I don't need light...

After chatting for a bit with his classmates,

Fang Yuan looked around in search of Leylin, but the guy was not around

He had seen him walking out earlier, but he didn't care about the guy that much to stalk on him

He just thought the guy was special and stronger than him currently, nothing more

Shaking his head, he took his ninja bag and left for home...

Reaching home Fang Yuan took out the ninja scrolls and began to read,

When you live up to more than 500 years, your memory either becomes too good or too bad

And Fang Yuan was of the first sort

After reading for three hours, he had completely memorized the whole thing

These scrolls were extremely important, with the basics down, he could walk a path infinitely even without someone lighting his path, but without the ground under his feet or a direction to walk, it will be impossible, or at least will take more than half of most's life to just reach the level of insight into chakra and ninjutsu

But with it, he already had initial ideas about His chakra path cultivation:

He planned to first have basic mastery over his chakra, being able to stand on water, walls, and even trees

When his chakra control had reached above-average, he should focus a bit on his sharingan

Because it can easily become his most powerful firepower, whereas creating new jutsus or even learning strong famous jutsus will most probably be based on fortuitous encounters and coincidences

He suddenly felt a bit of urgency in his heart,

He had to at least become as strong as a chunin before the final genin exam of the ninja school

Only then can he hope to steal that forbidden scroll which Naruto steals without alerting anybody in the village

While also leaving no record of him in this matter at all

He already had a plan that will allow him to steal it with no problem at all

But plans were just plans in the end

Maybe his cultivation path will be much better than his current expectations and break the limits of ninjutsu itself

Maybe he would die tomorrow

But he had no regrets

He will walk where his foot brings him, and if the winds tried to stop him

He will make use of the trees around to support him

And when the trees try to stop him, it would have been already too late...