You Can't Take Him Away / My Art Is Above Yours!

Hiruko's tail appeared in front of Kimimaro and slashed horizontally.

Bones also protruded from Kimimaro's arms, and his hands were crossed, but Hiruko lashed them back along the same path with her One-Tail.

The enemy was faster than him, but such an attack could not break through his bones.

Kimimaro flipped in mid-air, landed steadily, and slid a little further using the force of the fall.

His eyes were filled with disappointment.

"Kid, don't be in such a hurry to die," Scorpion said.

There was still plenty of time, and this kid from Iwagakure had already fully piqued his interest.

Chapter Thirty-Eight: You Can't Take It With You

The Sand Ninja's self-propelled humanoid navigation system was moving far too slowly, Uchiha Shingen was gradually becoming impatient.

Shouldn't the men of the Land of Wind be as swift and valiant as the wind?

Just as the idea of turning this self-propelled vehicle into a vehicle-mounted one began to emerge in his mind, he sensed a familiar Chakra.

Uchiha Shingen didn't know if other sensory ninjas had this habit, but he always remembered Chakra first.

To understand someone, you must first understand their Chakra.

In the world of ninjas, everyone knows Transformation Technique; their faces and genders may not be real, but their Chakra is an honest guy.

The familiar Chakra comes from Deidara and Kimimaro.

There's another one he's not so familiar with—he knows the Chakra, but he's never seen the other's true face.

It came from the troublemaker he had slapped away back then.

We can't call them troublemakers anymore, we call them murderers.

Unless he didn't harm Leaf Village ninjas, then he's still a troublemaker.

The quality and quantity of the opponent's Chakra are so high that calling it Kage Level would be quite fitting.

So, Uchiha Shingen stopped and casually grabbed the self-propelled shikigami.

"Lord Shingen?" The Sand Ninja who was being held back was very nervous, thinking that they had encountered a murderer.

It wasn't because he might have encountered the culprit that he was nervous, but because the Leaf Village White Ghost next to him was known for his love of unleashing powerful attacks. Considering that he wasn't Konoha Ninja, he figured that if the two sides started fighting, one of them would die first to liven up the atmosphere.

Uchiha Shingen, of course, had no idea that this self-propelled creature had such a rich inner monologue. He simply looked at the other person with a serious expression and said:

"I've spotted the enemy. Stay here and don't move. I'll be right back."

"Yes, Shingen, please make yourself at home. I'll wait for you here!" The Sand Ninja was overjoyed.

It wasn't there after all; it gave him quite a fright.

Uchiha Shingen nodded and vanished in a flash.

He used Lightning Release Body Flicker.

This speed is still the most comfortable.

The desert scenery was monotonous, and the surrounding landscape didn't change much, but the Chakra was rapidly approaching.

Soon, three black dots appeared in Uchiha Shingen's field of vision.

He activated his Sharingan.

Hiruko came into his view. This puppet was too targeted; it really was Scorpion.

In the original timeline, this puppet was easily destroyed by Sakura Haruno.

But in reality, he was Human Puppet, Sasori of the Red Sands's first known Human Puppet.

The Sharingan clearly showed that this puppet had two streams of Chakra, and without a doubt, it was indeed Human Puppet capable of using the Ninjutsu it possessed in its previous life.

Uchiha Shingen's approach also attracted the attention of the three people present.

The happiest person was Deidara, who felt that his artistic journey could continue.

This ugly old man is really crazy, definitely a heretic!

The two argued for a long time, but neither could convince the other!

Because the other party has a very rigorous set of logic, and is deeply entrenched in evil!

Scorpion shares the same view.

He truly couldn't bear to kill this Iwagakure child now, and he couldn't even bear to turn the child into Human Puppet.

This child is serious about art! He's not just dabbling in it!

Even though he went astray, his persistence and his heartfelt passion were genuine! He, Sasori of the Red Sands, acknowledged it!

Such a person, such a spirit—aren't they the best companions on his eternal path of art?

Turning him into Human Puppet would only cause him to lose his ability to explore art prematurely. As a senior on the path of art, Sasori of the Red Sands never minded guiding such true seekers, and he also wanted to see more possibilities.

I am not alone on this path!

Everything in this world is insignificant and utterly boring; only art can give him a sense of meaning in life!

Therefore, when Uchiha Shingen arrived at the scene, he witnessed an extremely bizarre scene.

"You insist on your ridiculous viewpoint because nobody in your Iwagakure understands art. You can only grope blindly in that desert. Come with me! I'll teach you!" Sasori's tone was very serious.

However, he did not ignore Uchiha Shingen; it was just that, out of confidence in his own strength and love for art, he was unwilling to leave.

Finding a good prospect is incredibly difficult!

"No way! Don't underestimate me just because I'm young!" Deidara retorted angrily. "Eternity is stillness. How can something still move people's hearts?"

Uchiha Shingen: "..."

How did these two end up chatting?

This is completely different from what he had expected...

Turning my gaze to the side, Kimimaro sitting on the ground with a stern face.

It seems like she's sulking.

Although the scene was extremely bizarre and unconventional, Uchiha Shingen was a worldly man. Based on the information he knew, he mentally reviewed the situation and roughly determined what had happened.

"Sasori of the Red Sands, as expected of you," he sighed. "Enough talk, you can't take this child away today."

"Oh?" Sasori manipulated Hiruko to turn around. "Leaf Village's White Ghost, I've heard of your name."

