boyutpedia Chapter 214 One in a Hundred Probability?
Chapter 214 One in a Hundred Probability?
Chapter 214 A one percent probability?
Hiding in the shadows, Ichikishima-hime's jaw nearly dropped. She thought the little guy had given up, but she never expected that he hadn't been wasting time for the past three hours; he had been rapidly memorizing...
Under her incredulous gaze, Takita was using an absurdly fast method to precisely attach each piece of the fragment to the groove in the wall.
Splash...
The only sounds inside the cave were the clatter of stone fragments against the walls. Takita looked very focused and serious, as if he had no other thoughts on his mind.
"Here...and here..."
He muttered to himself as he quickly began embedding the parts. Occasionally, he would encounter one or two mismatches, but he could quickly identify the problem and resolve it immediately.
The grooves on the wall are getting fewer and fewer, as are the fragments underfoot.
The only thing rapidly increasing was Princess Ichikishima's shock and bewilderment.
"What...what did this kid eat to grow up like this? Why is his memory so good?"
She couldn't understand how humans, who were usually so stupid and greedy, could have accomplished this. There were a full 1,999 fragments in the cave; had he memorized their locations in just three hours?
How can this be?
Compared to Princess Ichikishima's shock and exasperation, Takita's forehead was already sweating...
The air was really getting thinner. His hands kept picking up and piecing things together, and soon even his fingertips were worn raw and bleeding, but he didn't stop at all.
"Faster..."
Takita's face looked rather grim, as if he were racing against time.
And that was indeed the case; he could indeed remember these locations, but this extraordinary memory for a short period of time was not lasting, and soon his memories of these places would begin to fade.
If there were no time limit, or if he had more time, he could have taken his time. But now... he could clearly feel the changes in his body.
Not only was the air supply decreasing, but his already limited chakra was also constantly being depleted.
Just as Princess Ichikishima had said, only six hours had passed, and he was already experiencing noticeable discomfort...
However, at least two-thirds of the fragments remain on the ground, and it will take at least six more hours to piece them all together.
He wasn't sure how long the memories he had just memorized would last.
Regardless, Takita didn't stop or rest. His hands were covered in blood, his fingertips were raw and mangled, and the fragments he had embedded were stained with crimson, making it look extremely eerie...
Princess Ichikishima has now completely given up on saying another word. For the first time, she felt that a human was so amazing. At least the other person had only lived for a little over ten years to grow to this age, while she herself had lived for hundreds or thousands of years.
In the past, eight out of ten of the trial participants died in the first stage, and those who made it to the second stage were all top-notch experts. But this little guy in front of me, in terms of strength... is too weak.
This made Princess Ichikishima sigh, but also made her even more interested in him.
At such a young age, and with no particular desires, one can tell from his pure eyes and pure soul that he is not a cunning, treacherous, or vicious person. So why did he come to Ryuchi Cave?
Her questions and curiosity grew stronger, but Takita in the cave was already exhausted, and his movements gradually slowed down...
"I underestimated this trial..."
Takita sat there, panting, his expression grave and filled with lingering fear.
"The trials in Ryuchi Cave are indeed not easy... I thought they wouldn't be difficult, but I was probably wrong."
With one-third of the fragments remaining on the ground, he was already finding it difficult to breathe, and he had lost a significant amount of chakra.
If he continues to lose time, he doesn't know if he can hold on until the remaining time is up, or if he can complete this trial.
He pulled a roll of bandage from his ninja tool pouch and casually wrapped it around his hand. Blood accidentally smeared onto the pouch, leaving a bright red stain.
If it hurt, it was excruciating. But there wasn't a trace of pain on Takita's face; at most, his brows were slightly furrowed...
It wasn't that he wasn't in pain, nor that he didn't care about his injury; rather, he simply didn't have the energy to feel the pain or the time to slowly bandage it.
"continue!"
Takita gritted his teeth, bent down again to pick up the pile of fragments on the ground, and began to embed them one by one into the grooves on the wall.
While he was working hard, deep within the cave, in a vast hall, a pure white giant serpent coiled itself atop a high throne in the center of the hall. As if sensing something, the serpent slowly opened its slightly narrowed eyes a crack...
"What an interesting little fellow... A member of the Feathered Robe Clan? Heh, bearing the name of Feathered Robe for so many years... Is this little clan about to rise again...?"
The white snake spoke in human language, flicked its tongue slightly, and then a mist slowly enveloped the giant snake. After a few seconds, the mist dissipated, and the giant snake transformed into an old woman wearing a long robe and with a hunched back.
The old woman squinted, her wrinkles crinkling together, giving her a smiling look.
She held a pipe in her hand, took a deep drag with her deeply wrinkled old mouth, and then exhaled a long white smoke.
"Immortal, do you also find this boy interesting?" Among the three goddesses of Ryuchi Cave, the one in charge of the final challenge, Tsuratsuhime, leaned against the throne and looked at the old woman with a docile expression, asking.
The old woman gently shook her head without replying, took another puff of her cigarette, and gave a meaningful look.
"Which old man from Mount Myōboku thinks he can look down on us just because he trained Hagoromo Otsutsuki? So many years have passed, hehehe... And this little brat named Hagoromo has come to our Ryūchi Cave..."
The old woman, White Snake, spoke without any emotion, yet her words revealed a wealth of information. Upon hearing this, Tuanjin Princess was immediately startled.
You know, that little guy is still struggling even in the second stage, and it's not even certain if he can pass. The meaning behind the White Snake Immortal's words just now... wasn't it a hidden, extremely high evaluation?
"Immortal, since you think so highly of him, why not just bring him here to teach him immortal arts? Presumably, his purpose in coming here is also for immortal arts..." Tuanjin-hime asked subconsciously.
She could also tell that the little guy from the Feathered Clan had an unusual physique, and even vaguely resembled someone from that era. The spiritual energy flowing within him, which connected with the natural energy of heaven and earth, was at least dozens of times stronger than that of an ordinary person.
If the probability of an ordinary person learning immortal techniques is 0.1%, then the probability of this little guy from the Feathered Clan learning immortal techniques is probably far more than one percent.
Maybe it will go even higher?
The White Snake Immortal leaned gently against the throne at the top of the hall and closed his eyes once more.
She didn't explain anything, but waited expectantly for the little one to come to her.
One percent chance of learning Sage Mode? The White Snake Sage doesn't think so. How many years has she lived? Even longer than that old toad of Mount Myōboku. She doesn't need to leave Ryūchi Cave to know everything about the ninja world. Her insight is naturally unmatched by ordinary people.
One percent? That's a gross underestimation of the White Snake Immortal's vision...
Perhaps Ryuchi Cave can finally turn the tables? Anyway, that giant slug in Shikkotsu Forest is just for show, doing nothing. Wouldn't it be more interesting to make those disgusting, stinky toads on Mount Myōboku nervous?