Inside the deserted village, Qingming's thoughts raced for a long time before he finally collected his mind.
Then, he clenched his hand, crushing the swirling wind chakra he had been concentrating on.
While he intended to create a wind-based flying ninjutsu, it wasn't the right time for that.
There were two reasons for this: first, the timing wasn't suitable.
At this moment, obtaining the Kusanagi Sword from the leader of the Craft Ninja Village was the most important thing; everything else could be postponed.
Second, his current foundation was still insufficient.
Even though he seemed to have "created" an A-rank ninjutsu and an S-rank ninjutsu, both the "Spiral Sphere" and "Wind Release: Spiraling Shuriken" were based on a solid theoretical foundation.
Strictly speaking, they couldn't be considered his true creations.
Creating a new ninjutsu from scratch was not a simple task. Even geniuses like Minato Namikaze spent three years developing the "Spiral Sphere," thanks to Jiraiya's assistance.
If he had to do it alone, it might have taken even longer.
This illustrates just how challenging it is to conceive and create a ninjutsu from nothing.
Qingming's advantage over them likely stemmed from the assistance of the proficiency panel.
At that point, he could easily form a prototype of a ninjutsu, and as long as it was recognized by the panel, he could use the power of proficiency to continuously refine it until he perfected it.
This would undoubtedly save him a lot of trouble.
Even so, creating a new ninjutsu from scratch would take more than just a day.
So, he decided not to dwell on this idea any longer.
Suppressing that thought for now, Qingming focused and began to rest quietly, closing his eyes.
Time passed, minute by minute.
Before long, the sun began to set.
Noticing that evening was approaching, Qingming decided it was time to move. After confirming his direction, he set off toward the location where the leader of the Craft Ninja Village was hiding.
A few hours later, night fell, and Qingming, weary from his journey, arrived at a small town.
From a distance, he could see that the town seemed peaceful, with smoke rising from nearly every home, as if it hadn't been affected by the war at all.
Qingming chose not to enter recklessly. Since the place had been discovered by those ninja cats, it might also have come into the sight of other ninja villages.
He didn't want to attract unnecessary attention, so it was best to avoid being noticed.
With this thought in mind, Qingming formed hand seals and used the Transformation Technique to disguise himself as an ordinary person before walking into the town.
He wasted no time wandering around; his goal was clear as he headed straight for a small courtyard in the town.
As he approached the courtyard, Qingming suddenly halted.
There were several ninjas, in his perception, who seemed to be monitoring the area.
Qingming pondered for a moment, then, maintaining his ordinary appearance, he approached the courtyard.
Knock, knock, knock~ He knocked on the door.
However, no one answered.
Qingming paused, extending his perception and failing to detect any living presence inside.
"Not home?"
He murmured, showing no hesitation as he leaped onto the courtyard wall.
In an instant, Qingming felt the weight of several gazes fixed on him.
Clearly, his unusual behavior had attracted the attention of those watching from the shadows.
However, from his perception, those individuals did not approach.
Confirming this, Qingming let out a quiet sigh of relief, thinking, "I guessed right; excellent!"
Previously, he had speculated that since those individuals chose to monitor the area, they wouldn't act hastily. Now, seeing the evidence, it seemed he was correct!
They likely believed that even if he had ulterior motives, he wouldn't easily capture the leader of the Craft Ninja Village.
After all, he was the leader of a village; even if it was just a small ninja village, his strength could not be underestimated.
Thus, they could afford to watch and wait.
Unfortunately, they could never have imagined that Qingming was confident he could seize the opportunity in an instant.
And this was one of Qingming's calculated risks.
Now, it appeared he had made the right gamble; those people had indeed not taken action.
Since that was the case, he could proceed with his plan.
With that thought in mind, Qingming quickly jumped down from the courtyard wall, searched the area briefly, and entered the main bedroom.
The room was very ordinary. After taking a quick look around, Qingming nodded in acknowledgment upon confirming there were recent signs of use on the bedding.
This indicated that the leader of the Craft Ninja Village still resided here, just temporarily absent.
After carefully avoiding several traps, Qingming suppressed his presence, hiding in a corner of the room, quietly awaiting the leader's return.
As night deepened,
Creak~
Uncertain of how much time had passed,
Suddenly, the sound of the courtyard door being pushed open reached his ears.
Qingming immediately heightened his senses, listening intently to the movements outside.
First, there was the sound of footsteps, followed by the sound of washing up. Then, the individual lingered in the courtyard for a while before finally returning to the bedroom.
"Who's there?"
As soon as he entered the bedroom, the leader of the Craft Ninja Village sensed something was off. He called out and immediately threw several shuriken.
From the corner of the room, a shadow darted out, easily evading the shuriken.
The leader of the Craft Ninja Village focused his gaze and exclaimed, "Sharingan?! A Uchiha ninja?"
With no time to think, he swiftly drew the long knife from his waist, infusing it with chakra to make it emit a sharp aura.
Then, he swung it, aiming directly at the intruder's neck.
The intruder reacted swiftly, dodging the attack just in time.
However, relying on the sharpness of his long knife, the leader of the Craft Ninja Village did not retreat but launched a series of relentless attacks.
In an instant, the intruder could only passively evade.
Yet, as was often the case, a defensive stance could lead to a loss. After dodging more than a dozen strikes, the intruder found themselves caught off guard and was swiftly decapitated by the leader's blade.
Seeing this, the leader of the Craft Ninja Village was about to breathe a sigh of relief when suddenly, he felt a blur in front of him.
He was still standing there, his hands empty, with the long knife still sheathed at his waist.
It seemed everything that had just happened had been an illusion!
The only difference was that standing before him now was a Uchiha ninja.
As he swept his gaze over the intruder's Sharingan, the leader of the Craft Ninja Village realized that he must have fallen victim to an illusion the moment he had seen the other's Sharingan.
Everything that had just occurred was indeed just a figment of his imagination.
"You—"
The leader of the Craft Ninja Village opened his mouth to say something but suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest.
Looking down, he saw a kunai embedded in his heart.
Poof~ A mouthful of blood sprayed from the leader of the Craft Ninja Village.
Qingming leaned slightly to the side, avoiding the splatter of blood.
Clutching his chest, the leader of the Craft Ninja Village staggered back two steps before ultimately collapsing at the door.
Soon, he lost all signs of life.
Qingming stepped forward and unbuckled the scabbard from his waist.
Swish~ He drew the long knife, feeling a silky sharpness emanating from it as he infused it with a bit of chakra.
Instantly, he was struck by an extraordinary smoothness.
As Qingming caressed the long knife, he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, "No wonder this weapon is rare throughout the ninja world; its chakra conduction efficiency is truly remarkable!"
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