Naruto: Assassinating Minato Namikaze at the Start

Chapter 92 Before the Battle

"Eliminate all the bandits." Mo Jingxian left his mark on the mission scroll:

"Leave no one alive, go."

The four of them stood at the foot of the hill, the hilltop being the lair of this bandit gang.

During the Fourth Shinobi World War, when Konoha was preoccupied with its own problems, bandits and robbers sprang up like mushrooms after rain.

This severely impacted the lives of ordinary people and threatened business opportunities.

Asma rubbed his hands together, pacing back and forth in small steps.

He'd been cooped up for a month, and he was so tired of doing D-level missions that he felt like throwing up.

"Yes."

After three somewhat cheerful replies, the greenhorns couldn't wait to head towards the mountaintop.

There is only one path leading to the top of this small hill.

Surrounded by cliffs on three sides and with numerous hidden sentries, it is a stronghold that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

However, none of this could stop the ninja.

What seems like an insurmountable chasm to ordinary people is just a matter of jumping a few more times for ninjas with extraordinary powers.

The three have grown rapidly recently, and their strength has improved significantly. They quickly eliminated the hidden sentries scattered in the mountains.

Mo Jingxian floated in mid-air, showing no intention of making a move.

His mastery of light and heavy rocks has improved, allowing him to stay airborne temporarily, though he still cannot fly as freely as Onoki.

This is thanks to the development of basic runes; given enough time, it's not a problem.

The three-person team worked together seamlessly, and in no time at all, they had eliminated most of the hidden sentries.

He diverted some of his attention to the panel.

Perhaps it's because the body is entering a period of rapid growth.

The "Life" attribute, which used to take two or three months to grow a little, now grows a little in just one month.

This is a good thing.

The growth of "sexual" attributes hasn't changed; perhaps it's just not the right time yet.

I accumulated 2644 reputation points, most of which were gained in battles against the Sand Ninja.

However, there are currently no items worth trading.

No rush, reputation points won't depreciate, and they can even be a lifesaver in critical moments.

Mo Jingxian flew a little higher, and the three team members had already reached the gate of the bandit stronghold.

Very good, they can be considered ninjas now.

He glanced at the scene, keeping an eye on the squad's battle while assessing his own situation.

First, the element conversion is 90% complete, and if everything goes smoothly, it should be fully completed in twenty days.

He didn't know what would happen then, but he was really looking forward to it.

Elements are the underlying logic of this world, and are more deeply connected to the rules of the ninja world.

Although we don't know what will happen, we can be sure that our strength will grow by leaps and bounds.

Secondly... I received the interstitial cells a month ago, and after the elemental transformation was completed, I attempted transplantation.

The sealing technique has been researched and its structure is stable, which can be considered as adding an extra layer of protection for Hashirama's cells.

After handing over the basic rune research to Zhishui, his current research focus is on spatial runes.

The spatial principles of the entrance to the Argan Cave have not been fully understood, or rather, only a superficial understanding has been grasped.

This journey will take decades, but it will be worth it.

Thinking of that terrifying spatial rift, Mo Jingxian drooled with envy.

He lacks powerful ninjutsu, so even with strong defenses, he is helpless against large creatures.

It's not that he can't learn it, but rather that the energy itself limits him.

Even after the elemental transformation is complete, the total amount of his extraordinary power will not be too much.

Ninjutsu that requires a large amount of chakra to be used at once is not suitable for him.

That's why they set their sights on the attack effects of spatial rifts.

Shouts and shouts came from below, and the bandit's lair suddenly became lively.

Mo Jingxian looked over and saw that three new ninjas had been discovered.

"Someone's attacking! Follow me!"

"Go quickly and inform the leader..."

The large group of bandits surrounded them, shouting as they approached.

Asma charged into the bandit group like a wild horse.

The kunai fly about, swiftly reaping lives.

"It's a ninja... Boss, help!"

The bandits began to panic, running around like headless flies.

Hmph! A bunch of rabble.

Asma had no intention of letting them go. He moved among the bandits, and wherever he went, the bandits clutched their necks and fell down.

"stop!"

The bandit leader came running from afar.

Before the person even got close, a thousand ninjutsu were released from one hand, covering an area of ​​more than ten meters across the battlefield.

After a month of hellish training by Mo Jingxian, this level of attack was naturally no match for Asuma.

He activated his Instantaneous Movement Technique and easily dodged the attack range.

The bandit leader failed to hit Asuma, but instead shot down a group of ordinary bandits who couldn't dodge in time.

"Ninja!"

Asma was overjoyed at the sight of the hunt, but he never expected to have an unexpected gain.

But the next second, his face fell.

The tip of the dagger pierced through the bandit leader's chest.

The leader's eyes widened.

As the leader, dying so casually wasn't glorious enough.

"puff".

The dagger was sheathed, and blood splattered.

Uchiha Shisui disappeared again.

However, the bandits in the surrounding area started to have bad luck. They didn't even see a shadow of the enemy, and people began to die inexplicably.

"Run!"

A certain bandit leader was terrified.

He instinctively shouted something and turned to run away.

Strangely, after running only a few steps, he stood there motionless.

Kurenai Yuhi cut off the man's head as if picking a peach.

Asuma secretly competed with Shisui, calculating the number of enemies he would kill.

