Infinite Martial God and Energy Hegemony

Makoto, who was carrying a pink furry rabbit on his back, left Kumo against the sparse early snow.

He had to leave.

Not just because this time he had been gone for far too long, and Kakashi was getting a bit overwhelmed. It was more because... He had to replenish his wife's energy.

"Ahem... I didn't expect the situation to be so much worse than I expected... Heart Demon you useless thing, wimp..."

Yes, Makoto's Heart Demon was barely holding up.

Before leaving Konoha, Makoto had actually known that his Heart Demon was nearing its limit - otherwise Makoto wouldn't have felt comfortable letting the Good Soul out.

During the past few months of staying in Kumo, Makoto had been lying in Yugito's cat's nest, not going out when he could, not only because he really needed to hide his identity, but also because he wanted to reduce the consumption of his heart demon in this way.

But what he didn't expect was that the Heart Demon still couldn't hold out.

There was a huge difference between this and the situation in Kiri... Sure enough, that sweet fragrance that emanated from the depths of his soul was quite beneficial to him.

Konoha had the most people who loved him, so it consumed the least, and the heart demons were failing at the slowest rate.

Kiri was much worse, but Terumi Mei did mean him, so the rate of decay was moderate.

But after coming to Kumo, where there were enemies everywhere...

"Hoo... hoo... I can't, I must deal with the problem of the mind demon..."

The Six Desire Seperation Technique was just too crude from the Sage of Six Path's point of view. It was more or less a miracle that this thing even worked.

But now that the jutsu had been cast long ago, it was impossible to get to the root of the problem. Makoto's Heart Demon at this point was a one-time thing, not a leek that could be harvested over and over again.

He could neither repeat the casting, nor did he know how to fix it... Fortunately, he knew how to make the Heart Demon last a little longer.

Amidst the growing blizzard, Makoto found a deserted bridge cave, then used his blood to create a snow house directly.

"That should be enough..."

Muttering so, Makoto climbed into the snow house, then relaxed his control over his body.

Endless fatigue roared in, dragging him into a deep dream world.

"Wah... wah..."

In the middle of the boundless darkness came some sort of strange mournful cry. The voice seemed like a baby, and like an old man. It was both like a prisoner and a saint.

Hazily, some sort of fear of the unknown began to eat away at Makoto's will like a bone attached to a bone.

"After coming here so many times, is there any point in engaging in this... you loser."

As Makoto complained, the darkness faded, and was replaced by a hazy white color.

In this pure white, a purple-colored, crack-ridden, Ditto-like thing appeared in front of Makoto.

T/N: yes, Ditto from Pokémon

This was his Heart Demon.

There was no need to say anything, just by looking at the cracks crisscrossing its body like a spider's web, one could tell how badly it had been victimized by Makoto.

-When Makoto wanted to recall a certain memory, it was dug directly from the heart demon here, because the heart demon would never forget.

Years of rough construction combined with never maintaining it, even the Heart Demon couldn't take it.

For ordinary people, heart demon crushing was a rare and great thing. Even if it couldn't be like what was written in the immortal novels, the power would be greatly improved, but at least the mind would be tranquil and the emotions would be relaxed.

Only for Makoto...

"The technology is immature... even the Six Paths Immortals wouldn't joke with their souls... In this era, there's definitely no way to repair it, we can only let it hold out for as long as possible."

So Makoto came to the Heart Demon stroked its doggy head.

"Hold on a little longer, if it's a few months soon, or a year or two, I'll kill a few million people for you."

The great nobles naturally didn't number that much, but since Makoto had chosen the nobles as the target of his strike, he wouldn't be at ease until he had killed them all in the history books.

The more he kill now, the less trouble Kakashi and Naruto would face later.

Of course, even if Makoto wanted to start cleansing the nobodies within two years, it would be more or less a struggle.

It wasn't a matter of whether or not they could fight, it was still that issue of too few ninja to form a full ruling class.

-Heart Demon doesn't know any of this, it's just a mass of hateful aggregates with no high end intelligence at all. Makoto was just painting it a cake, it couldn't hear it.

"Hullo hullo hullo..."

