Primary Immortal Body and Primary Wood Style

Within the mind of Senju Nawaki, the usage methods for three induction cookers appeared; by consuming chakra, he could strip away a target's specific bloodline to complete his own.

As long as there were sufficient experimental materials, his bloodline could even surpass the Sage of Six Paths.

Memories from his past life surfaced, along with a phrase he had once scoffed at: "To suffer the bitterest of the bitter is to become the master of masters? No—suffering does not make one a master; only by consuming others can one truly become a master."

He began to examine his status panel, which could be described as luxurious for a genin.

There were certain flaws, but now, with the Bloodline Completion System, he could perfectly compensate for them.

His current body lacked only Yin-style chakra to possess all nature transformations.

Once all attributes were complete, combined with the innate talent of this body, he expected to reap unexpected rewards.

Yamanaka Shuichi had voluntarily entered his soul world, becoming a material delivered right to his doorstep.

This was truly heaven-sent.

A look of pleasant surprise appeared in his eyes as a red light radiated from Yamanaka Shuichi.

"Beep, beep, beep~"

As he pressed the switch of the induction cooker within his soul, Senju Nawaki felt as if he had returned to a laboratory, his passive scientific research intuition taking effect.

"What kind of genjutsu is this?" Yamanaka Shuichi let out a cry of confusion as the soul space transformed into a massive sealing apparatus.

Senju Nawaki narrowed his eyes, watching every change unfold.

The entire soul space had morphed into the enclosed chamber of a PCR machine.

Yamanaka Shuichi's soul became the experimental material, subjected to intense searing.

"Ahhh!!!"

The soul before him let out piercing screams, being melted by some unknown force into a mass of black fluid.

"Whew..."

Senju Nawaki let out a long sigh of relief; the crisis before him was finally resolved.

Beep, beep, beep...

The hand-crafted PCR instrument continued to run, and the second induction cooker began processing the black fluid.

It became purer and more suitable for Senju Nawaki to absorb.

Senju Nawaki stepped into the range of the third induction cooker, feeling a temperature that was extremely comfortable.

Pure energy merged into his soul and body, completing the incomplete attributes within him.

Originally, his chakra nature transformations had been missing only the Yin attribute.

Yamanaka Shuichi's soul happened to possess Yin-style chakra.

After absorbing this pure energy, he now possessed all seven chakra nature transformations.

A wave of comfort washed over him.

His soul returned to his physical body.

Feeling the changes in his body, the pain receded, and the wounds on his legs from the explosion had already scabbed over.

"Primary Sage Body? Primary Wood Release?"

He focused his attention on the panel, noting the consumption of over three hundred units of chakra.

With all seven attributes complete, his originally incomplete Sage Body had now evolved into a Primary Sage Body.

To exhibit such powerful regenerative capabilities, and yet it was only a Primary Sage Body?

It had not yet reached the level of flesh and blood regeneration, but he believed that as long as he continued his bloodline evolution, he could achieve that goal.

His Kekkei Genkai had also awakened into Primary Wood Release.

In the official databooks, Wood Release appeared to be a fusion of Water and Earth attributes, but Yin and Yang attributes played an indispensable role in the process; the Yin attribute could create form from nothing, while the Yang attribute could imbue that form with life.

Senju Hashirama's Wood Release likely required a terrifying Sage Body as well; according to Senju Nawaki's estimation, Hashirama's Sage Body was at least of a high grade.

These things were no longer out of reach for him; as long as he continued to devour the bloodlines of others, he would surely surpass Senju Hashirama.

With the legend of Wood Release within the Senju Clan, he was now even more confident in his ability to take control of the clan.

Thump...

Not far away, the corpse of Yamanaka Shuichi tumbled down from a large tree.

"Haha..."

Senju Nawaki's gaze swept over the body, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes as he let out a burst of laughter.

In this life, he would no longer be oppressed by anyone.

Since he had accepted the identity of Senju Nawaki, he would use this identity to reach the pinnacle of this world.

If the opportunity arose, he even wanted to return to his original world and let that old bastard who had oppressed him experience the taste of being oppressed himself.

He searched his own person, looking for the signal flare to call for reinforcements.

After finding it, he raised it to the sky and twisted it, but there was not the slightest reaction.

His signal flare had been tampered with.

