White Dove: Humanoid Cheat Acquired!

Clang!

A figure moved with lightning speed, using a ninja blade to deflect the kunai.

It was a young female ninja wearing a Konoha forehead protector.

Beneath her short brown hair was a delicate, flawless face, accompanied by blood-red eyes featuring three black tomoe.

The newcomer was none other than Izumi!

Upon receiving the signal, she had immediately set out with Tekka to provide support.

However, her speed was far superior.

After all, White Dove had not kept her in the dark when he developed the Ninja Army Six Styles, so she was arguably the Uchiha who had mastered them most profoundly.

Even White Dove, the developer himself, could not compare to her.

It couldn't be helped; while White Dove was invincible in terms of imagination and creativity, he truly paled in comparison to certain "monsters" when it came to raw ninja talent.

Thus, it was not uncommon for him, as the creator, to be less accomplished in the Ninja Army Six Styles than Izumi.

Regardless, he provided the concepts, and Izumi handled the development and refinement of the Ninja Army Six Styles; otherwise, with so many projects on his plate, he would never have had the time to dedicate himself entirely to them.

It was precisely because she understood her daughter's strength that Uchiha Yezue had not stopped Izumi from accompanying White Dove on missions, firmly believing in her daughter's ability to protect herself.

With her three-tomoe Sharingan combined with terrifying talent for taijutsu, despite her young age, Izumi was already a Tier 1 powerhouse in Konoha.

Just now, Izumi had alternated between Shave and Geppo to leave Tekka behind and arrive first, blocking those kunai for him.

"How dare you..."

Murderous intent surged in Izumi's blood-red eyes, locking firmly onto Karui, who had just thrown the kunai.

Although she knew that even if she hadn't arrived, a few kunai could never have threatened her "Dove," in her heart, Uchiha White Dove was her white moonlight, her childhood sweetheart; ever since the night of the Nine-Tails, she had sworn to follow him for the rest of her life.

Now that Karui had attacked Uchiha White Dove, it naturally triggered her nerves.

Flash Step!

Izumi vanished from her spot.

"Watch out!"

Samui sensed the danger and moved to assist immediately.

Clang!

The small short sword in her hand blocked the ninja blade held by Izumi, who had already circled to Karui's side.

The blade, flickering with the light of flames, sent the tall and sturdy Samui flying.

Judging by physique and age, one was a twelve-year-old slender girl who had just graduated, and the other was a cold, alluring woman in her twenties; logically, the latter should have had more strength.

Yet, Izumi had sent her flying with a single strike, showing just how powerful that blow had been.

Because she had awakened her three-tomoe Sharingan so early, White Dove had invested more resources into Izumi than himself to ensure her body could handle the strain; combined with the explosive power of Nintaijutsu, she was able to achieve such astonishing results.

She had sent Samui, a jonin disciple of Killer B, flying with a single slash!

Although Karui had a nasty and fiery temper, she would not disobey orders, so she retreated immediately.

As for Izumi... seeing that Tekka had arrived, she decisively charged toward Karui and Omoi, who was carrying Killer B.

Once Tekka arrived, he would naturally stay behind to protect the department head, who was in poor condition, allowing her to pursue without worry.

Shave!!

Izumi transformed into a blur, rushing forward, intent on stopping Killer B, as he was clearly a high-value target.

While Flash Step was faster and more agile, its consumption was far too extravagant, making it unsuitable for pursuit.

Just as no one would use the Body Flicker Technique for long-distance travel.

"Damn Uchiha!"

Samui, having just risen from the ground, looked at Tekka guarding White Dove and then at the direction of Izumi's pursuit, ultimately choosing to protect her teacher.

Seeing that the enemy was no longer attacking White Dove, Tekka breathed a sigh of relief and had no intention of pursuing.

After all, compared to chasing the enemy, protecting White Dove in his current state was the more important mission.

Thus, White Dove was finally able to continue implanting the ideological seal of Kotoamatsukami into his target without further interruption.

If he hadn't been striving for perfection and precision, he could have finished it in an instant.

But White Dove's standards were too high, naturally requiring more delicate operations; otherwise, he could have completed Kotoamatsukami with a single glance and wouldn't have needed these subsequent steps.

This was a privilege unique to Kotoamatsukami when wielded by Uchiha blood; for anyone else, using the Mangekyo was crude and simple, or even impossible.

This was clearly demonstrated in the plot.

The fact that Danzo had transplanted so many Sharingan only to use them as "respawn coins" showed just how treacherous it was to transplant Sharingan without Uchiha blood.

Therefore, in White Dove's hands, Shisui's Mangekyo could naturally be used with far more intricate finesse.

