Chapter 269: A Hasty Half-Month

Unknowingly, the time had slipped into the afternoon of the second day.

Qingming and Hinata Linghuo had reached their target stronghold, a small town named Shuanghe Town, located about a hundred kilometers behind Fengliu Town.

This town is situated in a plain where two rivers converge, hence the name Shuanghe Town.

Next, they needed to defend a complete battle line centered around this stronghold in the town.

Of course, they were not the only ones responsible for the defense; there were also second-line troops originally stationed there.

Standing atop a mountain and gazing at Shuanghe Town from a distance, Qingming chose not to approach. Instead, he turned to Hinata Linghuo and said, "Linghuo, take a look and see if there are any issues."

Although he could generally assess the situation in the town using his Sharingan and was mostly certain that everything was fine, he felt it prudent to have Hinata Linghuo take a look just to be safe.

After all, when it came to this kind of observation, the Byakugan was the expert.

Upon hearing his words, Hinata Linghuo wasted no time. He nodded, raised his hand, focused his mind, and activated his Byakugan.

In an instant, veins bulged near his eyes, and his pure white pupils took on a faint blue hue, with black markings subtly appearing.

This was the sign that the Byakugan had been activated.

Qingming took a glance and then withdrew his gaze.

Meanwhile, Hinata Linghuo scanned Shuanghe Town from afar. After a moment, he closed his Byakugan and nodded to Qingming, saying, "Everything seems fine."

Upon hearing this, Qingming felt completely at ease and said, "Good, then let's send a message to the main force, stating that everything is normal!"

"Understood!"

Hinata Linghuo responded, quickly taking out paper and pen to document the situation here.

Next, he pulled out a palm-sized, green bird and inserted the information into the message tube attached to its leg.

With a quick toss of his hands, he set it free.

The message bird flapped its wings, circled a few times in the air, and let out a crisp chirp before flying back the way it had come.

This bird was a summoning beast of a Konoha ninja in the main force. Although it lacked combat power, it was excellent for delivering messages.

After the bird flew out of sight, Hinata Linghuo withdrew his gaze and looked at Qingming, pointing towards Shuanghe Town. "Qingming, should we head over?"

Hearing this, Qingming pondered for a moment before shaking his head and responding, "Let's wait for the main force to arrive before going over together."

This wasn't because Qingming was concerned that there might be issues in Shuanghe Town.

After his Sharingan's inspection and Hinata Linghuo's Byakugan examination, if there were still problems, then the two powerful ocular techniques would have been wasted.

Qingming mainly wanted to avoid complications!

Although their reconnaissance team could eventually enter the town without any issues, the verification process would take time.

Qingming didn't want to waste that time and effort, so he decided to wait for the main force to arrive and then enter together; besides, they wouldn't have to wait long anyway.

About two hours later, as evening approached and accompanied by the sound of rolling wheels, the main force finally arrived.

This main force consisted entirely of ninjas, whose stamina far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Otherwise, transporting such a large quantity of supplies from a hundred kilometers away in Fengliu Town to here would have taken at least two or three days.

However, they had accomplished it in just a few hours.

Once the convoy approached, Qingming and Hinata Linghuo appeared, verified their identities, and seamlessly integrated back into the group.

The main force continued moving forward, and it wasn't long before they were spotted by the patrol teams from Shuanghe Town, leading to negotiations between both sides.

One of the benefits of blending into the main force was that Qingming didn't have to worry about trivial matters, as there were personnel assigned to handle those.

Soon, after the negotiations concluded, Qingming and the others entered Shuanghe Town without much delay.

As he looked at the town, which was slightly larger than Fengliu Town, Qingming silently wondered, "I wonder how long this town can hold out?"

...

Time flew by, and before they knew it, half a month had passed.

Since entering Shuanghe Town, it seemed as if war had distanced itself from them, for Qingming had not received any combat missions in the past fifteen days.

However, he knew that this was merely an illusion.

The reason for this peaceful half-month was that the Iwa Shinobi were still digesting the newly acquired territory and rebuilding their defenses.

Once these tasks were complete, they would undoubtedly face a fiercer onslaught.

But regardless, he had at least gained a rare period of stable training time.

Qingming did not waste this time; each day, he was either training or on his way to train, appearing exceptionally busy.

Others were not surprised by this; at most, they would express their admiration, saying, "No wonder he has such strength at such a young age; it turns out he has worked hard for it!"

In fact, inspired by him, some ninjas trained even more diligently than before.

However, Qingming remained indifferent to all this.

He continued to diligently pursue his training regimen, quietly improving his skills.

One evening,

On a low mountain not far from Shuanghe Town,

Qingming sat cross-legged on a large stone, repeatedly performing the "Mirror Heart Technique," pushing his Sharingan to evolve continuously.

Not far behind him in the woods, four shadow clones each occupied a separate area, pondering and practicing "Wind Release: Wind Blade" and "Rasengan."

Unlike the tranquility surrounding the main body, the shadow clones were rather noisy.

From time to time, a few wind blades would shoot out, or the explosive sound of the "Rasengan" striking a target would echo through the area.

The nearby trees and earth had been left in tatters, resembling the aftermath of a fierce battle.

As for the noise created by the shadow clones, Qingming seemed entirely oblivious, continuing to sit in silence.

The perfect blend of movement and stillness in this scene would draw praise from any painter who chanced upon it, urging them to quickly grab their brush and capture the moment.

Unfortunately, within Qingming's training range, no one dared to spy, so there were no artists around.

Tick-tock~ Tick-tock~

Unbeknownst to how much time had passed, Qingming abruptly halted his practice of the "Mirror Heart Technique" and glanced back at the four shadow clones training in the woods.

With a thought, he dispelled the "Shadow Clone Technique."

Instantly, the four figures transformed into four clouds of chakra smoke.

Following this, a flood of training experience and memories surged into Qingming's mind.

Thanks to his strong spirit and will, he suppressed the discomfort in his mind and began to organize and absorb these experiences and memories.

As this process progressed, the proficiency levels of "Wind Release: Wind Blade" and "Rasengan" on his status panel began to increase rapidly.

Time ticked by, second by second.

At a certain moment, a sudden enlightenment dawned upon him.

Qingming carefully contemplated this realization, feeling that his understanding of "Wind Release: Wind Blade" had ascended to a new level.

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