Naruto：Immortality and the Eight Inner Gates[Double agent]

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After giving Hiruzen Sarutobi a little "friendly nudge," Rinjin walked home with a satisfied smile on his face.

Ever since the death of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju, life had been surprisingly pleasant for him.

Though it might sound a bit twisted, Rinjin couldn't lie to himself. He had to admit: *Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu* was the ultimate god-tier technique!

In his eyes, using *Multiple Shadow Clone Jutsu* solely for combat or reconnaissance was a complete waste of Tobirama-sama's genius invention.

Why not use shadow clones to make money?

Why not use them to research other jutsu?

Why not use them to train skills you're too lazy to practice?

This technique was practically tailor-made for lazy people and a godsend for transmigrators.

Thinking of this, Rinjin sighed with a tinge of regret.

As amazing as shadow clones were, with his chakra reserves, he could only create three at a time.

Compared to Naruto, who could summon hundreds or even thousands of clones in an instant, Rinjin felt like he didn't even deserve to be in the same league.

However, this limitation also revealed one of the downsides of his immortality—his chakra capacity.

Currently, his total chakra reserves were about the same as an average Chūnin.

No matter how much he trained or extracted chakra, it seemed to hit a ceiling, as if immortality came with a built-in limit.

This wasn't baseless speculation. According to the introduction in the Chakra Extraction Technique, chakra is formed by combining a person's spiritual energy and physical energy in a certain ratio.

This meant that those with strong wills had more spiritual energy, while those with robust bodies had more physical energy.

And therein lay the problem. Despite Rinjin's body constantly growing stronger due to years of intense weight training—his muscle and bone strength improving every moment—the amount of physical energy extracted from each cell remained unchanged.

He even suspected that in the original series, Hidan's chakra reserves were only at the level of a Genin.

After all, that guy didn't seem to have much of a brain.

The drawbacks of low chakra reserves were obvious. Techniques like *Wood Release: Advent of a World of Flowering Trees* were completely out of the question.

However, Rinjin's chakra was sufficient for casually playing around with the *Flying Raijin Jutsu*.

Thinking about the *Flying Raijin Jutsu*, Rinjin suddenly felt even more frustrated.

It seemed that he had absolutely no sensitivity to space, making this technique especially difficult to master.

Even with seventy to eighty shadow clones practicing outside the village 24/7, he could only manage teleportation within a range of ten meters—and even that came with a high probability of splitting his body.

To put it simply, his upper body would teleport while his legs stayed behind. Every attempt resulted in the death of a shadow clone.

The mental burden of inheriting the memories from these clones was immense.

Even for someone like Rinjin, who was used to losing his head, enduring the continuous pain of splitting was no easy feat. For ordinary people without Rinjin's unique experiences, it would be unbearable.

Realizing the difficulty of mastering the *Flying Raijin Jutsu*, Rinjin couldn't help but admire the talent of Tobirama Senju and Minato Namikaze.

Especially Minato, who had elevated the *Flying Raijin Jutsu* to an extraordinary level, capable of crossing the entire Land of Fire to reach the battlefield. It was important to note that the farther the teleportation range, the greater the difficulty and chakra consumption.

Fortunately, despite the snail-like progress, there was still progress.

Rinjin believed that in the foreseeable future, he would become the Hokage version of Mundo, going wherever he pleased!

Embracing the spirit of optimism, his mood brightened once again.

As the last rays of the setting sun illuminated his path, Rinjin walked briskly toward his home. Just as he was about to step through the door, a familiar sensation struck him, and his brows furrowed sharply.

?!

What's going on?

All of his shadow clones practicing the *Flying Raijin Jutsu* outside the village had been destroyed?

Recalling the memories transmitted back by the clones, Rinjin rubbed his chin thoughtfully.

Based on the crushing sensation from the clones' memories, it was likely a *Earth Release* or *Wind Release* jutsu.

To wipe out nearly seventy clones at once, the technique must have had a massive range!

Curiosity stirred within Rinjin's heart.

Who would go out of their way to pick a fight with a bunch of shadow clones?

Realizing he was similarly idle, Rinjin decided to leave the village and meet this equally bored individual.

Without hesitation, he formed a series of hand seals.

Ox—Dog—Dragon—Rat—Dog—Boar—Snake—Tiger.

