Madara: Qingyu Has the Bearing of a Mangekyō! (One Update in the Morning, Two More This Afternoon)

Meanwhile, on the other side, in the Graveyard of Mountains.

The enormous Demonic Statue still stands deep within the cave.

White Zetsu leaned out from the wall, his pale face bearing a hint of obsequiousness.

"Lord Madara, Young Master Qingyu is stealing the spotlight again."

The White Zetsu reported all the information they had obtained from the other White Zetsu Clone.

In that encounter in the Land of Rivers, how Qingyu used the "Body Flicker Technique" to outmaneuver Baki of the Sunagakure, how he shattered the armored puppet with a single punch, and how he made those Sunagakure tremble with fear.

"Young Master Qingyu sent that guy named Baki flying more than ten meters with a single punch, shattering even the specially made armored puppet made by Mukade into dust. Lord Madara, you didn't see it; the expressions on the faces of those Sunagakure were like they'd seen a ghost."

Madara Uchiha sat on the stone seat, listening to White Zetsu's report with his eyes closed.

He didn't mind White Zetsu's unauthorized addition of the title "Young Master".

If it Obito, he might have corrected him a bit.

Since it's called Qingyu, then so be it.

Uchiha's lips slowly curled up.

"Very good."

Madara Uchiha.

"The strong ruthlessly humiliate the weak. Qingyu made those Sunagakure suffer a loss, truly living up to the name of the Uchiha."

Seeing that Madara Uchiha was in a good mood, White Zetsu added fuel to the fire, "Moreover, Young Master Qingyu's Sharingan has already reached the Three-Tomoe. To achieve such accomplishments at such a young age, even among the Uchiha Clan during the Warring States Era, there wouldn't be many like him. Lord Madara, your judgment was indeed correct."

Madara Uchiha didn't reply, stroking his chin.

Can't you find a few?

I've never seen that before!

At Qingyu's age, he hadn't even awakened his Sharingan yet.

In other words, he only awakened his Sharingan when his parents found out about his playing with Hashirama, forcing them to separate.

However, Qingyu experienced no hindrance in Sharingan, and his abilities increased rapidly.

This made Madara Uchiha realize that perhaps his previous judgment was wrong.

Madara Uchiha closed his eyes, recalling what Izuna had once told him.

"Brother, I've discovered that the Uchiha's abilities have limits. I've learned something from my short life: the more you scheme and plot, the more you'll realize that the Uchiha's abilities have limitations."

"Those arrogant, conceited clansmen who are obsessed with their own power are incapable of truly comprehending the power of the Sharingan. At best, they can become decent Uchiha, but they can never become the strongest."

"Those Uchiha who appear kind and cowardly are actually the ones who can unleash the true power of the Sharingan, which is—love."

At the time, Madara Uchiha didn't understand what Izuna was trying to say.

It wasn't until later that he realized that excessive love inevitably leads to excessive pain, and that the Sharingan would evolve after enduring these impacts.

Madara Uchiha originally believed that Qingyu, like Izuna, was a calm type, lacking in kindness, and thus unable to evolve to the later stages.

But in retrospect, this was merely the standard for pure-blooded Uchiha.

He awakened the Rinnegan by merging with Hashirama's Flesh.

How could Qingyu, who was born with half of the Senju Lineage, not be strong?

It must be this bloodline that allows Qingyu to break through normally without needing any mental state!

"Qingyu possesses Mangekyō -like beauty!"

Madara Uchiha inspiration and thought of this phrase.

Hahaha!

Madara Uchiha into wild laughter.

White Zetsu watched as Madara Uchiha suddenly burst into laughter, and felt that human emotions were so abundant.

In his view, it was just that Madara Uchiha closed his eyes and thought about something for a while, and then suddenly burst into laughter.

Although he didn't quite understand, White Zetsu knew that Lord Madara in a good mood.

What's the current situation in the Shinobi World?

After laughing, Madara Uchiha's smile gradually subsided, and he changed the subject, asking about serious matters.

Black Zetsu, hidden in the shadows, slowly revealed his body only after Madara Uchiha appeared somewhat normal.

"Nerves are on edge in every country."

Black Zetsu spoke.

"The Land of Earth's infiltration into the Konoha of Land of Grass and the Land of Rivers has been thwarted by Ōnoki one after another. That old man, Onoki, is getting restless and is sending more troops to the border. The Land of Lightning is also causing trouble; the Kumogakure's fleet has begun to assemble in the eastern sea, and their target is likely the former site of the Land of Whirlpools."

Black Zetsu paused, a glint of light flashing in his yellow eyes.

The Shinobi World is about to enter a period of chaos similar to the last war.

This is exactly what Black Zetsu wanted.

The more chaotic the situation, the more it facilitates his actions.

"All it takes is a trigger for a full-scale war to break out."

Black Zetsu.

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha slowly nodded.

All of this was within his expectations.

War never comes suddenly; it's like a pot of water that's been slowly heated. By the time everyone realizes it's hot, it's too late to jump out.

"It's good to let Qingyu be tempered in war."

