Ninja Ice House

Orochimaru, who was thousands of miles away, rarely took the time to pay attention to the options for soul containers.

When Mitarashi Anko and Terumi Mei communicated at close range, the first thing they felt was Orochimaru, one of the former "Three Ninjas" who was in pain for the "uninvited" source of pollution in his soul.

Both are Heaven's Curse Seals, but if applied to different people at different times, the reactions will not be very different. In addition to the huge difference in the strength of the hosts, there is also the reason why Orochimaru himself has continued to deepen his research on the Curse Seal.

, the understanding a few years ago and the cognition today are no longer on the same level.

When Orochimaru, a newbie, planted the curse seal on Mitarashi Anko, he had a narrow escape and almost killed his only student.

By the time the Water Kingdom sneak attacked Terumi Mei, the success rate was already extremely high. If they just stayed in the curse seal state, most ninjas above the level would not die. At most, they would be exhausted of physical strength and chakra.

As for the curse seal that I accidentally planted after meeting Mizuki a few months ago, it is basically a defective product that I tried to make on a whim. It is difficult to awaken independently and requires special medicine to activate. The safety is guaranteed and the strength is enhanced.

However, the results were much weakened and the side effects were more severe.

"Kabuto, do you know why Anko was abandoned by me? You know, she used to cry and scream to defect with me, and she would rather bear the name of a traitor..."

Kabuto Yakushi, who was packing up the test bench and sorting out the materials, stood up straight, thought for a moment, and then answered with a warm but false smile:

"You don't want her to go down a path of no return, right? After all, not all the rebellious ninjas of Konoha Village can survive the continuous pursuit."

"wrong."

Orochimaru showed a weird smile and stretched out his long tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.

"Perhaps some mediocre people will misunderstand what I mean, but I have never lied. She is indeed a defective product."

Being able to save his life under the "destruction" of the Curse Seal of Heaven, he should not be compared with "trash" no matter how he thinks about it. In fact, Mitarai Anko's strength is quite good, although it is not as brave and diligent as those extremely talented peers, the improvement in strength is also

Quite stable. If nothing happens, he will become the main jounin of Konoha Village within a few years.

"How is that possible? I feel that Mitarashi Anko is stronger than most of your experimental products..."

"It's different, Kabuto, you don't understand..."

Orochimaru, who supported his head with a clenched fist and rarely had the interest to say more, thought about it for a moment, and then responded very intriguingly,

"In fact, it doesn't matter how strong you are. You can't escape from the palm of my hand anyway. The key is that what I hope is to use the curse seal to stimulate certain special changes, and then master the secrets of the curse seal, chakra and biology.

The goal was not achieved. Hongdou is a well-behaved child, but unfortunately, he is not what I need..."

"What do you mean, the blood inheritance limit?"

"Pure immortal transformation is meaningless. It is the type of mutation preset by 'certain beings', let alone an incomplete immortal transformation. Even with my targeted induction, most ninjas will only have superficial gains.

State, there is no breakthrough at its own level at all..."

"Forgive me for being ignorant, I don't understand what Orochimaru-sama means."

"Life is like a spark, qualifications are like firewood, and a curse seal is like the cold wind in winter. For a weak ninja, the flame is weak and will go out as soon as it is blown. For a strong ninja, the fire helps the wind, and it burns stronger and stronger. But if

If the firewood is not enough, it will be burned up quickly. Only those with superior qualifications, able to withstand the biting cold wind, and able to persevere for a long time can hope to create treasures that truly radiate brilliance from the raging fire. The so-called

The limit of blood inheritance is just a crude embryo. Most of them will not be able to persist until the clouds are lifted. A few lucky ones will become barely useful mortal objects. Only a few will become pleasing works of art.

.”

Mitarashi Anko was not a genius enough to meet Orochimaru's requirements. His eyes had always been fixed on young heroes like Uchiha Itachi who were astonishingly talented.

"Then... Orochimaru-sama, who do you think I am?"

"Ordinary things, stuck to their appearance, limited by their own experience, can't overcome the confusion of mediocre people, but..."

