Beyond the Heavens Sect's Purple Bamboo Garden.

Next morning, Rock Lee laying on the ground with arms and legs outstretched, panted and exclaimed, "Naruto… I… I… admit you are much more handsome than me. But these past few days, you have been really cruel. You are working me to death…"

These days Naruto just wanted to cultivate, so he forced Rock Lee to go along with him, making him practically die from exhaustion. Therefore, only after a few days, every time Rock Lee saw Naruto, he would shake uncontrollably from fear.

With every session, Naruto calculated very carefully. He knew exactly how long it would take before Rock Lee's body reached its extreme limits. So after each time, even though Rock Lee could barely stand up, his body was not in any danger.

Every time Rock Lee saw Naruto, it was as if he had run into a demon. Previously, he was in the habit of bragging and self-admiration, but currently he didn't even have time for self-admiration.

Naruto took a deep breath, pulled in his energy and stood up. In the past twenty days, he did not let his cultivation lapse for even a little. His cultivation has already reached ninth grade martial pupil, just a little more and he would enter the rank of martial warrior.

Feeling all the transformations inside him, Naruto smiled. Only when he advanced to the rank of martial warrior could he begin to officially train his body.

If his strength had not reached martial warrior level and he forcefully practiced excessive physical exercises, then his muscles and internal organs would be severely compromised. There was a saying in the Lower Three Heavens,

"Literature lasts for eternity,

Martial artist retires at death."

This implied that those who practice martial arts usually do not live past 60 years. However, this lesson seemed to be not right. Because while this saying basically valued literature over martial arts, the number 60 was just a haphazard guess. The truth was, every year, there were countless martial pupils who wanted to improve their skills by cultivating carelessly. But this ends up consuming a lot of their strength and results in extreme fatigue that was unbearable to the body of a martial pupil. Even if they advance in skill, that fatigue was permanent in their body. When they are about 50 years old, this fatigue will manifest itself intensively and it would be too late to do anything because the body would be ravaged beyond repair.

Therefore, martial artists always wasted the most time in the training the body, setting a solid foundation at this martial pupil level.

Just a little bit more and he would become a martial warrior, then he will have the requirements to cultivate Nine Tribulations Sword – Nine Tribulations Transcending the Nine Heavens Technique! And not just Nine Tribulations Sword, but there were techniques in the Middle Three Heavens that clearly stated those below the rank of martial warrior cannot cultivate.

Naruto's dantian stirred. He had struggled from dawn to noon to cultivate a little Chakra for the Nine Tribulations Sword spirit to absorb. A moment later, it released that Chakra. Even though the amount of Chakra was much smaller, it was extremely pure.

Although, this Chakra could not compare to natural Chakra, but in terms of purity it was many times better. When compared to the normally absorbed Chakra, the difference was heaven and earth. It was much better.

These days, after each cultivation, as his martial power increased, Naruto felt the sword spirit stir quietly inside of him. He thought nothing of it, and gradually ignored it all together.

What worried him most during this time was the pure purple jade essence around his neck, which was unreactive. When it came to this pure purple jade essence, Naruto could not find a solution. The first time he had wanted to use this pure purple jade essence to restore his energy, before he could, the Nine Tribulations sword spirit suddenly became disturbed from inside his dantian and cut off contact completely. Naruto tried again a few times but to no avail. It was obvious that the Nine Tribulations sword spirit wanted him to rely on his own strength to cultivate, not any external sources.

Even when he used the jade to recover energy to fight against a rival, it didn't matter to Nine Tribulations sword spirit, it still wouldn't let him. Before, he was able to use the jade essence once, in coping with Aoba. At that time, the Nine Tribulations Sword Spirit had no reaction, but since that battle, it would not let him do it again.

Encountering an impartial monitor like this, Naruto had no choice but to oblige. Eventually he extinguished any intention of using the pure purple jade essence during cultivation.

Tilting his head, Naruto looked at struggling form of Rock Lee. He almost laughed. He said, "Okay, you can rest a little."

Hearing these words, Rock Lee felt as if he was given a privilege. He was so grateful he almost shed tears. He got up with some difficulty. His arms and legs looked as if there were trying to crawl. When he finally got up, he let out a sigh of relief.

In the yard, Naruto continued to practice the simple action of drawing and sheathing the sword. Even though this was extremely boring, he was attentive to every little action and tried hard until every action was skillfully trained.

