Sharingan Evolution: Proficiency's Path

The next day, in the early morning, Qingming set off on the road back to the village with a group of lower-ranked ninjas, escorted by a squad of jōnin and a squad of chūnin.

Along the way, he noticed several people glancing at him. It wasn't surprising; he had his Sharingan activated the entire time, making it hard not to attract attention. However, Qingming paid no mind to their stares. With his Sharingan revealed, he had lost his trump card, and in this situation, he needed to focus on improving his strength. If he didn't use the travel time to increase his Sharingan's progress, it would be a waste.

As for the gazes of others, he couldn't care less. Thus, Qingming maintained a calm demeanor, which gave the impression that he was deliberately showing off his Sharingan. Nevertheless, everyone present was a veteran from the battlefield, so no one confronted him, though he wouldn't have minded if they did.

Time passed quietly over the next two days.

That night, after completing a session of practicing "Illusion Technique: Sharingan," a flash of insight struck him. He realized that his "Illusion Technique: Sharingan" had leveled up.

When he opened his panel to check, it confirmed that the skill had advanced from lv1 (191/200) to lv2 (1/500). Qingming tried using the technique and found that his hand sign completion speed had increased by about 20%, and the effectiveness had slightly improved.

Though the enhancement was minor, any progress was still welcome.

He calmed himself and continued his training for the night.

Hours later, as deep night set in, Qingming finally finished his training plan for the day and collapsed into bed. However, he didn't sleep deeply.

In wartime, one could never be too cautious; who knew if enemy ninjas would come to ambush them? Thus, he remained somewhat vigilant, a habit he had developed over time. While this method might compromise his rest, he had grown accustomed to it and wouldn't let it affect his state in the short term.

The night passed uneventfully.

As dawn broke the following day, the group had a light breakfast before continuing their journey.

This routine continued for five days until they returned to Konoha Village, during which Qingming's Sharingan evolution level had risen to (872/1000), and the proficiency of his "Illusion Technique: Restraint" had increased to lv2 (442/500).

To his relief, the ambush he had worried about never occurred.

After bidding farewell to the lead jōnin, Qingming returned home.

His house had been unoccupied for months, and the interior was covered in dust. He took some time to clean the place thoroughly before finally allowing himself to rest.

This time, it was truly rest.

Months of life on the battlefield had left him physically and mentally drained. In that environment, a good night's sleep was nearly impossible; even in the base camp, he had to stay vigilant against surprise attacks. It had been terrible!

Now that he had finally returned to the relatively safe village, Qingming decided against diving immediately into training. Instead, he wanted to sleep well and alleviate the exhaustion that had accumulated in his mind and body.

And he slept for a whole day.

When he finally awoke, he felt immensely refreshed; all the fatigue he had been carrying vanished, leaving him revitalized.

"Ah~ this feels great!" Qingming stretched his limbs and sighed contentedly.

Just then, a low growl echoed from his stomach. He rubbed his belly, grabbed his wallet, and stepped out of the house.

Once on the street, he quickly noticed that the village seemed considerably more desolate than before; the faces of pedestrians were marked with worry.

He recalled the last time the chūnin exam occurred six months ago when new stores were opening. Now, most shopfronts displayed "For Sale" signs, and the few shops still open appeared lifeless, with hardly any customers.

It made sense; although ordinary citizens constituted the majority, it was the ninjas who represented the higher-income group. In the past, their presence stimulated local consumption.

With many of them off to war, the shops were bound to see a decline in business. Furthermore, the turmoil in the ninja world had dramatically increased transportation costs, causing prices in Konoha Village to skyrocket. It was no wonder things had turned bleak.

Shaking his head at these thoughts, Qingming quickened his pace toward a familiar destination.

In the distance, he spotted a ramen shop.

Yes, it was Ichiraku Ramen.

As he approached, the chef, donned in a white apron, greeted him enthusiastically. "What can I get for you today, guest?"

"One bowl of miso chashu ramen," Qingming replied directly, opting for the most extravagant option on the menu.

"Coming right up! Please wait a moment!" The chef replied cheerfully and began preparing the ramen.

In no time, a beautifully presented bowl of ramen was served.

Gulp!

After months of eating nothing but dried rations and simple meals, Qingming couldn't help but swallow hard at the sight of the ramen.

Noticing his eager expression, the chef smiled and said, "Enjoy your meal!"

At that moment, Qingming could no longer hold back. He grabbed a pair of chopsticks and began devouring the ramen hungrily.

In under two minutes, he polished off an entire bowl.

Rubbing his stomach, still feeling unsatisfied, he decided to order another.

Soon, another bowl of miso chashu ramen was placed before him.

Qingming devoured that in a flash too, but it still didn't feel like enough, so he ordered another bowl.

This time, he opted for tonkotsu ramen instead.

In this way, Qingming feasted on ten bowls of ramen, creating a small mountain of empty bowls on the table before finally stopping.

Burp!

He let out a satisfied belch and patted his stomach. "How much do I owe you, boss?"

"Thank you for your patronage, that will be 875 ryo," the chef replied.

Qingming did a quick mental calculation and realized the price hadn't increased at all. He said nothing, simply pulled out his wallet and counted out the exact amount before handing it over.

As the chef accepted the payment, his eyes sparkled with joy.

After leaving the ramen shop amidst the chef's warm send-off, Qingming didn't head straight home. Instead, he made his way to the Hokage Building.

Because the team leader had fallen in battle, he needed to personally collect the application form to participate in the chūnin exam.

There were no obstacles, and he smoothly obtained the application, signing his name before returning it.

Now, he just had to wait for the exam ten days later.

During these ten days, Qingming had no intention of sitting idle.

First, he aimed to upgrade his "Illusion Technique: Restraint," which was on the verge of leveling up. He planned to grind it to lv3 before the exam.

It wasn't to deal with the other exam participants; it was simply a personal goal to keep himself from slacking off.

Additionally, he intended to dedicate time to his "Uchiha Style Swordsmanship."

He hadn't practiced it much while traveling, but now that he had a few days, he could focus on it and perhaps elevate it to lv4 before the exam.

Qingming had a nagging feeling that once he perfected both "Konoha Style Swordsmanship" and "Uchiha Style Swordsmanship," he would be able to fuse them to create a more powerful sword technique suited to him.

At that time, he might even develop a few ultimate moves akin to "Three Moon Dance."

With such thoughts in mind, Qingming returned home and began his training.

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