Chapter 79 : New Ninjutsu

The legacy of Kōza Kubisaki's Kenjutsu is undeniably valuable, yet each individual's potential is determined by their dedication and natural talents. Skills provide the foundation, but one must forge their own path and develop a personal style.

As the saying goes, a master may open the door, but the journey is personal. To harness close combat physical skills for overall strength enhancement, consistent effort over time is essential.

On the contrary, mastering some of Kōza Kubisaki's ninjutsu techniques proves to be more accessible.

Among these, two ninjutsu hold practicality. One is the secret art: "Chameleon Acid Bomb," and the other is the secret art: "Mystic Flash."

The secret technique, "Chameleon Acid Bomb," synergizes well with Orochimaru. By utilizing the Soul Manipulation technique, Orochimaru's chakra can amplify the potency of the "acidic ball" attack. Alternatively, Orochimaru can also independently harness Shiromari's power through a summoning contract.

This approach resembles Jiraiya's Toad Oil Flame Bullet, although Shiromari and Orochimaru lack the synergy to enhance the technique with diverse attributes.

Yet, Shiromari's capability still falls short of Gamabunta's, largely due to his inability to use ninja techniques, relying solely on his own innate techniques. Thus, beasts like toads and ape demons possessing the ability to use ninjutsu stand as rare and formidable entities.

Regarding the high-concentration acid stream, its potency is noteworthy, but its practicality is constrained by significant limitations.

There exist two methods to master this technique. One involves temporarily channelling Shiromari's chakra through the summoning contract to Orochimaru, while the other requires long-term cooperation and mutual synchronization of chakras. This integration gradually augments one's power.

However, the intention is not to "spit acid" with this augmented strength but rather to employ this chakra as a conduit to transform one's chakra into corrosive acid.

"Perhaps there's a simpler, more direct path to accessing this augmentation, without the need for prolonged cooperation like Jiraiya and Gamabunta."

Orochimaru contemplated an approach, relying on his devouring ability.

"It carries a degree of risk, but for a marginal power increase, it should prove manageable."

Keen to ensure Shiromari's safety, Orochimaru reached this conclusion after meticulous consideration.

The prowess of the Chameleon Acid Bomb, whether strong or not, doesn't require an extensive learning period. It introduces an additional technique to Orochimaru's arsenal, naturally solidifying his status as a master of ninjutsu.

"Shiromari, lending your chakra might weaken you temporarily."

Orochimaru addressed Shiromari with sincerity.

Shiromari's crimson eyes displayed a touch of confusion, though he eventually acquiesced.

Orochimaru placed his hand upon Shiromari and activated his devouring ability simultaneously.

A warm stream of chakra meandered into Orochimaru's being, causing Shiromari to experience a temporary reduction in strength. Despite the discomfort, it remained steadfast, refraining from any resistance.

Orochimaru meticulously controlled the absorption rate, halting the process as soon as a trickle of chakra permeated his form.

By this juncture, Shiromari's chakra had diminished by a tenth, given the substantial energy consumption involved in absorption and transformation. Crossing the 30% threshold could inflict lasting damage upon the subject, necessitating around a week for full recuperation.

"Thank you, Shiromari, for your trust."

Orochimaru expressed his gratitude for Shiromari's unwavering support. Although a summoning beast, Shiromari's chakra structure did not align with that of a normal beast, making recovery comparatively easier.

Having practiced the requisite hand techniques, Orochimaru intoned, "Secret Art: Chameleon Acid Bomb!"

His mouth expanded, expelling a substantial volume of acid that gradually transitioned into a mist, swiftly drifting away. Trees situated thirty meters distant succumbed to corrosion, emitting a blue haze before collapsing into wooden fragments.

"It likely wields the might of a B-rank ninjutsu, contingent upon the quantity and intensity of the acid, dictated by the chakra infused. This augmentation should render it more potent."

Orochimaru compared his creation to Terumi Mei's Skilled Mist Technique, noting some room for improvement—particularly since Shiromari's chakra could not rival that of Terumi Mei.

"This is extraordinary! Unexpectedly..."