"*Shadow Clone Jutsu!*"

With a puff of smoke, a clone appeared. Rinjin pointed toward the Katō residence. "You go back and sleep."

With that, he tapped his toes on the ground, and his figure vanished in an instant.

To prevent the troublemaker from getting too far away, Rinjin quickened his pace, leaving afterimages as he dashed out of the village.

In less than five minutes, Rinjin had arrived at the location where his shadow clones had been practicing.

The area was a mess of shattered trees, and the ground looked like it had been chewed up by dogs—uneven and chaotic.

Carefully examining the scene for clues, Rinjin suddenly caught a faint, familiar scent wafting into his nose.

"Hm? This milky smell... Could it be someone who hasn't been weaned yet?"

As he muttered to himself, Rinjin's brows furrowed, and a memory flashed through his mind.

No, this was Tsunade's scent!

Without hesitation, Rinjin followed the rapidly fading scent trail.

There was no doubt about it—something had happened to Tsunade!

At this point in time, she likely hadn't mastered her superhuman strength, so there was no way she could have wiped out all his clones.

Most importantly, as the granddaughter of Hashirama Senju, there was no reason for her to be wandering outside the village at night!

Unless she had been kidnapped. And if she had, her captor was at least a Jōnin-level ninja!

This wasn't just a question of whether to save her—it was a matter of necessity. He had to bring her back safe and sound.

Knowing that the ANBU were no longer monitoring him, Rinjin realized the gravity of the situation.

The moment he had shaken off the ANBU's surveillance, the princess of Konoha had been kidnapped. This was a classic case of being caught in a compromising situation!

With his heart tightening, Rinjin picked up his pace once more.

"*Shadow Clone Jutsu!*"

Forming seals, Rinjin created three clones with a puff of smoke, exhausting all his chakra.

"Stay hidden and prepare to ambush!"

The clones slowed their pace, trailing behind Rinjin's main body.

Meanwhile, Rinjin replenished his chakra reserves and summoned iron sand from his back, forming it into a massive sword larger than his own height.

Relieved of the toxins in his body, Rinjin felt a newfound lightness as his muscles and blood vessels seemed to hum with energy.

"Detoxification really makes you feel like a new person!"

With a shiver of delight, Rinjin pushed his legs harder, his already superhuman speed reaching new heights.

Up ahead, three ninja carrying Tsunade were moving swiftly. Their destination was the Land of Long, located northwest of Konoha and east of the Land of Earth. There, they planned to deliver their hostage to a wealthy employer.

In other words, they were bounty hunters.

As the three moved, the one carrying Tsunade suddenly frowned.

"Big Brother, someone's chasing us!"

"How many?" asked the man at the rear.

"One!"

Hearing this, Tsunade, who had been feigning unconsciousness, was momentarily stunned.

As the granddaughter of both the Senju and Uzumaki clans, Tsunade's superhuman constitution made her incredibly resilient. Knocking her out wasn't so easy.

The thought of someone chasing after them brought her a glimmer of hope. But when she heard there was only one pursuer, her heart sank.

Uncle Hiruzen! Is it you, Uncle Hiruzen?

At this moment, Tsunade desperately hoped the pursuer was Hiruzen Sarutobi. But upon reflection, she realized how absurd that was.

Uncle Hiruzen had just taken on the role of Hokage. How could he possibly chase after her alone?

Even if he did, he would surely bring a team of ANBU with him!

With this realization, Tsunade's heart filled with despair once more, and she couldn't help but regret her actions.

If only she hadn't lingered by the Naka River to the south, or stayed out until dark.

Run away! Don't follow! You'll die!

Just as Tsunade's anxiety peaked, the three kidnappers landed on the ground.

The bald man at the rear, his face painted with oil and his expression stern, spoke up.

"C, take the hostage and go ahead. B and I will handle the pursuer. Meet at the secret base on the Fire Country border!"

"No!" C exclaimed. "He's too fast; it's too late!"

As he spoke, he cast a wary glance toward Konoha.

From that direction, the ground trembled slightly, trees splintered, and wooden debris flew everywhere. It was as if a feral beast was charging straight at them.

"Stay alert! A taijutsu specialist!" the leader, A, barked.

Before his words had even finished, a handsome young man wielding a massive sword descended from the sky.

With a thunderous crash, the earth cracked beneath his feet.

"Well, well~ Where do you think you're taking Konoha's flat-chested princess?"