Senju Clan.
"This power truly is wonderful..."
Inside the laboratory, Uchiha Yoru lay on a hospital bed, watching Orochimaru smile hoarsely with a look of intoxication on his face. At the side, Tsunade pulled out a report, snorted coldly, and tossed it onto the table.
"Orochimaru, this power belongs to the same category as the sage arts of the Three Great Sage Locations and the immortal arts of the Temple of Fire. But you should also know the consequences of the backlash."
Ever since Tsunade and Orochimaru had joined forces to study Uchiha Yoru's second bloodline limit, their progress had been astonishingly fast. It had not been long at all, yet they had already developed a method for applying Curse Marks.
Rather than fearing this power after hearing Tsunade's words, Orochimaru revealed a sickly smile.
"So the Temple of Fire possesses this kind of power as well. As expected of the Senju."
Orochimaru spoke with feeling. Although his talent for research far surpassed Tsunade's, he still could not compare to her in terms of insight.
After all, Tsunade stood upon the shoulders of the giants of the Senju Clan. For instance, shortly after Uchiha Yoru awakened this power, Tsunade had made the connection to sage arts after only a little research.
When Orochimaru investigated this power, however, he had to feel his way through it alone. That was the difference in their insight and breadth of vision.
Still, Orochimaru was like a sponge, rapidly absorbing all kinds of knowledge from the shinobi world and growing at an astonishing pace.
"Um, Lord Orochimaru, Sister Tsunade, can I get up now?"
Lying on the hospital bed, Uchiha Yoru looked helplessly at the two of them as they studied his bloodline limit.
It was as though they had forgotten all about him.
Yet