The Most Miserable Tailed Beast in History

Sarada thought to herself: I admit, when I heard the target was a Tailed Beast, I scoffed.

She thought the White-Robed Man was trying to scare her, the hostage, into being obedient. After all, according to what she learned in school, the Tailed Beasts had already been freed and didn't belong to any one village.

Although that would indeed reduce the difficulty of capturing it... or maybe not. After all, if a Tailed Beast went berserk, it would be a disaster for the village.

But when the White-Robed Man actually took her to Seven-Tails Chōmei's home, even provoking it by disturbing its sleep and launching various probing attacks first.

For no other reason than to anger Chōmei!

Sarada's heart pounded, and she fearfully hid behind the White-Robed Man, whispering, "Any Tailed Beast possesses power comparable to destruction. You're provoking it like this; aren't you courting death?"

White-Robed Man: "It's just the Seven-Tails. The acknowledged weakest in the Shinobi World."

Then, as one might expect, the awakened Seven-Tails, after realizing the newcomer's ill intentions, first sized up the White-Robed Man, wanting to figure out his identity. After all, the current Tailed Beasts, under Naruto's care, were now living freely.

"The Shinobi World is already at peace. How dare there still be malicious people plotting against the Tailed Beasts!" Chōmei glared at the White-Robed Man, wanting to intimidate him with absolute power.

But after Chōmei saw the other's eyes clearly, it suddenly deflated like a punctured balloon.

Chōmei thought to itself: Crap... Mangekyō... possessing the power to treat the Nine-Tails like a monkey!

Four-Tails Son Gokū: Are you being polite?

Nine-Tails: ???

But even so, Chōmei was still making a final struggle, and several Tailed Beast Balls condensed in front of Chōmei and shot out rapidly.

Seeing this, the White-Robed Man instantly activated his Mangekyō, and the near-Kamui properties allowed the Tailed Beast Ball to pass through his body.

...Chōmei's eyes undoubtedly became tense, even faintly feeling that it was already a sitting duck!

Sarada: ...

Hiding was as good as not hiding. Facing the Tailed Beast Ball's point-blank attack, Sarada's face showed a look of hopelessness. This was definitely not an attack her strength could withstand.

In this life-or-death crisis, Sarada couldn't help but ask for help: "Hey, hurry up and save me... don't you still need me as a hostage?!"

The White-Robed Man's cold voice came: "I only need valuable hostages. You are dispensable to me."

The Tailed Beast Ball approached, carrying a chaotic, mountain-like force. It easily passed through the White-Robed Man's body, as if the figure in front of her was just an illusion, and directly exploded on Sarada's delicate body.

Rumble—

The roar of the explosion and the smoke covered everything, and subsequent Tailed Beast Balls bombarded the same location one after another.

After the dust settled, a scene that made Chōmei feel incredible unfolded.

The White-Robed Man was unscathed, and there wasn't even dust or dirt on his white robe. The ground had clearly been overturned, but he was like a cloud of air... even air would be scattered by the airflow, right?

But not only him, Sarada was also standing unharmed behind him, which made Chōmei suspicious. Did the White-Robed Man intercept the attack, or did Sarada rely on herself to withstand the explosion of the Tailed Beast Ball?

"Your dōjutsu... consumes too much dōjutsu power, doesn't it?" the White-Robed Man said speechlessly.

"..." Sarada was even more speechless. She had basically died dozens of times just now, and she had stubbornly resisted them with her dōjutsu. And you're actually complaining that I'm consuming too much dōjutsu power?

Come on, this is a life-threatening attack!

Isn't it normal to trade life for life? What's more, she was just throwing out a brick to get a jade, using up dōjutsu power in exchange for a precious life!

Chōmei, who was taking off to the side, was enraged when it saw this!

At least it was a Tailed Beast. It was one thing to not have a heart of reverence, but they were actually ignoring it.

You think you're resistant to attacks, huh? Then keep resisting if you have the ability!

Chōmei angrily condensed more Tailed Beast Balls, and the shining, fiery orbs were spat out continuously, with the parabolic Tailed Beast Balls like streams of water connected together.

This quantity... Sarada simply gave up.

White-Robed Man: ...

"You'll die," he reminded her.

Sarada shook her head, "Either way, I'm going to die. I want to go peacefully."

The corners of the White-Robed Man's mouth curled up in a hint of mockery. The flames of the Tailed Beast Ball were getting closer to the two, and the glittering Tailed Beast Balls reflected the shadows of the two... intertwined together.

In the end, the White-Robed Man raised his hand, his fingertips aimed at the Tailed Beast Ball, as if he intended to intercept it, but his real purpose was only to lock onto the Seven-Tails that was spewing out the artillery fire through the Tailed Beast Ball.

——Sage Art: Constellation Rasengan!

A huge orb gathered in front of the White-Robed Man's fingertips. Even Seven-Tails Chōmei's pupils jumped at this size, and it deeply realized the gap.

