Chapter 475 Ling's Resentment towards the Ancestor

After Ling took Uchiha Kenji to say goodbye to Uzumaki Yi and others, he set off along the coastline in the direction of the clan troops, investigating the remains of the destroyed fishing village along the way.

"It's the same here. Although it was completely destroyed, there's not a trace of blood to be found." Uchiha Kenji patted the dust off his hands. "They must have some special method to collect blood. Otherwise, it's impossible that so many people died, but there's not even a trace of blood to be found in the wreckage of the house. This level of destruction is not left by such a light method."

"Really? It's really hard to track down their tribe just by following the bloodstains - let's go back."

"Well, the establishment of the clan territory was a big deal, but in the end, there was no trace of it. These guys are really good at it," Uchiha Kenji showed a little irritation on his face, "No wonder they are so good at stirring up trouble and can continue to exist with so many clan members until now - wait for me!"

Ling slowed down his pace as he heard the footsteps coming after him, looking a little distressed, "This is really a headache... Where can I catch a living Blood Pool?"

"The clan has captured some captives before, right? Let's use that to fool them."

"Well, I confirmed it with my tribesmen when Yi sent me the message. If the tribesmen who were captured alive lose consciousness for a moment and fail to control the illusion, they will [commit suicide], leaving a pool of blood all over the ground and disappearing - very similar to what happened to you today. Even removing the jaw, severing the limbs, and sealing the chakra cannot prevent this.

And some tribesmen have seen that the blood pool of the severed limbs reappeared intact on the battlefield a few days later."

Ling frowned, "So now after the tribesmen capture them alive, they kill them after asking for information, and then use the bodies left behind to infer... Yi wants living people, so even if I want to be lazy, I don't have any ready-made trading items to use."

"What a fun secret technique - I want one like this too! Something like that where I can escape as long as I'm still breathing!"

"It's probably the same as our kaleidoscope, a secret technique bound to blood, right?" Ling snorted, "The two descendants of our ancestor's bloodline are really unwilling to be ordinary... It's annoying."

"Really? This secret technique is too cheating!"

"I'm not upset about this..."

"Ah?" Uchiha Kenji leaned over, "Then what are you unhappy about?"

Ling pulled the corner of his mouth and said with a fake smile, "Of course I am upset with that old ancestor who only brings trouble to future generations - this year I will definitely use the low-quality incense that has been stored in my house for a long time in the New Year's festival."

"...You haven't given up yet? I remember that Uncle Tajima scolded you severely when he found out last time, right?"

"Well, Kenji, how do you think I should express my dissatisfaction with a guy who has been dead for thousands of years? Should I just die myself?"

Seeing Ling ignoring him and muttering with a smile that didn't change at all, Uchiha Kenji silently restrained his breath and reduced his presence - although he didn't know why he suddenly got angry, he was not Ling's brother after all, so he should not continue to provoke Ling at this time.

By the time he returned to the temporary camp set up by the clan, Ling had adjusted his mood. He handed over the sealing technique he got from Xuanwo Yi to the sealing team that accompanied the expedition, told them the content of the deal between him and him, and asked the clan members to try again to use the sealing technique to keep the person in the Blood Pool alive.

"Yes, I understand. I will inform everyone after I check the seal and confirm that there is no problem."

"Um, is Madara in camp?"

"Yes, Madara-sama has just returned from an outing. You can go directly to the main account."

Uchiha Kenji carefully observed Ling's expression, then walked forward with a gloomy look, "Hey, I came all the way here to make trouble with you, but now you don't want to accompany me but go find your brother?"

Ling turned around, clasped his hands together and bowed, "Haha, just a few words... After all, I can't help with what Madara is going to do now, and I'm really a little worried."

"It's really unnecessary. We only need to fight them once to understand how their pupil skills work. With our clan's traditional fighting style of combining illusion and body, fighting the blood pool is no different from a giant beating a child. Of course, if their physical skills are too useless, just ignore what I said."

Ling sighed, "That's true, but Ban is still young after all..."

Uchiha Kenji put his hands behind his head and stretched out his voice, "He's so small, he's already thirteen years old - you dare to abandon the guards and go to the battlefield at this time, what else do you want him to do if he follows the team to fight a battle that is sure to win."

"Hey, it's been so long, there's no need to keep pestering me..."

"Then help me to tell the tribe that I went out without permission. You should know that I did this for you..."

"Yes, yes, yes - for me, for me..." Ling sighed tiredly, "I should not have deviated from the direction, haven't I arrived yet?"

Before Ling finished speaking, he heard the sound of vomiting and the subsequent conversation coming from the front -

"Are you sure you understand? This kind of battle is always a long-term battle. There is no need for you to put pressure on yourself..."

"Yes, I know, but - ah, brother." Madara looked at Ling who was walking towards him, raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, and suppressed the feeling of nausea, "You are back - is your matter going well?"

"Compared to me, what's wrong with you, Madara?" Ling quickened his pace and came to his brother's side, "Are you feeling unwell? What's the reason? Are you nervous? Or is your pupil power not strong enough to break the pupil technique of the blood pool? Do you want to see a doctor?"

"No need, Brother..." Madara turned away a little embarrassedly, "I'm not a child anymore."

"What nonsense are you talking about? As long as father and I are alive, you and Izuna will always be children." Ling stretched out his hands and put them on Madara's shoulders, twisted him in a different direction, and pushed him away. "And don't take your body lightly. Sometimes a minor injury that you don't pay attention to can be so serious that it can cause a person to lose his life in a fight. Let's go check it out now."

"Really? - Brother! I'm really fine - just stop pushing me and let me walk by myself!"

Uchiha Kenji looked at Ling who was pushing Madara away and said with a sigh, "I knew this would be the result... This kid is always the most troublesome one."

[There is no bad guidance in this article. All the characters' actions in the article are for the sake of the plot and do not represent the author's views. Readers are advised to be careful and not to follow suit. 】