RWWOKS Chapter 136

In the serene darkness of the night, only Fang Bo walked alone on a secluded path.

“I wonder how Kimimaro is doing over there.”

He had truly exhausted himself for that series of hidden missions, even starting to take action against the villagers of Konoha.

Compared to the struggle for dominance, ordinary people were more concerned about the things around them.

Once the rumors of “demons eating humans” spread, it would inevitably cause panic. If not restrained, it could even lead to a mass exodus of the villagers.

By that time, the Konoha collapse plan would be fulfilled, right?

Of course, things wouldn’t develop to that point. A violent ninja force wouldn’t allow a man-eating demon to survive until dawn.

Even if the entire Twelve Kizuki were relocated to Konoha, not a single one of them, including Muzan Kibutsuji, could escape the punishment from the ninjas.

This was the power disparity, so Kimimaro’s actions were only meant to stir chaos among ordinary people.

As long as the seeds of fear were planted in the villagers’ hearts, once the time was right, those ruled by fear would cause significant damage to Konoha.

The fuse Fang Bo set was the major riot that would occur after the Chunin Exams.

Once the war broke out, the first thing Konoha would do was evacuate the villagers.

Just imagine, in the narrow and dim shelters, if a rumored man-eating demon suddenly appeared, the villagers’ first reaction would undoubtedly be to flee.

When the targets in need of protection flooded the streets, the Konoha ninjas would be forced to protect them while fighting against foreign invaders.

“A battle they could have won would now be lost. The enemy will show no mercy.”

One could say, the moment he stepped through the gates of Konoha, their battle had already begun.

The sword had already been drawn. Now, it was up to Konoha to respond.

Lost in thought, Fang Bo suddenly noticed the eerie silence around him.

No conversations, no noise, even the sound of the breeze seemed to have vanished.

This unusual quietness could only mean one thing—an enemy was watching him.

“Perfect timing.” Placing a puppet in front of him, Fang Bo fully activated his combat aura sensing, but could only barely detect a faint, tiny presence.

This meant the enemy’s stealth ability was even stronger. To accurately perceive them, he would need to enhance his aura-sensing skill.

“Sigh, another expense. Why does it feel like everything costs money?”

Just then, a blue arrow of light cut through the night sky, arriving in front of him in an instant.

A Holy Destruction Arrow!

This was an attack from the Quincy Long Xian.

The timing and method of the strike were perfect. It seemed the opponent not only had excellent stealth skills but also impressive sensing abilities.

Unfortunately, Fang Bo was also well-versed in this. As long as they remained hidden, that would be one thing, but revealing themselves for an attack could never escape his notice.

Without even needing to turn around, guided by his aura-sensing, he controlled the puppet, Yuan Yi Zero Type, to meet the enemy’s attack precisely.

Sun Breathing, First Form: Dance of the Sun!

With the power of his dual epic-grade weapons, the puppet effortlessly neutralized the incoming Holy Destruction Arrow. This scene left the enemy visibly surprised.

“What a strong puppet. No wonder he dares to roam alone at a time like this.” Long Xian tightened his spirit bow, preparing for a tough battle.

He had thought he encountered a fool, but it turned out to be a formidable opponent. No matter, he had slain many powerful foes before.

Thanks to Konoha’s unique battlefield terrain, Long Xian thrived. He could easily manipulate the situation to toy with his enemies.

Even if things got tricky, he could always make a swift escape.

What would an enraged enemy do? Surely, they wouldn’t dare storm the Mist’s stronghold?

If that were to happen, the Mist’s storyline forces would handle them, no need for Long Xian to lift a finger.

Leaping agilely into the air, Long Xian continued firing Holy Destruction Arrows.

Controlling the puppet to unleash skills would undoubtedly drain his opponent’s mental energy.

Long Xian had time on his side. Slowly but surely, victory would fall into his hands.

Below, Yuan Yi Zero Type shattered another incoming light arrow.

Watching his dwindling mental energy, Fang Bo knew he couldn’t continue this consumption battle. This opponent had a talent for conserving energy, and not to mention, Quincy arrows didn’t require much to begin with.

[ID#12563 (Quincy)]

[Attack Tendency: High]

[Attribute Tendency: Agility, Spirit]

[Traits: Energy Conservation, Invisible Shadow]

[Threat Assessment: Slightly Inferior]

Energy Conservation: Reduces energy consumption by 70%, with a minimum consumption of 1 point of mental energy.

Invisible Shadow: Can disappear into the shadows at any moment, entering the unseen Shadow Realm.

“So that’s his secret weapon.” Fang Bo hesitated, unsure if he should summon Jorogumo.

The shikigami bore the Spider Mark, able to tag the target’s existence, making it an excellent tool for dealing with stealthy enemies.

But based on the trait description, if the Quincy entered the Shadow Realm, the Spider Mark likely wouldn’t be able to track him.

Chasing him off would be easy, but killing him would be much harder unless Fang Bo could force the enemy into a situation where he had no choice but to fight.

Fang Bo, too frugal to waste the plot points needed to summon the shikigami, raised his Dragoon and fired a bullet at the Holy Destruction Arrow in the sky.

The arrow was indeed blown apart, but the reload time was a full ten seconds—still not enough to counter the barrage of attacks raining down from above.

“So, you like flying, huh?” Fang Bo crouched low, and his high-tech combat boots suddenly exploded with surging energy.

