Chapter 10: Rasengan!

Ju Douluo felt as if today had been plucked straight out of a fantasy tale.

If he hadn't left the Spirit Hall recently, he might have suspected he'd fallen victim to the toxins of that old poison master, Dugu Bo.

At first, it seemed plausible enough—his newly discovered genius battling a fifty-year soul beast. Outrageous, yes, but within the bounds of possibility.

He could accept it. I can't do it, but maybe he can.

But what came next shattered every fragment of reason and experience Yue Guan had accumulated over the years.

First, Su Chen encountered an extraordinarily rare soul beast, one that could only be described as a phenomenon unseen for centuries. Then, by some twist of fate, he encountered it at its weakest and most dangerous moment—an intersection of fortune and peril few would ever dare approach.

Even so, Yue Guan had not expected Su Chen to last this long against the beast. But he certainly never imagined that the boy would be able to kill it.

A child—one who had yet to possess even a single soul ring, not even a Soul Master—had taken down a genuine, thousand-year soul beast in direct combat.

What kind of concept was this?

A rabbit slaying a tiger? Outrageous. But this was no ordinary tiger. It was an ancient beast!

Ju Douluo exchanged blank looks with Gui Douluo. Both of them had seen their fair share of absurdities over the years, but this was something else entirely. They even questioned if they had truly left the Spirit Hall or were trapped in a fever dream.

But this was far from over.

What Su Chen did next almost gave Yue Guan a heart attack.

He began to absorb the soul ring.

Ju Douluo's knees gave out as he slumped to the ground, staring at the boy with a mixture of disbelief and horror.

"No... no, no, no," he muttered under his breath. His trembling finger pointed toward Su Chen, but his voice was too weak to convey his urgency. "Do you... even know what you're doing?"

A first soul ring—a thousand-year soul ring? That was nothing short of suicide!

Even with Su Chen's monstrous talent, this was a fatal mistake.

Yue Guan felt despair setting in, his thoughts spiraling. How am I supposed to explain this to His Holiness the Pope? A genius crushed by his own recklessness?

But then, just as Yue Guan prepared himself for the worst, the unimaginable happened.

The once-violent soul ring suddenly calmed. It became as docile as a lamb, its wild energy dissipating in an instant as it seamlessly merged with Su Chen.

"...It worked?"

Ju Douluo's eyes widened. He rubbed them furiously, as if trying to dispel an illusion. His voice trembled. "He... actually succeeded?"

Beside him, Gui Douluo could only nod, his gaze locked onto Su Chen. The boy stood there, bathed in the serene glow of the deep purple soul ring that now encircled him.

No explosions, no resistance, no violent backlash—nothing.

The boy had done the impossible.

"I must be dreaming," Gui Douluo murmured. His voice was almost inaudible. "Even with perfect compatibility, absorption shouldn't be this... effortless."

For two veteran Douluos who had seen it all, the scene unfolding before them was no less than witnessing a miracle.

Su Chen, however, paid no mind to the stunned expressions of the two titled Douluos. At this moment, his entire being was consumed by an overwhelming sensation of power coursing through his veins.

The last barrier separating him from this world had disappeared. He felt it—he had finally integrated into this world, both body and soul.

Chakra surged through his meridians, smooth and unimpeded, unlike anything he had experienced before.

He stretched out his hand, his breathing steady. With a thought, he began forming seals with both hands.

Weave. Ram. Seal.

Boom!

White smoke rippled through the air, dissipating to reveal an exact clone of Su Chen standing beside him.

"Clone Technique."

In the world of Naruto, it was one of the most basic ninjutsu. But here, on the Douluo Continent, it was nothing short of extraordinary.

Su Chen's indifferent expression cracked for a moment, a flicker of excitement shining in his eyes.

He could feel it. The techniques he once thought he had lost forever could now be reborn in this world.

Flying Thunder God. Impure World Reincarnation. Rasengan.

The possibilities were endless.

Taking a deep breath, he suppressed the exhilaration surging within him. With a thought, he summoned the system panel to appear before his eyes.

[Name]: Su Chen

[Gender]: Male

[Age]: Six years old

[Realm]: Level 15 (Soul Master; break through Level 20 to become a Great Soul Master)

[Soul Ring]: Purple (3000 years)

[Soul Skill]: Dragon's Heir (All attributes increased by 50%. Recovery speed increases by 50%-200% when injured; the lower the vitality, the faster the recovery.)

