Chapter 28: Qianshou Feijian's Discovery

Qianshou Feijian Residence.

Qianshou Feijian was reviewing the Ninja Academy students' files in his study.

Among a stack of files, he finally pulled out five: Yuanfei Rizhan, Zhi Cun Tuan Zang, Hinata Yuki, Uchiha Jing, and Zhuan Qin Xiaochun.

"Hinata Yuki..." Qianshou Feijian looked troubled.

He knew this child's talent.

But the Hyuga Clan Clan has always placed great importance on the main house...

He shook his head and put Hinata Yuki's file back.

He then pulled out another file, and it was Shuihu Menyan.

After carefully reviewing the five files, Qianshou Feijian murmured:

"I will choose my disciple from among them..."

Evidently, Qianshou Feijian had the intention to take on a disciple.

After multiple rounds of screening, he finally found five suitable candidates.

"It will depend on your performance in the final exam."

Tomorrow is the final exam; those who perform well will have a chance to become his disciple.

He needed to cultivate a batch of talents loyal to Konoha as soon as possible.

"Uncle, it's time to eat."

Lian Ye's shout came from outside the door, interrupting Qianshou Feijian's thoughts.

"I know."

When Qianshou Feijian came to the kitchen, Lian Ye had already prepared a table full of sumptuous dishes.

"Little brat, the final test is tomorrow—do you have confidence?"

Lian Ye paused his eating, patted his chest, and promised:

"Don't worry, the final exam is a piece of cake for me!"

Qianshou Feijian looked at Lian Ye's confident appearance and said nothing.

If it weren't for last semester, when Lian Ye's Cultural Class grade was dead last, he would have almost believed it.

"Did you pay attention in Cultural Class?" Qianshou Feijian asked.

Lian Ye's expression stiffened, he gave a nervous laugh: "I listened... I listened."

As for whether he actually listened, only he himself knows.

Qianshou Feijian didn't dwell on the topic: "As long as you listened, it's fine—tomorrow's exam is very important."

Lian Ye blinked, not understanding what Qianshou Feijian meant by that.

What happened during this time period?

He thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out.

Forget it—Qianshou Feijian's old brat's brain circuitry is something ordinary people really can't guess.

After the meal.

Lian Ye, unusually, did not train but returned to his room to start reading.

Tomorrow morning is the Theory Exam; he usually just sleeps and has never listened to class.

There's no helping it—Lian Ye falls asleep as soon as Cultural Class starts, sometimes even sleeping through the whole day.

Normally, Nara Motoya is the same as him, sleeping during class.

In the previous exam, Lian Ye thought Nara Motoya would be just like him, at the bottom of Cultural Class, but that guy actually scored full marks in Cultural Class!

This made him start doubting life.

He felt betrayed.

Everyone slept together, so how could you score full marks?!

Nara Motoya's explanation was: 【This kind of simple course doesn't need to be listened to at all, so he sleeps during class……】

【I thought Lian Yejun, you were the same as me.】

When Lian Ye heard that, he was utterly speechless.

Alright, you win!

The Nara Clan is just smart—he can't compare.

"This time, I will study hard and take back everything that belongs to me!"

Lian Ye held the book, preparing to study diligently.

He believed that, with his intelligence, studying for one night to pass should be no problem!

"After finishing this cup of milk, I'll study until dawn!"

Lian Ye cheered himself on and drank the milk in one gulp.

Immediately, he hurriedly opened the book, ready to study hard.

As a result, Lian Ye had only glanced at it twice before he started yawning from fatigue.

"Huh? What's going on?"

"How come... I get sleepy as soon as I look at a book?"

"Forget it—I really am not cut out for studying."

Saying that, Lian Ye turned over and got into bed, entering dreamland.

As for the exam and such, we'll talk about it tomorrow.

He had barely fallen asleep when Qianshou Feijian pushed the door open.

He looked at the books placed on the table and nodded in satisfaction.

This little brat hadn't lied to him—he really had been studying properly.

He came to the desk and opened Lian Ye's workbook, wanting to see how accurate his usual assignments were.

But when Qianshou Feijian opened the workbook, he was completely dumbfounded.

Lian Ye's workbook was entirely blank—he hadn't even written his name.

Qianshou Feijian: "..."

Damn it, this little brat was really something else!

He shot Lian Ye an exasperated glare, then picked him up and left the room.

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The night was dark as ink, and the streets of Konoha Village were dead silent.

Qianshou Feijian carried the soundly sleeping Lian Ye on his back, racing toward the Underground Laboratory at extreme speed.

He sneaked along the entire way, terrified of being discovered.

Senju Hashirama had explicitly forbidden Qianshou Feijian from conducting experiments and had sealed off many of his laboratories.

This was his last experimental site.

If it got sealed off again, there really would be nothing left...

Pushing open the stone door of the Laboratory, a damp, musty smell mixed with the scent of disinfectant hit him in the face.

Qianshou Feijian gently laid Lian Ye on the experiment table.

He methodically put on a white coat and a mask.

"What secret does the Sharingan hide that makes the Uchiha Clan so powerful?"

He gently pried open Lian Ye's eyelids, revealing those eyes.

Qianshou Feijian picked up a slender needle and gave Lian Ye's arm a light prick; bright red blood slowly flowed into the test tube.

Under the microscope, the cells in the blood were clearly visible.

Qianshou Feijian observed with full concentration, occasionally recording something on parchment.

Time passed second by second; inside the Laboratory there was only the hum of instruments and the rustle of the pen tip gliding across paper.

On the experiment table, Lian Ye groggily opened his eyes.

Looking at his surroundings, he felt somewhat helpless.

This Laboratory again...

Sure enough, his body still couldn't move.

He tentatively tried to lift his arm—just as expected, it wouldn't budge at all.

Lian Ye struggled to move his eyeballs and began observing his surroundings.

He saw that figure in the white coat, as usual, researching something over there.

When would this dream ever end?

As he thought about it, Lian Ye closed his eyes again.

Qianshou Feijian, who was in the middle of his research, suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "What if one person simultaneously possessed both the Senju and Uchiha bloodlines?"

Qianshou Feijian unhesitatingly drew a tube of his own blood and mixed it with Lian Ye's.

When the two types of blood came into contact, they actually resonated!

"This resonance of bloodlines—is it fusion or devourment?"

The two types of blood merged together perfectly.

"No... this isn't a conflict between two bloodlines at all!" Qianshou Feijian's voice carried disbelief.

He hastily placed the mixed blood under the microscope—

When magnified to the limit, the same spiral-shaped gene structure actually emerged from deep within those cells.

Qianshou Feijian staggered and grabbed the table, wearing an expression as if he'd seen a ghost.

"From the same origin... our bloodlines... are a power of the same source... how is this possible?!"

The experimental results told him that the Senju and the Uchiha shared the same origin!

In a daze, he felt that this world was somewhat unreal.

If Lian Ye knew, he would absolutely think Qianshou Feijian was making a fuss over nothing.

The ancestors of the Senju and the Uchiha were biological brothers, both sons of Da Tongmu Yuyi—of course their bloodlines were of the same source.