Hover Boost, Activate!

With the flying ability provided by his Germa battle suit, he quickly closed in on his airborne foe.

Never in his wildest dreams did Fang Bo imagine he’d one day resort to close-quarters combat, chasing an enemy through the sky.

Seeing the figure charging at him, Long Xian instinctively shot an arrow and immediately retreated at full speed.

Flying Sickle Kick, a special movement skill of the Quincy, had long been ingrained in his muscle memory through grueling training.

An enemy charging headfirst toward him surely had some trick up his sleeve.

Whatever it was, Long Xian knew he couldn’t let him succeed.

Bang!

The Holy Destruction Arrow exploded mid-air, and upon closer inspection, Long Xian saw an energy shield had appeared in front of his opponent.

Dealing with turtle-like defenses was actually his specialty—all it took was slowly whittling away their energy.

This strategy assumed, of course, that his opponent didn’t have more agile flying abilities than he did.

The energy consumption of arrows was negligible, but movement skills consumed far too much energy—even Long Xian couldn’t use them for long periods.

“Damn it, don’t get cocky.” He fully drew his spirit bow, releasing a light arrow into the sky.

Such an attack would easily draw the attention of the Anbu, a clear sign that Long Xian had lost his composure.

Rain of Light!

The vertically falling rain of light descended swiftly, and its power was overwhelming, shattering Fang Bo’s energy shield in an instant.

In the excited eyes of the Quincy, the once-arrogant man was knocked to the ground.

“Hahaha, that’s what you get for underestimating me.”

Drawing his bow, endless energy began to gather at the string.

The aftershock of his skill likely brought the enemy’s health down to less than half.

All it would take was one more powerful attack to finish him off on the spot. If luck was on his side, maybe he could even loot that strange pair of boots.

However, before he could release the arrow, a massive pink crystal dragon roared through the mist.

Long Xian’s charged attack only managed to shatter a few crystals, leaving the dragon unscathed. Unable to dodge, he was sent flying by the force of the impact.

Imitation: Crystal Dragon Strike!

Turning objects into crystallized dragons—this was the signature ultimate move of the storyline character Guren. Fang Bo had only managed to convince her to use it after much persuasion.

This kind of heavy physical attack was hard to defend against and nearly impossible to destroy. While its lethality was somewhat lacking, it was more than enough to handle an archer.

As for the damage Fang Bo had just taken:

[You’ve received 32 points of holy damage from Rain of Light]

[Trait “Steel Heart” activated, recovering 12 points of health]

[You’ve received 54 points of critical holy damage from Rain of Light]

[Trait “Steel Heart” activated, recovering 37 points of health]

[You’ve received 28 points of holy damage from Rain of Light]

[Trait “Steel Heart” activated, recovering 10 points of health]

Thanks to the healing effect of his trait, Fang Bo had only taken a mere 65 points of damage.

Compared to his current health, this was just a drizzle, barely worth mentioning.

If that guy dared come any closer, Fang Bo would have no choice but to summon his shikigami and keep him there.

But when Fang Bo rushed over, he found that the enemy had long since vanished without a trace, leaving no signs behind.

To lure the enemy out, Fang Bo even purposely landed on the ground, collapsed in pain, acting as if he was on the brink of defeat.

“Great, great… if this goes on any longer, I’m finished,” he muttered dramatically, almost foaming at the mouth. Yet still, there was no sign of the enemy.

“Did he really leave?” Fang Bo felt a bit frustrated but had no choice but to give up.

Luckily, he hadn’t summoned his shikigami, or else those 80 plot points would have been wasted.

“You made me waste a mimicry skill. I’ll settle this score with you sooner or later.”

Just then, a large group of Anbu surrounded him.

Seeing this, Fang Bo calmly explained what had happened, claiming he had been ambushed.

The surrounding scene couldn’t be faked, and a brief investigation would prove his words true. So he wasn’t too worried about the Anbu giving him any trouble.

After a cup of tea at the Anbu base and two hours of tedious questioning, Fang Bo finally managed to leave.

As for accusing the enemy, without evidence on-site, mere words wouldn’t have much effect.

Even if they found the Mist’s outpost, they’d surely have plenty of alibis ready.

Realizing this, Fang Bo yawned as he slowly made his way back to the hotel in Otogakure.

He thought the long day had finally ended, but upon entering his room, he found an unexpected guest waiting for him.

“Long time no see, Hiroki-kun.”

The hoarse voice was magnetic, and for a moment, Fang Bo’s mind grew hazy upon hearing it.

When he snapped back to reality, he saw Orochimaru leaning against the doorframe.

“Well, it seems I won’t be getting any sleep tonight.”

North of Konoha, at the Mist outpost.

“Damn it.” Long Xian smashed the table, unable to shake the murderous intent in his eyes.

He had expected to gain new points, but instead, he had almost been captured.

He was frustrated, but there was nothing he could do. Revenge would have to wait until the Chunin Exams.

After brooding for a while, Long Xian turned to the man beside him and snapped, “You’re taking it easy. Why can’t you figure out a way to rack up some points?”

“Me?”

The man in the martial arts uniform shrugged slightly, the character for “Crane” clearly embroidered on his green collar.

“I’m still perfecting my skills, so I don’t have time to play with you.”

“By the way, give me the info on that guy. If you can’t kill him, we’ll make him see the light.”

(End of chapter)

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