Chapter 42: Lian Ye's Chakra

The mission complete, Qianshou Xiongke led the group back to the village.

Because Tuan Cang and Lian Ye were injured, their travel speed was not fast.

Stopping and starting along the way, the four of them spent a full three days before returning to Konoha.

On the other side, Qianshou Tianzhong carried the unconscious Yuanfei Rizhan and Mizuto Menyan under his arms, hurrying toward the village.

Uchiha Jing followed behind, looking badly injured as well.

Qianshou Tianzhong wore a bitter expression: "If I'd known, I never would have agreed to let you take a B-rank Mission."

Earlier, the group had clamored to carry out a B-rank Mission, and Qianshou Tianzhong had inexplicably agreed.

As it turned out, the mission targets were two Chunin and one Genin.

How could three freshly graduated Genin be any match?

Within two minutes of fighting, Yuanfei Rizhan and Mizuto Menyan were beaten to the point of losing all mobility, leaving only Uchiha Jing struggling desperately.

If he hadn't stepped in time, the three of them would have gone to see their great-grandmothers long ago.

If Lord Feijian found out about this, he would absolutely be scolded to death.

The two teams finally met at Muye Dameng.

"Tianzhong, what happened to you all?" Qianshou Xiongke raised an eyebrow.

"Ugh, don't even mention it." Qianshou Tianzhong sighed and explained, "These brats insisted on taking a B-rank Mission, but their strength wasn't enough, and they nearly got beaten to death."

Lian Ye looked at the two who were severely injured and unconscious, his mouth twitching.

Good lord, their injuries were pretty serious!

Zhi Cun Tuan Zang revealed a gloating smile.

At first, he had been worried that the Rizhan Squad's mission performance would be better than theirs.

Now, seeing their wretched state, he felt much better inside.

"Mirror, are you alright?" Tuan Cang rarely showed a smile.

Uchiha Jing scratched his head awkwardly, "I'm... I'm okay."

When they first received the B-rank Mission, the three of them had even shown off in front of Tuan Cang. He hadn't expected the face-slap to come so quickly.

"I won't talk to you anymore. I need to get them to treatment first."

Qianshou Tianzhong ran toward Muye Yiyuan.

Uchiha Jing limped along behind him.

"Haha, this is killing me." Tuan Cang laughed up at the sky.

He had thought the Rizhan Squad taking on a B-rank Mission was so impressive.

Who knew it was just this?

"Hahaha... *cough cough cough! *"

He laughed too happily and accidentally pulled on his wound, his face instantly turning deathly pale.

Lian Ye: "..."

Was this what they called joy turning to sorrow?

Qianshou Xiongke's mouth twitched. "I'd better take you two to the hospital."

After receiving simple bandaging at Muye Yiyuan, Lian Ye went home.

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Qianshou Feijian Residence.

This mission, including travel time, had taken five days in total.

Lian Ye pushed open the door and entered the courtyard.

Hearing the commotion, Qianshou Feijian walked out of his study, a flash of pleasant surprise vanishing from his eyes in an instant. "Brat, you're back."

During the days Lian Ye was away from home, he hadn't been able to enjoy his meals.

He found that Lian Ye had spoiled his appetite—other food simply held no appeal for him.

Qianshou Feijian was just about to ask Lian Ye to stir-fry a couple of dishes for him, but before the words left his mouth, he seemed to notice something and subconsciously furrowed his brow.

In his senses, the chakra on Lian Ye's body had changed—it had become very cold and gloomy, inexplicably making him feel repulsed.

"This brat..." Qianshou Feijian's eyes flickered.

Lian Ye was bewildered. Why was this old guy suddenly changing his attitude for no reason?

He hadn't provoked him, had he?

Could it be... this guy was going through menopause?

Just as Lian Ye was puzzling over this, Qianshou Feijian spoke. "Brat, did you awaken the Sharingan?"

"Uncle, how did you know?" Lian Ye was somewhat shocked.

He hadn't told Qianshou Feijian yet, and this guy already knew?

Qianshou Feijian wore an expression of "just as I expected."

Through his long-term observation of the Uchiha Clan, he had found that once Uchiha Clan's Members awakened the Sharingan, the chakra on their bodies would change.

The higher the level of the Sharingan, the colder and gloomier the chakra.

And he happened to detest this cold and gloomy feeling.

Typically, the colder an Uchiha's chakra, the more it indicated they were prone to extremism and likely to do dangerous things.

This was also the reason Qianshou Feijian had always been on guard against the Uchiha.

In his view, the members of the Uchiha Clan were a bunch of lunatics—and powerful lunatics at that. No one knew when they would have an episode...

If this group of madmen had an episode, the Village would absolutely suffer!

"Brat, activate the Sharingan and let me see." Qianshou Feijian stared intently at Lian Ye's eyes.

Lian Ye was somewhat doubtful of the other's purpose, but he still honestly complied.

A black Curved Jewel appeared near his pupil.

At the moment he opened his eye, Qianshou Feijian could clearly sense that Lian Ye's normally calm chakra began to surge wildly, becoming cold and violent.

However, that cold feeling vanished quickly.

Qianshou Feijian fell into contemplation.

What secret do the eyes of the Uchiha Clan actually hide?

Why does opening the eye cause such a drastic change in temperament?

He decided to wait until night to properly study Lian Ye's Sharingan.

"Alright, little brat," Qianshou Feijian said.

Hearing that, Lian Ye slowly closed his Sharingan.

This old kid, inexplicably, doesn't even know what kind of trouble he's causing.

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Evening.

Qianshou Feijian sat at the table, contentedly eating the dinner Lian Ye had prepared.

Indeed, the little brat's cooking is the best.

A few days earlier, when he cooked for himself, he found it hard to swallow and had no desire to eat at all.

Before long, the dishes on the table were completely cleared away.

Qianshou Feijian wiped his mouth, his peripheral glance falling on Lian Ye's bandaged shoulder: "Little brat, I heard you guys went on a B‑rank Mission?"

Lian Ye nodded and replied, "The difficulty exceeded expectations."

The scene flashed through his mind like a revolving lantern—Tuan Cang became the team's weak point, Xiaochun went to treat Tuan Cang, he fought a hulking man, and fell into a desperate situation...

This mission made Lian Ye realize that they had previously thought of combat too simply.

Battles between ninjas are brutal; a slight misstep could cost one's life.

He told Qianshou Feijian the details of this mission.

Qianshou Feijian did not blame them for taking a B‑rank Mission.

In his view, ninjas grow through constant slaughter.

A flower kept in a greenhouse cannot become a strong ninja.

Qianshou Feijian slightly nodded, his fingers gently rubbing the table.

"I am very satisfied with your mission this time; only by walking the edge of death can one truly comprehend the Ninja Way."

Saying that, Qianshou Feijian stood up, carrying his bowl and chopsticks toward the kitchen.

Lian Ye sat on the sofa, picked up a novel and began leafing through it.

Currently, the Ninja World has no television, and entertainment options are few.

Lian Ye bought some novels to pass the time.

These novels are of average quality, not as excellent as those from his previous life.

When he has time in the future, Lian Ye could write two.

He had read so many novels in his previous life; following the formula to write two books would definitely earn him a fortune.

It should be noted that Ninja World novels are straightforward narratives, lacking any pretentious showdowns or the "Dragon King Returns" trope.

When they are written, won't the residents of the Ninja World have to stay up late urging updates?