Meanwhile, Satori Hyūga continued his relaxed stroll through the Land of Wind.
Though referred to as a vast country, the Land of Wind was actually composed of countless scattered oases.
Walking down the street, Satori observed the ubiquitous beige rock buildings, each displaying distinctive desert architectural features.
There weren't many people on the road, but most wore loose robes with cloth masks covering their faces.
Had it not been for the white fabric, Satori might have believed he had entered an oil-rich country.
Compared to actual oil-producing nations, the environment within the Land of Wind was genuinely terrible.
In this place, besides sand blowing everywhere, violent gusts constantly battered the surroundings—truly, this was a land of destitution.
Activating his Tenseigan, Satori examined the town. He observed that the wealthy lived in the center, where conditions were somewhat livable, while the poor resided on the outskirts, overwhelmed by the encroaching sand.
"What a logical yet heartbreaking reality," Satori mused.
Under such harsh conditions, even living environments had become a critical resource.
Wandering through the alleys, Satori occasionally saw residents with fierce expressions and menacing appearances.
As the saying goes, "barren mountains and bitter waters breed tough people."
Perhaps it was exactly these harsh and barren conditions that forged the people of the Land of Wind into fierce and battle-hardened souls.
"Indeed, this world needs saving," Satori murmured, having experienced the local hardship firsthand. Soon, he arrived once again at the outskirts of Sunagakure.
Standing atop a steep cliff, hands clasped behind his back, Satori gazed into the distance.
The terrain around Sunagakure was strikingly unique—towering cliffs encircled it on all sides, resembling an upturned bowl that cradled the village within.
This bowl-shaped structure made Sunagakure naturally defensible, needing little in the way of heavy security.
Although Sunagakure was counted among the Five Great Villages, it was also the poorest and most underdeveloped shinobi village—making it an unlikely target for invasion.
Towering stone walls might halt ordinary ninja, but they posed no obstacle to someone like Satori, who could fly.
Activating his Tenseigan, Satori instantly perceived the patrol routes and surveillance zones of the shinobi guarding Sunagakure.
Armed with this knowledge, his chances of slipping inside improved dramatically.
Taking advantage of the night's cover, Satori flew silently over the cliffs like a bird and landed quietly within the village.
It was Satori's first time visiting Sunagakure—one of the legendary Five Great Villages—and curiosity stirred within him.
Located deep in the desert region, from architecture to cultural customs, Sunagakure stood worlds apart from Konoha.
Walking through the streets, Satori moved like a shadow—unseen and undetected—taking in every detail of his surroundings.
His enhanced vision enabled him to effortlessly avoid detection by patrolling shinobi at night.
"I suppose Sasori has already been born. Where should I begin my search?"
"His parents are Jonin from Sunagakure, and his grandmother is a renowned Puppet Master. Surely there are many who know where they reside."
Satori turned his head, scanning carefully in all directions, ready to find an unfortunate soul to question for information.
The Tenseigan acted like an ultra-precise radar, capable of pinpointing the distance of ninjas and gauging the chakra reserves within their bodies.
Based solely on their chakra levels, Satori Hyūga could roughly estimate the strength and status of those ninjas.
When he turned his gaze toward the southwest, Satori briefly halted in his tracks, a strange glint flashing in his eyes.
"What unique chakra. Could this be a Bloodline Limit?"
He took a step forward, his body shot forward like a bolt of lightning, leaving behind trails of afterimages.
In the blink of an eye, Satori arrived at a dome-shaped building. He scaled through a narrow window and somersaulted into the room.
The moment he landed, he came face to face with a young girl with long light-green hair who was practicing her throwing techniques in the room.
The girl wore her hair in a ponytail, had slender legs, wide eyes, and stared at Satori in shock.
Pakura never expected someone to crawl through her own window—only to be caught red-handed.
But soon, Pakura regained her composure, her face lit up with excitement.
"Enemy! Die!"
She hurled a kunai at him and unsheathed her tanto, charging headlong at Satori.
Her eyes sparkled with excitement. Facing Satori, she showed no fear whatsoever—only eagerness to fight.
Seeing Pakura attack, Satori didn't grow angry but instead smiled: "Not bad. You've got guts."
He raised his arm, forming his hand into a blade, slicing the kunai midair. With another horizontal slash, he deflected Pakura's sword strike.
"You must be Pakura—the one who wields Scorch Release."
"How did you know?!" Pakura exclaimed in shock, asking in confusion.
Only the Third Kazekage was aware of her Scorch Release ability.
Satori grinned: "That's simple—I deduced it."
From the moment he detected that unique chakra nature, Satori had already formed a rough suspicion. Once he laid eyes upon Pakura's appearance, his certainty grew even stronger.
This girl made few appearances, yet she ranked among the most renowned beauties in the ninja world.
In countless transmigration novels and fanfics, Pakura often ended up as part of the main character's harem—a classic staple.
The beautiful Pakura, legendary among transmigration fics.
Satori gazed at her with a smile, a sudden urge to abduct her stirring in his heart.
He had been in this world for quite some time now, yet he'd never seriously considered choosing a partner before.
She looked about seventeen or eighteen—right within his ideal age range—and possessed Scorch Release. All of that stirred a strong urge in Satori to capture her.
"Despicable man! Let me show you my true strength," Pakura shouted angrily when she realized all her attacks were easily dodged, as though he were just toying with a child.
[Scorch Release: Overheated Kill.]
Blazing crimson chakra gathered in Pakura's palm, forming a dazzling ball the size of a hand.
Though small, the sphere radiated oppressive heat, enough to steam a person alive.
"Despicable man—die!"
The young Pakura launched herself upward, her well-toned legs powering her leap as she charged toward Satori.
Aiming her Scorch Release directly at him, she prepared to burn Satori to death.
Yet this wasn't her full power. Limited by the cramped indoor space, she couldn't channel more chakra into the sphere.
Satori Hyūga remained calm and collected, lightly raising his hand as he muttered, "[Suction, Black Hole Devouring]."
At the center of his palm, an invisible black hole formed instantly, releasing overwhelming suction that instantly engulfed the charging Pakura.
In an instant, Satori entered the [Black Hole Realm], leaving behind only the empty room.
Inside the [Black Hole Realm],
A younger Pakura, dressed simply, was bound by countless dark chains, contorted into a humiliatingly degrading position.
Facing her, Satori stood with a deep gaze. His Tenseigan flared to life as he delved into Pakura's memories.
Being a citizen of Sunagakure, Pakura possessed a Bloodline Limit, earning her special treatment from high-ranking officials.
After all, in a desolate place like Sunagakure, possessing even a single Bloodline Limit was rare.
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