Tobirama's Oath

"Big Brother, Second Brother, let's go see an old friend together!" Qin Mo said meaningfully.

Madara and Izuna smiled knowingly.

The three of them walked toward the dungeon.

The cold moonlight was shut out by the thick stone walls.

At that moment, deep in the dungeon, only a few torches flickered with dim yellow light, casting wavering shadows over the damp vapor on the walls.

The heavy iron door slowly opened amid an ear-piercing scrape.

The figures of Qin Mo, Madara, and Izuna appeared at the entrance.

In the center of the cell, Senju Tobirama's hands and feet were tightly bound to a cold stone pillar by thick refined-iron chains carved all over with sealing runes.

As the footsteps drew near, Tobirama abruptly raised his head, his eyes exploding with bone-deep hatred and fury in the murky light.

Like an enraged caged beast, his gaze locked hard onto the three of them, as if he meant to tear them apart with his eyes!

"Evil Uchiha... brats!" Tobirama's voice was hoarse and filled with viciousness.

"Save your strength, white-hair." Izuna's face carried undisguised mockery. "A prisoner should know his place.

If glaring could kill, you Senju would have unified the shinobi world long ago."

Madara said coldly, "Tomorrow, at the northeastern border, the Uchiha and Senju will formally negotiate.

Whether you live or die depends on that old bastard Butsuma's choice."

A trace of wariness flashed through Tobirama's eyes. "What scheme are you plotting now?"

Madara did not answer. He only looked at him coldly.

Just then, Qin Mo took a neatly folded cloth garment from his wide sleeve.

However, when Qin Mo shook it open, Tobirama's pupils abruptly contracted!

The lining of that cloth garment was densely covered, layer upon layer, with hundreds of explosive tags!

The chakra fluctuations flowing over every single tag were clearly visible, connected to one another to form an extremely dangerous whole!

"You... what exactly are you trying to do?" Even with Tobirama's iron will, a chill rose up his spine at that moment.

"Just in case." Qin Mo's voice was calm, without the slightest ripple.

His movements were swift and efficient. Ignoring Tobirama's furious struggles, he forcefully slipped this "garment of death" covered in explosive tags inside Tobirama's prison clothes!

The cold paper pressed close against his skin, and the destructive energy that could erupt at any moment made every muscle in Tobirama's body tense instantly!

"Despicable! You shameless villain!!" Tobirama roared hoarsely, spittle nearly spraying onto Qin Mo's face. "Uchiha Mo! You'll die a horrible death!"

Qin Mo only took one step back and carefully straightened the garment, making sure the explosive tags completely covered Tobirama's vital points.

"Tomorrow, if your father, Senju Butsuma, can recognize reality and negotiate properly, you'll be able to go back in one piece.

If he dares play any crooked tricks..." Qin Mo's voice suddenly turned cold. "Then he'll have to bury his own son and collect your corpse."

"Don't dream of succeeding!" Tobirama roared. "If I make it back alive!

I swear!

I will spend my entire life researching the ultimate forbidden technique, one beyond your imagination, one powerful enough to crush every Sharingan!

I will capture the three of you alive, one by one!

Torture you to death in the most painful way possible!

And make you regret everything you've done today!"

"Big words!" Izuna sneered. "You? You think you can surpass the Uchiha's dojutsu?

Let me tell you, no matter what bizarre forbidden technique you come up with, before absolute power, it will be nothing but a clay chicken and a pottery dog!

I, Uchiha Izuna, will be waiting for your challenge anytime!"

"Heh..." Tobirama gave a cold laugh. "Then... we'll see."

Qin Mo gave Tobirama a deep look.

He knew Senju Tobirama was definitely not bluffing.

In the original work, it was precisely he who developed spacetime ninjutsu like the Flying Thunder God Slash, accurately catching the opening when Izuna's Mangekyo Sharingan switched, and ended Izuna's life.

Letting him go back was no different from releasing a tiger back to the mountain, leaving endless future trouble.

But Qin Mo had no other choice.

Killing Senju Tobirama could certainly eliminate a grave future threat, but it would very likely become the fuse that detonated Senju Hashirama, that "human-shaped nuclear bomb."

That man who possessed Asura Chakra and was favored by fate.

If he erupted in the depths of rage and grief, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Even more terrifying, if this happened to alarm that old monster sleeping in the gap between reality and the Pure Land, the one who wielded the power of the Rinnegan...

Qin Mo did not dare imagine what a disastrous situation that would be.

With his current strength, he was still not enough to face an opponent of that level.

The last time he had narrowly defeated Hyuga Tennin, who possessed the Reincarnation Eye, was largely because Black Zetsu's energy had been squandered by Hyuga Tennin.

And now, there was only one plan: delay!

Use Senju Tobirama as a hostage and delay an all-out war between the Uchiha and Senju as much as possible.

Even if he could only delay it by a few years, that would be enough!

As long as he was given a few more years to obtain stronger power from the system, to raise the overall strength of the Uchiha Clan another level, to make the foundation of the "Uchiha Dynasty" even more stable...

When the time came, even if the progenitor of chakra, Kaguya Otsutsuki, descended, he might not be without the strength to fight!

"Watch him." Qin Mo cast one last glance at Senju Tobirama and ordered the guards outside the door coldly, "Without my order, no one is to approach."

"Yes! Young Master Mo!" the guards answered with reverence in their voices.

Qin Mo and the other two did not linger any longer. They turned and walked out of the dungeon.

The next day, just as dawn broke, a heavy air of impending battle had already gathered before the gates of the Uchiha Clan Grounds.

Crimson Snow, Jin, Yan, Cang, Shun, Hozuki Dark Moon, and Xue Tahai, seven in total, wore dark fitted outfits, their wide bamboo hats pulled very low. Like seven silent statues, they guarded Qin Mo closely from behind.

Madara and Izuna stood beside Qin Mo as well, both with an imposing aura.

The first elder and second elder radiated the profound presence of powerful experts, heavy as mountains.

Behind them, fourteen elite Uchiha jonin escorted Senju Tobirama and five captured Senju jonin.

Senju Tobirama was bound by specially made chains. The cloth garment whose lining was covered in explosive tags was concealed beneath his outer robe.

But the sensation of the cold paper pressed against his skin constantly reminded him of the threat of death.

Uchiha Tajima stood at the entrance of the clan grounds with the entire clan, seeing them off.

His gaze swept over his three sons one by one. "Madara, Izuna, Mo, be careful in all things!"

Standing beside Tajima, Uchiha Miho wore a plain, elegant deep-purple kimono, her eyes especially bright in the morning light.

She looked at Qin Mo and the other two, saying with concern, "Children, you must come back safely!"

"Father, Aunt Miho, don't worry." Qin Mo nodded slightly.

Madara and Izuna also gave solemn promises.

Under Tajima and Miho's reluctant gazes, this force representing the current strongest power of the Uchiha...

Like a blade drawn from its sheath, it swiftly vanished at the end of the road leading to the northeastern border.