Do You Know of the Death by a Thousand Cuts, Mr. Ninja? (The Title Has Changed, Don’t Get It Wrong!)

Name: Tama [Stand Grass]

World: JOJO's Bizarre Adventure

Quality: Gray

Advancement: Can Advance—Tama [Integrated Stand] (Blue)

Abilities: ① Photosynthesis: Possesses a plant's phototropism. Its control over air changes with the intensity of light. When illuminated, its control is quite strong; in darkness, it is relatively weakened.

② Stand Cat: Can control the density of the air around its body. Both range and intensity are affected by lighting.

③ Independent Individual (Locked): Choose an ordinary living creature to merge with, becoming an existence integrated from that creature, a cat, and a Stand. It possesses the corresponding traits, habits, and preferences, and can replace Ability ①.

Conditions for Advancement: ① 0/1000 points (Not met); ② An ordinary living creature capable of being possessed (Not met)

Points Held: 200

Looking at the template glowing with blue light, Yun Chuan could not help narrowing his eyes slightly.

The first panel with "blue" potential.

It was also the first panel he had obtained through "defeat."

And this template’s ability…

"Control the density of the air around the body?"

A smile appeared on Yun Chuan’s face as he murmured, "Looks like my luck isn’t too bad today."

A brief ability description, but enormous potential for development!

After only a moment’s thought, he came up with countless ways to develop it.

For example, he could compress the air density to launch invisible attacks, reduce the air density to suffocate targets to death, or form bubbles of different shapes to trap enemies…

Right.

Didn’t Iwagakure have the "Explosion Corps" and the "Kekkei Genkai Release"?

There was no need to counter it with Lightning Release ninjutsu at all. Reducing the air density would turn their explosives into duds!

And since it controlled air density, could he forcibly send air into an enemy’s blood vessels?

That would cause blood vessel blockages and raise the pressure within them, resulting in air embolisms, cerebral embolisms, pulmonary embolisms…

If enough air entered the blood vessels, it could even cause myocardial ischemia and hypoxia, leading to a heart attack.

There were simply too many directions in which this ability could be developed.

"Of course, that depends on whether its control over air is strong enough."

Yun Chuan’s gaze flickered as he considered the ability’s strengths and weaknesses. "If the intensity isn’t enough, forget air bullets—even bubbles couldn’t be forced into an enemy’s body."

After all, it was just "air." Its only real strength was its malleability. Its sharpness was not even comparable to Konan’s paper, and its hardness would likely shatter at the slightest touch.

It would not be very useful against inhuman beings like Hashirama Senju or the Sage of Six Paths, but it would surely have some miraculous effects against those who had yet to surpass the realm of "human."

Still, Yun Chuan felt that the flaw of weakened air control at night was a rather significant limitation.

"If I have enough points, I can try advancing it and remove that flaw."

Just in time, this trip back would also replenish his shortage of points.

"Cough, cough…"

The Rogue Ninja Leader coughing up blood beneath him brought Yun Chuan back to his senses.

"I nearly forgot about you."

Ignoring the other man’s arm, which was still bleeding profusely, Yun Chuan stepped on his gradually fading face. The sole of his shoe crushed down, splattering blood, as he looked down at the severed arm and chuckled. "I’m guessing you don’t know any hand-signless ninjutsu, do you?"

With that, he grabbed the twisting, struggling Rogue Ninja Leader in one hand, and he and Jiyun vanished from the ship.

As for the corpses of the Rogue Ninjas and passengers, he was not kind enough to bury them.

When he killed people, he only cared about killing them, never burying them.

"Lord Yun Chuan, you’re back."

When Yun Chuan and Jiyun reappeared, they were on Baiyu’s ship.

Only Uncle Plum Rain stood on the deck. Little Rain, Yahiko, and the other two were no longer there, evidently having been sent into the cabin under some excuse.

"Don’t worry. I told them to go to sleep." Noticing Jiyun’s searching gaze, Uncle Plum Rain explained.

Clearly, he was worried that those children would see something they should not.