This size far exceeded the complete version of the Tailed Beast Ball, or rather, it was more like an attack (basic attack) launched by the Ten-Tails!

But, it didn't believe it. A mere human, even with the eyes of the Mangekyō, shouldn't... this was just a superficially similar method, and perhaps its power was not as good as my Tailed Beast Ball...

A series of Tailed Beast Balls collided with the Rasengan that flew out of his hand, without causing any ripples. The Tailed Beast Ball was like a quail egg hitting a boulder. Regardless of density or power, the Seven-Tails' Tailed Beast Ball was not worth mentioning.

The huge sphere frantically approached Seven-Tails Chōmei, and the other party panicked at this time. It could feel the weight of this Rasengan, which was simply like a small celestial body!

It tried hard to flap its wings, wanting to rise to a higher altitude in order to avoid the ballistic attack—the Rasengan was fired in a straight line, so its trajectory line was planned from the beginning.

Seven-Tails Chōmei also thought so. The Rasengan would not fall in a parabolic line in a short distance, so it was coming in a straight line, so it should be able to dodge this attack.

But the White-Robed Man's Rasengan obviously had some other things. This move called Constellation Rasengan was not only shaped like a star, but it also had a huge traction force.

The Seven-Tails frantically spread its wings, but was firmly pulled by a suction force, more like gravity, and even its body couldn't help but fall, as if Chōmei itself was approaching the Rasengan, embracing that high-density Chakra.

The unwilling Seven-Tails immediately concentrated high-density Chakra, and the black sphere of the Tailed Beast Ball emerged in Chōmei's mouth. Unlike the previous continuous Tailed Beast Ball, this time the size and mass were clearly not on the same level.

The black and blue celestial bodies collided violently, and the huge explosion broke the Rasengan's original traction, and the Seven-Tails finally escaped its restraints and flew into the sky.

The two celestial bodies collided violently, the smaller black celestial body driving the Rasengan to rotate, creating a hurricane. Then the wind rolled over, forming a huge tornado—a Chakra storm.

The screaming wind carried its sharp sound far away. The surrounding forest was blown into the sky by this wind, and the ground was already muddy. It was even like a shredder, the soil on the ground being turned over.

The Seven-Tails, flying into the air, thought it had escaped a disaster. It sneered as it searched the ground for a disheveled figure, believing it had victory within its grasp. But the sudden chill rising from its back made its body tremble.

What could make even a powerful Tailed Beast feel its body tremble? High above, the White-Robed Man coldly watched the Seven-Tails, with Sarada inexplicably floating in mid-air behind him.

"Go down, embrace destruction, or be used by me." The White-Robed Man's voice drowned out the wind, reaching the Seven-Tails' ears.

Chōmei panicked. It might become the first Tailed Beast in history to be forcibly killed by a human!

Even the Nine-Tails was only sealed, and that was with attribute suppression (Wood Release restrains Tailed Beasts). But this was a real head-on collision, a complete lack of skill!

The other party didn't even bother to use genjutsu to control it... What a blow to a Tailed Beast, was it being looked down upon that much?

In this critical moment, it originally planned to transmit everything that happened here to alert the Tailed Beasts around the world, warning them that someone was after them again.

In an instant, it despaired. This place seemed to be sealed off. Even a Tailed Beast-level telepathic connection couldn't be established. It was completely isolated here.

"Well, Chōmei. I don't really want to destroy you either. After all, you still have many uses for my future plans. At least I can guarantee that this power will be beneficial to the development of the Shinobi World."

The Seven-Tails hesitated for only a second before plunging headfirst into the turbulent Chakra. The high-density Chakra collided violently, the Tailed Beast Ball and Rasengan strangling the Seven-Tails' body.

If Tailed Beasts had blood, it would definitely be a variegated Chakra liquid. This was the situation Chōmei was in at this moment. In the end, it was just a product of Chakra.

"Obstinate. You should know that my Mangekyō can easily control you. My patience in talking to you was just to give you a chance."

The White-Robed Man's indifferent voice came.

The Seven-Tails endured the intense pain. The damage from the Chakra torrent was far more severe than it had imagined. Even a Tailed Beast couldn't bear the pain. It roared, "Don't dream!

Death is just a term for you humans. For me, it's just sleeping for a few years and then reviving."

"Then... live on. I don't have that much time to waste." The White-Robed Man seemed somewhat helpless.

After the dust settled, the White-Robed Man silently constructed a space-time barrier to block the news here. But then, as the Seven-Tails fell into a near-death state, he gave it a chance to transmit information...

After doing all this, the White-Robed Man turned his gaze to Sarada. The damage caused by the Chakra storm had obviously swept her up as well, but she had desperately survived.

Under the white mask, the corners of his mouth curved slightly. In the face of life and death, everyone wants to live, so she channeled part of the storm just to make Sarada compatible with the Mangekyō's dōjutsu as soon as possible.

After all... a small amount of... 'God's' cells were implanted in her body.