Konoha: On the night of the massacre, I summoned Inuyasha.

After all, it was just a charade. If it weren't for not wanting to lose his friends, Yue wouldn't even be willing to waste his energy on a charade.

Another purpose was to unify the ninja world and bring the war-torn world under one rule.

After all, Yue was not a cold-blooded and ruthless person. Now that he had achieved all his goals in the ninja world, he was not stingy in spending some effort to bring peace to the ninja world.

Soon, Orochimaru left, and the Sage of Six Paths and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Gentlemen, please help me."

Even without Orochimaru, I still have the ambition to bring peace to the world.

Moreover, we can't escape his twisted sense of humor; his Orochimaru-like games won't spare anyone.

The moon suddenly spoke.

"Except for myself..."

He quickly added a sentence to his mind.

Yue planned to only symbolically participate in a few of Orochimaru's games before ceasing her participation.

As for whether the Sage of Six Paths and the others had any doubts?

As long as Lee, Tenten, Naruto, Sasuke, Sakura, and Kiba don't suspect anything, it doesn't matter.

Yue has always only ever cared about these friends.

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In the days that followed, the Ten-Tails of the Moon retrieved and devoured the Ten-Tails that had roamed the ninja world...

The entire ninja world was restored to its original state.

Besides the Third Hokage, Homura Mitokado, Koharu Utatane, and other older ninjas who "passed away with a smile" due to the God Tree's extraction of chakra, clones of them appeared outside of the Yomi no Tsuki.

After escaping the control of the Divine Tree, the other ninjas quickly regained their original bodies and powers.

Even Kaguya and Madara Uchiha had their lives spared by the moon, and were made to appear as wild monsters once every seven days.

However, Madara Uchiha had fallen below the level of the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki, retaining only a portion of the Ten-Tails' power, with a strength of approximately six stars and level six.

Although only her head remains, Princess Kaguya still possesses a level of six stars and nine.

Of course, Princess Kaguya would likely suffer a terrible defeat in her battle against Madara.

However, they never actually fought. They only fought each other once every seven days, and each time Orochimaru, in his Moon clone form, was badly beaten.

After being resurrected, the thing Kaguya did most, besides getting beaten up, was to stare at the Sage of Six Paths brothers like a ghost on the day she was beaten up.

It made the two of them feel extremely uncomfortable, yet they had no choice but to accept it.

Black Zetsu, however, is enjoying the happiness of having a mother a thousand years later.

The ninja world was subsequently unified, and Yue merely symbolically became the emperor of the ninja world before handing over affairs to the Sage of Six Paths brothers and the original leaders of the five villages.

All he wanted was peace and some kind of fairness.

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With the power of the Kunlun Mirror, the Divine Tree began searching for other worlds at an even faster pace.

One day, Yue, a nascent soul who had just arrived in a modern world, had not yet learned much about this world when he suddenly discovered that a dark spacetime vortex had suddenly formed not far from him.

It absorbs the soul of a recently deceased person.

"Um?

The birth of time travelers?

Another world beyond this one?

A tremor ran through Yue's heart. She immediately abandoned her original world and plunged directly into the soon-to-disappear spacetime vortex, attempting to enter a completely new world.

In Yue Qianshi's many years of writing novels, the worlds she traveled to were mostly more powerful than the original world.

Chapter 209 The Power of Fighting, Third Stage!

After the nascent form of Yue's soul left this world.

At a breakfast stall not far from here, a young man suddenly looked up and frowned.

"What's wrong, Yang Xiao?"

Across from him, a man with the air of a schoolteacher from the late 20th century asked with some surprise.

"No, it's nothing..."

I just sensed some fluctuations from a ghostly realm.

However, it doesn't quite look like it; it must be an illusion.

Yang Xiao shook his head and said somewhat nonchalantly.

"is it?"

The man, who resembled a schoolteacher, seemed lost in thought but did not ask any further questions.

