"Heh."
The phantom chuckled and said mildly, "Very well. But what if this yields nothing?"
"Lord Momoshiki..."
Kinshiki, pale-skinned with a single hard horn growing from the left side of his head, opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent.
Momoshiki, whose pale, delicate skin and flattened, curved horns resembled jade-textured rabbit ears, took a deep breath and stared straight at Urashiki, whose hair flared upward and whose forehead bore two vermilion dots at its center.
Of their three-man team, only Urashiki's horns extended horizontally like a ninja's forehead protector.
So far, their team had made no progress, save for the suspicious signs Urashiki had noticed along the way.
But could he trust Urashiki?
Momoshiki said, "Urashiki?"
At that moment, Urashiki understood Momoshiki's choice. A faint smile returned to his face. After a brief moment of contemplation, he finally offered a figure: "A seventy percent chance."
Seventy percent?
Momoshiki's gaze swept past Kinshiki, who seemed on the verge of speaking. He stared at the confident Urashiki for several seconds before finally turning his attention to Shibai Ōtsutsuki's phantom.
He declared firmly, "If this yields nothing, all three of us will place ourselves at your disposal, Lord Progenitor."
"Good!"
The phantom laughed heartily. His true body in the Ōtsutsuki Clan Grounds immediately used the black eye harboring the Clairvoyance Shinjutsu in his left socket to peer into the star region Urashiki had described.
One sweep of his gaze took in numerous star regions before stopping precisely on the one containing the Shinobi World.
Once, twice, three times...
Shibai Ōtsutsuki, in the Ōtsutsuki Clan Grounds, stared at that region, searching it again and again with Clairvoyance.
He even searched the interiors of barren planets several times.
Yet no matter how he searched, even after going through several surrounding star regions, he still could