Watching the somewhat dazed Xixing Temple Keiko after receiving the scroll, Jiang Chuanju found it slightly amusing. What Jiang Chuanju presented was naturally not the original ninjutsu scroll drawn from the system lottery. Instead, it was a version he had rewritten himself based on the ninjutsu knowledge imparted by the system the night before. Compared to the detailed and clear explanation of this ninjutsu in the system's original scroll, which included many subsequent training directions, usage techniques, and other content, the scroll Jiang Chuanju wrote contained less information but included many meaningless guesses and experimental processes. One could say that the overall logic was fairly coherent, but it resembled a beginner stumbling upon a ninjutsu that could be performed purely by talent.
However, even with such a scroll, Xixing Temple Keiko still looked astonished as she glanced at it, occasionally looking up at Jiang Chuanju. “Is this ninjutsu developed by you?” After a brief look through the scroll’s contents, Xixing Temple Keiko asked in surprise. “Of course, Aunt Keiko. This is something I accidentally grasped while researching the [Healing Technique] left by my mother and the training notes left by my father. Although there was some luck involved, it is indeed something I developed myself.” As he spoke, Jiang Chuanju also put on a suitably proud expression.
However, this wasn’t entirely a lie; after all, Jiang Chuanju had indeed been scratching his head over the training scrolls left by his parents recently. “It does resemble a basic [Healing Technique], or more precisely, it transmits the Yang attribute healing energy remotely through water flow.” “The advantages of this technique are quite obvious; it is easy to learn. I estimate the difficulty to be about C-rank ninjutsu, which ordinary ninjas without much medical knowledge can master. However, correspondingly, it cannot be used to treat injuries that require professional medical knowledge, such as dislocated bones, nerve connections, or internal organ repairs.” “Moreover, it saves chakra in an environment with water, but for ordinary medical personnel, the changes in water attribute properties might be a hurdle.”
As expected of the director of the Mist Hidden Hospital, Xixing Temple Keiko had already gained some understanding of this ninjutsu after simply browsing through the scroll. Jiang Chuanju added, “Aunt Keiko, although this technique can be learned without medical knowledge, it can be used to treat minor injuries.” “However, if used by professional medical personnel, the effect would be even better, as controlling the water flow allows for a more intuitive grasp of the healing energy.” “Moreover, once skilled, if one can use a finer water flow, it could even directly enter the body to reach the injured area.”
Watching Jiang Chuanju, who was smiling and speaking animatedly, Xixing Temple Keiko's expression became slightly dazed. Did he inherit his mother's talent? There was once a girl who sat in front of her like this, smiling and envisioning the future development of medical ninjutsu. This child is a genius in medical ninjutsu; he must not die in such a cruel exam. With this thought, Xixing Temple Keiko's gaze gradually became determined. “Little Ju, you can perform this ninjutsu now, right?” “Of course.” Upon hearing Jiang Chuanju's answer, Xixing Temple Keiko gathered a sharp chakra scalpel in her right hand and unexpectedly made a cut on her left arm. “Now show me this ninjutsu.”
Jiang Chuanju felt somewhat helpless. Although the other party was not a ninja, it was clear that doctors in the ninja world are also tough. Looking at Xixing Temple Keiko, whose arm was already starting to bleed, Jiang Chuanju could not delay any longer and immediately formed hand seals to release the ninjutsu. However, to ensure she could see it more clearly, he slightly slowed down the hand seal speed.
【Water Release: Water Flow Ring】 As the hand seals were completed, the moisture left in the bowl of noodle soup was drawn out by an invisible force, transforming into a stream of clear water that flew above Jiang Chuanju's palm, forming a flowing ring of water. As the ring gradually grew larger, it flew towards the wound on Xixing Temple Keiko’s arm, and as the water flowed over it, the wound, which was not very deep to begin with, healed at a visibly quick speed.
