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Chapter 173: The Great Artist, Huyi Xuanyue
Chapter 173: The Great Artist, Huyi Xuanyue
To say that Deidara sincerely returned to the Huyi Clan out of a sense of loyalty to his heritage and was willing to become their loyal servant would be an overstatement.
For someone who was a direct disciple of the Third Tsuchikage and a potential candidate for the Fourth, his decision to abandon his position showed a thought process that was far from ordinary.
Forced by the current situation, Deidara had intended to return to the Huyi Clan temporarily and stay for a while to see if there was any art or artist that impressed him enough to stay.
If he found what he was looking for, he would continue his stay, just as he had with the Akatsuki.
If not, he would find an opportunity to leave and not return to the long-abandoned Akatsuki, instead continuing on his nomadic artistic journey.
However, he never expected that he would have to go undercover in the Akatsuki and be imprinted with the Huyi seal.
Being locatable meant that no matter where he hid, the Huyi Clan would always be able to find him.
Deidara's mind was in turmoil.
Huyi Xuanyue wasn't finished yet.
In order to reassure Deidara, the Huyi seal was just the last resort, and there were other guarantees in place.
"Would you like to witness unforgettable art?" Huyi Xuanyue asked at this point.
Deidara was surprised to hear the word "art" from the person in front of him.
His eyes lit up, and without a moment's hesitation, he nodded:
"Of course!"
Huyi Xuanyue then reached out and grabbed Deidara's shoulder.
A gust of wind rushed towards them, and in the blink of an eye, the two disappeared from the sight of the onlookers.
It was too fast!
Everything happened too fast!
Deidara felt like he couldn't even open his eyes.
After an unknown period of time, when he finally managed to open his eyes, he found himself on solid ground.
Not only that, but the seal within him had also been released, and his chakra was flowing freely.
Deidara looked at Huyi Xuanyue in front of him, confused about what the other party was planning.
Huyi Xuanyue smiled faintly, and with a series of cracks, he formed a seal with his fingers and said, "Now, it's time to witness the greatness of art."
Boom!
Soon, the deafening roar echoed through the desolate wilderness.
It was as if the world was undergoing a cataclysmic transformation.
Even from a distance, one could still see the towering flames reaching for the sky.
There were also howling winds, pouring rain, thunderous claps, falling meteors, icy shards, and molten lava.
After a long while, everything dissipated.
With a thud, Deidara, who was exhausted and disheveled, lay in a huge pit, looking like a charred mess. He opened his mouth, and circles of black smoke billowed out of his throat.
Huyi Xuanyue, who was remarkably clean in contrast, walked over and asked with a faint smile, "Well, what do you think?"
Deidara's head was immobile, but his eyes shifted as he stared at Huyi Xuanyue in a daze for a long time.
Finally, he exclaimed from the bottom of his heart:
"I have seen... true art! Yes!!!"
"That's good," Huyi Xuanyue nodded.
His efforts to educate Deidara with his full power had not been in vain.
After all, art is an explosion, is it not?
Huyi Xuanyue had just given Deidara a profound lesson in the heights that this form of art could reach.
And as Deidara had experienced it firsthand, he had no complaints. Instead, the look he now gave Huyi Xuanyue was one of admiration.
"Such a great artist is the goal I will pursue for the rest of my life!" Deidara exclaimed passionately in his heart.
At that moment, he had found a new purpose in life.
For someone like Deidara, as long as you pointed him in the right direction, he could be controlled.
For example, by giving him a powerful blow in the field of art that he loved so dearly, you could leave an indelible impression on him.
Fortunately, Deidara's so-called art was not painting or singing, but explosions.
More precisely, the immense destructive power that blossomed in an instant.
In this regard, Huyi Xuanyue, a master of various ninjutsu and bloodline limits, was undoubtedly an expert.
With his full display of power, he finally managed to subdue Deidara's heart and mind.
Itachi Uchiha and Pain were nothing compared to Huyi Xuanyue now.
"Go back to the village, heal your wounds, and then return to the Akatsuki," Huyi Xuanyue instructed.
"Yes, Clan Chief!"
With medical ninjutsu, Deidara's mobility was soon restored.
Whoosh~ Whoosh~
The Clay Bird flapped its wings and glided through the sky.
Dressed once more in the Akatsuki uniform, Deidara stood on the bird's back, gazing nostalgically at the now-invisible aerial fortress.
If he had a choice, he would have loved to stay by Huyi Xuanyue's side, discussing the intricacies of art instead of returning to Akatsuki as a spy.
Before, he had thought that the members of Akatsuki were quite skilled and considered them decent artists.
But now...
"How can I possibly create art when I'm with these bugs?! Hmph!"
Deidara felt a sense of melancholy.
However, he couldn't disobey the words of the great artist, his life mentor, and... well, the Clan Chief.
"Since that's the case, I'll work hard from now on and be a good spy for Akatsuki. I'll hasten their downfall so I can go back!" Deidara encouraged himself.
For this purpose, he even considered taking the initiative to find opportunities to take out a few Akatsuki members or turn some of them against the organization.
"Although Sasori's artistic concept is completely opposed to mine, he's still a pure artist in his own right. Since we're both artists, why don't I try to save him?"
Deidara stroked his chin thoughtfully, letting the Clay Bird beneath him fly automatically toward their predetermined destination.
An hour later.
At a deserted cliff in the Land of Fire.
The Clay Bird landed, and as soon as Deidara hopped off, he heard a familiar voice beside him, "Deidara, you've been gone for so long that I thought you were dead."
Deidara turned and saw Hidan, clad in the Akatsuki robe, walking towards him.
Deidara greeted him with a smile, "Relax~ Sasori. Our artistic duo's name hasn't spread throughout the ninja world yet, so how could I die? Hmm."
"I've said it many times; that kind of reputation is only a burden."
Sasori, expressionless, surveyed Deidara up and down as if confirming something, then asked, "What happened before?"
Deidara shrugged, "While creating art on the way, a group called the Xuanyuan Crowd interrupted me. That's why I'm late. Hmm."
Sasori was well aware of what Deidara meant by "creating art," but the mention of the Xuanyuan Crowd surprised him:
"Ninja hunters?"
"Eh? Sasori, you know them?"
"I know a bit."
Sasori had his own intelligence network and was informed about many things in the ninja world.
A thought occurred to Deidara, and he suggested, "Sasori, why don't we join forces and take on the Xuanyuan Crowd again? Those guys! They ambushed me and then ran away immediately, and I couldn't catch up no matter how I tried. Hmm."
Deidara suddenly wanted to take Sasori to the Land of Waves and have the Clan Chief capture him, and then he could try to persuade Sasori to join their cause.
However, Sasori didn't take the bait.
"Not interested."
If the opponent had a bloodline limit, he might have considered turning them into a human puppet.
But they didn't.
"The leader's mission is the priority," Sasori instructed.
"We're still looking for the Three-Tails???" Deidara's face showed his impatience at the mention of this, "The sea is so vast, and that turtle loves to dive deep underwater. We've been searching for so many days without any clues. How are we supposed to find it?"
The search for the wild Three-Tails was not a new endeavor for Akatsuki.
However, the vast ocean had provided no leads so far.
This time was no different.
As the main force in the search, Deidara had been bored out of his mind, scouting the skies for days without any success.
He wanted to quit.
But Sasori's words implied that they would have to work overtime; it was the leader's order.
Being one of the junior members in Akatsuki, Deidara could only agree, albeit with a displeased look on his face.
However, in his heart, he added another reason to overthrow Akatsuki.
"Treating employees like workhorses, they're damn despicable!"
(End of Chapter)
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