Chapter 173 Ling: I really can’t wait to meet you...
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Zhong Er Shi Bing Wo Bu Zhi
"You're so capable, Ling. You can actually bypass the technique without alerting others, and you can even bring back so many supplies prepared by Qianshou - you're still very skillful!"
Ling had many bandages on his body. Hearing this, he couldn't help scratching the hair on the side of his face with some embarrassment. "Don't say that. If the seniors hadn't given me support in the end, I might have died there."
"After all, we are the raiding party and have relatively few manpower. You brat is crazy when fighting, and you are carrying such a conspicuous thing. It is reasonable for us to be besieged by the Senju family in the end," said the Uchiha who spoke with a faint smile on his palm. The green chakra helped Ling heal the ferocious outward wound on his leg, "It's better to say that you kid can follow me back without saying a word. I'm more surprised."
Ling just smiled and didn't answer this time - because for him, this was indeed a long-lost and carefree battle!
[Sure enough, I still need to find an opponent who can put pressure on me, but will not go too far out of range to train myself. It is easier to find and fill in the gaps. I don’t know what the next action plan will be. It would be great if I could meet those elite ninjas from before. This way if……】
"So next, you little brat, just go back to your clan and take care of your descendants."
"Eh?" Ling looked up in surprise, and almost immediately realized what the elders in the clan were worried about, and his expression became anxious, "My injury doesn't matter, it won't hurt at all if I fight again! What are you doing? senior……"
The Uchiha ninja who had been treating Ling just now withdrew his hand from pressing Ling's wound. He looked at Ling's aggrieved expression and said, "That is to say, the battle situation is not tense now, so that you can go back to the clan to see if there is real conflict... ...Hmph, you still want to rest? Go ahead and dream about your spring and autumn dreams."
"Okay, okay, Wen Yu, don't be so harsh on your juniors. It's rare for a junior to have a cool head and enjoy fighting so much." Uchiha Haru, who had seen her before, was holding a blue kitten in her hands and couldn't put it down, "Occasionally I also encourage the younger generations."
"Encouragement?" Uchiha Wenyu stood up and chuckled, "The brat who dares to rush directly into the Senju Camp with even three percent of his courage needs encouragement from me, a medical ninja?"
"Senju Camp? I wouldn't be surprised if this brat would one day go straight to the Senju Clan to find someone to fight with." Another Uchiha came over with his arms folded, "You're blind and you can still be so tough--honestly, the clan Is it difficult for you to accept asylum here?"
"Well, Changfeng, you're about the same..." Uchiha Haru reluctantly put the kitten on Ling's shoulder, stretched out his hand and pushed the tribesman who just spoke with a stern face to the other side. "We'll leave first, Wen Yu. I'll leave the casualty statistics and lovely juniors to you -"
"Hmph..." Uchiha Wenyu waved his hands to the two of them and looked at Ling with a half-smile, "It's indeed quite torturous."
Ling smiled coquettishly, but still didn't answer.
"Don't think that guy spoke too much. After he opened his eyes, he never had a good look towards anyone except his parents."
Uchiha Wenyu crossed his arms, and the half-smiling expression on his face became more intense, "Especially for someone like you who wants to go to the battlefield even though you are injured. He doesn't give you a mouthful on the spot, so he appreciates you. ."
Ling raised his hand to grab the hair on the side of his face, lowered his head, and made a final struggle, "I also know that the seniors are worried about me, but with a personality like mine, I will feel more uncomfortable if I am left idle..."
"Hold it in if you feel uncomfortable, and regular missions during wartime are not that easy to do. You might even be lucky enough to encounter the main force of Thousand Hands directly - but you kid must be looking forward to it, right?"
Ling understood that there was no room for negotiation on this matter, so he could only sigh and obey the request and agreed to return to the clan - how could the chance of conflicts breaking out when returning to do tasks be as high as on the battlefield?
Uchiha Wenyu stared at the kitten sitting on his shoulder licking his fur. He still couldn't help but take out the dried fish from his arms to tease the cat, "But your generation is really amazing. There are three of them now." Kaleidoscope... I don’t know if it’s good or bad.”
Hearing this, the smile on Ling's face faded, "I can only say that it is a good thing for the future and strength of the clan..."
