Volume One, Chapter 20: Absorbing a Tail Chakra

At Fengtian’s signal, Shisui slowly ventured deeper inside, only to be profoundly shaken by the scene before him.

A colossal figure—a forbidden path demon statue—crawled on the ground in an indescribably eerie posture, its massive form seemingly devouring all surrounding light.

Upon the demon statue, several solid-colored tubes twisted and coiled like vines, extending until they reached a solitary wooden throne.

Seated on the throne was an elderly man gripping a gleaming scythe, the ravages of time deeply etched upon his face.

This man was none other than Madara Uchiha, the legendary ninja who once stirred the winds of change.

The aged Madara slowly lifted his head as he noticed Shisui’s arrival; his Rinnegan eyes, filled with an overwhelming aura of authority, fixed upon the newcomer.

After a moment, Madara’s gaze shifted from Shisui to Fengtian.

Rising slowly, he pressed his hand against the scythe and parted his lips, his voice low yet carrying an undeniable weight:

“Fengtian, what is the meaning of this?”

Fengtian, unfazed, shrugged lightly and replied:

“Lord Madara, this is my ally, named Shisui Uchiha, also a member of the Uchiha clan…”

“He has been a great help in the tailed beast capture operation. Additionally, I have recruited another helper, who has already departed for the next tailed beast’s location…”

Before Madara could respond, Shisui’s eyes widened in shock upon hearing the name “Madara.”

He stepped back incredulously, his lips trembling as he whispered:

“Madara? Could it be... the ancestor of our Uchiha clan… Madara Uchiha?”

“Impossible! Didn’t he perish long ago in the Final Valley battle against the First Hokage? How could he possibly still be alive?”

Madara’s gaze lingered on Shisui’s face for a brief moment; those Rinnegan eyes seemed to pierce through every secret, discerning the shock and doubt within Shisui’s heart.

A faint smile curved at the corner of his mouth as he spoke in a deep, resonant voice:

“Shisui, there is no need for surprise. In this world, many things surpass ordinary imagination.”

“And I, Madara Uchiha, am one such existence beyond reason.”

Shisui took a deep breath, striving to steady his emotions. He knew full well that any lapse in composure before this powerful ancestor would be unwise.

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Drawing in a steadying breath, he respectfully bowed and said:

“Lord Madara, I am Shisui Uchiha. It is an honor to meet you.”

“However, I must confess my profound shock at your survival, for…”

Madara waved his hand gently, interrupting Shisui’s words:

“Let the past remain in the past. What matters now is the future.”

“Shisui, I have heard of your excellent performance in the tailed beast capture plan. Well done.”

“It pleases me greatly to see such an outstanding ninja arise from the Uchiha clan.”

With those words, Madara’s eyes turned back to Fengtian.

“How is the progress, Fengtian?”

“Fairly smooth, no major obstacles encountered…”

Fengtian replied as he extended his hand. Though unable to use the “Cause and Effect Reversal” technique at the moment, extracting the chakra of the One-Tail from the “Mandate Space” was not a problem.

As time passed, the ochre-colored chakra ball in Fengtian’s hand steadily grew larger; within less than half an incense stick’s time, it had expanded to nearly the size of a basketball.

Madara nodded approvingly upon seeing this, then gestured for Fengtian to place the chakra ball inside the forbidden path demon statue.

Thanks to the previous infusion of the Three-Tails’ chakra, Madara’s body had recovered considerably; this time, merely absorbing chakra was sufficient, and the “Cause and Effect Reversal” was unnecessary.

Upon hearing this, Fengtian nodded without hesitation and tossed the One-Tail chakra ball into the demon statue’s mouth.

“Boom!!!”

With the injection of the One-Tail chakra, the demon statue emitted a tremendous roar. Several of its dozens of eyes oozed faint streams of blood, while the internal chakra grew ever more immense.

“Looks like progress is steady. I wonder what new abilities will emerge this time…”

Fengtian observed the demon statue devouring the chakra with a calm gaze. As the absorption accelerated, the familiar power of “Cause and Effect” began to crystallize in his eyes.

Feeling the resurgence of this “Cause and Effect” power, a smile soon appeared on Fengtian’s face.

He looked up at the feebly enduring Madara, instantly activating his Mangekyō Sharingan, and declared:

“I will assist you!”

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With those words, the terrifying “Cause and Effect” power surged upon the elderly Madara. Gradually, the once severely weakened Madara began to restore his peak condition under this power’s influence.

“Excellent, Fengtian, well done!” Madara exclaimed.

Under the effect of “Cause and Effect Reversal,” Madara fully regained his prime in mere moments. Clapping his hands, the demon statue’s mouth suddenly opened wide, accelerating its chakra absorption.

In less than half an hour, the One-Tail chakra ball in Fengtian’s hand was completely devoured.

Satisfied, Madara nodded and signaled Fengtian to remove the “Cause and Effect Reversal” effect.

In an instant, Fengtian obeyed and lifted the technique.

This enhancement not only significantly amplified Fengtian’s ocular power, enabling instantaneous activation and cancellation of “Cause and Effect Reversal,” but also unlocked the skeletal form of Susanoo.

Though only the skeletal form, the defense it provided was greatly improved, ensuring stronger support for future plans.

“Moon Eye Plan, tailed beast collection progress… 2/9…”

“Congratulations, host, you have earned an opportunity to draw a skill…”

At the familiar system voice ringing in his mind, a massive roulette wheel, visible only to him, appeared before Fengtian.

Seeing this, a grin spread across his lips. Stepping forward, he tapped the wheel with a finger, causing it to slowly begin spinning.

The wheel’s speed increased rapidly, seemingly pulling the very space into its whirl. Fengtian’s heartbeat quickened as curiosity gripped him—who would he draw this time?

His eyes fixed on the faintly glowing names on the wheel, each representing a legendary tale.

“Stop!”

Fengtian silently commanded in his mind. The wheel, as if gripped by an invisible hand, gradually ceased spinning.

The pointer landed on a name. Upon reading it, Fengtian’s smile vanished abruptly, replaced by an awkward expression.

“What kind of luck is this? Why is it you…”