Five Rashomon, full of traces of time, Ino reached out to touch them. The tragic aura emanating from the doors seemed to confirm the grudges and entangled love between the original indigenous deities and the extraterrestrial visitors.
The Shinigami Old Iron was at home, eating hotpot and singing songs, bothering no one, when suddenly, aliens arrived!
They kicked down the door and started a fight! You can imagine the scene like villagers kicking down the door of Brother Da Yi's house.
After a battle, Shinigami Old Iron was beaten black and blue, and everything in his house was smashed, looted, and all valuable items were taken away.
According to Ino's estimation, the Shinigami's servants, the 'Three Ghosts' summoned by Tayuya, must have escaped at that time.
Being inferior in skill, he could only accept his fate. The Shinigami lay flat in a 'my door is always open' posture, saying, 'Come and ravage me in turns! I won't resist anymore!'
His non-resistance policy further emboldened the aliens and their descendants, to the point where they even took his front door!
The Shinigami was extremely cowardly. In the end, he even stooped to being a thug for the Uzumaki Clan. He endured, endured, endured with all his might. He was, in fact, the greatest Ninja in the Ninja World! Fortunately, his patience finally paid off!
Since meeting his good friend Ino, the Shinigami has experienced a turn for the better. His servants have returned, and his front door is about to be restored.
Ino had originally planned to use the credit method, but now that she had the doors, she didn't need to borrow or use the evil personality within Miss Kurama Yakumo.
In the Ninja World, the Rashomon is merely a defensive summoning tool. It consumes a lot of Chakra and can only be used in open spaces. Besides withstanding a Tailed Beast Ball, it's not very useful otherwise, and it's not effective against Ninja. But for the Shinigami, these are the gateways to the entire world.
The value of this item in Orochimaru's hands is 100, but in the transaction between Ino and the Shinigami, its value is 10,000.
Ino formed a hand seal, using the Dead Demon Consuming Seal in reverse. Orochimaru could understand this step. She then shook the prayer beads in a specific rhythm, which was clearly part of a ritual, and Orochimaru also understood that.
Kurama Yakumo's room had been rewritten by her Bloodline Limit power. Now, this place was a transitional zone between the material and immaterial worlds, making it smoother for the Shinigami to arrive and effectively resisting Zetsu's prying.
The cold winds of the World of the Dead continuously poured in.
Walls, windows, and furniture were quickly covered with a layer of frost.
Tsunade, Shizune, and even Jiraiya were experienced. The three began to change into winter clothes, fully equipped with gloves and hats. Jiraiya didn't wear wooden clogs today but came in cotton socks and cotton shoes.
Orochimaru felt a bit strange, but he gritted his teeth, barely able to withstand the low temperature.
Kakashi and Shikaku were frozen stiff. With the chilly winds, the two could only huddle in a corner and endure.
Orochimaru stared intently at Ino, not missing a single one of her movements.
The physical rules of the room they were in had been largely altered. Even if they weren't the ones who summoned the Shinigami, Tsunade and the others could vaguely see a general humanoid phantom.
Ino and Shinigami Old Iron's friendship was getting better and better. Now they could communicate telepathically. Although there was a huge delay, it was a hundred times better than their initial clumsy gestures.
She first showed the Shinigami the doors she had 'picked up' and collected.
The Shinigami immediately conveyed an emotion of joy to her. His family's door, lost for many years, had finally returned!
Ino had no intention of keeping these things.
Keeping one or two doors was not very meaningful; they wouldn't provide much defense. If she kept them all, what would she trade for?
Door one, door two, door three, the kitchen door, the toilet door—all were returned to the Shinigami.
She took out the summoning scroll she had just acquired and threw it directly to the Shinigami.
The Shinigami reached out and swiped from bottom to top, and all the names on the summoning scroll disappeared. Not to mention Ino, even Senju Hashirama would no longer be able to use this summoning Ninjutsu in the future.
The doors returned to the Shinigami's hands.
Ino began to collect her reward.
She first glanced at Orochimaru.
The room was as cold as an ice cellar, yet Orochimaru was sweating profusely, and the floor around his feet was wet with sweat.
Was he sweating from fear? Absolutely not. He was in pain. The spiritual void left him in a constant state of being torn apart.
Twenty-four hours a day, he was in pain for at least twenty hours. He came to Jiraiya in desperation, truly unable to bear it any longer. He was dying.
Ino saw a heavy aura of death on him, even denser than before the Third Hokage's passing.
"What is it, Miss Yamanaka? Is something amiss?" Orochimaru asked gloomily.
The others also looked at Ino.
She said, "I'm just thinking about your current state. I want to confirm one last thing: what is your cognitive age right now?"
Orochimaru thought for a moment: "Approximately the state of a forty-year-old."
Ino continued, "Then what do your experiences during the ten years after you defected from the village mean to you?"
"That's just a memory. The Yamanaka Clan should have such experiences, right? Are the memories you see in someone else's mind your own memories? Memory does not equal experience. Are you satisfied with my answer?"
"Yes, I understand."
Ino truly understood. Orochimaru had essentially used Ninjutsu to create a single-player 'life simulator' for himself. He walked the path of evil, found it to be a dead end, and then used Anko Mitarashi's Heavenly Cursed Seal to 'reset' his cognitive state back to before his defection, now preparing to try another path.
There was no good or evil here, only his endless craving for immortality.
"Alright, don't push yourself. Let's solve your problem first."
Orochimaru's request was the simplest. In the Shinigami's eyes, he was just a 'passerby worth 50 coins.' When Ino made the trade request, the Shinigami didn't say a word, simply pointed, and returned his soul to him.
With his familiar soul back in his body, Orochimaru took a deep breath. The overflowing mental energy made him feel as if his body was about to explode. Fortunately, his foundation was still there, so he suppressed the discomfort and gradually reined in the surging mental energy.
As long as he found his old body and retrieved the Chakra within it, he would be able to return to his peak.
Jiraiya stared intently at Ino, waiting for a long time but not seeing Minato Namikaze's soul appear. He couldn't help but ask anxiously, "Where's Minato? How is Minato?"
Ino turned back and gestured that he was fine: "Don't worry, it's just a small problem."
Actually, the problem was not small at all!
She never expected that, in the Shinigami's eyes, Minato Namikaze's value was far higher than Orochimaru's. Through her inquiries and the Shinigami's explanations, enduring the high latency between the two worlds, they communicated for half an hour before she understood the crux of the matter.
Yin Kurama! The Yin Kurama sealed within Minato Namikaze's body was of immense value.
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