Chapter 28: Chibaku Tensei

"Can any item be exchanged?"

Even after witnessing the berserk state of the Susanoo with her own eyes, Konan remained skeptical.

She was extremely wealthy.

The Akatsuki was no longer the weakling struggling for survival in the cracks of the Rain Village back then, but a behemoth capable of stirring up the Ninja Era.

Controlling the entire treasury of the Land of Rain, and with the powerhouses of the Akatsuki constantly scraping for funds—almost to the point of being unscrupulous—the financial power currently possessed by the Akatsuki was something even the Five Great Ninja Villages could not match.

And Konan could dispose of these assets as she pleased.

So she was not short on money and was fully capable of bringing out a million to test the methods of the mysterious merchant.

【Paper Dance (Trial Version)】: B-rank Ninjutsu, capable of turning the body into paper fragments and manipulating the shape of the paper at will. Price: 100 Reward Points.

"A trial version requires ten million; it really is valuable..."

The cold-eyed Konan frowned after seeing the exchange price.

Her Paper Ninjutsu was, to put it bluntly, a type of Ninja Tool manipulation technique; because the difficulty was relatively high, not many people could master it.

She had not expected it to be sold so dearly.

Is this profiteering?

Konan thought to herself that this point was actually very similar to the Akatsuki, both being forces hidden in the shadows that constantly accumulated wealth to grow stronger.

Exchange successful.

A sense of lightness suddenly spread through her body; her porcelain-delicate skin suddenly cracked into countless fine fissures, as if pieced together from sheets of paper.

A pair of pure white paper wings bloomed behind her back.

Konan tried to control them; there was not the slightest sense of lag, and because it was a trial version, there was not even a need to consume chakra.

The paper wings flapped.

Konan hovered two meters in mid-air, and after looking around, shock appeared in her eyes.

"How is this possible?"

Whether it was the feeling of releasing Ninjutsu or the five senses being transmitted back, there was not the slightest flaw.

Genjutsu is a peculiar Ninjutsu that uses chakra to interfere with an enemy's five senses, causing the enemy to experience various hallucinations and making them unable to judge what is real or false.

The more realistic the hallucination, the larger the scale of the hallucination, the more complex the content of the hallucination...

The more mental energy it requires the caster to consume.

Konan remained silent, waiting for the mysterious game merchant's mental energy to dry up so she could find an opportunity to break free from the Genjutsu.

A large-scale Ninjutsu manipulating the five senses of hundreds of people could absolutely not last for long.

But now... it was becoming increasingly exaggerated.

She had originally thought the previous Mangekyo Sharingan was merely for show, something a greenhorn like Sasuke, who was not even a Chunin, could not detect.

But now, even her most familiar secret technique, Paper Ninjutsu, was flawless within the Genjutsu.

With this kind of strength, when did such a terrifying master of Genjutsu emerge in the ninja world?

Even now, she was unwilling to believe in a Samsara Game that could grant any wish.

【Rinnegan (Trial Version)】: A special ocular technique of the Otsutsuki Clan, rumored to possess the ability to control the cycle of life and death. Price: 5000 Reward Points.

"Otsutsuki?"

Konan revealed a look of confusion.

The Rinnegan was clearly the unique ocular technique of her close friend; why would the mysterious game merchant say it was related to a certain clan?

Was Nagato not an orphan of the Uzumaki Clan?

"Just the trial alone requires five hundred million; as expected, the Rinnegan is an ocular technique that stands above all others."

Glancing unobtrusively at the crazed-looking Sasuke, Konan felt a hint of pride in her heart.

Although she knew such comparisons were meaningless, humans were such strange creatures; no matter how strong they were, they would be controlled by emotional instincts.

"If even the Rinnegan can be imitated..."

Konan closed her eyes tightly.

When she opened them again, an extremely oppressive energy fluctuation suddenly erupted from her eye sockets.

Rippling patterns spread out, and the purple pupils emitted a powerful pressure.

It is rumored that the sage who founded the Ninja Era possessed extremely special ripple eyes, which were called the Rinnegan by all the lives that worshipped him.

At this moment, it bloomed without reservation before everyone's eyes.

"Chibaku Tensei!"

Konan did not hesitate; after all, the time for the trial version was limited. She clapped her hands together, releasing the strongest Rinnegan technique in her memory.

Chakra whipped up a hurricane.

A black sphere, formed from highly concentrated chakra, slowly floated into the sky.

Everyone felt a violent gravitational pull, as if it were about to tear their souls away.

"Are you crazy?"

"Who exactly is that? How much did that exchange cost? What a terrifying ability!"

"I feel like my soul is going to be torn to pieces, help!"

The players present—

Except for Sasuke, whose Mangekyo trial version had not yet expired and who summoned Susanoo to defend, all other ninjas had their feet lifted off the ground and were sucked up.

Hum.

After a slight energy fluctuation, all players were wrapped in a golden defensive film.

Fang Yi looked helplessly at the cold woman who had caused such a huge commotion; fortunately, he had sensed the exchange of the Rinnegan, otherwise, some players would have been directly sealed by Chibaku Tensei.

After the helplessness came gratification.

As expected of a woman who possesses an ocean of Explosive Tags; her moves are truly extravagant.

The floor of the giant plaza was ripped away,

and countless soil and rocks from the bottom exploded outward, drawn in by Chibaku Tensei, finally condensing into a massive sphere resembling a moon high in the sky.

"It's actually real!"

Feeling the endless power surging within her body, Konan felt her scalp tingle.

Although she was very clear about the abilities of the Rinnegan, seeing it with her own eyes and experiencing it personally were two different concepts.

This is... the power of a God!

The trial version of the Rinnegan vanished,

and Konan landed on the plaza floor, which had returned to its original state, looking at the mysterious merchant with eyes full of intense shock.

Is this the game that can change destiny?

Although she was very unwilling to admit it, if she could have found various excuses before, everything happening before her eyes had already completely shattered the limits of Genjutsu.

In the sky, the man looked like a giant statue of a God.

He possessed great power that surpassed Nagato.

It was true, just as he said; he could create everything, including the Rinnegan that helped Nagato become a God.

Konan looked up, watching the somewhat dazzling giant figure as countless rays of light flooded into her vision.

Could such an existence know the answer to peace?

Thinking this, she also spoke out, meeting the surprised gazes of the people around her.

"Who is she? Did I hear that wrong just now?"

"Peace?"

"No wonder she could experience such a terrifying ability. Is she a young lady from some Noble family? How naive."

Most commoners revealed expressions of incomprehension.

This world is composed of Nobles who serve as background scenery for funding, and Ninjutsu and ninja that are as brilliant as fireworks.

Whether being robbed by wandering ninja or oppressed by Nobles, they are so humble they don't even have the ability to resist, just like earthworms used to loosen the soil.

Their understanding of peace is simply being able to have enough to eat.

The ninja were even more disdainful.

War has stretched on for hundreds of years; even after passing through the chaotic Sengoku era, the scale of war in the era of ninja nations has instead grown larger and larger.

Almost every ninja has had family and friends die.

To them, peace is like a fairy tale that only exists in storybooks.

Perhaps,

when everyone gathers at a barbecue restaurant, they might occasionally chat about peace, but it is just fodder for conversation after a meal.

They never imagined,

that someone would ask for the answer to peace so seriously on an occasion like this.

"Yes, if you truly are a God, then please tell me the answer to peace; this is the item I want to exchange for!"

(End of this chapter)