Konoha's task master

The fortieth year of Konoha, December 16th.

In the early morning, Yakumo and Jiraiya set out to leave Konoha. According to ANBU information, a girl disappeared in the Hidden Rain Village.

Most of these missing girls are girls with chakra talents, and some have even joined the Akatsuki organization and become preliminary members... It is impossible for the Akatsuki organization to be unaware of the disappearance of preliminary members, but Yahiko did not confess in the letter.

"We must not let them escape this time."

Jiraiya also secretly made up his mind. The Anbu's information reminded him of his experience in the Kingdom of Yu, the bloody ceremony of the blood-robed priest, the immortal body... and the evil god.

The two of them shuttled through the forest quickly with their feet strong. In order to reach Yuyin Village as soon as possible, Jiraiya chose the extremely remote wilderness. This road was the straightest route to Yuyin Village. The two of them suddenly changed from the impetuous and noisy place.

City, enter the silent forest.

Any noise in the forest may attract the attention of predators, so hiding yourself as much as possible has become the instinct of the creatures here. Yakumo and Jiraiya also shuttled through this silent forest, with the stars shining brightly above their heads.

In the middle of the night, Jiraiya stopped.

After all, the two of them are not supermen and need to regain their strength.

Jiraiya used local ingredients, cleaned the raw meat and grilled it on the flame before eating, while Yakumo seized the opportunity to start completing daily tasks.

"In the Country of Rain...the girl's disappearance has been going on for a full four months. Judging from the time, it was shortly after we left the Country of Yu. I estimate that the enemy this time is very likely to be those...blood-eyed monsters."

Jiraiya was flipping the barbecue and analyzing the information.

On the other hand, Yakumo's shadow clone is forming seals to practice Yin-Yang Seal. The progress of this sealing technique is very slow, and he can only gain two or three points of proficiency every day.

After Yakumo upgraded the Sage Mode to the perfect level, he never used gold coins to upgrade again, but stored them in a planned way.

In January in my memory, the New Year Reward Shop will be open. At that time, you can use the accumulated gold coins to harvest several Grandmaster Breakthrough Scrolls.

"This time... I won't let them go."

Yakumo spoke firmly, not only for the mission but also to avenge those innocent girls.

"Let's continue setting off in half an hour."

Jiraiya quickly finished off the barbecue and immediately closed his eyes to rest, snoring loudly in just a few breaths.

Seeing this... Yakumo also closed his eyes, but he didn't fall asleep immediately. After all, he didn't have Jiraiya's ability to fall asleep instantly.

Konoha at this time, in Orochimaru's residence.

Orochimaru injected the dark purple chakra into his body without hesitation, and his narrow vertical pupils were gradually dyed with a faint purple color.

The deep-rooted stab wound on his chest began to heal quickly, and at the same time... Orochimaru injected the vibrant Hashirama cell extract into his body.

The healing speed of the knife wound gradually increased. This was Hanzo's slashing attack beyond his limit before he died. He even attached some kind of strange will to the wound, hindering the healing speed of the wound.

Two days later, Jiraiya and Yakumo came to the Hidden Rain Village.

The two of them went directly to the tallest tower in Yuyin Village, which was the new stronghold of the Akatsuki organization. It was full of Akatsuki organization members wearing black cloaks with auspicious cloud patterns.

Yuyin Village has regained its stability, which can be judged from the number of pedestrians rushing on the streets in the rain.

After more than half a year, Yakumo met the trio again.

Yahiko still had a bright sunny smile on his face, Uzumaki Nagato seemed a little unnaturally distant, and Konan expressed his welcome to Yakumo's arrival.

Tenth floor of the tower, conference hall.

Jiraiya was checking the intelligence collected by the Akatsuki organization during this period. The disappearances indeed began four months ago. From the first four to five days, two to three people would disappear, and now people are disappearing almost every day.

"I'm sorry, Master Jiraiya, it was because of my bravery and arrogance that the girl disappeared...this matter has developed to this point..."

Yahiko lowered his head and took the initiative to admit his mistake.