Madara Uchiha said.

"Black Zetsu, find a way to deliver Izuna's sword to Qingyu."

Black Zetsu paused for a moment, a look of confusion flashing in his yellow eyes.

"Izuna's sword, Lord Madara, that sword has always been kept in the Uchiha Clan's shrine, and it won't be easy to retrieve it."

"Furthermore, Qingyu already possesses Senju Tobirama's Sword of the Thunder God, whose power is no less than that of Izuna's sword."

Madara Uchiha coldly.

"That's because it belongs to Senju Tobirama."

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Madara Uchiha's tone carried a hint of disgust.

Damn it, he fought Senju Tobirama his whole life.

Madara Uchiha never expected Senju Tobirama to be so useless, as he was actually killed by Kinkaku and Ginkaku.

No, the Nine-Tails is just a toy in his hands.

What abilities could two mere brats who obtained a portion of the Nine-Tails Chakra possibly possess?

As for those ninja tools?

Madara Uchiha believed that it was not as good as his "Uchiha Gunbai," which was capable of reflecting Ninjutsu.

"What right does Tobirama's sword have to be held by Qingyu? That white-haired bastard, Izuna died by his hand."

Madara Uchiha gripped the armrest tightly with his fingers, breaking off a piece of the hard wood.

In the Shinobi World, whatever a weapon cuts through is called "that cut".

Bone cutter means to break bones, and armor cutter means to break armor.

Therefore, every time Madara Uchiha saw Qingyu wielding the Sword of the Thunder God, he felt that he was holding "Izuna".

Even though it wasn't the same weapon, Madara Uchiha would still think that way.

Black Zetsu fell silent upon hearing this.

White Zetsu glanced at Black Zetsu discreetly, a rare hint of embarrassment appearing on his pale face.

He clearly realized that his previous attempt to flatter had backfired. Last time, he had praised Qingyu for cooking well using Tobirama's sword, and Lord Madara's expression at the time was rather subtle.

Black Zetsu was looking at Madara Uchiha.

He thought to himself, "That old bastard Madara Uchiha is addicted to role-playing."

Despite being an ancestor of the Uchiha Clan, he wanders around with the name of a Senju clan member, enthusiastically giving Qingyu scrolls and Ninjutsu, acting like a kind old grandfather.

But Black Zetsu knew that this might just be Madara Uchiha's true nature.

In Madara Uchiha's view, his role was that of the savior who would appear at the last moment.

He believed he was the only one who could save the world, and that "Infinite Tsukuyomi" was the only path to eternal peace.

That's fine too.

Black Zetsu sneered inwardly.

The more Madara Uchiha immersed himself in his own narrative, the easier it was for him to be manipulated.

"Yes, Lord Madara."

Black Zetsu lowered his head.

"I will find a way to deliver Izuna's sword to Qingyu."

"Never mind."

Madara Uchiha suddenly raised his hand, interrupting Black Zetsu.

I'll deliver it myself.

He stood up from his stone seat.

The candlelight flickered on his aged face, casting its light on and off his wrinkled features.

He Hand Seals, Chakra gathered in his hands.

"Wood Clone Technique."

With a bang, the white smoke dissipated, and a clone that looked exactly like Madara Uchiha appeared in the cave.

White Zetsu immediately understood and parasitized the Wood Clone, continuously providing Chakra.

Let's go.

Madara Uchiha's Wood Clone spoke calmly, then turned and walked towards the cave's exit.

"Go Qingyu, and while you're at it, give him Izuna's sword."

His figure quickly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only white smoke slowly dissipating.

Black Zetsu looked in the direction where the Wood Clone disappeared, then looked at Madara Uchiha's main body, who had closed his eyes again, remained silent for a moment, and slowly sank into the shadows of the ground.

Silence returned to the cave.

Only the candlelight's shadow cast on the stone wall remained flickering.

I really hope I get a good teammate.

Yūhi Kurenai sighed.

I've heard that some teammates are difficult to get along with.

"You can definitely do it, Red."

Rin Nohara comforted her.

Qingyu watched the two women start talking, then stood up and said, "I'll head back now. See you this afternoon, Hong, Lin."

He has to rush back to cook.

Tsunade should be waking up soon.

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"See you this afternoon, Qingyu."

See you this afternoon.

Yūhi Kurenai and Rin Nohara both waved to Qingyu.

Qingyu then headed home.

Not long after, Qingyu returned to her front door.

"Qingyu, I'm finally about to graduate."

Qingyu had just Gate of Opening when she heard Shizune's voice.

Qingyu nodded, seeing her happy expression.

He walked over and reached out to ruffle Shizune's hair.

Congratulations, you 'Shizune.

Qingyu pondered to herself.

Perhaps because of him, many people around him, except for Kakashi, graduated at a different age than in the original story.

Rin Nohara, Yūhi Kurenai, Obito, Might Shizune Might Guy, all arrived later than in the original story.

But this time, the Ninja Academy of Konoha seems impatient.

War is about to break out, and the village needs more ninjas, even if they are just Genin.