Just as Makoto had thought, hearing that it would be able to watch the blood flow with its own eyes in the future, the Heart Demon immediately became excited like a bloodthirsty automaton.

It kept grunting and squirming its body, and in the end, it actually balled up its body into a sphere.

As it continued to power up, the cracks on its body became a lot less.

Makoto knew that these cracks hadn't actually disappeared, but rather, just like drumming muscles to compress a wound to stop the bleeding, the Heart Demon perked up and forcibly suppressed the collapse.

This could hardly even be described as a cure, and could only simply be categorized as a hard drag... If you can drag it out for a little while longer, it's a little while longer.

After lulling the faltering Heart Demon, the entire white space immediately collapsed.

However, Makoto was surprised to find that he hadn't been dragged back to his own body, but had instead arrived in a sea of blood.

This sea of blood was filled with an incomparably pungent smell of blood. When Makoto looked around the boundless sea of blood, he realized that there were countless broken limbs and arms, and even internal organs floating in the sea of blood...

Extremely ugly, extremely fishy, and extremely evil...

"It's the Pure Land."

Facing such a stunning scene on earth, Makoto wasn't surprised as he instantly recognized this place.

This was the Pure Land.

As for why it was displayed in such a dangling state... It's because this is the Good Soul's kennel.

He had hardened and killed the original tranquil and natural place into the Asura Path.

But since he's here, the Good Soul must not be here.

Makoto occasionally dreamed very clear dreams due to the absence of the Good Soul, and in these dreams, he could even communicate directly with his Sixth Path brothers.

Realizing that the opportunity was rare, Makoto immediately shouted out.

"Hello?"

The sea of blood was boundless, full of karmic filth that had been torn out by the Good Soul hands. But Makoto knew that those he was about to call out would definitely hear him.

Wow...

Sure enough, as Makoto called out, some old acquaintances appeared before him.

It was the previous four generations of Raikage.

The one who was most familiar with Makoto was, of course, the Yondaime Raikage, after all, the two were in a heart-to-heart relationship.

"Yo, Ai, long time no see."

The Yondaime Raikage bristled, as if he had seen something dirty.

Still, he answered.

"It's said that those rulers in ancient times would turn around and return to their homes because they saw something unlucky on the road."

"Even when they were in charge of important political affairs, they did the same thing because they thought that the unlucky conscription was a warning from their ancestors and the heavens... I was puzzled before, but now I understand."

...You guys, calling me trash are you?

"Hey, 'Good..."

Makoto immediately made a gesture to run, summoning the Good Spirit back, when the Sandaime Raikage in front of him immediately covered the Yondaime Raikage's mouth.

"Well, well! There has to be an end to caprice... Is this the time to talk about this!"

The Yondaime Raikage was known all over the world as the panther's manic older brother, but he still wimped out in the face of his old man, the Sandaime Raikage.

It couldn't be helped that his old man was even more panther-manic than he was... No, his old man himself was one of the four scariest things in the world.

A few Raikage tossed themselves around for a while, but it was better for the first Raikage to come up and strike up a conversation with Makoto.

They certainly weren't here to ask about Kumogakure's current state.

Without even having to ask Makoto himself, they rambled on.

"That guy, he's really getting stronger lately. His power is rushing towards realms we can't even imagine."

"It's truly terrifying."

"So what's the point? Is he the same thing as us? It's true that he has an incomplete soul, but it's precisely because of that that he's extraordinarily paranoid and extremely pure... One day, he will become the enemy of the world..."

Need you guys tell me that?

No one knew better than Makoto how troublesome a bomb the Good Soul was.

The fact that the Good Soul went on a killing spree in the Pure Land wasn't really much of a problem, because the Pure Land wasn't essentially a material world, but rather a state of chakra cohesion.

No matter how many people the Good Souls killed, there wouldn't really be any loss, as souls wouldn't really be killed in it... Though pain was inevitable...

But if a good soul goes to earth...

That would be a real death.

Luckily, he already had some clue.

"I have indeed received the thoughts of all of you. This time, even though it wasn't me who wanted to come over - but seniors, at some point in the future, can I borrow your power?"

