Orochimaru, who was thousands of miles away, rarely took the time to pay attention to the options for soul containers.
When Mitarashi Anko and Terumi Mei communicated at close range, the first thing they felt was Orochimaru, one of the former "Sannin" who was in pain for the "uninvited" source of pollution in his soul.
The same Heavenly Curse Seal, applied to different people at different times, will not have very different reactions. In addition to the huge difference in host strength, there is also the reason why Orochimaru himself has continued to deepen his research on curse seals. The understanding a few years ago is no longer on the same level as the understanding today.
When Orochimaru, a newbie, planted the curse seal of heaven on Mitarashi Anko, he had a narrow escape and almost killed his only student.
By the time the Kingdom of Water launched a sneak attack on Terumi Mei, the success rate was already extremely high. If they had just stayed in the Curse Seal 1 state, most ninjas above the level would not have died. At most, they would have exhausted their physical strength and chakra.
As for the curse seal that I accidentally planted after meeting Mizuki a few months ago, it was basically a defective product that I tried to make on a whim. It is difficult to awaken on its own and requires special medicine to activate. Safety has been guaranteed, but the strength bonus has been weakened a lot, and the side effects are also serious.
"Kabuto, do you know why Anko was abandoned by me? You know, she used to cry and scream to defect with me, and she would rather bear the name of a traitor..."
Kabuto Yakushi, who was cleaning up the test bench and sorting out materials, stood up straight, thought for a moment, and then answered with a warm but false smile:
"You don't want her to go down the road of no return, right? After all, not all the rebellious ninjas of Konoha Village can survive the continuous pursuit."
"wrong."
Orochimaru showed a weird smile and stretched out his long tongue to lick the corner of his mouth.
"Maybe some mediocre people will misunderstand what I mean, but I have never told a lie myself. She is indeed a defective product."
Being able to save his life under the "destruction" of the Curse Seal of Heaven, he should not be compared with "trash" no matter how he thinks about it. In fact, Anko Mitarai's strength is quite good, although it is not as brave and diligent as those extremely talented peers, and the improvement in strength is also Quite stable. If nothing happens, he will become the main jounin of Konoha Village within a few years.
"How is that possible? I feel that Mitarashi Anko is stronger than most of your experimental subjects..."
"It's different, Kabuto, you don't understand..."
Orochimaru, who supported his head with a clenched fist and rarely had the interest to say more, thought about it for a moment, and finally responded very intriguingly,
"In fact, it doesn't matter how strong you are. You can't escape from the palm of my hand anyway. The key is that what I hope is to use the curse seal to stimulate certain special changes, and then master the secrets of the curse seal, chakra and biology. The goal was not achieved. Hongdou is a well-behaved child, but unfortunately, he is not what I need..."
"What do you mean, the blood inheritance limit?"
"Pure immortalization is meaningless. It is the default mutation type of "certain existences", let alone an incomplete immortalization. Even with my targeted guidance, most ninjas only have a superficial buff state, and there is no breakthrough at their own level..."
"Forgive me for being ignorant, I don't understand what Orochimaru-sama means."
"Life is like a spark, qualifications are like firewood, and a curse seal is like the cold wind in winter. For a weak ninja, the flame is weak and will go out as soon as it is blown. For a strong ninja, the fire helps the wind, and it burns stronger and stronger. But if If the firewood is not enough, it will be burned up quickly. Only those with superior qualifications, able to withstand the biting cold wind, and able to persevere for a long time can hope to create treasures that truly radiate brilliance from the raging fire. The so-called The limits of blood inheritance are just crude embryos, and most of them will not be able to persist until the clouds are lifted. A few lucky ones will become mortal objects that can be barely used, and only a few will become pleasing works of art. .”
Mitarai Anko was not a genius enough to meet Orochimaru's requirements. His eyes had always been fixed on young heroes like Uchiha Itachi who were astonishingly talented.
"Then... Orochimaru-sama, who do you think I am?"
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Ordinary things, stuck to appearances, limited by their own experiences, mediocre people who cannot break through the confusion, but..."
