Watching the four departing Mist ships and confirming they wouldn't be returning, Qingming gave the order to start clearing the battlefield.
Originally, his plan for this battle had been to hold down the fort and wait for reinforcements.
Unexpectedly, because of a targeted attack by the Mist Village, it turned into this.
As they say, "Man proposes, God disposes."
Still, the outcome was acceptable.
Though they suffered considerable losses—of the two hundred members on his team, eighty were lost, leaving less than sixty percent surviving—they managed to repel the Mist Village's forces. They also eliminated a fair number of Mist ninja. As a result, their opponent shouldn't launch a large-scale attack in the short term.
This allowed him to focus on further improving his own abilities in the meantime.
With this in mind, Qingming found a spot to continue practicing the Palm Sage Technique to strengthen his body.
About half an hour later, a team arrived.
It was none other than the support unit sent by Kurozawa Jozu.
Unfortunately, their effort was bound to be in vain.
Well… maybe not entirely.
At the very least, they brought in some reinforcements.
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In a flash, two days had passed.
Just as Qingming predicted, after their probing attack failed two days earlier, the Mist Village hadn't launched any large-scale assault.
Small skirmishes, however, increased in frequency.
But Qingming had little interest in these minor skirmishes, so he left them to his subordinates while he immersed himself in daily training.
That afternoon,
Near the base,
In an open area.
After completing this round of training with the Palm Sage Technique, Qingming felt it was about time and dismissed his Shadow Clones.
In an instant, the Shadow Clones practicing various techniques around him disappeared, their experiences from the past hour flooding into his mind.
Qingming closed his eyes and started to process this wealth of experience, converting it into proficiency.
After a quarter of an hour, he opened his eyes, a gleam of insight flashing within.
A smile soon appeared on his face.
In nearly ten days of training, his Wind Release: Rasenshuriken had finally leveled up.
Scanning his skills panel, he saw that the skill level for Wind Release: Rasenshuriken had increased from lv5 (2326/5000) to lv6 (1/10000)!
Now, he could channel more chakra when performing this technique.
Its power, naturally, would also increase.
But this was only secondary.
The most important thing was that this upgrade gave him a deeper understanding of the Wind Release.
Coupled with insights from the perfected Wind Release: Blade of Wind from four days earlier, he was confident he could now develop a Wind Release-based flying technique.
No sooner thought than done, Qingming crossed his fingers into the "ne" seal and once again performed the Shadow Clone Technique.
Poof!
A puff of chakra smoke dissipated, and nine Shadow Clones appeared around him.
He instructed eight of them to continue their previous training, while the remaining one began working on developing the flying technique.
Yes, Qingming didn't intend to develop it himself.
Aside from the potential dangers of creating a new technique, he still had to maintain his training in the Palm Sage Technique and the Insight Reflection Technique.
So, he left it to his Shadow Clones to figure it out.
Since he didn't have an urgent need for a flying technique, it didn't matter if it took a little longer.
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Time flew, and five days passed in the blink of an eye.
Developing a new technique really was no easy feat.
In just five days, his Shadow Clones had exploded over a hundred times due to chakra mishaps.
As a result, he'd lost quite a bit of chakra.
If not for the increasing frequency of Mist attacks in recent days, giving him a chance to go out occasionally and gather some chakra from combat, his progress in other skills might already have been impacted.
In the open space, as Qingming processed the latest memories that surfaced in his mind, he sighed, quickly reviewing and internalizing them before checking his skills panel.
Confirming there were no new techniques, he performed the Shadow Clone Technique once more, summoning a clone to continue the work on the flying technique.
Compared to an average ninja, his path to creating new techniques was already far simpler. As long as he could form a prototype that met the proficiency panel's standards, it was considered a success.
Subsequent refinements could be done through continuous practice.
Still, even with this advantage, he hadn't succeeded yet.
This underscored how challenging it was for other ninjas to create new techniques.
Of course, part of this was due to the inherent difficulty in developing a flying technique, but there was no denying that developing a new technique was not a task to be taken lightly.
For now, his only choice was to keep experimenting patiently.
Shaking his head to clear his thoughts, Qingming refocused, channeling his energy into the Insight Reflection Technique to further the evolution of his Sharingan.
After days of consistent practice, his Sharingan's evolution level was nearing the ten-thousand mark.
If his earlier feeling was correct, crossing this threshold would grant him an increase in his Spirit attribute.
With that, his potential would also rise.
And, based on previous experience, each boost to his potential had consistently improved his chakra recovery rate.
This, in turn, would accelerate the growth of his other skills.
Undoubtedly, it would be a comprehensive upgrade.
Countless thoughts flashed through his mind before he settled his focus on the evolution of his Sharingan.
One time, two times, three times…
Unnoticed, Qingming had already performed the Insight Reflection Technique more than forty times.
On his skills panel, the evolution level of his Sharingan crept closer to the ten-thousand mark.
At last, a certain moment arrived. As he performed the Insight Reflection Technique again, channeling that special chakra generated by the technique into his eyes, an invisible barrier shattered.
Qingming felt his mind go blank, his consciousness sinking into a state of confusion.
In that moment, time seemed to lose its meaning.
In a hazy state, he felt as if a year had passed… or perhaps only a second.
Suddenly, Qingming opened his eyes.
In the next instant, a surge of mental energy coursed through him, his visual power increasing significantly as his Mangekyo Sharingan activated of its own accord.
Qingming carefully observed the changes within.
In his heart, he sensed that his Susanoo had evolved from its initial form to the first stage.
Releasing his perception and confirming that no one was nearby, he activated his Susanoo, and a silvery-white skeleton appeared, surrounding him protectively.
This was indeed the first-stage Susanoo—although still skeletal, it was no longer just ribs and arms as in the initial form.
Having reached the first stage, he could now form a complete upper body, greatly enhancing his defenses.
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