What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

He watched as Fu's expression shifted from hope to confusion, and then to disbelief.

Finally, it transformed into a look of immense anger and resentment at being deceived.

It's like watching a wonderful play.

"Move it? On what grounds?"

Di Yan's tone turned cold and domineering, "This village, and you, from now on, belong to me."

Why should I move my things?

"You...you bastard! You big liar!!"

Fu finally realized that she had been tricked.

Extreme anger caused her to unleash a powerful burst of red tailed beast chakra.

Its wings flapped violently, and it looked like it was about to launch an attack without regard for anything else.

However, Di Yan's eyes had completely lost their patience for teasing.

All that remains is a cold desire for control.

"Game time is over."

His Mangekyou Sharingan was aimed at Fu, who had lost her composure due to anger.

It's time to acquire this little wildcat that can fly.

Fu was enveloped in crimson tailed beast chakra.

Like an angry red comet.

With a piercing shriek that seemed to tear through the air, it charged straight toward Di Yan!

Her simple mind was filled with utter deception and anger.

Right now, all I want to do is teach this despicable liar a lesson!

However, this attack was powerful enough to make even ordinary Kage-level powerhouses take it seriously.

Di Yan simply stood quietly in place.

They didn't even bother to adopt a defensive stance.

In his eyes, the eerie kaleidoscope pattern began to spin wildly at an unprecedented speed.

Deep within his pupils, it seemed as if some ancient and eerie rune flashed by!

A strange, invisible, and intangible power of vision that seems to directly touch the very essence of the soul.

Like a whirlpool hidden beneath a calm lake surface.

It spread quietly.

Just as Fu rushed up to him.

The moment those eyes, burning with fury, inevitably met Di Yan's Mangekyou Sharingan...

Di Yan's lips moved slightly, uttering three deep and clear words:

"Spirit Pact, activate."

After this period of reflection...

His right eye has a kaleidoscope, an ability that can be described as heaven-defying... "Spiritual Contract".

Under the acceleration of the "Time of New Beginning" in the left eye.

The cooldown is finally over!

With his current vast spiritual power, he can easily control four Kage-level powerhouses at the same time.

Not to mention Fu, who is simple-minded and relies mainly on the power of the tailed beasts.

Moreover, this applies to the seemingly invincible tailed beasts.

The Mangekyou Sharingan is their nemesis.

Fu felt as if the world before her eyes was instantly swallowed up by an endless crimson!

That's not just a simple color.

Instead, it was as if thick blood had filled her sea of ​​consciousness!

Immediately following was a cold, domineering, and irresistible will.

Like the hardest wedge, it forcefully broke through her mental defenses.

It was deeply imprinted on the deepest part of her soul!

Her momentum came to an abrupt halt.

The tailed beast chakra surrounding him dissipated instantly, like a punctured balloon.

Those once bright and lively emerald eyes had now lost all their luster.

It became empty and lifeless, as if its soul had been taken away.

She was like a puppet with its strings cut.

It remained in a forward-leaning posture, but had lost all its strength.

It fell straight down from the sky.

Di Yan opened his arms at just the right moment and gently caught the falling Fu in his arms.

The girl's light body had a slightly warm touch.

But those empty eyes and the utterly defenseless softness.

All of this signifies that she is no longer the lively and unrestrained Seven-Tails Jinchuriki.

It is a precious collectible that has just been branded with the unique mark of Emperor Yan.

Di Yan looked down at Fu, who was in his arms with a blank expression.

He gently brushed his fingers across her wheat-colored cheeks.

Feeling the elasticity of that skin, a satisfied smile curved his lips.

"From this day forward, your power, your soul, your existence all belong to me."

"Nanao Shigeaki... Heh, another good source of material."

He held Fu in his arms and turned to walk deeper into the fortress.

As for the Takigakure Village below, which has become a ruin?

He didn't even have the interest to glance at it.

Having obtained the Seven-Tails Jinchuriki, the objective of this trip has been exceeded.

The aerial fortress emitted a deep rumble and slowly rose into the sky once again.

Completely isolate the cries and despair below.

...

The highest point of the aerial fortress.

A lookout platform cast from a special metal extends out, piercing the clouds.

It seemed to be suspended at the top of the sky.

Di Yan stretched his body and swayed his waist.

He leaned lazily against the cold railing.

Looking down at the sea of ​​clouds, which surges endlessly like a white ocean.

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The sunlight gilded the edges of the clouds, creating a magnificent spectacle.

"I'm probably the first person to experience this kind of air tremor!"

Di Yan couldn't help but sigh.

At his feet, the petite and exquisite Fu was fluttering her pair of colorful wings.

It hovers a few inches above the ground.

They behaved very well.

At this moment, Fu's little face was tilted upwards...

She seemed to want to say something.

But in the end, it was all in vain.

It sounds like a baby who has just learned to speak, or like someone whose vocal cords are damaged.

"Ugh...Master...Oh..."

Di Yan didn't hear a single word, but he didn't care.

He simply looked at Fu's wheat-colored face with great interest.

A slight furrow in his brow as he tried to express himself.

It must be said that Fu is indeed a very optimistic girl.

And those hands, though controlled by the "Spirit Contract".

But a trace of instinctive bewilderment still lingered in his turquoise eyes.

At this moment, however, there is a kind of beauty in the disjointedness.

This in itself brought Di Yan a strange sense of satisfaction.

After a while.

Perhaps he felt that Fu was tired, or perhaps Di Yan had lost interest in the novelty.

He casually reached out and offered a helping hand.

Fu immediately seemed to receive a clear instruction.

With a gentle flap of its wings, it obediently stood up.

But he kept his head down.

His posture was extremely respectful and impeccable.

This time, her voice was much clearer, although it still had a slightly mechanical quality:

"Master, please give Fu all your orders."

Di Yan smiled slightly, reached out and ruffled her short orange hair; the touch was surprisingly soft.

His gaze then fell on the pair of slightly trembling, seven-colored wings on her back.

A glint of inquiry flashed in his eyes.

"Now, turn around!"

Di Yan commanded, his tone calm yet leaving no room for argument.

"Yes, Master."

Without hesitation, Fu carried out the order and turned around gracefully.

The pair of butterfly wings on her back, which could be described as works of art, were fully displayed to Di Yan.

The veins on the wings shimmered faintly in the light, as thin as a cicada's wing.

Yet it also contains the power to allow her to soar through the sky.

Di Yan took a step closer and extended his finger.

Gently touch the edge of the wing.

A peculiar, soft yet resilient sensation came from my fingertips.

These wings, constructed entirely from chakra, seemed almost real.

Di Yan could even sense the special chakra belonging to the Seven-Tails flowing within it.