Fooling White Zetsu

"Oh? Uchiha Feng, you know me?"

White Zetsu, having been recognized by Feng at a glance, was also taken aback. He withdrew his killing intent and asked curiously.

Uchiha Feng! Damn it, this is bad. Even my real identity has been exposed.

Looks like Black Zetsu most likely knows about me too.

Hearing White Zetsu call out his real name, Feng felt that things had gone terribly wrong.

Huff... exhale...

So as not to affect his thinking, he took a deep breath and deliberately relaxed his mind.

Only after pondering for a moment did he continue.

"Hehe, not only do I know your name is White Zetsu, I also know about Madara Uchiha and Black Zetsu behind you."

"Huh?? You even know that!!

Then can you tell me what taking a dump feels like?"

White Zetsu was initially surprised, but what he said next made Feng's face darken.

"...You should ask Madara about that. After all, he's your partner."

Suppressing the urge to complain, Feng responded as calmly as possible.

"That's true, but I asked Madara, and he wouldn't tell me. Sometimes he even beats me up."

White Zetsu looked full of regret and dissatisfaction.

"Stop! Let's not discuss that anymore.

Can you tell me why you came here??"

Afraid that he would truly lose control and attack if this continued, Feng hurriedly changed the subject and voiced the question in his heart.

"Oh, it's nothing. Madara discovered an Uchiha who defected from Konoha.

He thought you might get in the way, so he sent me to kill you."

White Zetsu spoke with an indifferent expression.

Since they had investigated Uchiha Feng in detail, neither he nor Madara, who had sent him, believed that a single White Zetsu would be unable to deal with Feng.

Therefore, White Zetsu did not mind chatting with Feng a little longer.

After all, being hung on the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path without speaking for so long had been stifling. It was rare for him to get some fresh air—go on a mission—so naturally, he wanted to talk as much as possible.

"Madara... then does Black Zetsu know I exist?"

Feng did not pay much attention to the current "Madara," Obito. What concerned him more was the Black Zetsu hidden even deeper behind him.

That ancient schemer who had hidden himself for a thousand years was someone even veteran Naruto fans who had finished the series knew little about.

As a casual Naruto fan, Feng knew even less, so he had no choice but to treat him carefully.

However, he did not reveal "Madara's" true identity, lest he invite even bigger trouble.

"Black Zetsu? I don't know."

White Zetsu answered casually.

"?? You don't know?

Do you mean he doesn't know I exist, or that you don't know whether he knows?"

Feng wiped nonexistent cold sweat from his forehead and pressed further.

Dealing with "Madara" and dealing with Black Zetsu required entirely different approaches. He had to clarify this.

"Oh, Black Zetsu knows about you, but he doesn't care.

He happened to be away when Madara sent me to kill you, so he doesn't know about this."

White Zetsu still looked utterly unconcerned.

"In that case, why don't you help me pass a few words to Black Zetsu?

Let him decide whether we fight or leave each other alone.

After all, Black Zetsu is your White Zetsus' real boss, not Madara."

The moment Feng finished speaking, White Zetsu's brow furrowed. He discarded his careless attitude and revealed a grave expression.

Although the White Zetsus were foolish, they knew what mattered when something serious happened.

"Where did you learn that!!"

White Zetsu stared at Feng, his killing intent completely engulfing him.

"Hehe, that is something I cannot disclose."

Ignoring the other man's killing intent, Feng spoke as he hurled a kunai at White Zetsu.

White Zetsu continued staring at Feng. He raised his hand, flung out several branches to knock aside the kunai, and charged at Feng.

"Besides, I don't think you can handle me. On the contrary, killing you would be as easy as turning my hand!"

Suddenly, White Zetsu realized that Feng, whom he had been watching closely, had vanished from his sight. Then, Feng's killing-intent-filled voice sounded beside his ear.

A razor-sharp long blade infused with chakra was already pressed against his neck.

White Zetsu was not human. Faced with a blade that could take his life at any moment, he directly ignored it and unleashed the Wood Release: Cutting Technique toward the source of the voice.

The long blade swept past swiftly. Its owner did not harm White Zetsu's neck, merely cutting a gash across his shoulder before vanishing once again.

White Zetsu's Wood Release: Cutting Technique missed once more.

Then Feng's voice came from afar again.

"Flying Thunder God, a ninjutsu capable of spatial teleportation.

With this, neither you nor Madara can keep me here.

Now, can you help me deliver my message to Black Zetsu?"

White Zetsu turned toward the voice and saw Feng, who had just disappeared, standing not far away with a smile. He tossed and caught a kunai engraved with markings in his hand.

"I didn't expect us to have missed such important intelligence.

Hehe, fine. What message do you need me to deliver to Lord Zetsu? Go ahead."

White Zetsu knew of the famed Flying Thunder God and understood that Feng was indeed right.

If they fought, he did not know what the outcome would be. But if Feng fled, White Zetsu definitely had no way to stop him.

Madara's space-time ninjutsu might be able to prevent it, but White Zetsu would first have to return and find Madara.

Since he had to go back anyway, there was no harm in hearing what Feng had to say.

Watching White Zetsu sink into the ground and disappear, Feng murmured softly.

"Kurama, I'll have to trouble you from now on. Help keep watch and warn me at all times.

After all, aside from you, it'll be hard for anyone else to detect White Zetsu's concealment and infiltration methods."

