Chapter 41: Sarutobi Shinnosuke Dies, Meeting Fugaku
"Captain, something seems to have fallen," the Anbu Ninja whispered to Sarutobi Shinnosuke.
"Quick, go check it out," Sarutobi Shinnosuke said, frowning, a bad feeling vaguely rising in his heart.
The Anbu Ninja nodded, about to step forward to investigate, when suddenly, a pure white blade pierced through his chest.
The Anbu Ninja screamed, instantly dying.
"Shimada!" Sarutobi Shinnosuke was greatly alarmed, a chill running down his spine. He quickly distanced himself from the Anbu Ninja called Shimada, with the two remaining Anbu Ninjas closely following, drawing their swords, and standing ready.
Just then, Sarutobi Shinnosuke suddenly felt something trip his foot. He looked down to see his wife's head, eyes bulging, face filled with terror, unmistakably dead.
"Shizuka!!!" Sarutobi Shinnosuke roared, his eyes bloodshot. He abruptly looked at Shimada's corpse, which was pierced by the blade, and demanded in a sharp voice, "Bastard, who exactly are you?!"
"Oh, oh... Weren't you looking for me just now? Haven't I arrived?" Qianye pulled out his blade and slowly emerged from the darkness, revealing a smiling mask.
"It's you... Fujiwara Chiye," Sarutobi Shinnosuke was furious, his eyes filled with killing intent. But as a Konoha Jonin who had crawled his way out of countless dead bodies over the years, he quickly calmed down and exchanged glances with the two Anbu Ninjas beside him.
The latter two nodded to each other, quickly forming hand signs, and with a shared understanding, plunged their blades into the ground, Chakra condensing in their throats.
"Fire Release: Fire Dragon Bullet Technique."
"Wind Release: Violent Wind Slice!"
The Sarutobi Clan is also very proficient in Fire Release, and those capable of being teammates with Sarutobi Shinnosuke are even more outstanding, not inferior to most Uchiha.
Sarutobi Shinnosuke, while proficient in Fire Release, primarily trained in Wind Release. He quickly jumped behind the two, and with his left hand, which wasn't holding a sword, quickly formed hand signs, spitting out a wind pressure from his mouth that covered his sword.
Fire Release served as a feint, and during the opponent's dodge, Sarutobi Shinnosuke would use Wind Release to kill them.
Years of working together had long fostered an intimate understanding between them.
They had slain countless powerful enemies using this tactic.
"Too slow."
However, before they could even unleash their jutsu, Qianye had already appeared before the two Anbu Ninjas, severing both their heads with a single strike, the Fire Dragon Bullet dying in its infancy.
Sarutobi Shinnosuke's expression suddenly changed; this level of Body Flicker Technique was beyond his ability to handle.
This made him think of the deceased Fourth Hokage, Minato Namikaze.
There was no time for him to think further. Seizing the moment while Qianye was slaying his two teammates, Sarutobi Shinnosuke swung his sword, which was already covered in wind pressure, using a wind blade to slash at Qianye.
Qianye stood still, quietly watching the wind blade approach.
Just as Sarutobi Shinnosuke thought Qianye had no escape, Qianye slowly raised his left hand and extended his index finger.
With a 'ding,' Sarutobi Shinnosuke's wind blade was caught barehanded by Qianye.
"Impressive Wind Release. To cultivate Wind Release Chakra nature transformation to this extent, you are truly outstanding. But unfortunately, it's useless. A Ninja's battle is a Chakra battle. With just the wind pressure from your meager Chakra, I only need to condense Fire Release Chakra, which counters Wind Release, in my palm to easily nullify it."
Bending his index finger, Qianye gripped the blade and, under Sarutobi Shinnosuke's astonished gaze, cut down.
Splash!
In an instant, blood gushed out.
Sarutobi Shinnosuke was cut with a hideous, terrifying wound from his right shoulder to his left abdomen.
"How is this possible?" Sarutobi Shinnosuke weakly uttered, his sword falling from his hand, and he collapsed unwillingly.
"I've wasted so much time. I hope it's still not too late. I can't let Uchiha Fugaku's Mangekyo Sharingan get away."
Thinking this, Qianye flicked the blood from his blade, ignoring Sarutobi Shinnosuke. His figure flickered, suddenly vanishing from his spot, and he rapidly moved towards the Filial Son's home.
After Qianye left, a giant pitcher plant slowly emerged from the ground. White Zetsu said, "This guy is too strong! He actually caught a wind blade with a single finger. Even Madara, who hasn't awakened the Rinnegan, wouldn't dare to be so reckless."
"It seems he has mastered some kind of Ninjutsu similar to the Fourth Raikage's Lightning Release Armor," Black Zetsu stated his guess.
"So what do we do? Should we follow him? It seems Itachi's mission was to kill Qianye. He still doesn't know that Qianye has joined Akatsuki. If one of them dies, the Akatsuki Organization will lose an important member," White Zetsu said.
Black Zetsu pondered for a moment, then said, "Go find Obito. A battle between Mangekyo and Sage Mode is not something we can interfere with."
As his voice faded, the giant pitcher plant slowly merged into the ground and disappeared.
On the other side, Qianye had already arrived at the Filial Son's home.
Sensing Fugaku and his wife Mikoto inside the room, and the Filial Son's Chakra still slaughtering Uchiha Clan members in the distance, Qianye murmured, "It seems I made it in time."
As he spoke, Qianye pushed open the door, walked in, and saw Uchiha Fugaku and Uchiha Mikoto kneeling on the tatami, awaiting their son's slaughter.
"It's you?" Fugaku was somewhat surprised, as was Mikoto.
Then Uchiha Fugaku added, "Did the Third and Danzo send you to kill us? You don't have to. If possible, I'd rather die by my own son's hand."
"Who said I came to kill you? Didn't you just meet with Itachi, that two-faced traitor, using a Shadow Clone? Have you seen me kill a single Uchiha Clan member?"
Qianye rolled his eyes, adding in his mind, 'At most, I'll just retrieve your bloodline and Sharingan after Itachi kills you.'
"Then what are you doing here?" Uchiha Fugaku thought it over and realized it was true, so he couldn't help but ask.
"Nothing much. I just want to retrieve your Mangekyo Sharingan after you're killed by your precious son."
"It's better for your eyes to come to me than to be disposed of by your parricidal and matricidal Filial Son, or to fall into Danzo's hands, or those of other ill-intentioned people."
"At least, because of Izumi, I won't lay a hand on the Uchiha Clan members."
Qianye spoke frankly, his gaze glancing at Uchiha Mikoto beside him.
Her long, jet-black hair often draped over her shoulders, lending her a gentle softness. She wore a fitted, mature, light purple dress, clean and tidy, which perfectly outlined her beautiful, mature curves.
Beneath the dress, a section of dazzling white long legs stirred a hot impulse within one's heart. A white sash was tied around her slender, graspable waist, emphasizing its delicate form to the fullest.
She was truly the epitome of a Yamato Nadeshiko.
For an orphan who had never experienced a mother's love, she possessed immense warmth and destructive power.
Qianye couldn't help but sigh in his heart, 'What a stunning beauty, a wife, is about to die. What a pity.'
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