Chapter 507: Minor
Inside the mysterious ruins of Turtle Island, Naruto sat cross-legged with a half-parsed understanding of his instructions, preparing to unleash his Talk No Jutsu on the Nine-Tails within his matrix—or rather, commencing a highly awkward conversation.
He was bound to encounter significantly more structural friction completing this phase of his cultivation compared to the original timeline. Not only because he had fundamentally never had a genuine conversation with the beast before, but also because his childhood experiences diverged drastically from the original story. The Nine-Tails was highly likely to entirely disregard his presence at the beginning...
This segment of cultivation was concurrently both critical and non-critical. Currently, when Naruto unleashed his Unperfect Nine-Tails Chakra Mode, he could freely tap into its chakra pool, but the Nine-Tails would simultaneously drain his native chakra in a literal tug-of-war. The moment his chakra ran dry, his vessel would face absolute terminal demise. Conversely, the Perfect Nine-Tails Chakra Mode mandated a flawless synchronization of heart parameters between Naruto and the beast, ensuring the Nine-Tails ceased its drain completely.
Achieving that tier would render Naruto's Chakra Mode exponentially more enduring, granting him the capacity to execute full Tailed Beast Transformations and unleash Tailed Beast Bombs.
Ryo was fundamentally incapable of supplying technical assistance for this specific phase. Even though a single glare from his dual eyes could violently force the Nine-Tails to align its heart parameters with Naruto's on the spot, the moment Ryo stepped away from his flanks, the beast might instantly refuse to cooperate... Consequentially, Naruto was structurally forced to rely exclusively on his independent willpower.
"Let's settle down for a prolonged wait." Ryo wasn't in a frantic rush. Having already successfully harvested his Witness Points, if he didn't single-mindedly desire to abduct the giant turtle, he could comfortably depart right this exact millisecond.
"Senior, as expected, you are precisely on this coordinate." Mabui's low, ghostly voice rippled out directly from behind Ryo's flank.
Ryo chuckled smoothly: "You journeyed back exceptionally fast; did you covertly execute a peeping maneuver outside the waterfall? It is entirely a testament to the Great Ancestor's rapid execution parameters; otherwise, I would have sustained a catastrophic technical loss!"
"Senior, I refrained from looking; I similarly harbor a deep fear of sustaining a loss," Mabui responded yet again with her low, ghostly cadence.
"Oh, yo~?"
Ryo shook his head with a light laugh, shifting his focus to meticulously inspect the internal environment of the ruined chamber.
The room wasn't monumentally grand. Positioned squarely in the dead center sat a headless humanoid stone carving, while the surrounding walls were etched with several highly ferocious, alien monsters, their maws wide open as pitch-black spheres heavily mirroring Tailed Beast Bombs cleanly coalesced before them... yet they fundamentally failed to map to any of the standard nine tailed beasts.
The carving execution was a fraction subpar; Ryo estimated it topped out at a level four or five baseline, completely failing to match the talent parameters of his apprentice Obito... He seriously suspected the ancient mason originally intended to sculpt one of the nine tailed beasts, yet the physical output clumsily deformed into this specific aesthetic.
"Secretary, these carvings...?"
Mabui had largely lost the internal desire to continuously engage Ryo's banter, pausing for several brief moments before responding: "The absolute millisecond our forces intercepted this Turtle Island, the ancient ruins were already structurally present. Furthermore, the missing skull of that specific humanoid statue wasn't a structural casualty inflicted by our village; it was completely headless from the absolute beginning."
"Does there exist zero supplementary items?"
"None."
Ryo gave a firm nod. For this ancient sanctuary to possess the structural utility to allow a Jinchuriki to exponentially more effortlessly map a tailed beast's energy, it was highly probable that it shared a non-negligible connection alongside the Sage of Six Paths. At the very least, it likely shared a trace of intersection alongside his biological sons, meaning the carvings and statues were retroactively formulated by subsequent generations. Navigating from the ancient era down to the present day, the Hidden Cloud was highly unlikely to be the sole human faction to have tracked down this mobile fortress; Ryo wouldn't feel a single shred of surprise if a dense human population had actively inhabited this island across a specific pocket of historical time.