"Humph, the future and strength of the clan..." Uchiha Wenyu looked quite satisfied as the kitten held the dried fish and grinded its teeth, and then raised another topic, "By the way, what have you been kidnapping my little one these past few years?" What does a disciple do? The last time I asked him, he actually dared to hide from me... You kid is very good at brainwashing."
"I did ask Hong to research some matters regarding the opening of the Mangekyou Sharingan..." Ling paused for a moment, "As for the concealment, I did not ask Hong to do it deliberately, but to comply with the clan's requirements. If there are any results, I will probably only tell the clan members who have opened their eyes."
"Oh? So it's about research on helping to open eyes?" Uchiha Wenyu showed an interesting expression, "Thinking about it, my little apprentice seems to have opened his eyes without anyone dying around him... But the specific method is in the clan. I haven’t said it yet, is it because if I say it, it will affect the effect of opening the eyes?”
Ling smiled and nodded, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Hey, you guys are really capable...but it would be a good thing if it really works out." Uchiha Wenyu took out another small dried fish and handed it to the little cat who had climbed up on top of Ling's head, "Okay, you Rest here until I count the wounded, and you can go back together."
"Yes, thank you for your hard work, senior."
It was only when Uchiha Wenyu's chakra gradually faded away in his perception that the smile on Ling's face completely disappeared, because he knew clearly that Uchiha Hiro now had no choice but to follow the clan's senior leaders to study how to guide the emotions of the clan to make him feel better. In addition to opening their eyes, the clansmen also worked hard to develop brand new sensory ninjutsu that can be used directly in conjunction with the power of the eyes because of the remaining malice and changes on the clan stone tablet.
In Ling's heart, the latter point is even more important than the former point. After all, although the Mangekyō Sharingan is difficult to obtain through peaceful means, in this era, in this chaotic and disorderly background, it is not considered important to their clan. Too rare.
But it was different from an enemy who could not sense any traces. He could be sure that there was such an unknown enemy plotting against Uchiha, and he also mentioned the matter to his father, but after that, the mysterious man seemed to disappear from the world. There were no traces again, which prevented them from getting more practical evidence to report to the clan and let the clan really take this matter seriously...
Thinking of this, Ling couldn't help but gently rub the handle of the staff knife, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It really makes people can't wait to meet..."
Ling had many bandages on his body. Hearing this, he couldn't help scratching the hair on the side of his face with some embarrassment. "Don't say that. If the seniors hadn't given me support in the end, I might have died there."
"After all, we are the raiding party and have relatively few manpower. You brat is crazy when fighting, and you are carrying such a conspicuous thing. It is reasonable for us to be besieged by the Senju family in the end," said the Uchiha who spoke with a faint smile on his palm. The green chakra helped Ling heal the ferocious outward wound on his leg, "It's better to say that you kid can follow me back without saying a word. I'm more surprised."
Ling just smiled and didn't answer this time - because for him, this was indeed a long-lost and carefree battle!
[Sure enough, I still need to find an opponent who can put pressure on me, but will not go too far out of range to train myself. It is easier to find and fill in the gaps. I don’t know what the next action plan will be. It would be great if I could meet those elite ninjas from before. This way if……】
"So next, you little brat, just go back to your clan and take care of your descendants."
"Eh?" Ling looked up in surprise, and almost immediately realized what the elders in the clan were worried about, and his expression became anxious, "My injury doesn't matter, it won't hurt at all if I fight again! What are you doing? senior……"
The Uchiha ninja who had been treating Ling just now withdrew his hand from pressing Ling's wound. He looked at Ling's aggrieved expression and said, "That is to say, the battle situation is not tense now, so that you can go back to the clan to see if there is real conflict... ...Hmph, you still want to rest? Go ahead and dream about your spring and autumn dreams."
"Okay, okay, Wen Yu, don't be so harsh on your juniors. It's rare for a junior to have a cool head and enjoy fighting so much." Uchiha Haru, who had seen her before, was holding a blue kitten in her hands and couldn't put it down, "Occasionally I also encourage the younger generations."
"Encouragement?" Uchiha Wenyu stood up and chuckled, "The brat who dares to rush directly into the Senju Camp with even three percent of his courage needs encouragement from me, a medical ninja?"
