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Chapter 179: Wraith: What, I'm a Big Treasure Now?
Chapter 179: Wraith: What, I'm a Big Treasure Now?
The power of emotion or faith! There are examples of this.
Hidan, in the future, will have an undying body due to his faith in a dark deity. The "Death God" of the Uzumaki Clan is another example, not based on chakra but on the Uzumaki Clan's faith in the Death God. These kinds of powers were mainstream before Kaguya Otsutsuki's arrival, but after she planted the God Tree, these powers faded, and the world took the shape of the Otsutsuki Clan.
Perhaps this is why Ninjutsu, which relies on chakra, is ineffective against Yin-Yang Release, while Sage Techniques are effective. The power systems are different!
This is also why the Fourth Great Shinobi War became a "family affair" for the Otsutsuki. Shinobi, who rely on chakra, can't possibly stand against the Otsutsuki, the source of chakra. The two protagonists could only turn the tide because the Sage of Six Paths, who had retreated to the Pure Land, intervened, not through the power of shinobi.
With the acquisition of the Wraith, Tang Ping now has a way to study these non-chakra-based powers.
Brilliant!
The power of faith may have seemed outdated and backward in ancient times, but in the current shinobi world, it has immense potential.
Especially for Tang Ping, who has experienced the information explosion, there are countless ways to manipulate faith. He can experiment with these methods bit by bit.
With this discovery, Tang Ping is extremely satisfied with the mission.
Unfortunately, the perpetual motion machine is out of the question.
Fear! To make the Wraith drive the Terracotta Army, it needs people to fear and hate it. Without this, the Wraith, a creature from another world, will weaken, so it's not a true perpetual motion machine.
The number of Terracotta Warriors and the range of their activities depend on the amount of fear collected.
If it were up to the narrow-minded shinobi, they would only collect fear through killing and destruction. But Tang Ping has a different idea.
Haunted houses, evil legends, horror movies... any method that can direct fear toward the Wraith will work, not necessarily through bloodshed.
As the saying goes, as long as your mindset doesn't falter, there are always more solutions than problems.
Unfortunately, due to the severe beating it received from Tang Ping, the Wraith's fear has been largely depleted.
The number of Terracotta Warriors it can maintain has dropped from five thousand to one thousand, and their range of activity and fear collection is only ten kilometers. Moreover, the Terracotta Warriors are greatly weakened in sunlight and continuously take damage.
A huge loss!
Initially, Tang Ping thought the Wraith would provide infinite energy and labor, but now it seems to be a significant discount.
This also explains why the Five Great Shinobi Villages no longer care about the Wraith. They must know that the Terracotta Warriors are weak in sunlight.
But why should the Terracotta Warriors fight?
Wouldn't it be better to have them till the land, cut wood, dig canals, and build? Their productivity far surpasses that of shinobi, who drain their life force using chakra. The Terracotta Warriors only need to consume fear, a much lesser cost.
One thousand three-meter-tall, immensely strong, and somewhat intelligent Terracotta Warriors can do a lot of work at night, even if they can't work during the day.
Gulp!
Every time Tang Ping thinks about this, his gaze towards the Underworld becomes increasingly twisted.
When he shared this idea with Miroku, it stunned him.
Indeed, the miko (priestesses) facing the Wraith only think of sealing it or dying with it, never considering using it for labor.
As previously mentioned, the productivity of the shinobi world is incredibly weak.
So, when Miroku thought about the labor value of one thousand Terracotta Warriors, he instantly changed his mind.
"No way!"
"The Wraith belongs to the Land of Spirits, and I absolutely won't let you take it away!"
"No matter what, it must stay here!"
...
Miroku, like a protective tigress, stood in front of the Wraith, who was tied to a wooden frame.
"Call it, and see if it dares to answer you."
Tang Ping ignored the small miko. The miko's spiritual power is mainly for purification and sealing. In a real fight, not only could he handle her, but even his three pets could easily deal with her.