He glanced at the delighted pharmacist Kabuto playfully,
"Although your qualifications are not top-notch, you are lucky. When you meet someone who can discover your value, your paranoid personality is still a saving grace. If you meet the right time, there is a possibility of miracles."
"It's all thanks to Orochimaru-sama's cultivation."
"Greed is also a good quality."
Orochimaru, who was laughing, waved Yakushi Kabuto to retreat, and then the smile on his face gradually faded.
"Interesting, it seems that growing a ninth head is not entirely a bad thing."
In essence, Yamata no Orochi is the incarnation of the most fundamental obsession deep in Orochimaru's soul. However, for researchers who are determined to explore the unknown secrets of the ninja world, being too pure is not necessarily a good thing, even for their own souls. Lack of change is also undesirable, because you are also a part of the "unknown", and research on the outside world is essential. Uncovering your own mysteries is also a top priority.
The extra ninth head of Yamata no Orochi amplifies Orochimaru's own selfish desires. Negative emotions such as suspicion, cruelty, sensitivity, and impulsiveness often attack Orochimaru's mind.
One of the former "Three Ninjas" who had not experienced these thoughts for a long time was indeed a little annoyed at first, and his uncontrollable thoughts from time to time also caused some trouble. But later, Orochimaru gradually realized that for a researcher, the unchanging situation was even more unacceptable. After the cold illusion power was strengthened by the Sharingan, it brought not only disadvantages, but also More active thinking, unbridled associations and endless creativity.
Such a situation made Orochimaru seem to dream back to a time when he was a boy full of fantasies. He was powerless back then, but now he is fully capable of putting them into practice.
The trouble is that as more and more research projects are initiated, the "materials" being consumed are almost running out, making the "assistant" Yakushi Kabuto even busier.
If it weren't for the difficulty of finding capable helpers, Orochimaru would have even considered finding another deputy.
At the same time, in a dungeon a few hundred meters away from the underground base, a young man named Lan was trembling under the flickering firelight.
Almost every once in a while, many young people who are recruited or come to seek refuge will stage an endless brawl. In a fully enclosed arena with dozens of people, only a few people are lucky enough to survive until the end.
In less than five years, most of the tribesmen who had taken refuge with Lan were already dead. Lan, who had a kind and handsome face, had also become taciturn. His light purple hair was stained with too much blood and filth, and it looked very ugly because it had not been cleaned. gray.
Two years ago, Arashi, who brought his clan's elite and inheritance to join him, dreamed that under the leadership of Orochimaru, the Sound Ninja Village would be developed and the Fuuma clan, who was always in panic, could also find a place to stay.
Gradually, I realized that the Feng Mo clan was just wishful thinking, but there was no turning back.
The sunk cost is huge. Once Orochimaru is lost as a backer, the Fuma clan will be able to hide in the market and survive by cheating and kidnapping. What's more, he can't get out.
Even the elders of the clan praised his talent and regarded it as the hope for the family's revival. Lan once thought that he would become a hero of the Fuma clan. It's a pity that after arriving under Orochimaru's command, I realized that there are so many geniuses in this world. The few moves I made were simply not enough. If it weren't for the fact that the Fuma clan still had some foundation and the secret skills they could master well, they would have died long ago. In the fights again and again.
As time went by, Lan also felt greater and greater pressure.
The people competing with him on the same stage are no longer unknown wandering ninjas, down-and-out warriors and young talents from small families, but elites who have truly emerged from the bloody storm, many of whom have mastered powerful secret techniques. He even awakened the genius of the Blood Succession Limit.
In a deadly fight the day before yesterday, Lan was hit head-on in the abdomen by a powerful fat man and fainted to the ground. Fortunately, he escaped the "meat grinder"-like fight, and happened to... He woke up before being turned into a specimen by the corpse collection team.
The silver-haired young man wearing glasses dropped some potion and left him to fend for himself.
After lying weakly for a day and night, Lan finally regained some strength. After struggling to eat some cold dry food, he endured the severe pain in his chest and abdomen and calculated the "knockout" that was about to start again the day after tomorrow.
Suddenly, Lan, whose perception was extremely sensitive in the dark environment, caught a glimpse of a strange ripple between an underground river tank opposite the iron cage.
