A Luo's Attribute-less Chakra

"Luo Uchiha, fight me. Let me see what gives you the right to become Lord Orochimaru's disciple!"

A broad-built teenager jumped out directly.

"Jirobo!"

Kimimaro stood nearby. Seeing Jirobo charge out of the crowd and confront Lord Orochimaru's disciple with such an arrogant attitude, he immediately wanted to step forward and drag him back.

However, Orochimaru stopped him.

"A Luo, defeat him. There are no restrictions on the method of combat."

Orochimaru knew that A Luo's body had only just recovered. Although his Sharingan had awakened, he had never learned any ninjutsu or taijutsu.

But he also knew that A Luo's abilities were strange and unusual. Dealing with someone like Jirobo would not be a problem for him.

"Fine, but let's make this clear first. Don't cry if it hurts. And even if you do cry, I'm not comforting you..."

A Luo raised both hands and rubbed his face, forcing his sleepy eyes open a little wider.

He was not actually sleepy, but with so many people watching, if he looked too energetic, Orochimaru might very well make him fight them one by one.

"Bastard, let me see just what this so-called Uchiha clan is made of..."

Jirobo had not yet become one of the later Four Sound Ninja. At present, among this group, he could only barely be considered above average.

A Luo's arrogant attitude ignited his already poor temper. He rushed forward, intending to use taijutsu to give this skinny kid a beating.

But while he charged forward, A Luo vanished from before his eyes.

Genjutsu. Izuna Uchiha had taught him some small genjutsu that consumed little chakra but were quite useful, along with a few tricks A Luo himself had once developed for fun.

"Not very good, are you? You can't see me already. You're weaker than I expected!"

A Luo's figure flickered, leaving several afterimages across the training ground. His feet rapidly landed on Jirobo's shoulders, legs, chest, and other spots.

A leaf before the eyes blinded the view. Nothing else had changed; Jirobo's vision had merely been thrown off.

"That's enough. Go back and rest. You'll be tested again in a month."

Watching A Luo lightly step on him a few times, Orochimaru knew that making him fight now was asking too much of him.

He knew no taijutsu, had no strength, and possessed only a little genjutsu and speed. It truly was not enough.

Still, the effect was quite good. The gazes of those teenagers had all turned serious.

Strength—no matter when or where, only those with sufficient strength could earn respect.

"Teacher Orochimaru, you're being way too unfair. I only became able to train yesterday, and you're already making me fight people. You'll make me exhausted, and being too exhausted will keep me from growing taller..."

A Luo ran to Orochimaru's side and let Orochimaru take his hand as they walked out of the training ground.

He ignored everyone else's stares and merely kept emphasizing to Orochimaru how excessive this combat test had been.

"Kimimaro, is he really like that?"

Tayuya, looking thoroughly displeased, came over to see whether Kimimaro could truly tolerate it.

So what if that kid who had suddenly appeared was an Uchiha? He clearly did not even have any offensive power, yet Lord Orochimaru had taken him as a disciple...

"He's a genius. Before yesterday, he was still a sickly patient incapable of cultivating chakra. A barrel of nutrient solution repaired his body, and before he even began training, he already had the speed and genjutsu ability to toy with Jirobo."

Kimimaro had revealed only part of the information, but it was also the only part he could share.

He would not tell anyone else about soul cultivation, the soul leaving the body, the Sharingan, or the special state A Luo had entered while his body was being repaired. Not even Jugo.

This concerned not only Luo Uchiha, but also Lord Orochimaru's future.

"You're lying!"

Cries of shock rang out from the training ground. No one believed that someone could go from being a frail, useless invalid to healthy and combat-capable in just one day.

Kimimaro paid no attention to their reactions. After arranging for several people to fight, he also left.

A Luo, who had left earlier, returned to the room where he would be staying. He took a bath first, then lay down on the soft bed and went to sleep.

He slept until noon, got up for lunch, and in the afternoon, it was time for Orochimaru's ninjutsu lesson.

Orochimaru began with chakra extraction. Now that he knew A Luo could cultivate chakra, he also tested his affinity.

"What attribute is this?"

Orochimaru stared at the sheet of chakra test paper. After several tests produced no changes at all, he suddenly became uncertain.

Could chakra have no attribute?

"It can be converted, but first I need to understand the characteristics and information of each chakra attribute..."

Seeing Orochimaru begin to question the quality of the test paper, A Luo told him not to overthink it.

It was not that he had no attribute. Rather, he was currently converting spiritual energy into chakra, but due to the nature of his own body, he had not yet adapted to the chakra attributes of this world.

Once he understood them, he would be able to convert it into whatever attribute transformation he needed at any time.

"Even one's original chakra attribute can be converted?"

Orochimaru's face drew close in an instant, his golden snake eyes fixed on A Luo.

Free conversion shocked him even more than having no attribute.

Sure enough, a treasure was a treasure. Adorable in every way.

"Teacher Orochimaru, well... but... um... I think maybe you could stand a little farther away? Your figure is kind of..."

There was nothing wrong with the snake eyes before him, but A Luo's gaze shifted up, down, left, and right before he finally voiced what was bothering him.

The vessel Orochimaru was using at the moment was a woman with a rather curvaceous figure. Since she was at home, she wore loose, casual clothes, so from his angle, that bending-down motion as Orochimaru leaned closer was truly rather dazzling...

"I'll replace it soon enough. This body is nearing its limit again."

Orochimaru looked down, then stepped back a few paces and sat in the chair opposite A Luo.

Orochimaru did not hide the fact that he changed bodies. This shell could support him for another half year at most.

"If Teacher Orochimaru needs to change vessels, it would be better to find one with... well, one that comes with healing abilities. That would also nourish the soul. Ordinary vessels like this will only bring endless depletion to the soul."

A Luo studied Orochimaru's body for a while. After the two of them fell silent for a moment, he offered a suggestion.

Vessels could be changed, but not constantly like this. The damage to the soul was too severe, and his strength would decline along with it.