Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 258 Orochimaru sees through the truth

Aoba leaned back comfortably in his chair, holding the intelligence that Mr. Duan had just sent him.

Even though he had already guessed the outcome, he couldn't help but swear at the end.

"Goodness."

The events that unfolded were far more outrageous than he had anticipated.

Orochimaru has defected.

It was nearly six months earlier than the original timeline.

Compared to the original story where the Third Hokage secretly investigated the missing persons case and eventually traced it back to Orochimaru, Danzo now deliberately detonated this bombshell.

Danzo presented a large amount of "evidence," pinning almost all of the dirty deeds he had committed on Orochimaru.

The Third Hokage led a group to storm Orochimaru's laboratory, catching him red-handed.

Even when questioned by the Third Hokage, Orochimaru offered no explanation and instead chose to defect, thus confirming everything.

"That old man really has no shame at all."

Aoba never expected that the blame could be shifted like this.

One dares to dump, the other dares to believe.

They're really treating the many ninja clans of Konoha like fools.

However, there was one piece of information circulating wildly in the underground black market that Danzo could never erase: the assassination of the daimyo.

Because that intelligence was fake to begin with.

If the daimyo believes it, then the information is true!

There's no way to get rid of this blame. The daimyo doesn't like Danzo, and Danzo has the ability to threaten him, so he can't get rid of this responsibility no matter what he does.

Faced with pressure from the Daimyo and various forces, the Third Hokage found Tsunade and forcibly saved Danzo's life in exchange for resigning from his position as Hokage!

As a compromise, Danzo was stripped of all his posts, the Root organization was completely disbanded, and he was placed under indefinite confinement at home.

Upon seeing this, Aoba was completely stunned.

Although he had guessed that Danzo would most likely survive this time, he never expected that the Third Hokage would use this method to protect Danzo.

Ironically, most of the dirty deeds Danzo actually committed were tacitly approved and tolerated by the Third Emperor.

On the contrary, it was the false information about "assassinating the daimyo" that Aoba and his group fabricated that exposed Danzo's true colors.

"This is utterly ridiculous."

Aoba chuckled, and the intelligence scroll turned to ashes in his palm.

After that last battle, the Raikage was also defeated and formally requested Konoha to form an alliance.

The Third Hokage also clearly stated that he would formally abdicate after the war ended and recommend Tsunade to succeed him as the Fifth Hokage.

The next day.

Inside a medical tent at the Konoha camp on the front lines.

Aoba examined Shisui's eyes again in detail.

A faint green chakra lingered around Aoba's clasped fingertips, slowly seeping into Shisui's eyes as if it were a tangible substance.

"Chip, scan the eye meridians and optic nerve status," Aoba commanded in his mind.

[Ding! Scanning in progress————]

[The flow of chakra in the target's eye meridians is stable, the damage to the retinal nerves has decreased by 15%, and pupillary function is slowly recovering.]

Upon hearing the feedback from the chip in his mind, Aoba slowly withdrew his hand, and the green light at his fingertips dissipated.

Aoba asked, "How are you feeling?"

Shisui slowly opened his eyes. His scarlet Sharingan with three tomoe quickly swirled in his eye sockets before disappearing, returning to his normal black pupils.

An undisguised joy appeared on his face.

"Lord Aoba, the effects of your specially made soldier rations are simply incredible!"

"I can clearly feel that my depleted pupil power is slowly recovering, and my vision has been fully restored," Shisui said excitedly.

"At the current rate of recovery, if I only use 'light' to subtly influence a person's will, it will probably only take two or three months to completely replenish their depleted eye power!"

"Um."

Upon hearing this, Aoba nodded.

The pupil power of a regular kaleidoscope is not irreversible, but the recovery is relatively small and takes a long time.

In the original work, Itachi Uchiha would need to rest for a long time after using it once, but he managed to hold on until Sasuke grew up.

"Still water".

Aoba looked at him. "Now, I need you to do something for me."

"Please give your orders, Lord Aoba!"

"Seal your 'Kotoamatsukami' into my eyes using the transcription seal."

The Transfer Seal is an advanced sealing technique that can seal eye techniques into another person's eyes and be triggered under specific conditions.

In the original story, Itachi Uchiha sealed Amaterasu in Sasuke's eyes to use against Obito.

And now, Aoba is actually asking Shisui to hand over his strongest trump card—Kotoamatsukami!

