CHAPTER 569: CHAPTER 566 NINJA VILLAGE! [SECOND UPDATE]

Seeing the Divine-level Master Miyamoto Sanfu, it only took Miyamoto Sakura two exchanges to slay him with her sword. In a flash, everyone present was shocked into a stunned silence, the entire area deadly quiet.

Especially Miyamoto Chuan, who was so frightened that he collapsed on the spot, his face filled with disbelief.

"This can’t be possible, how could you possibly kill a divine-level master?"

In fact, Miyamoto Sakura herself was also quite surprised by this outcome.

Since entering the God Realm, this was the first time she had wielded her power.

She had not expected her power to be so terrifying, far surpassing that of a typical divine-level master.

However, when she thought of how Li Chen, not yet in the God Realm, was able to defeat the mid-stage divine-level Miyamoto Musashi,

and right after proving the God Realm, was able to fight and remain unbeaten against the Four Great Sealed Ninja, killing one and severely wounding another,

compared to him, her small achievement seemed hardly worth mentioning.

What she didn’t realize was that the difference in foundational establishments for proving the God Realm also varied enormously.

Foundation Establishment is roughly divided into five grades: lower, middle, upper, top, and perfect!

Ordinary people, even if they could prove the God Realm, could only reach the lower grade, such as the newly deceased Miyamoto Sanfu.

Even Miyamoto Musashi, who had fought unbeaten across Southeast Asia and was known as the Japan Sword Saint, could only barely be considered middle-grade.

For those at the lower and middle grades, the God Realm is their limit; without a great opportunity, it’s basically very difficult for them to advance further.

An upper-grade foundation has a good chance of forming a Golden Core, what is known on Earth as a Land Immortal.

Miyamoto Sakura’s foundation belonged to the upper grade.

Li Chen, however, had the highest level of perfect foundation!

After collecting her thoughts, Miyamoto Sakura turned her gaze to Miyamoto Chuan.

At this moment, Miyamoto Chuan, trembling all over, was thinking of sneaking away while Miyamoto Sakura was distracted.

"Miyamoto Chuan, where do you think you’re going?"

Hearing Miyamoto Sakura’s cold shout, Miyamoto Chuan jolted and, adhering to the principle of "a wise man submits to circumstances," disregarded his status and immediately bowed in submission.

"Princess, I was wrong in this matter. I shouldn’t have been deluded by greed for the position of Sect Leader. If you spare me, I promise I will never harbor dissenting thoughts again. I will serve you loyally and wholeheartedly!"

Miyamoto Sakura gave a cold smile, her gaze as chilling as millennium-old ice, firmly locking onto Miyamoto Chuan.

"Doing wrong should be punished!"

Miyamoto Chuan, seeing the killing intent in her eyes, was terrified.

"Miyamoto Sakura, I am your uncle, do you really want to..."

"Shush!"

Before Miyamoto Chuan could finish his words, Sword Shadow flashed like Bai Hong across the sky, instantly piercing through his throat’s Life Gate.

"Now you remember, you are my uncle. Did you forget earlier that I am your niece?"

After saying this, Miyamoto Sakura sharply withdrew her sword.

"Gurk!"

Miyamoto Chuan, hands clutching his profusely bleeding neck, was filled with pain.

"Miyamoto Sakura, you are so ruthless..."

He couldn’t even finish his sentence before his body went limp, turning into a mound of mud, heavily collapsing amidst a pool of blood.

Miyamoto Sakura raised her still-dripping Divine Sword, pointing at the corpses of Miyamoto Chuan and Miyamoto Sanfu, surveyed the crowd around her.

"Whoever dares to betray, this will be your end!"

Others were terrified to their core, kneeling and begging for mercy, expressing their loyalty to the Princess.

A satisfied smile appeared on Miyamoto Sakura’s face as she turned and walked towards the door.

When she returned, the tea she had made was just ready. The aroma of the tea was fragrant and soothing.

Li Chen casually asked, "Is it taken care of?"

Miyamoto Sakura nodded repeatedly, "It’s taken care of!"

Li Chen glanced at the tea and said nonchalantly, "The tea is ready!"

Miyamoto Sakura originally thought that Li Chen would continue to question, but unexpectedly, his conversation suddenly shifted to tea. She was caught off guard and stood there stunned.

Li Chen casually slapped her plump and elastic buttocks, deliberately putting on a stern face and scolded: "What are you dazed for, serve the tea!"

