Wolf Valley.
Beside the Beast King Hall, a ten-meter-tall black stone stele stood towering.
The stele was carved entirely from an unknown giant stone, its surface covered in dense, ancient runes. Those runes layered over each other, winding and flowing, ultimately converging in the center of the stele into a pattern of a wolf howling at the sky.
A faint light flowed slowly between the runes, flickering in and out of existence. —This was the Wolf Ninja Village contract stele.
At this moment, thirteen figures stood before the stele.
At the very front was Kawajūrō. Behind him were the two former leaders of the Mountain Stronghold—the two Wandering Ninjas who had followed him for many years—and further back were the ten Wandering Ninjas who had joined the Wolf Ninja Village the earliest.
On their faces, there was no nervousness, no hesitation. Only anticipation.
Yang Jiu lay on the high platform in front of the Beast King Hall, his silvery-white body glowing with a soft luster under the sunlight. His golden eyes looked down at them from above, and his voice was calm and majestic: "Drip your blood onto the contract stele." "There must be no feeling of resistance in your hearts."
Kawajūrō took a deep breath, a glimmer of excitement flashing in his eyes. "Yes, Wolf King!"
He was the first to pull out a Kunai, slicing his palm without hesitation. Fresh blood gushed out. He seemed not to feel the pain; there was only solemnity and excitement on his face.
The twelve people behind him also sliced their palms. Blood flowed along the lines of their palms, drop by drop, hanging but not falling.
Kawajūrō was the first to step forward. He stopped in front of the contract stele, raised his head, and looked at the sacred monument, at those flowing runes, at the wolf howling at the sky in the center—then, he solemnly pressed his palm onto it.
"Hum—!" The moment the blood touched the stele, the contract stele suddenly burst into a faint golden light!
The runes seemed to come alive, starting to flow slowly along the stele. The blood was absorbed into the depths of the stone at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a stream being swallowed up. The light grew brighter and brighter.
Kawajūrō closed his eyes, feeling some indescribable change within his body. —It was as if something was quietly branded deep within his soul.
The twelve people behind him followed closely. One by one, they pressed their blood-stained palms onto the contract stele. One after another, rays of light lit up. One after another, the brands were carved into their souls.
Yang Jiu stood on the high platform, watching this scene quietly. A hint of satisfaction flashed in his golden eyes.
Thirteen people. Thirteen contractors forever loyal to the Wolf Clan. From today on—they were not just his subordinates. They were his "kinsmen."
"Try the Summoning Jutsu, as well as Human-Wolf Resonance." Yang Jiu looked down at them and ordered indifferently.
"Yes!" Kawajūrō nodded heavily with excitement, his eyes flashing with eagerness. He took a deep breath and slowly formed hand seals with both hands—Rat, Ox, Dog, Boar... As the last seal fell, he slammed his palm onto the ground!
"Summoning Jutsu!" Bang—! A puff of white smoke exploded in front of him!
As the smoke cleared, a black giant wolf nearly two meters long appeared in place. It was pitch black all over, its fur sleek and shiny. Its amber eyes scanned the surroundings, finally landing on Kawajūrō, and it let out a low whimper.
An Elite Genin-level Ninja Wolves.
Kawajūrō grinned. Behind him, the other twelve Ninjas also formed hand seals one after another. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang—! White smoke exploded in succession!
One Ninja Wolves after another appeared before the contract stele. Black, gray, variegated—each one was nearly two meters long, and each radiated a faint aura of Chakra.
Twelve people, twelve wolves. All were Elite Genin-level.
Yang Jiu nodded with satisfaction. "Next—" His voice paused. "Try Human-Wolf Resonance."
Kawajūrō took a deep breath and closed his eyes. He could feel the breathing of the black wolf in front of him gradually synchronizing with his own heartbeat.
A strange feeling rose from the bottom of his heart—as if an invisible thread was connecting him and that wolf together.
He opened his eyes and looked at Yang Jiu. "Wolf King, the passive effect of Human-Wolf Resonance... I can already feel it." "Shared vision, crisis prediction, combat tacit understanding—they are all there."
Yang Jiu nodded. "What about the active effect?" Kawajūrō grinned. "That will have to be tested to know."
He turned to look at the black wolf, reached out, and gently pressed his hand on its head. "Come on." The black wolf let out a low growl, its body leaning slightly forward. The next second—Hum!
A faint light lit up from both the man and the wolf at the same time! The light grew brighter and more dazzling, finally completely enveloping their figures! In the light, the two silhouettes were merging.
Three seconds later. The light dissipated. Standing in the spot was no longer two people, nor two wolves. It was—a werewolf.
A body over two meters tall, walking upright, covered in black-gray fur. Sharp claws gleamed with a cold light in the sunlight. On the wolf's head, a pair of amber eyes flickered with a cold, eerie light. Those were Kawajūrō's eyes.
He lowered his head, looking at this brand-new body of his, and slowly clenched his fists. "This is..." His voice was low and hoarse, carrying the ruggedness of a beast, yet one could still discern human tones. "Werewolf Mode."
He raised his hand and waved it gently. Five sharp claw marks flashed through the air. He grinned, revealing a mouthful of stark white fangs.
Behind him, the twelve Ninjas also fused with their respective Ninja Wolves. One after another, lights lit up. One after another, werewolves appeared. Two-meter-tall figures, black-gray fur, sharp claws and fangs, cold eyes—thirteen werewolves stood before the contract stele, all looking up in unison at Yang Jiu on the high platform.
In those gazes, there was fanaticism, worship, and a thirst for power. Yang Jiu looked at them, a hint of satisfaction flashing in his golden eyes. "Not bad." He murmured, his voice carrying undisguised appreciation.
Deserving of a talent rewarded by the system. This effect is simply heaven-defying. It's just like everyone having eaten a Zoan-type Devil Fruit. In this Naruto World where everyone is a glass cannon, this is a divine skill.
A Genin, equipped with a Genin-level Ninja Wolves, can crush a Chunin after fusing. Two Genin combined can trade blows with an Elite Chunin. And the cultivation cost? It only needs a contract stele and a little time.
Yang Jiu narrowed his eyes. If other Ninja Villages found out, those guys from Konoha, Iwagakure, and Kumogakure would probably launch the Fourth Ninja World War directly. After all, this thing—is too unfair.
He withdrew his thoughts, his gaze falling on those thirteen figures. Two-meter-tall werewolves, black-gray fur, sharp claws and fangs, cold eyes—they all looked at him in unison, their eyes filled with fanaticism and worship.
Yang Jiu spoke slowly, his voice low and majestic: "From now on—you are the first batch of werewolf warriors of the Wolf Ninja Village." He paused and looked at Kawajūrō. "Kawajūrō, I have bestowed this ability upon you all. I hope you can manage the Wolf Ninja Village well."
Kawajūrō trembled all over. He suddenly knelt on one knee, bowing his head heavily. "Yes, Wolf King!!!" His voice trembled slightly with excitement, yet it was exceptionally firm. "I will definitely not let you down!" "I will definitely build the Wolf Ninja Village into—" He raised his head, his eyes burning with a scorching light. "The Sixth Ninja Village!" "Or even the strongest Ninja Village!!!"
The twelve werewolves behind him knelt on one knee in unison. "Swear to follow the Wolf King to the death!" "Swear to build the Wolf Ninja Village to the death!"
Yang Jiu looked at them, the corners of his mouth curling up slightly. "Rise."
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