Kannabi Bridge.
The sky was as blue as the sea, with white clouds stretching for thousands of miles. The usually scorching weather was surprisingly cool today.
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A gentle breeze brought fresh air from the forest, cool and refreshing.
The Stone Gate slowly opened, and Uchiha Madara stepped out. The base was running low on food, and it was indeed time to hunt. It was also a rare opportunity for him to get some fresh air.
Speaking of which, since the Uchiha clan in the Hidden Leaf Village started their internal strife, Shin'yu and Light had rarely come out to eat. But Madara could endure the loneliness. Unless he said something, no one would know that he was actually a little bit lonely.
At first, Madara thought Shin'yu was planning something big.
For example, inciting them to split from the Hidden Leaf Village, or taking the opportunity to hoard some fresh Sharingan eyes as experimental materials for fusing Hashirama's Gene Liquid, and so on.
Although those guys were hopeless, they had inherited the bloodline of the Sage's eyes after all, and still had some value.
It wasn't until Light told him that Shin'yu was just trying to guide his Nephew away from the Hidden Leaf Village, and to poach a few kids from the Hidden Leaf Village to study gene fusion experiments.
Madara couldn't help but sink into deep thought: Is this kid too idle?
Although the awakening of the Rinnegan was still a distant prospect, and he himself didn't know when he would awaken the All Things in Nature power described in the Stone Tablet, one day, he would open these true Sage's eyes, absorb all the Tailed Beasts, and become the second Sage of Six Paths.
At that time, all he would need to do was let the Infinite Tsukuyomi illuminate the world to protect eternal peace, so the false reality at this moment was meaningless.
However, Madara soon smiled wryly. Shin'yu had grown up under his watch and had been personally trained by him. This kid seemed to have deep thoughts, but some of his ideas were still a bit naive.
In his opinion, Shin'yu's current behavior was nothing more than wanting to become stronger, relying on his own power and the subtle layout and planning, to obtain the same eyes as him.
Because only in this way could he ensure that the plan would not be affected by certain uncontrollable factors. Even if he, Uchiha Madara, one day died of old age and failed to awaken the Rinnegan, there was still Uchiha Shin'yu, still inheriting the mission of shaping eternal peace.
"Is this a kind of... filial piety?" Madara shook his head slightly, a hint of a smile on his lips.
...
In the forest, a huge wild boar was sleeping soundly in its cave, its belly rising and falling, big enough to fill an Izakaya, snoring like thunder.
Madara swaggered up to it, casually raised his hand, and a pebble shot into the cave, repeatedly bouncing off the cave walls, creating a crisp clanging sound.
And this sound, for the wild boar, was undoubtedly like an alarm clock. It opened its eyes reflexively, and its fierce gaze immediately locked onto Uchiha Madara.
To this tiny human who had trespassed on its territory and dared to disturb its sleep, it immediately roared, bared its fangs, and dug its hooves into the ground, its small mountain-like body crashing straight over.
Madara stood still, one hand lightly resting on the hilt of his sword, until the wind whistled past his face and the boar's figure completely covered him, then he activated his body.
"Swish!"
The Ninjutsu sword was unsheathed, a clean draw and cut broke through the thick layer of fat, precisely severing the boar's carotid artery.
The wild boar wailed, and with a spray of blood, its huge body rolled out of control, while Madara lightly shook off the blood, quietly waiting for the boar to die.
"Hmm, enough to eat for two weeks." He nodded in satisfaction.
...
Near the afternoon, a rich aroma of meat wafted from the base. Madara wielded a knife in the kitchen, cutting the divided fresh pork belly into chunks, each only half the size of a Shuriken, and slipped them into the pot to fry until fragrant.
The reason for doing this was that Light had a small mouth, and eating too large pieces of meat would easily dirty her lips.
While the meat was cooking, Madara began to stir-fry the sugar, and then various seasonings were added to the pot one after another. He skillfully tossed the wok, controlling the heat, and in no time at all, a pot of fragrant, soft, and not greasy Braised Pork was cooked.
The color was bright and lustrous, just looking at it was quite appetizing, all thanks to the caramelized sugar.
After all, Shin'yu that kid only eats what looks good, so if your dishes look ordinary, he probably won't even glance at them.
Having done all this, he took off his apron, poured himself a cup of tea, and as usual, sat on the Stone Chair waiting for the two to return.
They had agreed to come back for dinner a few days ago.
Madara held the teacup, his thoughts wandering, but suddenly, his instincts as a strong person made him frown.
A patch of darkness appeared in front of him, the space divided into countless rectangular boxes. As they flipped in unison, a portal opened before Madara, like a dark eye opening.
He remained calm in the face of danger, his expression showing no panic, as if nothing in this world could shake his resolve, still maintaining the action of drinking tea.
Until... two people suddenly appeared from the closing doorway.
One was his disciple, the other...?
Shin'yu's black hair danced wildly, his eyes as red as a scarlet snake, the intense azure aura like a fluttering battle robe, or like a clear flame burning, every move causing the air to tremble, his whole body's aura extremely powerful.
This was clearly the state of the Sixth Scenic Gate!
He was fighting? To force him to use this state, the enemy must be very strong?
Then... the one he was stepping on was the enemy?
"Lord Madara?"
Smelling the familiar aroma of meat, seeing the familiar face, Shin'yu suddenly paused, his mind filled with a sense of temporal disorientation, the originally domineering and oppressive cold eyes instantly becoming much clearer upon seeing Madara.
A streak of azure light flashed across the sky, it was a huge blue bone hand, wielding a curved, snake-like blade.
Two pale arms flew up and landed with a "thud," something in their hands rolling away.
Shin'yu then came back to his senses, taking a closer look, only to find that it was the Red Light Fish Basket, bitten in half!
"Don't be distracted, have you forgotten what I taught you? Always pay attention to the enemy's movements."
Madara rose from the Stone Chair, surrounded by a circle of solid bones, it was his Susanoo.
"Damn it! None of you can stop me!"
Urashiki shouted, his hands growing back, his body turning into countless paper cranes, disappearing from under Shin'yu's feet, and reappearing outside the base.
"The enemy has the ability of space-time Ninjutsu, we must eliminate him in one go, otherwise he will be a great threat."
Madara dispelled his Susanoo, decisively drew a ninja sword, and turned back at the door:
"What are you waiting for?"
"Oh!" Shin'yu nodded with a strange expression.
He was a little surprised that old Madara could be so calm when facing an Otsutsuki Clan member, after all... well...
This was an existence that could instantly shatter his worldview and completely refute his supreme "Eye of the Moon Plan."
But he wisely kept silent and rushed out of the base with Madara.
When the two saw Urashiki, this guy was madly digging out his own eyes, swallowing them one by one.
"Tsk." Madara frowned, "I finally made Braised Pork."
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