boyutpedia Chapter 549 Yi
Chapter 549 Yi
Chapter 549 Yi
The Grell ore that I had originally planned to give up has now returned to my hands.
If the current situation weren't so tense that even breathing had to be timed with a stopwatch, Xiu Si would really like to take half a day off, do nothing, and just lie under the eaves of the old house and bask in the sun.
Pity.
The fact that Obito Uchiha was able to find an opportunity to deliver the item while possessed by Black Zetsu shows that Madara is currently overwhelmed with other matters.
But no matter which possibility it is, it's too late to get there now.
The premise for the opponent to dare to make a move without distraction is that the battlefield has been given up by our side.
Transporting this batch of Grell ore was no easy task.
Shenwei's teleportation feature locks onto a single unit for transport, making it impossible to place items as densely as possible together for simultaneous teleportation.
By the time Kakashi finished transferring the last box of ore from the Kamui dimension, Director Hatake was already slumped in the corner, his eye bags so thick it looked like he hadn't slept for three days, and he couldn't even speak.
Thankfully, he also underwent cell transplantation; otherwise, he would most likely be dead by now.
"Go to the hospital for the next couple of days," he said, trying to comfort her. Then he remembered, "Oh, the hospital is still full; there aren't any extra beds."
"Why don't you go back and rest for a couple of days?"
Kakashi's eyelids twitched, but before he could answer, Shuji rejected the plan himself.
"That doesn't seem appropriate. Since Obito can pinpoint your location directly, your eyes are in a vulnerable state."
"What if the owner gets carried away and abandons their business to come looking for you?"
Kakashi leaned against the wall and weakly uttered, "Why don't you take it and put it back on yourself? That way it'll be safe."
"This is a gift for you," Shuuji said quickly.
"The current Obito wouldn't mind such a thing."
"What a pity. My eyes are currently in a state where I can't just put them on or take them off easily." Shuuji shrugged. "Next time, I'll definitely do it."
Then his eyes lit up.
"By the way, how about we meet at the Hokage Building again?"
"I won't be able to work in the office for a while, so I'll give you my spot. You won't need to handle any official business, just get a bed so the third generation can stay close by and take care of you."
Hiruzen Sarutobi had already arrived upon hearing the news. He had been marveling at how Obito could have done such a thing, but after hearing Shuji's words, he couldn't help but sigh.
"Shuji, there's nothing wrong with the arrangement itself. But could you express it in a different way? Kakashi won't be able to stand it."
Kakashi raised one hand to indicate his agreement with the Third Hokage's opinion.
Shuuji, unusually agreeable, offered another option: "Or you can have Kai stay with you while you go home to recuperate. I remember you and Kai live in the same apartment building, you're even neighbors."
"You can break through the wall directly. Don't worry, it's with the Hokage's permission, the village won't demand compensation."
Upon hearing this, Kakashi immediately decided, "I choose the Hokage Building."
The silver-haired Jonin covered his eyes. Being with Kai ensured his safety, but it would be difficult for him to rest.
Kai's concept of rest is different from others.
Shuji stopped joking and nodded.
"Then it's settled. I'll send the ore to the western suburbs. Kakashi and this place are in your hands, Third Hokage."
The Third Hokage solemnly said, "Yes, leave these matters to us now."
The Third Hokage solemnly agreed.
"Okay, go ahead."
The ore-carrying convoy traveled through streets that were under repair.
The cracks left by the earthquake have disappeared from the main road, but the fine lines in the corners of the walls have not yet been filled.
The tree-lined avenues in the western suburbs were not greatly affected; they are always exceptionally lucky there.
Upon arriving at the experimental building, the members of the Dark Guard moved some of the ore into the underground sealing chamber as instructed.
After they left, Xiu Si opened a gap in the seal and casually picked up a piece of ore and threw it in.
Before the stone, brimming with life energy, even hit the ground, several fine roots had already wrapped around it.
The moment they made contact, the surface of the roots glowed briefly with fluorescence. In no time, the ore shattered into powder under the roots' embrace, leaving not a trace behind.
Shuuji threw one after another.
The mother plant was initially quite cooperative. The vines drew smooth arcs in the air, catching each falling food with an elegant and obedient demeanor.
But this feeding speed, one by one, quickly made it impatient. Several thick tree roots suddenly stretched out and grabbed straight at the remaining boxes at Xiu Si's feet.
