Chapter 250: A Little Gift Left for Chiyo

Wind Style: Spider Web is one of the Wind Style ninjutsu that Shamon is proficient in; compared to the ordinary Spider Web technique,

he took a different approach by utilizing the terrain advantage, mixing sand and gravel into the Wind Style to grant this ninjutsu greater lethality.

Sure enough, yellow sand is the romance of a ninja from the Land of Wind~

Shamon watched with satisfaction as the sand and gravel danced along with the Wind Style, a look of smugness appearing in his eyes.

The violent yellow wind, carrying the sand and gravel, cast a net of heaven and earth across the sky, swearing to bring the elusive Naruto to justice,

but as the great net descended, Shamon discovered that the ninjutsu he had meticulously prepared hadn't even caught a single hair,

and he immediately frowned and looked toward the sky; the scene he saw made his mouth hang wide open, and he didn't even notice when the swirling sand and gravel entered it.

Just look at Shamon, who had been so sure of victory a moment ago; he was now staring blankly with his large bald head tilted back, his narrow eyes wide open, watching Naruto soaring freely in the sky, so shocked that his thick chin practically dropped off.

"You can really fly?"

"Ahem... technology~ it's all technology~"

Facing the shocked Shamon, Uchiha Gin, realizing that Otsutsuki technology was indeed too advanced, hurriedly spoke up to brush it off.

In this era, where string-controlled puppet techniques hadn't even appeared yet, he had already whipped up Iron Man; it was truly a dimensional strike.

"Naruto, finish this quickly."

Seeing that the battle between Naruto and Shamon had reached a stalemate, Uchiha Gin had no choice but to transmit the order through chakra to the puppet floating in the air.

They were already fighting an aerial battle, and that wouldn't do; if this dragged on any longer, he wouldn't even make it home in time for dinner.

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Sensing the command transmitted into its body, a faint glimmer flashed in Naruto's yellow eyes, and it immediately dove, attacking Shamon, who was on guard on the ground.

"Hmph~ I have yet to meet an opponent in taijutsu!"

Watching Naruto rush toward him, Shamon sneered; how could a mere puppet compare to his formidable physical body? Besides, he had the Dragon Vein chakra protecting his body, and ordinary people couldn't even get close to him.

"I hope your mouth is harder than my fist."

Naruto, diving down, extended a delicate fist, wrapped in pale cyan chakra, and smashed it toward Shamon's large face.

Facing that seemingly light punch from Naruto, the arrogant Shamon didn't take it to heart at all; he

as a guardian of the Dragon Vein, as long as he was within the territory of Loulan, he could receive the protection of the Dragon Vein's power, forming a layer of pale purple chakra cloak around his body, which could easily block the damage of ordinary taijutsu.

"I have the Dragon Vein protecting my body; ordinary taijutsu simply cannot shake my... ugh~"

But this time, he had kicked an iron plate; Naruto's small fist hit Shamon's large face squarely,

and the bridge of his nose, which had been somewhat prominent, was caved in by this punch, with nosebleed instantly gushing out.

"Seeing that you're a girl, I'll let you have three moves. Come, come, two moves left."

Enduring the stinging pain from his face, Shamon covered his nose and, with his neck stiff, continued to be stubborn.

Hearing this, Naruto didn't indulge him; the power furnace within its body erupted with a primordial force, and several more arms grew from its back, wrapped in pale cyan light, and began swinging left and right at Shamon's fat face.

"Slap~ Bang~ Crack~ Thud~"

"Ah..."

Only after a series of crackling sounds of impact did a miserable wail echo through the depths of the desert.

Shamon, beaten into a pig's head by Naruto, lay flat on the sand, his narrow eyes completely obscured by the swollen eye sockets, with only trickling streams flowing down from them.

"Woooo~ Why only hit the face? What do I do if I'm disfigured?"

Shamon, whose only injury was on his face, opened his red and swollen sausage lips; even without seeing his eyes, Uchiha Gin could see the deep confusion on his unrecognizable face.

"Uh... Naruto is a fully automatic puppet, I'm not too sure either; perhaps your face is just too provocative~"

Uchiha Gin, having just received the system's "Mind Energy Point +1" notification, waved his hand to recall the seemingly unsatisfied Naruto and walked up to the tearful Shamon.

Looking at the blue dragon on the other's head that had turned into a grub, he suppressed his inner laughter and, with "sincere" apologies, said,

"Brother Shamon, I'm truly sorry. Naruto doesn't know its own strength, but it should be fine; for a face like yours, being disfigured is the same as getting plastic surgery."

"Woooo~"

Shamon, feeling that life was meaningless, could only stare at the scorching sun in the sky and shed tears known as the pain of growth.

"Mr. Gin, are you really not staying for a few more days?"

In front of the gate of the Loulan camp, Shamon, in order to hide his ugliness, had tightly wrapped his face, which was swollen like a pig's head, with a wide face towel. Looking at Uchiha Gin, who was ready to depart, his muffled voice came from beneath the towel.

"Brother Shamon, I felt like we were old friends at first sight. We should have been boiling wine and discussing the world, but unfortunately, war is raging, and I truly cannot bear for my family to worry, so I must leave first. I hope that when we meet again, the turmoil in the Land of Wind will have settled and the world will be at peace."

Carrying a large bag of local specialties gifted by Shamon, Uchiha Gin tightened the dry rations hanging on his body, his tone full of reluctance.