Therefore, the number of graduates this year far exceeds that of previous years; it's almost as if every possible graduate has been included.

Let's all get together tonight.

Qingyu spoke, interrupting Shizune's thoughts.

"Let's invite Hong, Lin, Kakashi, and the others to celebrate your graduation."

Shizune nodded, a hopeful smile on her face.

"I'll go get Sister Tsunade."

After Qingyu finished speaking, she turned and walked towards the second floor.

Tsunade's door was ajar.

Qingyu raised her hand and knocked twice, but there was no response.

"Sister Tsunade?"

Qingyu knocked twice more, but there was still no sound.

He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and pushed open the door.

The curtains in the room were drawn tightly shut, with only a few rays of sunlight filtering through the gaps.

A faint aroma of sake and Tsunade's unique scent mingled in the air, creating a distinctive fragrance.

On the bed, the blankets were piled up in a messy heap.

Tsunade side on the mattress, her long golden hair scattered messily on the pillow, the ends of which hung down from the edge of the bed, almost touching the floor.

One of her arms was draped outside the blanket, while the other hand was tucked inside.

What's most striking is her legs.

Two long, slender, snow-white legs stretched out from under the blanket, one foot on the mattress and the other casually draped over the blanket.

The blanket barely covered her abdomen. From Qingyu's perspective, one could see the heavy outline of the majestic snow-capped mountains pressed against the blanket, rising and falling gently with Tsunade's even breathing.

Qingyu stood at the doorway, silent for a moment.

He walked over, squatted down by the bed, and gently nudged Tsunade's shoulder.

"Sister Tsunade, wake up."

Tsunade let out a muffled moan, frowned, but did not open her eyes.

"Sister Tsunade."

Qingyu called out again, increasing the pressure on her hand.

Tsunade's eyelashes trembled, and she finally slowly opened her eyes.

His brown-gold pupils were still somewhat unfocused, and it took several seconds for them to focus on Qingyu's face.

"----It's you Qingyu."

Tsunade Teuchi a big yawn, and her pink tongue was faintly visible inside her mouth.

She stretched and raised her arms.

The heavy silhouette pressed into an even more spectacular shape on the quilt.

Qingyu looked away without changing her expression and stood up.

"Time to get up. Shizune graduated these past two days; we're going to celebrate together tonight."

"Graduate?"

Tsunade blinked, seemingly not fully awake yet.

She sat on the bed, the blanket slipping off her body, revealing her rounded shoulders.

She looked down at herself, then grabbed the coat next to her and put it on. Barefoot, she got out of bed and headed towards the bathroom.

Shallow footprints were left on the floor.

"I see."

Tsunade said while yawning.

Upon seeing this, Qingyu went downstairs first.

Tsunade, still half-asleep, picked up a toothbrush, squeezed half a tube of toothpaste onto it, and then idly rubbed it in.

After washing up, Tsunade picked up a comb, casually combed her hair a few times, then walked to the wardrobe, pulled out a light green long coat, and draped it over her shoulders.

The coat was clearly a bit looser than her size, but it still accentuated her incredibly curvaceous figure.

Tsunade went downstairs and sat down at the dining table.

Qingyu served her a bowl of rice and then brought out several small dishes from the kitchen and placed them on the table.

Tsunade picked up her chopsticks, took a slice of pickled radish, and put it in her mouth.

What are your plans for today?

Qingyu sat down opposite her and asked.

"Nothing's planned."

Tsunade answered casually, picking up a piece of fried egg and stuffing it into her mouth.

"Before dinner tonight, could Sister Tsunade spar with me?"

Qingyu put down her chopsticks and looked at Tsunade seriously.

Tsunade paused in her act of picking up food.

She looked up at Qingyu, her eyebrows slightly raised.

"Sparring? You can find someone else."

Tsunade's tone carried a hint of doubt.

"Don't Rin Nohara and Yūhi Kurenai often come to train with you? And that white-haired brat Kakashi, aren't you guys Tenten fighting in the Training Ground? What, are you tired of fighting them?"

"Sister Tsunade, how can anyone else compare to you?"

Qingyu said.

Women are like fine wine.

A woman like Tsunade is like a fine wine that remains perfectly youthful even after years of refinement.

Yūhi Kurenai, Rin Nohara, Shizune are all still developing, like a jar of new wine that hasn't fully fermented yet.

Qingyu's attitude towards them was more about care and protection, like treating flower buds that needed nurturing.

But Tsunade is different; she exudes the unique charm of a mature woman.

At this age, Qingyu saw Tsunade as the most attractive woman.

Hearing Qingyu's words, Tsunade gave a light hum, her mood improving considerably.

"You smooth-talking brat."

She said this, but the corners of her mouth couldn't help but curl up.

The sense of satisfaction from being needed made her feel lighter.

Then she looked at the ramen that Qingyu had made on the table, and instantly felt her appetite return.

"Then I'll take pity on you and stay with you!"

Tsunade spoke.

"I want to go see it too, Qingyu."

"Shizune," she said.

Let's go together.

Qingyu nodded and said.