69novels Chapter 49 Sparks of Ideas
Chapter 49 Sparks of Ideas
Hiruzen Sarutobi picked up the documents on the table and read them carefully.
Mo Jingxian, once an outcast of the Uchiha clan, a fallen genius.
The document records his life in great detail, and even includes evaluations from Jiraiya and Orochimaru at the end.
The investigation was handled by Root, and Danzo personally entrusted it to him.
He hesitated for a moment, and then someone he hadn't been paying much attention to suddenly jumped out.
Whether it's Uchiha Sage or Mo Jingxian, a ninja without magnanimity is ultimately of limited value.
But it's different now.
Mo Jingxian made a move at the funeral, and the power of her Ice Release technique is still fresh in the Hokage's memory.
Others might not understand, but the Hokage, as a ninjutsu expert, fully recognized the value of this technique.
Instantaneous.
As is well known, the more powerful a ninjutsu is, the more complex its internal logic is.
The preparation time for a technique is determined by its structure.
In other words, the shorter the wind-up time of a ninjutsu, the greater its value.
Most so-called masters of ninjutsu rely on their proficiency to reduce a few hand seal steps, which is why they are called masters.
After all, in a battle between ninjas, a single second is enough to determine life or death.
Even if you are only a little bit faster than your enemy, your chances of survival will increase significantly.
Mo Jingxian's technique combines attack, control, and sealing, so its logical structure must be extremely complex, but he can cast it instantly.
Especially before the technique is activated, there is no trace of his presence, which even deceives the senses of everyone present, including himself.
To be honest, Hiruzen Sarutobi doesn't quite understand it.
You should know that Mo Jingxian is only nine years old this year, and he has only seen this kind of talent in Orochimaru before.
Do not!
Perhaps Mo Jingxian could do better, because he also has a unique eye technique that differs from the traditional Sharingan.
There are no records of those eyes, and their specific function is unknown.
There is very little information available at present, but what is certain is that it has the function of enhancing illusion magic, which was personally tested by the Eighth Generation.
As an elite ninja of the previous era, the Eighth Hokage's worth of experience as a litmus test is absolutely sufficient.
In fact, you don't need to know everything; just the tip of the iceberg is enough to attract everyone's attention.
Although Danzo lost his strategic vision, his eyesight still had its unique merits.
Those he targeted were all geniuses among geniuses, a fact that even Hiruzen Sarutobi had to admit.
Danzo's application to appoint a key figure was just rejected.
Now, the Hokage was troubled, unsure of where to place Mo Jingxian.
Perhaps we can try a different approach.
Hiruzen Sarutobi lit a pipe, and the pungent fumes circulated from his nasal cavity to his lungs.
As the smoke cleared, his thoughts gradually took shape.
Turn to the last section of the document again.
[Jiraiya: No signs have been found that Mo Jingxian will become a destroyer. Continue to observe.]
Hiruzen Sarutobi sighed helplessly. His disciple had been brainwashed by the toad and was now preoccupied with finding the Child of Prophecy.
Keep reading.
Orochimaru: He maintains a distance from everything in the world; he is inherently rebellious.
Orochimaru's assessment was quite fair; that was his impression of Mo Jingxian.
Previously, we could ignore it and let it fend for itself.
But now, as the Hokage, he has a duty to bring this genius boy with extreme ideas back on the right track.
"Kakashi."
Kakashi instantly appeared in front of the desk and knelt on one knee: "Your subordinate is here."
"Bring Mo Jingxian to see me."
"yes!"
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It is 1.5 meters long and made entirely of purple yew wood, with a white imperial coin at the end.
Adding chakra metal to key points, combined with chakra arrows, can achieve maximum destructive effect.
This bow has a draw weight of 120 pounds and a normal range of 150 meters, with a maximum range of 300 meters.
The master of "Ichitsu-chan" provided him with two bowstrings and five chakra arrows.
Mo Jingxian opened the bow case, took out the hard bow, and inside the case lay five chakra arrows that glowed with an eerie light.
There were two bags of ordinary iron arrows next to her, 100 arrows in each bag, enough for Ayako Hyuga to use in battle.
He handed the bow to the girl: "Try it."
"It's so heavy." Ayako's arm, which was taking the bow, sank slightly. "Then I'll try."
White eye activated.
A target 90 meters away is no different from one right in front of you.
"Buzz!"
The bowstring snapped back rapidly, and the arrow, like a shooting star, hit the bullseye in the blink of an eye.
"Your clan are simply born archers," Mo Jingxian remarked, then suggested, "Let's see its maximum power."
The vacation time flew by, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
This morning, the two retrieved the custom-made bows and arrows and immediately went to a secluded training ground to test them.
The effect was good; the Hyuga clan's Byakugan, combined with ranged weapons, fully utilized their inherent advantages.
Ayako Hinata picked up an arrow from the bow case and nocked it onto the bowstring.
Chakra was channeled from his palm to the weapon.
The bowstring begins to tighten, and each pull back requires more effort.
Gradually.
The arrow began to glow with the light of chakra, a sign of energy overflow.
The longbow curved into a full moon, and Ayako's gaze locked onto a large tree outside the training ground.
The distance between the two is estimated to be about 200 meters.
Ayako let go.
"Boom!"
The bowstring vibrated, echoing through the surrounding space.
The arrow, gleaming white, streaked through the air like a streak of lightning, far exceeding the resolution of the ordinary eye.
