Chương 75: is here.

Walking on the streets of Konoha, Mito watched with her eyes slightly lowered.

Within Kagura's Mind's Eye, inside the hollowed-out secret facility of the Hokage Rock, lay various imprisoned ninjas. Many lay on cold operating tables, barely breathing. Nearby, shadow clones composed of Tobirama Senju's chakra were meticulously conducting experiments, and terrified screams could be faintly heard.

Looking at the peaceful street scene before her, Mito felt a moment of disorientation.

"He really is a hardworking man."

The test subjects were all ninjas from other villages; there wasn't a single Konoha ninja.

Is this what Jieluo meant by having a bottom line, but not too much?

As Yura said, Konoha at present has no barrier techniques or detection system, so it has no secrets from Mito. The Uzumaki clan's sealing techniques and barrier technology are exactly what Konoha needs.

Before she knew it, Mito had arrived at the Uchiha clan's territory.

Looking at the Uchiha clan members on the street who were no different from ordinary civilians, and the children running around happily, he felt pity in his eyes.

After the battle between Madara and Hashirama, some things were already destined to happen.

This clan will incur even greater malice from the village. Although they have done nothing wrong, the Uchiha surname is the original sin.

If we don't want the Vortex Clan to suffer the same fate of extinction, what should we do?

Mito paused, looking at the Uchiha girl in front of her. She looked about four or five years old, and the little girl was looking up at her with curiosity.

"You are..." Mito smiled and said, "Is there a problem, little sister?"

"Want some candy, sister?"

Huh? Was my disguise really that bad? Mito thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Then give me one."

She extended her somewhat thin hand and offered Mito a piece of candy with an old, worn-out wrapper. The candy looked like it had been in her possession for a long time. Mito asked, puzzled, "Why are you giving it to me?"

"Because you're the first outsider to come here, sister," the little girl said happily.

"Everyone says that everyone in the village is one family, and I want to be your friend, so I want to give you a gift."

Mito patted the little girl's head and smiled, "Then I'll accept it."

"Chiri! Come here quickly!" An old woman in the distance looked at Mito with worry and fear in her eyes, and waved to Chiri.

Looking back, Jiri smiled at Mito before turning and running away.

From afar, you could hear the old woman whispering a reprimand, telling the little girl not to talk to strangers.

Mito watched them leave into the distance; a clear and enormous divide existed between the village and the Uchiha clan.

Mito turned and walked to the side. Just now, she sensed that Hashirama Senju had left and gone straight into the casino, ignoring his brother's advice.

On the street, Chiri turned around and watched the handsome red-haired woman in men's clothing walk away. It was the first time she had ever seen such hair color, and she was quite curious.

In Konoha Hospital, on the hospital bed, Akizu was trembling. The entire bed was soaked with sweat, and no one noticed that she had lost control of her bladder. It wasn't until much later that a nurse entered the ward, covered her nose, smelled the urine in the air, and scolded Akizu harshly with eyes full of disgust and complaints.

"Couldn't you have held it in a little longer?"

"You're such a grown-up, and you still wet the bed. Aren't you ashamed?"

"Next time, hold it in for a little longer. I'm busy, don't always cause me trouble!"

"This is so annoying!"

"Isn't anyone going to hire a professional nurse for you? You're rich, aren't you!"

Beneath the scarlet fox mask, empty eyes stared blankly at the ceiling. Over the past few days, the girl's visibly thin and frail body had begun to shimmer with chakra, which silently surged from the acupoints around her, covering a three-meter radius and clearly recording the harsh face of the middle-aged nurse.

Akitsu saw her face, a face so clear that he could see every single hair.

She regained her sight, but at the cost of breaking through her internal acupoints with Gentle Fist, removing physical limitations, activating all her cells, and exchanging her life force for a massive amount of chakra.

If this is her fate, she doesn't want to rot away in the stinking ditch of destiny.

No matter how ugly it looks, she will struggle until the very last moment.

Oni-hime!

I will come to find you!

I will come find you!!!

In Konoha, at the ninja apartment, Shingetsu pushed open the door. As a genin of the village, he needed to perform certain missions to gain promotion so that he could complete that woman's mission. With a gloomy face, he paused slightly and looked to the side.

The young female ninja, with a warm smile, gently said, "What a coincidence, Shin-tsuki-kun. Are you planning to go on a mission?"

Shen Yue nodded. This neighbor next door was a bit too enthusiastic. Was he sent by Konoha to spy on them?

No, I'm just a nobody, there's no need for me to be specifically monitored.

"Well, Shin-tsuki-kun..." She awkwardly brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, revealing her slightly reddened earlobe, and smiled demurely, "Would you like to have a casual meal together sometime?"

With a cold expression, Shen Yue was about to ignore it and leave when she suddenly paused. If she didn't engage in any social interaction, wouldn't that make her seem suspicious?

"What is your purpose?" Shen Yue asked.

"Um..." the girl said, "The village has a rule that genin can team up to take on missions. I don't know anyone in the village, and you happen to be my neighbor, so if it's alright..."

Ninjas from small ninja clans like theirs don't have a so-called Jonin (high-ranking ninja) leading a team.

"Okay, I understand," Shen Yue said.

"That's great, Shin-tsuki-kun." The girl's eyes lit up.

Inside the casino, amidst the deafening noise, after several hours of fierce battle, Hashirama Senju looked solemnly at the red-haired nobleman opposite him.

This handsome young man is very skilled; he's almost won all his chips.

Holding a deck of cards, Mito gave the man in front of her, whose forehead was sweating, a subtle look.

Overall, he is a generous man who can afford to lose.

"I've long admired the name of the God of Shinobi..." Mito said, "But there's one thing I'm very curious about. May I ask, what is your view of your relationship with Uchiha Madara?"

Upon hearing this, Hashirama was taken aback and looked at Mito.

"Young master, what do you mean by that?"

"Aren't you brothers?" Mito asked.

"Why has it come to this, with swords drawn against each other?"

After a long silence, Hashirama said bitterly, "I don't know."

"So, what will you do?" Mito asked.

"Everyone is waiting for your answer."

Hashirama closed his eyes, and after a long while, said in a deep voice, "Whoever it is, I will kill them to protect the village."

"Is that so..." Mito said with a half-smile, "As expected of the God of Shinobi who ended the Warring States period, you are decisive in your killing. I am very satisfied with this answer."

A fight to the death is inevitable.

The next thing to watch is the outcome of the war.

"Lord Hokage, you've won this hand." Mito revealed her cards, a look of surprise on her face. Had her luck finally turned around? She smiled.

Seeing this, Hashirama muttered to himself with a somber expression.

"How could this happen?"

One month later, in the Land of Water, in the Hidden Mist Village, Yura strolled leisurely on the bridge, followed by three followers, humming a cheerful tune.

"When will this low-level chores ever end?" Lucy complained.

Jieluo stopped and looked into the misty distance.

The probing battles between the five great ninja villages are becoming more and more frequent, and each village must also speed up the pace of integration. If the old man of the White Lotus wants to speed things up, he must rely on the power of Yura.

A ninja from the Hidden Mist Corpse Disposal Team instantly appeared behind Yura and knelt down on one knee.

"Lady Oni-hime, the First Mizukage has issued a mission. Please go to the Mizukage Building."

Here it is.

Jie Luo smiled faintly, her scarlet eyes brimming with murderous intent.

I'm a little curious, who will be the one to be chopped up?