Naruto: Blade of the Sharingan

When he first arrived, it was one unit of Chakra. After awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan, it became two units. After integrating White Zetsu cells and then undergoing a long period of training, especially the muscle training with the Stone Hashira, Gyomei Himejima, his Chakra had increased to six units.

Moreover, with his Breathing Style operating continuously, twenty-four hours a day, Uchiha Nagi's body also gradually strengthened, and his Chakra also grew bit by bit. Now, his energy reserves were equivalent to six Kakashis...

Poor Kakashi. At twelve, he had the Chakra of a Jonin. By twenty, he had become much stronger, yet his mana pool remained the same. Approaching thirty, his strength had increased, but his mana still seemed unchanged...

"Where is this?!" Uchiha Nagi looked up at his surroundings. He had just activated his Sharingan's ability, Mind Teleporter, and returned to the Naruto world.

"Still the familiar scent, the aura of slaughter, like a flower about to bloom at dawn..."

Uchiha Nagi closed his eyes and took a deep breath. The air here was exceptionally clear, completely devoid of any industrial smell. Although he was surrounded by forest, Uchiha Nagi could still feel, with a strange sixth sense, that this was the Ninja World.

"From the first step into this world, I can't let my guard down for a moment..." After reflecting for a minute, Uchiha Nagi immediately used the Transformation Jutsu to change into an ordinary person.

Because in the Ninja World, not only were Konoha's Anbu hunting him, but there were also bounty hunters, like a certain money-grubbing Kakuzu. Whether eating or drinking, he had to be careful. Being a ninja was never an upright profession; poisoning in secret and setting traps were commonplace. Although Uchiha Nagi himself was a medical ninja, he couldn't guarantee he could detect all poisons. For some geniuses, creating colorless and odorless poisons was easy—for example, Jiraiya had once been poisoned by Tsunade.

Uchiha Nagi carried a bundle on his back and had his Nichirin Blade tied to his waist, resembling a wandering swordsman. It wasn't strange to carry a sword in the Ninja World; even ordinary people could. However, wearing a forehead protector was different. Only people from ninja villages were allowed to wear them; this was an unwritten rule.

Of course, he wasn't that foolish. Since he was a rogue ninja, wearing a forehead protector with a scratch through it was like openly telling everyone, "There's a rogue ninja here, come and get me!" People from other villages and bounty hunters wouldn't mind making some easy money if they came across a rogue ninja.

This was what Uchiha Nagi found most puzzling: why so many rogue ninjas liked to flaunt their identities openly... Perhaps Kishimoto was just a manga artist who dug plot holes but didn't bother to fill them...

Pedestrians hurried along the road. Some villagers carrying hoes, upon seeing Uchiha Nagi's sword, fearfully kept their distance. This made it difficult for Uchiha Nagi to even ask for information. He looked around and spotted a farmer resting in the shade of a tree not far off. He'd do.

"Hello, I'd like to ask something."

"Ah... I'm sorry, I don't have any money! Please spare me!"

"..."

Before Uchiha Nagi could finish, the farmer knelt and begged for mercy, leaving Nagi speechless.

This was the cruel Ninja World. The class hierarchy was incredibly rigid: ninjas at the top, samurai and unaffiliated ninjas in the middle, and commoners at the bottom, who were often the most miserable.

"Sigh..." Uchiha Nagi sighed, then directly activated his Sharingan and began questioning, simple and crude.

"What country is this?"

The villager, hypnotized by the Sharingan, blankly replied, "This is the Land of Hot Water."

"The Land of Hot Water? So that's where I am. Where is the nearest town?"

" Follow the road southeast. It's over five kilometers from here..."

After questioning him, Uchiha Nagi directly implanted a suggestion, making him forget this memory, then got up and left. As for not being in the Land of Fire, it was probably because his position was different when he activated his ability, so his destination changed.

What Uchiha Nagi needed to do now was go to a nearby black market, gather some intelligence, find out how long it had been since he left Konoha, and then decide his next move.

His purpose for this trip was threefold: first, to obtain Edo Tensei; second, to buy some Chakra conductive metal, to see if it could be combined with sun ore in the Swordsmith Village to create a different kind of Nichirin Blade. Third, to gain experience, challenge some of the strong individuals in the Ninja World, and copy their techniques.

Among them, Uchiha Nagi was most curious about the Raikage lineage. Did they cultivate the Lightning Release Chakra Mode to obtain their powerful physique, or did they need that powerful physique first to be able to cultivate the Lightning Release Chakra Mode? However, looking at the entire Land of Lightning, it seemed only the Raikage father and son passed it down through generations. The conservative idea of not passing it to outsiders was one aspect; the second was that the difficulty was too high, and among those they could teach—their own people or students—none could learn it.

Just like the Flying Thunder God, classified as an S-rank forbidden jutsu, was it really impossible to find a third person besides the Fourth Hokage who could learn it? Probably not. The reason was likely that same conservative mindset: if not a direct disciple or a son, it basically wouldn't be taught to them. Then, even if an ordinary person had the talent to learn the Flying Thunder God, without the opportunity to encounter or learn it, their talent would naturally go unnoticed.

"However, trying to copy from the Raikage will be a bit difficult, as a Kage rarely leaves their village carelessly..." Uchiha Nagi muttered to himself. Charge in directly? Impossible. Kumogakure isn't without its sealing squads. Attacking a village without being beyond Kage level is very dangerous.

Soon, Uchiha Nagi arrived at a town. In any world, taverns were always the best places to gather information. Uchiha Nagi walked into a tavern. About a dozen ronin with swords were gathered here, along with a few ninjas from smaller villages, identifiable by their forehead protectors. The crowd was clearly segregated by status: the sword-carrying ronin in one group, wandering ninjas in another, and a few rogue ninjas also formed a small clique. Among them, the rogue ninjas from major villages commanded the most awe from those around.

Uchiha Nagi now roughly understood why rogue ninjas would swagger around openly wearing their forehead protectors: it was a form of intimidation in itself. As long as their luck wasn't bad enough to run into an Anbu pursuit unit, living well in smaller countries wasn't an issue. And people like Kakuzu were only interested in high-value bounties; he wouldn't even glance at those with low rewards.

"Innkeeper, give me the latest bounty book~" Uchiha Nagi walked up to the innkeeper. He could sense that the man possessed Chakra at a Genin level. But judging from the scars on his face and hands, his combat prowess was likely at the Chunin level.

"Certainly, customer." The innkeeper cheerfully rummaged behind the counter and handed Uchiha Nagi a small booklet.

"That'll be two thousand Ryo~"

"Alright."

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