Chakra Nature Training, Taking Control in the Dream

Hearing the laughter coming from inside, Tsunade knew that Jiraiya had taken those three in as disciples.

She was utterly baffled by it. Taking outsiders from another village as disciples—was there something wrong with Jiraiya's brain?

Tsunade patted Indra on the shoulder and earnestly lectured him, "Indra, don't learn from that idiot Jiraiya, understand?"

"Alright, Teacher. I'd know even if you didn't tell me." Indra rolled his eyes at Tsunade, then turned to look at Mikoto, who was staring at him intently.

Mikoto asked nonchalantly, "Is that girl very close to you, Indra?"

At that moment, Indra's warning radar went off.

"You mean Konan? I think of her as a little sister. When I met her back then..."

Without changing expression, Indra smoothly diverted the subject and began recounting how he had met Konan.

After learning of Konan's tragic past, the scrutiny in Mikoto's eyes vanished, replaced by pity.

"Phew..." Indra quietly let out a breath.

Ever since evolving her Sharingan to three tomoe, Mikoto's yandere tendencies had grown more and more serious!

He did not even dare imagine how extreme her personality would become once she awakened the Mangekyo.

I have to properly teach Mikoto in my dreams and pull her back toward being a virtuous wife and loving mother.

Indra silently made up his mind, then glanced at the All-Heavens Pearl.

Although he was already able to travel between worlds, he did not act immediately.

After staying in the Hidden Rain Village for a few more days, Indra bid Konan farewell and set off back to the village with Tsunade.

The return journey took Indra's group half a month.

Along the way, under Tsunade's guidance, Indra gained a preliminary understanding of chakra nature transformation.

However, because Indra possessed too many chakra affinities, he was currently focusing on training the nature transformations of Fire and Lightning.

"The first stage is to strengthen the nature transformation by continuously injecting chakra of different attributes.

The second stage is to instantly increase the amount of transformation and achieve stable control.

The third stage is to combine the nature transformation with a technique..."

As Fire-nature chakra continued to flow into the Rasengan in Indra's palm, it gradually turned crimson, like a burning fireball.

The scorching heat, hot enough to distort the air, continuously burned his palm and chakra pathways.

"Fire Release: Rasengan!"

Indra drove the Rasengan into the towering tree before him. The crimson mass of chakra instantly burrowed into the trunk.

BOOM!!!

A huge hole exploded in the center of the trunk, and blazing tongues of fire swept outward, burning everything they touched to ash!

Indra took several steps back and looked at his charred right hand.

"Reverse Birth Triple Layer: Qi Transformation and Reconstruction!"

The charred skin rapidly peeled away, revealing fresh, fair skin beneath it. Even the chakra pathway system in his right hand was restored to its original state.

He had become increasingly proficient with this move. Now, it only took a few seconds to heal flesh wounds.

"Without a doubt, that's an A-rank ninjutsu. Indra, your talent for ninjutsu has truly exceeded my expectations." Tsunade, who had been watching from the side, could not help but praise him.

From her perspective, Indra had not only created the Rasengan, a hand-sign-free A-rank ninjutsu, but had also mastered Fire-nature chakra transformation at an astonishing speed.

"But this technique is far too dangerous. One mistake could easily injure you. Be careful when using it."

Looking at the dead skin peeling from Indra's right palm, Tsunade kindly offered a reminder.

From the village's perspective, Indra's technique already counted as a forbidden technique and could not be casually taught to others.

"I know, Teacher. I definitely won't use it recklessly."

Indra grinned and immediately flattered her. "It's also thanks to your teaching, Teacher. Otherwise, I wouldn't have learned it so quickly."

"You sure have a glib tongue."

Tsunade rolled her eyes at Indra as memories of the dreams she had been having lately flashed through her mind.

It was all that bastard Indra's fault. He kept asking her for guidance during the day, to the point that she was teaching in her dreams too.

The key was that Indra was not honest at all in those dreams. If she taught well, there were rewards; if she taught poorly, there were punishments.

The thought of it made Tsunade furious.

Her pretty face flushing an enticing red, Tsunade lifted her foot and kicked Indra in the rear.

"You brat, quit fooling around! Run ten more laps with weights!"

Wincing in pain, Indra remembered this grudge. He would get his revenge tonight!

Indra immediately began running laps, while voluntarily adding more weight to further push his body to its limits.

The amount of chakra a ninja possessed was also closely related to the strength of their physique.

In any case, he had the Dog Talisman and Horse Talisman. If training would not kill him, then he had to train himself to death!

Seeing Indra hoist a boulder weighing dozens of tons and sprint off, Tsunade nearly spoke, then stopped herself. "You damn brat, I only told you to train with weights—I didn't tell you to carry something this heavy!"

That said, Indra seemed to have grown taller again recently.

Not only had his features become more handsome, but his physique was growing increasingly sturdy as well. He did not look like a child barely in his teens at all.

Especially when Tsunade saw the outline of his six-pack beneath Indra's sweat-soaked white shirt, she could not help sneaking a few extra glances.

No, she had to maintain some composure!!

Tsunade forcibly looked away, only to catch Mikoto watching with great interest.

Forget it. It would be a waste not to look!

Tsunade immediately cast aside her restraint and joined in the "appreciation."

That night, the moment Indra fell asleep, he immediately used the Sheep Talisman to send his soul out of his body and slip into Tsunade's dream.

Having entered the dream, Indra was about to search for Tsunade as usual when he realized that something was wrong with the scenery around him.

Inside a pink room, Tsunade, dressed in a female teacher's office-lady uniform, lay on a soft couch.

"The brat really dreamed about you again. You've bullied me for so long—this time, I won't let you off!!"

"Th-This isn't right, is it?!"

Indra immediately sensed that something was off. Before he could do anything, Tsunade flicked the rope in her hand and bound him in place.

"Tsunade, let me go! What are you trying to do?!" Indra struggled as he fired off one question after another.

Tsunade raised her foot and stomped down, saying viciously, "It wasn't easy for me to dream about you again. Of course I have to get my revenge properly!"

"You rode your teacher and dishonored your ancestors, huh!"

"You made me do nothing but eat, huh!"

Tsunade listed Indra's crimes in the dream one by one. Her tone grew harsher, and the force beneath her foot increased by a few degrees.

Since it was a dream, Indra did not feel any pain. He only felt incredibly heavy. Perhaps Tsunade had not actually used much strength to begin with and was merely teasing him.

What surprised him was that Tsunade had remembered everything that had happened in their previous dreams.

The resentment coming off her was far too intense!

Indra had just wanted to try resisting when Tsunade stepped forward and pressed him down, burying his head deep in the pillow and leaving him unable to move.

"Mmgh!"

At that moment, even breathing became difficult for Indra.

"Hahaha~ It's finally my turn this time, you perverted little brat!" Feeling Indra struggle, Tsunade's cheeks flushed crimson as she laughed gleefully.

She squeezed Indra's firm waist and abdomen, then nodded in satisfaction.

"Not bad. Your recent training has been quite effective. Let me inspect you!"

"Tsunade, you... mmgh!"

"I told you to call me Teacher. Show some respect. Do you understand the importance of respecting your teacher?!"

The next day, Tsunade, looking utterly refreshed, stretched lazily and greeted the rising sun with a radiant smile.

Although last night's beautiful dream had been embarrassing, she felt exceptionally content inside.

In another tent, Indra yawned, wearing the expression of someone completely drained. He hurriedly climbed to his feet and followed Tsunade back to the Hidden Leaf Village.