Bad News

Very soon.

Under Natsume's temptation, Madara ultimately signed an expensive, unequal sponsorship contract.

He promised that for the next ten years, all profits would be split thirty-seventy with Natsume.

As for who got thirty and who got seventy?

That went without saying.

Of course, this was beneficial to both sides.

Natsume truly needed Madara to grow stronger and help him swallow up more Otsutsuki resources and forces.

And Madara only wanted to hurry up and increase his strength, to catch up to Natsume!

As for any future gains?

He did not care in the slightest.

Thirty percent, twenty percent... it did not matter.

Fighting stronger enemies and dancing an even more dazzling dance—that was his true pursuit!

However, Natsume was in no rush to help Madara break through to the [Six Paths Peak].

Madara had only just absorbed the fruit and advanced to [Six Paths Third Stage].

In the eyes of others, that was already astonishingly fast progress!

If he directly broke through to the [Six Paths Peak] again, there would be no way to explain it!

Where had all those [Type III Fruits] come from? And where had he borrowed an unknown [Divine Artifact] to compress the pills?

By then, he would inevitably draw the attention of the [Council's upper ranks].

That would be no different from blowing their own cover.

Therefore, no matter what, they had to wait until the army set out and arrived at the [New Starfield] before making the breakthrough.

By then, with the vast new region and the complicated pioneering tasks...

Even if someone noticed Madara's abnormality, it would be difficult for them to hold him accountable.

And if all else failed, they could always let the dead keep the secret!

"How much longer until we set off?"

"Somewhere between one and three