Naruto and Sasuke are doing nothing; Madara and I will set an example.

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His feet left the sea surface, and his body drifted backward at the same speed as Chen Qian's steps.

Neither Madara, Obito, nor Chen noticed his presence.

"Yumutuo, Shenzhao, Fengyuqi Cuizun, Midubaneng, Boeryexu, Shuangshenghua, even the extinct Danmyo-chanti of my clan, and even the left eye of the one who has not yet awakened the Rinnegan, which contains..."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, it would be hard to imagine that any human being could reach this level."

"Let me investigate your [cause and effect]!"

Beneath the white mask on the left side of his face, the white magatama in his black Rinnegan subtly rotated.

"I see……"

"I never imagined that there would be such a strange 'cause and effect' between you and me."

"Is it really me who brought about your current level of eye power?"

"It seems that our meeting here today is all due to fate."

He flashed back from in front of Chen to the sea behind Chen, watching Chen's departing figure.

“Uchiha Chen, twelve years from now, in the autumn, I will end that person’s life by that river, planting the seeds of everything.”

"Twenty years from now, in the autumn, the 'cause' I planted for you will bear a 'fruit' that is unpredictable at this moment."

"During this time, I will do many, many things to ensure that the 'fruit' develops in a direction favorable to me. Feel honored; you have become the best vessel candidate in [God's] eyes!"

"Whoosh!" Chen suddenly stopped and turned to look at the empty sea behind him!

"What's wrong?" Madara and Obito turned around and asked, puzzled.

After gazing for a long time, there was nothing on the sea behind me except for the undulating waves.

Chen withdrew his gaze: "It's nothing, let's go."

Was that creepy feeling I had just experienced just my imagination?

Land of Lightning, Godfall River.

An elderly man in a monk's robe sat cross-legged on a rock under the scorching sun.

In front of him, a boy dressed in a black divine robe had been in the dogeza posture for three days and three nights.

During this time, the boy neither ate nor drank, and his clothes were soaked with sweat, but the old man on the seat remained unmoved, his palms clasped together and his eyes closed.

This made the young man in the white divine robe who was traveling with him feel very sorry for him, and he stepped forward and said.

"Brother! Forget it! This old bald monk is impervious to reason, why bother trying to become his disciple!"

The boy, kneeling on the ground, said in a devout voice, "Jin, you must not disrespect the master! He is a wise man whom I have personally recognized!"

This boy was none other than Chen, who was thirteen years old.

Two months ago, he killed Blood Pond Prodigy and his clan to avenge his parents. Suddenly, he lost his purpose in life and desperately needed to move on from the past and find a way forward.

After many twists and turns, they arrived at this place. The old man on the stone was the master who later taught Chen the skills of Zen meditation and the sacred Peach Blossom Spring. He was the successor of the Ninja Sect, whom Chen called the 'Zen Master'.

Dust, spots, and soil—after concealing his presence, Bo Er Yexu stood on the cliff, looking down at the scene below.

Jian Chen clenched his fists, his eyes reddened, and stared intently at Jin.

Sure enough, the only person who could make him make a special trip to see him was his own younger brother...

Bambi could understand Chen's feelings at this moment. If time could go back to that battle, Bambi would rather give up eternal light than not save Izuna from Tobirama's sword.

Dust, you must be eager to take Jin away right now, to bring him back to our time and protect him in Peach Blossom Spring.

But speaking of which, Jhin looks just like you, making him unforgettable at first glance.

His face resembles Tobirama, but his demeanor and hairstyle are like Izuna's.

Jinxin said: Really, brother is just overthinking things.

After getting revenge, what does it matter whether I become a ninja or not? I'll just marry a fair-skinned, beautiful, busty, and big-butt older woman, cuddle her every day, eat her as she pleases, have a couple of kids, and then I won't have so many worries anymore!

Sigh... but my brother has suffered too much over the years.

I wasn't able to offer any real help.

He personally killed every member of the Blood Pool clan, regardless of age, gender, or guilt.

