Late April, Konoha Year 54.
dical Skill: LV5 (300,000/400,000)
"Finally, it's finally activated. And it started at level 5 right off the bat?"
Masahiko let out a long sigh of relief. He had struggled with his shadow clones for eight or nine days, his head feeling like it was going to explode, until he had browsed through almost all of Orochimaru's book collection. His efforts were finally not in vain.
That the dical skill appeared at level 5 wasn't out of Masahiko's expectations. He had learned a lot about dical theory, which he knew nothing about before, over these past few days. Moreover, his dical ninjutsu level was already on par with Tsunade's, so his foundation was excellent.
"Wait, sothing seems wrong. When my Cooking skill appeared, it was level 1..." Masahiko wore a wooden expression, falling into deep thought.
After a long while, Masahiko finally recovered from this blow and looked at his attribute panel.
Over these past ten-plus days, besides dical Skill, Masahiko had also activated quite a few other skills, so useful and so useless.
Example of a useless skill:
Sound Ninjutsu LV4 (13,480/20,000)
Masahiko only took a quick glance at this special ninjutsu, morized a bit of the theory, and couldn't be bothered to look at it anymore; it was a waste of ti.
Jutsu cast through sound were indeed unique, but with Masahiko's current strength, he could casually unleash a 'Lion's Roar'. These jutsu offered no substantial help to his strength, and the children around him didn't need to learn them either, so there was no need to waste Witness Points.
However, he still morized a portion of it. Perhaps... Nagato would like it?
There were also quite a few sowhat useful skills, such as the Arhat Fist that Jirobo used earlier, as well as so unique fist techniques and weapon usage skills.
Masahiko had no use for these minor techniques, but he could teach them to the Ninja Academy students in the Land of Whirlpools and to Naruto's group.
Furthermore, Masahiko had so other plans in mind. Having transmigrated to the Naruto world for so many years, his strength was incredibly high, but he hadn't even developed many original ninjutsu, and he was still using 'other people's' taijutsu up to now.
He wanted to combine what he had learned with the harvest of these past few days to create his own fist technique.
For example... Masahiko Divine Fist? Great Ancestor Long Fist?
However, the current Masahiko didn't have ti for that; Kimimaro was still waiting for him downstairs.
After the dical skill appeared, Masahiko, who had been taking his ti ever since acquiring the Kekkei Mora, felt for the first ti that he didn't have enough Witness Points.
Witness Points: 395 points.
The trivial matters in Konoha a few days ago, such as Tsunade leaving the village and Kakashi entering the Anbu, had more or less given him so Witness Points, accumulating this much without him realizing.
But looking at the dical skill, the Witness Points required should be the sa as the other seven nature transformation ninjutsu and the Gentle Fist. Masahiko currently only had enough to raise it to level 8.
Deducting 70 Witness Points...
dical Skill: LV8 (1,000,000/5,000,000)
Masahiko closed his eyes to experience it for a mont, then slowly opened his eyes and extended his right hand, covering it with a soft white light.
"My chakra control has improved this much. If this skill reaches the max level..." Masahiko marveled slightly.
The basic ninjutsu in dical ninjutsu was the Healing Jutsu, which every dical ninja must master. After that, they needed to learn so advanced ninjutsu, such as the Hemostasis Jutsu, Delicate Illness Extraction Jutsu, and so on.
Then ca the Mystical Palm Jutsu, which only a few elite dical ninjas could master. The strength of one's dical abilities was also determined by their level of mastery of the Mystical Palm Jutsu.
After Masahiko raised his dical skill to level 8, he felt that the dical ninjutsu he used was almost exceeding the level of the Mystical Palm Jutsu. If it beca even a fraction stronger, it could be considered a further advancent of the Mystical Palm Jutsu.
"This level is enough." Masahiko nodded in satisfaction and walked downstairs in a few steps.
"Huh, Great Elder, you ca down so early today?" Masahiko ran into Karin head-on.
Karin was holding a basin of hot water, and there was a wet towel inside, making Masahiko want to laugh.
"Didn't Kimimaro say he didn't need you to take care of him anymore?"
Speaking of this made Masahiko ashad. Without drinking the dicinal soup prepared by this quack doctor and solely relying on dical ninjutsu for recuperation, Kimimaro's condition actually improved a bit. He didn't need to be carried while walking like before.
After being able to take care of himself, Kimimaro decisively rejected Karin's 'good intentions'.
Karin made a 'keep it down' gesture. "Kimimaro-kun is asleep."
Masahiko didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Karin was actually taking advantage of Kimimaro's sleep to get handsy with him...
"Put the basin down. I've found a way to temporarily suppress his Kekkei Genkai illness."
