He was in Konoha, and his domineering aura was overflowing.

The ninjas of Kumogakure are closer to gangsters than those of the ninja villages, and their emphasis on comrades is no less than that of the Will of Fire of Konoha.

But their comrade has already sacrificed himself, and carrying on his will, they must not give up.

"We originally wanted to join forces with those Onmyoji, but who knew they'd be so useless." The Dark Division member looked at him with disdain.

The thought that these people being eliminated by the ninjas was indeed a choice of the times; they were not even good at killing, so what else could they do?

The single-kill plan was finalized in just a few words.

They were all seasoned veterans, each seeking to fill a void. The more experienced they were, the more disadvantageous it would be if the time dragged on.

With the general direction set, they began discussing the specific arrangements.

……

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

Hinata Mizuki held a piece of pastry in her hand, looking at Isogen with her ear tilted to the side, nodding repeatedly with a puzzled look in her eyes. She licked her fingers, which were covered with crumbs, and gently tapped Isogen's neck.

Knowing that Isogen was very familiar with her, she knew that this was a signal that he was going to play a trick on her.

But Kushina didn't know that.

She didn't go out with Wuzhixian very often.

It's not that I don't want to, it's just that I can't leave.

Not studying medicine is like looking at the moon in a well; studying medicine is like the universe exploding!

Proper medical skills are not simply about learning a couple of basic medical ninjutsu techniques. In order to cure Fifty Strings' brain, she spent all her time immersed in medical books, and her brain was almost filled with knowledge. Fortunately, she occasionally had some eccentric patients to practice on.

"Listening to what those people want to do to me."

"You can hear that? And who would dare to target you now?" Kushina was greatly surprised.

"They're all acquaintances."

Indeed, during his time wandering around the Land of Fire, Isogen frequently encountered ninjas from other villages. Under normal circumstances, when ninjas cross borders to carry out commissioned missions, as long as it does not involve national affairs, the ninjas of their home country generally do not interfere.

However, it's clear that those people's information needs to be updated.

As time went by, the information that was once invisible gradually became known to outsiders. Many people knew that he had a super wide-range reconnaissance ninjutsu, but their thinking was still stuck at that level.

However, as time went on, the Yin and Yang attributes increased, and the Fifty Strings were able to 'listen' to the voices of those being monitored within the range of the wind's invisible 'listening'.

The underlying logic is that the wind detects even the slightest movement and transmits it to the brain, which then processes it in a very short time.

Ordinary people who practice this technique can only monitor their surroundings at most, and the number of people cannot be too large.

However, as the developer and promoter, the outstanding yang attribute of the Fifty Strings is a visible improvement in physical quality, giving them the right to be willful.

Seeing Isogen's attitude, Kushina felt at ease.

'That wicked guy never suffers a loss.'

"Should we send some of these treasures to the daimyo?"

“From a geopolitical perspective, it’s worth sending.”

"And from your perspective?"

“That ungrateful wretch dares to doubt my decision. You guys, go to his warehouse and take some more out.”

Isogen pointed at the few people who were working the hardest and gave them orders, which was terrifyingly natural.

Suddenly, Isogen remembered something and reminded him, "Right, bring more storage scrolls, otherwise we won't have enough room."

Sarutobi Shikato and the others patted their chests vigorously: "Don't worry, boss, we guarantee we'll complete the mission!"

Seeing Sarutobi Shikatoka's enthusiastic response, Hatake Sakumo sighed helplessly.

If he's right, the Hokage must have given this guy some pointers before he set off.

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Chapter 119 Black Zetsu puts his mind to work

A gentleman once said that when you want to open a window but are prevented from doing so, you can simply lift the ceiling and everything will be fine.

Just like everything that the capital of the Land of Fire is experiencing today.

The nobles successfully experienced the years their ancestors lived under the oppressive rule of Uchiha Madara.

You still have to thank them.

Given the choice between a time bomb that could detonate at any moment and a rare, visible, targeted explosion, everyone unanimously chooses the latter.

At least there's time to gather valuables and prepare for one's death.

Mountain cemetery.

The pitch-black tadpoles, three feet off the ground, returned to their base deep underground.

He told Uchiha Madara, who was seemingly an ordinary old man resting with his eyes closed, everything he had learned along the way, only adding a few miscellaneous details.

"Lord Madara, in my opinion, that person is very likely to become a huge obstacle to our great plan." Black Zetsu said seriously.

On this point alone, he didn't embellish it too much.

Because it's unnecessary.

He may lack physical strength, but his vision is something he has truly honed through hard work.

That brat named Isogen, in terms of strength, speed, and nerve reflexes, had reached, or even halfway crossed, the critical point!

Before long, with his talent, he will surely be able to cross the boundary that only those with the Otsutsuki bloodline can truly cross!

This phenomenon exceeded his original assessment of the fifty strings.

When Igju was rising to fame, he investigated his background; after Igju became famous, he investigated the origins of Igju's lineage.

Even though he had traced the blood relationship of Wuzhigen's ancestors for three generations, he still couldn't find any blood connection with the Otsutsuki clan.

Thanks to the excellent elimination mechanism in the ninja world, the people living in a region are basically people who have lived on that land for generations. The ninja village was established decades ago, and many civilians migrated during that period.

