After the laughter faded, Chōmei still turned to Gekko Chizan with a question.
After all, what had just happened was gnawing at his mind.
"Chizan, this guy was clearly dead. Why was he still able to move?"
"And if I'm not mistaken, his eyes just now were Rinnegan?"
The Rinnegan of the Sage of Six Paths was the most familiar thing to him. After all, it was the Sage of Six Paths who created them. How could he mistake it?
Gekko Chizan's expression darkened a little. After all, being played like that left him extremely displeased.
"That's right, it was indeed the Rinnegan. The reason he could still move even after death was also because of the Rinnegan's power."
"That black rod is like a signal receiver. The caster can fully control a corpse through it."
"Of course, it has to be a corpse for him to control it."
"This is one application of the Rinnegan's power. Damn Uchiha Madara, he even resorted to this kind of method."
"What did I ever do to provoke him?"
"That bastard—he thinks I can't deal with him, is that it?!"
The more he spoke, the more furious he became. But Chōmei was completely stunned.
The power of the Rinnegan? …Such familiar words and strength. He never thought anyone besides the old Sage of Six Paths could actually possess the Rinnegan.
"Uchiha Madara, huh? He's just an Uchiha clansman. How could he possibly have the Rinnegan?"
"Hmph, isn't it obvious? He obtained the Senju Clan's genes from Hashirama Senju and fused them with his own. The combination of Uchiha and Senju is the power of the Six Paths, isn't it? And the representative dōjutsu of the Six Paths' power is none other than the Rinnegan."
Hearing this from Gekko Chizan, Chōmei fell silent. He hadn't expected such a person to exist. Could someone really reach the level of the Sage of Six Paths with human means?
Terrifying.
But then Chōmei grew puzzled again. If the opponent was truly that powerful, why hadn't he shown up in person?
"Chōmei, Uchiha Madara belongs to the previous era. Even if he's alive, he's already an old man."
"His body functions must have dropped to rock bottom. What could he possibly do? This sort of disgraceful method is all he has left to disgust others."
Thinking of how, in the original story, Uchiha Madara used Genjutsu to hypnotize Kirigakure shinobi, Gekko Chizan couldn't help but start ranting.
A rotten old geezer, wicked to the core!
No, this couldn't stand. He had to go find Uchiha Madara. Anyway, he was just an old geezer—better to finish him off once and for all!
That way, there would be no Fourth Great Ninja War. He could finally live his days in peace.
Yes, that's it!
Thinking this, Gekko Chizan was instantly fired up. But soon, he deflated like a popped balloon.
Because he had no idea where Uchiha Madara actually was…
He knew it was somewhere in a cave, but the scope was far too large. How was he supposed to find him?
Chōmei stared at Gekko Chizan—smiling one moment, frowning the next, then sighing—until he couldn't hold it in anymore and asked:
"Chizan, what are you doing? Didn't we already deal with the enemy?"
"Come on, why are we still hanging around here?"
Gekko Chizan helplessly nodded. Just as he was about to walk off, he caught sight of the massive pit he had burned out earlier. In an instant, a spark lit up in his mind.
He suddenly shouted with excitement:
"Right! Even if I don't know where he is, I can still curse him!"
The loud cry nearly scared the soul out of Chōmei.
He was about to complain when he saw Gekko Chizan run to an open patch of ground and start writing down a name.
うちはマダラ
Uchiha Madara!
Then he began circling the name, over and over again, one loop after another.
Chōmei's mouth twitched violently. What the hell was this kid doing? Writing a name on the ground and drawing circles around it? Could that really kill someone???
But unbeknownst to him, the very moment Gekko Chizan started drawing circles—
Far away, Uchiha Madara, who was seated before the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path, suddenly felt something amiss.
But as someone who possessed the Rinnegan, he didn't believe for a second that anyone could find him, much less threaten him.
He dismissed it and thought no more of it. But right at that moment, White Zetsu suddenly ran over from the side.
In his hands was a giant leaf, and inside it seemed to be… something.
"Madara! Madara!"
"Look! Quick, look!"
Excited, White Zetsu ran toward Uchiha Madara at full speed, not noticing the bump on the ground.
The next second, he tripped, and the thing in his hands went flying—landing right on Uchiha Madara.
Uchiha Madara: …
White Zetsu: Eh??
"You idiot! You fool! White Zetsu! What the hell are you doing?!"
"How dare you bring such filthy trash in here!"
"Get it off me! Now! You're pissing me off!"
Yes—what White Zetsu had brought back was nothing other than a lump of feces emitting orange-yellow gas.
White Zetsu wasn't human. Although he had consciousness, he always had a bizarre curiosity: what did it feel like to take a dump?
And just now, while wandering outside, he saw a bear drop one right in front of him. Excited, he decided to bring it back.
And thus, this scene unfolded.
"Ah! Sorry, sorry!"
"I'll clean it up for you right away!"
Feeling embarrassed, White Zetsu quickly rushed forward to help Uchiha Madara clean it off.
But he was clumsy, flailing hands and feet, and ended up smacking Uchiha Madara several times.
"You idiot! Be careful! My body is extremely fragile!"
"Ugh! My ribs!"
White Zetsu had no sense of force. Carelessly, he actually broke one of Madara's ribs.
Pain twisted Madara's face.
But remembering that White Zetsu was his own creation, even if he was furious, there was nothing he could do. Given his current condition, he still needed White Zetsu's help.
At the side, Black Zetsu couldn't bear to watch anymore and silently closed his eyes.
For the first time, he began doubting his earlier beliefs.
"You bastard! I told you—gently!"
"And you hit me again!"
With another rib broken, Uchiha Madara finally snapped, his whole body radiating murderous intent.
After three straight bouts of misfortune, he was about to explode.
Little did he know, the entire reason for his streak of bad luck was none other than Gekko Chizan's "draw a circle and curse you."
At this moment, Gekko Chizan finally stopped drawing circles. Not because he didn't want to continue, but because it was tiring to keep drawing them.
Still, when he heard the familiar system chime, he was deeply satisfied.
[Ding! Host has successfully used "Draw a Circle and Curse You" to place a curse on Uchiha Madara, causing him to be covered in filth by White Zetsu, suffer two fractured ribs, fall into a berserk state, and harbor resentment toward White Zetsu. Special reward: Tailed Beast Synchronization!]
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