The brothers in the Land of Wind were truly too simple and honest; he couldn't bear to continue scampering them here.

"I'll take your word for it; the wind in the Land of Wind will stop."

Hearing this, a flash of determination crossed Shamon's heart, and he immediately reached out toward Uchiha Gin.

"Mr. Gin, thank you!"

"Uh... you're quite polite."

Taken aback by the sudden gratitude, Uchiha Gin still politely reached out and shook his hand.

"Although you have a puppet by your side, Mr. Gin, I am still a bit worried. Let him lead the way for you and guide you to the main road nearby."

After saying goodbye, Shamon waved his hand toward the back, and a not-unfamiliar figure walked over obediently; it was the ninja who guarded the gate.

"Mr. Gin, leave the rest of the road to me; I could walk out of this area with my eyes closed."

The purple-haired guard patted his chest and guaranteed; he was the man known as the living map of the desert.

"Alright, then I'll trouble you~"

Seeing this, Uchiha Gin found it hard to refuse further and nodded at the guard.

"Mountains don't turn, but water does; we'll meet again in the world of martial arts~"

Waving his hand with his back to Shamon, Uchiha Gin followed the guard into the rolling desert.

"Mr. Gin, next time we meet, I will let you see a brand-new Shamon."

Watching Uchiha Gin's departing back, Shamon tightened his fist and swore secretly in his heart, then turned his head to look at the black tower standing in the center of the Loulan camp; the struggle in his eyes turned into resolution.

"Loulan is simply too small."

Although as a member of the Dragon-Protecting Clan, Shamon was respected in Loulan, the black tower he guarded had also become his prison.

Blinded by false glory, he, who couldn't even beat Mr. Gin's puppet, was not a true powerhouse.

He still had grand ambitions to realize; the secluded Loulan was ultimately not his destination.

"Reto, let me go and test your mettle!"

With the intention of leaving in his heart, the name Uchiha Gin had mentioned appeared in his mind; he would let him go and test whether that man named Reto truly had the qualifications to unify the ninja world of the Land of Wind.

The purple-haired guard led Uchiha Gin through a barren plain, and after a few turns, they arrived at a main road pressed with cart tracks. The somewhat exhausted guard panted heavily, pointed in a direction, and said to the man behind him who looked as calm as ever,

"Hoo~ Mr. Gin, this is the official road of the Land of Wind. Following that direction, you will reach the next town."

"Uh, so fast? Thank you so much; if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how much extra distance I would have had to travel~"

Helplessly rolling his dead-fish eyes, Uchiha Gin still thanked the guard, who had worked hard for half a day, in a very grateful tone.

Truly, thank you; if it weren't for you, I would have been home by now.

"Not at all, not at all. You are Captain Shamon's friend; this is what I should do."

The purple-haired guard waved his hands repeatedly, signaling that Uchiha Gin didn't need to be so polite.

"It seems you really admire Brother Shamon~"

Uchiha Gin chatted with the guard, who was resting on the spot, while calculating his route home.

"That's for sure, Captain Shamon is my idol. As his number one follower, I go wherever he goes!"

As soon as the purple-haired guard mentioned Shamon, stars couldn't stop appearing in his eyes, looking like a veteran fan.

"Good, very spirited! By the way, I remember you just had a daughter."

Looking at the other's purple hair, Uchiha Gin suddenly remembered the daughter who would shine brightly in the future, so he asked.

"Hehe, Mr. Gin has a good memory; our little Chiyo will be a month old in a few days."

Speaking of his daughter, a touch of tenderness appeared in the guard's eyes.

"Hey, almost a month old already? Look at me, I didn't bring any gifts when I left~"

Uchiha Gin searched himself up and down but found nothing. After thinking for a moment, he reached into his system bag, pulled out a short purple rod, took a look at it, and then casually handed it to the guard in front of him.

"Here, take this as a full-month gift for your daughter; please don't mind it."

"Ah? No, no, this is too valuable!"

The guard, who subconsciously took the rod, felt that it was heavy in his hand. Looking closely, he discovered that a purple circular gemstone was embedded on the rod.

The edges were carved with a ferocious giant dragon using an unknown silver metal. Seeing such an exquisite object, the guard immediately declined, saying it was too valuable.

"Don't, there's no reason to take back something that's been given away."

Uchiha Gin waved his hand and pushed the useless big rod back; anyway, he had a pile of these in his bag, so it was just right to give one to a little girl.

"Then I will thank Mr. Gin on behalf of Chiyo."

Unable to refuse, the guard had no choice but to tuck the exquisite rod into his bosom and thanked him repeatedly.

"Alright, you rest first; I need to hurry home~"

Seeing that things were done, Uchiha Gin didn't linger any longer; after greeting the guard, he turned and disappeared onto the main road.

"Eh? What happened?"

Just after Uchiha Gin left, the guard, having returned to Loulan, saw the chaotic crowd in front of the camp gate. Surprised, he went over.

"Captain Shamon, where are you going?"

After asking his colleagues, he learned that Captain Shamon was leaving Loulan. Surprised, he hurriedly squeezed into the crowd, found Shamon in the center, and asked the burly man.

"I am going to change the Land of Wind; are you coming with me?"

Shamon, preparing to go find Reto, issued a recruitment to this once-loyal subordinate.

"I am willing! Our whole family swears to follow Captain Shamen to the death!"

(End of chapter)