"Speaking of which, what are the absolute longevity parameters governing this giant turtle? A tortoise commands a millennium, while a turtle scales past ten thousand years..."
Ryo harbored a trace of burning curiosity regarding his soon-to-be turtle asset. Observing a faint smile blanketing Naruto's face as his Talk No Jutsu cultivation smoothly locked into its proper track, he turned his head to issue instructions: "The dual of you remain stationed on location to monitor the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki's parameters. The Great Ancestor shall step outside to execute a brief sweep, capturing a handful of high-tier Summoning Beasts."
The absolute millisecond those words settled, his physical frame cleanly flashed out of existence.
Mabui calculated the details for two seconds: "Lord Killer Bee, will it pose zero structural complications if your presence independently monitors the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki? An immense duration has rolled past since I last executed a feeding rotation for the giant turtle; I intend to travel outside to check in on its status."
Killer Bee manifested a trace of visible hesitation, yet upon parsing that Mabui didn't even hold her stride to await his confirmation before cleanly spinning around to depart, he could only offer a bitter shake of his head. This time around, setting aside completely infuriating my older brother, I have systematically managed to alienate his personal secretary as well... The absolute millisecond my Konoha Concert concludes, I am definitively going to meet my absolute demise, aren't I?
"Oh, yo~! Cultivate parameters! Successfully conquering the Senior's chakra might potentially render my matrix significantly more resilient when absorbing a beating. Mmm... exactly what operational methodology is mandated to master the Senior's chakra? Do I launch an active tug-of-war?"
At the absolute shoreline perimeter of Turtle Island, right within the immediate vicinity of the colossal turtle head, Ryo had systematically erected five fresh stone slates to initiate another wild boar roasting block. The rich, mouth-watering wave of roasting meat fragrance had proactively enticed the giant turtle head to smoothly breach the oceanic surface.
"Does the aroma of this wild boar meat smell exceptionally spectacular?" Ryo spoke with a beaming, radiant smile: "Hold your physical stance for a brief moment; refrain from acting with frantic impatience, the cooking hasn't achieved its terminal parameters yet."
Currently, his linguistic cadence when addressing this colossal turtle heavily mirrored the operational protocol he deployed when managing his plump cat—treating it entirely like a prized domestic pet to comfortably nurture...
The giant turtle head executed a slow opening and closing of its maw, gulping down a massive volume of seawater, offering absolute zero verbal output.
Ryo squinted his dual eyes: "You structurally command the capacity to execute vocal communication; how about tossing a single syllable of prose straight toward the Great Ancestor?"
"Mmm... do your biological parameters map to a male turtle or a female turtle?"
"Articulate some prose; do turtles fundamentally lack a bifurcation separating male and female parameters?"
"Tsk!" Ryo let out a light sigh. Five expertly roasted slabs of wild boar meat levitated into the air in a perfect, orderly single-file line, flying straight toward the giant turtle head before being cleanly gulped down in a single snap of its jaw.
"Does it taste spectacular? If you match the Great Ancestor's willpower to deliver a single syllable of prose, I shall systematically execute another roasting rotation for your... Holy crap!"
An unvarnished curse violently blurted out from Ryo's lips. Appraising the visual parameters before his face, the colossal turtle had barely finished swallowing the wild boar meat before it decisively plunged its giant head straight back beneath the waves, perfectly poised to resume its deep slumber block...
"Hey, the Great Ancestor refuses to submit to this baseline lack of response!" Another cluster of five wild boar meat slabs materialized into the air. Just as Ryo was preparing to weave his hand seals to execute his Heated Slate Jutsu, he smoothly turned his head with a calm smile.