"Hey, this isn't all your fault."

Jiraiya patted Yahiko's shoulder and comforted him.

"I'm sorry..." Yahiko repeated again, Jiraiya quickly continued to comfort him, and the two began to discuss some about the meaning of true peace.

Konan stepped forward and asked Yakumo about some details about Palm Senjutsu, and Yakumo re-explained the key points about Palm Senjutsu to Konan in great detail.

Not seen for more than half a year, Xiaonan's height has grown upwards, and her figure has become more slender and slender. The legs that are occasionally exposed from under the robe are as white and flawless as jade.

The feeling she brings to Yakumo is very warm.

Half an hour later, Yahiko summoned the trio at an inappropriate time and challenged Yakumo again.

During this discussion, Yakumo decided to focus on taking care of Yahiko. Ten minutes later, Yahiko lay on the ground clutching his stomach.

Yakumo focuses on taking care of Yahiko because the time of his challenge is inappropriate. If another girl encounters a murderous attack during this time, it will be Yahiko's fault.

On the other hand, because of his bravery and arrogance, more than forty girls lost their lives. He can never be forgiven by saying sorry... This is too light.

In the previous discussion, Yakumo found that Konan's combat ability had not improved much. He guessed that this was because Konan spent more time on medical ninjutsu, and the Angel of God in Amegakure Village gradually transformed into the Nurse of the Star.

"Let's go and finish the task first." Jiraiya said.

In Jiraiya's view, if they deal with the blood-robed priest earlier, the residents of the Rain Country will suffer less.

"good."

In fact, the two of them left the village privately without the permission of the Hokage this time. In order to avoid unnecessary trouble, the best way is to complete the task quickly and return to Konoha Hidden Village.

Under the guidance of the intelligence personnel of the Akatsuki organization, everyone came to the home of the last missing girl. There were white flowers cut out of white paper on the windows of this house, and there were many white flowers soaked by rain on the platform not far away.

There had just been a funeral here. After hearing the intention of Yakumo and others, the man of the house immediately knelt down in the stagnant water and kowtowed continuously, as if he was grasping the last life-saving straw, and his blood mixed with the stagnant water.

Yakumo quickly helped him up.

"I beg you, the adults, to rescue my little girl. I am willing to donate all of our family's property."

The man begged sincerely.

"How long has the girl been missing?" Yakumo asked.

"My daughter has been missing for about three days..."

Yakumo knew that this man's daughter's chance of survival was less than... ten percent.

"I try my best..."

These ordinary people who have not become ninjas can only put down their dignity and put their heads on the ground when they encounter an accident and pray for help.

"Let's get started." Jiraiya said. He also knew that the chance of this man's daughter being alive... was extremely low.

The intelligence personnel of the Akatsuki organization helped the crying man back to the house and looked at his soulless back.

Yakumo began to quickly form seals with his hands.

"bump."

The white mist rose, and Milk Ball shook his dense fur with some dissatisfaction. He really didn't like this kind of weather with heavy raindrops.

"Find the owner of this dress."

Yakumo ordered, his expression a bit ugly.

All this tragedy stems from his original caution...

If he could kill the three blood-robed priests regardless of the danger during the encounter underground, these tragedies would never have happened.

If it happened again, he would still choose to be cautious.

"Meow."

Nai Qiu noticed that Yakumo's mood was abnormal. He immediately transformed and ran without acting coquettishly. Several people and one leopard shuttled through the drainage pipe made of steel.

Five minutes later, the milk ball stopped. In front of them was a drainage channel as high as one person. The enemy Yakumo was looking for was hiding in the drainage system of Amegakure Village.

The huge sewer pipe seemed to swallow up all the light, and the dim environment was less than twenty meters away, making people feel depressed unconsciously.

"Yakumo and I will go in...that'll be fine."

Jiraiya made a decision.

"Let's go."

A look of struggle appeared on Yahiko's face, and he finally chose to follow Jiraiya's arrangement and lead the remaining members of the Akatsuki organization to guard the exit of the pipe.