It wouldn't be difficult to investigate the Black Zetsu.

However, he preferred to investigate the results to find that Isogen was actually a hybrid of various families, with his bloodline distribution resembling a pie chart.

"...Is that so? A brat who was not taken seriously could actually become a factor that would influence the future." Madara Uchiha slowly opened his eyes.

At this time, he gave the Rinnegan to Nagato, installed a non-original Sharingan in his left eye, and left his right eye socket empty.

Even so, that foreign creature still exuded the same fierce aura as the Asura of the ninja world.

"Did you really observe carefully?"

Questions that do not imply anything else.

Madara Uchiha was so arrogant that he bordered on conceit.

But he never doubted that anyone could reach his level and that of Hashirama Senju. Ultimately, miracles are created by people.

However, after awakening his Rinnegan and witnessing the view from above, he suddenly realized the truth.

No, those ordinary people, no matter how outstanding their talent or how high their comprehension, will never reach his level. It would be difficult for them to even come close to his and Hashirama's level, let alone reach it!

The realm they reach is beyond the reach of ordinary people!

Even Tobirama Senju couldn't reach it; he could only rely on his brilliant mind to continuously develop new techniques in order to achieve a balance of power.

But the deeper one's understanding, the more even Tobirama Senju couldn't help but admit it in his heart.

It's impossible for him to stand at the same level as these two monsters.

That's why Madara Uchiha had doubts about Black Zetsu's words.

"I am your will, Lord Madara. I may not be good at other things, but I am skilled at judging people. I will never be wrong."

Madara Uchiha nodded slightly.

Indeed, Black Zetsu is an extension of his own will. He may not be strong enough, but he is certainly capable of being used as an intelligence agent.

"Fifty strings of music, yet another genius, perhaps someone who has reached the pinnacle."

His single eye narrowed slightly, and powerful Yin Release chakra condensed and swirled within it, eventually forming a pattern that terrified the entire ninja world.

In principle, this pattern has no special meaning, but Madara Uchiha holds the principle.

Black Zetsu stood silently to the side, waiting for Madara Uchiha to make his decision.

Having spent years deceiving elderly people living alone, he knew best how to deal with Madara Uchiha.

"Black Zetsu".

Suddenly, Madara Uchiha spoke.

"Go, investigate as thoroughly as possible the background of Yugoka Izayoi, including his areas of expertise and his most proficient techniques. All of this must be done without getting close to Mizuto Uzumaki."

The only person in the ninja world whom Madara Uchiha truly fears.

Whirlpool Water House.

Although not as powerful as him or Hashirama Senju, Mito Uzumaki firmly occupies a top position below them.

At least, Madara Uchiha now believes that if he faces Mito Uzumaki going all out and disregarding the consequences without regaining his Rinnegan, the outcome is unpredictable.

As a ninja, he never shied away from the methods that ninjas should use.

Poisoning, assassination, threats... all methods carried out by ninjas in the shadows should fulfill their purpose.

Similarly, Madara Uchiha, the most arrogant of the proud Uchiha clan, only used his intelligence when dealing with the inherently evil Tobirama Senju.

Normally, it's the super brain that tells him to use his superpowers.

In the past, even if Yu Ge had crossed that threshold that mortals could not cross, he would only stand from the perspective of a senior and remain arrogant.

But now he needs to complete the Eye of the Moon Project to ensure that the ninja world can enter a period of lasting peace.

Therefore, we must be cautious.

Black Zetsu was not surprised by this decision, but there was one thing he needed to explain: "Do we need to collect more Sharingan?"

Given Madara Uchiha's high-intensity battles, he suspected that destroying ten or more Sharingan with three tomoe in a single battle wouldn't be a problem.

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Leaf.

The series of events that their descendants had committed in the capital were compiled into Konoha through the various channels of their respective ninja clans.

This left the usually composed, dignified, and knowledgeable elders dumbfounded.

What they found most unbelievable was not Wuzhi's behavior, after all, Wuzhi had a history of such behavior.

What truly shocked them was that the nobles didn't make many moves.

This made their long-prepared response seem like a joke.

The current head of the Akimichi family stared at the intelligence report in his hand, looking it over from left to right, but he couldn't find a single trace of forgery.

It's the same principle as having 100 but not 10,000, which means the information is true.

He was puzzled.

"How did you do that?"

Are nobles so easy to talk to these days? They don't even care that so many people have died?

Unable to comprehend the situation with his not-so-bright brain, he turned to the elders in his clan for help.

A 'mountain of flesh'.

As the saying goes, you can retire without losing weight, or lose weight without retiring.

Even the elderly members of the Akimichi clan are quite large. In addition, the Akimichi clan has a deep mastery of Yang Release, so they are not afraid of the hidden dangers brought by obesity. On the contrary, they can draw power from fat.

Therefore, the Akimichi clan generally had a longer lifespan than the neighboring Nara clan, provided they were not killed.

It turns out that the Nara clan is not only superficially weak, but actually quite weak inside; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to run the medicinal herb business well, using whatever they have on themselves.

The old man only glanced at the information sent by the head of the family before drawing his conclusion.