"Whatever, I'll just take it one step at a time!"
Realizing that no matter how long he mulled it over, he wouldn't come up with any answers, Seimei decided to stop wasting time thinking.
For now, he'd focus on mastering the basics of these two ninjutsu techniques before worrying about what came next. With that thought, he wasted no time and flickered away, arriving at the open sea surrounding Moon Island.
Gathering chakra to the soles of his feet, Seimei stood steady on the water's surface. He raised his hands, formed the seals, and began experimenting with Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique.
That's right—just like with other high-level ninjutsu, he planned to practice it himself until he got the hang of it. Only by doing so could he gain the experience needed to reflect progress on his panel, boosting his training efficiency.
There was another big reason for this approach: these two ninjutsu consumed way too much chakra. Every unnecessary attempt would waste a ton of it. So, after weighing his options, Seimei decided to grind them out himself, even if it meant slowing down his physical training. It was worth it.
The idea flashed through his mind, and Seimei quickly focused, pushing aside distractions. He concentrated, drawing on his recent insights to practice the technique.
Time ticked by, second by second.
The sun dipped toward the horizon.
Night fell.
Finally, with the moon high in the sky, Seimei stopped practicing.
"Panel!"
Out on the sea, Seimei stared at the square pit in the water—quickly filled by the surrounding waves—his expression blank as he called up his panel. Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique: lv0 (82/100)!
Yup, after nearly nine hours of practice, he still hadn't mastered the basics. And it wasn't just this technique—the other one, Dust Release: Limit Detachment Technique, hadn't progressed either. In fact, it hadn't budged at all.
For the past eight-plus hours, he'd only practiced Detachment of the Primitive World. Even so, it still hadn't leveled up.
No way around it—the technique was just too tough. After each attempt, he needed about ten seconds to process what he'd learned. Including the time it took to perform the jutsu, it averaged about thirty seconds per attempt. Over eight hours, that meant he'd only managed a little over a thousand tries.
Based on past experience, that many attempts would usually earn him about fifty proficiency points. The fact that he'd reached over eighty was thanks to his success rate increasing as his proficiency grew.
Phew.
Letting out a long breath, Seimei cleared his mind and stopped overthinking. He closed the panel and, with a few quick flickers, returned to Moon Island.
By the stream near his wooden cabin, he washed up quickly and settled down to rest. Unlike using a shadow clone to train, practicing in person drained way more energy. After eight straight hours of grinding the same ninjutsu, honestly, Seimei was kinda sick of it.
If it weren't for the panel showing his progress in real-time, even he might not have stuck with it. For now, it was time to rest.
With that thought, Seimei drifted off to sleep.
The night passed quietly.
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The next day.
Morning.
Seimei woke up early. Mechanically, he splashed his face with water, scarfed down a few enhanced soldier pills to fill his stomach, and headed back to the sea to practice Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique again.
Time slipped by.
An hour and a half later, after successfully pulling off the technique and carving another cubic pit into the sea, a sudden spark of understanding hit him.
"Hm?"
Seimei murmured, his eyes lighting up. Without hesitation, he stopped what he was doing and stood still, carefully processing the new knowledge that had popped into his head.
One second, two seconds.
One minute, two minutes.
Five whole minutes passed before a wave crashed over, snapping him out of it. His eyes gleamed with excitement.
"Panel!"
He opened his proficiency panel immediately. As expected, Dust Release: Detachment of the Primitive World Technique had jumped to lv1 (1/200). That moment of clarity was the result of the level-up.
Hitting level 1 meant he'd officially gotten the hang of it. As long as nothing threw him off, he wouldn't fail the technique anymore. Plus, his proficiency would now stack up much faster.
"Not bad!"
Seimei nodded, satisfied. He raised his hands again, forming the seals to test Detachment of the Primitive World Technique once more.
No surprise—it worked perfectly.
Watching the cubic pit form in the sea ahead, Seimei closed the panel. After a short break, he started practicing Dust Release: Limit Detachment Technique.
Though this jutsu had a different purpose than Detachment of the Primitive World, the core theory was the same: using a barrier to contain a set amount of Dust Release chakra before unleashing it. With the first technique already at level 1, his success rate for this one was noticeably higher.
In the end, it took just over seven hours. By mid-afternoon, he'd successfully gotten Limit Detachment Technique to level 1 as well.
With that, both of his Dust Release ninjutsu had reached level 1.
On top of that, grinding these two techniques so intensely had earned him an extra five evolution points for his Dust Release. If he went back to training his Body of the Extreme, he could gain another five points. That'd put him at over ten evolution points a day.
Fifty days ago, his Dust Release evolution was at (595/1000). Now, it was at (850/1000). At ten points a day, he'd hit the next stage in just half a month.
Based on his earlier predictions, advancing would cut down the time needed for his body to transform. So, the day he'd "wasted" wasn't a big deal after all.
Satisfied with that thought, Seimei nodded again. Using the Body Flicker Technique, he flashed back to Moon Island and started planning his next steps.
Getting Detachment of the Primitive World and Limit Detachment Technique to level 1 wasn't the end—he needed to keep boosting their proficiency to push Dust Release to evolve further and strengthen his combat power.
But this time, he couldn't do it himself. If he kept at it personally, not only would it slow down his other training, but the exhaustion would probably kill him.