The two of them walked forward through the water. As time passed, the environment became extremely dark, and only the sound of surging water was left around them.

The air was filled with the stench of decay, and gray rats were gnawing at the garbage in the corner.

In the darkness, Milk Ball's eyes glowed with blue light.

The two of them quickly shuttled inside the sewer pipe. The darkness here was oppressive and the air was filthy, making people feel hopeless unconsciously. Thick mud accumulated at the corners of the pipe, and occasionally a few pale bones could be seen.

Yakumo took out a gas mask and put it on his mouth.

Milk Ball made a slightly vigilant cry. A rotten corpse was hanging on the wall not far away. At the feet of the corpse, there were white bones of rats piled up in the mud.

On the wall, circles and triangles were used to outline a sacrificial formation. The evil atmosphere spread to the surroundings, as well as the blood that lingered in the air.

Yakumo creates a shadow clone to refine natural energy.

Two people and one leopard continue to move forward, ding dong, ding dong.

This is the end of the drainage pipe. A huge amount of precipitation gathers in a huge pit to form an existence similar to an underground lake. Legend has it that the underground lake in Yuyin Village is connected to the ocean. This means that the underground lake has never been rained down.

The reason for filling.

On the underground lake, there are many wooden boats floating. Inside the boats are sleeping girls who have disappeared during this period. In the center of the lake, the blood-robed priest Dusk is sitting on the platform, praying to the great evil god.

Under his body was thick, filthy plasma, forming a complex formation of immortality.

...a triangle wrapped within a bloody circle.

There are eighteen huge pipes connected around the underground lake. They gather all the rainfall in Yuyin Village into this underground lake, forming eighteen huge blue water columns.

With a bang, Yakumo and Jiraiya used the burst of chakra to break away the filthy water column, jumped out of the pipe and stood quietly on the surface of the magnificent lake. This underground lake was several times larger than what Yakumo believed. It was simply

Like the calm sea level.

"You...why is it you again!"

The blood-robed priest shouted in surprise at dusk, his gray beard fluttering in the wind, and he was already thinking of quitting.

With a bang, Yakumo exerted force under his feet, bringing up a water column several meters high... and exploded directly. He started running at high speed on the lake, rushing towards the blood-robed priest.

A row of drainage columns exploded continuously!

"The followers of my god are immortal!"

The blood-robed priest shouted, and pairs of bloody red pupils appeared under the water. The next second, dozens of disheveled people broke through the lake water.

Their bodies are thin, and their exposed bodies are covered with black scales. Even their cheeks have gills. Although they are human-shaped, they are more like fish. Their eyes have no consciousness, just like human-shaped puppets.

"Immortal Magic Round Dance!"

In an instant, the mark of Sage Mode appeared on Yakumo's forehead, and the silver-white arc exploded, directly and crazily destroying the formation and bloody mucus at the bottom of the lake.

The immortal formation of the Dusk Priest was instantly destroyed.

"The Son of God is born!"

At dusk, there were slight explosions on the surface of the underground lake, and dozens of cyan babies crawled out of the mother's belly, making terrifying and sharp screams.

Yakumo moved forward, concentrating and calming his energy.

The calm eyes under the gas mask were a bit cold. Seeing this scene, the double-edged slashes suddenly became more fierce.

Yakumo no longer had any hold on him. The silver sword was like a silver tornado, swirling up the water in the underground lake, rising into the sky... and crashing into the cyan baby.

At the same time, Jiraiya took advantage of Yakumo's cover and began to search for the girl who was still alive as much as possible, but his face was gradually becoming gloomy, and no one was found alive in nearly thirty wooden ships.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

Facing the roaring silver waterspout, more than a dozen cyan babies chose to self-destruct. The combined shock wave competed with the silver tornado. After shaking the ground for a while, the roaring waterspout exploded and scattered.

"bump."

Two shadow clones appeared and quickly formed seals with their hands.

"Immortal Technique·Water Release·Big Explosive Water Wave!"

"Immortal Technique·Water Release·Big Explosive Water Wave!"