Now that I have the same eyes as my brother, I can better understand that the deeper one's gaze penetrates, the more one's heart will be tainted with dark emotions.

I can't be the cure for my brother's illness, but at least let me bring him a glass of water.

"Master, please forgive my rudeness just now. Please accept my brother as your disciple."

Jin clasped his hands together, spoke sincerely to the old man on the stone, and then knelt down as well.

Just as Jin knelt down, the Zen master, who was in meditation, suddenly opened his eyes and uttered a Sanskrit sound, 'Hum'.

Jhin: Holy crap, that old pervert scared me half to death! Am I an NPC who triggered the plot? I'm just waiting to be dragged down with him!

The Zen master opened his calm, still eyes and gazed at Chen: "What do you want to gain from me?"

Chen said urgently, "Peace, inner peace."

Is that all?

"Yes, that's all! There's a savage beast inside me that's caused me to lose so many important things! I want to find a way to tame this beast and find peace."

“I have never taken on disciples in my life, but considering your sincerity, I will teach you some simple skills… Hmm?” Suddenly, the Zen master’s gaze shifted from the astonished Dust Brothers before him to the sky.

Obito: "Hey! He's watching us, isn't he? He's definitely watching us!"

Madara: "It's true, they can actually see us in the Baroyasu, even though the Otsutsuki can't see us!"

Dust: "If one cultivates meditation to the profound state of Samadhi and never practices ninjutsu, it is possible to gain some special abilities from meditation..."

"Master, is the ability you possess to see through our existence?"

Madara recalled the details that Chen had mentioned when he and Obito recounted his experience of becoming a disciple during their trip to Peach Blossom Spring.

So what the Zen master saw was actually dust returning from the future? That's truly astonishing.

At this moment, the Zen master looked at the dust on the cliff and shook his head.

The words resonated directly in Chen's mind.

"Don't do anything in this era that alters the course of development; that will directly lead to your own demise!"

Master, did you realize that I wanted to take Jin away from here?

He responded to the Zen master in his heart: Even annihilation of the icchantikas is not acceptable?

The Zen master replied: "Immortal Sage, is that the name of the causal eye technique nurtured by your Rinnegan? I regret to inform you that you are far from powerful enough to sever causal ties across time and space. If you take your brother away now, you will be instantly obliterated due to the causal entanglement… Go back!"

"Cough cough cough cough!" The Zen master on the stone suddenly started coughing violently!

"Master!" Chen and Jin stood up anxiously!

Obito: "What happened to him?"

Chen: "The price the Zen Master paid for awakening his special abilities was probably the inability to interfere with the karma of others. It was from those few coughs that the Zen Master's health began to decline, and he reached his end three years later... It turns out, it was all because I interfered in my own karma!"

I cannot let my master's painstaking efforts go to waste.

Since we can't interfere with Jin's life here!

Then at least let me...

Dust fell from the cliff.

From behind, he gently embraced Jin, who was only as tall as his chest.

"Huh?" Jin stared blankly at the glistening droplets that had fallen onto his shoulder, somewhat bewildered.

The clear sky suddenly turned cloudy, and then the rain began to fall like broken threads, connecting with the ground.

Jin smiled with relief and said, "What, it's raining."

In the rain, I looked at 'Dust' kneeling before me.

The Zen master clasped his hands together and said, "Everything is destiny."

"Chen, today I formally accept you as my disciple and will impart to you the secret teachings of the Six Paths Ninja Sect: the art of meditation."

After bidding farewell to the Zen master, Chen stood in the heavy rain, looking at the pear in his hand.

He really wanted to go to Konoha in the seventy-third year of the reign of King Jin to find out who was the mastermind behind King Jin's death.

An internal struggle ensued, but ultimately reason prevailed over emotion.

"No, now is not the time. We still have a formidable enemy, the First Form, and the powerful enemy from the Shell Organization to deal with."

