Entering the training ground with Choji, Hikaru Akimichi swallowed another energy pill.

This was already the tenth pill he had eaten today, more than he usually consumed in three days.

He didn’t know what it was like for others when their bloodline awakened, but for him, there was always a certain price to pay, which made him feel more at ease.

However, perhaps because it was an aftereffect, the cost wasn’t that high—just a few energy pills, which he could still afford.

In the ninja world, bloodlines are a strange thing.

But the Uzumaki clan clearly doesn’t have a distinctive bloodline like the Uchiha, Hyuga, or even Kaguya clans. It’s more inclined toward physical fitness and can’t even be considered a bloodline limit.

Though they are somewhat similar to the Senju clan, their unique abilities differ from those of the Senju. Excluding the outlier Senju Hashirama, it’s hard to say which clan has the greater advantage.

Therefore, Hikaru Akimichi couldn’t judge the specific situation and could only figure it out on his own.

Fortunately, although he couldn’t explain it clearly, it didn’t prevent him from sensing certain things. These abilities seemed to have become instinctual, and it just took some time to explore before he could use them.

He definitely wouldn’t try Kagura’s Mind’s Eye for the time being, as he could easily be targeted if he couldn’t control it well, especially since he wasn’t skilled in it yet. But it wouldn’t affect other things.

Without any research, Hikaru Akimichi knew his vitality had significantly improved. He now felt refreshed and energetic. This couldn’t be faked, but it couldn’t be measured yet.

So he tried to extract chakra and found that the upper limit of chakra had increased again, by about one-third.

Hikaru Akimichi couldn’t help but lick his lips. This was an extraordinarily exaggerated growth.

If we compare him with Naruto, a non-pure-blood Uzumaki of the same age, his current chakra level is almost on par with Naruto’s.

It could be said that if we’re only talking about the increase and growth of chakra from the Uzumaki bloodline, Naruto can’t compare to him. But Naruto has been carrying a “charging pack” with him since birth. His bloodline is impure, so he uses external tools to make up for it.

Naruto can use the Eight Trigrams Seal to convert the Nine-Tails’ chakra for his own use. It’s hard to say who will have more chakra by the time they’re about seventeen or eighteen years old, once the seal is lifted.

After all, there is an upper limit to physical fitness, but whether you can fight against a tailed beast depends on how strong you are. Hikaru Akimichi isn’t sure whether the upper limit of his Uzumaki bloodline, which he activated himself, is closer to his distant relative, Hashirama Senju, or his close relative, Nagato.

Either way, he feels it will be enough for now.

While the amount of chakra alone doesn’t mean much, it’s definitely one of the metrics for measuring strength. This means that if his current trend of growth continues, Hikaru Akimichi won’t have to worry about chakra consumption in regular battles.

It’s true he doesn’t have a tailed beast in his body, but at least he’s like Hoshigaki Kisame. Even without Samehade, Kisame never lacks chakra, so he could be considered a very good reference.

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Then, he looked at his arm.

His arms were pale and tender, fitting his age. Despite his habit of cooking and the intense exercise in the past month, there were no visible muscle lines.

He had an urge to bite himself, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it. He also couldn’t cut his hand for now.

So, he turned his head to look at his brother, who was training hard in the training ground.

“Choji, help me.”

Shikamaru stopped practicing in surprise and walked over to the sidelines.

“What’s wrong?”

“Are you tired?”

“Kind of.”

“Then bite me.”

The brief conversation made the fat boy’s brain freeze. He looked at his younger brother in confusion, not understanding when his younger brother had developed such a quirk.

He paused briefly, shook his head quickly, and looked at Hikaru Akimichi with concern.

“Hikaru, are you… um, feeling uncomfortable again?”

He even euphemistically changed the word.

“I just want to test my ability and condition.”

Hikaru Akimichi almost couldn’t breathe but understood. If it weren’t for his special situation, Choji wouldn’t have known about this rare healing ability, even within the Uzumaki clan.

And it wasn’t like a normal person to hastily propose such a condition.

“So, I really bite it?”

Choji hesitated for a moment but then glanced at Hikaru Akimichi’s extended arm.

“Well, it’s better to scratch the skin and suck some blood. I don’t mind if you’re gentle.”

Hikaru Akimichi still chose the most primitive method. He wasn’t sure whether just bloodletting would work, so he decided to confirm it himself, as this would affect the preventive measures he might need to take.

“Okay, then I really bite it.”

Without further hesitation, Choji took action and bit into the arm as soon as he finished speaking.

Hikaru Akimichi felt pain in his arm and a strange sensation in his body while observing his brother's reaction.

Choji still felt sorry for his younger brother. His teeth barely pierced the skin, and a little blood oozed out, but he quickly opened his mouth. He was shocked to find that the physical strength and chakra he had consumed due to training were recovering rapidly.

“This? Hikaru…”

Choji was slightly incoherent, looking up at his brother who was frowning.

“It’s okay. Just taste the blood again and tell me the effect.”

To avoid bothering them both with the same task, Hikaru Akimichi squeezed out more blood and held it up to Choji’s mouth.

Choji moved his lips but still swallowed the blood as instructed, closing his eyes to feel the effect.

After a while, he opened his eyes and quickly spoke.

“It doesn’t recover as fast as when I bite you directly. It’s probably only one-fifth as effective as before.”

“Hikaru, is this a bloodline limit?”

Choji’s face looked rosier as he regained his energy, but his brows were furrowed.

He might look silly, but he wasn’t stupid.

“No, it’s just a physical condition.”

At this point, Hikaru Akimichi had calmed down. He even tasted the remaining blood himself. As Choji had said, the recovery effect was weak with just blood, and he had to chew it to make it work.

Moreover, this wasn’t something he could control. This strange ability, similar to Xiang Lin’s, was passive. If he were in a world of immortal cultivation, he’d probably be considered a top-tier furnace or elixir.

“Can you hide it completely? Your blood has a strange fragrance, unless you never get hurt.”

Choji paced slightly irritated. He had always thought his brother’s luck was bad, and now this special physique felt like a hidden danger.

The stories he’d heard since childhood were that if you didn’t obey, the people from Kumogakure would capture you. If they found out about Hikaru, he’d be in danger.

“As long as I get stronger fast enough, there won’t be a problem. Besides, I can heal myself quickly.”

Hikaru Akimichi raised his arm for Choji to check. The bleeding had stopped, and the bite marks were faint.

He had never tested this ability before, but now, his recovery speed was incredible. The strange fragrance of his blood made him feel like “Brother, you smell so good,” but he didn’t expect that he himself was the source.

Not only that, he could feel something stirring within his body, unable to break free due to a lack of opportunity.

Hikaru Akimichi suspected this was the so-called Vajra Seal. However, he was stuck since he didn’t understand any sealing techniques.

Of course, maybe extreme emotions would help, but he didn’t seem to be able to trigger it that way.

He’d wait for his father to return and try some basic sealing techniques first. He had a feeling the Vajra Seal didn’t require advanced skills—just mastering the most basic sealing technique might unlock it.

Also, he’d only test his perception ability again when Choza Akimichi was present.

He liked his current life and didn’t want to disrupt the peace.