Xiu Si raised his palm and slashed down.
A section of the tree root was neatly cut off, and pale green sap seeped from the break.
The mother plant reacted immediately, with more vines surging up from the depths of the seal.
He remained expressionless and delivered another palm strike.
After two consecutive rounds, the mother plant chose to retreat.
The vines reluctantly retreated into the depths of the seal, with the last root gently tugging at the inner wall of the seal before retracting.
Shuji continued to throw ore in, as if nothing was happening.
Kabuto Yakushi walked in through the side door of the observation room, pushed up his glasses, and his gaze swept over the remaining liquid on the floor before landing on the shadow that had become docile deep within the seal.
"Even such a creature," Kabuto pushed up his glasses, the lenses flashing white in the cold light, "is no different from training a dog when tamed, Hokage-sama."
Xiu Si left half of the ore in the box and poured the remaining half into the seal all at once.
Blue-green stones collided and rolled to the bottom of the seal, and the roots of the mother plant immediately surged in from all directions, gathering the ore under the roots.
This time it finally felt happy and was willing to calm down.
Shuji wiped his hands: "All life in the world follows the simplest principles."
"How long will it take for Toneri's Tenseigan to stabilize?"
Dou said, "About half a month."
"Naruto is now able to communicate directly with the Tailed Beasts through the Tailed Beast chakra within his body."
"Although he wanted to hide this, it was confirmed that the Tailed Beasts have their own way of communicating."
"As long as there is a common medium, it is possible to communicate across space in a covert manner."
Shuji said, "Hmm, have you observed any signs similar to Ashura's chakra?"
Kabuto shook his head: "Although Naruto himself seems to have some awareness, we still have no way to observe him through technical means."
"Where is the Sage of Six Paths?" Shuji asked again.
"It hasn't appeared yet," Dou replied.
Shuji muttered to himself, "Does he have to be beaten half to death before he'll come? Oh well, there's still time."
He decided to try this; the goal wasn't urgent, but he couldn't delay it too long either. He mentally rearranged his schedule.
"Send over two more boxes of ore, and then I should get ready to leave."
Dou frowned slightly, and tentatively suggested, "Perhaps it would be safer to wait for Sheren to set off together, Lord Xiuji."
"Let him stay in the village." Shuji said decisively. "The One-Tailed, Two-Tailed, and Six-Tailed are still in the village. Madara can't just leave these targets unattended. Compared to the Three-Tailed, this is a better choice."
Dou still insisted: "Your safety—"
"I've already had Shisui send a message to Itachi. He's making good progress on his end, and once he's finished, he should be able to meet me in Kirigakure before the deadline."
Dou then responded in a low voice.
The ruins no longer exist.
The earth's crust was torn open, exposing charred rock layers at the fault edges, and the last eerie glow of the Grell mine vanished into the air.
Madara Uchiha stood in the center of the sunken pit, his eyes lowered, saying nothing.
The body reborn through the Impure World Reincarnation cannot feel a heartbeat, nor does it experience an adrenaline rush in its veins.
The burning sensation that should have surged from the heart to every limb and bone, and the trembling fear that hung on the edge of life and death, were all absent.
They joined forces with Hashirama to fight a powerful enemy, and then fought to the death once again.
He hadn't tasted such joy in far too long.
But this body filters everything clean, leaving only calculations and gains and losses.
The coffin of Hashirama Senju was slowly closing, and that familiar face was being covered inch by inch.
The moment the coffin sank into the ground, Madara felt something blocking his chest, something about to burst out but unable to be released.
He suddenly felt that everything had become dull and tasteless.
Obito stood to the side, and Black Zetsu spoke to him, "Lord Madara, Obito has transferred the Grell ore to Konoha."
""
Ban's gaze remained fixed on the spot where the coffin had disappeared, his tone indifferent: "Then give it to them."
As long as the person who succeeds is not the same, it is not the most urgent situation for him.
Black Zetsu thought so too. What could Konoha do with those few things? Did they plan to feed them to the Ten-Tails like Isshiki, and seize the world first?
They also need to be capable of doing so.
But there aren't that many ten-tailed foxes in this world.
"Should we use this opportunity to attack Iwagakure and Sunagakure?" Black Zetsu changed direction. "Our allies have just suffered heavy losses; Konoha can't just stand by and watch."
