Chapter 1 Would you let me go if I called Sass for you?(2/2)
For a blood family like Uchiha that worships the strong, the three magatama is of extraordinary significance.
As long as you awaken the three magatama, you can directly enter the decision-making level of the family and have actual say in the family!
At the regular meeting held before every major action, the opinions and views of the three magatama members of the clan must first be solicited.
And Qianye has undoubtedly opened this door!
He opened his eyes, and a pair of dark three-magatama slowly rotated in the scarlet-eyed child!
The world is clearer than ever before.
The dust in the air fluctuates.
Under the insight of Sharingan, a fly 10 meters away moved slower and slower, and finally seemed to be stuck in amber, motionless.
The lines on its wings are clearly visible and you know it like the back of your hand!
Qianye took out a shuriken and threw it gently.
The shuriken sliced through the air, dragging a long trail.
Chi!
The bodies were separated.
The confused fly crashed.
"This is extraordinary..." This feeling fascinated Qianye.
"And I hold the key to its evolution!"
He took a deep breath, calmed down, did not close his Sharingan, and carefully felt the consumption of chakra.
'The consumption of turning on it for half an hour is about the same as using the Fire Ball Technique. Of course, if it is a fierce battle, the chakra consumption will be faster.'
Because the ability of the Sharingan, whether it is insight, copying or illusion, requires the consumption of chakra.
'But the Uchiha clan has more chakra than others. This is the advantage brought by blood.'
Naruto, aka the Eye Legend is not without reason.
Glancing at the experience bar.
+0.5.
It's gratifying, it's gratifying...
Qianye opened the drawer, took out a well-kept notebook, and began to read through it carefully.
The dark magatama rotates like a sophisticated scanner, imprinting the writing on it into my mind.
Qianye closed his notebook, sorted out his original memories of Uchiha Shisui, and stopped writing.
It's like an actor writing a biography for the character he plays.
After a long time, he took out a pile of letter paper and began to write.
After scrapping dozens of pieces of paper, Qianye, who had a sore wrist, finally wrote a satisfactory work.
I closed my sour Sharingan and made some preparations for the next action.
After finishing, Qianye changed into casual clothes and left the room.
"While it's still early, let's go to the forest to get familiar with it. Otherwise, we have to have another meeting later and won't have time."
Before leaving, he looked at himself in the mirror and was quite satisfied.
Good looks are on the line. In the previous life, it would have been a problem to avoid 20 years of detours just by relying on this face.
Chapter completed!