The scattered water dragons gathered into a torrent in mid-air, spinning around Yakumo's body. More water flowed towards Yakumo's body, and the torrent gradually grew and spread more and more terrifyingly.

The next moment, Yakumo waved his hand forward, and the gathered torrent turned into a huge wave tens of meters high, roaring down... Carrying unparalleled power, it washed away the products of evil sins.

Those cyan babies were knocked down by the terrifying impact. The terrifying weight pressed on them, and the bones in their bodies instantly made a snapping sound.

Cyan babies floated on the underground lake, making piercing howls. Although they were not dead... they had also lost the ability to fight.

Jiraiya, together with Fukasaku on his shoulder, and Shima Sage were shocked by the power of Yakumo's ninjutsu, especially when they felt the familiar yet extremely unfamiliar Senjutsu chakra in Yakumo's body.

"Old man, this power should be immortal magic, right?"

"It should be right..." Fukasaku Sennin blushed.

During those few months, he ridiculed Yakumo countless times for his overestimating behavior...without any mercy.

But now the facts hit him hard in the face.

On the other hand, Yakumo had already broken through the huge waves and rushed in front of the Dusk Priest, slashing with two swords in his hands quickly.

Ding, weapon collision.

The long-handled three-edged sickle was swung open by the double blades.

Yakumo took the opportunity to exert force with his feet, crossing his two blades and slashing at Dusk Shaman's half-naked chest. Yakumo's nose twitched, and he could clearly smell the strong bloody smell on Dusk Shaman's body.

Silver light flashed.

There was a pop and blood splattered.

The Dusk Shaman's chest was cut with a cross-shaped scar. Compared to a few months ago, Yakumo's blade became sharper. The stinging pain that felt like choking in the throat made the Dusk Shaman's hair stand on end.

Touching it, he directly threw out purple smoke.

poisonous!

Yakumo immediately jumped back, away from the smoke-covered area. At the same time, dozens of transparent water droplets penetrated the Dusk Shaman.

The severe pain made the Dusk Priest even more excited, and blood flowed out along the wounds. After a few seconds... the body automatically stopped the bleeding, and the wounds were healing at an extremely fast speed.

"Hahahaha...I am immortal."

The Dusk Priest laughed nervously, his expression very similar to Hidan in his memory, but his aura had dropped by a level. It was obvious that his immortal body was only a half-finished product.

Yakumo clenched his two swords, slashed out a storm-like tornado, and crashed into the Dusk Priest at an extremely fast speed. In an instant, the blood-colored robe was torn apart, revealing his bloodless and withered upper body.

"The art of seizing essence!"

In the sea of ​​sword light, the twilight priest bit his palm and slapped it on the lake. The wailing cyan babies exploded, and drops of cyan blood emerged from their bodies. The remaining remains became dry almost instantly.

Yakumo sensed that the cyan blood contained very rich pure alien chakra.

Different types of chakra are chakras that do not belong to the seven attributes of yin, yang, earth, thunder, wind, fire, and water, such as the sprites of the ghost country, the dragon veins of the wind country, and the zero-tailed beast.

Any chakra you possess can be regarded as a different type of chakra.

Under the influence of unknown power, the cyan blood drops were gradually integrated into the body of the Dusk Priest. The white hair on the head was gradually replaced by black hair. The wrinkles on the face quickly disappeared, the muscles became plump, the skin was filled with luster again, and the physical momentum

Gradually becoming more domineering.

This kind of scene makes Yakumo feel somewhat familiar.

Yakumo held both blades tightly against the Twilight Shaman not far away. Although the enemy's immortal body was not as complete as Hidan's, he could still ignore fatal attacks, so if he wanted to kill his opponent, he needed a general.

An opportunity to cut the enemy into pieces with thousands of swords.

"drink."

The next second, the Dusk Shaman drew out a three-edged long-handled scythe and rushed towards Yakumo. A sound broke through the air... He slashed the scythe directly into Yakumo's abdomen.

Ding...the weapons collided and sparks flew out.