After all, Jiyun’s blood-soaked appearance was indeed frightening, and the stench of blood clinging to both of them was thick and choking.

"…Thank you."

Jiyun silently withdrew her gaze and nodded expressionlessly.

"That was thoughtful of you, Uncle Plum Rain." Yun Chuan smiled faintly and reminded him, "However, you don’t need to worry so much about the orange-haired kid and blue-haired girl I brought back."

"They’re gifted in special ways. It would be better for them to get used to it early."

Uncle Plum Rain froze at those words, lowering his eyes as he said, "Is that so? To think they’ll be able to help you in the future… that really is an enviable talent."

Noticing Baiyu’s expression and slightly subdued tone, Jiyun suddenly felt somewhat puzzled.

Why did this uncle not seem bothered at all by Yun Chuan making two five- or six-year-old children adapt to bloody scenes?

Instead, his tone and expression seemed somewhat dejected, even disappointed.

What exactly were you feeling dejected and disappointed about?

Were you upset because you would not be able to help him in the future?

"Uncle Plum Rain, you’re overthinking things again."

As if he had seen through his thoughts, Yun Chuan shook his head and said gently, "Do you remember what I told you before?"

His voice was soft, but it made Uncle Plum Rain, who had been hanging his head, suddenly raise it. It was as though a hammer had smashed violently into his heart, and his eyes blazed with scorching fervor. "Of course I remember!"

After saying that, he spoke no further. Looking at the Rogue Ninja Leader in Yun Chuan’s hand, who had already fainted from blood loss, a hearty smile returned to his face.

"Leave this guy to me."

"Even though I make my living under you, if possible, I hope to keep your hands from being stained with too much blood. Otherwise, it would make us old men seem far too useless…"

Jiyun raised an eyebrow slightly, unable to suppress her curiosity.

She was someone who clearly distinguished gratitude from resentment and believed in fair exchange. Yun Chuan had saved her and her brother’s lives, so she would give Yun Chuan two lives in return.

If one life was not enough to repay him, then she would find a way to crawl out of her grave and die once for her younger brother.

But Jiyun could tell that this uncle before her held Yun Chuan in far too much awe.

No, "respect" was more accurate.

It was easy to make someone fear you, but making someone respect you from the bottom of their heart was extremely difficult.

So why exactly was that?

Clank! Clank!

No one knew how much time had passed. In a dark, enclosed space.

As iron chains rattled, the figure bound to the torture rack swayed slightly before raising his head.

Yet his vision remained completely dark. He could feel that a hood still covered his head, and the wound from his severed hand had likely been treated.

Moreover, he did not know what method they had used, but he had no strength left in his entire body. He could not mobilize his Chakra at all.

"Huff… huff…"

Kosaka breathed heavily. Is that brat trying to pry intelligence out of me?

If that was truly the case, then that brat had miscalculated.

The greatest taboo in Kirigakure was "betrayal," and Anbu members often possessed far more important intelligence than ordinary Ninja. Thus, resistance-to-interrogation training could be said to be one of their traditional training programs.

Ordinary genjutsu could never pry open his mouth unless they possessed a secret technique like Konoha’s Yamanaka Clan, one that could directly probe the brain.

As long as they can’t do anything to me, perhaps I can use intelligence to bargain for a chance to live…

Kosaka steeled himself to resist to the end. Suddenly, someone yanked the hood from his head.

The sudden light stabbed painfully into his eyes, but he still forced them open and stared ahead. There stood a person before him.

But it was not that brat, as eerie as a ghost. It was an old man who looked rather simple and honest.

"…A civilian?" Kosaka stared at him in astonishment and blurted out, "Where’s that damned brat?"

But no answer came.

"Mr. Ninja." Baiyu asked with a hearty smile, "Have you heard of the Death by a Thousand Cuts?"

The title has changed! It used to be Naruto Villain: Starting with the Mystic Eyes of Death Perception, and now it is Naruto: I, With the Villain Template, Am Revered as the Savior. Everyone, don’t get it wrong!