Blood-Red Chili Pepper Kushina

The Hidden Sand ninja gradually set their sights on Qian Yun.

At first, they sent one person to assassinate him, but Qian Yun was as slippery as an eel, constantly evading the attempts with the Three-Body Technique.

Then came a squad of jonin, yet Qian Yun still managed to escape with his life by the skin of his teeth.

Hidden Sand was steadily losing ground when a large-breasted young woman suddenly charged out of the crowd.

"You can die now, brat!"

The large-breasted girl flashed over, opening with a killing move.

Scorch Release: Steam Kill!

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Qian Yun was scared half to death and instantly used his life-saving second-stage Body Flicker.

She had to be Pakura of Hidden Sand. Only she possessed that kind of bloodline limit.

Whoosh!

Pakura used Body Flicker to pursue him, but Qian Yun immediately tossed down a smoke bomb and fled.

"Don't even think about escaping!"

Flesh Release: Great Hemorrhoid!

Qian Yun cast the technique as he used Body Flicker again, and Pakura of the Scorch Release finally realized how terrifying he was.

She instinctively scratched her butt, and Qian Yun immediately flung a handful of flying needles at her.

Sizzle! Sizzle! Sizzle!

Pakura was hit. Qian Yun immediately rushed forward; he had already adapted to her fighting rhythm.

This time, it was Pakura's turn to run. The needles carried a toxin that paralyzed the nerves.

Bang! Bang!

Qian Yun chased after her while tossing smoke bombs all the way. Seeing Pakura flee, many Hidden Sand ninja ran after her as well.

The tide of battle reversed. Chiyo and Ebizō, who had been entangling the Yellow Flash, were utterly dumbfounded.

The original plan had been for a group of jonin to hold back the Yellow Flash while Pakura slaughtered the Konoha ninja.

What was going on now?

Pakura of the Scorch Release was running away?

And the one chasing her was just some white-haired brat?

Wait?

A white-haired brat?

Could he be Konoha's White Fang's son?

Kill him!

With that thought, Chiyo immediately called on Ebizō to surround and capture Qian Yun.

The idea was good, but Konoha's Yellow Flash was no fool.

With someone on Konoha's side suppressing Pakura of the Scorch Release, victory was in sight.

The war had been going on for several months. It was time to determine the winner.

Clang! Clang!

The moment Chiyo and Ebizō moved, they were intercepted. Now, it was the Yellow Flash who kept them occupied.

Seeing the Konoha ninja launching a large-scale counterattack, Chiyo knew that if this dragged on, the casualties would only grow worse.

Screech!

The retreat flare was fired. The Yellow Flash stopped entangling them and ordered his men to cease pursuit as well.

That was the Third Hokage's order. Defeating Hidden Sand was enough; they absolutely could not wipe them out completely.

Otherwise, once the balance of the ninja world was broken, the great ninja war would be difficult to end.

As for Qian Yun, he was so engrossed in the chase that he never noticed the Yellow Flash's signal flare.

Several Konoha jonin stopped him. One of them, a huge fat man wearing armor emblazoned with the character for "food" on his chest, spoke up.

"You need to follow orders!"

Qian Yun froze for a moment, then hurriedly explained.

"Sorry, I only know the basic hand signals. I never learned the other codes!"

The jonin exchanged glances before the large Akimichi Clan man spoke again.

"We'll talk when we get back!"

The jonin said nothing else, and Qian Yun did not feel comfortable trying to strike up a conversation. It seemed Konoha's jonin were all rather arrogant.

Half an hour later, they arrived at the Konoha camp. Qian Yun discovered that this was not the camp from before.

The previous camp had been in the Death Forest on the eastern coast of the Land of Fire, but this place was a rocky mountain hollow. Even the tents were different colors.

Qian Yun wanted to find someone he knew, but after sensing around, he found no ninja he could talk to.

It was rather awkward.

"Hey! You there, hurry up and save someone!"

Just as Qian Yun stood there at a loss, a familiar voice rang out behind him.