Then a series of "puff puff" sounds came from afar, startling several roosting crows into flight.
"Go and take a look quickly."
Mo Jingxian took the lead, with Lingzi close behind.
When the two arrived at the location, they were stunned by what they saw.
The chakra arrow pierced through four trees thicker than a person and then embedded itself deeply into the fifth tree.
The hole left in the trunk, with cracks spreading outwards, indicates that the tree's internal structure has been severely damaged.
If this were to hit a person, it seems there would be no need to inject chakra to control it.
Mo Jingxian had miscalculated somewhat.
It wasn't a deviation; the effect was simply too good.
"Not bad." Mo Jingxian struggled to pull the arrow out. "Its destructive power is enough to threaten an elite Jonin."
Ayako held the chakra arrow with a pang of heartache, looking at the wear and tear on the arrowhead, estimating it could only be used twice more at most.
Mo Jingxian was amused by her mother-in-law's appearance and teased her:
"When I'm rich, I'll forge a bunch of chakra arrows, so you can shoot as many as you want."
"You little brat!"
His expression froze for a moment: "I said... could you please stop mimicking my way of speaking in the future? It doesn't feel right, it's too jarring."
"How does it feel?" Ayako raised an eyebrow and glanced at him sideways. "I think it's great."
"Fine, whatever makes you happy."
Mo Jingxian found a quiet place to sit down and continued to nurture the newly transformed elements of the day.
Now, he avoids using his chakra unless absolutely necessary, before all of it is converted into elements.
Keep it in a warm and nurturing state as much as possible.
Knowing his situation, Hinata Ayako chose to quietly familiarize herself with the new weapon.
After practicing for two hours, Ayako leaned closer to him and gestured, "There's a child who's been watching you. Do you know him?"
Mo Jingxian looked over.
"I know him, the genius of the Uchiha clan, Uchiha Shisui."
"So he's Shisui. I heard he's only five years old this year."
Mo Jingxian nodded.
As they were talking, Shisui walked towards the two of them.
"Uchiha Sage-senpai." Shisui approached the two, polite and respectful.
"Mo Jingxian," he gestured to the person beside him, "Sit down and talk. There's no need to be so tense."
He has now rediscovered his true self, and his personality is becoming increasingly similar to that of his past life.
He once only wanted to survive in this chaotic ninja world.
I still think that way now, but beyond that, it would be even better if we could create a paradise.
I can surf the internet when I have nothing to do, and maybe even grab some skewers late at night. It sounds wonderful.
Although it seems like a pipe dream right now, what if it comes true?
Uchiha Shisui was clearly taken aback; Mo Jingxian seemed to be different from the clan's assessment of him.
He hesitated for a moment, then leaned down and sat down beside the two of them.
"Speak," Mo Jingxian said, smiling at the little boy. "What do you want?"
"I don't understand." Shisui organized his thoughts. "The clan members all say you're a traitor, but you fought on the front lines to protect Konoha, so I think they're wrong."
Zhi Shui looked up at Mo Jingxian: "Can you tell me, who's in the wrong?"
He sighed inwardly; yet another kid with the mindset of the Naruto.
Under normal circumstances, shouldn't children this age be pestering their parents for candy?
There's nothing we can do about it; this is just like the ninja world.
"Before I answer you..." Mo Jingxian winked at Zhishui, "I have a question to ask first."
"Yes, go ahead and ask."
"If the five great ninja villages were to be destroyed tomorrow, and you had the ability to save one of them, which village would you choose to save?"
Without hesitation, Shisui blurted out, "Konoha."
After he finished speaking, he frowned, feeling a pang of reluctance.
Mo Jingxian smiled even more happily at Zhishui's behavior; he was a kind child.
"Let me ask you again, if that person were a Sand Village ninja, who do you think he would choose to save?"
Zhi Shui couldn't bring himself to say it, though he was unwilling, but the answer was already quite obvious.
"So," Mo Jingxian patted Xiao Zhishui's shoulder, "there's no right or wrong, it's just that we're standing on different sides and looking at things from different angles, don't you agree?"
Zhi Shui's little head felt a bit itchy as a lot of information was suddenly crammed in.
After thinking about it for a while, he finally felt that Mo Jingxian's words made sense.
"Then, Brother Xian," Zhi Shui's eyes were almost overflowing with curiosity, "how can people understand each other and stop wars from happening again?"
The change in address indicated Shisui's approval, but the child's problems were clearly beyond his years.
Mo Jingxian thought for a moment and explained in a language he could understand:
"This question is too big and too abstract."
How about we start by exploring the smaller aspects?
For example, between the two of us, what do you think of me as a person?
Zhi Shui thought for a moment and said, "I think Brother Xian is a very good person, not like what the people in the clan say. They are wrong."
"It's not a mistake, it's a matter of perspective, as I just said." Mo Jingxian pointed to the woods beside her: "Look... there are big trees, flowers, and wild grass. Although they are not the same species, they can coexist harmoniously in this world. Why can't humans do the same?"
Ayako glanced at Mo Jingxian and then at Zhishui, and understood his intention.
So she continued, "Because people have thoughts, some great and some evil, there are conflicts."
Shisui's eyes lit up: "Then, elder sister, how do you distinguish between good and evil thoughts?"
"Use one standard to measure this: Treat others as human beings, and treat yourself as a human being!"