Until he has the absolute power to overturn the chessboard, caution is his only creed for survival.

"Leave it to me."

The shadow clone nodded and stuffed the blood-written letter into his robes.

He then silently slipped out of the cave and, taking advantage of the dense forest of the Warring States period, sped towards the Uchiha clan's front-line camp.

The main body of Yue sat by the fire, listening to the gurgling water outside the cave, and his gaze fell once again on Uchiha Hikaru, who was fast asleep beside him.

The little girl seemed to be having a good dream. Her usually tense face had miraculously relaxed, and she even smacked her lips slightly, as if savoring the taste of the grilled fish.

Yue couldn't help but chuckle softly, pulling the coat draped over her shoulders up a little higher.

"Sleep well, light."

The night was deep and dark, like a heavy inkstone pressing down on the Uchiha clan's front-line camp.

The coldness within the Elder's tent had already reached Uchiha Chiri's ears without missing a single word.

At this moment, Zhili sat quietly cross-legged inside his unassuming tent.

There were no lights in the tent, only an ancient Uchiha short sword on the table.

"The Uchiha have... reached their limit."

Zhili slowly opened his eyes, and those originally gentle black eyes were now surging with an extremely terrifying pupil power.

The three tomoe spun and stretched wildly, eventually transforming into the kaleidoscope pattern that symbolized the ultimate power of the Uchiha clan.

The Uchiha clan's mad chariot is accelerating wildly on the edge of an endless abyss, crushing the bloody flesh and bones of its own kind beneath its wheels.

"Since words and tenderness can no longer awaken these demons consumed by power and strength, then we have no choice but to resort to that method..."

Zhili slowly touched his right eye, the only remaining source of sight, and a resolute look appeared on his aged face.

She plans to storm the high command tents right here, tonight!

She was willing to risk complete blindness in her right eye and plunging into eternal darkness to unleash her ultimate illusion on the Grand Elder and other supreme rulers.

Izanami!

Even if it meant her immediate death, she was willing to do it.

"Everything, for the Uchiha..."

Just as Chiri was about to get up and face his death.

“Du”.

A very faint, muffled thud, like a kunai being driven into a wooden post, suddenly rang out from the blind spot about ten paces outside the tent.

Chapter 25 Zhili's Unreserved Teaching

If it weren't for the fact that Chiri's mental energy was highly concentrated at the moment, she would have almost overlooked this tiny movement that blended into the night breeze.

Zhili's pupils suddenly froze, and the next second he was already outside the tent.

The surroundings were quiet, without even a trace of the enemy's chakra.

Only on a wooden stake at the edge of the camp was a kunai tied with rough cloth.

Chiri cautiously pulled out the kunai and, by the moonlight, unfolded the piece of cloth.

There was only one line written in blood:

[Thirty miles south of Cherry Blossom Valley, meet at Broken Moon Cliff at midnight tomorrow. —Two students you taught the Great Fireball Technique]

Upon seeing the words "two students," Zhili's Mangekyou Sharingan instantly shut down, as if the impending storm had never occurred.

"Light...moon..."

Her hunched body trembled slightly, and a crack appeared in her taut nerves at that moment.

They're not dead!

These two children actually survived the deadly sealing formations of the Senju and Sarutobi clans, despite being ruthlessly abandoned by their families!

Heaven have mercy.

Zhili closed her eyes, took a deep breath of the cold air, and felt a slight warmth in her eyes.

"Since the young spark is still burning, it seems there's no need for this old woman to die here."

……

The next day, at midnight.

Thirty miles south of Cherry Blossom Valley lies Broken Moon Cliff.

The terrain here is treacherous, with strong winds howling through the steep cliffs, creating a sound like the wailing of ghosts and wolves.

On the cliff top, Uchiha Chiri stood alone, draped in a windproof gray-black cloak, quietly under the moonlight.

She brought no attendants, nor did she even bother to conceal her weapons; she simply waited calmly.

"Senior Zhili."

A tall, slender black figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the cliff.

Uchiha Tsukuyomi was wearing that tattered combat uniform, and his left eye was wrapped in a blood-stained bandage.