At this time, from the east, the sun had slowly shown itself, making Naruto's whole body heat up. Drops of sweat constantly fell down, soaking the ground.

When Rock Lee finally recovered, he turned to look at Naruto practicing. When Rock Lee saw Naruto's movements, he slowly noticed a strange point. Even though Naruto repeated the same actions hundreds of times, each time Naruto's movement had a tiny difference!

It seemed that Naruto was continuously adjusting. From the beginning, where his actions seemed a little unnatural, to later when they became more fluid and finally they seemed to have become a flash of light.

Drawing the sword, sheathing the sword, he continued like that until the sound become softer and softer each time. Although it was not obvious, the sounds truly became slightly softer each time.

"Naruto, your arm is swollen!" Rock Lee was looking at Naruto practicing and admiring him, when he suddenly discovered that between Naruto's elbow and shoulder, there was an abnormal swollen mass. He shouted out in panic.

However, Naruto's countenance remained unconcerned as if nothing has happened and his movement did not stop. He said indifferently, "It's nothing. It will go away with more training. If I stop now and wait for it go down, then it would take a long time. The best way is to practice until you get used to it. Then this swelling will go away on its own. That's how you can advance!"

"Oh…" Naruto's words made Rock Lee feel ashamed. He could only stand there stupefied. Then seeing that he had restored some energy, he immediately resumed practice.

In a corner of Purple Bamboo Forest, Kakashi was quietly watching the two practice. The edge of his mouth revealed a little smile.

Meanwhile, a constant moan could be heard from inside. It was the sound of Obito tormented by pain. He had been bed-ridden for the past 20 days. Aoba's people were cruel; that day they had broken Obito's ribs and femur.

At least for the next three months, Obito would not be able to practice. And in the next half year, he would not be able to use his martial arts. But ranking competition for disciples of Beyond the Heavens Sect will probably be done by then. This injury will undoubtedly destroy all of Obito's plans at Beyond the Heavens Sect!

The physical pain did not compare to the mental anguish that Obito felt. But the bizarre thing is, he did not hate the people who hurt him, he hated Naruto. In Obito's mind, if it were not for Naruto, he would have had a bright future!

It can't be left unsaid that what Obito felt was correct. All the misery he currently suffered was single-handedly caused by Naruto. During this period, Naruto 'meticulously' took care of Obito, checking on him once a day.

"Eldest Martial Brother, how are you? Today, I have advanced beyond fifth grade martial pupil."

"Eldest Martial Brother! Today, I had broken past the sixth grade."

"I have achieved seventh grade…!"

Every 'good news' made Obito felt as if he was being pierced by a thousand arrows. He became very upset making his recovery very slow; it even worsened.

However, the thing that Obito should not have done was let his hatred for Naruto spread to Kakashi and Rock Lee as well. This hatred was seeped to the bones! How could Naruto have advanced so fast? It certainly must have been a favor from Kakashi. The master must have had some sort of elixir to speed up cultivation! I have been with him for so many years and he didn't give it to me. Instead he gave it to Naruto!

That must be it! The hatred in Obito's heart gradually grew more severe, until it became immeasurable.

In the days that followed, even though his attitude was indifferent, Kakashi took a lot of care with Obito. He did not hesitate to waste his energy to heal Obito's meridians as well as help reduce his pain. Furthermore, he spared no effort in searching for medicine to help Obito recover…

However, Obito has allowed his hatred to cloud his judgment. He went as far as grinding his teeth with the master who had given him so much.

So… Obito wanted revenge!

Outside of Obito's room, there was a small pond, approximately the size of half a room and deeper than a meter. Water flowing from the peak go through here before continuing downward making a winding stream through the mountains.

The water in this pond was so clear, you could see the bottom. Everyday Naruto and the others drank water from here.

Currently Obito was trying to get up from his bed. He then stealthily took out a paper parcel from under his bed. This was 'Before Dawn Soul Scattering Powder'. This was mixture of five highly toxic poisons, without color or taste. But mostly important, without antidote! When mixed with food, they become a wonderful tasting additive that stimulates your appetite.

Obito's lips were trembling and even his fingers were shaking. However, he remained steadfast in his resolve. He reached for the candle next to his bed. With his right hand he broke off part of the candle…

His face seemed alternate between red and white, as if his heart was under a lot of conflict. However, his hands did not stop. He emptied the entire parcel of poison into a newly formed wax pellet.