He glanced at the delighted pharmacist Kabuto playfully,

"Although your qualifications are not top-notch, you are lucky. When you meet someone who can discover your value, your paranoid personality is still a saving grace. If you meet the right time, there is a possibility of miracles."

"It's all thanks to Orochimaru-sama's cultivation."

"Greedy is also a good quality."

Orochimaru, who was laughing, waved Yakushi Kabuto to retreat, and then the smile on his face gradually faded.

"Interesting, it seems that growing a ninth head is not entirely a bad thing."

In essence, Yamata no Orochi is the incarnation of the most fundamental obsession deep in Orochimaru's soul. However, for researchers who are determined to explore the unknown secrets of the ninja world, being too pure is not necessarily a good thing, even for their own souls.

Lack of change is also undesirable, because you are also a part of the "unknown", research on the outside world is essential, and exploring your own mysteries is also a top priority.

The extra ninth head of Yamata no Orochi amplifies Orochimaru's own selfish desires, suspicion, cruelty, sensitivity, impulsiveness and other negative emotions that often attack Orochimaru's mind.

One of the former "Three Ninjas" who had not experienced these thoughts for a long time was indeed a little annoyed at first, and his uncontrollable thoughts from time to time also caused some trouble. But later, Orochimaru gradually realized that for a researcher

, the unchanged situation is even more unacceptable. After the cold illusion power is strengthened by the Sharingan, it brings not only disadvantages, but also more active thinking, unconstrained associations and endless creativity.

Such a situation made Orochimaru seem to be dreaming back to a time when he was a boy full of fantasies. He was powerless back then, but now he is fully capable of putting them into practice.

The trouble is that as more and more research projects are initiated, the "materials" being consumed are almost running out, making the "assistant" Yakushi Kabuto even busier.

If it weren't for the difficulty of finding capable helpers, Orochimaru would have even considered finding another deputy.

At the same time, in a dungeon a few hundred meters away from the underground base, a young man named Lan was trembling under the flickering firelight.

Almost every once in a while, many young people who have been recruited or come to seek refuge will stage an endless brawl. In a fully enclosed arena with dozens of people, only a few people can survive until the end.

In less than five years, most of the tribesmen who once took refuge with Lan were dead. Lan, who had a kind and handsome face, had also become taciturn. His light purple hair was stained with too much blood and filth, and it looked very ugly because it had not been cleaned.

gray.

In the past two years, Arashi, who brought the elites and inheritance of his clan to join him, dreamed that under the leadership of Orochimaru, the Sound Ninja Village would be developed and the Fuma clan, who was always in panic, could also find a place to stay.

Gradually, I realized that the Feng Mo clan was just wishful thinking, but there was no turning back.

The sunk cost is huge. Once Orochimaru is lost as a backer, the Fuma clan will be unable to survive in the market, cheating and abducting people. What's more, they won't be able to get out.

Even the elders of the clan praised his talent and regarded it as the hope for the revival of the family. Lan also once thought that he would become the hero of the Fuma clan. Unfortunately, after serving under Orochimaru, he realized that there are so many geniuses in this world.

All of a sudden, it wasn't enough to watch at all. If the Feng Mo clan hadn't still had some knowledge and practiced their secret skills well, they would have died in the brawls again and again.

As time went by, Lan also felt greater and greater pressure.

Those who compete with him on the same stage are no longer unknown wandering ninjas, down-and-out samurai and young talents from small families, but elites who have truly emerged from the bloody storm, many of whom have mastered powerful secret techniques.

He even awakened the genius of the Blood Succession Limit.

In a fight to the death like "raising gu" the day before yesterday, Lan was hit in the abdomen by a fat man with great strength, and fainted directly to the ground. Fortunately, he escaped the "meat grinder"-like fight, and happened to...

He woke up before being turned into a specimen by the corpse collection team.

The silver-haired young man wearing glasses dropped some potion and left him to fend for himself.

After lying weakly for a day and night, Lan finally regained some strength. After struggling to eat some cold dry food, he endured the severe pain in his chest and abdomen and calculated the "knockout" that was about to start again the day after tomorrow.

Suddenly, Lan, whose perception was extremely sensitive in the dark environment, caught a glimpse of a strange ripple in an underground river opposite the iron cage.