In his remaining right eye, the three-tomoe Sharingan was carefully scrutinizing the old man before him.

Chiri looked at the boy in front of her, a hint of shock flashing in her eyes, but she quickly regained her composure.

With her unparalleled mastery of Yin Escape, she saw through the illusion and reality almost the instant Yue emerged.

"The chakra is distributed so perfectly that even I was almost fooled... Such exquisite clone technique is unheard of in the Warring States period. It seems that you used this technique to deceive the senses of the Senju and Sarutobi clans, didn't you?"

Zhili looked at the moon, her tone devoid of any anger or displeasure at being caught off guard.

"Please forgive me, senior. We are now dead on the family register, a thorn in the side of the Senju clan, and have no choice but to hide in the gutter like rats. This clone is the only means I can currently use."

"Very cautious and intelligent. In this cannibalistic era, only someone like you, who has guarded himself to the bone, can protect that child, Guang, and keep him alive."

She paused for a moment, then looked into the moon's eyes.

"Tell me, if there's anything this old woman can help with, I'll definitely help, if you trust me."

I didn't expect it to be so direct.

Yue bowed and, without hesitation, spoke her mind directly: "Senior, I want two things."

Which two?

"First, I need the blueprints for the underlying formation of the 'Fountain of Light' and its construction principles."

"You want to replicate that cannibalistic evil magic?!"

"No, quite the opposite, I will try to crack it and improve it. Only in this way can my eyes be healed and I will have the power to protect the light."

Zhili's eyes flickered slightly.

Does it protect the light?

Zhili pondered silently, without rushing to answer.

“Then… what about the second thing?” Zhili asked.

The shadow clone of the moon stared intently into Chiri's eyes and said, word by word:

"The second thing... I want to learn from you the most profound Yin Release techniques in the world and the secret arts you have accumulated over the years."

Silence, and then a long silence.

"I can agree to the second thing, but I'm sorry, I can't do the first thing."

Although it cannot be perfect, being able to directly learn the secret techniques of governance and the profound mysteries of Yin Escape is still a very rewarding experience.

"I understand Senior Zhili's concerns, but I am extremely grateful to be able to learn the profound secrets of Yin Release from you."

Zhili gave the boy in front of her a deep look.

"Calling me 'senior' feels a bit formal, how about just calling me 'grandma'?"

"what?"

"Come here at midnight tomorrow to retrieve the scroll. From now on, wait here every day at midnight. If I have time, I will come here to personally instruct you."

Such kindness! It's never enough.

Yue felt grateful, and her tone became warm and affectionate.

“Okay, Grandma Chiri.”

……

It has been two months since I obtained the secret scroll from Zhili.

In the past two months, Uchiha Yue seemed to have truly become a ghost devoted to studying.

Every night, on the precipitous Broken Moon Cliff, one old man and one young man can occasionally be seen.

Chiri kept her promise and would come over whenever she had time.

She is indeed a strict teacher who holds nothing back.

From the most basic theory of Yin Release chakra, "creating something from nothing," to the materialization and shaping of spiritual energy, and how to use extremely weak ocular power to manipulate the enemy's five senses... she imparted almost all her lifelong insights into the Sharingan and spiritual power to others.

"Yin Dun is not simply an illusion technique, but an art that uses spiritual energy as its source to create 'form' out of thin air."

Zhili stood on the edge of the cliff, his withered fingers lightly touching the air.

Without any hand seals, merely the flow of chakra caused the surrounding raging night wind to freeze instantly, then transform into countless translucent black butterflies that fluttered and danced.

"Moon, your eye power is strong, but too crude. You are used to using the kaleidoscope to brute forcefully crush the rules, but you don't know how to weave eye power."

The shadow clone of the moon stood to the side, its single eye filled with shock.

He was like a dry sponge, frantically absorbing this top-notch knowledge that had long been lost in later generations.

The logical thinking of modern people and the experiential wisdom of the Warring States masters were colliding and merging violently in his mind.

……

And several kilometers away from Broken Moon Cliff, in that hidden, damp underground tree hole.

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