Chapter 204 204: That Day, People Once Again Recalled the Fear of Being Ruled by Giants

The results of Team Hayate's training were not ideal.

They were not like Minato, who had a foundation from training in Mount Myōboku's senjutsu.

Although the senjutsu of the three great Sage Regions all involves temporarily absorbing natural energy and using it—discarding it afterward—once it enters the body, it still slightly enhances a ninja's physical condition.

They could only persist for a much shorter time than Minato.

But this was a good start. At the very least, it proved that this path was viable. From now on, as long as they kept coming to the dōjō to train, that would be enough.

The road is winding, but the future is bright.

After the others left, Makoto stood beneath the special tree in the courtyard and began thinking about whether there was a better method.

He didn't mind teaching others his senjutsu system. After all, he was the source of all of this.

But it wasn't possible that every time someone came, he would have to spend a large amount of time guiding them, right? Then would he even have time to train himself?

He didn't mind when it came to his close friends and family.

But what about others?

So—could he create some kind of auxiliary tool, like the toad oil of Mount Myōboku?

At that moment, as he looked at the tree before him that functioned as an energy converter, he had an idea.

Makoto pressed his hand against the ground. Chakra surged out, and using Earth Release, he forced open a circular hole in the ground.

As he increased the chakra output, the hole grew deeper and deeper, until it finally reached the underground water layer.

Then, he controlled the tree's roots to grow, reinforcing the walls of the hole, and guided some of the transformed natural energy into the water.

After that, he used Earth Release again to form a ring of stone around the opening.

Yes—he had created a well beneath the tree.

Watching the water level slowly rise, Makoto smiled. He hoped that once the well water was infused with white natural energy, it might produce some effect that would improve the drinker's physique.

As for the actual results—that would have to be observed later.

After finishing all this, Makoto resumed his training.

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Time passed in the blink of an eye. More than a month went by, and it was now mid-May.

Every morning, Tenten came early to train. Now, aside from her, others around Makoto would also come whenever they had time, gradually guiding natural energy to strengthen their bodies through slow, grinding effort.

His dōjō had visibly grown much livelier.

At the same time, when they left, they would casually take some well water with them.

Whether it had any strengthening effect had yet to be seen, but food made with the well water did taste better. That was a very real benefit.

Today was an important day for Tenten. After two months of hard training, she was about to begin extracting chakra.

This was a process every Konoha child who wanted to become a ninja had to go through.

Generally, after a few months of training, they would begin chakra extraction. As for clans like the Uchiha Clan and Hyūga Clan—those born into such families—those with good talent might not even need training. They could start extracting chakra right away.

It couldn't be helped. They were direct descendants of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. Their innate conditions were simply beyond what commoners could compare to.

After finishing her warm-up, Tenten said excitedly, "Sensei, I'm ready."

Makoto replied, "No, you're not ready. Did you forget what I told you? Calm your mind first, stay composed, and then follow my instructions step by step."

"Oh, I got it, sensei."

Tenten obediently sat cross-legged in the plaza, trying hard to suppress her excitement, and began extracting chakra according to Makoto's usual teachings.

In the ninja world, physical energy and spiritual energy were not abstract concepts—they truly existed. As long as a person trained and had some talent, they could genuinely perceive them.

Not only could they be perceived, they could also be quantified.

There was no need for anything mystical or incomprehensible.

Even someone like Naruto didn't need to consciously fuse them—his body naturally extracted chakra… well, no, it was more like extracting chakra by the ton.

But what Makoto had accomplished almost instantly back then, little Tenten struggled with for a full hour without any result. That was the difference in talent.

The little girl started to get restless, as if sitting on needles.

Makoto reminded her at the right moment, "See? You're getting impatient again. Did you forget what I said? Be patient."

Tenten took several deep breaths, calming her impatience before trying again.

Makoto maintained full sensory awareness the entire time.

Finally, at a certain moment, the two energies in equal proportion successfully fused, giving birth to the first strand of chakra. After that, everything became much easier.

Tenten said happily, "Sensei, I did it!"

"Good. Keep going. Extract until your body feels exhausted."

"Okay, sensei."

Tenten's chakra reserves were not large—far inferior to what Makoto had produced during his first full extraction—but it couldn't be helped. She was just a child from an ordinary family.

Makoto himself was also from an ordinary background, but he was a reincarnator, born with immense spiritual energy.

Looking at Tenten's tired yet excited expression, Makoto smiled and said, "Alright, that's enough for today. Go home and share the good news with your mother. Tomorrow, we'll begin entirely new training."

"Goodbye, sensei!"

