A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

As he spoke, Yata no Crow directly pulled out the Totsuka Blade and the Yata no Kagami's claws and presented them!

"Oh?"

Wan raised his eyebrows slightly and smiled.

"Good! Good! Good!"

"I am greatly pleased, greatly pleased!"

Wanci took the Ten-Fist Sword and examined it carefully.

In an instant, it dawned on him that this was where Itachi Uchiha obtained the Totsuka Blade.

Lenovo's Uchiha Itachi signed a contract with the crow.

But crows hold a very special place in Japanese mythology.

Everything seems to be connected.

"Hehe, as long as the immortal likes it."

Yata no Crow forced a smile.

"Wonderful, wonderful... What a fine sword!"

However, Wanci's eyes suddenly darkened!

next second!

"Whoosh—!!!"

With lightning speed, Manjiro wielded the Totsuka Sword and thrust it towards Yata no Crow!

"puff!"

"A sage!!!"

Caught off guard, Yatagarasu was pierced through and stared wide-eyed at Manji in disbelief.

Ten thousand glances, cold as frost.

Does Byd really think he didn't notice?

The killing intent sensor on my side is beeping, do you really think I'm a bot?

They actually dared to assassinate me; they really have chosen the wrong path.

You have already chosen the path to your death!

Originally, I intended to leave after learning my immortal arts and would not interfere with you. However, you actually tried to assassinate me?

Then don't blame me for being ruthless; I'd rather die than let you die.

Don't let Wan Ci's kind appearance fool you; when it comes to killing, he's ruthless and shows no mercy!

The reason why Wanci survived for so long is twofold: one is his optimistic outlook, and the other is his proactive approach to prevent potential threats from growing.

"No!!!!"

The Yatagarasu roared angrily!

Immediately afterwards, Yatagarasu's body was sucked into the Totsuka Blade and completely sealed!

"Looks like it's the real deal..."

Manji looked at Totsuka nod with satisfaction.

..........

Manji slowly walked out of the land of the eight-foot crow.

"Ten thousand times, how's the situation?"

The White Ape King strode forward, his tone full of concern.

Wan Ci's expression was solemn, with a hint of gravity between his brows:

"This place is extremely strange and eerie; the hidden dangers have been eliminated."

To prevent future generations from accidentally wandering in and perishing, I intend to completely destroy this place. What do you think?

"Great! That's exactly what I was thinking too!"

The White Ape King immediately nodded in agreement, stating that if humans were to inadvertently enter such a dangerous place, there would be no chance of survival, and destroying it would be the safest course of action.

"Um."

As soon as he finished speaking, violent lightning surged from Wan Ci's palm, purple lightning dancing wildly like dragons and snakes, tearing through the surrounding air.

"Immortal Technique: Lightning Release: Kirin!"

A deep shout shook the heavens and the earth, and a dazzling, imposing thunder unicorn crashed down from the heavens!

"Boom!"

As lightning crackled, the land of the Eight-Span Crow was instantly razed to the ground, leaving not an inch of soil, only charred ruins and the lingering aura of lightning.

"White Ape King, farewell."

Wan Ci withdrew his immortal magic, slightly concealed his aura, and bowed to the White Ape King in farewell.

"Wait, ten thousand times..."

"When will we meet again?"

The White Ape King stepped forward, his tone revealing a complex mix of reluctance.

Wanci paused for a moment, then slowly spoke: "Perhaps, it will be a hundred years from now. After that, I will live and cultivate on Mount Myōboku, and the troubles of the human world will be none of my concern."

With the Feathered Robe there, nothing will happen.

There's no need for me to meddle in other people's business.

The next time it appears, it might be when Indra or Asura appear.

These two are also underlying themes that run throughout Naruto.

Wanci has a plan in mind.

In the years that followed, he devoted himself to Mount Myōboku, studying the way to integrate the five great sage techniques: Mount Myōboku, Ryūchi-dō, Shikkotsu-rin, Enma, and Yata.

If one could unify the five great immortal techniques, perhaps one could break through the Six Paths Realm, break free from the shackles of the system, and ascend to a higher realm.

He's been stuck at the Kage level for a while. Although he's invincible, he'd still be a tough opponent if the Otsutsuki appeared.

It's stuck at the Super Shadow level, like a sliver of light.

"Oh well, whatever."

The White Ape King sighed softly, gazing at Wan Ci's figure with a hint of melancholy in his eyes. He felt that time flies by, and once they met, they parted again, and a long time would pass.

"Goodbye!"

"Immortal Technique: Immortal Mist Instantaneous Movement"

Ten thousand times, accompanied by a wisp of mist, they disappeared.

Return to Mount Myoboku

Wanci appeared directly in the Immortal Palace.

Wanci paused slightly upon arriving at the main hall, sensing something was amiss, and then went to the side hall.

That is, the main hall where the scrolls of immortal magic are stored.

It contains a collection of various Sage Techniques created by Wanci, including those from Mount Myōboku, Shikkotsu Forest, Ryūchi Cave, and a series of ordinary unsealed ninjutsu.

Wanci's figure had just solidified in the Immortal Palace.