"Abominable humans, I will never submit to you!"
The Wraith, bound to the wooden frame and subjected to various tortures (experiments), was furious.
Even if I’m a captive, there’s no need to humiliate myself like this, right?
Unfortunately, it didn’t understand that it wasn’t a captive anymore but an incredibly precious treasure (Onryo: Meow?).
"Are you sure?"
To Hei gave the other party a cold glance, which immediately made the Onryo, who had been enduring various tortures over the past few days, cower in fear.
After intimidating the other party, To Hei turned and left the basement.
The more he understood the Onryo, the more targeted his seals became. Now, he didn’t have to worry about the Onryo breaking free from the seal.
This was the difference between someone who knew sealing techniques and a sealing expert.
Many ninjas knew sealing techniques—like Jiraiya, Danzo, and others—but they were only ‘able to use’ them. However, people like Kushina Uzumaki, To Hei, Orochimaru, and Minato Namikaze were of the ‘proficient’ type.
Using the same sealing technique, they achieved better results with less effort and could even make temporary adjustments and changes.
The current Eight-Trigram Seal was To Hei’s ‘custom version.’
So, he wasn’t worried about Miro taking the Yellow Springs without his permission.
Because it would be useless!
To utilize the Onryo, adjustments to the seal were necessary. If someone acted rashly, the consequences would be too much for the Land of Ghosts to bear.
"No matter what, the Onryo belongs to us, the Priestesses. You can’t deny this!"
Miro, who had been chasing To Hei out of the basement, spoke up.
The Onryo and the Priestesses were like light and shadow, inseparably intertwined.
"Seventy to thirty split, with ninety percent of the control time belonging to me!"
To Hei regretted asking this question. If he hadn’t, he might have kept it all to himself.
But after learning about the relationship between the Onryo and the Priestesses, he realized that it was impossible to keep it all. They would eventually find out, so he needed to negotiate the usage rights of the Yellow Springs in advance.
Who wouldn’t love a super construction corps that required no maintenance or logistics?
For example:
A thousand three-meter-tall terracotta warriors, given simple farming tools, could cultivate at least ten thousand acres of land in one night.
Even if the land had trees and rocks, it wouldn’t be a problem.
And this was a conservative estimate.
Similar tasks like road construction and excavation, which didn’t require much precision, were why Miro was willing to overcome her fear and fight for the usage rights of the Yellow Springs.
"No way! The Onryo is our greatest treasure. If it’s a ninety to ten split, I’d rather kill myself, and then no one will get it!"
Miro’s words were fierce.
The Land of Ghosts was too poor!
Every year, many people starved to death. No one understood the benefits of this super construction corps better than she did.
She even used the threat of suicide!
It was her only leverage.
If her lineage of Priestesses were to be cut off, the Onryo from the other world would disappear until the next Priestess summoned it.
"Eighty to twenty, no more. But you must ensure the continuation of your lineage!"
To Hei gave his final condition.
This meant that the Ghost Legion would be under her control for twenty days out of every hundred, and the ‘Fear’ she consumed would be collected by To Hei.
However, in return, she had to ensure the continuation of her lineage. Otherwise, if something happened to her, the Onryo would be lost.
Who knew if another Priestess would ever be able to summon it again?
This precious treasure was too important for him to risk losing it.
"Deal!"
Miro’s eyes flashed with a cunning look, like a fox who had just stolen a chicken.
To Hei didn’t know why, but he felt a chill run down his spine.
But he believed that with his strength, any scheme she had wouldn’t work, so he straightened his back.
Unfortunately, his back was deeply bent a few days later.
And as he left the Land of Ghosts, massaging his injured back, he swore that he would one day reclaim the ‘humiliation’ he had endured.
'I’m still a kid!'
'How could they do this to me?'
'The ninja world is too treacherous; I need to go back to the countryside.'
From then on, To Hei had a deep, genuine fear of the Priestesses.
Wolfish!
Too dangerous to provoke.
(End of Chapter)
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