White Zetsu, you're not my bodyguard, are you?

"Who are you?"

Youhu knew that the hideous white humanoid before him was a White Zetsu, but he pretended not to.

Feigning a look of shock, Youhu drew his sword. With a flash of steel, one of the White Zetsu's arms was severed, falling to the ground where it withered into a dry tree branch.

"Wait... I'm not an enemy."

The White Zetsu looked somewhat sluggish; it didn't seem to understand what had just happened either.

It had clearly been hiding inside the ring in the form of a spore to monitor Youhu, but for some reason, Youhu had suddenly flooded it with a massive amount of Chakra.

Nourished by the Chakra, its body had begun to expand violently, returning to its normal size.

If it hadn't relied on instinct to dodge just now, it would have either been cut in half at the waist or directly decapitated; either way, it wouldn't have survived.

Although it didn't really matter if it died, it wouldn't be able to answer to the Main Body.

The Main Body had experienced the urge to defecate, but it hadn't yet, and it didn't want to die so soon.

"Then who are you?"

Youhu stood with his sword held ready, his eyes full of vigilance. He had exposed the White Zetsu on purpose; rather than playing cat-and-mouse with a spore, it was better to force the White Zetsu out from the start.

"I, I am..."

The White Zetsu thought for a while, but couldn't come up with anything to say.

Youhu suddenly sheathed his sword, as if he had realized something, and explained to the White Zetsu with an awkward expression:

"You appeared from Brother Obito's ring. Could it be that you're a bodyguard Brother Obito left in the ring to protect me?"

"Yes, yes, I am your bodyguard."

The White Zetsu was just worrying about how to explain its identity when Youhu gave it the perfect excuse.

The vigilance in Youhu's eyes vanished, and he scratched his head, saying, "Brother Obito is really something. I actually have the strength of a Jonin; I don't need you protecting me from the shadows."

"But since this is Brother Obito's good intention, I'll accept it."

"Let me ask you, do you have any particularly powerful abilities?"

"Yes, yes, yes..."

The White Zetsu nodded repeatedly, blurting out its abilities all at once: "I can mimic the appearance of others; ordinary ninjas absolutely cannot see through it. I can also use the Mayfly Technique to travel freely underground."

"At critical moments, I can even possess your body to provide you with Chakra."

"Advanced Transformation Technique? Mayfly Technique, Possession Technique!"

Youhu rubbed his chin and commented, "You have quite a lot of abilities. No wonder Brother Obito sent you to protect me. Can you tell me what Brother Obito's next plan actually is?"

"The next step of the Moon Eye Plan..."

White Zetsu racked his brain, hesitating whether he should spill the beans.

"The Moon Eye Plan? Aren't we just collecting Tailed Beasts? What does that have to do with the Moon Eye?"

Youhu felt that White Zetsu was a bit dim-witted, often leaking intelligence by talking to himself while thinking, so he deliberately pressed him for more.

He had accidentally leaked information... White Zetsu was startled, then shook his head and said, "I cannot tell you the next part of the Moon Eye Plan. Lord Obito and the others didn't tell me either."

"My mission is to pass intelligence to you and Lord Obito. I don't know anything else."

"Alright, alright. If you don't want to answer, I won't ask. I trust in Brother Obito's vision..."

Youhu yawned, picked up the work report and suggestions he had written from the desk, and handed them to White Zetsu, saying, "Please, just take this letter to Lord Obito. You can't refuse me this; it is your job, after all."

White Zetsu took the envelope, suddenly feeling at a loss. He didn't offer a mail delivery service.

However, his identity had already been exposed. For now, he could only return to Lord Obito's side and let him provide the next set of instructions.

"I'm going to sleep now. Go and carry out your mission."

Without waiting for White Zetsu to reply, Youhu lay down on the bed and tucked himself into the covers.

White Zetsu watched Youhu lie on the bed, watched his breathing rhythm gradually slow down, and watched him drift off into dreamland.

After thinking for a long time, White Zetsu used the Floating Technique to burrow into the ground, heading in the direction of Obito, and soon disappeared from the room.

Once White Zetsu had moved out of his sensory range, Youhu opened his eyes and rose from the bed, feeling incredibly energetic.

He had worked for over twenty hours, and his mind and body were somewhat exhausted, but with money on hand, getting a few energy drinks was simple enough.

Gulp, gulp, gulp. After downing a few bottles of iced black tea, Youhu felt fully revived.

After some deception, he had finally waited for White Zetsu to leave to deliver the letter. It was time to start his third job.

After all, besides being an Anbu and an Akatsuki spy, he was also the successor of Uchiha Izuna.

Youhu picked up the severed arm White Zetsu had left on the floor and placed the arm, Yamato's blood, and Obito's blood together.

Next, Youhu took a fresh piece of parchment from the drawer and began to write Izuna's Inheritance II.

Youhu's pen flew across the page, quickly drafting an experimental conjecture regarding Wood Style, as well as a surgical experiment report on transplanting Wood Style, which recorded the method for an Uchiha to awaken the Wood Style bloodline.

After finishing Izuna's Inheritance II, Youhu carefully scanned it once, then began to add points.

A portion of the Deception Points flowed into the Parchment, while the rest poured into the blood of Yamato, Obito, and White Zetsu.

Under the influence of the Deception Points, the blood of White Zetsu, Yamato, and Obito merged into one, transforming into a single drop of extremely viscous blood known as Wood Style Blood Essence.

Youhu sliced open his own arm, allowing the Wood Style Blood Essence to merge into his body.

The next moment, Youhu felt the domineering nature of the Wood Style Blood Essence; the Wood Style Cells within were devouring the surrounding cells without restraint.

Soon, Youhu's arm showed signs of lignification.

Just as Youhu was about to transform into a treant, his Mangekyo Sharingan exerted its power. Under the influence of the Mangekyo's ocular power, the expansion of the Wood Style Cells was halted, and they gradually began to fuse with the cells in Youhu's body.

Noticing the changes within him, a smile curled at the corner of Youhu's mouth. It seemed he had successfully transplanted the Wood Bloodline; fabricating an inheritance from Izuna had indeed reduced the consumption of Deception Points.

Possessing the Lie Come True System, Youhu could actually fabricate the fact that he possessed a Wood Bloodline out of thin air.

However, he did not have Hashirama Cells in his body. To generate a Wood Bloodline from nothing would require a massive amount of Deception Points, which was the reason why he had chosen to evolve his Sharingan into a Mangekyo in the first place.

The Mangekyo itself is an evolution of the Three Tomoe Sharingan. By already possessing the Three-Tomoe, he was able to significantly reduce the consumption of Deception Points.

And since he had obtained samples of Yamato, Obito, and White Zetsu's cells last night, he already had a large quantity of Wood Style Cell samples, making it much simpler to materialize the Wood Bloodline.

The facts proved this to be true; he had unlocked the Wood Bloodline Limit with less than a thousand Deception Points.

This was the legendary Wood Style, after all.

Feeling the surging power within his body, Youhu was filled with excitement and immediately opened his personal panel.