Yakumo used the vibration sword technique to bounce the Twilight Shaman away. The two gradually accelerated the speed and strength of the collision. Sparks were born and extinguished in a very short few seconds. Yakumo finally confirmed that the Twilight Shaman was real.

has become stronger.

It turns out that those cyan babies were not created as weapons, but to extract and filter the chakra in the mother's body, just like planting seeds of alien chakra in the spring, and harvesting a fruit containing alien chakra in the fall...also

It's a drop of blue blood.

The two of them ran on the lake while swinging their weapons to attack each other. The Dusk Shaman was not afraid of being injured and even gave up his defense during the battle, while Yakumo had to defend perfectly to prevent the enemy from taking any drop of his blood.

Anxious... looking for opportunities.

Yakumo stepped back and adjusted his breathing.

Don't breathe randomly during combat.

"ha!"

The Twilight Shaman jumped up and slammed his arms towards Yakumo. After thinking briefly, Yakumo took two steps back to avoid the Twilight Shaman's attack range.

At the same time, conquer the devil!

"Duan Kong!"

The air above the blade was shattered like a mirror.

The next second, a straight silver thread appeared in the virtual space, and at the same time, the long-handled three-edged sickle was completely cut off.

The Dusk Priest looked horrified.

"Netted and entangled!"

Yakumo waved his double blades, forming a black and white knife network to confine the Dusk Priest, and accelerated the speed of swinging the sword, leaving only strands of the two-color knife light woven into a network.

"Magic, the toad is singing."

Suddenly, Jiraiya took action.

The opportunity has arrived... Yakumo's eyes flashed with sharp light.

The Dusk Priest was frozen in place by the sound of frogs. Yakumo immediately used his knife to form a silver storm and cut the Dusk Priest's body. In his desperate eyes, the silver sword storm was like a high-power meat grinder, cutting the Dusk Priest.

Every inch of the master's flesh and blood was shattered into pieces, even his bones.

The shadow clone waved his hand, and the huge water ball enveloped the remains of the Dusk Priest, and at the same time, the main body quickly formed seals.

"Immortal Technique, Sealing Technique, Yin and Yang Seal."

Black and white textures covered the entire water ball in a matter of ten seconds, eventually forming two chakra cores of "yin" and "yang" on the surface of the water ball.

The next second, the yin and yang continued to spread and combine into the word "sealing", the dual-system chakra released a shimmering light, and the water ball was gradually compressed, and finally transformed into a black and white ball the size of a thumb.

This orb seals the remains of the Dusk Shaman.

Yakumo held the small black and white ball formed by Yin Yang Seal and threw it into his ninja bag.

The Yin Yang Seal Jue will extract the chakra from the sealed object to strengthen the seal, which means that this seal has the ability to grow and will only become more unbreakable as time goes by.

Yakumo swung his sword, and the blood on the blade flew away. The demon's blade became cold again, like a well-polished mirror, which could clearly reflect Yakumo's appearance.

The blood-red immortal mark between his eyebrows gradually disappeared.

Jiraiya came to Yakumo's side and shook his head.

There were no survivors in those wooden boats, and it took Jiraiya a few minutes to collect all the corpses.

Yakumo's face looked slightly gloomy, and at that moment, a thin human figure broke through the water column and landed on the lake.

It was a fanatic believer with black scales all over his body, and he was carrying a unconscious girl on his shoulders.

He seemed to have only instinct, and did not pay attention to the situation on the underground lake. He just carried the girl on his back and gradually approached the center of the altar where the Dusk Priest was kneeling.

Yakumo ducked to his side and drew his sword with ease.

Cut off the head with one knife.

Yakumo picked up the unconscious girl and smiled.

"Let's go, let the Akatsuki organization take care of the rest."

Jiraiya waved his hand.

"good."

The two found Yahiko and the others again based on their memories.

Yakumo handed the unconscious girl to Konan. He checked that there were no traces of alien chakra invasion in the girl's body. The coma was only caused by a heavy blow to the neck, which hindered the flow of chakra in the body.