"That must be too much for you." Uchiha Shingen smiled. "In this world, besides art in your eyes, is there anything else that can comfort you?"

"Comfort?" Scorpion's tone was disdainful. "As expected, this child is special. I'm taking him away."

"Why take him away?" Uchiha Shingen recalled the situation of the two people in the original timeline. "Your views on art are completely different."

"Having this intention is enough; with intention, anything is possible."

"You're not trying to steal the Tsuchikage's disciple, are you?"

"The Tsuchikage is not worthy to teach him."

"Is that so?" Uchiha Shingen looked at Hiruko's crimson robes, which resembled a nostalgic design. "The mighty Sasori of the Red Sands has actually joined a small organization like Akatsuki. You've fallen into idealism. Do you still have the ability to train disciples?"

The Akatsuki organization is like a concentration camp for chuunibyou (a Japanese term for someone with delusions of grandeur) in the Hokage Continent. If you're not chuunibyou enough, you won't find anyone to chat with once you're inside.

Each member, shrouded in a black robe with red flowers, employs aloofness, ferocity, cruelty, and violence to seek a rainbow after the bloodshed. It can be described as an unparalleled gathering place of idealism.

Sasori of the Red Sands's life was devoid of warmth, for he lost his parents too early before he could grow up in their warmth. Due to the failure to suppress the dark side of his humanity in time, the system of Sunagakure gradually distorted his introverted and lonely personality. Thus, he could only find a trace of solace in killing and ruthlessness, which gave birth to his obsession with eternal beauty.

Regardless of whether it's a tragedy or not, there's definitely something wrong with the education system in Sunagakure.

However, Sasori of the Red Sands never completely transcended emotions throughout his life; despite being a puppet, he still possessed a warm soul.

There are far too many ninjas like this in the Ninja World.

Children who lose their loved ones endure unimaginable pain. If their distorted personalities are not understood and treated with kindness, they will lose their humanity.

It is precisely because of this kind of world that "Akatsuki" was born.

That's how the Uchiha Obito we know today came to be.

"I think I understand your plan." Uchiha Shingen clasped his hands together. "But as I said before, you can't take anyone with you, and you'll have to hand over the people you kidnapped."

Chapter Thirty-Nine: My Art Is Above Yours!

Happiness varies from person to person, except perhaps when it comes to drinking tea.

People's suffering is not shared, unless the teahouse goes out of business.

However, as more and more teahouses opened in Leaf Village, and Uchiha Shingen started going there to drink tea, the discounts offered by the shops became increasingly outrageous. Therefore, he could not empathize with Sasori of the Red Sands's joy and pain.

The main problem is finding a starting point.

Everyone experiences pain; the difference lies only in how they deal with it.

If you don't want to live with the darkness you see, then rebel against it and change it.

Even doing the most virtuous thing through the most despicable means is better than living your life in the same way while feeling miserable.

After all, this isn't resistance, it's compromise. Since you've compromised and become one of them, wouldn't harboring resentment only make you unhappy?

In Uchiha Shingen's view, that's exactly how Sasori was.

The pursuit of eternal beauty is essentially an escape, because one knows one's own limits and that one cannot change anything, so one chooses to numb one's anger and emotions.

He discovered the eternal beauty, the only haven that could bring him inner peace, and so he clung to it desperately, with an almost obsessive passion.

He really resembled an Uchiha Clan; the only difference between him and the real Uchiha Clan was their bloodline.

Uchiha Shingen now looks a lot like Uchiha Clan, but it's only a superficial resemblance.

Therefore, Uchiha Shingen and Sasori were completely different types of people, and their ways of dealing with pain were also completely different.

When Uchiha Shingen began releasing his Chakra, this "Chakra field" was completely altered.

If another Chakra- sensing ninja were present, he would have discovered that this place was "dominated" by Uchiha Shingen's Chakra.

The coolness dispelled the desert's scorching heat.

The increased humidity also made the air more comfortable.

Three Zaku -shaped ice giants stood on the earth.

To be fair, Puppet Technique, a technique for killing people, can be accomplished without injury using the power of Ice Release.

Unless Sasori unleashes the Third Kazekage's Iron Sand Technique.

If that's the case, Uchiha Shingen is well-prepared.

In the past, when he created Ice Release Giant, it truly was Ice Release Giant.

But now he's a man Susanoo; he's grown up.

So he first used the Susanoo technique to create the cockpit, and then used the power of Ice Release to construct his body.

This is, of course, to avoid wasting Chakra.

However, if Sasori's Third Kazekage Human Puppet is already complete, then this Susanoo cockpit can immediately extend, allowing him to unleash the core art unique to Uchiha Shingen.

Don't underestimate him as the founder of this ice and snow exhibition; his artistic aesthetics surpass even Scorpion's!

This is art that has been tested by the market on Blue Star!

At this moment, only Scorpion remained in the arena.

Scorpion, however, had the scene from just moments ago firmly etched in his mind.

The two children were suddenly enveloped by a materialized Chakra, forming something that looked like a box. Then, a vast and powerful Ice Release energy enveloped the box, forming the giant before them.

It's very fast.

The White Ghost of Leaf Village truly lives up to its name.

"Amazing." Sasori looked up at the Ice Release giant that Uchiha Shingen was standing in. "A remarkable Ninjutsu. It's such a pity you don't understand art."

Although his own machine was inferior, Sasori of the Red Sands declared that he still won.

Art is not simply about size; bigger doesn't necessarily mean better.