"Alright, let's do it this way!"
Having made his decision, Seii began dealing with the captives in his hands.
Of course, he wouldn't just kill them all directly.
That would inevitably lead to a considerable waste.
Seii wouldn't be so extravagant.
Before killing these people, he would extract their ntal and physical energy one last ti, maximizing their remaining value.
For this, he spent more than two hours.
It wasn't that the locations where these people were held were far apart, but rather that his body had a limited capacity for chakra and couldn't extract too much at once.
To avoid waste, Seii could only pause midway and consu the excess chakra by practicing the Reflection Heart Technique.
That's why it took more than two hours.
By now, the Kumo-nin had already retreated.
As Seii had predicted, the Kumo-nin didn't have the Third Raikage act as a rearguard from the start.
Instead, they organized a portion of their forces to hold back the Iwa-nin on the last line of defense, while the rest, led by the Third Raikage, swiftly retreated.
By the ti Seii arrived at the battlefield, the fighting here was nearing its end. The Kumo-nin responsible for the rearguard had almost all been killed or wounded.
Correspondingly, only a small number of Iwa-nin remained here.
As for the rest, Seii glanced northwest. They had basically all gone to pursue the Kumo-nin's main force.
However, Seii wasn't in a hurry to chase after them imdiately. He had shadow clones keeping an eye on them, and when it was ti for him to move, the shadow clones would naturally inform him.
As for this side...
Seii looked at the Iwa-nin wounded being transported to the rear, sensing an opportunity.
If he could infiltrate Iwagakure's dical team, then these wounded would beco readily available 'chakra batteries'.
Not only that, he might even be able to take this chance to gain so proficiency in the Healing Technique, laying a foundation for learning more advanced dical ninjutsu in the future.
It was a win-win situation, and Seii couldn't help but be tempted.
After pondering for a long ti, he decided to give it a try.
With that in mind, Seii imdiately concealed his figure and moved towards the rear of the battlefield, where Iwagakure's dical ninja were concentrated.
Perhaps because of the victory at the front lines, the Iwa-nin's defenses here were sowhat lax. Seii managed to sneak in with a bit of effort.
Following a dical ninja into a tent, Seii suddenly spoke, "Hi!"
Moriki Ishi was startled by the sudden voice. He imdiately turned and jumped back, drawing his kunai while creating distance and looking at Seii.
However, what t his eyes was a pair of blood-red eyes.
The next mont, he fell into a genjutsu.
As his consciousness faded, Moriki Ishi struggled to utter three words, "Sharingan..."
"Hehe, the Sharingan is truly renowned!"
Hearing Moriki Ishi's last words, Seii, unsure whether it was mockery or joy, suddenly said this.
Thinking about the other tiline...
More than ten years later, after the Uchiha clan was annihilated, how many of the younger generation in the ninja world would still rember the prestige of the Sharingan?
And how much deterrence would Konoha lose because of it?
Shaking his head, Seii stopped dwelling on it.
He then began to guide Moriki Ishi to recall so basic information, such as his na, mission, and the personnel distribution within the camp.
Through this information, Seii quickly gained a comprehensive understanding of this temporary camp. He wouldn't risk exposure when he went out again.
So, Seii didn't linger any longer. He knocked Moriki Ishi unconscious, drained his chakra, and used the Transformation Technique to take on his appearance.
Just as Seii was about to leave, he hesitated, then returned to Moriki Ishi's side. His right hand ford a blade, and he swiftly struck Moriki Ishi's throat.
*Crack~*
A crisp sound of bone breaking echoed. Moriki Ishi's breathing was obstructed, his face flushed red. After struggling for a mont, he actually regained consciousness.
However, what greeted him was another genjutsu.
Moriki Ishi involuntarily closed his eyes, and then, in his sleep, he completely lost his life.
Looking at the corpse, Seii focused his mind, and a high-density chakra ball slowly ford in his right palm.
That's right, it was the Rasengan!
Seii pressed the Rasengan towards the ground. The mont the chakra ball in his palm touched the ground, it was like a hot knife through butter, silently 'digging' a large hole.
Seii threw Moriki Ishi's body into the hole, then filled it back up with soil and rocks, completing a very unprofessional attempt at destroying the evidence.
There was no other way. He hadn't learned any techniques for disposing of bodies, so he could only make do with a hasty burial.
This was still better than leaving it there, wasn't it?
Mumbling to himself, Seii didn't stay any longer and stepped out of the tent.
Based on Moriki Ishi's mory, he quickly arrived at the area where the wounded were being treated. Avoiding the Iwa-nin who were familiar with the original Moriki Ishi, Seii walked straight into a tent.
As soon as he entered, he slled a strong scent of blood.
Looking up, he saw several Iwa-nin Chunin lying on makeshift beds, occasionally letting out painful groans.
The bandages on their wounds were seeping blood, indicating they were seriously injured.
"dic!"
Seeing Seii approach, the Iwa-nin beca agitated.
Unlike Konoha, Iwagakure didn't have many dical ninja.
Most of them were in the village, and even those who were out were mostly with the main force. There were very few left here.
They had been worried that it would be a while before their turn, but unexpectedly, they saw a dical ninja so soon.
How could they not be excited?
However, seeing their state, Seii said coldly, "Don't move. I'll attend to you one by one."
With that, regardless of their reactions, he walked straight towards the nearest Iwa-nin.
"Thank you for your trouble!"
The Iwa-nin, seeing Seii approaching, politely thanked him despite the pain.
"Mm."
Seii nodded slightly, carefully inquired about his injuries, then reached out to unwrap the bandage on his waist, revealing a wound about an inch deep.
Confirming it was indeed an external injury, Seii secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
With his current half-baked skills, he could only heal external injuries.
Fortunately, the Kumo-nin weren't skilled in using poison, otherwise, it would be truly troubleso.
Quickly cleaning the wound, Seii began to perform the Healing Technique, accelerating cell division at the injury site.
A few minutes later, Seii withdrew his hand and said, "It's done."
Hearing this, the Iwa-nin looked down and saw that the wound had healed, although the surrounding skin looked a bit unusual.
There was also a slight lingering pain.
Before he could ask, Seii spoke, "Your wound has only initially healed. You need to rest for a few more days and avoid any strenuous activity during this ti."
"Thank you! Thank you so much!"
The Iwa-nin repeatedly expressed his gratitude.
"Mm."
Seii responded briefly and was about to move on to the next person.
But just then, he suddenly paused, turned his head, and looked at the Iwa-nin on the bed, seemingly wanting to say sothing. However, after opening his mouth a few tis, he didn't utter a word.
(End of Chapter)
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