manynovel Chapter 68: Another Chapter on the Front Lines
Chapter 68: Another Chapter on the Front Lines
The two spent most of the day getting the plans basically sorted out.
As the sun began to set, the two returned home.
Mo Jingxian went to the bedroom on the second floor.
I glanced at the bedside table and noticed a scroll on it.
He froze for a moment.
There was nothing there before I left, but now there's a scroll.
Moreover, the style of the scroll is different from the sealing scrolls he usually uses.
He glanced at the open window, lost in thought.
A few fishing flags were scattered on the rooftops across the street, fluttering in the wind.
Someone who can place a scroll on their desk in broad daylight must be very familiar with the Konoha environment.
Perhaps they were ninjas from Konoha.
But the fact that the people came to carry out their actions in broad daylight shows that they had no intention of hiding their activities.
Thinking about it that way, there shouldn't be any danger.
He reached out and unfurled the scroll; it was a summoning contract.
In the lower right corner of the contract, the three small characters "Mount Myoboku" were annotated in the ninja world's script.
Mo Jingxian smiled silently.
It seems I was overthinking things.
However, he did not sign immediately. Based on his existing memories, the so-called three holy sites seemed to be more than they appeared.
I have no idea what those charlatans want with me.
But he chose not to accept the challenge.
The reason is simple: he would not entrust his safety to a group of monsters he had never met before, until he had the ability to protect himself.
Yes, Mo Jingxian prefers to call the creatures in the three holy lands monsters.
It may be related to the fact that he still retains memories of his past life.
He treated it as a minor incident, sealed the contract into a scroll, threw it into the wardrobe, and then ignored it.
The sound from the first floor climbed up the stairs; Ayako was calling his name.
Mo Jingxian smugly looked in the mirror, and the person in the mirror had grown even taller.
He straightened his collar, pushed open the door, and went downstairs.
When I strolled down, Uchiha Shisui was already sitting on the sofa waiting for a while.
"When did you arrive?" Mo Jingxian opened the refrigerator and took out two bottles of drinks.
"Just arrived."
Shisui stood up and faced him.
"I told you... you don't need to be so formal."
During the conversation, Mo Jingxian thought for a moment and replaced a can of beverage in her hand with milk.
"Have you eaten?" Mo Jingxian sat down next to Zhishui and naturally placed the milk in his lap.
"Children who drink more milk will grow faster."
"I'm not a child anymore." Shisui was a little amused and exasperated. He was six years old today and had reached the peak of the Genin level.
Neither the elders in his clan nor the Hokage treated him like a child.
Only Mo Jingxian spoke to him in a tone that resembled that of an older brother.
He doesn't have an older brother, but this must be what his brother looks like.
Zhi Shui didn't dislike Mo Jingxian's tone of voice; on the contrary, she felt a bit close to him.
Perhaps it's because both of them are outliers in the Uchiha clan.
He thought so.
The two sat on the sofa and chatted for a while, with Mo Jingxian doing most of the asking questions.
He asked some interesting stories about the ninja academy, and answered a few of the questions raised by Shisui.
This child thinks too much.
Mo Jingxian felt that some things were better left unknown until one was old enough to have a strong enough moral compass to bear them.
In the original work, Shisui is a very obvious example: precociousness is bound to cause harm.
From the kitchen came Ayako's voice: "Shisui, are two bowls of miso noodles enough?"
"One bowl is enough," Zhishui replied.
After saying that, her face turned a little red, and she subconsciously agreed.
"One bowl isn't enough, look how thin you are," Ayako nagged. "I'll add an egg for you."
Perhaps they could see his predicament.
Mo Jingxian chuckled and patted Zhishui on the shoulder: "You need to work on your thick skin. Let me tell you a wise saying."
He leaned close to Zhishui's ear and whispered, "Those with thick skin enjoy the world first, understand?"
"Stop corrupting Zhi Shui from there, come inside with me and get your noodles."
Ayako brought over a plate and placed the oil dish, vinegar dish, and sesame paste on the table.
"I'll go help too." Shisui quickly got up.
After the three of them had a lively dinner, Zhishui happened to see a plaque hanging on the wall.
He read "Peach Blossom Spring" softly, and then saw a line of smaller characters below.
Treat others as human beings, and treat yourself as a human being.
Isn't this what Brother Xian once told me?
"Brother Xian," Zhi Shui asked, "what does the word 'Peach Blossom Spring' mean?"
"Oh, you mean this?" Mo Jingxian turned her head to look at her and said:
"A short story..."
He didn't hide anything and told Zhishui the story again, as well as the original intention of creating "Peach Blossom Spring".
Shisui's eyes lit up.
Isn't this the perfect world in his heart?
No one had ever described his dream so clearly before, and the flame in his heart burned fiercely.
The seeds have sprouted, and although the seedlings are still tender, their roots have already taken deep root in the ground.
"Brother Xian," Zhi Shui stood up and bowed solemnly, "Please allow me to join 'Peach Blossom Spring'."
Mo Jingxian glanced at Zhishui a few times, her expression less playful.
"Peach Blossom Spring welcomes anyone with a dream, but..." There were some things he needed to make clear to Zhishui beforehand:
"You should know that this is a road with no end in sight, and I will not go into too much detail about the difficulties and dangers along the way."
