NABC Chapter 157 Learning Sage Mode? Regret
Chapter 157 Learning Sage Mode? Regret
Chapter 157 Learning Sage Mode? Regret
Although it's possible, transplanting so many Sharingan eyes would be too easy to expose. He can't possibly follow Danzo's example and always wrap his arm with a strip of cloth, can he?
Moreover, Danzo only dared to confine Hashirama's cells to one arm and dared not let them spread throughout his body.
His ambition, Yuan Tuoye, is precisely to pursue that more perfect, holistic integration! This requires a more solid foundation.
Of course, he was also aware of another possibility.
Now, by fusing with Hashirama's cells, under the immense pressure of life and death, the intense mental stimulation could trigger the ultimate qualitative change of the Sharingan, forcibly activating the Mangekyou Sharingan!
This is like a high-stakes gamble, with one's own life at stake.
What are the odds of winning? Yuan Tuoye calmly assessed the situation, and the final conclusion was brutal.
The probability of death is far higher than the probability of successfully opening one's eyes!
He is not Sasuke Uchiha, and he doesn't have the protagonist's halo that is favored by fate.
This risky approach is inconsistent with his consistent belief in pursuing "stability and controllability".
As for Kaguya Kimimaro's Shikotsumyaku—in the past three years, he has indeed deduced a method for safely fusing with the fourth bloodline.
But! A huge shadow always looms over it: Bloodstain Disease!
The fatal genetic curse on Kaguya Kimimaro.
Although the young materials in the experiment did not show any symptoms, what about after fusion? Who can guarantee that this curse will not erupt on themselves?
Yuan Tuoye did not want to take this risk.
His pre-planned path was crystal clear: the prerequisite for fusing Kaguya's bloodline was the successful transplantation and perfect control of Hashirama's cells.
He had absolute confidence that the blood disease that Kaguya Kimimaro possessed could not affect the First Hokage's cellular power, which contained endless vitality!
The key to safely obtaining the power of Hashirama's cells lies in whether the three-tomoe Sharingan can successfully evolve into the Mangekyou Sharingan.
Each step is interconnected; any misstep could lead to utter ruin.
Logically speaking, I should be fully aware of all these risks—so why do I still experience such an irrational, almost self-destructive impulse?
Yuan Tuoye stared at the sleeping boy's body in the container, lost in deep thought.
He vaguely grasped the edge of the answer: "The 'me' in the illusion"—had perhaps developed some kind of strong self-destructive tendency?
He forced himself to calm down and began to review the situation.
Why are the aftereffects of this experiment so obvious? What is the essential difference between this and the previous hallucination experiences? He repeatedly searched his memories, comparing the details—there seemed to be no significant difference.
"Perhaps—the problem isn't this time." A more unsettling thought surfaced, "but rather the lingering effects of the previous experiences, like slowly accumulating toxins, which have been forcibly suppressed and haven't erupted. And now—"
Gen Takuno's gaze turned serious. "My will—is it about to be unable to suppress these forgotten yet still present negative impacts?"
Heavy sighs echoed in the cold laboratory.
Yuan Tuoye understood that he could not delay any longer.
"It seems—that matter must be brought forward." He muttered to himself, a resolute glint in his eyes.
The original plan was to wait until the Mangekyou Sharingan was activated and the power reached a new level before dealing with that deeply buried hidden danger.
However, the situation has taken a sharp turn for the worse. This mad will that keeps attacking the seal is like an out-of-control wildfire. If the source of the fire is not extinguished as soon as possible, he may be completely consumed by the karmic fire from the "past" before the kaleidoscope can be activated.
In the cold laboratory, the air seemed to freeze.
However, the most important thing right now is not this, but to go back to Yukinin Village.
The research on "the curse seal automatically absorbing natural energy" has already come to a successful conclusion.
Meanwhile, the cultivation path and key points of control for the Perfect Sage Mode that Jugo has been exploring have been clearly understood.
This is no longer a vague possibility, but a readily available source of power.
Yuan Tuoye's thoughts were exceptionally clear.
Once he can successfully master and control this power belonging to immortals, then looking at the present, his strength will truly reach a whole new level.
At that time, as long as he doesn't make the fatal mistake of underestimating his opponent, he will undoubtedly be at the pinnacle.