The Sage Chakra around him keenly detected the faint fluctuations of energy coming from the side hall.

The whispers grew clearer as they reached his ears, carrying the trepidation and schadenfreude unique to the young frogs.

"Isn't this really a bad thing? If the great immortal, no, the patriarch finds out, the consequences will be unimaginable..."

A slightly timid male frog croaked, full of unease.

"What's there to be afraid of? It's just taking a look and secretly learning one or two basic immortal techniques. Our patriarch has always been kind; at most, he'll punish us by making us copy the rules of Mount Myōboku a few times. He won't punish us severely!"

Another, slightly bolder female frog quickly reassured them, but her tone also betrayed a hint of guilt.

The door was pushed open slowly and silently ten thousand times, revealing the entire scene inside the hall.

The towering scroll bookshelves are stacked one on top of another, with countless scrolls recording immortal techniques and ninjutsu neatly arranged.

And the bottom corner of the bookshelf

Two tiny froglets, no bigger than a palm, were huddled together, their heads pressed against the open magic scroll. Their short claws pointed at the patterns on the scroll, completely absorbed in the sight, oblivious to the person behind them.

"What are you two looking for?"

Thousands of times he spoke softly, his voice echoing gently in the empty hall.

The two baby frogs froze, as if they had been frozen in place. When they slowly turned their heads, their round frog eyes were wide open, and their faces were full of fear and astonishment.

"Ah!? Grandmaster!"

"Great Immortal, I'm so sorry!"

They sprang away from the scroll almost instantly, hurriedly kneeling on the stone slab, their little heads bowed low, not daring to even breathe.

"So he was peeking at the scroll."

Wanci looked at their trembling appearance, his gaze sweeping over the unfolded reel, and instantly understood everything.

These two little toads actually sneaked into the Immortal Arts Hall, attempting to learn immortal arts on their own.

"Grandmaster, your disciple was wrong! Please forgive me!"

The two baby frogs begged for mercy in unison, their voices trembling with tears, clearly terrified of punishment.

Wan Ci did not get angry, but simply asked calmly, "What are your names?"

Wan Ci did not get angry.

It is common for young frogs to crave immortal techniques, and although trespassing into the palace was wrong, it did not warrant severe punishment.

They were right just now; I am indeed easy to talk to.

At most, as they say, the punishment is simply copying the rules of Mount Myōboku.

"My name is Fukasaku."

The male frog tremblingly announced its name.

"My name is Shima."

The mother frog followed closely behind, her voice barely audible.

Upon hearing these two names, Wan raised an eyebrow slightly, a hint of surprise rising in his heart.

It turns out they are Fukasaku and Shima, the two great hermits of Mount Myōboku in the future. I never expected that they would still be such innocent little frogs.

Considering the timing, it makes perfect sense that they were born now.

Wanci's gaze fell back on the unfurled scroll of the immortal technique, the cover of which clearly read "Immortal Technique: Goemon".

"You've watched for so long, have you learned it yet?"

I asked this casually ten thousand times.

Fukasaku and Shima exchanged a glance, both seeing confusion in each other's eyes.

The two frogs shook their heads in unison: "Reporting to our ancestor, we disciples have looked at it for a long time, but we find the patterns on the scroll obscure and difficult to understand, and the circulation of Sage Chakra is even more incomprehensible. We simply cannot learn it."

He chuckled to himself, knowing he could never learn it.

To learn that would make you a genius.

At this time, the ninja world had not yet developed the method of hand seals. The release of Sage Art and Ninjutsu relied entirely on the instinctive control of chakra and the guidance of will. With their current Sage Art attainments, they were simply unable to master such a complex technique as Sage Art: Goemon.

The only way to learn it is through hand seals.

"You haven't learned how to form hand seals yet, so naturally you can't activate such a divine technique."

Wan Ci explained calmly.

"Hand seals?"

Fukasaku raised his head, his face full of confusion.

"Grandmaster, what is a hand seal?"

Shima blinked, looking curious and puzzled, clearly having never heard of this word before.

Wanci didn't offer any further explanation, simply waving his hand.

"I will teach you about this later."

"Now, go to Gamamaru immediately to receive two copies of the Myoboku Mountain Rules. Copy each one three hundred times. Before you finish copying them, you are not allowed to step into the Sage's Hall."

Wan Ci said calmly.

Upon hearing that the punishment was merely copying the rules, rather than cleaning the entire Myoboku Mountain or being confined to a secluded place for ascetic training, Fukasaku and Shima immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Thank you for your mercy, Master!"

The two frogs bowed respectfully.

After performing the ritual, the two baby frogs quickly hopped away from the Immortal's Hall.

Ten thousand times, I stood alone in the grand hall filled with scrolls.

"Form hand seals..."

He gently stroked his chin with his fingertips, lost in thought.

The Ninja World Indra has not yet been born, let alone the method of hand seals.

Since that's the case, why not create the hand seal method ourselves in advance?

Creating hand seals is not difficult.

Once the hand seal method is implemented at Mount Myōboku, it will not only allow the frog clan to master Sage Mode and Ninjutsu more quickly, but also further enhance Mount Myōboku's strength, placing it at the forefront of the ninja world.