It must be admitted that Shisui's sword-wielding movements seemed to have been honed through countless trials, and his efficiency was indeed superior to his own.

The bandits were thrown into chaos and rushed out of their stronghold like madmen, running down the mountain.

When they gather, they resemble a swarm of flies; when they disperse, they buzz all over the sky.

Asuma didn't hesitate for even half a second before charging towards the largest group of bandits, carrying a kunai.

Mo Jingxian floated in mid-air, taking in the entire scene below.

However, he has no intention of making a move.

He was just leading the team of Jonin, not a babysitter. Everyone has to walk their own path to growth.

There were probably only a few dozen bandits left, who fled in all directions.

Although the three were ninjas, cleaning them all up was no easy task.

Mo Jingxian wanted to see what level these three were capable of.

Half an hour later, most of the fleeing bandits were captured and killed.

But three others ran down the mountain and disappeared into the dense jungle.

Asuma and his two companions had not given up and continued their relentless pursuit, following the trail left by the bandits.

The knowledge gained from the Ninja Academy came in handy; by examining the traces, they quickly located the first bandit.

Another half hour passed.

The second bandit was pulled out from underwater.

They wanted to play hide-and-seek with the ninjas, thinking they could fool them with a bamboo tube.

The consequence of information asymmetry is that one can easily lose their life.

There was only one left. The three of them exchanged a glance and followed the trail.

Eliminating the first two bandits was a waste of time; the last one had already run far away.

However, it was of little use; the traces he left behind were more obvious than road signs to a well-trained ninja.

Soon, the group found the bandit in a semi-abandoned village.

Asma kicked the broken wooden door open and stepped into the dimly lit mud house.

Kurenai and Shisui followed them inside, but what they saw stunned them.

A woman was lying on the only earthen bed in the house.

The woman had half her hair down, and the other half covered her face, making it impossible to tell her age.

He had a few tattered pieces of cloth draped over his body, and his cheekbones and collarbones protruded.

If you didn't see her chest rising and falling slightly, you'd think she was dead.

The bandit sat slumped on the edge of the earthen bed, disheveled and filthy, holding a two-year-old child in his arms.

When the children came in, the child stopped crying and instead rested his head on his father's chest with drooping eyelids.

The bandit trembled as he stretched out his hand and opened his palm.

There was only some coarse wheat mixed with soil in my palm.

Asuma took a step forward and raised his kunai.

He gritted his teeth, but couldn't bring himself to stab.

He knew perfectly well that the bandits deserved to die, but he couldn't control himself.

The image of a dying peasant woman, a mentally challenged child, and a heartless bandit is awkward no matter how you look at it.

Asma raised his arm three times in total.

With a final stomp of his foot, he turned and left the house: "Zhishui, come here."

For the first time, Uchiha Shisui had the urge to strangle someone.

He put away his weapons and, together with Red, followed Asma outside.

Mo Jingxian saw all of this but made no comment.

"Are you done?"

No one spoke; even Asuma's nod was hesitant.

Mo Jingxian smiled and said, "I'll go back and turn in the task after I'm done."

As he spoke, he was the first to turn and leave.

Unlike when they came, the youthful exuberance was gone on the return journey; they all fell silent.

Asuma glanced up at the figure in front of him, opening his mouth several times only to hold it back.

They walked silently for a distance.

Asma felt as if a wet cotton ball was stuck in his chest, and he felt increasingly suffocated.

"team leader."

"Speak your mind." Mo Jingxian didn't turn her head as usual.

Taking a deep breath, Asuma resolutely asked, "What do you think I did...?"

After hesitating for a few seconds, he asked, "Do you think what I did was right or wrong?"

"right."

Mo Jingxian's affirmation was unwavering, and Asma breathed a sigh of relief, feeling the wet cotton being hooked out.

He then asked, "What if... I had just killed the bandits?"

"That's true."

Asma paused, clearly taken aback by the answer.

He quickened his pace and caught up with Mo Jingxian ahead.

Shisui and Kurenai followed quietly, without saying a word to disturb the two.

"How can they all be correct?"

"Why can't they all be right?"

Asma could understand Mo Jingxian's meaning, but it conflicted with the concepts he usually received.

So he felt a little awkward.

After thinking about it for a while, I still couldn't convince myself: "How could that be?"

Mo Jingxian stopped, and the other three followed suit.

He stared at Asma for a long time, scrutinizing her: "You want to know?"

Asma nodded vigorously; he desperately wanted to know, otherwise his thoughts would be difficult to process.

Mo Jingxian then turned to the other two: "Where are you two?"

Yuhi Hong expressed that she also wanted to hear Mo Jingxian's opinion.

Zhi Shui said, "If possible... Brother Xian, please tell me about it."

"Okay." Mo Jingxian found a place to sit down, and the three team members sat down next to him.

Seeing the group staring intently at him, Mo Jingxian smiled and said:

"No need to be so serious, we're just having a casual chat."

Next, he shared his opinion.

"As we all know, everything in this world is divided into yin and yang."

Let's analyze the problem from this perspective.

Zhi Shui's eyes flashed; he had never thought of this angle before, and it sounded novel.

The topic of Mo Jingxian continues.

"It's actually quite simple." He shrugged.

"You think... since there is yin and yang, there is right and wrong in things."

In fact, whatever Asma chooses to do is right.

If he's not wrong, then who is?