Half an hour ago, in the Fire Capital, in the courtyard that was arranged for Uchiha Tonan, the number one Konoha genius was sitting cross-legged in front of a low table in the room. Taking a sip of tea, he slowly put the cup down, and mumbled, “The barrier has been active for so long. The flicker clone hasn’t died yet… it doesn’t seem as dangerous as I thought.”
He got up and went to the window to look around. He saw a bustling street outside. The martial law was lifted and the surrounding soldiers had also left. In this situation, the Daimyo Residence experts would definitely follow Naraku.
In Tonan’s eyes, the regular guards were inconsequential. He turned his gaze towards the Daimyo Residence and a small smile played on his lips. “Let me go see what wonderful things you’ve found over the years.”
The next moment, the three tomoe spun in his eyes and he activated the Byakugan. The world in his eyes became red. His eyesight penetrated through layers of walls and he saw through the Daimyo Residence.
Tonan frowned. There was no difference. How was this possible? Soon afterward, he moved his gaze down and suddenly his eyebrows rose. He found that the place in front of his eyes was full of complicated and sophisticated sealing techniques, blocking his view.
“So it is underground… hidden quite deep,” In the next instance, Tonan disappeared. Since he was aware that Naraku would make a move on him, he wouldn’t be foolish to let the other party slaughter him. When all was said and done, the entire Konoha knew that he had defeated Orochimaru and Senju Tsunade. There was no reason for Naraku to not know about this.
Despite knowing his general combat strength, if Naraku dared to take him on like this, he must be prepared. This was the real world, not a hot-blooded anime from the main character’s perspective. Tonan wouldn’t underestimate anyone, especially the Daimyo who could control Konoha’s forces from the distant Fire Capital.
During this trip to the Capital, he had seen many strange things. In particular, the Fire Temple’s senjutsu seemed to be spread widely among Naraku’s army. This was very absurd given that even he needed the Tamamo-no-Mae dojutsu for it.
As long as this world had living beings, he could absorb enough emotional energy to practice senjutsu. Only a few of the Fire Temple’s ninja monks had successfully learned this art. In order to practice it, they enlightened and resolved the doubts of believers day and night so that they could gain a measly amount of emotional power.
Emotions were the greatest threshold to practice senjutsu. How did Naraku break this? Tonan was very interested in this but there was one more point on his mind. The vibe that Uekawa Ozora gave was very strange. Tonan had felt this strangeness since they met at the Fire temple two years ago.
Now, he knew, this was a state of the body passively refining chakra. Just like him when wearing the radiation necklace. But the issue was, Ozora had no signs of dying or aging. This was scary.
Tonan knew that the ninja clans with the strongest chakra talent were Uchiha, Senju, Uzumaki, and Hyuga. These clans were all related to the Otsutsuki. Ninjas could refine chakra for about an hour every day on average and the efficiency was similar. The amount of chakra refined by the Uchihas in one hour was about three times that of ordinary ninjas.
The Senju clan and the Uzumaki might be stronger. It had already been more than three years since he left the Fire Capital. If Naraku and others could continuously refine chakra throughout the day, then their three years would be equivalent to ordinary ninjas’ seventy-two years of training, or the Uchiha clan members’ twenty-four years of training.
Ten minutes later, at the door of the treasury in the depths of the underground palace, six soldiers with the strength of genin stood motionless in front of the door. Suddenly, their pupils dilated and they seemed to lose their minds. Then, from nowhere, white pigeons appeared in front of the gate and fused to turn into Tonan.
“Open the door,” Tonan said indifferently. The six soldiers shook their heads in unison and pointed at the mural beside the door. Tonan looked over and saw that there was a complicated sealing technique on it.
Does it need a special method to open the door? Tonan touched his chin. It was a pity that he didn’t know any sealing techniques other than the commonly used techniques for storage scrolls. He gave up on cracking the seal and pulled out the Kusanagi Sword from his back and stuck it into the huge stone door.
To his great shock, the stone door’s thickness exceeded his imagination. The Kusanagi Sword was unable to pierce through it. But Tonan was in no hurry. He used the Kusanagi to cut open a big hole in the door. He saw a special metallic luster in it.
This clearly was not a simple stone door but instead was a multilayered door made up of hard metals. Tonan repeated the trick and this time, the door opened completely. Walking into the treasury, even Tonan, who considered himself experienced and knowledgeable, was stunned on the spot.
The treasury was dozens of meters high, and the rock layer above was inlaid with shining gems, which lit up the entire treasury. Tonan could see various sealing techniques drawn on the rock. Not only did these techniques isolate aura and stop prying eyes but there were also basic water style and earth style techniques that would trigger automatically.
Thinking about it, these techniques should be to prevent disasters such as fire. Except for the gems, the treasury had no luxury goods or even a single banknote. All kinds of food were piled up in mountains and in addition, weapons such as kunai, shuriken, and swords too were heaped up in the corners.
Many kinds of medicinal herbs and medicines were tied up in bundles. Tonan took a deep breath and stepped inside. Cloth materials, ready-to-wear clothes, coal, salt, rubber, gold, silver, copper, steel, and other metals were piled up on both sides of the path, which had no end in sight.
After walking for a long time, Tonan arrived at the treasury’s end. There was another door. There was no sealing technique on this gate but an ordinary keyhole. Tonan made a hand seal and pressed his finger on it. A small stream of water flowed out from his finger and poured into the keyhole.
Once it was filled with water, Tonan used the ice style and froze it. He then turned his finger slightly. Kacha… The door opened. There was an antique room behind this door. Bookshelves, filled with various scrolls, lined all walls of this room. In the innermost part, there was a huge scroll that was half as tall as an adult man.
Tonan narrowed his eyes. His figure flashed and he appeared beside the scroll. “Could… could this be Senju Hashirama’s scroll?”