Jiraiya and Yahiko explained the next part that required the Akatsuki organization. Seeing that they were still not finished, Yakumo and Konan explained before melting into the rain and preparing to return to the Akatsuki organization's stronghold.

On the streets of Hidden Rain Village, Yakumo clicked on the game interface.

Speak softly.

"Submit, quarterly feedback, tasks."

"Detection: Blood-robed Priest Dusk, dead."

"Tip: Congratulations to the players for completing the quarterly feedback."

"Tip: Start distributing mission rewards."

"Tip: Congratulations to the player for getting 20,000 gold coins, 4 attribute points, and the Grandmaster Breakthrough Scroll."

"The rewards have been released. I wish players a happy game."

A smile appeared on Yakumo's face, but the smile did not last long. However, in the lobby on the first floor of the Akatsuki organization, he met the middle-aged man who had knelt down in the morning and begged the Akatsuki organization to rescue his daughter.

In fact... he himself also knew that the chance that his daughter was still alive was very low, but the small hope... was also hope.

"Little brother...do you know what's going on?"

The man held Yakumo's hands and asked, the fire in his eyes seemed to be extinguished at any time.

"There is a survivor, but I'm not sure that person is your daughter."

The fire in his eyes burned brightly.

Yakumo broke free from the shackles of his hands, jumped up several times, and came to the platform on the tenth floor of the Akatsuki Organization, quietly overlooking the entire Amegakure Village.

Actually...he just lied.

The milk balls can be directly found through the girl's underwear to the cult's base camp on the underground lake, which proves that... that person's daughter is on those wooden boats.

Half an hour later, Yakumo saw the man running very fast in the rain, as if something extremely terrifying was chasing him behind him.

"But he can't escape the intense sadness, nor can he change the established facts." Jiraiya suddenly said.

"We can't either..." Yakumo added.

"So... there is no difference between us and him."

Jiraiya looked at the dim sky and sighed, maybe at this moment the frustration of being unable to stop his best friend from going astray came to his heart again.

Yakumo looked at Jiraiya who was filled with tears. He calmly picked up the chicken wings that Konan had baked and started to eat them. After ten minutes, only the chicken bones were left on the ground.

Three days later, Yakumo and Jiraiya set out on their way home.

In order to thank Konan for his hospitality during this period, Yakumo taught Konan the training methods of medical ninjutsu and the art of extracting minor troubles.

On the other hand, Yakumo advised Konan to focus on improving his own strength and not to become someone in the team who needs to be protected.

In the gap of unknown space.

Above the boundless pool of blood, two illusory figures emerged. The remaining two blood-robed priests appeared in the morning and at noon. Their expressions were respectful and solemn, and their bodies moved forward slightly.

There was a roar, and the blood pool surged.

There is an extra pair of blood pupils like lanterns.

"Praise the evil god, my god is immortal."

"My God, the Twilight Priest...has lost contact."

The two blood-robed priests immediately knelt down like two loyal dogs, their bodies trembling slightly... as if they were waiting for the wrath of the evil god.

"Death at dusk, I already know."

"What makes me happy is that I have found the chief priest who spreads my influence in that world. You must cooperate with him in the future."

"As you command!"

The two of them were confused, but they responded immediately.

At this time, a third figure appeared above the infinite blood pool. His figure was somewhat slender and his posture was more like a woman. The most eye-catching thing was his erect and narrow eyes.

The man bowed slightly and smiled lightly.

"Praise the evil god, my lord."

"Ha ha ha ha."

The owner of the huge blood-colored eyes under the blood pool let out a deafening laugh, and with its laughter, the entire space began to shake.

Orochimaru opened his eyes, looked at the ceiling above his head and laughed nervously.

When he saw the mysterious life under the blood pool and felt its despairing amount of chakra, he suddenly felt that the distance between himself and eternal life had become within reach.

All it takes is...the life that claims to be God...

Devour and absorb...he will live forever!!

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Note: This evil god is equivalent to a second design. It can be understood as a life form with massive amounts of alien chakra, similar to a tailed beast, and will not involve other power systems.

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