Sharingan Evolution: Proficiency's Path

Five days later, in the afternoon...

After Qingming cast the "Shadow Clone Technique" once again, a sudden clarity arose in his mind.

Instantly, he knew that his "Shadow Clone Technique" had leveled up.

He opened the panel to take a glance, and sure enough, the proficiency for the "Shadow Clone Technique" had changed from Lv0 (99/100) to Lv1 (1/200).

After sensing it for a moment, Qingming cast the "Shadow Clone Technique" once more.

Poof~

A cloud of chakra smoke dispersed.

A figure identical to him appeared right before his eyes.

If, at Lv0, the shadow clones he created were unstable and short-lived, then at Lv1, all those drawbacks were gone.

Qingming could clearly sense that the shadow clone in front of him could last for a long time and had decent durability. Its stability was quite satisfactory.

Looking into the Sharingan eyes of his clone, Qingming asked, "Can you use your Sharingan?"

The shadow clone took a moment to sense it, glanced around, and finally nodded, "I can, but it consumes more chakra than it does for the main body."

"Is that so..."

Musing for a moment, Qingming drew his short sword, "Alright, let's spar."

"Sure!"

The shadow clone responded, drawing its own short sword from its waist.

In the next instant, both moved in sync. The two blades clashed, producing a crisp metallic sound.

Not only that, Qingming even saw sparks flicker between the blades as they collided.

No wonder the Sharingan and Byakugan struggle to distinguish between real and fake. If even weapons appear this genuine, how could they tell with a technique so intricate—where the essence lies in the person themselves?

After a brief stalemate, both shifted positions and began fully executing their sword techniques.

The continuous clang of metal echoed as the two short swords collided. Qingming and his shadow clone refrained from using ninjutsu or genjutsu, focusing solely on swordsmanship.

At first, the shadow clone held its own against him, but as the battle continued, Qingming gradually gained the upper hand.

It wasn't that the shadow clone's swordsmanship was inferior to his, but as the fight progressed, Qingming's "Swordsmanship" proficiency kept increasing.

Though the shadow clone also improved, it wasn't at the same pace.

As a result, Qingming naturally began to dominate the fight.

This proved that the proficiency panel was likely bound to his soul. Otherwise, the shadow clone's "Swordsmanship" proficiency should have also increased accordingly.

This meant that using shadow clones to grind proficiency wasn't as effective as it might seem.

However, there was no need to worry about that for now.

At present, Qingming's issue was a lack of chakra, not time. There was no need to use shadow clones to grind proficiency.

Unless one day he captures a tailed beast and upgrades his "Chakra Absorption Technique" to a level capable of extracting chakra from such a beast, chakra will always be his priority over time.

These thoughts flashed through Qingming's mind as he refocused on dealing with the shadow clone in front of him.

Yet, even when the clone eventually dissipated, Qingming still hadn't completely defeated it.

This showed that in close combat, the shadow clone wasn't much weaker than him. Its only real flaw was its limited durability.

Of course, there was also the issue of chakra consumption, which far exceeded that of the original.

Since shadow clones are essentially solid constructs made of chakra, every move they make consumes chakra. Especially in combat, the drain is significant.

This explained why so few people use the technique for direct combat—it's simply not worth it.

Fortunately, Qingming didn't intend to use this technique in battle.

He was practicing it solely to maintain appearances.

Over the past few days, to avoid wasting the chakra battery that Chiya represented, he had to travel back and forth between the cave and the main camp every day.

Wasting time was one thing, but it also made him more noticeable.

Now that he had the "Shadow Clone Technique," he could leave a clone at the main camp while he stayed in the cave.

This way, he could reduce the number of trips and avoid attracting too much attention.

Additionally, if something happened at the main camp, the shadow clone could quickly relay the information by dispelling the technique.

With that thought, Qingming felt it might be time to capture more prisoners.

As these thoughts crossed his mind, Qingming quickly packed up his things and cast the "Shadow Clone Technique" once more.

Looking at the new clone, Qingming instructed, "You stay here from now on. Notify me immediately if anything happens."

"OK!"

The shadow clone gave him an OK gesture.

Seeing this, Qingming chuckled, then quietly left the main camp.

Of course, he wasn't going to capture more prisoners just yet. That would have to wait until his next mission. For now, he was heading back to the cave.

He hadn't harvested today's chakra yet, and he needed to get there soon.

Moving quickly, Qingming finally arrived at his destination near dusk.

After carefully checking his surroundings and finding nothing unusual, Qingming cautiously erased his tracks and slipped into the underground cave.

Within a few breaths, he reached the depths of the cave and came face-to-face with Chiya once more.

Unlike a few days ago, Chiya had become much quieter. He no longer played any tricks when he saw Qingming, though the hatred in his eyes was still clear.

Looking at him, Qingming said, "You know the drill. Don't resist."

With that, he formed a series of hand seals and activated the "Chakra Absorption Technique."

A sphere of chakra enveloped Qingming's right hand as he stepped forward and pressed it against Chiya's head.

In the next moment, chakra flowed steadily from Chiya's body, entering Qingming through his hand.

After about 20 seconds, Qingming withdrew his hand.

Glancing at the panel, he saw that his chakra had increased by around 3,000 points.

Satisfied, Qingming nodded and took out three food pills, shoving them into Chiya's mouth.

Without a word, Chiya crunched down on them, his expression one of pure hatred—as if he wished he could devour Qingming instead.

Qingming paid it no mind. As long as Chiya continued providing chakra, what he thought was irrelevant.

At the same time, Qingming was grateful that Chiya hadn't been spoiled by his clan. Despite his somewhat erratic personality, Chiya wasn't someone who gave up easily.

If he had been, Qingming wouldn't be able to keep exploiting him for chakra.

Of course, Qingming understood that Chiya continued refining chakra partly to pass the time and partly to wait for an opportunity.

Unfortunately, that opportunity was unlikely to come.

If Qingming hadn't learned the "Shadow Clone Technique," Chiya might have had a chance to escape.

But now, with Qingming personally guarding him, escape was impossible.

However, Qingming couldn't completely dash Chiya's hopes. If Chiya lost all motivation and stopped refining chakra, Qingming would be the one to suffer.

With this thought, Qingming, as usual, left the cave.

This time, however, he didn't return to the main camp. Instead, he found a spot within the cave where he could quietly practice the "Reflecting Heart Technique."

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