Mabui was currently sprinting toward his coordinates at maximum velocity: "Senior, didn't your presence explicitly detail that you intended to travel out to capture high-tier Summoning Beasts?"
Ryo shook his head. This personal secretary...
"The giant turtle's loyalty parameters are exceptionally robust; the absolute millisecond it concludes consuming the Great Ancestor's roasted wild boar meat, it violently flips its face to treat my presence like an absolute stranger. Exactly what baseline diet parameters does your Hidden Cloud Village deploy to feed its matrix?"
Mabui smiled but strictly withheld any active verbal response.
"Fire Release: Heated Slate Jutsu!"
Another cluster of five wild boar slabs commenced their roasting rotation; Ryo was fundamentally not an individual who lightheartedly abandoned an objective...
"The unvarnished aroma of that wild boar meat is monumentally spectacular." Abruptly, an alternative vocal signature rippled across the clearing from a short distance away.
Ryo was briefly startled, snapping his head around to track the coordinates of the voice. A miniature giant turtle was currently scrambling toward his position at maximum velocity.
"To think the island interior actually cloaks another turtle of this specific volume?" Mabui knit her brows, murmuring softly under her breath.
The turtle currently advancing before their sight heavily mirrored half the physical dimensions of Gamabunta, comfortably qualifying as a colossal-tier Summoning Beast, yet relative to the mobile fortress anchored beneath their boots, it naturally constituted a mere miniature giant turtle.
Ryo lightly expanded his sensory parameters to analyze the chakra signatures vibrating within this small giant turtle, nodding with deep satisfaction. Securing an absolute, underhanded capture of a juvenile specimen first is equally a spectacular logistical win...
"It is naturally spectacular; does your matrix harbor an active desire to consume a portion?" Ryo wove an exceptionally earnest, enticed expression across his baby fat.
The miniature giant turtle violently brought its crawling legs to an absolute standstill: "Exactly what structural maneuvers do your parameters intend to launch? Yours truly has fundamentally not breached the absolute threshold of adulthood yet..."
Ryo given a sudden pause, the deep satisfaction blanketing his dual eyes climbing to an even more frantic velocity. Wielding this colossal physical mass yet concurrently failing to cross the threshold of adulthood meant the turtle standing before his face was highly probable to share an identical biological lineage alongside the mobile fortress beneath his boots—its long-term growth potential was monumentally dense!
"Advance, small turtle, pace over to comfortably feast on this wild boar meat!"
The miniature giant turtle given a brief pause, subsequent to which it resumed its crawling advance toward their coordinates: "With the presence of the Old Ancestor guarding the perimeter, I wager your matrix lacks the absolute audacity to execute a hostile maneuver against my vessel!"
Ryo blinked his dual eyes. Old Ancestor, emmm... "Does the colossal turtle currently hauling this terrestrial island mass upon its shell constitute your biological Old Ancestor? It genuinely commands the capacity to execute vocal communication!"
"I have fundamentally never caught wind of the Old Ancestor articulating a single syllable of prose..." The miniature giant turtle revealed a face packed with unadorned pride: "Every single one of my alternative peers is completely incapable of executing vocal communication! A solid two centuries ago, when my vessel was newly delivered into the world, a dense cluster of humanity successfully touched down on this island. Throughout the entire lineage, strictly yours truly commanded the supreme intelligence parameters required to flawlessly master the vocal mechanics governing human speech!"
Ryo's dual eyes violently erupted into a blinding flare of light, his absolute focus razor-sharply locking onto a specific five-syllable sequence: 'my alternative peers'. It appears your presence and the absolute entirety of your alternative peers are structurally destined to share a premier karmic connection alongside my wing...
"Eh? Something is structurally anomalous! Your timeline has already crossed the two-hundred-year milestone, yet you possess the unvarnished gall to explicitly declare that your vessel hasn't breached adulthood? Tsk! Your mastery over acting young vertically eclipses even the Great Ancestor's metrics..."
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