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Subduing the Seven-Tails and becoming a Jinchūriki was primarily because Qin Yi needed the vast reserves of Bijū Chakra.
For nearly half a year, the Seven-Tails, Chomei, had remained eerily quiet. Bound by chains and suppressed by sealing formations, it couldn't stir even the slightest ripple.
During this time, however, Chomei observed the rapid development of the Nation of Qin. The vibrancy of the people, the palpable unity, and the sheer positive energy radiating from the kingdom left the beast secretly astonished.
Throughout its countless years of existence, Chomei had witnessed the rise and fall of countless humans and nations. Conflict and war had always been inevitable constants. But here, even the former enemies from the Nation of the Whirlpools had seamlessly integrated into Qin. The people mingled freely, without resentment or lingering grudges.
Such harmony was unprecedented, forcing Chomei to reconsider the words Qin Yi had once spoken.
"Is true peace only achievable when all become one?"
"Can humans and Bijū coexist without fear or hatred?"
These thoughts stirred within Chomei's mind, unsettling the foundations of its long-held beliefs. It couldn't help but recall the words of the Sage of the Six Paths, who had once spoken of unity and understanding to the Tailed Beasts.
Yet, even as doubt crept in, Qin Yi's behavior over the past months had been perplexing. The boy had never treated Chomei as a mere tool of destruction. He conversed with it, acknowledged its thoughts, and displayed a level of respect rarely shown to a Tailed Beast.
"What nonsense am I thinking? That brat just wants to use my power!" Chomei shook its head vigorously, frustration flickering through its mind.
Time passed, and another month slipped by.
Qin Yi had been relentless in perfecting his newly developed Ninjutsu. Countless trials and refinements had pushed his abilities to the peak of his current stage. But the strain eventually caught up to him.
"I need a proper break," He murmured, stretching with a sigh.
Deciding to return to the King's World, Qin Yi welcomed the opportunity to rest. The accelerated time flow there meant that while only two months had passed in the Naruto world, the King's World had undergone dramatic transformations.
Life had flourished. Fields once barren were now lush with sprouting crops. Towering trees lined the roads, their branches swaying gently in the breeze. Laughter and contentment echoed through the streets as the people lived in comfort and joy.
Much to Qin Yi's surprise, the citizens had even taken it upon themselves to expand the Royal Palace, making it grander and more imposing.
Reclining in a rocking chair on the palace veranda, Qin Yi gazed at the bustling scene below with satisfaction. Behind him, Wan Qiu, his ever-dedicated maid, gently massaged his temples with her delicate hands.
"Only in moments like this can I truly savor the life of a king," He mused, a contented smile tugging at his lips.
He had granted himself a month-long vacation. But this supposed period of rest soon brought unexpected surprises that left him grinning from ear to ear.
On the seventh day of his break, the infamous Kakuzu surrendered and pledged allegiance to the Nation of Qin.
Summoning Kakuzu's image, Qin Yi couldn't help but wince at the sight. Bruised and battered, the once fearsome bounty hunter looked utterly defeated. The hardships of the past six months had left an unmistakable mark.
Then, on a seemingly ordinary night, something even more astonishing occurred.
As Qin Yi prepared for bed, strange faces appeared before him, and the strength of his King's Power surged dramatically.
Meanwhile, back in the Naruto World...
Surrounded by majestic mountains and flowing rivers, this valley was a picturesque and strategically ideal location.
At its entrance stood a man clad in armor, his expression cold and imposing. Before him, a group of trembling Shinobi quaked in fear, their eyes wide with dread as they swallowed hard.
"Uchiha Madara, what do you want from us?" One of them managed to stammer.
"Why would someone like you appear here? You breached our defenses, broke through our mountain gate — what is it you're after? We've already withdrawn from all conflicts!"
The Shinobi bearing the crescent moon insignia shouted desperately.
"There's no grand reason," Madara replied indifferently, stepping forward. "I merely remembered your existence. And as I move to unify the Shinobi world, your clan's power will serve me well."
Each step he took sent waves of fear rippling through the Shinobi. They instinctively recoiled.
"What could you possibly want from us? Our Yin-Yang Release techniques faded from history long ago. We're of no use to anyone!"
The leader's voice trembled, his defiance faltering.
"Enough talk. Pledge your loyalty to my nation. Otherwise, your clan won't just vanish from the pages of history." Madara's eyes narrowed, the Sharingan spinning crimson. "You will burn in the depths of hell!"
With those words, a towering Susanoo erupted around him, its terrifying presence shaking the very air.
"We surrender! We'll join!" The leader screamed without hesitation, his voice cracking with fear.
As the words left his lips, a mysterious force rippled through the air. An unseen connection formed, binding the Shinobi to Madara. The sensation was undeniable.
Madara's expression shifted. He could feel it — a foreign power, vast and enigmatic, extending its influence.
"That boy's strength… Has his power from beyond this world grown even further?"
Back in the grand palace of the Nation of Qin, Qin Yi observed the events through his King's Strength. A satisfied smile curved across his face.
"Madara San, you truly are invaluable."
The ever-growing reach of the King's Strength brought Qin Yi unparalleled abilities. Through it, he could glimpse scenes from his subjects' lives and observe the world without lifting a finger.
Even while on vacation, the sight of Madara's conquests filled him with amusement.
"Of course, for those unwilling to yield, that god of war would simply erase them from existence."
A month flew by, and Qin Yi's much-needed rest came to an end.
Throughout his vacation, his King's Strength surged steadily, making each passing day more enjoyable.
Finally, it was time to return to the Naruto World.
Five months had passed there, and the Nation of Qin had grown at a staggering pace. The number of Jōnin proficient in high-level Ninjutsu had surpassed twenty, bolstered further by the Uzumaki Clan's own ranks, bringing the count to over sixty. Factoring in those subdued by Madara, the total force was impossible to estimate.
On the day of his return, Kakuzu stood before him, his wounds nearly healed. The once-fearsome rogue now carried himself with uncharacteristic obedience.
"QinKage Sama," Kakuzu greeted, bowing his head low.
Qin Yi's eyes gleamed with curiosity. "Kakuzu. What brings you here?"
"I have a request, my lord," Kakuzu said through gritted teeth. "I wish to attack the Waterfall Hidden Village."
His eyes burned with determination. Qin Yi's smile faded slightly, his expression turning contemplative.
"Oh? Are you confident you can succeed?"
(End of Chapter)