Chapter 767

"I've been studying Senju Tobirama's jutsu since I was eight—such a massive scroll of sealing techniques, and nearly all of it was invented by you? Now everyone calls Third Hokage Sarutobi Hiruzen a professor of jutsu, but look at his age—he doesn't even match one-tenth of your skill."

Leaning back in his chair, Lin Cheng stared at Senju Tobirama, and in his hand appeared a sealing scroll formed from chakra.

While praising Tobirama, he couldn't resist contrasting him with Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"That monkey really doesn't learn well, but you, so young, already studied the sealing scroll—aren't you afraid you'll end up losing your life outright~?"

Senju Tobirama sat down across from Lin Cheng; he'd finally realized that among all these people, only he could exchange a few words with this kid.

The Fourth Hokage and his wife were this kid's in-laws—they didn't say a word and immediately sided with him.

Orochimaru and Tsunade, just go rest. The living shouldn't meddle in the dead's affairs.

In this state, Senju Tobirama had long wanted to ask his brother what exactly had happened, but he dared not ask. He hadn't spoken yet, yet he could already foresee the future.

If he truly asked, he might face the risk of being absent tomorrow—so everyone else acted strangely, leaving only him able to sit here.

Let the kid talk with them, see what he's really thinking.

"I'm still here—that's the fact. Orochimaru and Tsunade, go rest first. When Yamato forgets to prepare accommodations for you, you'll have to make do with a night's rest here, even if it's crude."

Lin Cheng snapped his fingers suddenly, and near the house on the mountaintop, a wooden hut quietly appeared.

It was indeed crude, but with how casually he wielded jutsu, who cared about the lodging? They cared far more about the Wood Release and how he performed his techniques!

"Then we'll rest for now—Tsunade, you take the room, I'll sleep on the sofa, I promise not to disturb you…" Orochimaru suddenly laughed; he seemed to have noticed something different, though he didn't yet know the truth.

But none of this mattered—no matter what, this kid was not someone he could provoke. If not for seeing him act, he might have forgotten something very important.

Black Cat Teacher has always been this guy's summon.

"Hmph!"

Though Tsunade found Orochimaru's laugh ugly, that didn't stop her from following him up to the mountaintop house to rest.

None of these people here were human, so they didn't need sleep—but she was still human, and sleep was necessary.

"Tsunade seems to have strong feelings against Orochimaru."

Lin Cheng glanced at their retreating backs; though they still disliked each other, some kind of tacit understanding still remained.

They were indeed longtime partners—after years of no contact, even after a brief period of unfamiliarity, they still understood each other.

"Don't change the subject—tell me what's going on with you. Why do you have Wood Release?"

Senju Tobirama had a rare chance—he was determined to get every detail about Lin Cheng's situation. He didn't know whether he was

using Wood Release without hand seals, so casually?

And he'd learned all the forbidden techniques Tobirama had once researched—this kid had too many questions.

"Wood Release? Is that hard? I've got all-element jutsu, faceless Senjutsu, even… "

Lin Cheng slowly told Senju Tobirama what jutsu he currently knew.

All-element jutsu, Senjutsu without a mask-like appearance, even the strange Sharingan was opened wide for Tobirama to examine closely.

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"Wait… don't move—your Sharingan is wrong!"

Senju Tobirama stared intently at Lin Cheng's eyes, and the more he looked, the more abnormal they seemed.

He had studied Sharingan before, but even the Mangekyō Sharingan never had three rings like this.

And these tomoe—they looked like three tomoe, but upon closer inspection, all three were different.

"This isn't a proper Sharingan. That guy somehow did this—added this inside my eyes."

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Lin Cheng shut his Sharingan with mild disgust—it was a fusion of multiple eye replicas.

"By the way, tomorrow morning, replicate Sasuke's."