sjar Chapter 234: Differences in pursuits lead to ideological transformation
Chapter 234: Differences in pursuits lead to ideological transformation
After solemnly entrusting the three cocoons to the giant moth that looked utterly hopeless yet dared not resist, Aburame Shisei stretched his muscles, which hadn't been relaxed for a long time, and quietly released the tension in his chakra.
The underground palace was silent all year round. He spent his days either cultivating immortal insects or researching energy. Day after day, he almost forgot what the temperature of sunlight felt like on his skin.
Having spent the past year searching and conducting experiments in seclusion, he had long since become too far removed from the realities of everyday life.
Since we have nothing else to do, we might as well go out for a walk.
Once the thought arose, he didn't delay any longer. In a flash, he left the underground palace and followed the voices into the bustling commercial district of the Snow Kingdom.
The snow was swept clean and neatly arranged, and wooden houses lined both sides of the street with lanterns hanging high. Warm yellow light fell on the white snow, melting into a gentle halo.
Vendors loudly hawked their steaming seafood soup and grilled cod, the aroma of spices and charcoal mingling with the cold wind.
Pedestrians, wrapped in thick fur clothing, hurried along. There were women carrying New Year's goods, children chasing and playing, and merchants haggling over prices. The noise was loud, but the atmosphere was lively and bustling.
Carriages and horses left tracks across the snow, laughter and chatter drifted from the tavern, and the blacksmith's shop jingled with metalwork—all aspects of human life unfolded before our eyes.
Aburame Zhicheng walked slowly through the crowd. The surroundings were bustling and lively, but he felt as if he were separated by an invisible veil.
He could see the expectation and exhaustion on everyone's face, and he understood their ordinary happiness in struggling for three meals a day and working hard for their families, but that emotion could no longer truly penetrate his heart.
What ordinary people seek is a peaceful life, a life free from worries about food and clothing, children who become successful, and a life with money in hand and peace of mind in heart.
This was once the stability he longed for, but it is no longer what he pursues.
Because the freedom and tranquility he desired had already been achieved long ago.
What sustains him now is the transformation of the essence of life, a longer lifespan, a wider world, and the continuous cultivation of stronger and more wondrous insects.
Aburame Zhicheng chuckled softly: "It seems that without realizing it, my state of mind has already undergone a complete transformation."
There was already an invisible barrier between him and these ordinary people.
It's not about looking down on them, but rather that our perspectives and dimensions have changed, making it difficult to truly integrate into this everyday life as we used to.
Ideology is slowly moving away from the realm of humanity and transforming into a higher level of life form.
"Fine."
He closed his eyes, suppressing all distracting thoughts of experiments, energy, celestial insects, and metamorphosis, leaving only a calm and ordinary mind.
Today, he is not attached to spiritual practice, but simply wants to be an ordinary passerby for a day, to fully experience this world.
He found a highly-rated electric hot spring and soaked in it to cool off; then he sat down at a street stall, enjoying a bowl of hot soup and some snacks, slowly savoring the flavors of everyday life.
While strolling around, his gaze suddenly stopped, and he saw that familiar craft shop. The shop owner was none other than the young man named Feathered Serpent from back then.
As he pushed open the door, the shop's decorations remained exquisite. Before he could speak, a woman with a pregnant belly emerged from the inner room. Feathered Serpent quickly stepped forward to carefully support her, his face beaming with an irrepressible gentle smile.
"Please feel free to look around, guests," he said, turning to Yu Nu Zhicheng with a hearty smile. "My wife is pregnant, so I apologize for the neglect."
"How many months?" Aburame Shisei asked casually.
"It's almost six months," Quetzalcoatl said, his eyes filled with anticipation. "I hope it's a girl. I've already thought of a name for her: Dragon Tongue."
Dragon Tongue?
The name is so familiar; it's clearly the female lead from the movie version I remember.
But he quickly came to his senses, realizing that because of his intervention, the ninja world had already changed far too much.
Without saying much, he bought a few small glacier sculptures and slowly walked out of the shop.
As he approached the palace, he saw the three former fools of the Snow Kingdom in the distance. The eldest of them dug vegetables and planted crops every day like a farmer, while the Dowager Queen wiped his sweat like an ordinary wife.
Sometimes he would put the child on his shoulders and play with him, living a happy and fulfilling life.
The second son was busy all day long, handling state affairs in an orderly manner. Although he looked worried, he seemed to be enjoying himself.
As for the youngest, he is currently making careful preparations, intending to express his feelings to the girl he admires, with a look of youthful naivety and trepidation.
Looking at this scene, Aburame Shisei sighed softly, "It's good that everyone has their own life and pursuits."
"Teacher! Teacher!"
A young figure came running excitedly; it was Feng Hua Nu Tao.
"You've finally emerged from seclusion! I've mastered everything you taught me. Now, can you teach me new ninjutsu?"
The boy's eyes were filled with pure longing, a stark contrast to the ambitious and world-dominating figure in the original story.
Aburame Shisei looked at him and suddenly asked, "Nu Tao, what is your purpose in learning ninjutsu from me and striving to become stronger?"
Feng Hua Nutao was taken aback for a moment, then scratched his head and said calmly, "Become stronger? I've never thought about that! I only learned ninjutsu because I like it."
Now he has no ambition and no burden.
A stable and powerful nation brings happiness and well-being to its people; with elder brothers governing and developing the country, and teachers overseeing and protecting its development.
He doesn't need to shoulder heavy burdens or confront conflicts; he hides all his sharp edges and simply pursues what he likes.
If you like it, that's enough.
Aburame Shicheng was silent for a moment, then chuckled softly.
"If you like it, that's good."
"In that case, I'll teach you a ninjutsu, perfectly suited for this world where glaciers and oceans intertwine. Watch closely, I'll only teach you once."
As soon as he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.
In an instant, blue-green Sage Chakra swept over his body, Sage Mode naturally activated, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth gathered around him.
"Sage Art: Wind Release - Ocean Current Monsoon!"
A single handprint is left.
Above the sky, the air currents suddenly became violent, the seasonal wind direction was forcibly reversed, and the vast, ocean-like wind swept in all directions, as if the atmosphere of the entire ocean had been suppressed.
Feng Hua Nu Tao froze, looking up at the sky where the wind and clouds were changing color. He felt as if he was facing not ninjutsu, but the entire world. He was so shocked that he could not speak.
But in just a moment, the gale subsided, the wind and clouds calmed down, and everything returned to normal.
He gasped for breath and hurriedly looked in the direction where his master was, but there was no one there.
Meanwhile, Aburame Shisei had completed his day's journey through the human world.
With his mindset shifting and goals changing, he no longer forced himself to integrate into the mundane world.
He turned back to the underground palace, and as soon as he reached the entrance, he heard the great moth calling urgently.
It turned out that the three cocoons of the immortal insects had already cracked open and were about to hatch.
Ayumi Shisei's lips curled into a faint smile: "It seems another long period of seclusion is about to begin."
He stepped into the underground palace, formed hand seals, and his chakra surged, sealing all the entrances to the outside world, completely isolating him from the noise and bustle of the outside world.