Feeling the coolness on her arm, Xixing Temple Keiko pondered for a moment before asking, “This ninjutsu seems to only extract pure water, so bacteria in the natural environment won’t infect the wound, right?” Xixing Temple Keiko clearly understood Jiang Chuanju's intention of using noodle soup to perform the ninjutsu. “Yes, and the chakra will compensate for any insufficient moisture, so it can be performed even in a completely waterless environment.” “This ninjutsu is most effective for cuts and burns.” Seeing such good healing results, Jiang Chuanju was afraid Xixing Temple Keiko would misunderstand and explained further.
At this point, Xixing Temple Keiko already had a plan in mind. “Little Ju, come back to the hospital with me. I have some medical notes from my younger years in my office. You can take them back and study them well in the near future. I will arrange for you to become a medical ninja.” Saying this, Xixing Temple Keiko lost her usual composure, threw down some money, and pulled Jiang Chuanju to leave. Seeing this, Jiang Chuanju had no choice but to scoop up Lan Zai, who was still stealing shrimp from the bowl, and hurriedly followed.
However, what Jiang Chuanju did not know was that at the same time they were rushing back to the hospital, in another corner of the Mist Hidden Village, a tall and short pair were engaged in a conversation. “Zabuza, have you considered the matter I mentioned before?” A green-haired, purple-eyed, doll-faced ninja was looking seriously at the seemingly indifferent Momochi Zabuza. If high-ranking ninjas from the Mist Hidden Village were here, they would be utterly astonished. Recently, the reformist faction's reputation had been rising, and the upper ninja, Kurogane Yagura, who was subtly becoming the representative of civilian ninjas, seemed to be seeking something from a still-ungraduated ninja school student.
“This is not just a personal request of mine. This cruel graduation exam is constantly affecting the village's unity, and many ninjas who might become the backbone of the village are dying in such meaningless ways.” “So you want me to kill all the students in the exam?” Momochi Zabuza said, revealing a disdainful sneer. “This is a necessary sacrifice. I have repeatedly proposed reforms for the ninja school at the upper ninja meetings. However, most ninjas and Lord Mizukage oppose this; if we don't do this, we cannot alert the village.”
In fact, Kurogane Yagura knew that his proposal would inevitably be rejected. The Blood Mist Policy was first proposed by the third Mizukage, and naturally, no one was allowed to question his policy. Among the upper ninjas, the majority were from clan families. Their children would not attend the ninja school, and they would be glad to see more civilian ninjas die; the fewer, the better. Even among the few civilian upper ninjas, if they had no children in the ninja school, they might not mind the current students experiencing the pain they once went through. Thus, every time the issue of ninja school reform was raised, it would end up being a fruitless discussion.
Seeing that Zabuza seemed uninterested, Kurogane Yagura had to continue speaking. “One of the two ninjutsu I promised you before, you can choose B-rank ninjutsu. I will ensure that you graduate smoothly after the plan is completed. After you graduate, I will arrange one of my subordinates to be your team leader and guide you in your future training.” “I want these two ninjutsu now.” In fact, Zabuza himself despised the current Blood Mist Policy and wanted to change the situation in the Mist Hidden Village through effort. However, that was only his personal choice.
Talking about ideals without providing actual benefits could not command Momochi Zabuza. Seeing Zabuza agree to his conditions, Kurogane Yagura felt somewhat relieved. After all, Momochi Zabuza was already recognized as the strongest student of this year; if someone else were to carry out this plan, it would lead to many unnecessary troubles. “No problem, if you have chosen the ninjutsu, you can tell me directly. Until the graduation exam, I will help you arrange special training; these two ninjutsu can also enhance your strength.” “Hmph~” Zabuza expressed his disdain softly but did not refuse Kurogane Yagura's proposal. “I want Water Dragon Bullet and Mist Concealment Technique.”
“Uh, the Mist Concealment Technique is not very suitable for dealing with ninjas from the Mist Hidden Village, and the Water Dragon Bullet... is also not very appropriate; I suggest you choose two other ninjutsu.” Hearing that Zabuza wanted these two ninjutsu, Kurogane Yagura kindly reminded him. However, Zabuza clearly did not appreciate it and stared at Kurogane Yagura, saying again, “No need, these two ninjutsu are fine.” Looking at this somewhat stubborn boy, Kurogane Yagura thought about his strength and ultimately said nothing more, nodding in agreement with Zabuza's request.