INFILTRACIÓN

Madara was now meditating, in the nearest training field, he had put aside the mystical arts a little and was concentrating more on physical strength, upon meeting Hashirama obtained his 3 tomoe, the Sharingan was quite powerful and he discovered it so soon as his soul was transferred here. She now mastered her art of opening and teleporting to different sides is quite noticeable, everyone in the Uchiha clan wanted to have that power. But she refused to give it to him. Meditation gave her the freedom to travel in her astral form, and now that she thought about it carefully she was a complete idiot! He concentrated so much on the Shinobi arts that he completely forgot about this side! Astral travel would allow him to obtain information, such as conversations or books! He could infiltrate different clans and obtain their jutsus and have more in his arsenal! Instead of trusting the system too much. The latter knew that he was not as faithful as she thought and he knew it. He only appeared from time to time to give him a mission, even though the rewards were quite large. She just smiled to herself. I had knowledge from the Marvel World of the Mystic Arts books but I never applied them freely. It was time to surpass herself. Astral travel was revealed to be an invaluable tool. The ability to move in the spiritual plane would allow him to obtain vital information: clandestine conversations, ancient manuscripts and well-kept secrets. The idea of infiltrating enemy clans and acquiring jutsus stealthily filled her with excitement. The system that had sent her to this world had its own mysteries. He was not as loyal as he seemed; He appeared sporadically to grant quests, although the rewards were substantial. Madara, however, smiled to herself, aware that her knowledge encompassed even the Marvel World's books on mystical arts, although she had never fully applied that knowledge in her previous life. Now, it was time to explore its true potential. Meditation led her to an obvious conclusion: her excessive focus on the shinobi arts had disconnected her from her ability to astral travel. Now, with clearer vision, he prepared for a deeper infiltration, beginning with the Hyuga Clan, a powerful adversary that lay beyond the borders of his own clan. Madara, slipping into the astral plane, silently passed through the walls of the Hyuga village. Their presence was a whisper on the breeze, perceptible only to those with finely tuned sensory abilities. While exploring the hidden corners of the enemy clan, he encountered figures of importance, listening to clandestine dialogues that shed light on the tactics and strategies of the Hyuga Clan. At one such time, he crossed paths with an individual in the rival clan, an extraordinary sensory master. Sensory Master of the Hyuga Clan, frowning and narrowing his eyes, he felt a presence but no one was around, he turned on his byakugan but no one showed. "Tks... what is this? I feel a strange presence. Someone is among us but yet there is no one... Madara, in her astral form, smiling to herself, slipping further into the shadows. The plot was enriched with each new piece of information gathered. The mysterious connection between Hashirama and Madara, the mystical arts that weaved their destiny, and now, the raid on the Hyuga Clan promised unexpected challenges. The second chapter of the infiltration of the Hyuga Clan loomed, and Madara prepared to uncover the darkest secrets the enemy clan had to offer. History unfolded like an ancient scroll, revealing intrigues and hidden powers in every fold.