Unless Minato Namikaze, with his Flying Thunder God Technique; Obito Uchiha, who controls spatial abilities; and Nagato, who possesses the power of the Rinnegan, set aside their past grievances and join forces to defeat him in an almost impossible way—
But how could that be possible?
Moreover, as long as he doesn't intend to fight to the death, even if those three join forces, he still has absolute confidence that he can escape safely and flee thousands of miles away.
This is the confidence that comes from the absolute power we are about to master!
Faced with this power that can reshape the landscape, everything else must temporarily give way.
Improving one's strength is the overriding priority at this moment.
Gen Takuno took a deep breath, temporarily putting aside the aftereffects that were giving him a headache, and contacted the summoning beast left in Yukinin Village. Soon after, his figure disappeared into the cold laboratory.
In Snow Village, a biting wind whips up heavy snow, relentlessly lashing this frigid land and enveloping the entire village in a vast expanse of white.
Takuno Minamoto's face was covered by that familiar fox mask, and he was sitting there watching Jugo and Shiro arrive.
At this moment, Jugo's face was filled with barely suppressed excitement and joy, and even his breathing was trembling slightly.
He did it! He didn't let his superiors down and successfully mastered what they called "Sage Mode."
A mysterious and powerful force.
When that immense energy truly filled his entire body, and the moment he stepped into that realm, Jugo clearly sensed an unprecedented transformation.
That power was so vast, far exceeding the limits of any of his previous out-of-control rampages.
A powerful, almost dizzying feeling gripped him, and a hint of disbelief even crossed his mind.
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Is this really the power I can possess? And without having to lose my mind and become a beast?
However, the surge of power did not shake his resolve.
He is still himself, the Jugo who longs for an ordinary life.
Although the wind and snow were cold during my time in Snow Village, my heart was warm.
Being able to serve adults, having companions of similar age to play and joke with, and receiving motherly care from Yakushi Nonou—
All of this has quietly smoothed out the jagged edges of his childhood memories.
Happiness, once an unattainable dream, seems to be transforming into solid ground beneath our feet.
He genuinely thought: This is fine.
Having enough strength to protect oneself and help others is enough; there's no need to be too dazzling or stand out, nor to be an outcast among one's companions.
He cherished the peace and warmth of the moment and did not want any disturbance to break this hard-won stability.
Even though he knew that this newfound power would allow him to do more, he—didn't care at all.
Not everyone regards the pursuit of power as the guiding principle of life.
At this moment, Jugo's gaze toward Takuno was burning with passion, filled with gratitude and anticipation.
Finally! The root of the rampaging curse that has been eroding his life for so long is about to be sealed away by the adult himself.
The future of an "ordinary person" is clearly beckoning to him.
However, just as this hope was rising, a cold, chilling malice, enough to freeze one's blood, pierced through Jugo's joy without warning!
The biting chill and deadly sense of danger, like invisible icicles, instantly sent a chill down his spine and made his hair stand on end.
The source was actually emanating from the adults!
Jugo froze completely, his excitement vanishing instantly, leaving only astonishment and confusion.
Bai also keenly noticed the dramatic change in atmosphere, his eyes filled with worry.
Yuan Tuoye stood still, the light from behind his mask sweeping over Jugo and Shiro.
He clearly sensed a cold and unfamiliar impulse surging deep within him, an impulse to obliterate the two people in front of him.
This impulse, though weak, is real and undeniable.
He understood that this was not directed at Jugo or Shiro personally, but rather at a destructive urge directed at "everyone".
"So that's how it is—" Yuan Tuoye suddenly realized the terrifying nature of "him" in the illusion.
That was not only a soul yearning for self-destruction, but also a madman steeped in despair, intending to drag the whole world down with him.
At this moment, he may finally understand why the other party was so obsessed with the power of the Ten-Tails; it was not for the purpose of saving or ruling.
Rather, it was to obtain the ultimate power to incinerate everything, to turn everything he hated, including himself, into dust.
"My lord—?" Jugo's voice trembled slightly as he cautiously inquired, breaking the suffocating silence.
Bai also nervously clenched his sleeves, his gaze fixed on Yuan Tuoye.
"—You guys go back first." Yuan Tuoye's voice came through the mask, even colder than the snow in Yukinin Village, carrying a calmness that was forced to be suppressed.
"I'm experiencing some issues. I'll let you know when I need to."