Turning around, he saw the red-haired girl's squad carrying back another severely wounded ninja, whose body seemed to be wreathed in black mist.

Qian Yun stepped forward and used the Mystical Palm Technique, but the man still lost his breath thirty seconds later.

A trait dropped, but Qian Yun was not happy in the slightest.

"Don't just stand there. Hurry up and move on to the next one!"

The red-haired girl seemed used to such things. After saying that, she immediately went to save people by another stretcher.

Qian Yun followed her. This time, he chose an injured person who was not wreathed in black mist.

There was definitely no time to make plasma on the spot. He could only use the Mystical Palm Technique to stop the bleeding.

His chakra was quickly running dry. The earlier battle had consumed far too much.

This wouldn't do. At this rate, he would not be able to save anyone.

Just as Qian Yun was feeling frustrated, he spotted Shinku Yuhi entering the camp with a group of prisoners under escort.

Got it.

Qian Yun rushed over, flung a flying needle into a burly man, then dragged him over to a stretcher.

"Hey, what are you doing? You can't kill prisoners!"

Shinku Yuhi tried to stop him, but Qian Yun did not answer.

One hand pressed against the prisoner's chest while the other used the Mystical Palm Technique. This time, his chakra supply was exceptionally abundant.

This was a secret technique of the Hidden Mist Enforcement Squad.

Shinku Yuhi saw what was happening and motioned for his subordinates to leave the prisoners behind.

After healing one person, the first prisoner fainted, repeatedly crying, "Demon... demon..."

Then came the next one. Basically, every person healed drained one prisoner of all their chakra.

"No... I don't want to die... You can't kill prisoners... Aah..."

"Hurry up and interrogate me! Don't hand me over to that white-haired evil ghost!

I'm begging you, I... Aah... my chakra..."

Wails rang endlessly through the camp, and many Konoha ninja came over to watch.

Seeing this, the red-haired girl and the others immediately carried over severely wounded ninja. They even helped stick needles into the prisoners.

Qian Yun became a conduit, swallowing more than a dozen soldier pills along the way.

As the sun set, Qian Yun collapsed unconscious, feeling as though his body had been hollowed out.

The next day, at noon.

After waking up, Qian Yun felt lightheaded. Then his heart suddenly jolted.

Could someone have read his memories?

If the system was exposed, he would be finished.

He felt deeply uneasy!

Using the method described in the A-rank Memory Reading Technique, he checked his mind for any abnormal traces.

Half an hour later, he had sensed nothing.

It seemed he had been poisoned aboard the Gato Ship yesterday, and the emergency antidote had not completely neutralized the poison.

Still, the incident reminded Qian Yun that he had to find a way to prevent others from reading his memories.

Especially as his strength gradually became exposed, Konoha's higher-ups would definitely grow curious.

Leaving the tent, he breathed in the fresh air outside and felt his spirits lift.

People were lining up for food, so Qian Yun joined the queue.

"Identification number!"

When it was Qian Yun's turn, the genin serving food asked a question.

Qian Yun answered instinctively, "I'm a special medical genin. I don't have an identification number!"

The genin froze, withdrawing the large iron ladle.

He stared blankly at Qian Yun, who returned an inquisitive look.

"Captain!"

The genin called toward the stove behind him. An Akimichi Clan ninja immediately walked over.

He was a bloated old man who appeared quite advanced in years.

"A special genin? Who's your captain?" the bloated elder asked expressionlessly.

"Shinku Yuhi!" Qian Yun answered confidently.

"Huh?"

The bloated elder looked utterly incredulous, then shouted toward a nearby tent.

"You brat from the Yuhi family, come here!"

The old man's tone surprised Qian Yun.

He was just a cook, so why was he throwing his weight around because of his age?

Whoosh!

Shinku Yuhi flashed over, his face full of smiles.

"Lord Torifu, you called for me?"

Hearing that form of address, Qian Yun's eyes widened.

Was this the famous Akimichi Torifu?