Chương 31: is served.

Sensing the situation of the Uji clan within their secret base, Yura looked at Shuichi, who stood solemnly to the side, and asked, "Are any members of your family missing?"

Xiuyi was taken aback and said, "Are there rumors even in the village?"

Three years after the village was built, without the life-and-death struggles between ninja clans, Anzu has not had enough fresh ingredients. Oh dear, what will become of her? How strange.

"Who are you to me?" Jie Luo asked.

"Little sister," Shuichi said.

Jieluo nodded and smiled faintly, "Want to know where she is?"

His eyes first lit up with surprise, then his face drained of color; he had a bad feeling all along.

"It's served at the table," Jieluo said with a slight smile.

ha?

Having understood the meaning, Shuichi was completely disoriented and swayed precariously. After a long while, he laughed maniacally, with snot and tears streaming down his face.

"I underestimated the madness of the clan, Akemi, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Okay, another one gone mad.

"In the ninja world, you're either at the table or right there," Jieluo remarked with a touch of melancholy.

Shuichi was no longer listening; he was completely broken.

In his perception, the shrine maiden waving at the hour of Chou (1-3 AM) was relentlessly killing normal people, while he completely ignored those insane lunatics, avoiding them all without even glancing at them.

Clearly, the Uji clan had discovered this long ago. In order to control and drive the shrine visits at the hour of the ox, and also for self-preservation, people intentionally leaned towards madness. Over the generations, the clan's atmosphere became one that valued madness. But it is not easy for a normal person to truly go mad.

Everything in the world has a cause and effect.

So, who created the Ujishi (1-3 AM) worship ceremony? This secret will be completely lost to the annals of ninja history as the Uji clan disappears.

In the ninja world, there are many forbidden techniques involving the soul. As a member of the demon clan, Yura is also able to manipulate souls. Soul transfer is the specific manifestation of this ability. Immortality is just a byproduct, a mere appearance.

Besides the power of hair, the soul can also be a power that Jieluo focuses on developing.

I'm still completely clueless about how to develop it.

However, the exploitation of negative emotions can ultimately be categorized as the exploitation of the soul.

Yura drew the Onikiri from her waist and carefully examined the resentment and negative emotions swirling around the blade.

This knife, originally named Yashikiri, is just an extremely sharp blade. The key to its ability to cut down spirits lies in the resentment that entwines the blade. This is a way of harming and touching spirits by using negative emotions.

Jieluo can imitate it simply by observing.

Perhaps it can be called a change in the nature of the soul.

Since I only had the opportunity to receive it recently, I don't have the time to do so yet.

However, besides this method of utilization, Jieluo was not without other means of utilization, but he had not realized this before and underestimated it.

A spark of fire flickered and rose from the fingertip, spreading along the blade.

Jieluo's will-o'-the-wisp is a hellfire fueled by burning negative emotions. In addition to affecting reality, it also has the ability to harm spirits, causing changes in both the form and nature of the soul.

Both of these methods can be categorized as the materialization of the soul, while the opposite is the materialization of the soul.

It's complicated to explain, but both point to the ultimate answer: immortality, which is what humanity has always dreamed of.

Orochimaru's immortality technique is the process of materializing the soul. Although the paths they take may differ, the truth they reach at the end is necessarily the same.

But some things, how should I put it, are just unreasonable. Some people are born with a head start at the finish line.

For example, Jieluo at this moment.

"If there's nothing else, you can leave now and go hide in Kumogakure." Sheathing his sword, leaving a distraught Shuichi behind, Yura walked out.

The remaining madmen of the Uji clan could only be killed by Yura himself.

Time passed, and before they knew it, the night was over. The dawn light pierced the earth, and underground, a different scene unfolded. Unknown moss and mushrooms emitted a faint glow. Jieluo entered a secret stronghold, the stronghold of the Hero Clan. He chose this place because it was close by.

With the help of the traitor Huan, the Hero Clan has no secrets from Jie Luo.

Without the Hero's Water, the only Jonin is currently guarding the elders in the Takigakure meeting room.

While killing people, Jieluo thought of something interesting.

In the ninja world, the line between life and death is very blurred. What exactly is the soul? In the eyes of Yura now, killing a person does not mean the end of life, but rather the destruction of the body, and the person becomes another form. Only when a person's soul and will are completely destroyed can it be considered true death.

So, what would happen if we told Madara about the project to materialize the souls of the whole world?

Compared to the illusionary world of Infinite Tsukuyomi, what consequences would a world where souls are materialized bring?

The dead will be resurrected, the living will not die, the instinct for survival will disappear, selfish desires will become weak, and humans will become thinking spiritual beings. They will not lose love and affection, but will simply never die.

While they claim to be immortal, this only means they've been freed from the limitations of lifespan; their souls can still be destroyed.

The side effect will likely be a world of lasting peace.

Jielu shook his head.

"What an incredibly boring world."

Without human desires, how will Jieluo find enjoyment in his days, and how will he play computer games in the future?

Therefore, Jieluo would not agree with Infinite Tsukuyomi.

No, that's too arrogant. How much do they despise humanity to believe that human selfishness and greed can fade away? Because, you know, human dreams never end.

Isn't he himself a prime example? Even as an immortal being, Yura's desires remain strong. Some of his extreme spiritual forms, like the one who worships at the hour of the 11 o'clock in the morning, are simply incomprehensible madmen.

So, what should we do after the Takigakure incident is over?

To dominate the world?

No, no, no, what's so fun about dominating the world?

Jieluo clapped his hands in realization. A ninja who had rushed forward desperately, covered in blood and howling, fell down. Looking at the girl's back sitting high in the void, he stretched out his hand with resentment in his eyes. All around him lay his clansmen lying on the ground.

"If there is no place for my own resting place, then I will build my own resting place, my own paradise, a fantasy land that even the gods would envy and yearn for."

"Therefore, I say, this ninja world must have demons! Lots and lots of demons!"

Compared to lofty propositions like "human happiness and peace," what should we do?

Jieluo wanted to do something for her own little happiness.

As for peace in the ninja world?

Who cares about such things? That's something only protagonists in shonen manga would care about.

As a new day began, early in the morning, in the dungeon, Kakuzu slowly opened his eyes, blood still seeping from his chest. The cut Yura had made earlier hadn't been very deep.

Using the ninja's bone-breaking technique, he broke free of his shackles from the rack.

He twisted his rusty neck, which made a series of cracking sounds.

"It's time."

The agreed-upon time for the battle was noon, but Kakuzu still needed to observe the situation beforehand, as he didn't trust Yura too much.

Just then, the ninja guarding the prison came to do his routine check.

Inside and outside the prison, separated by iron bars, the two men stared at each other.

Kakuzu formed hand seals and opened his mouth towards the ninja.

Fire Release: Head Carving A jet of orange flame, shaped like a pillar, shot out violently, instantly piercing through the fence and striking the rock walls of the deep corridor. The flames surged fiercely towards both ends of the corridor.

In an instant, the raging flames subsided, leaving a large, melted hole in the fence, from which molten iron slowly dripped to the ground.

The ninja who had been standing there had vanished without a trace.

Finally, I got my revenge! That guy should have died a long time ago!

With the anger in his chest dissipating, Kakuzu raised his hand and placed it against his forehead guard. The blade, transformed from Wind Release chakra nature, slowly drew a scratch on the forehead guard.

From this moment on, I am a rogue ninja.

There's no room for hesitation anymore.