Naruto: Creating Immortal Techniques at Six, Shocking Uncle Snake

Chapter 237: The Blade That Turned the Tables!

"Kid, do you want to become stronger? Do you want revenge?"

The Zanpakutō turned its head and spoke. The surrounding wolves, however, froze in place, not daring to take even a single step forward. Their bodies trembled uncontrollably as if they were staring at something utterly terrifying.

Their four legs shook violently.

It was as if they had seen a nightmare given form.

The man, meanwhile, was momentarily stunned. He looked at the shivering wolves in surprise, then turned his gaze to the Zanpakutō before him.

Was it because of this sword? Why did the wolves seem so terrified of it?

"Boy, I'll ask you again. Do you want revenge? Do you want power?"

The Zanpakutō spoke once more. After all, from the looks of it, this man would be its next host.

As long as it could deceive him into opening his heart, it could take control of him.

"Can you help me take revenge?"

The young man asked fiercely. Despite the sudden appearance of this Zanpakutō, he remained wary.

After all, he was nothing—a nobody. Why would something like this choose him?

He didn't believe in fate.

This caught the Zanpakutō off guard. Usually, people accepted its offer without question. No one had ever asked whether it could actually help them take revenge.

Still, it reacted quickly.

"Since you're asking, let me show you my power!"

The Zanpakutō declared arrogantly before swinging its blade at the wolves behind it.

BOOM! SPLATTER!

With a single strike, a massive crescent-shaped slash shot forward.

Every wolf caught in its path was cleaved cleanly in two.

The remaining wolves on either side were shredded into mincemeat by the terrifying shockwave.

The sight left the man trembling with excitement.

This power—wasn't this exactly what he had dreamed of?

If he had possessed such strength, would those bastards have abandoned him?

Would he have ended up in such a miserable state?

"But… I'm just an ordinary person. I have no talent for becoming a ninja. I even failed as a samurai.

"I'm worthless. I can't do anything. Someone like me… can I really wield you?"

The man spoke with self-loathing, and the Zanpakutō nearly rolled its metaphorical eyes.

Damn it, who said I needed you to be capable? The whole point is that you're useless!

If you were talented, how would I ever manipulate you?

Thinking this, the Zanpakutō quickly reassured him:

"That doesn't matter. My power is immense. The weaker you are, the stronger we'll be together!"

"Really?"

The man's eyes lit up.

For once, someone didn't look down on him.

If that was the case… then he would trust this sword!

Besides, he had nothing left to lose. Even if this weapon wanted his life, so what?

Slowly, the man extended his hand and gripped the Zanpakutō tightly.

Meanwhile, Ishihara had been watching everything unfold from a distance.

To avoid being noticed, he had transformed into various creatures along the way.

Right now, he was a caterpillar hanging from a tree, observing everything.

The moment the man grasped the Zanpakutō, a powerful shockwave nearly sent Ishihara flying.

As for the Zanpakutō, it was practically ecstatic.

The weaker this guy was, the easier he would be to control.

And now, finally, he had taken hold of it!

It was time to leave and find its true master!

However—

The Zanpakutō's excitement was short-lived.

It realized, to its shock, that it wasn't in control.

"Such power… With this, I don't have to fear anything anymore!"

"Wait for me, you bastards. I'll kill every single one of you!"

The Zanpakutō was dumbfounded.

It couldn't control him?!

The man's willpower was so terrifyingly strong that it completely resisted its influence.

If this man were to die, he would likely become an incredibly powerful ghost.

After all, the stronger one's will and obsession, the stronger their spirit after death.

Wait a second.

Didn't this guy claim he couldn't even become a samurai?

But samurai didn't require talent—it was purely about effort.

With willpower this strong, how could he have failed?

"You tricked me! You're not powerless at all—you're a powerful samurai!"

The Zanpakutō was in disbelief.

The man, too, was surprised.

"You can still talk? I thought we had already merged?"

"Idiot! Answer my question! Why did you lie?! You have incredible willpower—there's no way you couldn't become a samurai!"

The Zanpakutō was furious.

It wanted to break free.

It refused to be someone else's tool!

Damn it, if it couldn't control this guy, why should it stay with him?!

But it was already too late.

The man gripped the sword tightly, using the very power it had granted him to hold it in place.

"Leave? Did you even ask for my permission?"