Reborn in Konoha; I Think I’m Cultivating Immortality

Hegiri was a powerful samurai from the Land of Iron, who possessed strength comparable to the Land of Iron's General. Among shinobi, his power was equivalent to that of an average Kage.

In the Land of Iron, such a figure was essentially a tyrant, running rampant, unchecked.

No one dared provoke him, nor did anyone wish to. This was because he was a man devoid of principles, willing to do anything to achieve his goals.

Moreover, Hegiri wasn't a lone wolf, he commanded a group of subordinates. To deal with him, one had to kill him outright in a single strike; merely defeating him would invite endless revenge.

Once, a powerful samurai in the Land of Iron attempted to eliminate him as a public menace.

While he succeeded in defeating Hegiri, he failed to kill him. A month later, all of the samurai's close friends and family were dead.

That samurai himself was lured into a trap carefully designed by Hegiri and killed.

Since then, no one dared to touch Hegiri.

Thus, when materials that should have been in Hegiri's possession appeared before the shopkeeper, he was utterly terrified. His face turned ashen with fear.

"Doomed… I'm doomed!"

He repeated the words like a mantra, his eyes lifeless as he collapsed to the floor.

Seeing this, Hui calmly reassured him, "Don't worry, nothing will happen to you. Hegiri and his sixty-eight subordinates won't come after you. At this moment, they are all in the Pure Land."

The calm statement left the shopkeeper stunned. His pupils contracted as he staggered to his feet, trembling, "R-really?!"

"Indeed," Hui replied. If he acted, he left no loose ends.

Hegiri deserved death, as did his sixty-eight subordinates.

Since they all deserved to die, Hui ensured it. It was merely a matter of swinging his blade a few more times and spending a little extra time.

The shopkeeper, still shaken, found it hard to believe. It was simply too astonishing. Hui frowned slightly at the sight.

The shopkeeper's current state would undoubtedly affect his ability to forge a weapon. If the creation of a divine weapon failed due to this, Hui would be bitterly disappointed.

"Why don't you tell me about your forging history, shopkeeper? We'll start forging the weapon at noon."

Hui spoke casually. By then, news of Hegiri's demise would surely spread.

The shopkeeper, influenced by Hui's confidence and composure, managed to steady his nerves despite lingering fear. 

He realized that if Hegiri weren't dead, escape wouldn't be an option anyway. He decided to trust this young man just once.

"Alright, let me tell you about my clan's story," the shopkeeper said.

He calmed himself, brewed two cups of tea, and began recounting his family's history to Hui.

Around noon, a voice began spreading across the Land of Iron:

"Good news! Hegiri's group has been wiped out by a mysterious figure! Hegiri is dead!"

The news gradually reached more people. When it was confirmed, there was a widespread celebration.

When the shopkeeper heard the news, he leaped from his seat, staring at Hui in disbelief.

Hui merely smiled in response.

After a long pause, the shopkeeper spoke earnestly, "I will forge you a divine weapon, even if it costs my life!"

"Then, I'll leave it in your hands," Hui replied.

Hui requested the shopkeeper to forge a double-edged sword, the kind that would be unforgettable upon sight.

The design was somewhat like of the sword Orochimaru wielded during the Konoha Crush, but the blade was longer, and the hilt bore cloud patterns instead of a snakehead motif.

Hui's requirements for the sword were simple yet very high. He didn't want any flashy feature, just unparalleled sharpness and durability, along with the ability to channel energy through it.

The shopkeeper dedicated himself wholeheartedly to the task. Setting aside all other work, he poured every ounce of his energy into forging the sword. 

His enthusiasm was even palpable. Creating a divine weapon was the dream of his entire clan.

For generations, his family had prepared for this moment, investing countless time and effort. Yet, due to the lack of suitable materials, their dream had always remained unattainable.

The shopkeeper had thought it might be his son's generation before they could even attempt such a feat. But now, thanks to Hui's actions, he finally had the opportunity!

…

Half a month passed in preparation. Then, the forging began in earnest.

The shopkeeper personally led the process, assisted by his most trusted relative, in a secluded location.

A month later, a light hum resonated from the forge. The divine weapon was complete!

"It's everything I hoped for!"

The shopkeeper, now visibly thinner with bloodshot eyes but radiating exhilaration, held the divine sword in his hands. 

He approached Hui and, with near-reverence, presented it to him.

Hui gazed at the sword and immediately sensed its extraordinary nature.

"You've worked hard," Hui said sincerely, accepting the sword.

The moment the divine sword touched his hands, Hui felt an indescribable sensation. His fingers gently traced the blade, his eyes closed in sheer enjoyment.

When Hui swung the sword lightly, a sharp blade of air shot forth. 

This wasn't due to any chakra infusion, rather, it was a proof to the sword's unmatched sharpness and Hui's incredible speed.

Watching this, Hui couldn't help but marvel.

"This sword is truly worthy of being called a divine weapon!"

As he held the sword, Hui felt an unparalleled connection to it. 

He decided that this moment, their first meeting, deserved authenticity. Reverting to his true appearance, he spoke solemnly to the sword.

"Your future is boundless. You will become a divine blade known throughout the world. Your name will be sung by countless beings. Today, I shall grant you your name."

After careful thought, Hui declared, "Your name is Zhi Yi."

"'Zhi Yi' signifies the ultimate pinnacle, the absolute. One represents the beginning of all possibilities.

This name embodies my expectations for you. Among the myriad worlds and infinite divine weapons, you shall reign supreme!"

As Hui finished speaking, the sword emitted a soft hum, as if acknowledging its new name.

The sight left the shopkeeper trembling with emotion. At that moment, he felt his life's purpose fulfilled.

Creating such a divine weapon was his greatest honor. 

Although the shopkeeper had only seen Hui's portriats, he immediately recognised Hui as soon as he reverted to his original apperence. Such was the prestige Hui held in the ninja world.

That this sword now had a master as powerful as Hui—known across the shinobi world as the Demi-God, perhaps now, even the God of Shinobi—was the ultimate blessing for the sword.

The shopkeeper was convinced: Zhi Yi would one day surpass the Kusanagi Sword and become the strongest divine weapon in the world!

[tl/n: the name of the sword in this context translate to, the ultimate one sword, the supreme one or the only one. But since those felt a bit generic, I went with the original characters. Have a great day/night!

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