Here were all Kages, both strong and experienced in the jungle. As soon as Makoto opened his mouth here, they understood what Makoto meant.

"You mean, when the time comes, in a manner similar to Edo Tensei, let us descend and help you go against your other half?"

"It's not Edo Tensei... But I do need the assistance of all of you. When it really comes to that, I wonder if you all..."

"In principle, we won't refuse you, after all, it wouldn't be good for everyone if that fellow were to be resident on earth. But you don't come to the Pure Land often, so you probably don't know how terrifying that fellow is... Even if we could help you with all our might, we're no match for that fellow."

Every Kage had their own self-confidence, because every Kage had been killed from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.

It was really creepy to hear that all the previous generations of Kages together could not deal with the Good Soul.

But looking at the sea of blood in front of us... Every drop of blood here came from a famous ninja...

The Good Soul had fought them here an infinite number of times, blasting them to smithereens, eventually acquiring their strengths completely, and even completely surpassing them in the entire field.

It was a scourge as powerful and relentless as ever.

"I think that when it really comes to that point, it won't be a matter of whether or not we can fight."

The Raikages were speechless and eventually acquiesced.

"You're right... But you have to do one thing for us as well."

When the souls of the dead returned to the Pure Land, everything on earth would no longer have anything to do with them.

Only as a Kage as well, Makoto could roughly guess what these Raikages were thinking a little.

"You needn't say any more, I already fully understand - as long as one sincerely joins Konoha, I will definitely welcome them upside down and give them the decency and respect they deserve."

Although Xu You, who was the last one to step in, had his head ripped off by Boss Cao for committing suicide. However, Makoto felt that Kumo was not that stupid...

T/N: Xu You was an adviser during the late Eastern Han dynasty of China. He served under the warlord Yuan Shao from 191 to 200 and then under the warlord and Grand chancellor of the Han Cao Cao from 200 until he was executed by the latter in 204 during the End of the Han dynasty

T/N: Boss Cao, known as Han Cao Cao, was a Chinese statesman, warlord, and poet who rose to power towards the end of the Eastern Han dynasty and became the effective head of the Han central government during that period

If they are decent, then everyone is decent.

There was no way to stop things like power struggles, but as long as they didn't cross the line, Makoto could keep them safe for a generation.

...Even if they were to fight for power, after the whole world is included in the ninja world, within a generation everyone will be busy digesting it, so they shouldn't be stupid enough to kill each other.

It takes a little time to eat the cake when it's made big.

Regarding this, Makoto thought that the several Raikage should know this.

After all, they lacked neither status nor power, and now that they were outside of the situation, they could see more clearly instead.

"No, not this..."

The four Raikage surrounded Makoto, ringing him in the center.

Honestly speaking, being surrounded by four big muscle-bearers like that, Makoto was still under a bit of pressure.

"Gentlemen, seniors... What do you guys want to do?"

It always felt like something really bad was going to happen.

"Success is loss, we no longer want to talk about the past. A loss is a loss, there is no shame in admitting our weakness, we are not so bad that we can't afford to lose. Pushing the times forward is better than us continuing to hold on to our weaknesses... we just want to ask you a question."

"When exactly are you going to be on Yugito?"

...How did you guys connect the two!

"Eh? Why do you all think that?"

"How are we supposed to feel at ease if you don't get on the Godaime Raikage and have a few kids?"

"So that's what you're all worried about... But if you want to maintain a relationship, there's no need to have skin-to-skin contact... this world is so base, the bond of brotherhood is not also..."

"You asshole! What are you doing when you're banging all the women in ninja village, but you're the only one who doesn't take a shot at Yugito! Is her body and personality bad!"

Makoto thought about the big cat's appearance and had to admit that it was a superb ojou-sama.

T/N: 'ojou' is typically used in anime when referring to wealthy, high-class female characters

The kind that was arrogant and petulant.

"No... Even I have the right to defend myself - I've never done anything to Kurotsuchi! Much less would I want to have any super-friendship with her!"

"Kitsuchi would have killed me if I'd mentioned it... so, your arguments aren't effective!"