Perhaps it is because of this dream that one day you will become an enemy of the world.
The logic is clear: no one is willing to peacefully relinquish their interests, so conflict is inevitable.
Mo Jingxian paused for a moment, meeting Zhi Shuiyi's gaze:
"A road with no end in sight, almost antagonistic to the world, with the constant threat of death, and the more likely scenario of dog poop being thrown on your grave—would you still join?"
"I'll join," Shisui answered without hesitation.
"Think carefully before you answer." Mo Jingxian pointed to the plaque:
"It can be a joke, or it can be a belief."
If you're going to take this seriously, you should be mentally prepared for this:
From this day forward, your sword will only be used to cut through obstacles for your dreams; wherever your blade points, there will be enemies and your own people.
"Even if it were anyone, would you have the courage to draw your knife?"
"I..." Uchiha Shisui swallowed back what he was about to say, as if he had thought of something.
His eyes held determination, struggle, and something else that was hard to decipher.
Mo Jingxian had never seen such complex emotions in the eyes of a six-year-old child.
People's assessment of the Uchiha clan is accurate; their love and hate... are both incredibly intense.
Gradually.
Shisui's eyes were replaced by two tomoe, which spun rapidly around his pupils, and a pair of brand-new Sharingan were born before him.
Moreover, it opens with two magatama.
"Oh my god!" Mo Jingxian's eyes widened:
"What kind of logic is this... that chatting can open your eyes?"
Ignoring Mo Jingxian's startled reaction, Uchiha Shisui finally understood his own heart and said, word by word, "I know what to do. Please allow me to join you."
Shisui used the Sharingan with two tomoe as a stepping stone, what more needs to be said?
There is no stronger faith than this.
From this moment on, the "Peach Blossom Spring" organization welcomed its third member.
Under the same faith, people naturally have a sense of closeness with each other, and the restraint that had always existed in Shisui disappeared.
He kept pestering Mo Jingxian and Lingzi with questions, behaving like a real six-year-old child.
To be honest, this "Peach Blossom Spring" organization has only established one goal; it hasn't done anything else yet.
In Mo Jingxian's words, we must first have the strength to protect ourselves before we can talk about anything else.
A building without a solid foundation is just a castle in the air; it will collapse with the slightest push.
For now, the three are focused on increasing their strength and waiting for the right opportunity to let the kunai fly for a while longer.
When Zhi Shui left, Mo Jingxian gave him a combination of three runes: "Speed", "Concealment", and "Confuse".
These three techniques involve nine basic runes, enough for him to practice for a while.
Mo Jingxian believed in Zhishui's talent and was certain that he would reach heights that were not achieved in the original work.
As for his tragic fate...
Now that I'm here, I won't let that happen.
"That's wonderful," Ayako Hinata exclaimed. "Having your dreams recognized brings you one step closer to your goal, doesn't it?"
"You will not be alone on the path of life." Mo Jingxian nodded: "Take it one step at a time, and one day you will meet your dream."
"Now... hurry up and pack your things, we have to leave the day after tomorrow."
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"The fourth group will collectively use Wind Release ninjutsu to attack the enemy."
The information popped into my head; it was a secret technique of the Zhongshan clan that allowed me to transmit information directly into my teammates' minds.
This skill's impact is amplified infinitely on the battlefield.
The individual ninjas of the Nakayama clan acted like routers, organizing the previously independent Konoha ninjas.
The orders were passed down through the ranks and finally reached the commander-in-chief, Nara Shikaku.
Shikaku can adjust his strategy at any time based on the battlefield situation.
It was precisely because of this advantage that he was able to keep the Sand Ninja, whose numbers were more than twice that of the Konoha Ninja, outside the camp for two months.
Konoha's strength is reflected in every aspect, and cannot be represented by just one or two powerful clans.
In Mo Jingxian's words—what's most important in the ninja world during wartime? Talent!
The commander-in-chief's orders were transmitted back along the original route, and every move of the Konoha ninjas was measured and controlled.
Information can be exchanged in just a few breaths.
The role and importance of the Zhongshan clan on the battlefield far exceeded that of so-called powerful families.
Konoha's talent pool is so comprehensive it's outrageous.
One side communicates by shouting, while the other side has already entered the Internet age. How can they compare?
Mo Jingxian made a few hand seals in a perfunctory manner, and then released the spell with his teammates: "Wind Release: Large Air Bullet".
The Sand Ninja on the other side were prepared and immediately followed up with a counterattack after blocking the attack.
Mo Jingxian's fourth squad retreated urgently, and their position was taken over by the fire-breathing squad behind them.
A barrage of "Great Fireball Technique" slammed into the Sand Ninja, and the two sides' collective ninjutsu collided.
Meanwhile, Mo Jingxian's fourth group had already prepared a second ninjutsu during the retreat.
"Wind Release: Great Breakthrough" arrived on the battlefield immediately following the ninjutsu released by the front-line comrades.
Fueled by the wind, the fireball suddenly grew several times larger, and the temperature also rose sharply.
Not only did it break the enemy's ninjutsu, it also swallowed several of the enemy's ninjas in one go.
This immediately disrupted the rhythm of the Sand Ninja's attack.
With a gap torn in the enemy's ranks, the Konoha commanders certainly wouldn't let go of the opportunity to expand their gains.
"Fourth group advance 200 meters, free attack..."