During the three months he spent teaching Shinichi, Gekkō Raito had done far more than teach him ninjutsu. Most of his energy had gone into being a "genetic surgeon."
Sorting out one person's bloodline took Gekkō Raito three full months, so even with his extraordinary abilities, he had no intention of promoting this model of intermarriage.
It was too inefficient. He would be better off spending that time cultivating a few more geniuses with a single bloodline.
"Looks like this kid really did have heaven-defying luck."
Sasuke could not help remarking, a complicated look in his eyes.
At the mention of luck, Gekkō Raito replied with a faint, ambiguous smile, "Wasn't your Sarada the same?"
Sasuke shook his head helplessly at that. Strictly speaking, Sarada was indeed a combination of two powerful sets of genes.
What Sasuke did not know, however, was that Shinichi's case had been a gamble on genetic mutation, while Sarada's was a matter of compatibility between officially sanctioned cheats.
As distant relatives of the Senju, the Uzumaki Clan shared the same mother as the Uchiha Clan if one traced their ancestry back eighteen generations.
These two bloodlines not only avoided clashing when combined, but even produced a chemical reaction, complementing each other seamlessly.
That was why Sarada's power was so absurdly monstrous.
One had his fate forcibly rewritten by a powerhouse, while the other came equipped with top-of-the-line cheats. Both children were freaks.
Rumble!
Suddenly, a violent tremor came from the arena, as though the earth's crust itself were shifting.
Even Gekkō Raito could not help raising an eyebrow. "Are these two little ones planning to tear my place apart?"
He lightly swept his sleeve, and an invisible gust passed over the arena. The white mist obscuring everyone's vision instantly vanished without a trace.
Without clearing