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Chapter 951

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"I'm not the only survivor, you know." Suddenly, a fourth voice appeared in the dim space. Minai's pupils contracted sharply. This voice was so distinctive that she would absolutely never mistake it!

"Hehehe, did I come at a bad time? Or perhaps, just the right time?" Black Zetsu slowly emerged from one side.

Minai's eyes met Black Zetsu's. She said nothing, but her gaze revealed confusion and surprise, while Black Zetsu actually greeted her openly without any attempt to hide it.

"Yo, welcome, Fourth Hokage my lord."

Unfortunately, Minai had no intention of responding to Black Zetsu, nor did she ask the questions Black Zetsu wanted to hear. So after a brief silence, the slightly awkward Black Zetsu brought up the topic again.

"You must be very surprised to see me here now, Namikaze Minai? Let me guess what's going on in that little brain of yours, hmm?"

Silently moving to the side of the stone bed, Black Zetsu continued to circle around Namikaze Minai, as if admiring her from every angle—Minai, who now had no limbs and could do nothing.

"For example, in this matter—no, in all matters—just how much was Young Yuanzi my lord involved in, right?"

The two sides were enemies, and since that was the case, there was nothing worth discussing. Because the Twelve Zetsu kept circling around her nonstop, Minai simply shut her eyes tight, pretending she couldn't hear anything. She absolutely refused to listen to what this guy had to say. Not a single word out of Black Zetsu's mouth could be trusted, and if she talked with him, it would be equivalent to falling into his trap.

For Weaving Dream, she had obtained the precious opportunity to restore Uchiha Fujiang's sight, and for Black Zetsu, he had obtained Namikaze Minai, who possessed a portion of the Nine-Tails' power.

Black Zetsu already had them in his grasp, which also meant that Little Zetsu, who was currently in a competition with Kasan, had also pushed her own plan forward by a significant step.

"First seal her into your space. I can't guarantee whether Konoha's Leaf Anbu have some secret technique that could let them follow the trail and find this place."

Since the other party didn't want to listen, Little Zetsu saw no need to explain. She smiled as she watched Weaving Dream collect the completely helpless Namikaze Minai into the Kamui Space, then extended a hand toward Uchiha Fujiang nearby.

"Then next is the agreed-upon transaction. You see, I never lie to you."

Unlike an ordinary eye swap, Little Zetsu had clearly added something else. The most direct result was that when Uchiha Fujiang's eyes opened again, the crimson Sharingan was in a fully activated state. After trying multiple times without success, she could only helplessly shake her head—she could not deactivate it on her own.

Weaving Dream had originally wanted to settle accounts with Black Zetsu, but the answer the other party gave ultimately made her lower her fist. After all, regardless of whether it could be deactivated, Uchiha Fujiang could now freely control the release of her ocular power, rather than being in a constant state of losing control.

Even though walking out like this couldn't conceal her identity as a member of the Uchiha clan, it was still far better than before, when her eyes couldn't see anything.

Moreover, Black Zetsu also guaranteed that there would be a second treatment in the future.

Memory gap.

Young Yuanzi had to admit she did have this symptom. Floating outside the world was not a pleasant experience. If calculated seriously, the time she had belonged to the Naruto World had long surpassed any other place. This calculation wasn't based on her current body's age alone—even calculating by her soul's age, even though a full thousand years of that was spent in slumber.

But even though the time she had truly lived hadn't reached a hundred years, it was still much longer than the time before. Young Yuanzi often felt that her "past past life" was nothing more than an illusion.

After all, even the appearances and voices of "relatives and friends" had already become blurry—truly deserving of the phrase "like a world apart." Every time she sighed like this in her heart, Young Yuanzi would always look up at the moon, her hands clenched tight, as if she would lose something if she let go.

That's right. The blurriness of her past past life made Young Yuanzi's heart wander and fearful, to the point that she missed Kaguya even more. She herself had slept through a thousand years in one go—so what about Kaguya?

During this thousand years of being sealed, had Kaguya fallen into slumber just like her, or had she remained awake in the endless darkness and dead silence?

Young Yuanzi shook her head hard, throwing all these unpleasant thoughts away.

Why did Zilaiye Society like alcohol so much? Because it could numb your nerves that were on the verge of snapping.

It could also keep a person from focusing all their attention on one thing—at least temporarily.

"Young Yuanzi my lord, when did you become so fond of drinking?"

"Mm, cough cough cough! What? It's you, Lady Xinjianai? You startled me." Just as she was holding a small wine bottle and pouring the liquid into her mouth, the sudden voice from behind made Young Yuanzi's hand tremble.

By merging with the power of the Divine Tree, Uzumaki Xinjianai—who had gained the ability to transform into light, whose special constitution made it hard to even define whether she was still human—had improved greatly over the years, especially while in Loran.

GLOSSARY:

【Namikaze Minai, Black Zetsu, Weaving Dream, Kasan, Little Zetsu, Uchiha Fujiang, Young Yuanzi, Leaf Anbu, Konoha, Kamui Space, Sharingan, Kaguya, Zilaiye Society, Lady Xinjianai, Uzumaki Xinjianai, Loran, Naruto World, Fourth Hokage, Twelve Zetsu, Nine-Tails, Divine Tree】

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