Arashi hurriedly stood up and took out his kunai as a warning. He saw a group of arm-high monsters emerging from the water tank. There were two black spots on the head that looked like a mouth and nose, and several slender tentacles stretched out from the trunk.

"It's really not easy to find this place."

The water monster spoke loudly and opened a ferocious mouth.

"who?"

Lan lowered his voice and asked, carefully retreating, but the strange water monster seemed to move forward without noticing.

"Lan from the Fuma Clan?"

"Looking for me?"

I have imagined many situations, such as hostile forces coming to visit, other "competitors" testing, or even Orochimaru and Yakushi Kabuto "fishing", but there is no possibility that the other party is specifically looking for me.

"It's quite easy to locate Orochimaru. It's really hard to find you, a guy I've never seen before."

With Kagura's Heart Eye recording chakra fluctuations, as long as Orochimaru doesn't hide it deliberately, the general direction can be found.

"After all, it's a promise in a transaction, so it's hard to ignore it."

"What do you...do you want to do?"

"Make sure you are still alive, and find an opportunity to rescue you. Hanqi leads his clan members to sacrifice their lives for me, so I won't let him feel cold."

The water monster that spoke was like a wriggling jelly, looking around slowly,

"The defenses here are really tight. I detoured through dozens of kilometers of underground rivers and took more than a dozen wrong steps in the dense tributaries before I got here. It's probably impossible for you to get out."

One of the main bases carefully laid out by Orochimaru, even a small ninja village cannot be captured. At least one regiment of jounin must have the consciousness to fight a small war to overthrow this place.

Lan, who was still confused, asked tentatively:

"Uncle Hansaki of the Fuma clan asked you to come here?"

"Huh? That's right. You are locked up here and don't know anything. I am his financial backer and immediate boss. Now your people are all working for me. So far, cooperation is just fine. For your safety,

It’s one of the optional conditions. It’s best if it can save your life. If it’s not possible, don’t force it. By the way…”

The water monster jumped over the iron cage railing, stretched out his hand, and threw over a ball of water with fluorescent water inside.

"Take it and contact me directly if you have the opportunity in the future. You don't have to worry about being discovered. This stuff is genuine water."

Unless the host takes the initiative to transform into a demon, even a god would have a hard time telling whether a ball of dihydrogen monoxide in the human body is part of a certain natural spirit.

"How...how should I trust you?"

"Be honest and obedient. In your current state, what is there to calculate? After staying here for several years, you still have illusions about Orochimaru? That is not an existence that you, the Fuuma clan, can cooperate with on an equal footing, even if it is Tian

The daimyo of the country is just an unlucky guy who was taken advantage of. What you have to do now is to save your own life, and then wait until the day you are rescued...or collect your body."

Having said this, Lan realized that his physical condition was indeed not optimistic and that luck would not favor him every time.

There's no way out anyway, so it's better to give it a try.

With this thought in mind, Lan stepped forward, opened his finger with a kunai, squeezed out a wisp of blood and seeped it into the water mass, and then swallowed it whole.

In an instant, the cold fluid traveled down the esophagus to the stomach, then spread throughout the body, and then dissipated.

"You don't even have a curse seal. It seems that your ability is no more than this. Live well and hope to see you in the sun one day..."

"That's it...no need for me to do anything? Act as a spy or something..."

"You're not qualified yet. Let's wait until you fall into Orochimaru's eyes and become a useful 'cannon fodder'."

"What's the standard, a curse seal? I've never seen it..."

"Wait with peace of mind. As long as you live long enough and see it, you will naturally understand it."

Said water monster turned back and disappeared behind the cold stone wall through the small water outlet, leaving Lan alone in the dungeon thinking about what just happened.

"Live! You...wait for me..."

After all, he is a young man who grew up with the aura of genius, and at least he still has some spirit. Even if he has been hit hard in the past two years, he will not be completely decadent.

For the sake of the survival of the Fuma clan, he did not hesitate to seek skin from a tiger and made a deal with the rebellious ninja Orochimaru, but was severely dealt with. Struggle to survive and retain hope for the future are the most important things.