Afterwards, he hid everything under the blanket.

If I am like this, you people shall not live well either! Anyway, I am so heavily wounded, even if everyone here was dead, no one would suspect me!

If Purple Bamboo Garden has only me left, then the Sect Master would surely show some preferential treatment! That way I would still have a chance. Even if I can no longer lean on Kakashi, I can still succeed.

Die! You can all die!

At this point, Obito had apparently entered a state of frenzy.

The sun slowly rose to its peak, Obito listened, then clenched his teeth… A small container flew straight outside from his hand.

Plop! It dropped into the pond.

Obito breathed a sigh of relief. He slumped in his bed. There was a look of anxiousness as well as shame in his eyes. But immediately after, he became crazed. He gritted his teeth, his hands gripped tightly onto the blanket, tearing a hole in it.

A moment later, he finally relaxed. A smile appeared on his mouth revealing pleasure and satisfaction.

The water in the pond flowed constantly, if the poison was released directly, then its effect would fade. However, if it were placed in a wax container, it would release more slowing.

Based on the daily meal time, this moment was perfect. He calculated the time carefully. After about a second, there was a creaky sound. It was the sound of the two wooden buckets that Rock Lee used to carry water. Obito immediately went back under his blanket, closed his eyes and moaned…

After a while, the clacking sound of pots and pans were heard, followed by Rock Lee's monstrous singing. Finally, the fragrant smell food arose.

Obito smiled evilly.

The three, Kakashi, Rock Lee, and Naruto, sat around the dining table looking at aromatic food. Rock Lee's puppy dog eyes was currently looking at his master, but his stomach was growling. He was waiting for Kakashi to open his mouth, then he would attack the food.

However, when Kakashi looked at the food, he frowned. The food today did not seem like normal. The smell was much stronger, almost… excessively fragrant.

There was something strange!

He felt that something was not right.

Kakashi was in deep thought; he picked up his chopsticks, just to put them down again. He tilted his head and looked over at Naruto. It seemed that Naruto was also staring at the food on the table and thinking about something.

Kakashi was surprised. The reason he found the food strange was due to his decades of experience in Jiang Hu in addition to his careful personality and heightened senses borne from countless dangerous encounters. If it were normal people, then they would not have noticed any anomalies in the fragrant smell of the food. It's likely that they would want to eat it even more.

But how could Naruto realize this? He was only 16 years old. Moreover, he had never been outside of the sect. How could he have such keen perception?

"Rock Lee, did you make this food?" Naruto calmly smiled and asked.

"That's right, let's eat everyone. It smells so good… I can't wait any longer." Rock Lee begged pitifully.

Naruto seemed to have figured out something as he looked at the rippling water in the small pond outside. With a flick of his wrist, there appeared a small black jade pin in his hand. He poked it into a soup dish on the table.

It immediately changed to a frightful purple blue color. Rock Lee's color changed immediately, he almost screamed out loud. As if he already knew Rock Lee's reaction without even looking at him, Naruto covered Rock Lee's mouth with his hand. His gaze did not leave from the food on the table. He said in a serious voice, "Rock Lee is not capable of poisoning us. The problem is in the pond water!"

Kakashi was shocked, because he also just thought of the same thing. Rock Lee was the cook but he was not the poisoner. After all, he took care of Rock Lee since he was little. Rock Lee never had any exposure with poisons. How could he have done it?

Kakashi took a deep breath. Suddenly, there was anger in his face as he turned his head and looked straight at Obito's room.

"Let me go!" Naruto said quietly.

"You? What do you plan to do?" Kakashi's countenance was unsightly.

"Basically, I plan to satisfy him," Naruto said casually.

Kakashi's eyes narrowed. With a slight laugh, he said, "In that case, you should go then."

After a pause, he continued, "Don't say too much. Let him have a chance to explain himself. It's possible he doesn't know the extent of his actions."

His voice was very soft, but within it, there was bitterness and fatigue. No matter what, Obito was still his disciple for the past 7-8 years! Naruto wanted to help him handle this matter because he understood Kakashi's dilemma.

Kakashi was currently furious. But inversely, Naruto completely understood him and felt very happy.

Naruto nodded. He carried the tray of food that was previously prepared for Obito. When he arrived in front of Obito's room, he smiled slightly and said, "Eldest Martial Brother, it's time to eat!"