Thump!

White Dove could no longer support himself and collapsed to the ground beside Orochimaru.

"My Lord!"

Tekka looked over with concern, but just as he moved to approach, White Dove waved him off.

"I am fine, just an excessive expenditure of ocular power and chakra!"

He panted out the words.

At this moment, his chakra had been completely drained, and most of his ocular power was spent, leaving him unable to see things clearly even a dozen meters away.

Fortunately, he possessed a pair of Mangekyo; had it been only one, he might have gone blind on the spot.

After all, a complete Kotoamatsukami naturally consumed an astonishing amount of energy.

"Hahaha!"

Seeing Orochimaru standing quietly by his side, White Dove suddenly chuckled.

The most important "cheat" had been acquired!

With Orochimaru around, he would no longer need to personally test his wild ideas... after all, he wouldn't be the one suffering the consequences if things went wrong.

Moreover, the benefits of success would be substantial.

As for whether Orochimaru would help?

Please, the man lived for novel and unknown ninjutsu; how could he possibly refuse to participate in such experiments?

The prerequisite was simply providing him with resources... much like how Danzo had collaborated with him.

And what Danzo could do, White Dove could naturally do as well, only on a much more extravagant scale.

At the same time, he held the very thing Orochimaru truly pursued.

Immortality!

If it were anyone else, they naturally wouldn't be able to help Orochimaru.

But White Dove happened to be a transmigrator who knew every secret of the ninja world; manipulating the man was far too easy.

If that failed, wasn't the Otsutsuki clan a ready-made example?

Thus, from this point forward, Orochimaru would truly be held in the palm of White Dove's hand.

After all, even without Kotoamatsukami, these wild ideas and secrets alone were enough to keep the man hooked, not to mention the safety net provided by Kotoamatsukami.

This was the way to maximize the benefits of Kotoamatsukami.

If he had altered Orochimaru's memories or personality, his capabilities would certainly have been affected, and he would eventually have noticed the contradictions.

But White Dove had changed nothing; he had merely added a bond and a "white moonlight" figure to the man's psyche, so Orochimaru would never detect anything amiss.

Now, as soon as Orochimaru regained consciousness, White Dove would have a "nuclear-powered workhorse."

No!

He should call it an ally.

As for Uchiha Izumi, who was in pursuit, he wasn't too worried.

Killer B had been struck by his Mangekyo genjutsu; although it wasn't Kotoamatsukami, his mind would still be severely tormented, and even if he recovered, he wouldn't be able to stop Izumi.

On the other side!

The chase was currently in the midst of a fierce battle.

"Fire Style: Great Fireball Technique!"

Izumi sheathed her ninja blade and performed hand seals to unleash her Fire Style.

Whoosh!

A massive fireball, the size of a house, flew toward Omoi, who was currently retreating while carrying Killer B on his back.

"Cloud Style: Front Slash!"

Karui, who had been constantly dodging Izumi's pursuit, drew her blade and struck, a gust of wind-infused steel hitting the massive fireball.

BOOM!!

A tremendous explosion erupted into the sky.

"Where is she?"

Karui scanned her surroundings with a wary gaze.

She no longer dared to underestimate this Uchiha girl who was younger than herself.

"Watch out!"

A warning cry rang out from Samui behind her.

"Uchiha Style: Sword Dance of Flames!"

Izumi's voice and her blade appeared simultaneously.

A blade wrapped in flames slashed abruptly toward Karui.

Even with the warning, knowing it in one's mind did not mean the body could react in time.

The hastily swung longsword collided with the charged strike.

BOOM!

The flames on the blade erupted instantly, sending Karui flying back, sword and all.

Whoosh!

Izumi seized the opportunity to launch a follow-up attack; in this state, her opponent would have no chance to defend again.

"Karui!"

Omoi, carrying his teacher on his back, panicked.

Because he and Karui were not only fellow disciples but had grown up together, their bond was absolute.

If he weren't carrying Killer B, he would have rushed in to support her without a second thought... but with his teacher on his back, he could only accelerate with tears in his eyes.

"Stop!"

Samui threw several kunai from a distance, intending to save her.

However, as if she had prepared for it in advance, Izumi also threw several kunai, which collided with the incoming projectiles in mid-air.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The kunai fell to the ground one after another.

Shing!

Izumi's ninja sword was drawn in a flash, its brilliant, sharp edge mercilessly slashing toward Karui, who was suspended in mid-air with a look of terror on her face, her pupils reflecting the blinding gleam of the blade.

"Stop it!!"

Omoi's helpless and desperate voice rang out.