"Questions and answers are useless!"

... ...

In any case, the double-cross with Good Soul worked once again.

... ...

Raikage really is a top-notch panther mania.

The four of them teamed up and beat Makoto into a pig head.

Though there's a reason why Makoto didn't have a decent counterattack... In the end, Makoto finally escaped from the four Raikage's attack.

Because it was a rare opportunity, Makoto didn't immediately exit the dream world, but instead found the Six Paths brothers.

Earlier, Makoto had seriously asked the Six Paths Brothers if there was a way to solve the problem of Suna.

The Sage of Six Paths promised to study it seriously, and now almost a year later...

"We brothers have not been slacking on the matter you entrusted to us, and have been seriously studying it... Speaking of which, it was our mother who caused the trouble, when the divine tree drained the Land of Wind... That land, that's what it's called now, isn't it?"

"In fact, while we were both alive, we were already working on repairing it... Nowadays..."

"With the help of the people of the Pure Land, we have already made some gains. But the Pure Land is all dead except for you, so it's inevitable that the technology is a bit backward, and it's always a bit worse than the most advanced technology on earth..."

"Toad Sage is still alive, perhaps you can go and ask his opinion."

The Sage of Six Paths said so and made a point on Makoto's head, and a massive amount of memories immediately flooded into Makoto's spirit.

Makoto didn't ask for anything more than a quick glance at the results of Sage of Six Paths.

"Stable materialization of chakra and natural energy and world circulation of natural energy..."

True to form, Sage of Six Paths had made a big move with this one.

The former was basically making chakra and nature energy into oil - not real oil, just solid storable matter.

And the latter is even dumber, directly skipped the construction of the national grid. Theoretically, as long as the location of the city was controlled, a constant flow of energy could be obtained directly from the world's ring current...

Energy will be as easily accessible as tap water.

On Earth, this would be the next generation of the Industrial Revolution.

Because he was so surprised, Makoto didn't know how to describe his feelings.

Sage of Six Paths: "It's not as impressive as you think, after all, we're in the Pure Land, not the earth, the two environments aren't the same, so most things can only be data simulated... According to my estimation, a lot of things in here will have to be recalculated and replaced with jutsu when they are actually applied."

"The true completion rate is probably less than 10%."

After all, he was a senior, and his words were just steady.

Does it matter though?

e=mc² has already been written, so naturally the creation of that mushroom egg is on the agenda.

It would certainly take many years to update and optimize, but the benefits behind this could make Makoto ignore everything... Cars had all been tinkered with for a hundred years or so, exhausting the wisdom of countless people to become what they were now, and the automobile industry simply couldn't be compared to the current Chakra Revolution!

As a Blue Star person, Makoto immediately saw the beauty of it.

His eyes immediately lit up.

Sage of Six Paths: "Hey, don't mess around, after you solidify and consume the natural energies, they're slow to disperse back into the world's circulation - I did that on purpose to make sure that the whole world wouldn't be irreparably damaged by the sudden fluctuations in energy. "

"After a solidified natural energy is consumed, it will take decades, at the very least, for it to reintegrate into the world ring current!"

"Don't ever mess around, I'm not kidding!"

At first glance, Sage of Six Paths was a true great man with both technology and virtue, and knowing human's temper, he had left enough redundancy for his descendants at the very beginning of developing the technology.

Humans would definitely abuse it.

And once abused, because of the energy fallout, it might become a natural disaster that swept through the entire world - this was not a simple Immortal Mode, but the roar of the world!

It would be impossible for anyone but a Six Path level pervert to carry it off.

But with a few decades as a buffer, any more would be enough.

Still... This was a good thing coming up.

"So, can I simply assume that these things are actually non-renewable resources in a short period of time?"

"And by controlling these, it's possible to..."

Saying this, Makoto was already incredibly excited.

He even recited softly.

"Not practicing good fruits in my life, but only loving oil and arms..."

Sage of Six Paths felt a lot of pressure.

Otsutsuki Hamura: "Nii-sama, let's kill this guy."

...Hey Hamura, why do you keep treating me so poorly! I didn't mess with you! Didn't I just hear about your black history!