Hearing this, the Nine-Tails' lips curled up slightly, and delight flashed through his eyes.

Yet when he spoke, his tone was still unfriendly.

"Hmph, I'm not one of you despicable humans.

Since I agreed to cooperate with you for now, I won't stand by when it's time for me to contribute."

"Hehe, thank you, Kurama."

Feng did not mind at all and even thanked him.

"Hey, human, who asked for your thanks? Don't flatter yourself.

I'm not helping you. I just don't want Black Zetsu to get his way."

The Nine-Tails' smile grew wider, but he acted as though his fur had bristled, his words full of anger.

"Yes, yes. How could the great Kurama possibly care about a mere human..."

Feng used the method for dealing with cats that he had learned from watching videos in his previous life on the Nine-Tails.

The Nine-Tails was simply a giant fox. He was not all that different from a cat that treated humans as litter box attendants.

"Lord Zetsu, there's important intelligence."

Inside a secret underground base, a White Zetsu spoke to Black Zetsu.

It was the very White Zetsu who had failed to assassinate Feng and rushed back without stopping to find Black Zetsu.

"What is so urgent?"

Black Zetsu stared sternly at the White Zetsu before him and asked in a grave voice.

Because White Zetsu had used the emergency reporting route for major incidents, Black Zetsu had rushed back immediately upon receiving the message.

"Is Lord Madara not here?"

However, White Zetsu did not report right away. Instead, he asked about "Madara's" whereabouts.

"Hmm!!??"

Hearing this, Black Zetsu scrutinized the White Zetsu before him with cold eyes.

As tools created for a purpose, White Zetsus only needed to obey orders. Those with thoughts of their own were not qualified tools!

"Lord Zetsu, we've been exposed.

I was afraid Madara might find out, so I first needed to confirm whether he was here."

White Zetsu was unaffected, explaining in a carefree, casual manner.

"?? Exposed??

What has been exposed, and what does that have to do with Madara?"

Black Zetsu was deeply confused by White Zetsu's words.

As someone who had lurked in the Ninja World for a thousand years, he had concealed countless secrets.

With just a baseless statement that they had been exposed...

He had no idea what exactly had been exposed.

"Lord Zetsu, your plan to rescue someone from the moon has been exposed.

You've always hidden this matter. Wasn't it because you wanted to keep it from Lord Madara?!"

"What! How is that possible!!"

White Zetsu opened with a bombshell. Black Zetsu slammed his hand on the table and rose to his feet, his eyes filled with disbelief.

The secret he had hidden in his heart for a thousand years, one he had not even told White Zetsu, had suddenly been exposed by someone. How could he not be shocked?

Only after a long while did Black Zetsu finally regain his senses.

"Speak. What happened? How was it exposed?"

His tone was icy, his killing intent fierce.

This was the deepest secret in his heart. After scheming for a thousand years, hope had finally come. He would not let anyone destroy that hope.

"Oh, I don't know how it was exposed.

Didn't we discover an Uchiha who defected from Konoha some time ago?

Madara thought that person might interfere with our plans, so he sent me to deal with him.

But I never expected that guy to know the Flying Thunder God Technique. I was no match for him at all.

Then, not only did he not kill me, he even let me come back.

And he asked me to bring you a few words.

The secret of yours was what he mentioned in those words."

White Zetsu still explained casually and without a care.

He was not human to begin with, so he lacked many human needs and emotions, such as eating, drinking, relieving himself, fear, and the fear of death.

"Stop talking nonsense. Tell me clearly what he asked you to relay."

Upon hearing this, Black Zetsu instantly reviewed Uchiha Feng's intelligence in meticulous detail, yet he could not find the slightest possibility of how Feng might know about him. Deeply puzzled, he could only continue questioning the White Zetsu before him.

"Oh... oh... He said:

Black Zetsu, I know your true purpose is the woman inside the moon.

And my purpose does not conflict or overlap with yours.

So, you can take your broad road, and I can cross my single-plank bridge.

Of course, if you insist on causing trouble, then be prepared for mutual destruction."

White Zetsu gathered his emotions, pointed one hand at the sky, and slowly spoke while imitating Feng's tone and gestures.

"That's all? There were no other words?"

Seeing that White Zetsu had finished, Black Zetsu asked calmly.

"Oh, that's all. Nothing else."

White Zetsu nodded in confirmation.

"Then did you tell anyone else about these words?" Black Zetsu pressed.

"I'm the most tight-lipped White Zetsu there is. How could I possibly tell anyone else?"

White Zetsu looked as if he had been falsely accused and was deeply hurt.

"Very good, very good."

Having received White Zetsu's certain answer, Black Zetsu suddenly moved without warning.

Yin–Yang Release: Spirit Possession!

He instantly attached himself to White Zetsu's body, destroying and absorbing him.

After erasing the White Zetsu before him, Black Zetsu closed his eyes and sensed for a while before summoning a new White Zetsu skilled in combat from outside.

He used Yin–Yang Release: Spirit Possession once more, but this time merely possessed the new White Zetsu without harming him.

"Go to the capital of the Tea Country."

After possessing him, Black Zetsu gave the order coldly.

He intended to personally meet Uchiha Feng. If possible, he would kill him and bury the secret forever.

No one could interfere with his, Otsutsuki Chenxiang's, mission to save his mother!

No one!