Naruto’s Dump Station

Chapter 32: Throwing Trash

“I see, is this the seal of the Inuyasha Clan?” Ruofeng muttered, gazing at the tome before him.

Within the vast cave, numerous tomes lay stacked, but the Ghost-faced Mastiff King had specifically directed Ruofeng to this one. Within its pages was an in-depth analysis of the Canine Clan’s seal. This time was the accumulation of decades of research by the Canine Immortal.

It was evident that the Canine Clan had their intelligence sealed, yet their animalistic instincts remained remarkably high. Ruofeng gently stroked the Ghost-faced Mastiff King, sensing the powerful presence of the most dominant Tibetan Mastiff of its kind. He could feel the Mastiff King’s affection and, after a brief moment, shifted his gaze to the canonical texts.

The tome described the Canine Clan’s seal as a unique technique—one that restricted spiritual power and suppressed its manifestation within the bloodline. It was crucial to understand that spiritual energy was an emanation of one’s soul, perhaps even the soul itself. With the soul sealed, wisdom naturally struggled to emerge.

Moreover, since spiritual power was sealed within the flesh and blood cells, it severely hindered the growth of the Canine Clan. Psychic Beasts thrived on chakra, but with their spiritual energy-restricted, their cells were unable to generate it. As a result, the Inuyasha Clan could not grow. Cultivating natural chakra was an even greater impossibility, as it required precise mental control—something that was entirely suppressed by the seal.

Uchiha Zan, who had cast this sealing technique, had created a devastating countermeasure against Psychic Beasts. For those that had yet to mature, the seal was nearly impossible to undo. Moreover, since it was passed down through the bloodline, it effectively functioned as a technique designed to annihilate an entire race.

Ruofeng’s eyes narrowed slightly. “How did this sealing technique appear in the Maelstrom Clan? I did not find it among the scrolls written by Uchiha Zan.”

Although puzzled by this discrepancy, Ruofeng was not particularly concerned. If there was one clan renowned for their expertise in sealing techniques, it was the Maelstrom Clan. He knew of Uzumaki Jiu Kōnai, and with Uzumaki Mito as her predecessor, removing such a seal should be a simple task.

Beyond that, the canonical texts documented some methods of breaking the seal. The Inu Immortal had discovered that disrupting the seal’s equilibrium was the key. If the Canine Clan’s flesh and blood cells grew strong enough, they might be able to break through it. To this end, the Inu Immortal had devised a method of physical reinforcement using natural chakra. However, this technique had its limits—if overused, the Canine Clan risked being overwhelmed by natural chakra, resulting in complete bestialization.

Seeing this, Ruofeng murmured, “I see… The strengthening that occurred last night was caused by natural chakra. No wonder it was both painful and effective. It was a reinforcement technique devised by the Inu Immortal. Unfortunately, excessive use of this method leads to bestialization.”

He shook his head, setting the tome aside, then turned his gaze toward the Ghost-faced Mastiff King. If the Mastiff King could regain his intelligence and continue to grow, surpassing even the likes of Wen Tai would not be difficult. After all, between dogs and toads, toads were inherently weaker. Even snakes could not compare—some gaps in innate racial potential were simply insurmountable.

Ruofeng patted the Mastiff King’s head. “Do not worry… You will soon regain your intelligence and continue growing stronger. Tomorrow, I will consult Jiu Kōnai to see if I can obtain a method to undo the seal. And even if I fail, I have another way—strengthening your chakra cells until you break through the seal on your own!”

Confidence filled his voice as he rose to his feet and left the cave.

Ruofeng was not speaking lightly—he meant every word. He still had several tons of magical beast meat. This meat, capable of enhancing a human’s physique, would naturally work on the Canine Clan as well. If their bodies grew stronger, their cells would strengthen, increasing the likelihood of breaking the seal. Additionally, Ruofeng had another resource—the Foundation Building Spirit Liquid, which could also fortify the body. However, he remained hesitant to use it. Without a proper understanding of its effects, he feared its volatile energy could do more harm than good. Lacking medical ninjutsu, he dared not experiment recklessly.

Before long, Ruofeng arrived at a location within Beast King Mountain.

“Woof! Woof! Woof!”

The Ghost-faced Mastiff King barked, prompting Ruofeng to smile. “Oh… so this is the useless wasteland of Beast King Mountain?”

Through their psychic contract, Ruofeng understood the Mastiff King’s meaning. The barren land before them was an abandoned area—perfect for his needs.

“Let us use this place!” Ruofeng declared. “All the useless trash—dump it all here!”

As his words fell, the sky above the wasteland distorted, and an enormous mass of garbage materialized in midair.

Boom! Boom!

Broken rocks, shattered wood, soil—piles of discarded debris rained down upon the barren land.

The trash from previous Earth realms had already been decomposed by the garbage station. Now, the refuse appearing before him belonged to the Tomb Raider world.

Boom! Another crash resounded as waste from the Doublestar World poured in. Most of it consisted of soil and broken wood.

Next came garbage from the Devouring Stars world. Ruofeng was more cautious with this batch, as that world’s setting was the remnants of a devastated Earth. Some of the steel salvaged from it might still prove useful. Even if he had no immediate use for it, he could forge weapons for the Canine Clan.

Chunks of steel were set aside separately, while the rest of the refuse fell onto the wasteland.

Ruofeng exhaled deeply. “Finally, the trash within the dump station has been taken care of. It is clean once more.”

Closing the dump station, the distorted space vanished. Ruofeng gazed at the towering heaps of waste before turning to the Ghost-faced Mastiff King. “You head back first. I am going to get some rest. See you tomorrow.”

With those parting words, Ruofeng disappeared into a misty blur. The Ghost-faced Mastiff King watched him leave, then turned its gaze toward the mountain of garbage, its soulful eyes gleaming with an unspoken longing…