Arashi hurriedly stood up and took out a kunai as a warning. He saw a group of arm-high monsters emerging from the water tank. There were two black spots on the head that looked like a snout, and several slender tentacles stretched out from the trunk.
"It's really not easy to find this place."
The water monster spoke loudly and opened a ferocious mouth.
"who?"
Lan, who lowered his voice and asked, cautiously stepped back, but the strange water monster seemed to move forward without any awareness.
"Arashi from the Fuma clan?"
"Looking for me?"
I have imagined many situations, such as hostile forces coming to my door, other "competitors" testing, or even Orochimaru and Yakushi Kabuto "fishing", but there is no possibility that the other party is specifically looking for me.
"It's fairly easy to locate Orochimaru. It's really hard to find someone like you, a guy I've never seen before."
Kagura's Heart Eye records chakra fluctuations. As long as Orochimaru doesn't hide it deliberately, the general direction can be found.
"After all, it's a promise in a transaction, so it's hard to ignore it."
"What are you doing...?"
"Make sure you are still alive and find an opportunity to rescue you. Hanqi leads his clan members to sacrifice their lives for me, so I won't let him feel cold."
The water monster that spoke was like a wriggling jelly, looking around slowly.
"The defenses here are really tight. I detoured through dozens of kilometers of underground rivers and took more than a dozen wrong steps in the dense tributaries before I got here. It's probably impossible for you to get out."
One of the main bases carefully laid out by Orochimaru, even a small ninja village could not be captured. It would take at least a regiment of jounin with the consciousness to fight a small war to overthrow the place.
Lan, who was still confused, asked tentatively:
"Uncle Hansaki of the Fuuma clan asked you to come here?"
"Huh? That's right. You are locked up here and don't know anything. I am his financial sponsor and immediate boss. Now your people are working for me to make a living. So far, cooperation is okay. Your safety, It’s one of the optional conditions. It’s best if it can save your life. If it’s not possible, don’t force it. By the way…”
The water monster climbed over the iron cage railing, stretched out his hand, and swung over a ball of water that glowed with fluorescence inside.
"Take it and contact me directly if you have the opportunity in the future. You don't have to worry about being discovered. This stuff is genuine water."
Unless the host takes the initiative to become a demon, even a god would have difficulty telling whether a ball of dihydrogen monoxide in the human body is part of a certain natural spirit.
"How...how should I trust you?"
"Be honest and obedient. In your current state, what can you calculate? After staying here for several years, you still have illusions about Orochimaru? That is not an existence that you, the Fuuma clan, can cooperate with on an equal footing, even if it is Tian The Daimyo of the country is just an unlucky guy who was taken advantage of. What you have to do now is to save your own life, and then wait until the day you are rescued...or collect your body."
Speaking of this, Lan realized that his physical condition was indeed not optimistic, and luck would not favor him every time.
There was no way out anyway, so it was better to give it a try.
With this thought in mind, Lan stepped forward, opened his finger with a kunai, squeezed out a wisp of blood and seeped it into the water mass, and then swallowed it whole.
In an instant, the cold fluid reached the stomach along the esophagus, then spread throughout the body, and then dissipated.
"You don't even have a curse seal. It seems that your ability is no more than this. Live well and hope to see you in the sun one day..."
"That's it...what do you need me to do? Act as a spy or something..."
"you
He's not qualified yet, let's wait until he falls into Orochimaru's eyes and becomes a useful "cannon fodder". "
"What's the standard, a curse seal? I've never seen it..."
"Wait with peace of mind. As long as you live long enough and see it, you will naturally understand it."
Said water monster turned back and disappeared behind the cold stone wall through the small water outlet, leaving Lan alone in the dungeon thinking about what just happened.
"Stay alive! You...wait for me..."
After all, he is a young man who grew up with the aura of genius, and at least he still has some spirit. Even if he has been hit hard in the past two years, he will not be completely decadent.
For the sake of the survival of the Fuma clan, he did not hesitate to seek the skin of a tiger and made a deal with the rebellious ninja Orochimaru, but was severely dealt with. Struggle to survive and retain hope for the future are the most important things.
