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"It's Suna! Thank you for coming to notify us again." Qin Yi squinted and smiled after taking a glance.
This was the first person he had fought against in the Hokage world, so he naturally had a deep impression of him.
At that time, he was quite wary of the other party, but that was then, and this was now.
"Lord QinKage is too polite. Hokage-sama sent us to assist you because he thought you might not know the way." Suna smiled.
"What's the time and location?" Qin Yi asked directly, wasting no time on formalities.
"In the Nation of Iron, seven days from now," Suna said seriously.
"Good, there's no time to waste. Let's set off now!" Qin Yi stood up.
As his QinKage hat swayed, he had already stepped away from his desk, with the Three Generals following closely behind, their expressions solemn.
In the blink of an eye, Qin Yi and his entourage had departed.
"Let's go, Suna." Unexpectedly, Qin Yi was so decisive that Suna momentarily fell behind, only snapping out of it when he heard the command.
"Oh, yes, QinKage Sama." Suna slightly bowed and quickly caught up.
Respecting power was second nature in this war-torn era. Realizing that Qin Yi had surpassed him in such a short time, and that the Nation of Qin had undergone such a dramatic transformation, Su was both shocked and overwhelmed.
Upon exiting the QinKage Office, Qin Yi and his group encountered Gandalf, who was overseeing Shinobi teams and making arrangements.
"Your Majesty." Gandalf greeted him with a smile.
"While I'm away, I'll leave the country in your hands, Gandalf." Qin Yi nodded.
"Your Majesty can rest assured," Gandalf replied solemnly.
Standing behind them, Suna glanced at Gandalf and felt a sudden chill. He also took note of the Shinobi teams present, his eyes narrowing.
"The Nation of Qin, which was once so weak, has become so powerful in such a short time?!"
After a brief exchange with Gandalf, Qin Yi wasted no time and headed toward the outskirts of the village.
Su and his team remained silent. It had been barely half an hour since they had entered and exited the Nation of Qin, yet the impact on Suna's mind was immense.
"How do we get to the Nation of Iron?" As they walked, Qin Yi suddenly asked.
Now, wearing his QinKage hat, his face hidden behind a white cloth, he exuded both mystery and authority.
"The Nation of Iron is located to the north of Konoha. We will need some time to travel."
Suna responded softly.
"Mm." Qin Yi nodded, and the team lapsed into silence once more.
After crossing the sea by boat, Qin Yi and the others set foot in the forests of Konoha once again.
They needed to skirt the edge of the Konoha forest, follow the coastline, and pass through two or three ninja villages before finally reaching the Nation of Iron.
That day, the two teams traveled without pause, only stopping for a short rest in the evening.
"Let's take a short rest; we'll resume in three hours." Qin Yi said indifferently.
Suna glanced around but said nothing, merely nodding slightly.
He found himself marveling at how much this young man had changed in just three or four months.
At seventeen, Qin Yi was likely the youngest Kage in the entire ninja world.
As they took a break and lit a small campfire, three teams of masked Shinobi quickly closed in.
"They're moving too fast; what's the rush?"
In the darkness, the three Shinobi teams surrounded Qin Yi's group, their gazes sharp and filled with curiosity.
"No matter what they're up to, our target is the one in the middle— the QinKage."
"The Nation of Qin has gone too far lately. They're making it impossible for us to survive."
"It's not just the food and meat— they're even taking all the fish from the sea."
The Shinobi whispered among themselves, their voices laced with resentment.
"As long as they exist, we can't live in peace. Our villagers are already struggling just to eat."
"Now that their QinKage has left the safety of his village, we can't miss this chance to teach them a lesson!"
Their eyes gleamed with killing intent, locked onto Qin Yi.
"Wait for my signal. When I say go, we strike together and wipe them out."
Just as they were plotting, Qin Yi suddenly lifted his head, his sharp gaze locking onto their hiding spot. Beneath the brim of his hat, the corner of his mouth curled into a faint smirk.
"Damn it! We've been spotted!"
"Attack!"
The captain's face twisted in alarm before immediately giving the order.
In an instant, three teams— twelve Shinobi in total— burst from the treetops, launching themselves toward Qin Yi's group.
"Enemy attack!" Suna's expression changed drastically as he jumped to his feet, his teammates tensing beside him.
Qin Lin and the Three Generals turned sharply, their gazes locked on the incoming foes.
The masked Shinobi bore no village insignia, making it impossible to determine their origins. Yet their speed was undeniable— they closed the distance in a blink.
"Swish, swish, swish!"
Kunai whistled through the air, hurtling toward them.
Without hesitation, Qin Lin and the Three Generals unsheathed their swords, their movements swift and decisive. Chakra surged through their blades, illuminating the weapons with a sharp, glimmering edge.
In the next instant, the Three Generals leaped forward, meeting the attackers head-on.
"No—!"
Suna's eyes widened. Engaging from below was a severe disadvantage!
But the very next moment—
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
A flurry of metallic clashes rang out. The Kunai were cleaved apart mid-air, shattered by the sheer force of their strikes.
Before the enemy could react—
"Kill!"
A synchronized battle cry erupted as the Three Generals swung their weapons.
The sudden burst of murderous intent stunned the attacking Shinobi. Instinctively, they raised their Kunai in defense.
"Clang!"
A deafening impact.
Before they could even process what had happened, their Kunai cracked, and in the next instant—
"Slash!"
Blood sprayed in the air.
In a mere blink, six Shinobi collapsed with their bodies torn apart by the brutal precision of the Three Generals' swordsmanship.
Suna's pupils contracted.
Six enemies taken down in just a few breaths— using only their blade techniques?!
Before he could recover from his shock, one of the generals suddenly inhaled deeply. His chest swelled—
"Smelting Release: Continuous Magma Bullets!"
With a chillingly casual motion, he spat a series of liquid projectiles.
"Drip, drip, drip!"
Only, these weren't ordinary droplets— they were molten magma.
Each glob shot forward like a bullet, streaking toward their targets at incredible speed.
"Aghhh!"
Three more Shinobi were struck. Their bodies ignited instantly, flames engulfing them as their agonized screams pierced the night.
"A Kekkei Genkai?!" Suna's shock deepened.
And before he could fully comprehend the scene, another Jōnin— Yang Yi— suddenly pressed both hands against the ground.
"Hyōton: Thousand Flurries!"
A pale blue gust swept forward, cold and sharp as a winter storm.
Three breaths later—
Three Shinobi attempting to flee froze mid-motion, their bodies encased in solid ice, their terrified expressions trapped in crystal-clear frost.
Qin Yi didn't even glance at them.
(End of Chapter)