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

A large crowd gathered in front of the main hall of the Ninja Sect.

All the disciples huddled together in a circle, their eyes fixed on Indra in the center.

Yu Yi stood with her hands behind her back at the front of the crowd, while Ashura clung to the shoulders of the disciples in the front row, her little face full of curiosity.

In the arena, Indra stood tall and straight, took a deep breath, and then his fingertips suddenly began to fly.

The gestures were complex yet fluid, completing a series of hand seals in the blink of an eye.

"call--"

A burst of intense flame suddenly rose in his palm, the orange-red fire illuminating the boy's face and plunging the surroundings into an instant deathly silence.

The next second, gasps of surprise erupted.

"Fire, flames?! Flames appearing out of thin air?"

"How is this possible! Who else but Lady Hagoromo could wield such power?"

"What were those hand gestures just now? They were dazzling, yet somehow there was an inexplicable sense of order to them!"

The members of the Ninja Clan stared wide-eyed, some gasping in shock, others approaching but hesitant to get too close. A cacophony of voices rose and fell, their eyes filled with disbelief and astonishment.

Yu Yi's pupils contracted sharply, and a storm raged in her heart.

He naturally recognized that this was a "technique" that mobilized the chakra within his body and released it in a specific form.

However, due to his special bloodline, he could activate his power without relying on such complicated hand gestures. He never imagined that someone could combine chakra with hand gestures to create such a technique.

"Brother! Brother!"

"What did you do? How did this fire start?"

Ashura could no longer contain himself. He pushed through the crowd and ran over, grabbing Indra's wrist and bringing his little head close to the flame in his palm, looking at it with a mixture of fear and curiosity.

Indra gently raised his hand, and the flame in his palm obediently extinguished. Looking at his younger brother's excited eyes, he patiently explained, "I discovered that the chakra in my body can be guided through different hand gestures. As long as I form the corresponding hand seals, I can release different powers. This flame is one of them."

After saying that, he turned around and bowed slightly to Yu Yi: "Father, this is what I have learned in my recent studies."

Yu Yi looked at her son, who was not yet ten years old, and her surprise grew stronger.

He had long suspected that Indra had been going to the bamboo forest for days, and had tried to sense it in secret, but had not found a second person in the bamboo forest.

I had assumed that Indra had found a secluded place to practice his spirituality, but now I realize that he was actually researching such an astonishing Dharma.

"I see."

Yu Yi nodded, all her doubts vanishing, replaced by admiration for her son's talent.

"My brother is amazing!"

"I want to learn too, brother, can you teach me?"

Ashura shook Indra's hand, his eyes sparkling, and excitedly pleaded.

The surrounding Ninja Clan disciples also cast expectant glances, craning their necks, their eyes filled with a thirst for power.

Indra frowned slightly and looked helplessly at Yu Yi.

He knew that all decisions of the Ninja Sect were made by his father, and even if he created this method, whether or not he could teach it to others was up to his father to decide.

Unless the patriarch in the bamboo forest speaks, no one can defy the father's decision.

Yu Yi's gaze swept over the yearning expressions on everyone's faces, and she fell into deep thought.

The spread of power will inevitably lead to disputes. However, as various nations are gradually being established and conflicts are arising, if the Ninja Sect remains closed off, how can it protect its followers?

The wheels of history roll ever onward, just as humanity has progressed from tribes to city-states. Even amidst wars, this progress is unstoppable. One cannot allow the Ninja Sect to remain stagnant forever simply out of fear of conflict.

Just like nations and tribes in the human world.

We can't just keep everyone stuck in the tribal era because we're afraid of fighting for power, can we?

He turned his head and looked at a boy standing next to him.

The young man had a calm and composed demeanor. He was the child whom he had recommended ten thousand times and named "Sarutobi" back then. Over the years, he had studied and practiced diligently in the Ninja Sect, and his temperament and knowledge far surpassed those of his peers.

"Sarutobi, what do you think?"

Yu Yi asked.

Sarutobi stepped forward, bowed, and said in a steady and powerful voice, "Reporting to Lord Hagoromo, this disciple believes that this method is acceptable."

Firstly, by learning this technique, disciples can possess the ability to protect themselves from mountain spirits and wild monsters, as well as bandits in chaotic times.

Secondly, chakra can be used for farming and construction, which can improve the productivity of the Ninja Sect.

Thirdly, with power, we can better protect the innocent people of the world and fulfill the original mission of the Ninja Sect.

Upon hearing this, Hagoromo nodded slowly, as Sarutobi's words were exactly what he had in mind.

Despite the possibility of causing disaster

However, the overall result is that the benefits outweigh the drawbacks.

What's more, I'll cover for myself.

Yu Yi looked up at the crowd and, under their watchful eyes, announced loudly: "From this day forward, everyone in the Ninja Clan must learn hand seals and study the application of chakra!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a deafening cheer erupted from the surrounding area.

The disciples waved their arms, their faces filled with excitement and fervor—power, a power they had never possessed before. Even those who prided themselves on being pure and detached from worldly desires could not help but be captivated by such power that could control them and change their surroundings.

Yu Yi took in everyone's expressions, the smile on her lips gradually fading, and she sighed softly in her heart.

Was it right or wrong for him to bestow power upon everyone?

Will it propel the Ninja Sect to prosperity, or sow the seeds of conflict?

At this moment, he had no way of knowing, and could only let the torrent of history push the Ninja Sect, and himself, forward step by step.

History may prove him right, but... he can't prove it now, so he can only choose to go with the flow.

If I stop them, what will the Ninja Clan think of me?

Do you feel like you want to monopolize power?

Do you think he, Yu Yi, covets power and doesn't want them to get their hands on it?

At that time, estrangement will arise again, causing people to lose their morale.

Indra looked at his father, a slight smile playing on his lips.

She had known all along that her father would make this choice.

.........

The bamboo groves provide shade, and the rustling of the leaves in the breeze carries a sense of tranquility.

Wanci leaned against a gray boulder, casually fiddling with the Six Paths Sword, his eyebrows slightly raised, silently grumbling to himself.

"That kid Indra, could he have fallen in love with me? He actually comes every day."

I had only mentioned it casually, asking Indra to come to the bamboo forest every now and then so I could give him some pointers when I had the chance. I never expected that the boy would take it so seriously, going to the bamboo forest every day of the year, rain or shine.

Every time she came, her eyes shone like stars, staring intently at me with deep affection and fervor.

As they left, they turned back every few steps, their reluctant demeanor making me want to laugh every time I saw it.

"Speaking of which, Indra hasn't awakened his Sharingan yet, so why not scare him and see how he reacts?"

A hint of amusement flickered across Wanci's eyes.

Normally, Black Zetsu would lure a giant boar to ambush Indra, and the stimulation would allow Indra to awaken his eyes.

With a thought, Wanci's body rippled with faint chakra fluctuations, and the genjutsu, like an invisible net, instantly enveloped the entire bamboo forest.