chsdbacks Chapter 103: Black Jue drinks heartily as he leaves the mountain.
Chapter 103: Black Jue drinks heartily as he leaves the mountain.
Wanci's gaze sharpened slightly, and his heart was already clear.
Black Zetsu's Sage Art uses himself as a medium to grant others temporary power, from refining chakra to mastering Sage Techniques. However, this power is ultimately illusory; without Black Zetsu, everything returns to nothing.
Wanci's gaze fell on Hei Jue, his fingertips lightly twirling, his expression thoughtful.
Black Zetsu's sage techniques are neither too strong nor too weak.
It mainly depends on the host's strength.
The weaker the host, the stronger.
The stronger the host, the stronger it becomes!
Black Zetsu is essentially a lower-powered version of the Six Paths Power, used ten thousand times.
"Interesting...maybe..."
Wanci's gaze fell upon Black Zetsu, his brows slightly raised.
The thoughts swirling in his mind gradually became clearer, but he was still weighing his actions in interfering with fate.
"Sage, Black Zetsu's sage techniques are all supportive, lacking offensive capabilities. How should his sage assessment be conducted?"
Fukasaku squatted on the bluestone, his frog eyes wide open, and asked in confusion, having come to ask for instructions on this very matter.
Black Zetsu also raised its eyes, its dark eyes filled with anticipation. After a year of diligently cultivating immortal techniques, it was waiting for Wan Ci to set the test questions.
Then I can call myself the Black Zetsu Immortal.
Wanci gently raised one hand.
He said calmly, "Hei Jue, your immortal assessment is different from everyone else's."
Black Zetsu immediately withdrew his scattered immortal power, bowed respectfully, and said, "Please enlighten me, Immortal. Black Zetsu will do his utmost."
Ten thousand times he stood with his hands behind his back, his clothes fluttering slightly in the mountain breeze.
"I want you to come out of seclusion and assist someone."
The Dao is profound and unfathomable, appearing countless times.
"Whom is the immortal referring to?"
Black Zetsu was puzzled. In the ninja world, it couldn't think of anyone worthy of being appointed by the Sage to assist it.
"The reincarnation of the modern-day Asura, the Thousand-Armed Crane."
The moment the ten thousand words fell
Black Zetsu's figure stiffened abruptly, his pitch-black body trembling slightly, clearly not expecting this answer.
Fukasaku, standing to the side, also stared wide-eyed, his frog mouth slightly agape, frozen in place.
The two did not interfere with the destiny of Indra and Asura by accident. This sage had intervened in their reincarnation entanglements many times in the past, not just once or twice.
I just didn't expect that this time they wouldn't even bother with acting.
It seemed as if he could see through their thoughts.
A smile ten thousand times.
So he explained, "You don't need to overthink it. I'm not biased towards interfering; I just want this fateful duel to proceed normally."
"In this life, Ashura was born unable to refine chakra and was reduced to a mortal. He doesn't even have the qualifications to enter the game, so this duel loses its meaning."
Wanci is the referee in this fateful showdown.
One should adapt to circumstances and, when necessary, transform into the invisible hand of fate to correct the deviation in the course of destiny and allow the game to continue.
Moreover, a small opening doesn't count as an opening.
Even if Indra knew, he would approve of his actions.
Indra certainly didn't want to win in such an unfair way; he definitely wanted a fair and square fight.
Wanci turned his gaze to Hei Jue again, his tone resolute: "Since your immortal assessment hasn't started yet, let's just combine the two into one."
"Your task for this immortal trial is to descend the mountain and assist Senju Crane."
"There's no need to force a victory or defeat in this duel. Once this fateful final battle between Indra and Asura comes to an end, I will judge whether you can pass the sage's test based on your performance."
Following this, Wan Ci stated the assessment requirements:
"Remember two things: First, do not teach him the Sage Techniques of Mount Myōboku; second, do not use the Mayfly Technique to escape at crucial moments. You only need to offer him advice and guide him to refine and cultivate his chakra on his own."
"Yes, sir!"
Black Zetsu immediately bowed and accepted the order. Then, he raised his eyes, a hint of hesitation in his dark pupils, and cautiously asked, "Immortal, in your heart, do you want him to win or lose?"
Upon hearing this, Wan Ci's lips curled into a mysterious smile, his eyes unfathomable.
He simply said, "This is also part of your assessment; figure it out on your own."
In plain language: I won't tell you, you have to guess.
Before he finished speaking, the celestial mist surrounding him suddenly surged and disappeared in an instant, enveloping his figure.
After Wanci left, Fukasaku hopped forward, his frog-like face beaming with a warm smile, and cupped his frog paws, saying, "Congratulations, Brother Black Zetsu!"
"With your intelligence, passing this test will be a piece of cake. Besides, you'll get to see the world of ninjas this time, and you won't be stuck on Mount Myōboku anymore. I congratulate you in advance on becoming an immortal!"
Black Zetsu sighed helplessly, his dark figure swaying slightly, his face showing difficulty: "Fukasaku, I am both surprised and delighted, but more than anything, I am apprehensive."
"If we can't accurately gauge the immortal's intentions, we might ruin this assessment."
Black Zetsu felt helpless. Wanci was always so enigmatic, never giving any hints. He had no idea whether to help Senju Tsuruka or let things take their course.
"Hey! Don't think about these worries, just do what you want."
Fukasaku waved his frog paw and smiled reassuringly.
"The Great Immortal is gentle and kind. Even if you make a mistake, he will not blame you. Just follow your heart."
Black Zetsu nodded slowly and solemnly cupped his hands in greeting to Fukasaku: "In that case, I will leave the mountain immediately."
"I'll leave the task of recording history at Mount Myoboku to you or Afei for the time being."
"good!"
Fukasaku readily agreed, casually picking up a cup of sake from the stone platform beside him. The sake shimmered with a subtle glow as he handed it to Kuro Zetsu: "Here, drink this farewell cup. I wish you a smooth journey in your assessment."
"Perfect timing, I'm thirsty!"
Black Zetsu raised his hand to take the wine cup, tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp. The wine went down his throat and dispelled the hesitation in his heart.
The two looked at each other and burst into laughter at the same time.
"Hahahahaha..."
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Wanci then went to see the toad pills.
The man and the frog chatted about many things related to technology.
Specifically, he proposed ideas ten thousand times, and then Hamamaru planned them out.
Suddenly, Wanci sensed a message.
"Oh? The tailed beasts are attacking."
Wanci smiled slightly, looking at the tailed beasts and wanting to video call themselves.
"Hehe, it's good that those little beasts still remember their teacher."
Gamamaru smiled and said that it also remembered the days when it played with them every day.
"Come on, come with me to pick them up, it'll be a good opportunity to meet them."
Wanci smiled at Gamamaru.
Toad Ball nodded
A fairy and a frog entered a video call.
When the call was connected, it was discovered that there was only one Nine-Tails.
"Oh? Kurama, why are you the only one here?"
Wanci asked in confusion.
The Nine Lama, though his expression was grave, said respectfully, "Teacher, this is a private matter, and there are some things I would like to say to you."
Gamamaru raised an eyebrow after hearing this.
Wan Ci paused slightly, keenly sensing what was happening, but still asked, "What did you say?"
A hint of hesitation appeared between the brows of the Nine Lamas, but then it seemed that the Nine Lamas had made up his mind!
"It's about things in the human world..."
"Nine Lamas said in a deep voice."
Upon hearing this
"Um."
Wan nodded slightly, his expression remaining calm, though he had already expected it.
Gamamaru shuddered, startled!
Is the Nine Lama planning to advise his teacher about those things in the human world?