"I can't help you."
Yeyu refused without hesitation.
Sasuke lowered his head and said nothing more.
"Anything else?" Yeyu asked.
"What if I traded you the Uchiha Clan's techniques?" Sasuke looked at Yeyu.
It was the only thing he had to offer.
Many of the Uchiha Clan's techniques were sealed away on the Stone Tablet in the Ancestral Shrine.
Only those who had awakened the Sharingan could read it.
Yeyu smiled. "I'm not interested."
The Uchiha Clan's techniques really had no value to Yeyu.
His fighting style was completely incompatible with the Uchiha Clan's techniques.
Now that even his last hope was gone, Sasuke felt helpless.
Although many people said he came from a prestigious clan, Yeyu wasn't interested in anything he had to offer.
Thinking of Sakura's description of Yeyu's battle in the Land of Waves, it seemed Yeyu was even stronger than Itachi Uchiha. It was only natural that he wasn't interested in the Uchiha Clan's techniques.
"How can I get stronger?"
He raised his head and looked at Yeyu.
Since Yeyu wouldn't help him, at least he could give him some advice.
Advice from a strong shinobi had to be much better than blindly training on his own.
This time, Yeyu didn't refuse him like before.
After thinking for a moment, he said to Sasuke, "Your eyes."
"My eyes? You mean the Sharingan?"
Yeyu nodded.
Sasuke hesitated. "But my Sharingan is too weak."
"That's because you haven't used it properly," Yeyu said.
"The Sharingan's most important ability isn't copying, but perception and genjutsu."
"And perception works best when combined with other techniques."
"Taijutsu is especially well suited to it."
Before it evolved into the Mangekyō Sharingan, the Sharingan was actually inferior to the Byakugan.
Everything the Sharingan could do, the Byakugan could do too—and the Byakugan could