klisemfg Chapter 533 Chakra Manipulation
Chapter 533 Chakra Manipulation
A triumphant smile flashed in Zhang Hai's eyes, but he feigned reluctance as Yuhi Kurenai dragged him away. He knew this was exactly the result he wanted.
"Then thank you very much, Uncle Zhenhong!" As Zhang Hai was dragged to the door, he didn't forget to turn back and call out to Uncle Zhenhong, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible mockery.
Uncle Zhenhong watched the two figures disappear into the distance, a meaningful smile appearing on his face. He stroked his chin lightly, a wise glint in his eyes.
……
In a training room in the Hokage Building, Kurenai Yuhi "forced" Zhang Hai to a table. She took out a pen and paper from a scroll, and then, changing her previous impulsiveness and anger, became serious and focused.
“Genjutsu is not simply chakra manipulation; it affects the five senses and influences the brain. To cast a sophisticated genjutsu, one must first understand its principles.” Kurenai Yuhi picked up a pen and began drawing a diagram of chakra flow on paper, her tone professional and clear. “The body’s chakra flows through the meridians, and through hand seals, it can be guided to specific senses, thereby creating false images, sounds, smells, touches, and even tastes. To break genjutsu, one needs to disrupt the opponent’s chakra or counter it with even stronger mental power…”
Zhang Hai had assumed that Yuhi Hong would immediately cast an illusion and then let him break it. Unexpectedly, she started by explaining the most basic theoretical knowledge, and did so in a clear and concise manner. Although her voice was young, it sounded remarkably calm and professional when she explained the theory of illusion.
He listened attentively, occasionally asking questions. Yuhi Hong patiently answered, sometimes surprised by Zhang Hai's sharp questions. She discovered that although Zhang Hai seemed aloof, he possessed astonishing focus and comprehension in his studies, even capable of applying knowledge to new situations. He wasn't the kind of reckless man she had imagined who only knew how to use a knife.
As time passed, the sky outside the window gradually darkened, eventually being completely enveloped by night. Most of the office lights in the Hokage Building were turned off, with only a few still on.
"Therefore, illusion magic is not about 'creating' things that don't exist, but about 'modifying' or 'deceiving' things that already exist..." Kurenai's voice gradually lowered, her eyelids began to droop, and drowsiness washed over her like a tide. She had carried out missions during the day and then spent several hours at night explaining illusion magic theory with high concentration, leaving her utterly exhausted.
The night was as dark as ink, gently enveloping the entire Hidden Leaf Village, leaving only scattered lights, like diamonds scattered on a black cloth.
In a secluded corner of the training ground, two figures were elongated by the moonlight.
"...That's the situation." Zhang Hai spread out a scroll with a detailed map on the stone table in front of the two men. The map clearly marked the internal structure of the Hokage Building in vermilion, especially the location of the secret room where the Book of Seals was stored, as well as the fixed patrol routes and shift changes of the two Anbu guards. "These two Anbu members are both highly experienced. One is codenamed 'Cat Face,' skilled in tracking and perception; the other is codenamed 'Itachi,' with sharp swordsmanship and extremely high vigilance. It's almost impossible to sneak in silently under their noses."
His voice was steady and calm, as if he were talking about something that had nothing to do with him.
Xuan Weng's white beard trembled slightly. He narrowed his cloudy yet shrewd eyes, carefully examining every detail on the map. His fingers tapped lightly on the cool stone table, producing a rhythmic sound. "Indeed troublesome. The elites of the Dark Division are not so easy to deal with. What are your plans?"
“The plan is simple.” Zhang Hai’s lips curled into a confident smile. “I’ll be in charge of drawing them away.”
"Are you alone?" Xuanweng looked up in surprise.
“Yes, I’m alone.” Zhang Hai’s tone left no room for doubt. “My goal is to create chaos, not to engage them in a prolonged battle. Based on my observations, while the Anbu are loyal to their duties, their primary task is to protect the core area of the Hokage Building, not to investigate every suspicious target. As long as I create enough commotion and lead them away from the secret room, they will inevitably split up to pursue me. And with my speed, they won’t be able to catch up.”
He paused, pointed to a point on the map, and continued, "I'll first use some small movements to distract the 'Cat Face' with stronger perception. As soon as he moves, 'Itachi's' attention will inevitably be diverted as well. I'll use shadow clones to lead the 'Cat Face' to the other side of the village, while my main body will give them an even bigger 'surprise'."
A mad and audacious glint flashed in Zhang Hai's eyes. "I will attack the top floor of the Hokage Building, the Third Hokage's office. Nothing will attract their attention more than the Hokage being 'attacked.' At that time, the attention of two Anbu members will be drawn to me, and that will be your chance."
Xuan Weng remained silent for a moment. He could sense the immense risk behind this plan; a slight misstep could lead to utter ruin. But he also understood that it was, at present, the option with the highest probability of success. He nodded slowly and said in a deep voice, "Alright, do as you say. How much time do I need?"
"Ten minutes." Zhang Hai held up one finger. "From the moment I make my move until you manage to leave after you've succeeded, you only have ten minutes. Is that enough?"
“That’s enough.” A hint of absolute confidence, typical of a craftsman, flashed in Xuan Weng’s eyes. “My lock-picking skills haven’t deteriorated to that level.”
"Then, let's begin." Zhang Hai put away the map, and with a flicker, he disappeared into the deeper darkness.
……
At midnight, the night is at its darkest.
Outside the archives of the Hokage Building, the corridor was deep and silent. Only two ANBU members, dressed in white uniforms and wearing animal masks, stood like statues before the door to the secret room. Their aura was restrained, almost blending into the surrounding darkness.
Suddenly, a soft "click" sound came from the end of the corridor, as if something had accidentally fallen to the ground.
The sound was faint, yet it was like a pebble thrown into a still lake.
"Shh!"
The "Cat Face" member of the ANBU tensed instantly, his ears twitching slightly like an alert feline. He turned his head, his sharp gaze peering through the holes in his mask towards the direction from which the sound came.
"What's wrong?" the ANBU member codenamed "Itachi" asked in a deep voice, his hand already on the hilt of his sword.
“There’s a sound,” the cat-faced creature whispered, its hands rapidly forming hand seals. “Sensory Ninjutsu!”
An invisible wave emanated from him, instantly covering the entire corridor. A moment later, he frowned: "The chakra reaction is very weak, like a wildcat… No!"