The little girl skipped away happily. She was going to tell her mother about her progress—at last, she could become a ninja.

After Tenten left, Makoto closed his eyes and began recalling the process of that first strand of chakra forming. The more he recalled, the clearer his understanding became.

Before long, a flash of insight crossed his mind.

How yin and yang complemented each other—this had already been demonstrated at the very beginning of chakra formation.

Yang is the firmness of yin.

Yin is the resilience of yang.

Just that one sentence.

Acting immediately, Makoto controlled his spiritual energy, pairing it with that 0.1% of physical energy to form chakra.

This time, he did not forcibly merge them. Instead, he continuously refined the rigidity of that small portion of physical energy. Once it surpassed a certain threshold, that rigidity spread outward and spontaneously fused with the disproportionate amount of spiritual energy.

A completely new yin-attributed chakra was formed.

Then he did the reverse—continuously refining the resilience of that small portion of spiritual energy. Once it naturally fused with the vast amount of physical energy, a new yang-attributed chakra was also formed.

At this point, Makoto had truly pushed the yin–yang attributes of chakra to their absolute limits.

The moment both types of chakra formed, he immediately sensed them violently transforming every aspect of his being.

His spiritual energy became more condensed, filled with plasticity.

His physical energy became more dynamic, brimming with life force.

Now, Makoto felt he could achieve many incredible transformations.

For example, under his control, the shadow beneath him came alive, writhing around like octopus tentacles.

At first glance, it resembled the shadow techniques of the Nara Clan, but it was far more powerful. When the tips of those dark tendrils brushed across the stone floor, they left deep gouges behind—they were essentially tangible blades.

With a casual movement, he had already reached the peak that Nara clan members could achieve through training.

Then the tendrils transformed into countless kunai, detaching from his body, shooting toward the forest ahead, and then automatically returning to merge back into his shadow.

This was something the Nara clan could never accomplish—they had no way of controlling severed shadows.

The same applied to techniques similar to those of the Yamanaka Clan.

And that was not all—Makoto could feel that he could do even more.

His body rose into the air, leaving the dōjō and arriving above the forest. Surging yin-attributed chakra poured out, rapidly merging with the white natural energy outside, forming a nearly 300-meter-tall, semi-transparent white chakra giant around him.

The ultimate dōjutsu of the Uchiha Clan—Susanoo—was nothing more than an extreme manifestation of yin-attributed chakra.

For them, it was the release of the so-called divine power residing within their eyes after awakening the Mangekyō Sharingan. They couldn't even control its appearance.

They couldn't control its color either.

And without Eternal Mangekyō, they couldn't even manifest a complete Susanoo. Use it too many times, and they'd go blind.

But for Makoto, everything was fully under control. His Susanoo took the form of his own body—he was his own god.

If he wanted, he could even make it look like a husky named Rocky or a pig. Anything he pleased.

Standing within the chakra giant's forehead—inside the space marked by his sage pattern—Makoto looked down at the land below, feeling as though he could take in all mountains at a glance.

Under his control, the giant drew a chakra version of his family's short blade and casually swung it forward. The invisible sword wave shot into the sky, splitting a low cloud cleanly in two.

So this was Susanoo.

300 meters was not his limit.

At the same time, he had no intention of calling it Susanoo.

This technique should be called Yin Release: Perfect Chakra Avatar.

And what would its counterpart be?

With a thought, Makoto dismissed the chakra giant. Then, combining extreme yang-attributed chakra with white natural energy, his body rapidly expanded, transforming into a real giant nearly 300 meters tall.

This was an enhanced—no, vastly enhanced—version of the Akimichi clan's expansion technique.

The gigantic Makoto threw a punch through the air. The violent shockwave completely dispersed the already split cloud, preventing it from ever reforming.

Likewise, he had no intention of calling this the Expansion Technique.

This should be called Yang Release: Perfect Giant Form.

Feeling the boundless vitality within his body, there was no need to even mention it—his regeneration had reached the level of instantaneous healing.

He could call himself the ninja world's version of Wolverine now—the kind you could stab as much as you wanted, and he still wouldn't die.

This was the power of pushing yin and yang chakra to their limits in the ninja world—completely transcending the bounds of humanity.

From now on, he alone could play at "Susanoo wearing a Buddha statue."

Makoto's dōjō was located in the back mountains of Konoha. The appearance of two giants one after the other was seen clearly by everyone in the village.

Countless people walked out onto the streets or climbed onto rooftops, gazing at the towering figures in the distance.

Everyone remained silent, feeling that overwhelming, suffocating pressure.

This was not something humans could fight against.

On this day, many of Konoha's elders once again recalled the fear of being dominated by giants.

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