"Heh... Senju Tobirama, you've done well!"

Senju Nawaki offered a bitter smile once more, his mind racing.

He had to be more vigilant; the identity of Senju Nawaki brought him convenience, but it also brought him peril.

Dragging his crippled body, he approached Yamanaka Shuichi.

Inside the man's jonin vest, he found two signal flares, identical to the one in his own hand.

These were likely intended to replace his own sabotaged flare, just as his memories had been altered, to make everything appear as a mere accident.

Whoosh... Bang...

A red firework bloomed in the sky, bearing the crest of the Senju Clan.

"Are there traitors even within the Senju family?"

A thoughtful look appeared in Senju Nawaki's eyes. This specific type of signal was manufactured exclusively within the Senju Clan.

Was this premeditated? Or was there an internal traitor? Or perhaps both?

He turned his gaze toward the corpse of Yamanaka Shuichi; now was not the time to flip the table.

He needed a safe place to enhance his strength and inherit the influence of the Senju Clan.

That safe place was wherever Tsunade was.

He would have to endure for a few more days; the pit Senju Tobirama had dug for him was far too deep.

He felt his soul space undergoing a transformation with the emergence of the Bloodline Completion System.

He pressed a hand onto Yamanaka Shuichi's head.

The next moment, the corpse vanished, appearing within Senju Nawaki's mutated soul space.

The Bloodline Completion System indicated that there was new experimental material.

Unfortunately, he had little chakra left and could not continue to fuse and upgrade.

He surveyed the scarred ground around him; the corpses of the other Ino-Shika-Cho members had turned to fragments, otherwise, they would have also become his experimental materials.

"No rush. We'll play this slowly."

Senju Nawaki exhaled a breath of stale air. The schemers of this world would pay the price for their actions.

Those who plotted against him would be made to pay.

For all of this, he needed to stay alive.

An hour later.

Senju Nawaki huddled in a dirt pit, leaving only a small hole for ventilation.

His consciousness was already growing hazy.

Hiss...

The sound of snakes echoed from the surroundings.

Scenes of his time spent with Orochimaru flickered through his mind.

"Has Orochimaru arrived?"

Senju Nawaki dropped his disguise and emerged from the pit.

[Before Nawaki died, he likely hadn't officially established a master-student relationship with Orochimaru, only an intention. This is shown in Chapter 160 of the manga, based on what Orochimaru said after Nawaki's death. Furthermore, his name was not on the summoning scroll for Ryuchi Cave.]

Regardless, he was at least safe for the moment.

Swish~

Orochimaru's sparse eyebrows knitted together as he asked coldly, his eyes filled with suspicion, "Nawaki, what happened here?"

Senju Nawaki forced a smile but did not answer, saying in a hoarse voice, "Orochimaru, don't let me out of your sight."

At this moment, he could at least be certain that Orochimaru was someone he could trust.

Having said that, Senju Nawaki's consciousness plunged into darkness.

A day later, in a ward at the Konoha temporary base.

Senju Nawaki slowly opened his eyes.

"Haa..."

He scanned his surroundings.

An IV line was inserted into his hand, connected to several bags of medicine hanging above.

They made his body feel warm, providing him with a replenishment of energy.

Orochimaru was leaning against the wall, eyes closed in rest.

"Nawaki? What exactly happened?" Orochimaru sensed Senju Nawaki waking up and walked over to ask, a trace of fatigue on his face.

He had stayed by Senju Nawaki's side all day and had also noticed something wrong with the camp.

The high-level combatants had been completely hollowed out to launch a sneak attack on a Sunagakure outpost.

This did not align with strategy at all; the original plan had been to prepare for peace talks.

"Accidentally stepped into a trap and was ambushed," Senju Nawaki said after a moment of contemplation. "Where is my sister?"

He did not have enough power in his hands right now, so even if Orochimaru was trustworthy, he dared not speak recklessly.

Everything would have to wait until he inherited the remnants of the Senju Clan; only then would he be able to protect himself.

"An accident?"

Orochimaru shook his head, his eyes filled with scrutiny.

He sensed a guard in Senju Nawaki's words.

The Nawaki from before had been hot-blooded, an idiot, and careless.

The Nawaki at this moment was like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bowstring, cautious and meticulous, and possessed a sense of mystery that should not have been there at all.