But a hint of seriousness flashed in his eyes; he had sensed that fluctuation as well.

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"Power of Battle, Level Three!"

The moon was like a silver plate, and the sky was filled with countless stars.

Xiao Yan lay sprawled on the grass atop the mountain, the sounds of his clansmen's mocking laughter still faintly echoing in his ears.

"Hey, a genius?"

"This good-for-nothing has disgraced the family."

"If the clan chief weren't his father, this piece of trash would have been thrown out of the clan long ago and left to fend for himself."

"The genius who was once famous in Wutan City, hey, did something wrong and was punished by the heavens?"

A series of mocking voices echoed in his ears, and Xiao Yan felt that the grass roots he was chewing tasted extremely bitter.

"Are all these people really this mean?"

Three years ago, they fawned over and pandered to me, this genius; three years later, they're kicking me when I'm down.

"Hey, damn God!"

Did you send me through time just so I could enjoy the treatment of a genius and then be treated like trash and toyed with?

Grass!"

Xiao Yan spat out the grass root from his mouth, his face contorted in a grimace.

But soon, Xiao Yan's face fell again, and he lay down on the grass with a slump, looking utterly dejected.

As a transmigrator, Xiao Yan was born with a soul stronger than that of ordinary people in this world, which made him known as the genius of Wutan City.

However, three years ago, his fighting spirit suddenly disappeared, and even if he worked hard to cultivate it back, it would disappear again in a very short time.

Thus, genius was reduced to worthless, and glory became a laughing stock.

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"Third Young Master, the clan leader requests your presence in the main hall."

At dawn, Xiao Yan opened his eyes with a ferocious expression, still reeling from another fruitless cultivation attempt. Outside the room, the voice of Butler Mo could be heard.

Old, yet kind.

"I see."

Xiao Yan cleared his mind and gave a response.

He remembered his father telling him last night that a distinguished guest would be arriving today.

Soon, Xiao Yan entered the reception hall under the guidance of Butler Mo, immediately attracting the attention of many people.

The hall was very spacious, and quite a few people had already arrived.

Those seated at the very top were naturally Xiao Zhan, the clan leader, and three indifferent-looking elders.

These three are elders of the clan, and their power is no less than that of the clan leader. They are similar to the two advisors during the reign of the Fourth Hokage, Tsunade, and they greatly influence the clan leader's power.

To the left of these four people sat other influential and powerful elders of the family.

Beside them were some of their close juniors, as well as some of the more outstanding young talents in the clan in recent years.

This does not include Xiao Yan's two older brothers, who left the family early on to make a living elsewhere, and are said to be doing very well.

To the right of the four people were two sitting and two standing, a total of four strangers.

Xiao Yan narrowed his eyes. As expected, these four people were the distinguished guests his father, Xiao Zhan, had mentioned.

Xiao Yan's gaze swept across the four faces with great politeness, but his attention was soon drawn to one of the exceptionally handsome young men.

A long, moon-white robe draped over her body outlined her perfectly sculpted face, which wore a gentle smile that made her appear approachable.

She has a slender figure, but does not appear thin; her proportions are exceptionally perfect.

Despite being around the same age as me, he possessed an extraordinary presence. Simply sitting there, he was like the only light in the night, drawing everyone's attention.

A young god!

If Xiao Yan were to describe it, he would probably think for a long time before finally using these four words.

Not only himself, but almost everyone in the room, including his own father, was watching that person's presence, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

Especially the girls in the tribe, the way they looked at the boy was as if they wanted to devour him whole.

Xiao Yan believed that if the young man spoke up, most of the girls would offer themselves to him tonight.

As for the other three people...

After a long while, Xiao Yan finally turned his gaze away from the boy and looked at the other three.

An elderly man, also dressed in a moon-white robe.

The old man had a smile on his face and looked extraordinary, but occasionally he would look at the boy from the beginning with a hint of humility in his eyes.

Xiao Yan raised an eyebrow slightly, his opinion of the young man rising once again.