In the blink of an eye, Uchiha Madara flashed forward and appeared right before the three fleeing Celestial Dragons.
His Sharingan spun — a wave of Genjutsus instantly froze the Saint Rosward family in place.
Then, with a rare, almost imperceptible smile tugging at the corner of his mouth, Madara turned to Lin Xuan.
"If I set aside our earlier… disagreements," he said quietly, "I find myself starting to admire you."
Lin Xuan chuckled.
"Oh? Then I suppose I should be honored?"
Without missing a beat, he strode toward the auction hall doors.
Madara followed behind, controlling the three collared Celestial Dragon like puppets as they trailed after him.
As they walked side by side, Madara asked evenly,
"Now tell me — what is this world? And how did you manage to summon me here from the Shinobi World through Impure World Reincarnation?"
Lin Xuan thought for a moment.
He wasn't worried — even if he told Madara something, it wasn't as though Madara could threaten him.
If anything, sharing a bit might make him more cooperative in what came next.
Still… he didn't intend to give away information for free.
He shot Madara a sidelong glance and smirked.
"Tell me, if you used Impure World Reincarnation to summon someone, would you go explaining everything to them?"
Madara snorted without hesitation.
"Of course not."
Then, realization dawned on him.
So that was Lin Xuan's point — the man wasn't unwilling to talk, he just wanted a price.
Madara narrowed his eyes.
"Fine. Name your terms."
He had no choice — his curiosity about this world and Lin Xuan's mysterious powers burned too hot to ignore.
"Straightforward. I like that."
Lin Xuan grinned.
"My request isn't much — I'm just… rather interested in the ninjutsu of your Shinobi World."
Madara's eyes glinted with amusement.
"That's all? Hmph. I thought you'd demand something outrageous. That's simple enough. Whatever technique you want, I'll teach you — whether you can master them or not is your problem."
Lin Xuan's grin widened.
"Oh, don't worry — I'll manage just fine. In fact, I don't even need you to teach me. I just need your consent."
Madara frowned slightly, puzzled.
What Lin Xuan didn't say aloud was that he had just discovered a special item in the system store — the "Universal Copy Card."
With it, he could copy anything from an Impure World Reincarnation summon — items, abilities, skills — as long as the target gave consent.
There was an upgraded version, the "Divine Copy Card," which allowed forceful copying without permission, but its price was astronomical — one million Prestige Points, compared to the one hundred thousand of the basic version.
Ten times the cost.
Lin Xuan wasn't about to waste that kind of fortune.
So, trading a bit of vague "intel" for Madara's permission was an easy bargain.
Madara didn't press further.
The more Lin Xuan revealed, the more mysterious he seemed — and Madara instinctively knew that asking would get him nowhere.
Right now, knowledge about this strange new world was far more valuable.
As the two of them — with three trembling Celestial Dragon in tow — strolled casually down the streets of the Sabaody Archipelago, Lin Xuan began explaining.
He described the "Pirate World" — its seas, its factions, its Marines, its Four Emperors, its Devil Fruits, its World Government…
Of course, he left out anything related to the system itself.
His story was simple yet shocking:
His version of Impure World Reincarnation could transcend worlds.
Not just the Shinobi World, but countless others — and he could summon powerful beings from all of them.
Madara's pupils constricted violently.
That revelation rocked him to his very core.
His entire worldview — built upon decades of battle, ambition, and the dream of peace — was shattered.
"Other worlds…?" he murmured, dazed.
He had once believed the Shinobi World was the entire universe.
But now, realizing there were countless other realms, each with their own powerful beings and systems — it was as if his mind had burst open into infinity.
Madara's chest heaved with excitement.
For the first time in his life, he felt small.
And for the first time, he felt thrilled by the unknown.
He began asking Lin Xuan question after question — about pirates, about Marine Admirals, about the Four Emperors, about the world beyond this one — his curiosity insatiable.
Lin Xuan, amused by the sight of the usually aloof and arrogant Uchiha Madara looking so eager, happily indulged him.
After all, watching Madara's proud façade crumble under sheer astonishment was unexpectedly satisfying.
And without realizing it, Madara's attitude toward Lin Xuan completely shifted.
What had once felt like humiliation — being resurrected, controlled, and forced to act — now seemed more like a divine opportunity.
This summoning, he thought, might very well be the greatest fortune of his entire life.
Meanwhile, at Marine Headquarters, chaos erupted.
"What did you just say?!"
A communications officer nearly dropped the receiver.
"You're telling me that on Sabaody Archipelago, Saint Rosward and his entire family were attacked by two unidentified individuals?!"
The words made his scalp tingle.
That couldn't be right.
Was this some kind of sick joke?!
He double-checked, but the confirmation from the other end of the Den Den Mushi was firm.
The report was real.
The officer turned pale, trembling as he realized the magnitude of what had happened.
This wasn't just a disturbance.
This was catastrophic.
"I-I must report this to Fleet Admiral Sengoku immediately!"
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