As Long as I Have No Morals, Konoha Can't Touch Me!
Chapter 119

You Were Meant to Be My Pawn!

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Thirty Kirigakure ANBU took orders and dispersed, quickly disappearing into the depths of the thick fog.

Only Mizukage is left in the stone formation.

He turned his head, his turbid eyes swept across the stone tank, then across the unconscious Lin, and finally landed on Ye who had passed out in the corner.

The skinny hands turned quickly, Hand Seals was very fast, connecting three sets of seals.

The first track, High-Pressure Water Prison.

A thin film of water seeped out from the surface of Ye's skin, wrapping him tightly.

The water pressure is constantly tightening from the outside in, and it is bone-chilling, enough to make an ordinary Jonin unable to move its fingers.

The second track, Chakra Disruption.

An invisible reverse pulse is injected into the meridian system of the night, turning the normal flow of Chakra in the body into a pot of paste.

The third lane, Meridian Lockdown.

Dozens of key acupuncture points were sealed by Water Release Chakra.

The three spells were superimposed, and even the Kage Level ninja had to lie down.

Lying on the ground at night.

The vast vitality of Sage Body in the body senses the invasion of alien species Chakra, and instinctively surges and rejects it.

Ye forcefully held it down deep in his consciousness.

He adjusted his heartbeat to thirty-two times per minute.

Breathing slowed down, so shallow that there was almost no rise and fall in the chest.

Shrink the pores under the skin and relax the muscles all over the body.

The physiological indicators of a person in a deep coma are so perfect that no flaws can be found.

Mizukage confirms that the blockade is complete.

He bent down, lifted Ye up with one hand, grasped the thick iron chain on the stone jar with the other hand, and hung Lin on his shoulder.

Chakra breaks out.

Mizukage tiptoed a little, turned into a gray afterimage, and swept towards the deep southeast.

The ground is sinking rapidly.

Rock walls, undercurrents, and underground water veins kept passing by.

The light completely disappeared, the air became more and more dull, and the humidity was mixed with the smell of decay that had not seen the light of day for thousands of years.

Eventually, a huge underground cave appeared.

Several green phosphorus fires were burning on the stone walls inside the cave.

The huge broken body of Demonic Statue of the Outer Path stands deep in the cave, and the broken ancient stone carvings all over the wall are reflected in the phosphorus fire and create a strange interplay of light and dark.

In the center of the cave, there is a rugged stone chair.

Sitting on the stone chair was a haggard old man.

Strictly speaking, it can no longer be called a "person".

The extremely withered body has several thick life-support tubes connected to its back, and the other end is connected to Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.

Madara Uchiha.

The moment he sensed the visitor, he opened his eyes.

Sharingan reveals a cold calculation.

The chapped lips moved slightly, and the voice was hoarse and old.

"Coming."

Mizukage stepped forward.

He placed the stone jar and Lin on a flat stone platform covered with runes in the center of the cave.

Then he turned around and threw Ye on the ground in the corner, like a bag of expired rice.

Madara put his hands on his knees and stood up from the stone chair tremblingly.

He raised his hand and pulled out several life-saving tubes from his back. Dark red liquid dripped from the mouth of the tube, leaving a few eye-catching traces on the stone surface.

He moved step by step to the stone platform.

He lowered his head, stretched out his fingers like dead branches, pinched Lin's chin, and turned it left and right, as if he was picking out goods to check their quality.

"Vessel is of good quality and is enough to carry Three-Tails."

Madara let go of his hand and turned to face the stone jar.

Raise your hands and start slowly Hand Seals with your fingers.

Although the movement is slow, every handprint is accurate to the smallest detail.

The sealing ceremony begins.

Madara pressed his hands heavily on the edge of the stone jar.

The gray-black Three-Tails Chakra was forcibly pulled out and turned into a violent turbid current, climbing up his arm and pouring directly into Lin's lower abdomen along his fingertips.

Lin's body arched violently on the stone platform.

His facial features were violently convulsed and twisted, and his clothes were instantly soaked in cold sweat.

Even in a comatose state, this body is instinctively trying to reject this extremely violent foreign object Chakra.

Madara's face was expressionless.

