Teasing the Peeping Snake, Turning the Tables for Intel

Teasing the Peeping Snake, Turning the Tables for Intel

A cold wind swept through the ruined canyon.

"You perverted old man, have you seen enough?!"

Tayuya roared in humiliation and fury.

The artistically twisted vine binding dug deep between her ample breasts.

Bound too tightly, the two soft mounds were squeezed into exaggerated curves. Her coat hung half open, exposing a vast, shadowy cleavage that made it impossible to look away.

Jiraiya held a pen and paper, spraying nosebleeds as he rapidly sketched.

"Don't move, don't move. This angle is perfect." Jiraiya wiped away his nosebleed and said excitedly, "Those marks that cut straight into the soul are the very soul of a masterpiece."

Sakon could not resist moving closer, craning his neck to look at the drawing board.

Then he gave a thumbs-up.

"Old man, that's some damn good drawing. How about I follow you from now on, Dad?" Sakon said seriously, trying to cozy up to him.

Jiraiya kicked him away and cursed, "Get lost! Don't interrupt my research!"

While they were fooling around over there.

Chenshu Senju suddenly closed his eyes.

The next second, his body swayed sharply.

Thud.

Chenshu Senju dropped to one knee, one hand braced firmly against the ground as he panted heavily.

A dense layer of cold sweat visibly formed on his forehead.

Even the back of the hand pressed against the ground trembled violently.

This sudden weakness instantly shattered the canyon's cheerful atmosphere.

"Boss, what's wrong?" Jirobo was startled and hurried forward.

Chenshu Senju said nothing. His face was pale as paper, and he looked utterly drained, as though his chakra had been completely depleted and he might collapse dead at any moment.

Even Jiraiya frowned and put away his notebook.

"Kid Chenshu, is this a side effect of the Wood Dragon Technique?" Jiraiya asked gravely.

This was no joking matter.

Chenshu Senju nodded weakly, seemingly without even the strength to stand.

Yet the instant he lowered his head, a faint curve appeared at the corner of his lips.

For some reason, he felt that this performance of his would be worthy of being used as teaching material at a film academy.

The bait had been cast. Now it depended on whether that shameless snake lurking in the shadows could hold back.

Only two seconds passed.

Crash!

The earth behind Chenshu Senju suddenly exploded.

A gigantic white-scaled snake over ten meters long burst from the ground, its bloody maw wide open.

Then Orochimaru's cold, pallid face emerged from the snake's mouth.

"Orochimaru!" Jiraiya shouted, instantly taking up a fighting stance.

But Orochimaru paid him no attention at all.

Those greedy snake eyes were fixed on the frail and helpless Chenshu Senju lying on the ground.

"You pushed yourself too hard, Chenshu Senju."

Orochimaru extended his long tongue and licked his lips.

He chuckled darkly. "Releasing a Wood Dragon of that level with your current reserves... your chakra must have been depleted enough to damage your very foundation, hasn't it?"

Chenshu Senju raised his head with difficulty.

"What... do you want?"

"Of course, I'm here to claim my perfect vessel."

Orochimaru's gaze was feverish, and he looked at Chenshu Senju as though he were a peerless beauty stripped bare.

Sasuke?

To hell with him.

This brat with max-level Wood Release was the supreme treasure of the ninja world.

Chenshu Senju leaned against a tree trunk, his voice trembling slightly.

"Orochimaru... the Senju Clan's Sage Body has an extremely strong rejection response. Your Living Corpse Reincarnation can't handle it. You'll suffer backlash."

He was fishing.

He wanted to pry out the unresolved bloodline secrets from the scrolls they had seized earlier.

Hearing that, Orochimaru sneered.

Showing off one's research results before dying prey was practically a villain's standard procedure.

"You needn't worry about that."

Orochimaru raised his chin smugly.

"To obtain the Senju bloodline, I developed a high-concentration Hashirama Cell Fusion Agent."

Orochimaru's gaze shifted to Tayuya's nearly exposed snowy-white flesh.

"I require an extreme balance of yin and yang."

"Before stripping away your consciousness, I'll first drain the primal chakra you possess as a male, then implant the bodily fluids of a female test subject to counterbalance it."

"Not only you—even Tsunade's flesh and blood will be refined and completely injected into your body."

"By then, your body will be remade into a breeding ground of absolute obedience, free for me to enjoy!"

The more Orochimaru spoke, the more excited he became, his tongue whipping about wildly.

Tayuya felt sick to her stomach.

That was fucking disgusting.

Treating living people as breeding machines and culture mediums was pure perversion.

Even Kimimaro's eyes widened in shock.

Chenshu Senju weakly listened through the entire stand-up routine.

"So it's bodily-fluid counterbalancing combined with the Hashirama agent."

Chenshu Senju muttered softly.

Just then.

Ding!

[System Notification: Successfully obtained an S-rank core bloodline modification secret through reverse interrogation. Advanced Intelligence Gift Pack unlocked.]

As the crisp notification rang in his mind.

The curve at Chenshu Senju's lips widened infinitely.

The next second.

Before everyone's stunned eyes.

Chenshu Senju, who had just looked as though he were about to breathe his last, stood straight up from the ground.

He casually dusted off his clothes and lazily stretched.

There was not the slightest sign of chakra depletion.

He was bursting with vitality, healthy enough to run a marathon on the spot.

Orochimaru froze.

"You... weren't depleted?"

Chenshu Senju spread his hands innocently.

"Thanks for the lesson, Professor Orochimaru."

Chenshu Senju said solemnly, "If you hadn't explained it in such detail, I wouldn't have even been able to come up with an excuse for skipping an update while writing tonight."

"If my readers find out I was padding things out with daily-life filler, they'll curse me to death."

Orochimaru:?

What writing? What skipped update?

Orochimaru's mind instantly short-circuited.

This brat had been playing him all along?

He had never been weak at all!

Before Orochimaru could react.

Without forming a single hand seal, Chenshu Senju stomped heavily on the ground with one foot.

Boom!

A thick, hard wooden giant arm instantly burst from the ground beneath Orochimaru's feet.

Without any warning.

The wooden hand swung in a full arc and viciously slapped Orochimaru across his pallid face.

The crisp smack echoed throughout the canyon.

Orochimaru was sent flying like a rag doll. He rolled across the ground more than a dozen times before coming to a stop, coughing up a large mouthful of blood.

Half his face was swollen.

"Chenshu Senju! You fucking tricked me!" Orochimaru's face twisted in rage.

"If I didn't trick you, how would I get to watch this clown show?"

With his hands in his pockets, Chenshu Senju slowly walked toward him.

Jiraiya, standing nearby, looked utterly dumbfounded.

Damn, this kid really was black-hearted.

Orochimaru knew he had been played, and Jiraiya was still watching him like a tiger from the side.

There was no way he could take the vessel away today.

"I'll come collect this debt."

Orochimaru promptly admitted defeat. His body rapidly turned into a puddle of mud and sank deep underground.

He ran faster than a rabbit.

Chenshu Senju stopped walking and sneered at the mud stains left on the ground.

The canyon returned to silence.

But no one noticed.

Deep within the hole Orochimaru had used to burrow underground, a strange dark-purple drop of blood silently merged into the soil.

It was a cursed seal seed Orochimaru had left behind.

Brimming with venomous vitality, it quietly took root in the dark earth.