"Orochimaru, you're certainly busy!" At the Leader's Mansion in Otogakure, Uchiha Sora had waited for quite some time before Orochimaru finally arrived. He couldn't help greeting him with a smile.
"Hehehe, Uchiha Sora, you never visit without a reason. What brings you all the way to my territory this time?" Orochimaru replied with a sinister chuckle, a hint of nervousness seemingly creeping into his voice.
"Relax, Orochimaru. I'm not here to cause trouble. I haven't forgotten how you secretly took Sasuke away, but I'm not here to demand him back today," Uchiha Sora said.
Orochimaru's heart gave a slight jolt before his eyes narrowed. "So I couldn't hide it from you after all. Then what exactly brings you here?"
"I want you to hand over all your research on the Cursed Seal. I'm very interested in it," Uchiha Sora said bluntly.
"The Cursed Seal?" Orochimaru was startled again.
"That's right. I've been researching Sage Mode lately, and I need your Cursed Seal research for inspiration." As Uchiha Sora spoke, he briefly closed his eyes, then snapped them open.
The next instant, a powerful aura surged from his body.
Orange-red markings appeared around his eyelids.
It was none other than Mount Myōboku's Perfect Sage Mode!
Orochimaru shuddered at the sight and cried out involuntarily, "Sage Mode! That's Mount Myōboku's Sage Mode! Where did you learn it? From Jiraiya?"
He was utterly baffled. Given Jiraiya's loyalties, he should never have taught Uchiha Sora Sage Mode.
Moreover, his research suggested that only those with a special constitution could learn Sage Mode, and the Uchiha Clan's constitution should have been incompatible with its power.
How had Uchiha Sora mastered a power like Sage Mode?
Orochimaru was consumed with envy.
His own constitution failed to meet the requirements for practicing Sage Mode, leaving him unable