The low sealing spell continued to spit out from his mouth, and he pressed Lin's lower abdomen with his palm to increase the output.

A full minute.

A triple swirling black seal pattern appeared on the surface of Lin's lower abdomen, and then completely disappeared under the skin.

Isobu, the seal is completed.

There was no more Chakra leaked out of the stone jar, and it was completely turned into an empty shell of a dead thing.

But Madara didn't stop.

He raised his right hand and hung it directly above Lin's heart, with a dark purple-black light glowing on his fingertips.

The light penetrated the chest and carved an invisible Cursed Seal on the surface of Lin's heart.

Immediately afterwards, Madara stretched out two fingers and pressed Lin's temples.

A Chakra pulse was directly injected into the brain nerves, and Lin's recent memory was forcibly blocked.

After doing all this, Madara straightened up his skinny waist.

The ground in the shadows rose up, and a strange figure that was half white and half black slowly emerged.

White Zetsu came out with his head tilted, half of his face hidden in the light and shadow of the phosphorus fire, with a strange smile.

Madara spoke to White Zetsu.

"The effect of this Cursed Seal is very simple. She cannot harm herself."

The corners of Madara's chapped mouth kept opening and closing, and his face was expressionless.

"She is a child who loves Konoha deeply."

"Once she wakes up and finds that Three-Tails is sealed in her body, she will definitely choose to sacrifice herself to protect the village given her character."

"But she can't die."

White Zetsu grinned loudly.

Madara continued to give orders.

"Take her away and throw her near those two Konoha imps."

Madara turned around, his skinny back stretched by the phosphorus fire.

"That Uchiha brat named Obito will never do anything to her."

"But Kakashi Hatake is different. That child is full of reason."

"Between the village and his companions, as long as he hesitates for even one breath, the girl will take the initiative to hit his knife."

White Zetsu stepped forward and picked up Lin, blended her body into the ground, moved at full speed in the direction of Obito and Kakashi, and disappeared in the cave in an instant.

Dead silence returned to the cave.

In the corner.

Lying on the cold stone slab at night, motionless.

His face was as pale as paper, and his breathing was like a gossamer.

But his consciousness was so clear from beginning to end that it was shocking.

The plot of the original novel is exactly the same.

But in the eyes of the night, this is a huge joke.

Madara thought he had sent a time bomb that would destroy Konoha.

He had no idea that Lin had been trained like hell by Kushina Uzumaki for two years, and her Sealing Jutsu achievements were no longer what they used to be.

Once the sealed memory is lifted, Lin can completely rely on her own ability to reversely suppress Three-Tails.

The certain death situation in the original work has now become a full-level welfare situation for Tailed Beasts.

As for the plot of Obito opening Mangekyo.

The fat beating of Mizukage just now has already forced Three-Tomoe out of Obito.

This idiot's nerves are on the verge of collapse. If you add some stimulation later, Mangekyo will come out naturally. Lin doesn't need to risk her life to fill it.

After White Zetsu left, footsteps sounded.

Madara dragged his steps and slowly walked to the corner where Ye was abandoned.

He knelt down.

Withered fingers stretched out, brushing away the broken hair from Ye's forehead, and looked at Ye's young face, as if looking at a newly acquired antique.

After a while, Madara stood up and gave instructions to Mizukage next to him.

"When he wakes up, leave here immediately."

Mizukage nodded silently, his body blending into the shadow of the stone wall.

Madara turned around and walked back to the stone chair, inserted the tube back into his back, and slowly poured the liquid into his exhausted body.

He closed his eyes and spoke in a low voice.

"I will tell him that I accidentally saved him while patrolling the old territory."

"I am a senior Uchiha who has lived for too long, an old man who lost everything in troubled times."

Madara's withered fingers were folded on his knees, and his cloudy eyes flashed with a cold, strategizing light.

"A desperate young man who lost everything in the war met his clan elders at the darkest time."

"The love of the same clan, the relationship between master and disciple, and the grace of survival."

"With three shackles around his neck, he will have absolute trust in me."

"Then, I will let him see the darkness of this world with his own eyes, and let him see clearly Konoha's defense and use of Uchiha."

The corners of the spotted lips are slightly raised.

"He will become the second chess piece in my hand."

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