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Three months passed in the blink of an eye. As the year drew to a close, the winter chill deepened.

For the past three months, Yusuke's routine had been fixed on a single path, obsessed with training to the point of being unable to extricate himself.

On the training ground within the courtyard, a figure darted about at high speed.

Yusuke gripped his archaic-styled greatsword tightly. Upon the blade, it was not the usual luster of metal that shimmered.

Instead, crackling arcs of electricity and billowing flames were entwined around it.

Under his precise control, the nature transformations of lightning and fire reached a certain equilibrium.

The greatsword in Yusuke's hand instantly became a true "Thunder-Fire Sword."

As the longsword swept past a wooden post, it cut through like a hot knife through butter, and the post, as thick as an adult's waist, snapped at the sound.

"Lightning Style: Lightning Fang!"

Yusuke let out another low shout. Rather than using hand seals, he channeled lightning-style chakra directly into the blade.

Following his slash, a fang-shaped shockwave composed of electricity detached from the tip of the sword and shot out.

Several targets in the distance were blasted to pieces, and the wooden posts behind them did not escape unscathed, left charred by the electricity.

He exhaled a puff of white mist and stood still, sheathing his sword.

Hashirama Senju's development notes on seal-less ninjutsu had benefited Yusuke greatly.

He no longer clung to traditional hand-seal casting, instead treating the greatsword as an extension of his own body.

The shape and nature transformations of his chakra were focused entirely on the sword in his hand.

Now, he could skillfully "enchant" the greatsword and switch attributes as needed.

He had even truly achieved the state where "where the sword points, ninjutsu erupts."

As for genjutsu, under the strictly demanding guidance of Tohka Senju, his mastery had reached the entry-level stage, attaining the second tier: "Drowning in Illusion."

Although he could not yet plant "suggestions" or cast multiple illusions, it was enough to instantly turn the tide of battle.

His training in the Flying Thunder God technique had made even more breakthrough progress.

Relying on his profound understanding of spatial markers and his heaven-defying comprehension, he could now successfully execute instantaneous movement.

It was only limited by his proficiency and practical combat experience; precise positioning and continuous execution during high-speed combat still required refinement.

His ultimate trump card, however, was [Stage 1: Incursio*Leather Armor Form].

With the aid of the special medicine prepared by Tsunade, his physique had undergone a complete transformation.

He felt his body could now withstand the burden of the first stage of Incursio, no longer suffering the severe injuries that occurred whenever he used it before.

However, the duration was not very long, only about two and a half minutes.

Even without wearing Incursio, Yusuke now possessed the strength of an elite Jonin through ninjutsu, taijutsu, and genjutsu alone.

With a little more polishing, he believed it would be easy to step into the Kage level.

"Not bad, it's starting to look like something."

Tohka Senju's cold voice drifted down from the veranda.

"Your chakra control is acceptable, but the stability of your shape transformation needs strengthening."

"The balance of lightning and fire looks flashy, but if you encounter a strong enemy, the slightest loss of control will become a fatal flaw."

Her gaze was like a torch, scrutinizing the results of Yusuke's training.

"Yes, Teacher." Yusuke bowed respectfully.

Tohka's requirements for him were extremely high; this progress was likely only a passing grade in her eyes.

"However, with your current strength, it is difficult to improve further; you need to be tempered in life-or-death combat."

Tohka changed the subject, a sharp glint flashing in her eyes.

Perhaps he can use members of "Root" to practice, Tohka thought.

Inside the Hokage office, smoke swirled.

Sarutobi Hiruzen sat behind the large desk, his brows tightly locked.

He had just finished listening to the emergency intelligence from the Land of Whirlpools brought back by the Anbu captain.

Across the desk, Shimura Danzō leaned on his cane, expressionless. His single eye was lowered, as if he were resting his mind.

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu, the two Hokage advisors, sat on either side with grave expressions.

"Everyone, the Land of Whirlpools is Konoha's most important ally and the ancestral home of Lady Mito. In terms of both sentiment and reason, we must act immediately."

Sarutobi Hiruzen exhaled a cloud of thick smoke and looked around at the three, his gaze finally landing on Danzō.

Utatane Koharu spoke first, her tone filled with concern: "Hiruzen, we understand how you feel."

"But Anbu intelligence also shows that the forces besieging the Land of Whirlpools are mixed, with the shadows of at least two or three Great Nations among them."

"If we intervene rashly, will it immediately draw the flames of war toward Konoha?"

Mitokado Homura adjusted his glasses and chimed in, "Koharu makes a valid point."

