Chapter 491: Ryo's Jinchuriki
Up in the heavens, Ryo and Nagato flew shoulder-to-shoulder toward the Land of Whirlpools.
"Well! Teacher, exactly what is the Transmigrator Space-Time Management Bureau? And what is a parcel?"
Ryo felt a fraction of a headache, offering a forced, loose explanation: "A transmigrator is simply a shinobi who is exceptionally proficient at space-time ninjutsu, traversing across space-time..."
"To think an organization of that nature genuinely exists?" Nagato wore a face full of complete astonishment. "Are you an active member among them too?"
Ryo maintained a perfectly flat face as he gave a firm nod: "A parcel is simply a fast-tracked delivery. They swiftly dispatched a few technical items over to me."
Nagato nodded with a half-parsed understanding: "It's a pity I possess zero innate talent for space-time manipulation. Is Brother Minato part of that bureau as well? And what about Obito Uchiha..."
Ryo massaged his temples: "Why on earth do you command this monumental volume of questions? Aren't you curious about exactly what rests inside the chest?"
"Since it was gifted to you by such a formidable organization, it must undoubtedly be a magnificent treasure."
Ryo pursed his lips: "I desperately hope so."
He continuously harbored an exceptionally ominous premonition in his heart; that specific Shadow Clone of his was simply far too underhanded and playful.
Inside the Land of Whirlpools, right in front of the Uzukage Residence.
The elite forces of the Whirlpools Patrol Team heavily encircled a colossal wooden chest. Catching sight of Ryo and Nagato descending from the heavens, they systematically bowed in a neat, orderly formation to present their greetings.
Ryo stepped straight onto the lid of the wooden chest, his brow furrowing to a subtle degree: "Wood Style chest structure, an Eight Trigrams Sealing Style, paired with a Reverse Eight Trigrams Sealing Style. This specific tier of execution... as expected, it definitively is him!"
"Well! Teacher, what do we do now?"
Ryo carefully weighed the dimensions of the chest. Without safely unraveling the seals, he possessed zero capacity to parse out exactly what was packed inside. But if he directly unraveled them on location...
In the event that this is a localized prank, packed to the brim with underhanded traps designed to ambush the Great Ancestor... it is significantly safer to unravel the formulas inside the Eight Trigrams Space! Ryo waved his hand to signal Nagato to disperse the surrounding guards, before pulling the wooden chest along as he stepped inside his pocket space.
"Eight Trigrams Seal: Release! Reverse Eight Trigrams Seal: Release! A Life Sustaining Seal... A Life Sustaining Seal?!"
Ryo was startled. The specific efficacy of a Life Sustaining Seal was entirely centered on retarding the vital dissipation of a terminal individual. With a formula of this nature blanketing the chest, could it be that a person on the absolute verge of physical demise was packed inside the box?
"Life Sustaining Seal: Release! Dammit, there are two additional continuous layers of Life Sustaining Seals?! This individual must be infinitely close to being entirely dead..."
Ryo picked up his pacing, rapidly weaving his hand seals to smoothly execute the unsealing sequence. The absolute millisecond the wooden chest popped open, his dual pupils violently dilated...
A plump, dark-skinned man was currently resting inside the wooden box in a thoroughly fluid, sprawling posture, locked in deep slumber. Ryo possessed zero luxury of time to analyze how exceptionally bizarre his posture appeared; the absolute core technical detail lay across his abdomen—the Eight-Tails had been violently extracted from his vessel!
With the Life Sustaining Seals entirely dismantled, the residual kinetic spark of life left inside Killer Bee's vessel began rapidly dissolving into absolute nothingness before his very eyes. Ryo frantically channeled a heavy coating of Mystical Palm Technique chakra through his hands, forcefully locking down Killer Bee's remaining spark of life.
"Exactly why on earth would he choose to launch an ambush against Killer Bee?" Ryo felt a fraction confused. Once a tailed beast was stripped away, it was monumentally difficult for the Jinchuriki to evade absolute death. A maxed-out tier of medical capability might potentially parse out an alternative solution, but his repository of Witness Points had just been completely drained away...
"A slip of paper?" Tracking a trace of residual visual data, Ryo noticed a folded slip of paper pinned right beneath Killer Bee's physical torso. He immediately deployed gravitational force to cause the slip to levitate into the air, unfolding it directly before his eyes.
'I have cleanly carried the Eight-Tails away to execute a highly underhanded and dirty political deal against Tenji. Killer Bee is entirely left to your medical care; once you conclude his treatment, remember to keep him perfectly hidden!'
I am completely!
Ryo's countenance turned exceptionally terrible. Flipping the slip of paper over, he discovered several rows of miniature text etched onto the back:
'Driven by my structural influence across the timeline, certain events that should have fundamentally never manifested have successfully broken through. The physical demise of the White Snake Sage is profoundly suspicious; we absolutely cannot afford to drop our guard when facing Orochimaru, and that absolute melon of a Tenji should rightfully be eradicated as swiftly as possible! Once our dual blades unite into a single cohesive force, we shall remain completely invincible under the heavens! Hehehe...'
Ryo fiercely clenched his jaw, glaring down at the heavily weakened Killer Bee resting before him: "Hehe my foot! Couldn't you have deployed an alternative methodology to resolve the logistics?! How am I supposed to smoothly handle Killer Bee under these parameters? The absolute fraction of a second I withdraw my Mystical Palm Technique, he won't even last half a minute before kicking the bucket completely. My chakra repository is monumentally cataclysmic, but even at peak output, I can strictly sustain his vitals for half a month. And you actually have the gall to toss the scapegoat shield straight toward Orochimaru, even though I similarly harbor a trace of anxiety regarding his active status..."
