Chapter 954

The other party was a little girl with a voice that sounded delightful, but this did not lower Young Yuanzi's guard; after chewing over the girl's words several times, she remembered a certain someone she had long forgotten.

It was Heijue—she hadn't heard from him in ages. Since their goals aligned, the two sides had been cooperating, but prolonged silence had caused her to forget all about him; it was only now, prompted by this little girl, that Young Yuanzi recalled who he truly was.

"Where is Heijue?" This time, Young Yuanzi was no longer observing in secrecy—her pupils had fully transformed into emerald-green vertical slits, fixed tightly upon the girl. Heijue was shrouded in too many mysteries.

Yet Heijue's consistently honest demeanor had led Young Yuanzi to choose cooperation with him, and he had genuinely helped resolve several issues.

But Heijue typically chose subordinates who were either burly, muscular men or ruthless criminals and rogue ninjas. In her mind, a frail, underage little girl like this one could never be someone Heijue would select.

"I haven't had contact with Heijue in a long time—how can you prove you were sent by him?"

"I am not as weak as I appear, Lady Young Yuanzi—you should understand, after all, surviving in the Shinobi World is no easy thing." The little girl's reply remained calm, exactly as she claimed: utterly unshaken.

"Tsk. What kind of intelligence?" Before the intensity of her gaze, only an ordinary person would fail to remain composed—yet this girl showed no fear.

For some reason, Young Yuanzi felt a faint regret at not seeing the scene she had expected; the next moment, a scroll materialized beside the little girl and was offered to her.

"If White Jue can deliver it, why can't she come herself? Is she hiding from some unsavory deed?" Everyone has secrets; Heijue was not like Lady Xinjianai or Xiao Mei, who stayed devotedly by her side. As a cooperating partner, Young Yuanzi had only asked in jest.

The little girl's hand delivering the scroll froze for a moment.

How could one describe that feeling?

Young Yuanzi racked her brain, and if she had to describe it precisely, it was like the feeling of a girl who hadn't done her homework and had stayed out late playing with her opposite-sex best friend, only to return home past curfew and face her parents.

If not for something more important, Young Yuanzi would never have let that suspicious little girl leave so easily; only after the girl and White Jue vanished from sight did she turn her attention to Heijue's intelligence—why now, after so long without contact, had he sent this information?

"The scroll has been delivered to Kasan. For now, she won't direct her attention toward us." The Heijue clone, always hidden beside Lin Cheng, recounted the entire process in detail—how Heijue's true body, never before seen by Young Yuanzi, had personally delivered the scroll.

I must admit, had I not been clever, Kasan would never have let me off so easily once she grew suspicious.

"It doesn't matter. Young Yuanzi may act as she pleases—none of you need interfere. I have no intention of directing her. Continue as previously planned."

Kaguya continues to cycle chakra endlessly, striving to make every meridian on Lin Cheng's body grow more resilient under this unceasing torrent. To seize the initiative, she must first ensure she is not being watched.

The Uchiha clan's Sharingan is no longer an issue, and Heijue knows who possesses the Rinnegan. All she needs now is to personally consume the chakra of the Dispersed Beast within the coming days—then nothing will stand in her way. For now, she need only wait.

Due to the major incident within the village, security levels have been raised to maximum.

Ordinary villagers frequently see Leaf Anbu members in long robes and masks walking by, let alone the chuunin stationed every five paces and every ten paces.