"Senju Camp? I wouldn't be surprised if this brat would one day go straight to the Senju Clan to find someone to fight with." Another Uchiha came over with his arms folded, "You're blind and you can still be so tough--honestly, the clan Is it difficult for you to accept asylum here?"
"Well, Changfeng, you're about the same..." Uchiha Haru reluctantly put the kitten on Ling's shoulder, stretched out his hand and pushed the tribesman who just spoke with a stern face to the other side. "We'll leave first, Wen Yu. I'll leave the casualty statistics and lovely juniors to you -"
"Hmph..." Uchiha Wenyu waved his hands to the two of them and looked at Ling with a half-smile, "It's indeed quite torturous."
Ling smiled coquettishly, but still didn't answer.
"Don't think that guy spoke too much. After he opened his eyes, he never had a good look towards anyone except his parents."
Uchiha Wenyu crossed his arms, and the half-smiling expression on his face became more intense, "Especially for someone like you who wants to go to the battlefield even though you are injured. He doesn't give you a mouthful on the spot, so he appreciates you. ."
Ling raised his hand to grab the hair on the side of his face, lowered his head, and made a final struggle, "I also know that the seniors are worried about me, but with a personality like mine, I will feel more uncomfortable if I am left idle..."
"Hold it in if you feel uncomfortable, and regular missions during wartime are not that easy to do. You might even be lucky enough to encounter the main force of Thousand Hands directly - but you kid must be looking forward to it, right?"
Ling understood that there was no room for negotiation on this matter, so he could only sigh and obey the request and agreed to return to the clan - how could the chance of conflicts breaking out when returning to do tasks be as high as on the battlefield?
Uchiha Wenyu stared at the kitten sitting on his shoulder licking his fur. He still couldn't help but take out the dried fish from his arms to tease the cat, "But your generation is really amazing. There are three of them now." Kaleidoscope... I don’t know if it’s good or bad.”
Hearing this, the smile on Ling's face faded, "I can only say that it is a good thing for the future and strength of the clan..."
"Humph, the future and strength of the clan..." Uchiha Wenyu looked quite satisfied as the kitten held the dried fish and grinded its teeth, and then raised another topic, "By the way, what have you been kidnapping my little one these past few years?" What does a disciple do? The last time I asked him, he actually dared to hide from me... You kid is very good at brainwashing."
"I did ask Hong to research some matters regarding the opening of the Mangekyou Sharingan..." Ling paused for a moment, "As for the concealment, I did not ask Hong to do it deliberately, but to comply with the clan's requirements. If there are any results, I will probably only tell the clan members who have opened their eyes."
"Oh? So it's about research on helping to open eyes?" Uchiha Wenyu showed an interesting expression, "Thinking about it, my little apprentice seems to have opened his eyes without anyone dying around him... But the specific method is in the clan. I haven’t said it yet, is it because if I say it, it will affect the effect of opening the eyes?”
Ling smiled and nodded, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Hey, you guys are really capable...but it would be a good thing if it really works out." Uchiha Wenyu took out another small dried fish and handed it to the little cat who had climbed up on top of Ling's head, "Okay, you Rest here until I count the wounded, and you can go back together."
"Yes, thank you for your hard work, senior."
It was only when Uchiha Wenyu's chakra gradually faded away in his perception that the smile on Ling's face completely disappeared, because he knew clearly that Uchiha Hiro now had no choice but to follow the clan's senior leaders to study how to guide the emotions of the clan to make him feel better. In addition to opening their eyes, the clansmen also worked hard to develop brand new sensory ninjutsu that can be used directly in conjunction with the power of the eyes because of the remaining malice and changes on the clan stone tablet.
In Ling's heart, the latter point is even more important than the former point. After all, although the Mangekyō Sharingan is difficult to obtain through peaceful means, in this era, in this chaotic and disorderly background, it is not considered important to their clan. Too rare.
But it was different from an enemy who could not sense any traces. He could be sure that there was such an unknown enemy plotting against Uchiha, and he also mentioned the matter to his father, but after that, the mysterious man seemed to disappear from the world. There were no traces again, which prevented them from getting more practical evidence to report to the clan and let the clan really take this matter seriously...
Thinking of this, Ling couldn't help but gently rub the handle of the staff knife, and a cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It really makes people can't wait to meet..."
