No woman could refuse free cosmetics. If there was one, it was only because she had not been given enough!
Under Uchiha Yū's repeated offensive, she finally surrendered and waited to hear what he would say next.
"Only an insignificant amount of blood is needed. It will not harm your body."
Pakura's Bloodline Limit was undoubtedly an extremely powerful offensive ability. Whether he kept it for his own research or gave it to Orochimaru, it would yield excellent results.
Yet at the critical moment, she hesitated. A Bloodline Limit was extremely important to the village. If it leaked out, it would be an enormous loss for the village.
"Lady Pakura, please do not worry. We only need to draw a very small amount of blood for research."
Uchiha Yū gestured with his hand—around fifty milliliters. To dispel her concerns, he directly took out a glass vial.
"Fine. As long as you do not use my blood for any strange experiments."
Such a small amount of blood posed no burden to Pakura. Besides, whenever she was injured on a mission, she lost far more blood than a glass vial could hold.
He invited her into a room in the back, where professional equipment had already been prepared. In just a few dozen seconds, a vial of blood lay before them.
He had to plan for the future. No one knew when he would next come to Sunagakure. Especially once war broke out, Uchiha Yū would not be able to enter and leave the village freely, or even travel in and out of the Land of Wind as he pleased, lest trouble arise.
While peace still lasted, he needed to collect Sunagakure's various Bloodline Limits for research, to see exactly how their bodies differed from ordinary people and lay the groundwork for