"Doesn't Rock Lee always bring my food? Why is it you today?" Obito asked, looking suspiciously at Naruto.

"That Rock Lee is so tired today, he couldn't even get up." Naruto smiled warmly and said. "We are all brothers; Rock Lee or me, what difference does it make? You have helped us so much with such deep love and care. I thought I should at least do something to repay you."

Obito answered in agreement, "Hm. My appetite is not so good today, I don't want to eat. Just leave it right there."

What a joke! He clearly knew there was poison in the food. It was his own doing! How would he dare eat it?

Outside, Kakashi was concentrating all his energy to listen to everything being said in that room. When he heard Obito saying that, he could not help but snort. He still could not imagine that his disciple of 7-8 years now wanted to kill him. Even though everything was already clear, he still told Naruto to give Obito a chance to explain himself.

Still holding onto a ray of hope.

However, after hearing Obito, he has lost all hope.

With a big grin, Naruto asked, "How could you not eat? The body is iron and rice is steel. Plus you are wounded, you need nutrition to recover quickly. Eldest Martial Brother, you must eat at least a little bit! If you finish the whole thing, I am sure you would feel better."

Obito frowned and said in a disgusted tone, "I already told you, I won't eat! Just get out!"

"Why not… is there poison in there?" Naruto said sincerely, "Eldest Martial Brother, we have been brothers for many years. Is it possible that you believe that I would poison you? Hurry up and eat!"

Obito's face slowly changed colors. Naruto's words were aimed directly at him. He immediately lifted his head and looked at Naruto. He asked in a serious voice, "What are you trying to say?"

"I am trying to tell you to eat. After that, you will understand!" Naruto looked at him, his gaze slowly turned cold. He continued slowly, "I wanted to see if the poison in the food can kill or not. Honestly, I am very curious about that!"

Obito's heart suddenly sank. "You… What kind of joke is this?"

Naruto smirked. "What? You're not having any fun with this game? Shall we move onto a new game then?"

Naruto immediately took a bowl of rice to the bed and sat down on Obito's legs. A crack was heard as the healing bones broke once again. Obito screamed in pain as his body contorted like a shrimp. Sweat drops the size of soy beans streamed down his face. The moment his mouth opened, Naruto stuffed it with a bit of the blanket. Naruto's action was agile and decisive. Someone with many decades of experience could not have carried out an action so fluidly.

Obito's anguished screams immediately turned into smothered chokes, with no way of coming out. He could do nothing except stare at Naruto fearfully and shake his head repeatedly. At this time, sweat was pouring like rain from all over Obito's body. With one hand holding the rice bowl, Naruto clucked Obito's neck with the other. He looked coldly at Obito and said, "Obito, I didn't want to kill you so early, I had hardly vented enough. However, today, your actions have pushed me beyond my limits."

With his mouth muzzled, no matter how Obito tried to yell and scream, he could only emit a few throaty 'oh' 'oh'. His eyes were filled with resentment and fear. He tried to struggle in a last ditch effort, rendering himself even more pained due to his wounds.

"Obito, the way you treated Rock Lee and I these past years. Let's not even mention that now. Eight years ago, your family was robbed by bandits, their lives were hanging by a thread, and your sister was almost assaulted by them. It was master who appeared in time to save your family. Afterward, it was your family who begged master to take you as a disciple. Master thought you seemed like a decent person and took you in and taught you martial arts. But now, not only do you not appreciate his kindness, you dare to use poison to try to kill him. Are you even human?"

Naruto reprimanded, "You are indeed 'wolf's heart and dog's lung'!"

There was shame in Obito's eyes, but it disappeared immediately. He violently looked at Naruto as if wanting to eat him alive. Of course, there was no repentance at all!

Suddenly Obito let out a dry cough. A clump of fresh blood flew out from his mouth. The force was so strong that the bit of blanket stuffed in his mouth came out as well.

The fresh blood splashed on the blanket forming patchy streaks. Obito did not make a sound from the suffering, instead his eyes glared at Naruto. "Naruto! Don't pretend in front of me. It's useless! Those little tricks, I stopped using them a long time ago."

Obito had another dry cough and despite the fact that blood was continually running from the edge of his mouth, he said resentfully, "I am an ingrate, so what? I wanted to kill you all, so what? I have a burning ambition, wolf's heart and dog's lungs, so what?"

