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  Qin Yi fully grasped the weight of Tobirama's words and reized the deep appreciation the Sed Hokage had for him.

  In the inal story, Senju Tobirama didn't make many appearances, but each time he did, it highlighted his rational and posed nature.

  Having the opportunity to engage in a private versation with him about the distribution of the Bijū (Tailed Beasts) and receiving subtle guidance was a clear indication of Tobirama's admiration for Qin Yi's abilities.

  The message was unmistakable: if Qin Yi met the basic criteria for Bijū distributioood a strong ce of attending the uping Five Nations ferend potentially acquiring a Bijū!

  While many in this era might not fully appreciate the significe of the Bijū, Qin Yi was different. He had withe grand culmination of the Naruto World and uood the true importance of the Bijū better than anyone else.

  He recalled that one of the Five Nations, the Wind try, had made the reckless choice to sell a Bijū to other vilges.

  The cost of obtaining a Bijū was no longer a for him. As long as he secured the right to distribution, his ally Konoha could iate favorable terms on his behalf.

  A smile crept onto Qin Yi's face as he chuckled softly.

  He suddenly realized that since arriving in this world, everything was moving in a positive dire.

  King's Plundering had id the groundwork for him to attain Kekkei Mōra (Bloodline Enpassing). With his exceptional talent, the ability to develop Ninjutsu, and an alliah Konoha, the opportunities before him were abundant.

  For the first time, he felt a surge of fidence about building a nation within the Hokage framework.

  "Gandalf, Qin Lin, Yang Yi!" He called out suddenly.

  "Your Majesty!" The three respoaken aback but serious.

  "Iory the supplies Konoha has sent to assist us and prepare to join the main army!" Qin Yi anded.

  "Yes!" They replied enthusiastically, their eyes shining with determination.

  Before long, the three led a hundred soldiers to duct the iory.

  Qin Yi watched them go, a wave of exhiration washing over him.

  "The future looks promising, but it will require time."

  Indeed, he ime to grow stronger, and the soldiers ime to transform into Shinobi. With only three months at his disposal, he had to make every moment t!

  Once he succeeded, the vast Chakra would enable him to achieve nearly anything!

  "It's a shame that I 't activate King's Way yet. If I could, time wouldn't be an issue for the soldiers."

  Qin Yi sighed and shook his head.

  King's Way, in essence, wasn't a King Skill. It was the process through which a King, after establishing the Otherworld Kingdom, envelops their own King's World.

  During this evolution, the King's Kingdom rapidly developed, and the civilization, training processes, and even the King's own prew at an accelerated rate.

  In King's World, the King merges the Otherworld Kingdom, evolving their domain, a process known as King's Way.

  Through this, the King gains godlike, unique abilities. For instahey bestow great power upon their subjects without requiring training, and civilization advan leaps and bounds. Simultaneously, the King's Strength also increases expoially.

  A King even harhe power of a nation te their own royal treasures.

  These are unique Skills that Qin Yi could hardly fathom at this moment.

  For a King, the most formidable strength doesn't stem from what they learn in Otherworld, but from the King's Strength surging during the kingdom's evolution.

  King's Strength embodies the essence of all power in the world. It transform everything, and even the might of gods pales in parison.

  At this moment, Qin Yi was merely a novice King, still navigating his first world. As he grows, he will e to uand the immense and boundless power his father spoke of— a power that is truly omnipotent.

  After half an hour, the three returned, pleting the iory. A hundred soldiers stood guard over the supplies, ready to join Qin Yi.

  "The iory is plete, Your Majesty."

  Yang Yi presehe list to Qin Yi, his face glowing with excitement.

  With these supplies, the soldiers would be able to sustain themselves for a while longer, allowing them to stabilize quickly.

  Qin Yi sed the list and firmed that it was indeed suffit for their jouro the try of Waves, just as Senju Tobirama had indicated.

  "Truly a shrewd and calg individual," He thought, admiration flickering in his eyes for Senju Tobirama.

  Such political a and tactical prowess made him the ideal didate for Hokage.

  After taking o look at the Konoha vilge under stru, Qin Yi turned and waved his hand.

  "Move out!"

  The hundred soldiers, guarding the supplies, set off with the sounds of creaking from the Konoha streets as they departed the vilge.

  Konoha ce of strength, beauty, and prosperity. Yet, they too had their own jouro uake, and one day, they would reach a destination filled with promise and splendor.

  Meanwhile, as Qin Yi and his group left the vilge, a different se unfolded within the Uchiha 's territory.

  In the secret chamber of the Naka Shrine, a shadow cloaked in darkness sat cross-legged, fixated on the Uchiha stoablet before him.

  To the untrained eye, the stoablet appeared to be an ordinary mo, inscribed with some enigmatic Secret Teique that was both terrifying and captivating.

  However, when the figure's eyes transformed into a blood-red hue, three Tomoe spinning within, ected by a bck lihat extended into aernal pattern, the information inscribed ooablet became something that could shake the very foundations of the world!

  Calmly with his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan, the figure dispyed no surprise, uhe first time he had entered it.

  After a prolonged silence, he spoke, his voice ced with iron resolve.

  "You are all mistaken, Hashirama, Konoha, you are all mistaken!"

  "Only I am right. I, Uchiha Madara, am the one who perceives the true reality of this world!"

  "Since you have chosen the wrong path, it will be I, alone, who seeks the right one!"

  The figure revealed himself to be Uchiha Madara.

  At that moment, he felt an overwhelming sense of isotion. He could almost sehe vibrant life of Konoha, where people ughed and celebrated their strength and prosperity.

  Yet, he stood apart, distanced from the crowd, enveloped in his solitude.

  At this juncture, his flict with Konoha had reached an irreversible point. There was no longer any possibility for reciliation.

  His former friends, his , were drifting further away.

  No one could prehend the turmoil within him— the darkness, hatred, and cruelty that ravaged his soul.

  But he suppressed all of it with great effort.

  "Does no one aowledge my existehen I shall walk this path alone."

  "True experts do not travel in groups; only cattle and sheep move in herds."

  Rising slowly, his figure twisted and vanished from sight.

  …

  On that day, as Qin Yi and his group departed, Uchiha Madara also slipped away from everyone's view.

  In the Hokage office, Senju Hashirama, engrossed in his work, soon received the news.

  "Hokage-sama, Madara has vanished."

  Senju Hashirama was taken aback, a sense of loss washing over him.

  "Is that so?"

  He too felt it— the long-standing boweeheir friendship, seemed to have been severed, o be mended.

  The unspoken uanding they once shared, akin to stones cast into the water, had abruptly e to an end.

  (End of Chapter)