"You don't need to know that. I need Yahiko's body within five minutes of his death. If you won't agree, I'll take it myself!"
Qingyun did not answer Madara Uchiha's question. Instead, he threatened him.
Madara Uchiha's eyes turned cold at Qingyun's words, a fierce murderous intent filling them. It was considerably stronger than Qingyun's own.
Madara Uchiha had lived amid war from the moment he was born, fighting countless battles throughout his life. How could a powerful warrior who had survived the chaos of the Warring States Period possibly have no trump cards left?
Yet Qingyun remained unmoved by Madara Uchiha's raging murderous intent. He looked straight into those murderous eyes without the slightest fear.
Qingyun's current strength might still have fallen somewhat short of Six Paths Madara's, but he had no fear of the aged, failing Madara Uchiha before him.
Only after a long while did Madara Uchiha withdraw his murderous intent. "Being threatened really is unpleasant. I hope you'll still be this defiant when you're lying defeated at my feet!"
"Don't worry. That will never happen. In this day and age, people from the Warring States Period like you should have been buried long ago. Even if you use the Rinnegan to return to this world, I'll kick you right back into the Netherworld!"
Qingyun spoke with a faint smile.
"Then we'll wait and see. I'll arrange for White Zetsu to bring you Yahiko's body. Setting Nagato up will require some preparations. Come to the Land of Rain in six months, and Yahiko's body will be delivered to you then!"
With that, Madara Uchiha turned and left. His desire to kill Qingyun only grew stronger. If his body had not been holding him back, he would certainly have taught Qingyun what it meant to respect his elders.