Three red, three purple, three blue, one black.
Compared to Uchiha Madara, who had six red, three purple, four blue, one green, two gray, and one black—
Yamanaka Shinno completely dominated in traits, except for the black one.
The effects seemed fairly reliable and weren't purely negative traits either. However, in other aspects, his traits were still far from Madara's level.
"That old guy is seriously strong."
Glancing at the trait replication opportunity, Shinno hadn't yet decided on a target. Previously, the Wood Release Bloodline Limit trait from Madara had fused directly into Yin-Yang Convergence {Weakened}. Given a choice between two options at that time, he had naturally chosen [Sage Body].
And now, another replication opportunity had appeared...
"Maybe I should go back and learn the Edo Tensei?"
He placed a hand on the storage scroll at his waist, where he had sealed soil mixed with Uchiha Madara's blood.
The idea was tempting.
After all, Senju Tobirama's original Edo Tensei wasn't that powerful. As long as he prepared thoroughly, he could summon the reincarnated target and immediately seal them away. It shouldn't be too difficult, right?
"Damn it! They run faster than rabbits!"
A shadow clone emerged from underground, using Earth Release, carrying two unconscious White Zetsu—one in each hand. After tossing them onto the ground, the clone began pulling out various scrolls from its clothes.
More clones surfaced one after another.
Over forty White Zetsu were thrown onto the ground.
Along with them came a collection of scrolls—Ninjutsu scrolls, Sealing scrolls, Training scrolls, and Intelligence scrolls. There was even a set of three tomoe Sharingan, stored in specially sealed sterile containers, recovered by the clones.
Shinno toyed with the container, then nudged the Uchiha Fan by his feet with his foot before casually tossing it to a clone for sealing.
Unlike the Sharingan, which had to be hidden from prying eyes, the Uchiha Fan was a treasure.
Even if he had little use for it himself, he could exchange it with the Uchiha Clan under the pretense of "finding it on a mission." That alone would earn him valuable rewards.
As one of the noble clans that had never declined since the Warring States period, the Uchiha's foundation was in no way inferior to the Senju's.
The collected scrolls were sorted and sealed into storage scrolls.
The forty-plus White Zetsu were treated similarly.
Normally, sealing living beings inside a storage scroll would kill them instantly. But White Zetsu were more plant than human—their vitality surpassed even cockroaches. They wouldn't die for at least ten days or more.
"The Uchiha Clan has it rough."
Shinno tucked the sterile container into his robes, thinking that for most people, possessing a Kekkei Genkai wasn't necessarily a blessing.
Just look at all these three tomoe Sharingan he had encountered so far.
Even in death, Uchiha had their eyes stolen.
If it wasn't outsiders targeting them, it was their own ancestors plotting against them.
...
One by one, his clones dispelled, transferring their knowledge and experiences back to him.
Seeing this, Shinno also dispelled his Oil-Water Clone.
Using Flying Thunder God, he followed the markers left behind by his clones, heading toward the location of the Demonic Statue of the Outer Path.
Like a small mountain, the massive statue had already been relocated over fifty kilometers away into a dense forest by his clones.
Sitting cross-legged with hands forming a lotus shape, the Demonic Statue's nine eyes remained shut.
Its eerie, oppressive presence had already driven the surrounding wildlife into hiding, trembling in fear.
"What the hell am I supposed to do with this thing?"
Shinno circled the statue, arms crossed, feeling a headache coming on.
Sealing it wasn't an option—his sealing techniques were mediocre at best. Something this massive was beyond his capabilities.
Besides, anyone with the Rinnegan could still summon it.
During the Fourth Great Ninja War, even though Obito had absorbed the statue into himself, Uchiha Madara had forcibly summoned it away.
If he just left it here, Black Zetsu would surely find it again and hide it somewhere else.
After some discussion with his clones, Shinno decided to at least take something with him—using Water Release: Rasengan, he forcibly carved off two of the statue's horns and sealed them away.
Then, with the help of two clones, he inscribed Flying Thunder God seals over every inch of the statue.
One clone even crawled inside its mouth to inscribe seals internally.
"Alright, time to go."
With everything set, Shinno summoned his hawk, Pidgeot.
Once the hawk had recovered most of its stamina, Shinno mounted it and headed straight for the Land of Lightning.
...
Deep underground, over a hundred miles away from the Valley of Graves, inside a dimly lit cavern—
Black Zetsu sat with a gloomy expression on Madara's former seat.
The surrounding White Zetsu chattered excitedly about the recent battle, their casual, joking tone making it impossible to tell that they had almost been wiped out.
It was as if none of them had feared death in the first place.
"Konoha... Yamanaka Shinno..."
Black Zetsu's fingers traced over an intelligence scroll, his dark, triangular eyes narrowing to slits.
While Madara had remained in the shadows, manipulating Kirigakure from behind the scenes and observing the ninja world, they had been meticulously gathering information on all the villages.
People always left traces behind.
Anyone who existed in the ninja world would have a history.
By analyzing his mastery of Flying Thunder God, Genjutsu, and Water Release, and eliminating all unlikely candidates, Black Zetsu had finally pinpointed Shinno's identity.
Even if Shinno always disguised himself as Senju Tobirama—
Even if his massive chakra reserves didn't match the Yamanaka clan's typical traits—
After ruling out every other possibility, only one answer remained.
Five years ago, after leaving the battlefield of the Second Great Ninja War, he had used his achievements and clan ties to obtain Senju Tobirama's Flying Thunder God technique.
For five years, he had kept a low profile, working in Konoha's research division.
A month ago, the Third Hokage had reassigned him, integrating him into a field unit as a squad leader.
His first mission—an S-rank classified operation.
Not even White Zetsu had been able to gather enough details on it.
"A thousand years of planning, and you think you can ruin it? I won't allow it... Mother..."
Black Zetsu gritted his teeth as he stared at the intelligence report, his fingers nearly drilling holes through the paper.
"Hey, you were just cursing at someone, right? If you only call out 'Mother,' people might misunderstand."
A White Zetsu leaned in beside him, making a comment that nearly made Black Zetsu spit blood.
"Tobi! You ran the fastest just now, didn't you?!"
Black Zetsu turned, glaring at Tobi with barely concealed fury.
"I was just following your example! Right when the battle started, you dove underground! You were even faster than me!"
Tobi saluted him, completely unashamed of his retreat.
"..."
Black Zetsu was seething.
Shinno had glanced at him several times during the battle.
After he had escaped underground, Shinno had even searched for him for a while.
If not for his confidence in his concealment, he would have suspected that Shinno knew something.
"From today on, I am Uchiha Madara! You will follow my every command, got it, you idiots?!"
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