Unperturbed by the results, Orochimaru perceived Shiromari's astonishment. Witnessing such manipulation of power evoked a shiver within, reflecting upon the monstrous capabilities Orochimaru harboured.

Should his prowess become public knowledge, swift and severe consequences would inevitably follow.

"Well then, let us explore the Mystic Flash."

After two hours of tireless practice, the surroundings bore witness to the devastation Orochimaru had wrought, signifying his grasp over the technique. Securing a steady chakra supply proved instrumental in transforming this skill into his own.

Challenging in its acquisition, the Mystic Flash hinged on robust control. While capable of stifling opponents, success hinged upon mental fortitude—a weak-minded adversary could readily succumb to its influence. Conversely, against a rival boasting greater strength and determination, the technique's efficacy diminished, resembling nothing more than a mere glimmer.

Furthermore, the Mystic Flash demanded approximately three seconds of "chakra accumulation" prior to deployment, ideally catching adversaries off-guard in the heat of battle.

With Orochimaru's formidable mental fortitude, the technique's potency remained undeniably assured.

Essentially, the Mystic Flash mirrored Shiromari's inherent ability, having been subsequently refined by the ingenious Kōza Kubisaki into a distinctive ninjutsu.

In the original narrative, Shiromari leveraged this skill to launch stealthy assaults, confounding survivors who failed to discern their attacker's identity.

Indeed, every entity emitted a faint luminance. The Mystic Flash involved stimulating cellular structures via chakra infusion, converting energy while infusing one's vigour and spiritual power to maximize the effect.

"Yet another invaluable technique acquired... or rather, a practical one!"

Orochimaru mused within the confines of the cave, his aura pulsating rhythmically. Shiromari, sensing the fluctuations, instinctively distanced himself, allowing recuperation in solitude.

"What an unbelievable kid!"

Mastering the Mystic Flash proved an arduous journey. Finesse was key, chakra itself evolving into radiant light, while mental power metamorphosed into an indomitable force. An adept practitioner would harness both aspects in unison, inducing a temporary paralysis to their foes.

It has already been three days since Orochimaru strolled out of the village. Now he planned his imminent return.

Anbu engagements were fraught with risk, especially considering his covert endeavours. Nevertheless, the shadow clone remained active, providing insight in his absence.

"Before my return, it would be prudent to convert Kōza Kubisaki's assets into a usable currency."

Ascertaining the origin of Kubisaki's possessions posed an intricate challenge. Orochimaru realized the urgency of conversion, mitigating the burden of explanation in the future.

With the Kusanagi Sword in hand, Orochimaru initiated ascent, soaring through the skies. In possession of flight, an enamoured Orochimaru traversed the expanse, even as he contemplated the legal ramifications of unsanctioned escapades.

With the Futsu Soul Sword, Orochimaru didn't plan to hide the Kusanagi Sword, anyway, no one else could take the Horcrux, and it was impossible not to be discovered

"Finally, I can fly with integrity... Oh, no, if I get caught, I can't sneak out, Trouble!"

"As long as I fly discreetly, I mustn't be apprehended."

Fueled by determination, Orochimaru continued his ascent, compelled by an imminent destination: a nearby black market.

Intriguingly, this black market remained untouched by criminals or exiled ninjas, as its surrounding forces ensured retribution against any such transgressors. Decapitated heads adorned road signs, a grim testament to the consequences.

Cloaked in a voluminous black robe, Orochimaru's visage remained concealed, his figure exuding an aura of mystery. A slight increase in stature emanated authority, prompting wary villagers to maintain a respectful distance.

Anbu familiarity granted Orochimaru easy access to such black markets. Frequenting these locations for news or supplies during missions was customary.

Employing a subtle gesture, Orochimaru diffused a hint of ninja pressure, compelling a few "villagers" to withdraw cautiously, albeit watchful of his presence.

Within a dilapidated thatched cottage, Orochimaru pushed open the door, revealing an unoccupied yet robust interior. Concealing a secret entrance, he descended into the depths, the sounds of flames and raucous voices growing clearer. Undaunted, Orochimaru navigated the steps, anticipating his upcoming interaction within the bustling region below.

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