Chapter 438: I Would Like to Call You the Strongest Fire Style User
A burst of golden light nearly blinded Madara’s wide eyes.
Boom!
The fire bullet shot forward with explosive speed, colliding with Susanoo’s chakra.
The intense heat erupted and spread, tearing through and lting all the chakra in its path.
Madara could only watch as the bullet burned a small, circular hole into Susanoo’s head.
Imdiately after, the bullet reached him.
Then, flas surged.
Rumble!
At that mont, flas poured endlessly across Susanoo’s head.
The hard purple chakra head of Susanoo expanded, its rigid structure preventing an imdiate burst.
However, this hardness beca a constraint.
Unable to vent promptly, the flas trapped inside intensified, engulfing Madara in an even more explosive blaze.
Rumble!
Whether Madara, swallowed by the fire, realized his predicant or sustained grave injuries remained unclear.
His Susanoo vanished abruptly, and a Great Fireball, tens of ters wide, blood in mid-air.
Kai had already reached a nearby cliff by this ti.
He gazed at the radiant Great Fireball and twirled the fiery red chakra gun in his hand twice, blowing a wisp of smoke from the muzzle.
He then slid it into a holster that had appeared on his waist, the entire sequence of movents was fluid and seamless.
With a spark of amusent, he wondered if Madara would leap out and declare, "I would like to call you the strongest Fire Style User!"
In truth, Kai’s Fire Style was exceedingly complex.
It demanded precise chakra control, a skill not everyone could master.
Beyond the Nature Transformation required to form the chakra gun and the substantial chakra it consud, maintaining the bullet’s stability inside the gun to prevent premature detonation was a challenge.
Once fired, keeping the bullet stable after leaving the barrel grew even more difficult.
For anyone attempting this ninjutsu, it risked becoming an unstable explosive technique.
Thus, this ninjutsu carried significant limitations.
Tap, tap, tap!
As the firelight gradually faded, Kai walked toward the ruins.
There, Madara stood, gripping a large fan, white on the inside and black on the outside.
Gunbai was a versatile tool, capable of swiftly condensing chakra into a reliable rebound artifact.
Though Madara’s hair was slightly singed, he appeared unscathed otherwise.
Seeing him, Kai teased, "Poor Madara! Stop dancing, or your hair will catch fire completely."
"Enough nonsense," Madara retorted.
"The real battle has just begun!!"
His voice carried a steady, commanding presence.
Kai stifled a laugh at Madara’s cryptic, authoritative response.
With his singed hair, Madara looked faintly comical delivering such a line.
"As you wish!"
"Dance to your heart’s content, Madara. I’ll preserve your dance moves."
At Kai’s words, Madara’s face darkened, tinged with red.
This man truly thought he was a dancer! Fool!!
Madara tightened his grip on the Gunbai and swung it forcefully toward Kai.
The chakra he had absorbed from Kai’s earlier ninjutsu surged out, unleashing overwhelming flas with Gunbai’s motion.
That evening, on Rusukaina Island, Kai watched Uchiha Madara with darkened expression step into the teleportation array.
Before departing, Madara declared he would return and told Kai to wait.
Kai replied there was no need to co back, as plenty outside could defeat him.
If he sought comfort, however, he was welco.
Hearing this, Madara left with a scowl.
’He must have been deeply moved’ Kai thought.
Gazing at Madara’s retreating figure, Kai wore a teasing smile.
Soon after, he turned and left without looking back.
As dusk began to fade completely, between the peaks, a lush green valley unfolded.
The scenery was enchanting, with flower fields swaying, petals drifting, and fragrances captivating.
By a blue lake, amid tender grass and beneath pink flower trees, an fairy bathed in golden light arrived punctually.
She spotted Kai standing alone under a flower tree, her eyes brightening, and she shouted energetically, "Master, master, are you ready for today?"
"Many days have passed this month, and I have suffered a huge loss."
Jin leapt onto Kai’s neck, wrapping her arms around him and rubbing her small face against his skin.
She gazed into Kai’s eyes with a pitiful expression.
For this opportunity, she had struck a deal with Yin, sacrificing much to secure this mont, yet days had passed without progress.
Seeing her sparkling eyes, Kai twirled her blonde hair with his fingers and said with a smile, "Right now!"
"Really? Yes!" Jin exclaid.
"It’s forbidden." Kai said, placing a finger on her forehead with a smile.
This little one had adopted "yes" as her catchphrase, often pairing it with enthusiasm.
It amused him greatly.
"I know, I know, hurry up! Master, I cannot wait." Jin said eagerly with her eyes shining.
"Alright, right away."
As he spoke, a gentle, gilded golden light flowed quietly from his fingertips.
Like golden rcury, it enveloped Jin.
She felt herself growing drowsy, then slipped into a peaceful slumber.
Ti passed slowly, and the valley fell silent.
Only the evening breeze stirred, rustling leaves and petals into a soft lody.
After an unknown duration, a sleeping consciousness began to stir.
Jin felt her soul brimming with vitality and warmth.
In a haze, she sensed endless golden light, unaware of heaven or earth, only the eternal glow.
Holy chants echoed around her.
’Who am I?’
As she pondered, a figure appeared in her mind.
"...Master...I am Jin, Master’s little Jin," she realized.
Crack, crack, crack...
A shattering sound rang out, and Jin’s vision cleared.
The golden cocoon encasing her broke apart, revealing a smiling, familiar face.
In a trance, she extended a slender hand, her fingers brushing his face.
Feeling the real warmth and texture, a radiant smile spread across her face.
"Master...I have grown up!" she said.
Kai gazed at the beautiful figure before him.
She had long, flowing golden hair and elf-like pointed ears.
Her face had matured, exuding a captivating charm compared to her forr elfin self.
Her figure was striking, curvaceous and proud.
A pair of massive, cicada-like wings of light trembled faintly behind her, emitting a soft glow, casting her as a holy goddess.
A gentle breeze, carrying the valley’s floral fragrance, lifted Jin’s long, beautiful hair slightly.
Kai reached out, playing with her hair, and said with a smile, "It certainly seems so."
Boom!
Jin threw herself into Kai’s arms, the sensation of her holy softness enveloping him.
"I have long wanted to experience this, this feeling of embracing each other, Master," she said.
Feeling her tight embrace, Kai’s hand brushed the wings behind her.
The wings were smoother than silk, with a touch of warmth.
Jin lifted her face, her cheeks faintly rosy.
"Master...don’t just look at the wings, look at ..." she said.
Her golden pupils, alluring as silk, fixed on his lips.
"What does a kiss feel like? Master...please teach !" she asked.
"Certainly," Kai replied, lowering his head.
"Mmm..."
The deepening night swirled with the dance of the wind.
By the moonlit lake, two embracing figures reflected on the rippling surface.
Jin lost track of ti in her passionate fervor, until they finally paused.
Her upturned eyes held a seductive glint, her arms wrapped around his neck.
Her dazzling wings opened and closed gently, inviting touch.
"Master...and those feelings, I want those." she said.
"Jin, I’m really not used to your style!" Kai teased, seeing her enchanting deanor.
Hearing his words, Jin faltered briefly, then huffed indignantly.
"Don’t stop now! Master."
Her face drew close, her enticing fragrance brushing his senses.
"You belong with ." she declared.
The lake reflected their playful bickering, then the two figures vanished beneath the flower trees.
(End of Chapter)
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