After all, they had already reached the western front, so changing direction wouldn't be difficult.
Madara finally withdrew his gaze and chuckled faintly, "Helping that kid fulfill the Integrator's wish?"
"He was anticipating a situation where all the villages were destroyed and the only option was to go to Konoha."
Obito has already given a great gift, and he doesn't plan to give a second one.
"Without Grell ore, we'll need other forms of energy. Let's feed the witch's body to the demons first."
"Once they have recovered their full strength, the pressure on the western front will increase. It is at this time that Iwagakure and Sunagakure will need more reinforcements to maintain the stalemate at the front."
"The longer the stalemate lasts, the more negative emotions accumulate. That thing feeds on hatred, and the battlefield is the best bait."
"Let's go back."
After Madara finished speaking, Obito, who was possessed by Black Zetsu, took him back to the base.
Noticing their return, Orochimaru asked, "Have you finished collecting the ore from Grell?"
"It failed," Black Zetsu replied curtly.
Orochimaru didn't ask what exactly happened, but chuckled and said, "Too bad, I wanted more experimental material."
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Ban ignored him. As they passed through the stone corridor, the candlelight on the walls on both sides was momentarily lowered by the passing air currents before flickering up again.
On the inner stone platform, a body lies still.
His facial features are youthful, and his muscle lines are clean and sharp.
The dark substance seeped from the body on the stone platform, spreading out like a living thing and covering the entire body.
The blackness was so dense that it seemed bottomless, just like Black Zetsu's body.
Orochimaru walked in from behind and stopped at the edge of the stone platform.
"We can begin now. If the resurrection fails, I will resurrect you again."
Ban's impure body began to crumble. Fragments of the dead drifted silently from the edges, red armor turned to dust, and pale skin peeled away piece by piece. What remained was only a blazing soul.
The Pure Land is drawing it in. That call from the other shore has climbed to the edge of its soul.
Then the soul suddenly plummeted.
He rejected the call of the Pure Land and plunged into the body shrouded in darkness.
Silence returned to the stone chamber. The candlelight flickered countless times, but Orochimaru remained standing beside the stone platform, his vertical pupils never leaving the human figure shrouded in darkness.
The black runes began to fade.
The darkness covering the body gradually receded inward.
First the face, then the sides of the neck and collarbone, then the chest and arms. With each inch that receded, the skin beneath was revealed, radiating the warm glow of a living person.
As the last trace of the incantation disappeared from the fingertips, the body opened its eyes.
A pair of dark eyes adjusted to the dim light.
Air was drawn into the new lungs, the chest rose and fell for the first time, then for the second. The heart began to beat again from rest, and the blood found its way in the reconnected blood vessels.
Madara Uchiha sat up.
He looked at his body, clenched his fingers, and felt the force transmitted through the contraction of his muscles.
Then he touched his eye socket.
These are—his eyes.
Madara Uchiha was absolutely certain that even among fellow Uchiha, the chakra in the eyes was completely different.
Madara did not question him. The technique he used to revive himself was not the Samsara technique, and his condition was not yet at its most perfect.
Orochimaru, Zetsu!
The snake's voice rang out again, with that signature hoarse tone: "How are you feeling?"
"Very good," Madara said. "The power of these eyes is the Sharingan."
Pretending to know nothing would only make one seem suspicious; Ban only spoke of his superficial experience.
"Yes, that's right." Orochimaru bowed slightly. "If we have high-energy substances like Grell ore as a supplement, the speed at which our eye power recovers will far exceed expectations."
Ban calmly rose from the stone platform, walked barefoot across the cold ground, and approached the Gedo Statue.
When faced with the person who summoned it here, the golem displayed a kind of docility that was completely different from when it faced Nagato.
Madara sat down cross-legged. The Gedo Mazo thrust out a black chakra rod, which pierced straight into his back.
The golem began to feed back.
The chakra it had accumulated surged into Madara's body along the chakra rods, filling his meridians and activating his cells.
Orochimaru watched this scene and said, "As expected of you. In that case, we might be able to get ourselves back in shape before the Three-Tails revives."
"Oh, is it time?" Ban felt his body gradually coming back to life.
"Yes. If it's inconvenient for you, you can wait until Kirigakure captures the Three-Tails before you make your move."
"Where could that kid be?" Ban asked.
Orochimaru replied, "Shuji-kun? He'll be doing the most important thing."