Sharingan Evolution!

White Zetsu's half-face peeked out from behind Madara Uchiha's neck, and he could also see through the window that Qingyu was using the Sword of the Thunder God to process fish.

"Lord Madara, Qingyu's swordsmanship is truly excellent."

White Zetsu knew that Madara Uchiha thought highly of Qingyu, so he chose to say things that Madara Uchiha wanted to hear.

"Hmph, this brat actually used Izuna's swordsmanship to do these things!"

Madara Uchiha coldly.

White Zetsu looked at Madara Uchiha and realized he had made a mistake.

"But Qingyu's sword seems to be Tobirama's sword."

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White Zetsu spoke again.

Upon hearing Madara Uchiha glanced at him again.

This was indeed the case.

He was so focused on Izuna's swordsmanship that he almost overlooked what weapon Qingyu was using.

That's great!

Madara Uchiha smiled slightly.

The sword that evil old devil Senju Tobirama used is perfect for cutting vegetables.

Rin Nohara also found it very strange.

Kakashi can also cook fish, Rin Nohara even visited him.

Even with Kakashi's swordsmanship, he still had to use a kitchen knife.

Qingyu managed to finish the job in an instant using such a long weapon.

Then, Qingyu took off his coat, and the white inner lining clearly outlined his tall and slender figure. The lines of his shoulders had shed the thinness of a boy and gained more of the toughness of a ninja.

Rin Nohara's gaze lingered on his back for a moment before quickly shifting away, a blush seemingly creeping onto the back of her neck.

Qingyu awakened his Sharingan.

One-Tomoe slowly rotated in his pupil.

He suddenly thought of Uchiha Itachi. Uchiha Itachi could activate his Sharingan and make a perfect fried egg in order to cook for Sasuke.

And Qingyu can make perfect fish soup today!

Qingyu's Sharingan focused on the fluctuations of the hot oil at the bottom of the pot, and at the moment the oil reached its optimal temperature, he slid the fish head into the pot.

The Setsuna the hot oil comes into contact with the fish skin, the surface of the skin quickly tightens, locking in the juices inside.

Not long after, Qingyu, having finished her work, lifted the lid of the pot, and a rich, fresh aroma instantly wafted out.

Rin Nohara sniffed lightly.

"It smells so good."

Shizune nodded, and she also sniffed.

Perhaps because Qingyu had used his Sharingan other Chef cook in the past, Qingyu's cooking skills have always been excellent.

Sometimes, he would even come up with dishes that even Konoha had never made before.

In response, Qingyu was referring to the cuisine he developed himself.

Madara Uchiha stood in the shadows not far from the window, the aroma of fish soup wafting into his nostrils.

Warring States Era, Izuna also activated his Sharingan to cook for him in this way.

They even claimed that using the Sharingan was the best way to process ingredients and lock in their freshness.

Qingyu, what a good child.

Madara Uchiha.

Coming here today was definitely the right decision.

As Qingyu picked up the casserole and turned to take the fish soup out, a line of text suddenly appeared in front of her.

He also realized that his older brother had given him a tip!

[Collectible trait detected: Deep Brotherly Love]

[C-Rank Trait: Deep Brotherly Love]

[Effect: Increases the Uchiha Clan's bloodline power by 40%, and enhances the projection ability of Yin Release.]

[Crafting: Mastery of five Genjutsu will upgrade to a higher-level trait.]

Qingyu paused for a moment.

Brotherly Love!?

Qingyu immediately thought of a certain famous brother-obsessed person.

Clearly, today's top pick is likely to be Madara Uchiha!

A surge of heat rose from the depths of his eyes, and warm Chakra flowed along the meridians around his eye sockets toward his pupils.

In his pupils, the second Tomoe was slowly taking shape.

Two-Tomoe Sharingan!

In an instant, Qingyu felt that the motion capture capability had improved significantly.

More importantly, the conditions under which he could copy the opponent's Ninjutsu were much more relaxed.

"!"

Shizune was shocked when she saw Qingyu's Sharingan.

No way, cooking a meal can open your eyes?

"Qingyu, your eyes—"

Rin Nohara also noticed that Qingyu's eye had an extra Tomoe a type of eye ornament) that was slowly rotating.

Can cooking allow your Sharingan to evolve?

She had always known that Qingyu was a genius, but wasn't this way of opening her eyes a bit too outrageous?

If those members of the Uchiha Clan who barely awakened their Sharingan after fighting tooth and nail on the battlefield found out, they'd probably smash their stoves to pieces.

"Nothing."

Qingyu blinked, the Two-Tomoe in her pupils disappeared, and her usual black eyes returned to normal.

"How fortunate! It was merely a spontaneous expression of my feelings."

"In my opinion, being able to enjoy a peaceful daily life with companions is a very happy thing."

Qingyu made this up on the spot.

Rin Nohara and Shizune didn't know much about the Sharingan, so they were immediately intimidated.

Only Madara Uchiha outside the window, twitched his lips.

He had lived most of his life, fighting from the Warring States Era to the ninja village era. He had seen people open their eyes because their relatives were killed, because their friends died in front of them, and because they were burdened with unbearable sins.

Madara Uchiha had never seen someone gain insight into cooking before.

He came here today simply to check on Qingyu's training progress and to bring him the Fire Release scrolls that Izuna had left behind.

As a result, Qingyu pulled this stunt on him.

In the living room, Tsunade sat up from the sofa.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, her long golden hair slipping off her fair shoulders, looking completely unlike the usual imposing figure of the Sannin.

My head was still a little heavy from the hangover, and the sky outside the window had changed from the bright midday light to the dusky yellow of evening.

This reversal of day and night suddenly brought a strange sense of loneliness to Tsunade's heart.

She often does this.

Ever since Nawaki and Dan Katō died, she has been using alcohol to fill the empty time.

Anyway, she's medical-nin, so no matter how much alcohol she drinks, she can use Medical Ninjutsu to prevent any side effects.

Tsunade still somewhat dizzy head, trying to clear her mind of these chaotic thoughts.

Then, she smelled a fragrance.

The soup is rich in fish flavor, has a mild ginger aroma, and a unique fragrance that comes from tofu that has been simmering in the broth for a while.

The three flavors intertwined, warming the body all the way down to the stomach.

She swallowed hard.

Tsunade turned her head and saw Qingyu walking towards her with a bowl of fish soup.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on Qingyu, giving him a warm golden edge.

"Sister Tsunade, come and eat!"

Qingyu placed the fish soup on the coffee table in front of her, and then handed her a pair of chopsticks and a spoon.

The fish soup in the bowl was thick and milky white, with a few golden oil droplets floating on the surface. Tofu cubes swayed gently in the soup, and green scallion segments were scattered among them.

Tsunade looked down at the bowl of soup, a warmth spreading through her heart.

This kid really likes taking care of people.

She suddenly felt that the loneliness in the living room had dissipated as the steam from the bowl of soup had been evaporated.

"----Um.

Tsunade took the spoon, scooped up a spoonful of soup, and put it in her mouth.

The moment the fish soup touches your tongue, a rich, savory flavor spreads across your palate.

I just felt that this kid really had some skills.