Chapter 115: The Power of the Tailed Beasts

Yuta is a very good conversationalist. Not only is he knowledgeable, but he also answers almost every question. His gentle temperament even made Ling doubt whether the ferocious tailed beasts in the stories told by his clan school teacher when he was a child really existed.

But this doubt only lasted until the next day, and only until the next day.

When Youlu heard that Ling planned to return to the tribe to make a spiritual scroll and then sign the contract, he seemed very angry for some reason, and even a little lonely.

In her own words, those things were developed to make up for the lack of skills of the parties involved, and people with real ability could not use them at all - and the binding force of such a contract was equivalent to nothing.

Then she clapped her cat claws, lamenting the loss of the ninja's heritage, and asked Ling to remove the seal on her body, and she would teach Ling how to sign a real psychic contract.

Ling thought that the tailed beasts were beings that had survived from ancient times to the present day, so their original state should have been extremely powerful, and they certainly couldn't just help Youlu unlock the seal in the city.

So he asked in detail how to sign a psychic contract without a ready-made contract, and then carefully identified the seal on Youlu's body while petting the cat.

After everything was explained, Ling took the kidnapped kitten to rest. Early the next morning, he summoned Sanzu, and under Sanzu's guidance, he returned to Leiming Gorge, found a secluded place, and used chakra to forcibly break the seal left by the Uzumaki clan on Yulu.

Although he had prepared himself mentally, Ling was still suffocated by the chakra that was filled with unparalleled malice the moment the seal was broken. His face instantly lost color, and if it weren't for the staff and sword supporting his body, he would have almost fallen to his knees.

It can even be said that after learning the perception ninjutsu, Ling has never felt such a sense of crisis as he does today.

If the person who releases the perception ninjutsu is a water ball, then the person who is sensed by the perception ninjutsu is a stone thrown into the water ball, which will only cause a few ripples when passing through the water ball.

But the chakra that was fed back to him was a meteorite - a blazing one at that.

What would happen if a water ball hit a flaming meteorite?

If you are lucky, you may be able to leave some water vapor, but if you are unlucky... you will naturally disappear into thin air without leaving even a trace of your existence.

To put it more intuitively, you might pick your nose with your fingers, but you would never accept someone stuffing a whole watermelon into your nostrils.

If it’s too big, it will break.

Ling was in this situation now. The chakra that was filled with unparalleled malice aggressively dispersed the chakra he used to perceive, and unceremoniously invaded his body along the route he released the chakra, shocking his brain into a blank, and even causing him to temporarily lose control of his body.

It was as if someone grabbed your throat from behind in the pitch-black darkness, and before you had time to struggle you were dragged into the deep sea by an unknown entity. No matter how scared or uneasy you were, you couldn't resist, and there was no way to resist.

"Hey, kid, are you okay?" Youlu leaned down carefully to look at the figure that was too small for him, "Can you still move?"

Feeling the burning breath coming towards him, Ling nodded stiffly. His face was still pale and his voice was a little hoarse. "Well... I'm fine, just a little scared. Sorry, let me take a break."

"Hmph~" Lie circled again, and then slowly and lightly crouched down with his body that was as big as a small mountain, his head slightly tilted to Ling, and his tail smoothly passed behind Ling, "If you feel uncomfortable, just lean on me and take a rest."

Ling stood there for a long while before he took a long breath and took a step back. He fell into the fluffy hair, his voice still slightly hoarse, "...Thank you."

"I forgot to remind you to restrain your perception. You don't have to thank me." Youlv's voice was still full of tenderness even after being amplified a hundred times. "But it's really amazing that you didn't have any hostility towards the outside world under that situation - are you the reincarnation of a saint?"

Even though his perception and intuition were still warning him frantically, the fluffy, soft, and sunny hair undoubtedly eased Ling's tense nerves to a great extent. He tried to move his stiff limbs, but after trying five or six times, he could only barely grasp it. After letting out another long breath, Ling's voice was no longer as tense as before, "I just don't think it's necessary from the bottom of my heart."

"why?"

"Hmm... how should I put it?" Ling still repeated the action of grasping his palm, "Being hostile to those who are stronger than me is undoubtedly just making enemies for myself, and may even accelerate my own death.

And it is even more unnecessary to be hostile to those who are weaker than me - they are destined to become the souls of my sword the moment I declare hostility, so why should I be hostile to those who are destined to die and waste unnecessary energy? "

"Hmph~ What an arrogant statement... But I don't hate it."

"Where's Sanzu?" Ling propped himself up slightly. "I can't use chakra now. How is he?"

"That crow was forced to stop the spiritualism when you scared him, so he should be in a panic now in the place where he was spiritually summoned, right?" Youlv shook his other tail, "So you have no intention of giving up even in this situation now?

Although the psychic contract I am going to teach you has greater binding force than a written contract, it only connects the two parties more closely and prohibits them from intentionally harming each other.

I just decided to sign a contract with you because I thought you were interesting, but I have no intention of fighting for you, and I may not even respond to your spiritual communication."

Ling stood up again and stretched his limbs. Although his face was still pale, his voice had returned to normal, and the corners of his mouth even raised his usual gentle arc. "Well - if that's the case, I actually want to travel again even more."

"Hmm~ What do you mean?"

"If I must say..." Ling raised his hand and touched the soft hair, the smile on his face deepening, "Maybe it's because I'm a rebellious Uchiha who does things without any taboos?"

The true form of Nibi Matatabi - Cats and cats are really fierce when they fight.

The true size comparison between the tailed beasts and humans - this is the three-tailed Isobu