Black Zetsu immediately replied, "As for Might Duy, he's just an eternal Genin of Konoha. It seems that because he doesn't know any ninjutsu and only knows taijutsu, plus the fact that his missions often fail and he isn't liked by others, he has only ever been able to carry out D-rank missions."
"He also has a son who is basically the same as him. In short, they're a strange family."
"However, this person seems to have mastered a ninjutsu called the Eight Gates. It's just that I haven't seen him use it much, so I'm not very clear on the details."
Actually, Black Zetsu was of course very clear about the Eight Gates.
This technique was not something Might Duy had created first.
Across the thousand-plus years of ninja history, people who had mastered this technique had appeared before.
"The Eight Gates?"
When Uchiha Madara heard this, his eyes narrowed slightly. "So it's that technique? That's a little interesting. Continue observing. If that Obito isn't suitable, then remove him from the list. Choosing from the others is also fine."
The selection of an executor had to be strict. Otherwise, problems could easily arise.
Black Zetsu quickly acknowledged the order.
At this moment, Obito still had no idea that because of Shiro Akira's stimulation and influence, he had gradually deviated from his original destiny, causing his future path to begin heading toward the unknown…
"Thunder Breathing: Ninja Swordsmanship, First Form: Snow Flash, Twelvefold!!"
In an instant, a streak of golden-blue lightning flashed repeatedly through the nearby forest, changing direction twelve times in midair.
Its speed had reached the extreme.
Shiro Akira's long blade swept across the necks of twelve bounty hunters, yet not a single drop of blood stained the blade, as if it remained spotless.
"What a fast blade!"
"How is this possible? How could I die at the hands of…"
Twelve figures fell one after another from their respective hiding places. Their heads separated from their bodies as they hit the ground, carrying unwillingness with them as their consciousness sank into eternal darkness.
Shiro Akira sheathed his blade and turned to Kakashi. "Our whereabouts have been exposed. We need to speed up. We're less than a hundred kilometers from the eastern camp now. Let's accelerate."
"Alright!"
Kakashi wiped the blood from his blade on an enemy's corpse, sheathed it, and followed Shiro Akira's pace.
Over the past two days, they had already suffered two waves of attacks from bounty hunters.
Clearly, someone had leaked his trail.
Both Shiro Akira and Kakashi felt that it should be Danzo.
After cleaning up the battlefield and collecting the spoils from the enemies, Shiro Akira finally brought Kakashi away from this place at high speed.
"They're all poor ghosts! Or did they just not carry their wealth on them? So many people, yet we only scraped together a little over one million ryō. How embarrassing for the bounty hunter profession."
On the road, Shiro Akira counted the spoils while unable to stop himself from complaining.
Kakashi was very speechless when he heard this. "If they had money, they wouldn't have become bounty hunters, living lives where their heads are tied to their waistbands."
He kept feeling that Shiro Akira was focusing on the wrong point.
Why did it sound like he was the hunter, and those bounty hunters were the prey?
Not long after Shiro Akira and the others left, a masked figure appeared at the scene. After checking the wounds on these people, his eyes narrowed slightly. "Such neat wounds. Such sharp swordsmanship. I'm starting to believe now that he really did kill those Jonin."
The person who had arrived was none other than Kakuzu.
Actually, he had arrived long ago.
He had watched these people attack while hiding far away and observing.
"Killing six people with one slash was far from his limit. This time, he cut down twelve. Although most of them were of average strength, it's still enough to show how impressive this brat is. This five hundred million probably won't be that easy to take!"
Kakuzu sighed with emotion.
However, he had no intention of giving up here.
Although the difficulty was a little high, he felt it was worth the price.
He had five lives. Under circumstances where intelligence was unequal, if he arranged things carefully, it might not be impossible to complete the hunt.
"Phew! We finally made it! Next, we can rest properly!"
Looking at the Konoha camp not far away, Kakashi, who looked travel-worn, let out a long breath.
Ever since they killed two waves of bounty hunters, the enemies had not decreased. Instead, the attacks had become even crazier.
He and Shiro Akira had successively wiped out two more waves totaling over a hundred bounty hunters before successfully reaching this place.
Fortunately, Shiro Akira's strength was terrifying, so they had not been injured.
Under this kind of pursuit, there had been no real chance to rest.
Seeing this, Shiro Akira smiled and teased, "Do you regret traveling together with me?"
Kakashi couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard that. "Don't say such bastardly things. You make it sound like I wouldn't encounter danger if I weren't traveling with you."
He had a clear understanding of how much strength he possessed.
"That's true!"
Shiro Akira smiled and nodded. "After all, you're also on the underground black market bounty list. A full twenty million ryō! That's equivalent to two-thirds of a future Asuma, and one twenty-fifth of my value. Not low at all."
Kakashi's face immediately darkened when he heard this.
What the hell was one twenty-fifth supposed to mean?
"Wait!"
Suddenly, Kakashi reacted and stared at Shiro Akira. "What do you mean, two-thirds of a future Asuma? When did Asuma get put on a bounty too? And future? Do you think you can predict the future?"
Shiro Akira smiled mysteriously. "Maybe I really can! If you don't believe me, let's wait and see."
Kakashi curled his lips in disagreement. "Like hell I believe you."
At this moment, two Konoha ninja appeared. "You two! Stop! Show your identification."
The main reason was that Shiro Akira and Kakashi were unfamiliar faces. Also, they had been talking and laughing at the camp entrance for quite a while without going in, so the guards were a little worried that they might be enemy spies.
"My name is Shiro Akira, and this is Hatake Kakashi. We were ordered to deliver a message to Lord White Fang."
Shiro Akira quickly introduced them, then took out their credentials.
"Shiro Akira? Kakashi?"
Hearing these two familiar names, the two Konoha ninja's eyes immediately lit up. "So it's you two! Your identities are fine. Please go in!"
"Speaking of which, Lord Shiro Akira really is amazing. You actually killed so many Sand Ninja in two moves. This matter has spread everywhere recently."
Clearly, they had also heard of Shiro Akira's deeds.
"Is that so?"
Shiro Akira smiled and nodded. After chatting casually with the two of them for a few moments, he brought Kakashi to the commander's tent in the center of the camp and saw Hatake Sakumo.
"Teacher!"
"Father!"
As soon as Shiro Akira and Kakashi entered, they greeted him.
"Hm?"
Hearing these familiar voices, Sakumo raised his head and was somewhat surprised. "Why are you two here? Weren't you said to have gone to Kikyo Castle?"
"Especially you, Akira. Recently, you've caused quite a big commotion!"
At this point, Sakumo looked at Shiro Akira meaningfully and said, "I didn't even know your strength had already reached this level. You even hid it from me. You really are something."
They had spent so much time together before, and Sakumo had often guided Shiro Akira, yet he had not discovered even the slightest clue. Just this alone was enough for Sakumo to write a huge word of admiration.
"Hehe!"
Shiro Akira smiled awkwardly. "Isn't it because you never asked, Teacher? Besides, these are all things I gradually improved step by step through hard work over the past six months. It's not like I deliberately hid it from you."
Sakumo listened and gave him a look.
Guess whether I believe you or not?
Could someone improve that much in just six months?
Wait, maybe it wasn't impossible.
Shiro Akira was only a little over seven years old, after all. He was already an existence beyond common sense.
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