboku, Shikkotsu Forest, and Ryūchi Cave as the Three Great Sage Regions. Could it be that this person..."

"Yes, she was chosen by Shikkotsu Forest and can summon a Slug to assist in healing. It is precisely because of this that most clansmen who manage to return are able to recover without issue."

A light flickered in Hiugo's eyes as he suddenly realized:

"So she stays here because a medical ninja's role on the battlefield is greater than an Elder's, and if she stayed in the clan lands, she would just be an ordinary medical ninja."

Senju Xiangyang hurriedly covered Hiugo's mouth and used Chakra to transmit his voice:

"Don't talk nonsense, kid. Women hold grudges..."

A woman?

The door of the wooden hut opened quietly, and a white Slug head poked out from above. Through the gap in the door, one could vaguely see her silhouette. She said in a flat tone:

"So it's just a brat. I won't hold it against you, but Xiangyang, stay further away when you talk behind people's backs next time. I can still hear you at this distance..."

"Lady Rei, I was wrong."

Senju Xiangyang immediately bowed to apologize, tucked Hiugo under his arm, and prepared to make a run for it.

Relying on his own sensory perception, Hiugo could tell that this female ninja's strength was about the same as Xiangyang's, but things are valued for their rarity, and people are no different.

There were still quite a few elite Jonin like Xiangyang in the Senju Clan, but there was only one ninja like Senju Rei.

Naturally, her status was a bit different, and with the high number of injuries on the battlefield, medical ninjas were even more popular.

Senju Rei opened the door and looked at the two of them in confusion:

"Wait a minute, why is there a child here? Isn't the battlefield quite stable?"

Xiangyang's movements came to an abrupt halt. He was silent for a moment before saying:

"He awakened Wood Style and is one of the future heirs to the clan head position."

Rei showed a look of realization, looking at Hiugo with a hint of pity:

"Butsuma is so narrow-minded that he won't even spare such a small child. Poor kid, I hope we don't have to meet again."

After saying this, she closed the door directly, ignoring the two of them.

Not seeing a doctor is a good thing; it means there are no injuries that need to be treated.

After Xiangyang took Hiugo a distance away, he said:

"Don't mind her. Although Lady Rei has a strange personality, she will help you heal whenever you are injured."

"I understand. Too many capable people have strange personalities. I know a man who is very strong but always says foxes are dangerous, and besides him, his younger brother is someone who acts cold every day but is actually full of love inside."

Xiangyang didn't understand the meaning behind these words, but he still affirmed Hiugo's wide circle of friends; after all, having more friends is better than having more enemies.

When choosing a place to live, Hiugo built a wooden hut on the spot. He couldn't bring peace to a chaotic world, but building a three-bedroom apartment was easy.

When Senju Meima learned that Hiugo had built a house, he didn't say anything, but instead demanded that Hiugo build one for him too. If he didn't build it, he would tear down Hiugo's hut; if he did, he would turn a blind eye to it.

When Hiugo heard this news, he cursed on the spot. If there weren't no one on his side around, he wouldn't let others threaten him like this. If he were in the clan lands, Genma would have wiped him out directly.

With no other choice, he grumbled and built one for him as well.

When Senju Meima learned of Hiugo's behavior, he couldn't help but laugh: "He really is just a child."

The wooden hut was warm in winter and cool in summer, and thanks to the technique, it could be dismantled at any time, making it a rare and valuable living space.

Meima was also full of interest in the clan's Kekkei Genkai. He already knew about Hiugo's performance in the battle against the Kaguya; Wood Style could kill Kaguya Jonin and affect Kaguya elite Jonin.

The physique of the Kaguya Clan was inherently stronger than that of ordinary ninjas of the same level, which meant that against other ninjas, his power could be appropriately raised by one level.

This level of power was already quite impressive, and he was still young, having only awakened his Kekkei Genkai a short time ago.

"It really is the power recorded in the ancient texts. Although it is difficult to awaken, once awakened, it is incomparably formidable."

Meima said faintly. He finally understood why awakening Wood Style could lead directly to becoming the next clan head.

It wasn't that awakening Wood Style made one the clan head, but that one must have Wood Style to be the clan head.

This would be a power sufficient to change the clan. Meima believed in the potential of the Kekkei Genkai, and he also believed in the talent of these two youths, Hiugo and Hashirama.

"Three years. In three years, I will make him 'my person.' A child's personality is still very easy to control."

Senju Meima felt that with his years of experience, spending three years to change a five-year-old child shouldn't be too difficult.

It was nothing more than the younger generation being pitted against each other due to the conflicts of interest among their elders; that was nothing. He could easily sacrifice a portion of those interests now and use the opportunity to consolidate the clansmen beneath him.

Although he was helping Hiugo become the clan head, the direction of the clansmen was not something a single clan head could decide unilaterally, otherwise, there would be no need for the establishment of the three Great Elders.

As long as I succeed, no matter how powerful he becomes, the one controlling the Senju Clan will still be me, unless he has no intention of managing the clansmen at all.

Senju Meima was unaware that Hiugo's soul did not originate from this world; as long as he had the strength, he would directly show the clansmen what it meant for "a giant mech to be justice, and for fists to be the truth."

At this moment, Hiugo was controlling a tiny branch to pass through the ring of a Kunai; after the awakening of his power, it was a process of constant practice and reflection.

Just like practicing ninjutsu before, once learned, the competition came down to proficiency and coordination. Having frequently used Water Style and Lightning Style before, switching to Wood Style all of a sudden felt somewhat unnatural.

First, he determined his upper limit: given his own Chakra reserves, he could at most unleash one "Forest Birth." This was not the overwhelming Deep Forest Emergence, but a low-spec version.

Judging by the current situation, my bloodline is roughly similar to Yamato's "house-building" level, though because I can absorb bloodlines, the lethality will be stronger, and with the Sage Body, my Chakra will be significantly higher.

Hiugo pondered for a moment; he was essentially an enhanced version of Yamato, and he didn't know if his bloodline would improve on its own.

Furthermore, having never compared himself to Hashirama, he was unclear about the difference between this black Wood Style and ordinary Wood Style.

I kind of miss Tobirama; he would definitely be interested in playing "spot the difference" with this.

Hiugo sighed slightly; research was a matter best left to the professionals.

Both were five-year-old accounts, yet their talent point allocations were completely different.