"My lord, we are needed—" Bai took a half-step forward urgently, but was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"Leave." Yuan Tuoye's tone was resolute and left no room for argument.
The order to leave had been given. Jugo and Shiro quickly exchanged a glance, both seeing the deep worry in each other's eyes.
However, the orders of adults cannot be disobeyed.
The two bowed silently and their figures quickly disappeared into the vast snowstorm. They had only been there a short time before they were asked to leave.
The heavy air seemed to freeze around the seat. Yuan Tuoye sank deeply back into the chair, his fingertips unconsciously tapping the cold armrests.
A belated sense of regret was quietly rising in his heart.
"I shouldn't have been in such a hurry"—this thought echoed repeatedly in his mind, sharp and jarring.
He should have planned this crucial step more carefully: first return to Yukinin Village, immerse himself in mastering the mysterious Sage Mode, and then touch the auxiliary device that could accelerate the awakening of the Sharingan!
Due to that aftereffect, starting the path to learn Sage Mode now is undoubtedly not feasible.
The power of Sage Mode is undeniable; it is a ladder of power sufficient to reach the pinnacle of the mortal realm.
However, the danger it contains is equally real and brutal, leaving no room for gamblers!
It demanded that the user possess a vast reserve of chakra, but more importantly, it required absolute control over the delicate balance between physical energy, mental energy, and the natural energy flowing from the outside world.
That exquisite proportion, if misjudged even by a fraction, would lead to an abyss of no return!
He is not Naruto Uzumaki and did not learn Sage Mode at Mount Myōboku. Even if he was slightly inferior to the Sage Fukasaku, he could still force out the natural energy within his body with the Dog-Beating Stick in Fukasaku's hands.
However, he doesn't have any magical artifacts to help him learn Sage Mode, so he can only rely on himself. Therefore, he can't succeed if he's even slightly lacking.
It was this deadly precision that even cut off his usual shortcut of "spiritualization" to use other people's bodies for experimental exploration.
Admittedly, he is not afraid of the backlash from those "materials" after they master Sage Mode. Even if they succeed by chance, they could never be his match now.
The real constraint preventing him from using the physical body as a material lies in the physical barrier!
The chakra levels of those physical bodies are often insufficient, and even with his powerful spirit, he, Gen Takuno, still lacks the precision to control the chakra of "others," unable to reach the level of effortless mastery required for Sage Mode.
As for Jugo's body? He would certainly use it as a stepping stone.
But that's tantamount to turning on easy mode.
No matter how imperfect Jugo's immortal body, with its flowing bloodline, is far superior to that of Gen Takuno's mortal body!
The experience? It's bound to be different!
He was not being self-deprecating. Yuan Tuoye had rock-solid confidence in his current vast amount of chakra, and his proud chakra control was the cornerstone of his climb all the way up.
He was certain that as long as he could use Jugo's body to personally "taste" and analyze the perfect proportion of the Sage Chakra that constituted the technique, he would be extremely confident in reproducing and even controlling this power within his own body.
However! Now! The aftereffects of that damned assistive eye-opening device, that inexplicable self-destructive tendency lurking deep in the consciousness and sometimes stirring, are like a venomous snake lurking in the dark!
It may seem to have little impact, like a tiny ripple on a calm lake.
But cultivating in Sage Mode is like dancing on a knife's edge! It's about weaving the most intricate energy on that fragile balance point!
If, in the critical moment of allocation, this thought flashes even for a fleeting second, even for a moment's distraction or interference—
As for the consequences, Yuan Tuoye closed his eyes, and in his mind he had already sketched out a terrifying scene of energy going out of control and his body disintegrating!
The dark, uncontrollable urge to destroy something that had been lurking in his mind when he faced Jugo and Shiro earlier had sounded like a cold alarm bell deep within his consciousness!
Now is definitely not the right time to seize the power of Sage Mode!
Only by completely eradicating these ever-present, destructive impulses and clearing away the thorns in his mind can he embark on the perilous path to the realm of immortals without distraction.
This is the optimal solution.
Thinking of this, the regret for using the assistive device at the wrong time came crashing down like a tidal wave.
As for abandoning the device? The thought was crushed the moment it crossed his mind.
Impossible! Without it, how could one open that final door in such a short time, the Mangekyou Sharingan?
Do we have to rely on real-world stimulation?