Hearing Li Chen’s scolding, Miyamoto Sakura came back to her senses, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment, and she hurried to wash the tea set.

If those people outside saw their revered and unparalleled Princess, serving a Huaxia man like a humble maid at this moment, they would definitely be shocked beyond belief.

Miyamoto Sakura poured the tea, and after making sure it wasn’t too hot, respectfully handed it over to Li Chen.

"Master, please have some tea!"

Li Chen took a sip and said to Miyamoto Sakura: "Prepare yourself, tomorrow we’re going to the Ninja Village!"

Miyamoto Sakura was startled and said: "Master, besides the three titled Ninjas, there is also a Turtle Immortal in the Ninja Village, with boundless magical powers. If we go there rashly, it might be dangerous..."

Before Miyamoto Sakura could finish her sentence, Li Chen interrupted: "It doesn’t matter, as long as he dares to block the way, I wouldn’t mind having a turtle hotpot!"

Seeing that Li Chen had made up his mind, Miyamoto Sakura swallowed the words she was about to say and obediently responded: "Yes, Master!"

The next day!

As dawn was just breaking, Li Chen and Miyamoto Sakura set off for the Ninja Village located in Hokkaido.

In the southwest of Hokkaido, close to the sea, lies a mountain called Dragon River.

Dragon River is a volcano, albeit an extinct one, dormant for a thousand years.

The mountain is steep, as if cut by knives and axes. The rivers are swift, rushing violently, like a white jade belt hanging across the mountains.

This is the famous Dragon River Waterfall of Japan!

Behind the waterfall, is the globally renowned residence of the Ninja Family, the Ninja Village.

The village is secluded from the world; the only connection to the outside is the Dragon River Waterfall, a true hidden paradise.

The Ninja Family has been living here for generations, divided into five tribes: Gold, Wood, Water, Fire, and Earth. Each tribe has between one thousand to three thousand members, totaling over ten thousand residents.

Villagers settled here, regardless of age and gender, all know some Ninjutsu. If thrown into the outside world, each could be considered a top-notch master.

However, right now all of them are in mourning, the whole large tribe is filled with an aura of death. Especially the Earth Shadow Tribe and the Mu Ying Tribe, many of whom are crying bitterly.

Behind the village, there is a pond that leads directly to the sea.

In the pond, there is a thousand-year-old tree, so wide it takes five or six men to encircle it.

Huo Wu, Shui Ze, and Jin Xing, the three titled Ninjas, are now respectfully standing under this ancient tree.

They had been waiting for who knows how long when a wooden door opened in the middle of the tree.

Following that, an old man with a white beard appeared, carrying a mottled turtle shell on his back and leaning on a cane.

Seeing the old man come out, Huo Wu, Shui Ze, and Jin Xing hurried forward to greet him: "Turtle Immortal!"

The Turtle Immortal squinted his eyes and glanced at them, asking, "Why are only you three back? Where are Earth Shadow and Mu Ying?"

Huo Wu, with a heavy expression, said: "Turtle Immortal, both of them are dead."

The Turtle Immortal’s expression hardened, and he demanded, "Their skills were equivalent to Divine-level Masters. Who had the capability to kill them?"

Jin Xing took over the conversation, replying: "It was a young man from Huaxia named Immortal Master Li. However, he perished when the Holy Mountain erupted!"

Hearing that his enemy was already dead, Turtle Immortal’s expression slightly eased.

"Hmph, that’s too lenient for him. Otherwise, I would personally come down from the mountain and capture him to feed the fish!"

However, before he could finish speaking, a cold laugh suddenly rang out.

"Oh, is that so?"

Hearing this voice, the expressions of Jin Xing, Huo Wu, and Shui Ze all drastically changed.

"Immortal Master Li? Weren’t you dead in the Holy Mountain, how are you still alive?"

The person who came was none other than Li Chen!

"All of you are alive and well, how could I possibly die first?"

After saying that, his eyes sharp as a sword, he locked onto the Turtle Immortal, and said coldly: "I heard you wanted to use me to feed fish. Coincidentally, I also want to use you to make soup. Turtle soup from a thousand-year-old turtle must be incredibly nourishing!"

At the end, he smacked his lips twice, showing a look of relishing the taste.

Hearing Li Chen’s outrageous boast about making him into soup, Turtle Immortal immediately became furious and shouted, "Despicable, arrogant child, you’re seeking death!"