[Chakra Attribute]: None (Original Force)

[Life Energy]: 1600 (Standard Soul Master: 100-500)

[Spirit Energy]: 500 (Peak value for Spiritual Communication Realm; Standard Soul Master: 0-50)

[Soul Power (Chakra)]: 1500 (Standard Quasi-Soul Master: 100-800)

[External Soul Abilities]:

Sharingan- (Single tomoe). Enhances reflexes, dynamic visual acuity, and illusion techniques. Byakugan-grants 360° vision, telescopic sight, and far-distance perception of up to one kilometer.)

[Traits]:

Perfect Sage Body 12%: Enhances self-healing, physical recovery, vitality, natural affinity, and cultivation talent. Increases cultivation speed in Sage Mode.

Ancestor of Pupil Techniques: Allows unrestricted use of all eye-based techniques. (Mangekyō Sharingan, Eternal Mangekyō, and Rinnegan techniques currently unavailable.)

[Available Skills]:

Su Chen Style Swordsmanship, Su Chen Style Shurikenjutsu, Su Chen Style Taijutsu, Clone Technique, Eight Gates (Third Gate)

Su Chen's lips curled into a faint smile.

After a quick glance at his status, Su Chen couldn't help but let out a sigh of amazement.

As expected, a thousand-year spirit ring was truly extraordinary!

The boost was undeniable. His life energy, mental energy, and even soul power had surged significantly. Remarkably, his soul power had jumped by an astonishing five levels!

But the true highlight wasn't just the numerical increase—it was the first soul skill he gained. At first glance, the ability seemed deceptively simple, yet its effects were earth-shattering.

It didn't merely enhance his capabilities; it outright transformed him. All attributes increased by 50%, fortifying his already monstrous survivability to an unparalleled level. Paired with his innate self-healing body, this skill effectively made him nearly unkillable. Even if someone at the same level hacked away at him for three days and nights, he might still emerge unscathed.

His life energy and mental energy were already leagues above the average individual. Combined with the regenerative boost from his immortal body, as long as his chakra reserves weren't entirely depleted, he was virtually indomitable. Unless someone obliterated him in a single overwhelming strike, his life would remain steadfast.

An ability that should've belonged to a fourth or fifth ring, not the first!

Su Chen couldn't suppress the smirk spreading across his face. It was as if fate itself had handed him a priceless treasure.

Additionally, the awakening degree of his immortal body had increased by 2%. While small, this improvement was the cherry atop an already glorious cake.

Then there were the techniques he had long yearned to use. The foundational ninja arts, such as the Transformation Jutsu and the Body Flicker Technique, had remained out of reach until now due to his lack of chakra. But with this soul ring, those restrictions had finally been lifted.

Even the Eight Gates, though still far from mastery, were now a feasible endeavor. Physical training transcended worlds, and the boost to his physique from the thousand-year spirit ring meant he could now open the first three gates without strain.

His grin widened as a thought took root.

And if by some miracle the Linwu Silkworm were resurrected, then with the Eight Gates opened, victory might not be impossible!

"Chakra attributes haven't changed much," Su Chen muttered, his eyes narrowing thoughtfully at the updated panel before him. "But there's something... different now."

The new attribute listed under chakra caught his attention.

In the ninja world, chakra's nature was predetermined and could be revealed through special test papers. While additional attributes could be cultivated later, their strength often paled in comparison to one's inherent nature.

But here, in the Douluo Continent, it seemed the soul rings themselves influenced chakra attributes.

"Does this mean," Su Chen mused, tapping his chin, "that my future ninjutsu repertoire will depend on the attributes of the spirit rings I acquire?"

It was a tantalizing possibility.

Still, for now, his chakra lacked any elemental affinity. This meant he was limited to ninjutsu that didn't require nature transformation.

But limited didn't mean powerless.

The young man's gaze turned sharp as he raised his hand. His fingers moved deliberately, forming precise seals. Chakra began to gather, flowing through his meridians in a smooth, rhythmic cadence.

His expression became calm, yet beneath the surface, a thrill coursed through him.

With a steady exhale, his hands clasped together. The gathered energy in his palm began to condense, spinning rapidly.

In an instant, a glowing, high-frequency rotating blue sphere materialized, radiating an aura of pure destructive force.

"Rasengan!"

The name escaped his lips like a whisper of destiny, as if the very air around him bent to acknowledge its arrival.

He stared at the spiraling sphere of power in his hand, feeling its tangible might, its ceaseless energy. It was small, yet infinite.

A mix of elation and solemnity welled up in his heart.

This wasn't just an achievement; it was a declaration.

The brilliance of the Ninja Arts was no longer confined to a single world. Now, on the Douluo Continent, their light would shine anew—through him.