Obito panted, his chest heaving. "If it wasn't for you, then I wouldn't have been beaten to the brink of death. If my legs were not broken, then I would not lose a chance to participate in the sect's ranking competition. If I did not lose that chance then my future would not be so dark. Everything is because of you! Naruto… you and I will not share the same sky! As for master… hahaha…"

Obito wiped the dried blood from the corner of his mouth and let out a cold laugh. "You think Kakashi is really that kind? Why did he save my family that year? Was it not because he was mesmerized by my sister's beauty? If I did not discover in time and immediately married her off to somebody else, then she would have fallen into his hands. Normally he acts as if he is honorable, but on the inside, he is a scoundrel. Sometimes, at night, he keeps called, Rin-Rin… Rin-Rin… He thought I couldn't hear? Rin-Rin is my sister's nickname! He is truly a scoundrel."

It seemed that Obito knew that after what he did today, he could hardly escape death. So he brought out all the resentment that was in his heart.

In the dining room next door, after hearing these words, Kakashi's whole body trembled. His face gradually grew pale.

Crack!

The teacup in Kakashi's hand shattered. The little broken pieces dropped down from the cracks of his fingers. Suddenly, Kakashi's hair stood on end. He let out a single breath, which flew towards the door and surprisingly created a big hole.

"Hahaha, I got it right then? This old man… what greatness, what generosity… hahaha…" Obito laughed insanely.

Naruto roared loudly and rushed forward to attack Obito.

Pow!

Before Naruto's palm was even lowered, the wall separating the two rooms broke, scattering dust everywhere. Kakashi rushed into the room and grabbed Naruto's wrist. Knowing that Naruto would not be able to control himself, he took this direct action.

"Old man, you wanted to say something else?" When Obito saw Kakashi, his body cringed instinctively. Only his talk sounded aggressive.

Kakashi slowly let go of Naruto. He took a few breaths and quickly recovered. His eyes looked at Obito without sympathy. He said slowly, "Obito, from this moment, you are expelled from the sect!"

Obito laughed loudly. "Oh, Kakashi, Kakashi. You think at this point I still need to be your disciple? I spit on it!"

Kakashi's gaze became colder, but he continued to speak calmly, "Obito, your sister was quite pretty, but not to the point where I, Kakashi, would remember forever."

With a laugh, Obito mocked, "Then why did you call my sister's name in your sleep? Are you crazy?"

Kakashi's eyes flashed with anger, but that anger was immediately replaced with pity. "That was not your sister name. I am 48 this year. Eight years ago I was 40, your sister was only 15. Even though she was not bad looking, I, Kakashi, would never stoop that low."

Kakashi laughed dryly, "I did call Rin-Rin… not your Rin-Rin; Rin-Rin… Rin Nohara, that was my love, my wife. We have been separated for 20 years now. There's never been a moment when I don't think about her…"

Kakashi said coldly, "Actually, the reason I saved your family that year, was because her name and your sister's name sounded the same. Otherwise, Jiang Hu was full of the strong bullying the weak. I, Kakashi, was never interested in interfering in the affairs of others!"

Kakashi's words made Obito choke; he was speechless. In this moment, everything became clear. No wonder the master's voice became strange every time he mentioned that name. So… so… it was not his sister's name…

Suddenly, Obito felt very sorry. He went through many years untrusting and embracing hatred, but as it turned out, it was all a misunderstanding…

Kakashi took a deep breath and said casually, "The reason I am telling you everything is not for your sake! Let's just call this my farewell to you."

Kakashi's words seemed contradictory, but Naruto, who stood on the side, understood. This was Kakashi explaining to Naruto. He did not want his disciple to misunderstand him. Nor did want others to misunderstand the precious love in his heart, because of this, he needed someone to be a witness.

So many years have gone by, but nothing could sway the love that was in Kakashi's heart.

This time, Obito had awakened the Kakashi's deepest suffering!

Obito's countenance shifted, he cried out, "Master…. I was wrong… I was confused… I deserve to die… please, please forgive me."

"It's too late! In this life, there are some mistakes you should not make. And if you make them, then you will have to pay with your life." Kakashi shook his head coldly and slowly stretched out a hand. His gaze was calm and resolute. He ignored Obito's pleas for forgiveness; he was determined to eliminate any future problems.

