Time slipped by, second by second.
Gradually, Qian entered a strange state.
At that moment, his perception of the outside world dropped to its lowest point, while all kinds of experiences and memories summarized by his Shadow Clones continuously surfaced in his mind.
It made Qian's development of the new ninjutsu feel as if he had divine aid; he simply could not stop.
Originally, he had only been one step away from success.
And now, he had stepped straight through with one foot.
He did not know how much time had passed.
At a certain moment, Qian suddenly opened his eyes.
Immediately, a glint flashed through his gaze.
Qian stood there in a daze for a moment.
Then he raised both hands and slowly formed seals, while mobilizing the Chakra inside his body. Following the vague sensation guiding him, he cast the ninjutsu—Telepathy Technique!
The next moment, a voice rang out in his mind.
"Did it work?"
The voice belonged to no one else. It was his own.
However, the one speaking was not him, but a Shadow Clone dozens of kilometers away.
Hearing the question, Qian nodded and replied in his mind, "That's right. I've successfully developed the Telepathy Technique."
"Too bad. Even if you tell me now, I still can't learn it. I can only wait until the next time we merge."
The Shadow Clone replied.
"Mm."
Qian gave a simple response, then asked, "How are things on your side? Have you found any traces of the Mist Ninja?"
"No."
The Shadow Clone answered succinctly.
"Good. Keep watch, then."
After giving this final instruction, Qian severed the connection.
Opening his eyes, Qian recalled the feeling from just now and found it extremely novel.
Immediately, with a thought, he opened the Proficiency Panel.
On it, within the Skill