However, to Aoba's surprise, Shisui did not hesitate at all.

"Yes, Lord Aoba!"

Seeing Shisui's decisive manner, Aoba raised an eyebrow in surprise.

"Aren't you going to ask me why I did this?"

Aoba raised an eyebrow.

Shisui shook his head, his eyes clear and firm: "Lord Aoba has his reasons for doing this."

"You little rascal—"

Aoba sighed, then his expression turned serious.

"Shisui, you said before that Kotoamatsukami can modify the target's will without being detected, but it needs to cool down for more than ten years before it can be used again after one use, right?"

Shisui nodded: "Yes, this is information I obtained after I gradually mastered the pupil techniques contained in my eyes after activating the Kaleidoscope."

"This result may not be correct."

Aoba shook her head, her tone resolute.

Shisui was slightly taken aback, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

"Based on my research on the Mangekyou Sharingan, the Mangekyou Sharingan is also known as the Eye of the Mind."

"His unique eye technique was not acquired randomly, but rather a distorted projection of his subconscious 'most needed ability' or 'deepest obsession.' However, the execution of any technique must adhere to the principle of equivalent exchange."

Aoba slowly spoke, "The more powerful the technique, the more eye power is consumed after casting it."

"The illusion technique Kotoamatsukami, which can directly alter the will of others, has reached the pinnacle of the spiritual realm, and the eye power it consumes is terrifying."

Aoba's tone became serious, "Even if it really has a ten-year cooldown period, the eye power you have lost will absolutely not recover on its own during these ten years. Even with the medicine I provide, it is impossible to fully recover."

"In other words, based on my speculation, even if the cooldown period ends in ten years, you will only be able to use Kotoamatsukami once more, after which your eyes will completely lose their sight."

Upon hearing this cruel truth, Shisui's pupils constricted sharply, and his hands instinctively clenched into fists.

Can it only be used twice? After two uses, I will be completely blind?

The price was far heavier than he had imagined.

But he quickly came to terms with it.

Shisui took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked firmly at Aoba: "If Lord Aoba needs this power, even if I lose my sight because of it, I will do so willingly."

Looking into Shisui's pure eyes, Aoba couldn't help but laugh.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll use this power to do things that would harm Konoha?" Aoba asked with a half-smile.

"Lord Aoba wouldn't do that."

Shisui shook his head firmly: "I believe in Lord Aoba. Everything you have done is for the future of Konoha."

Why do you trust me so much?

"Because you turned the Uchiha clan into the Uchiha clan of Konoha!"

Upon hearing this, Qingye smiled and shook her head, saying nothing more.

"Since you have no objections, let's begin."

Shisui took a deep breath, and his eyes instantly transformed into a kaleidoscope pattern resembling a sword.

"Translate the seal!"

Late at night, a few days later.

The camp at the front-line command post was quiet, with only the occasional sound of patrolling ninja footsteps.

Inside Qingye's tent, there were no lights; it was pitch black.

Aoba, who was fast asleep, suddenly opened her eyes without warning.

In the darkness, his gaze calmly fell upon the corner of the tent.

rustling sound —

A very slight scraping sound rang out, and then a white snake as thick as an arm silently slithered in through a gap at the bottom of the tent.

Seemingly sensing Qingye's gaze, the white snake stopped swimming, slowly raised its head, and stared intently at Qingye with its cold, vertical pupils.

next moment.

The white snake suddenly opened its blood-red maw, and a pair of pale hands covered in sticky liquid emerged from its mouth, grabbing the edge of its snout.

A man with long black hair and a face as pale as paper slowly crawled out of the snake's mouth, as if emerging from a cocoon.

Orochimaru!

Looking at Orochimaru, who was covered in sticky, transparent mucus, Aoba's lips twitched involuntarily.

This way of putting on the show is as disgusting as ever.

Swish!

Just as Orochimaru had steadied himself, a black figure appeared in front of Aoba like a ghost.

A flash of cold light.

A sharp ninja sword was already pressed against Orochimaru's neck.

"Who goes there?!"

Shisui's cold, sharp voice rang out inside the tent, his scarlet Sharingan with its three tomoe radiating a chilling killing intent in the darkness.

However, when Shisui finally saw the face of the person in front of him in the dim light, he was completely stunned.

"Orochimaru——-sama?!"

Shisui looked completely bewildered.

