chsdbacks Chapter 125: Creating Death!
Chapter 125: Creating Death!
It's not that Wanji doesn't trust Kaguya.
But from beginning to end
Wanci never intended for Kaguya to stay permanently.
Once all the necessary tasks were completed, he would send her back to where she was, never intending to keep her by his side.
As for Kaguya's suggestion to go into business, Manji had absolutely no interest in it.
Wanci has no interest in money.
Any ancient artifact treasured on Mount Myōboku could fetch tens of millions of dollars at auction if it ended up in the mortal world; money was nothing but a useless mundane thing to him.
In fact, if Wan Ci were to study it seriously, he might even be able to create alchemy directly using immortal techniques.
"However, with the increasing number of toads and White Zetsu on Mount Myōboku, a complete monetary system is indeed needed to stabilize the overall operation of the mountain..."
Ten thousand times, fingertips gently twirling, a slight murmur...
I really need a "money manager".
Moreover, the world does indeed need an invisible force of capital.
In recent years, humanity has defied the heavens, gradually slipping out of control and attempting to rebel against its own will.
This is not surprising.
Because of repeated disregard, human faith has plummeted.
Have I really become heartless?
He muttered to himself ten thousand times.
Perhaps it really has been too long.
So long ago, Wanci forgot that before he became an immortal, he was just a farmer's child.
But upon further reflection
Trivial matters are ultimately trivial; improving one's own strength is the most important thing right now, so I immediately put this matter aside for the time being.
With a flash, Manji returned directly to the main hall of Mount Myōboku.
He looked up at the dome of the main hall and raised his hand in a gesture!
The Six Paths Sword, which had been hanging there for years, fell into his palm.
He focused his mind and exerted his strength countless times, trying to extract power from the sword. In just a moment, a wisp of pure Yin-Yang Escape power was successfully extracted.
"Although the quantity is very small, it is enough for our current use."
Wan Ci understood this perfectly. He dared not extract too much power, for if the extracted power exceeded the limit, the essence of the Six Paths Sword would collapse directly.
If the Six Paths Sword collapses then, it will be a loss that outweighs the gains.
Immediately, he mobilized the surging dragon vein power within his body, along with the immense Sage Chakra, and slowly merged it with the Yin-Yang Release power in his hand.
"The Pure Land cannot be created out of thin air, but shaping a Grim Reaper is not a difficult task..."
He focused intently on manipulating the three powers, causing them to merge continuously. The chakra fluctuations around him grew increasingly intense, and the void trembled slightly.
In a short while, a tall, illusory figure slowly materialized in front of him!
That was none other than the Grim Reaper summoned by the Reaper Death Seal in the Naruto world!
"good!"
Wanci slowly withdrew his power, his gaze falling on the unconscious phantom of the Grim Reaper before him, a look of satisfaction in his eyes.
The phantom of Death slowly stretched out its body, and a faint light gradually lit up in its empty eye sockets, its pupils slowly taking shape.
Death remained silent for several seconds, and his own consciousness slowly awakened and took shape deep within his soul, finally gaining complete self-awareness.
Death raised his eyes and looked at Wanci before him.
At the moment of his creation, Wanci had already imprinted an inviolable fundamental rule deep within his soul!
"A thousand commands are supreme; their priority overrides everything else!"
"Owner."
Death, with the dagger in its mouth, the ancient beaded string hanging from its chest swaying slightly, bowed slightly, bowing respectfully to Wanci.
Wanci stood with his hands behind his back in front of him, a faint smile playing on his lips: "No need for formalities."
The power of this Shinigami was a replica of the power of his own Rinnegan.
His Rinnegan was born with the ability to strip away and control souls, and at this moment, this ability was perfectly replicated onto the Shinigami.
"But you have only just been born, and your power is still weak. If you were to face an extremely powerful soul, could you successfully devour it?"
Wanci slowly opened his mouth and asked in a calm tone.
Death paused slightly, then asked hesitantly, "May I ask, Master, what level of soul do you possess?"
Wanci remained silent, his fingertips twitching slightly.
A gentle power enveloped a sleeping soul, and slowly it emerged—it was the soul of Hagoromo Otsutsuki.
"How about this one?"
He asked the question ten thousand times.
Death stared for a moment, then solemnly shook his head.
Upon seeing this, he summoned the souls of Indra and Asura in turn.
"What about this one?"
"no."
But Death still slowly shook his head. Clearly, with his current power, he was simply unable to devour a powerful soul of this level.
He nodded slightly each time, understanding dawning on his mind.
It seems that the Grim Reaper has just been born and has not yet reached the full power of the original legend. He is not omnipotent and can seal whoever he wants.
"Master, as long as you release me and let me harvest enough souls, my power will gradually grow stronger."
"Death said in a deep voice."
Wan chuckled softly, his tone calm yet carrying an undeniable authority: "That's exactly what I intend to do, but I will not allow you to indiscriminately kill and devour innocent souls."
Death nodded, respectfully awaiting the arrangements made ten thousand times.
"But I can let you legally kill innocent people indiscriminately... I'm free to do as I please."
I've looked at Death countless times.
He casually took out a blank scroll and quickly and steadily put the Grim Reaper into it.
"The Grim Reaper who sealed away the corpse demons was actually created by my own hands."
With a sigh, Death has been dealt with; now it's time for the Pure Land.
"However, let's make arrangements for Death first."
Ten thousand body shifts
They went straight to the southeast of the main continent.
Whirlpool Island, in the southeastern sea area.
Upon arrival, a deafening roar of battle cries assaulted the senses. The sounds of chakra explosions and ninjutsu clashing mingled together, engulfing the entire sea in flames of war.
A fierce battle for control of the island is raging here, between the Uzumaki clan and the Hozuki clan.
"It seems there's war going on everywhere in the ninja world..."
Hanging in mid-air for thousands of years, gazing at the endless battlefield below, he sighed softly.
In the past, his attention was mostly focused on the constantly strife between the Uchiha and Senju clans, and he rarely paid attention to the conflicts between other ninja clans.
However, Fukasaku and Black Zetsu are probably more concerned about the situation of these ninja clans.
With a thought, Wanci was enveloped in a faint aura of chakra, and his form instantly transformed into an old man with a heavy cloak and white hair and beard.
It seemed like he had thought of something.
So, ten thousand times a meal
He silently gave Death another command.
That is, if someone who uses the Reaper Death Seal wants to activate it, the price is that they themselves will also be harvested by the Grim Reaper.
"Next, we need to find the right person."
Wanci decided to entrust the sealing of the corpse demons to the Uzumaki clan.
The Uzumaki clan will definitely use such a terrifying ninjutsu once they obtain it.
At that time, Death can take the opportunity to harvest souls and strengthen itself.
After a century of stagnation, the Grim Reaper will definitely be able to seal the Tailed Beasts.