The Pain of Evolution

At that moment, Uchiha Feng felt a tremendous leap in his spiritual power. A complicated mix of excitement and exhaustion welled up within him, as though an invisible force were surging through the depths of his soul, leaving him incredibly weak.

"I never expected such an enormous effect," he murmured, astonishment glinting in his eyes. "The power of Yin, the Three-Tomoe Rinnegan—they're actually displaying such immense potential at this moment. And the Three-Tomoe Rinnegan seems to still be continuously evolving on its own, as if responding to the longing in my heart."

He frowned slightly, his thoughts wandering without pause. "But this so-called divinity clearly requires further research and exploration. Its mysteries are far more complicated than I imagined."

"Has my body become unable to withstand the consumption of my spirit?" A wave of weakness washed over him, as though every bit of strength had been drained from his body.

"If Yin power symbolizes spiritual power, then does Yang power represent the strength of the body?" he wondered, his thoughts flickering uncertainly.

"To hell with it! Fortune favors the bold. I'm doing it!" He clenched his teeth and selected the Yang power option without hesitation.

In an instant, Uchiha Feng felt a stabbing pain spread through his body, as if every nerve were burning. Excruciating agony crashed over him, nearly making him lose control.

"Ahhh! What the hell is this?! It hurts!" he howled miserably, his voice especially desolate in the silent surroundings.

Immediately afterward, fine beads of blood began to seep from his skin. Scarlet droplets fell like a drizzle, instantly turning him into a bloody figure. He looked utterly wretched, like a ghost that had crawled out of hell.

Utter despair and agony intertwined, as though endless darkness had swallowed him whole.

"Ahhh..." he cried weakly, his voice echoing through the empty space as if recounting the unspeakable despair and struggle buried deep within his heart.

"Stop it! Stop evolving! It hurts, it hurts! Fuck you! You damn system, act like a human being! Ahhh..."

Uchiha Feng's entire body was wracked with pain, the agony surging over him like a tidal wave and nearly robbing him of even the ability to make a sound.

Yet the roar in his heart erupted like a volcano, fury and helplessness twisting together inside him.

He desperately tried to break free of this torment, but his body was tightly bound by the overwhelming pain, as though every nerve were on fire.

"How long are you going to torture me?" he screamed desperately in his heart, imagining how satisfying it would be to vent at that hateful system. Yet reality ruthlessly pushed him into a deeper abyss, draining even the strength from his words.

"Lord Feng! What's wrong, Lord Feng?!"

Uchiha Yanwu suddenly appeared beside him, her face full of anxiety and unease. She had never seen Uchiha Feng in such pain before, and fear rose uncontrollably in her heart.

Uchiha Feng was covered in blood, scarlet liquid seeping through his torn clothing in a chilling sight. He looked like a discarded sheet of paper that had been ripped apart. That dangerous aura made others instinctively keep their distance; Yanwu unconsciously took a step back, though her heart was filled with worry.

Uchiha Feng was already unable to speak. Even the strength to make a sound seemed to have been completely devoured by pain. His face was twisted, and profound agony showed in his eyes, as though all words had become useless.

Yanwu could only watch him helplessly, her heart aching as if cut by blades, yet unable to offer any aid.

"Should I... take him to Konoha Hospital?" she silently wondered. But the moment the thought arose, she dismissed it.

Just then, Uchiha Itachi suddenly pushed open the door and entered. His attention was immediately drawn to the atmosphere in the room. Seeing Uchiha Feng before him, his eyes widened, and shock and concern appeared on his face.

"My brother... what happened to him?" Uchiha Itachi's voice trembled slightly, as though he were doing everything he could to suppress the anxiety in his heart.

Uchiha Yanwu shook her head helplessly, her brows tightly furrowed. Her voice carried helplessness and unease. "I don't know either. It suddenly became like this."

At that moment, Uchiha Feng barely raised his head. Though his face was covered in blood, his gaze remained steadfast. He forced out a few words, his voice weak yet powerful. "Don't... worry... about me..."

Uchiha Itachi's expression turned grave, and he could no longer suppress the anxiety in his heart. He took a deep breath and said firmly, "I'll go ask Lady Tsunade. She's still in Konoha right now." There was urgency in his voice, as though time were slipping away through his fingers.

With that, he turned without hesitation and rushed toward Konoha, his footsteps especially clear in the quiet night.

Though the night was deep and the starlight dim, locating someone was not difficult for Uchiha Itachi. He had been keeping track of Tsunade's movements recently, and he already had a rough idea of where she was.

Outside the Hidden Leaf Village, Tsunade was preparing to leave with Shizune and a small pet pig.

Moonlight spilled over Tsunade's golden hair, casting a soft sheen upon it. Beside her, Shizune was quietly playing with the pet pig, and the atmosphere was relaxed and warm.

However, just as they were about to set off, Uchiha Itachi suddenly blocked their path like a gust of cold wind.

Tsunade paused slightly and looked up at Uchiha Itachi, her brows faintly furrowed. "Oh? Uchiha Itachi? What is it? You know my medicine still hasn't been developed successfully. Once it is, I'll definitely return to Konoha."

Uchiha Itachi shook his head anxiously, endless worry in his voice.

"Lady Tsunade, there's no time! My brother's condition is critical. Please, you have to come see him! I'm begging you!" As he spoke, he dropped to his knees without hesitation, his gaze resolute and pleading, as though conveying an unshakable determination. "If you won't go, then I won't leave!"

Tsunade's expression changed, and her heart tightened. "Huh? Little Feng is dying? Are you kidding me? With his strength and physical condition, there's no way anyone could take him down. You're pulling my leg, aren't you?"

Despair and pain flashed through Uchiha Itachi's eyes. "Lady Tsunade, there really isn't time to explain! My brother, he... he really can't hold on much longer!" His voice trembled, as though even those words carried boundless sorrow.

Shizune frowned slightly and said, "Lady Tsunade, perhaps you should go take a look. After all, if something really has happened, you've known each other."

Tsunade waved a hand lightly, an unconcerned expression on her face. Her tone carried a hint of helplessness as she muttered, "Fine, fine. I'll go take a look. Honestly, I have no idea what he's busy with every day, but he always ends up causing trouble!"