"Kin-shi, Momo-shi, and Ura-shi have all fallen into my hands in succession. It's hard to imagine that they could escape the eyes and ears of the shell. Their actions should also change accordingly. I can't afford to be distracted by other things at this critical juncture."

"Jin, wait a little longer. After I uproot Yi Shi and his shell, I'll go and see who killed you. Whoever it is, I'll scatter the ashes they gave me!"

"Whoosh!" The light emitted from the turtle shell transformed into a light ladder that transported Dust, Madara, and Obito back to their own era, Konoha Year 80.

As he traveled, Chen suddenly remembered something: "By the way, Uncle Madara, Obito, there's actually a question about Urashiki that's bothering me."

What's suspicious?

Chen stroked his chin and pondered, "Where did his red fishing rod and fish basket go? With his combat strength, these two items are crucial to his survival. It's really hard to believe that he doesn't carry them with him."

In the dead of night, a torrential downpour washed over Konoha.

During the daytime battle between the two mysterious figures, seven eyeless afterimages on the half-shaved Hokage Rock appeared particularly tragic in the rain.

An invisible and oppressive atmosphere enveloped the village.

With the Five Kage still away at war, the ninjas from the five great nations who came to participate in the Chunin Exams are all waiting anxiously and worriedly.

As time ticked by, their hearts sank to the bottom.

In this atmosphere, in the inconspicuous courtyard of the Hyuga clan of Konoha.

Hinata Taro was digging in the soil under the camphor tree in the backyard.

"After seeing someone like Uchiha Chen in Kaguya's dimension, it was indeed a wise move to leave the 'Karma' on this young man from the Hyuga clan beforehand."

"Because of Hyuga's body and the Byakugan, I can quickly adapt and unfreeze a portion of the Karma's power. Although it's not much, at least I can use these two things without any problems."

"Found it~".

A red fishing rod and a red fish basket were revealed from the soil.

"My humble pleas for mercy were meant to make you think I was utterly desperate, had nowhere to go, and was about to die."

"Therefore, there will be no doubt that I actually left a backup plan for escaping unscathed."

"To deceive someone like Uchiha Chen, you'd need to use some extraordinary methods..."

He carried the red fishing rod on his shoulder and hung the red fish basket around his waist.

On his left palm, which was hanging down, was a blue, diamond-shaped mark—a wedge!

"Boom!" A lightning bolt, sharp as a claw, tore through the dim sky, making Hyuga Taro's smile and even the Caged Bird Mark on his forehead appear particularly sinister. (The Caged Bird Mark was inscribed by the main branch of the Hyuga clan before the Fourth Shinobi World War; Hyuga Taro was the last member of the branch clan before the Caged Bird Mark was officially abolished.)

"Next, let's use this Konoha Village as our hunting ground to hunt for chakra, and at the same time, search for the 'vessel' that is truly suitable for my great Urashiki-sama!"

Chapter 95 Ox-Headed Heavenly King and the Mysterious Visitor

笕堇 [jiǎnjǐn]

We'll call Hyuga Taro, whose personality was taken over by Urashiki's wedge, 'Ura Taro'.

The alleyway you have to walk through after the Konoha Izakaya closes.

"Ah!" The red fishing line pierced through the chest of a drunken Chunin, and Uratarou pulled the fishing rod, swooshing out his chakra with a whoosh.

The chunin collapsed to the ground, unable to get up.

Uratarou pinched the end of the fishing line, looked at the small ball of chakra on the hook—only the size of a peanut and with a faint glow—and shook his head in disappointment.

Even the smallest mosquito is still meat. Forced by the necessities of life, Urataro had no choice but to obediently remove the "peanut" from the fishing hook and put it into the fish basket at his waist.

This is the seventh victim in this alley tonight.

The wedge has only thawed to one-tenth of its original strength, meaning that Uratarou has only one-tenth of Urashiki's strength.

Although he is no longer afraid of most ninjas, he still has to think twice when he encounters an elite Jonin.

Therefore, he dared not openly fish in the streets, lest he cause a disturbance and put himself in danger.