At this time, news of Orochimaru's defection had not yet reached the front lines.

To maintain morale, the Konoha leadership suppressed this news within the village.

After all, Orochimaru was one of the Legendary Sannin of Konoha and had served as the commander-in-chief on the front lines, so he had quite a few followers.

Orochimaru seemed oblivious to the ninja sword at his neck, his golden vertical pupils scrutinizing Shisui's eyes with great interest.

"Hehehe————"

Orochimaru let out a hoarse, deep laugh, sticking out his long tongue to wash his face. "What beautiful eyes. The Uchiha clan always manages to create such captivating works of art."

Aoba lit the lamp and patted Shisui on the shoulder.

"Alright, Shisui, put the knife away and go outside to keep watch. Don't let anyone near this tent."

Although Shisui was filled with doubts, he would absolutely obey Aoba's orders.

"Yes, Lord Aoba."

Shisui sheathed his ninja sword and, before leaving the tent, respectfully bowed slightly to Orochimaru.

After Shisui left, Aoba glared at Orochimaru with annoyance.

"Stop looking, you're drooling."

Aoba took out a test tube and threw it to Orochimaru.

Snapped.

Orochimaru caught the test tube, and a strange light flashed in his eyes as he looked at the shimmering blue liquid inside.

"Drink it."

Aoba complained, somewhat speechlessly, "Can't you come during the day? It's always at night, making me feel like the villain!"

"And you're already so badly injured, yet you still came all this way to find me. You're an S-rank rogue ninja from Konoha now, aren't you afraid I'll capture you and take you back for that huge bounty?"

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru's smile deepened.

Without the slightest hesitation, he pulled out the stopper of the test tube and drank the "water of life" inside in one gulp.

Gudong.

As the medicine entered his throat, Orochimaru clearly felt a vast and pure life force explode within his body.

The abdominal injury healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye, and even the hidden injuries left from before were repaired, and his chakra was restored to its peak state!

"What an incredible potion! Is this the power of celestial magic?!"

Orochimaru felt the surge of power within him, his eyes gleaming with fanaticism.

"Konoha has too many rules, and Sarutobi-sensei is too old-fashioned."

"He simply doesn't understand that the pursuit of truth should not be bound by those trivial morals and emotions."

Orochimaru sneered, his gaze fixed intently on Aoba.

"Aoba-kun, haven't you been waiting for me?!"

Aoba asked expressionlessly, "Really?"

"Actually, I didn't believe it at first."

Orochimaru spoke slowly, his tone tinged with fanaticism, "But now it seems, Aoba-kun, you must have obtained information about the future through some special means, right?"

These words were spoken.

Upon hearing Orochimaru's words, a perfectly timed look of surprise flashed in Aoba's eyes.

Orochimaru keenly noticed this fleeting look of surprise.

"Hehehe—it seems I guessed right."

Orochimaru couldn't help but chuckle softly, his laughter filled with the excitement of discovering a huge secret.

"To benefit from information from the future, such as that resurrection spell that can bring the dead back to life, and this potion with immense life force—"

"This is truly incredible! The mysteries of time, the trajectory of fate—this is the ultimate truth of the world! Aoba-kun, you are simply a living treasure!"

Orochimaru's smile widened instantly, even taking on a hint of madness.

Aoba smiled and shook his head, his tone carrying a hint of admiration: "As expected of Lord Orochimaru, his insight is truly unmatched."

He didn't ask Orochimaru how he figured it out.

Asking such a basic question would make Orochimaru doubt whether he was actually Aoba.

Actually, by summarizing some of Aoba's past events, we can roughly deduce some of the truth.

To a normal person, Yamashiro Aoba is incredibly lucky. His journey has been remarkably smooth, with almost no detours. He has consistently been at the forefront of the times, rising from an ordinary civilian to become one of the strongest ninjas in the world.

But Orochimaru is no ordinary person; he is a researcher and a seeker of truth.

After seeing Dan's resurrection, he studied the entire life of Yamashiro Aoba.

What others consider a stroke of luck is full of doubts to him; even research that holds true in theory requires dozens or hundreds of experiments.

Yamashiro Aoba, however, seemed to have a third eye, as if he already knew all along.

Scientific research requires bold hypotheses and careful verification.

Even if this assumption is outrageous!

Now that they were being verified in person, Orochimaru's suspicions were indeed confirmed!

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