Naruto: Eating Kaido's Azure Dragon Devil Fruit-Chapter 293: Wind Rises in the Daimyo’s Palace

Chapter 293: Chapter 293: Wind Rises in the Daimyo’s Palace

After passing through several hidden alleys, Sora entered the backyard of an ordinary looking izakaya. He pushed open an inconspicuous wooden door and descended a stone staircase, entering a dim underground space.

The air was a mix of tobacco, alcohol, and a faint, elusive scent of blood.

All sorts of people gathered here. Rogue ninja, ronin, information brokers, noble retainers.

They were conducting various shady transactions.

Sora skillfully found an inconspicuous corner and sat down, ordering a cheap sake. His powerful sensory abilities quietly enveloped the surroundings.

Before long, he discovered that the previously spread rumors about Orochimaru conducting human experiments and researching forbidden techniques had already circulated here, even spawning several versions.

The timing was right.

Sora slowly sipped his sake and struck up a conversation with an information broker nearby who seemed well informed.

"Have you heard? That Lord Orochimaru isn’t just researching ordinary forbidden techniques."

"Oh? Brother, do you have even juicier news?" The information broker immediately became interested.

"Hey, I have a distant relative, making a living over in the Land of Rice. He happened to catch some whispers."

Sora leaned closer and lowered his voice. "That lord is not only secretly transplanting the cells of the First Hokage, trying to obtain Wood Release power. He is also covertly collecting the Sharingan of the Uchiha clan."

"Hiss."

The information broker sucked in a cold breath.

"Sharingan? Is he crazy? Would the Uchiha clan let him get away with that?"

"Who knows? Maybe some high ranking officials are turning a blind eye? Or maybe he’s being discreet enough?"

Sora shrugged and continued dropping bombs.

"But that’s not the most terrifying part. It’s said he’s even trying to fuse Tailed Beast chakra with the human body."

"Like the Eight Tails Jinchuriki in Kumogakure? But where would he get a Tailed Beast?" The information broker was shocked.

"Who knows? Maybe secretly captured during the war? Or, using other methods to obtain the chakra?"

Sora said meaningfully.

"Think about it. A ninja who masters Wood Release, possibly possesses the Sharingan, and even covets Tailed Beast power. What does he actually want to do?"

"The position of Hokage? Or something even more terrifying?"

Sora left a conclusion that invited endless speculation. Then, as if realizing he had spoken carelessly, he immediately shut his mouth. He left a few coins on the table, stood up, and hurriedly left the corner, quickly blending into the flow of people in the black market.

The information broker stood there stunned, digesting this shocking information. Then, a fanatical light burst in his eyes.

Secret news of this level was enough to fetch a high price.

He immediately stood up and hurriedly went to find his contact.

Sora sensed the rapidly fermenting commotion behind him. The corner of his mouth lifted in a cold smile.

First Hokage cells, Sharingan, Tailed Beast chakra fusion.

Each of these keywords alone was enough to cause huge waves in the ninja world.

Pinning them all on Orochimaru’s head was enough to make any faction that heard the news restless.

Although Orochimaru hadn’t actually done all of it, now it was like yellow mud falling into his pants. Even if it’s not what it looks like, people will think it is.

Leaving the black market, and confirming he wasn’t followed, Sora arrived at a deserted warehouse district on the outskirts of the capital.

He formed hand seals.

"Summoning Technique."

Poof. Poof.

Two puffs of white smoke appeared. Chinchilla and Kuro Maru appeared.

"Meow. Boss Sora, mission complete." Chinchilla puffed out its chest, looking proud.

"Meow. We spread all those rumors." Kuro Maru licked its paw, looking at Sora with eager eyes.

Sora nodded.

"How was the effect? Any trouble?"

"Meow. Don’t worry, absolutely no problems."

Chinchilla assured him. "As you instructed, we focused on spreading them in several major cities and exchange offices in the Land of Fire. We even took the time to go around the Land of Earth, Land of Lightning, and Land of Wind, spreading the whispers there too."

Sora was somewhat surprised. He didn’t expect these two cats to be so dedicated, even starting "international business."

"Well done."

He habitually took out a prepared one thousand ryo note and two packs of dried fish from his ninja tool pouch.

"Here, your payment."

However, Chinchilla rarely did not immediately take the money. It coughed, its cat face putting on a "you know" expression.

Beside it, Kuro Maru also stopped licking its paw. Its big eyes looked at him full of expectation.

Sora was taken aback at first, then understood. Looking at these two ninja cats who were clearly "raising their price," he couldn’t help but feel speechless.

Their business scope had expanded. It seemed the payment also needed to become "international."

He shook his head, chuckled, and took out a ten thousand ryo note and a large bag of specially made grilled fish, a full twenty jin.

"Is this enough now?"

"Meow ha ha ha. Boss, you’re generous."

Chinchilla instantly snatched the money note and stuffed it into the small pouch around its neck.

"Meow meow meow. Thank you, boss."

Kuro Maru happily pounced on the bag of fish. Surprisingly, its small body easily carried the package that was larger than itself.

"Be careful. I’ll contact you for the next mission." Sora instructed.

"Meow. No problem."

"Meow meow. For the dried fish."

The two ninja cats turned into two blurry shadows and quickly disappeared into the warehouse.

Sora looked in the direction Kuro Maru disappeared and shook his head with a laugh again.

"I really don’t know how its little body can carry twenty jin of dried fish."

Night deepened.

Sora silently infiltrated the palace of the Fire Daimyo.

As the ruler of a nation, the security of the Daimyo’s palace was naturally tight.

Although there wasn’t the so called "Twelve Guardian Ninja" from later in the original story, there were still eight elite guard ninjas stationed there permanently, some of whom were jonin level experts.

However, for Sora, these defenses were like they didn’t exist.

He moved like a shadow blending into the night wind, easily avoiding all sentries, hidden posts, and barrier detection. He arrived at the core area where the Daimyo lived and handled government affairs.

Hiding behind a massive beam, Sora’s gaze fell on the middle aged man surrounded by many maids and civil officials.

The Fire Daimyo wore luxurious robes. His face carried the laziness of a privileged life and a trace of arrogance. He was listening to his subordinate’s reports, occasionally making lazy批示.

’This is the person who nominally rules the Land of Fire, including the Konoha Ninja Village.’

A strange feeling arose in Sora’s heart.

An ordinary person who seemed to have no strength, relying on bloodline and so called "legitimacy," could control a military group like Konoha with its world destroying power.

This was simply unimaginable in his previous life.

How could the button for nuclear weapons be held in the hands of an ordinary person?

But then, Sora remembered the settings from the original story.

The relationship between the hidden villages and the great nations was a delicate symbiosis.

The Daimyo provided funds and resources. The hidden village provided military force and protection. They restrained each other, yet needed each other.

’Perhaps, this is precisely the balance point of this twisted world.’

Sora shook his head, pushing aside these irrelevant thoughts.

Politics, power struggles. He currently had no interest in changing or participating in them.

His purpose for coming here was just to take a look at this so called Daimyo.

The result was unsatisfactory.

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