Karin subconsciously showed disappointnt, then a face full of pleasant surprise, and finally suspicion.
"Move aside." Masahiko gave Karin an annoyed sidelong glance and pushed the door open.
"God!" Kimimaro sat on the edge of the bed with a face full of joy. He had clearly heard the conversation between the two outside the room.
"You weren't asleep?" Masahiko smiled and nodded. "Good, you should have so vigilance. Guard against fire, theft, and female perverts."
"Great Elder!!"
"Lie down and watch my brand-new Mystical Palm Jutsu." Masahiko turned back with a smile.
As Masahiko applied the jutsu, Kimimaro's complexion visibly beca rosier. However, Masahiko surprisingly couldn't tell if his jutsu was actually working... Kimimaro always slowly blushed when he treated him before too.
Half an hour later, Masahiko helplessly scratched his head. "How's the effect?"
"God, I feel much better!"
Masahiko felt even more helpless. After treatnts before, Kimimaro always gave the sa answer.
Having no choice, Masahiko could only wait. It wasn't until the sky grew dark and Masahiko saw Kimimaro moving nimbly around the room that he set his mind at ease.
"At this rate, in another half a month or so, Kimimaro should be almost fully recovered. However, right now I can only suppress it, not cure it at its root. I'm afraid treating Kimimaro will be my daily task for a very long ti."
"Kimimaro-kun, you're finally better! Great Elder is finally reliable for once," Karin said happily.
Kimimaro ignored her. "God, I knew you could cure !"
"Mm." Masahiko nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to give him so instructions on what to look out for, Haku knocked lightly on the door.
"Great Elder, soone is looking for you."
Masahiko paused and opened the door. "Orochimaru?"
Haku shook his head. "No, it's... Three Hairs?"
Masahiko was stunned for a long ti before rembering what Three Hairs was.
"Jirobo is looking for ? What for? Is this chubby kid looking for a beating again?" Masahiko smiled and shook his head.
With Kimimaro's condition improving, Masahiko's mood had also gotten much better, finally living up to the child's trust in him. Since Jirobo was looking for him, he was willing to condescend and go downstairs to et him.
Outside the building, it wasn't just Jirobo, but Tayuya was also there. More importantly, between them stood a young girl of fourteen or fifteen, looking at him with a face full of anger.
"So you're the guy who destroyed the village we worked so hard to build, and you even dare to be disrespectful to Lord Orochimaru?!"
Masahiko frowned. He glanced at Jirobo and tapped his index finger in the air, scaring Jirobo into shrinking back.
The young girl sneered and looked at Jirobo. "Is this the One Yang Finger you ntioned? Besides an idiot like you, who would let this move hit them?"
Masahiko was a bit confused. Did Orochimaru not inform his subordinates of his identity? Letting his subordinates provoke him like this, was it because he had too much free manpower in the village?
He was just about to wave his hand and give them a 'Repulsive Shockwave' when the young girl turned to Tayuya again. "And you, he knows so Lion's Roar, right? Don't you know how to cover your ears?"
Tayuya gently pulled at the young girl. "Sister Guren, you just ca back so you don't know the situation clearly. Don't be fooled by that guy Zaku, let's just go. That guy opposite us is very strong, and he is a guest of Lord Orochimaru."
"Guren?" Masahiko frowned. He seed to have heard this na before. "Crystal Release ninja?"
Guren refused to listen to advice. "How could a guy like this, who built such a small wooden house in such a remote place, be a guest of Lord Orochimaru?"
"This is Wood Release, Wood Release." Masahiko was helpless. He glanced back at Karin, who was watching the show, and Kimimaro, who would have already rushed up if Haku hadn't stopped him. "Don't rush."
He smiled and spoke to the three people opposite him. "You actually dare to look down on my One Yang Finger and Lion's Roar?"
"Petty tricks. As long as one is prepared..." Two transparent ice crystals slowly surfaced on both sides of Guren's cheeks, ready to cover her ears at any mont.
Masahiko smiled. "Then let teach you another move, a fusion ninjutsu of the One Yang Finger and the Lion's Roar."
"Fusion?" The three behind him were full of curiosity, while the three opposite him looked wary.
Masahiko extended his right hand, pointed at Guren, flipped his palm, hooked his finger slightly in a provocative gesture, and then shouted loudly, "Co over here!"
The world fell perfectly silent, as if heaven and earth were about to shatter before their eyes.
But... nothing happened.
"Great Elder, is it over?" Karin murmured.
"What do you an is it over? But the ninjutsu has indeed been used. Look, she's charging over, isn't she? Haku, I leave her to you," Masahiko smiled.
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