"Great, that settles it!"
With a decision made, Qingming began to deal with the captives.
Of course, he wasn't planning to kill them all outright.
That would be a significant waste.
Qingming wasn't one to squander resources like that.
Before putting them to death, he intended to extract their mental and physical energy one last time, maximizing their residual value.
For this, he spent over two hours.
It wasn't that the captives were far apart, but rather that his body had a limited capacity for chakra, preventing him from extracting too much at once.
To avoid waste, Qingming had to pause intermittently, using the 'Mind Reflection Technique' to consume excess chakra.
That's why it took him a full two hours.
At this point, the Cloud Shinobi had already retreated.
As Qingming had anticipated, they didn't initially let the Third Raikage hold the rear.
Instead, they organized part of their forces to restrain the Rock Shinobi on the final line of defense while the rest swiftly retreated under the Third Raikage's command.
When Qingming arrived on the battlefield, the fighting was already winding down, with the Cloud Shinobi left to cover the retreat suffering heavy casualties.
Consequently, only a small number of Rock Shinobi remained.
Looking northwest, Qingming noted that most had gone to pursue the main Cloud Shinobi forces.
However, he wasn't in a rush to chase after them. He had shadow clones keeping an eye on that situation, and they would notify him when it was time to move.
Instead, Qingming noticed an opportunity with the injured Rock Shinobi being transported to the rear.
If he could blend in with the Rock Village's medical team, these injured soldiers would serve as ready-made "chakra batteries."
Moreover, he could even take the opportunity to improve his 'Healing Technique' proficiency, laying a solid foundation for learning more advanced medical ninjutsu in the future.
It was a win-win situation that Qingming couldn't resist.
After much contemplation, he decided to give it a shot.
With this thought, Qingming concealed his presence and made his way toward the rear of the battlefield, where the Rock Village medical ninjas were concentrated.
Perhaps due to their recent victory, the Rock Shinobi's defenses here were somewhat lax, and Qingming managed to slip in with relative ease.
Following a medical ninja into a tent, Qingming suddenly spoke up, "Hey!"
The medical ninja, Mori Muishi, was startled by the sudden voice, instantly turning and leaping back, drawing a kunai while looking at Qingming.
However, all he saw were blood-red eyes.
Almost immediately, he fell into a genjutsu.
As his consciousness faded, Mori Muishi struggled to utter three words: "Sharingan..."
"Ha ha, this Sharingan truly has a notorious reputation!"
Upon hearing Mori Muishi's last words, Qingming wasn't sure if he should be mocking or pleased, so he uttered this line.
Thinking back to another timeline...
Over a decade later, when the Uchiha clan was annihilated, how many in the younger generation of the ninja world would still remember the Sharingan's fearsome name?
And how much deterrent power would Konoha lose because of this?
Shaking his head, Qingming decided not to dwell on it any further.
He instead began guiding Mori Muishi's thoughts to recall basic information such as names, missions, and personnel distribution within the camp.
Through this information, Qingming quickly gained a comprehensive understanding of this temporary encampment, ensuring he wouldn't slip up when he left.
With that, Qingming no longer lingered, knocked Mori Muishi unconscious, drained his chakra, and used the 'Transformation Technique' to take on his appearance.
Just as Qingming was about to leave, he paused, then returned to Mori Muishi's side. With his hand shaped like a blade, he swiftly struck at the ninja's throat.
"Crack!"
The crisp sound of shattering bones echoed, and Mori Muishi struggled to breathe, his face turning red. After a brief struggle, he regained consciousness.
However, waiting for him was another round of hypnosis.
Mori Muishi involuntarily closed his eyes, and in his sleep, he completely lost all signs of life.
Looking at the corpse, Qingming focused his thoughts, and a high-density chakra sphere slowly formed in his palm.
Yes, it was the 'Rasengan'!
Qingming pressed the 'Rasengan' to the ground, and as the chakra sphere made contact, it silently 'dug' a large hole as effortlessly as a hot knife through butter.
He tossed Mori Muishi's body into the hole and filled it back in with dirt and stones, performing an extremely unprofessional method of corpse disposal.
There was no other choice; he hadn't learned any specific techniques for handling bodies, so he could only make do and hastily cover it up.
After all, this was better than leaving the body lying around, right?
Muttering to himself, Qingming left without further delay and stepped out of the tent.
Using Mori Muishi's memory, he quickly found the area where the injured were being treated, avoiding any Rock Shinobi who might recognize him. He headed straight toward a tent.
As soon as he entered, a strong smell of blood assaulted his senses.
Looking up, he saw several Rock Chunin lying on makeshift beds, occasionally groaning in pain.
Their bandaged wounds were seeping blood, indicating that they had suffered serious injuries.
"Doctor!"
Seeing Qingming approach, the injured Rock Shinobi appeared quite excited.
Unlike Konoha, the medical ninjas in Rock Village were quite limited.
Most were back in the village, and even those who had come out were primarily following the main forces, leaving very few here.
Naturally, they were thrilled to see a medical ninja so quickly.
However, observing their condition, Qingming coldly stated, "Don't move around; I'll attend to you one by one."
With that, he ignored their reactions and walked directly toward the nearest Rock Shinobi.
"I'm in trouble!"
The injured Rock Shinobi grimaced against his pain as he politely addressed Qingming.
"Hmm."
Qingming nodded slightly, asking the injured man about his condition. He then began to unwrap the bandage around his waist, revealing a wound nearly an inch deep.
Confirming it was indeed an external injury, Qingming let out a quiet sigh of relief.
After all, with his current half-baked skills, he could only heal external wounds.
Fortunately, the Cloud Shinobi were not skilled in poison; otherwise, he would have been in a tough spot.
Quickly cleaning the wound, Qingming began to perform the 'Healing Technique,' accelerating the cell division at the site of the injury.
A few minutes later, Qingming withdrew his hand and announced, "All done."
Hearing this, the injured Rock Shinobi looked down to see that the wound had healed, though the surrounding skin still appeared somewhat abnormal.
Additionally, there was a slight pain remaining.
Before he could ask, Qingming added, "Your wound is only in the initial stages of healing; you'll need to rest for several days and avoid strenuous activity during this time."
"Thank you! Thank you!"
The Rock Shinobi repeatedly expressed his gratitude.
"Hmm."
Qingming replied simply before intending to move to the next person.
But at that moment, he suddenly paused, turning his head to look at the injured Rock Shinobi, seemingly wanting to say something, but after several attempts to speak, he held back his words.
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