"Should we not first identify exactly which forces are making a move and assess the risks before reaching a decision?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression darkened as he tapped the table. "Identify them? By the time we identify them, the Land of Whirlpools may no longer exist!"

"Furthermore, if the Uzumaki Clan is wiped out and their sealing techniques fall into the hands of enemy nations, it will pose an even greater threat to Konoha."

At this moment, Shimura Danzō, who had remained silent, slowly raised his head. His single eye opened, flashing with a sharp glint.

"Hiruzen, your way of thinking is far too naive." Danzō's voice was hoarse and cold.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at him with a sharp gaze. "Danzō, what do you mean by that?"

Danzō spoke unhurriedly, "It was only a matter of time before the sealing techniques of the Land of Whirlpools were coveted by others."

"And you must all be clear on one thing: the Nine-Tails is still inside Lady Mito."

"The Nine-Tails must belong to Konoha, not the Land of Whirlpools."

"Precisely because the Uzumaki Clan is Lady Mito's maternal kin, the Land of Whirlpools must perish."

Danzō leaned forward slightly, carrying the confidence of one who controlled the entire board.

"Yet, if we do not send troops, we cannot answer to Lady Mito."

"If we deploy immediately, we will face the combined military might of several great nations, and our losses will inevitably be heavy."

"But what if we were to delay by a few days?"

Utatane Koharu and Mitokado Homura exchanged glances, seemingly having guessed Danzō's intent.

Danzō continued, "Let the Land of Whirlpools and those greedy hyenas tear each other apart for a few days first."

"The Uzumaki Clan has a deep foundation, after all; they will surely make the invading enemies pay a heavy price."

"Once they have both been battered and exhausted, my Konoha elites will intervene with the force of a thunderbolt."

"This way, we can not only 'rescue' our allies at the minimum cost but also greatly weaken the strength of the other villages."

"By then, the surviving members of the Uzumaki Clan will be forced to rely even more on Konoha."

"And we can take this opportunity to 'properly' secure those dangerous sealing techniques."

He deliberately emphasized the words "rescue" and "properly," the underlying meaning of which was self-evident.

This was no rescue; it was clearly a case of watching the tigers fight from the mountain, only to descend and reap the spoils, perhaps even annexing the legacy of the Land of Whirlpools in the process.

"Absurd!" Sarutobi Hiruzen slammed his hand on the table, sending ash flying.

Danzō remained unmoved by the rebuke, instead sneering, "Hiruzen, you are being far too emotional."

"As Hokage, your first consideration must be the absolute interests of the village. Dragging the village into an unpredictable quagmire of war is the greatest form of irresponsibility!"

"With your indecisive character, how can you lead Konoha toward greatness?"

"You!" Sarutobi Hiruzen was so angry his face turned pale.

Seeing this, Utatane Koharu hurriedly tried to mediate. "Hiruzen, while Danzō's words are blunt, they are not without merit."

"For the sake of the village's stability, a degree of caution is necessary."

Mitokado Homura nodded as well. "Indeed, Hiruzen. Danzō's plan, while not exactly honorable..."

"Looking at the results, it would indeed preserve Konoha's interests to the greatest extent and eliminate future threats."

"I believe it can be adopted."

The vote was three to one.

Sarutobi Hiruzen looked at his two advisors, then at the cold-faced Danzō, a sense of defeat welling up in his heart.

He remained silent for a long time, the atmosphere in the office becoming suffocatingly heavy.

Finally, he slumped back into his chair, his voice hoarse. "Proceed as Danzō says. Delay... the deployment by three days."

A glimmer of triumph flashed in Danzō's single eye, and he immediately pressed his advantage.

"Since that is the case, to ensure the operation goes smoothly, I should have full authority over the command of this rescue mission."

"I will draft a list of elites to ensure we achieve our strategic objectives with minimal cost."

Sarutobi Hiruzen waved his hand wearily, a silent acquiescence.

Danzō bowed slightly, a cold, imperceptible arc forming at the corner of his mouth.

He had planned everything while sitting in silence just moments ago.

The list would not only include his own "people" trained in Root, but more importantly, it would allow him to cleverly insert a large number of hidden Senju Clan stalwarts.

War meant death, and in the past three months, he had identified quite a few key members of the Senju Clan.

Of course, the name of the "traitor" who had to be eliminated—Yusuke—was also prominently on the list.

Borrowing a knife to kill, purging dissenters, and solidifying control over the Nine-Tails.

All of this would be accomplished on the chaotic battlefield of the Land of Whirlpools.

Hiruzen, you truly are not fit to be Hokage. Master Tobirama was wrong. Danzō sneered inwardly before turning to leave.

A "rescue" operation built on conspiracy was thus set in motion.