Pondering the details for an immense duration, Ryo let out a long, slow sigh. He couldn't exactly sit back and watch a person die before his face, could he?
Actively expanding his sensory parameters, Ryo concentrated his focus to tear open a miniature spatial rift: "Hey, hey, hey, is the person occupying the opposite coordinates Nagato?"
"Well! Teacher, exactly where are you?"
"I am broadcasting my voice to you from within the pocket space; I command certain logistical details that demand your immediate execution. Travel straight to the Land of Rain at maximum velocity this exact millisecond to borrow Samehada from Kisame, subsequent to which you shall retrieve a handful of the single most potent health-reaping medicinal herbs stored inside the Land of Whirlpools' sovereign treasury to deliver to me. Pick up your pacing, move with absolute speed!"
"...Well! Kisame happens to have successfully returned to the village over these past few days." Nagato was deeply perplexed, but he systematically executed Ryo's instructions down to the letter.
"That is exponentially superior!"
Deep inside the Eight Trigrams Space, the pure white light vibrating across Ryo's dual palms expanded significantly in density: "This should structurally be capable of functioning!"
The Hidden Cloud Village.
The Fourth Raikage violently smashed every single structural item resting across his executive desk straight onto the floor: "Bee, that absolute bastard! To think he possesses the reckless audacity to stealthily sneak out of the village under these exact parameters?!"
Standing to his side, the Raikage's secretary, Mabui, calmly observed the violent display with a thoroughly flat, emotionless countenance, mentally calculating exactly how many structural deductions she needed to apply against the Raikage's official salary columns to cover the damages... Eh, it appears his balance has already smoothly entered negative parameters?
"Lord Raikage, please pacify your chaotic emotions for a brief moment. Lord Killer Bee is fully capable of parsing out the raw gravity of our current situation. Over this recent stretch of duration, your physical confinement over his movements has been exceptionally severe; he has likely traveled out strictly to unwind for a handful of days. Furthermore, he commands an absolute mastery over stealthy concealment; you possess zero practical necessity to harbor intense anxiety."
The Fourth Raikage let out several heavy, ragged gasps of breath, slowly dropping his mass back down onto his executive chair as he barked another curse: "Bee, that absolute bastard!"
Right at that exact fraction of a second, the heavy doors of the Raikage's office were violently slammed open, and a young woman with short blonde hair and vibrant blue eyes charged into the room: "My deepest apologies, Lord Raikage!"
"Exactly what is the matter, Samui?"
Samui's countenance was exceptionally terrible as she extended a torn slip of paper toward A: "This specific slip of paper was successfully discovered inside the Master's dedicated training facility blocks."
A extended his massive arm to snatch the paper, his dual eyes instantly widening to their absolute limits.
Boom! The executive desk concluded its lifetime parameters with absolute grace and composure.
"You absolute bastard!"
Etched onto the face of the paper was a single line of prose: 'We shall very conscientiously collect the Eight-Tails, yours truly, the Dark Akatsuki.'
"Bee!" The Fourth Raikage fiercely ground his teeth together. "This is an unvarnished act of pure political provocation! Mabui, establish immediate contact to notify the Akatsuki organization!"
Mabui took several swift paces forward, her heart jumping a non-negligible beat upon reading the contents mapping the paper: "Lord Raikage, trouble you to maintain an absolute baseline of composure. You must place your sovereign trust in the raw capability of Lord Killer Bee."
The Fourth Raikage given a sudden pause: "Regardless of whether Bee has genuinely been captured or not, establish immediate contact to notify the Akatsuki organization down the chain! A mere, insignificant variant of a Dark Akatsuki, to think we have actually permitted it to comfortably roam at absolute leisure for this monumental duration?!"
The Eight Trigrams Space.
Nagato had successfully compiled and prepared every single item Ryo requested down to the letter. Ryo was currently utilizing Samehada to smoothly execute a comprehensive transfer, sealing his very own personal chakra directly inside Killer Bee's biological vessel.
Once a tailed beast was completely stripped away, a monumental, vacant spatial cavern would materialize inside the Jinchuriki's physical matrix, and their baseline life force would continuously dissipate into absolute nothingness from that specific hollow coordinates.
Currently, the interior of Killer Bee's body was thoroughly vacant and hollow; Ryo was forced to completely pack this spatial cavern with his own energy.
Channeling a massive stream of his personal chakra through Samehada to securely seal the volume straight inside Killer Bee's vessel, he smoothly filled the void triggered by the extraction of the Eight-Tails. Killer Bee finally decoupled from his terminal, life-threatening crisis.
Following that, Ryo systematically stuffed a cluster of high-tier health-reaping supplements down Killer Bee's throat, mending the specific segments of life force that had already successfully dissolved away, until his overall physiological parameters finally stabilized into a perfectly secure baseline.
Ryo let out a soft, sweeping sigh of relief. It is entirely a testament to the Great Ancestor's supreme, peerless medical mastery; otherwise, we would have been structurally forced to hold our reunion block right inside the Spiritual Space...
"For a dignified, high-tier Eight-Tails Jinchuriki like Killer Bee to be seamlessly converted straight into Ryo's Jinchuriki... that absolute, mentally deficient Shadow Clone of mine!"
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