Naruto's hands and eyes were agile, quicker than Kakashi. He palmed Obito in the chest. Only a pow was heard and the bones around Obito's chest shattered into pieces. His body jerked up, his eyes widened, and blood foamed from his ears, nose and mouth. In a few breaths, his body went limp and he stopped breathing.

"Ah?" Kakashi looked at Naruto, he immediately understood Naruto's intention and let out a sigh.

"Master, it was better for me to do it. He has bullied us for years, this was a chance for me to vent my anger." Naruto said calmly.

Kakashi took a looked thoughtfully at him and patted him on the shoulder. He wanted to say something to Naruto, but in the end, he just quietly walked out.

With Kakashi's personality, if he had to kill a disciple he raised for eight years by his own hand then he would be plagued by it forever. However, if it was by Naruto's hand, then, even though Obito still died in front of him, it was still not by his own hand and he would be less burdened.

Naruto's intentions, how could Kakashi not know?

Naruto sighed. He looked at Obito, unable to hold back his resentments, he said: "Dying so easily… that was too comfortable for you."

These words were not exaggerated. If Kakashi had not suddenly come in, then Naruto's tactics in combination with the hatred accumulated from two lifetimes would certainly have made Obito no longer want to live.

Looking back at Obito corpse with his eyes rolled back, after a long silence, conflicting emotions emerged in Naruto. He finally came to a realization: he, himself, have transformed the lives of others!

In the previous life, Obito would have lived for another four years. However, after no more than a month in this second life, he has died by Naruto's hands…

After a moment of silence, Naruto covered the body with a blanket and leisurely carried it outside. When everything was taken care of, Naruto discovered something surprising. During the course of this event, Rock Lee had prepared another the meal and had set it out on the table, still steaming hot.

Even more surprising was the fact that Kakashi, instead of disappearing, was quietly sitting at the table as if waiting for Naruto. Everything was just like any other day.

As Naruto entered, Rock Lee asked shakily, "That… eldest martial brother… ah, Obito…?"

"He died. I killed him."

Naruto said calmly then sat down. With a nod, Rock Lee kept his head down and suddenly losing his appetite. When he heard the things Obito said earlier, he thought death was not enough for him. However, he now still felt an inexplicable feeling of loss. Regardless of everything, they still lived together for many years. Plus, until today, Rock Lee did not discover Obito's true nature.

With a serious face, Kakashi picked up his chopsticks and said, "Let's eat." His gaze was calm as if the earlier event never occurred and Purple Bamboo Garden never had a disciple named Obito.

The three were quiet. The air around them was heavy with tension nearing breaking point.

Naruto did not add anything else. Kakashi did not need any consolation. Even though he did feel some regrets, it was not something he cannot get over in a couple of days. The only thing was, before dying, Obito spoke those words that renewed the pain deep inside Kakashi's heart. This pain will probably continue to torment him for a long time…

When Kakashi was done eating, he saw that Naruto was eating voraciously. He could not help but grinned and said, "Naruto, was this really the first time you killed someone? As I recalled, you have not even killed a chicken before."

Stupefied, Naruto answered, "Yes…!" At this moment, he realized that he was too calm after killing someone. In the eyes of an experience person like Kakashi this extraordinary reaction was questionable.

Whether it was a martial artist or an evil person with countless crimes, after killing for the first time, there should be a reaction of some sort. Yet Naruto has just killed a person for the first time, his eldest martial brother of eight years, and he could still eat well as if nothing has happened…!

How could this not unnerve others?

"Your mind is extremely fortified. It's as if you are a natural born killer."

Kakashi smiled as he talked. Suddenly he remember Hiruzen Sarutobi's proposal. He realized sending Naruto on that dangerous mission might not be so unreasonable.

This calmness was to the point of extreme. If he were sent on the mission, he would absolutely not reveal any flaws. Only, Kakashi was still worried about his disciple so his thoughts were conflicted.

This would be an opportunity or it could be a perilous path!

"Natural born killer…" Naruto laughed inwardly. He thought to himself: Even though it was my first time in this life, in my previous life, I have sent thousands of souls to rest. Can it really still be considered a cold-blooded reaction? My heart was dead a long time ago. Killing a man, strangely enough, was no different than killing a chicken…

"Even with death, Obito did not pay for all his sins. Disciple killed him was simply a matter doling out justice. There was no pressure or reservation; plus it was my pleasure." Naruto answered.

Kakashi looked at him and suddenly smiled. He simply said, "Very good!"