123 [Sponsored] Chapter 123: Perfect Curse Seal

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[The 7th Division of the Police Department dispatches elites to support the Land of Water border, 'Uchiha Yoru' is appointed as the frontline commander]

After forcefully breaking into the Intelligence Department, Uchiha Yoru not only avoided punishment but was also issued a sort of promotion order that the higher-ups in the Konoha chose to ignore.

The Hokage personally issued the order. Although not the overall commander at the frontline border, at his age, being responsible for commanding a regional area is already considered a new height.

The overall commander, a position once held by all three Sannin, is generally responsible for directing the battlefield in one direction and can command over a thousand ninjas, even deploying them at the border. This is almost equivalent to the existence of a general.

A commander is responsible for local border command, and can lead an army of about 200-800 ninjas, depending on the current situation.

Uchiha Yoru has suddenly become a rising star in Konoha, also marking an end to the Orochimaru incident. Many people are quietly contemplating that it seems the Third Hokage doesn't want to push too hard, after all, Orochimaru is his own disciple.

The moment this order was issued, countless people in the Konoha began to speculate. However, one thing is certain: this matter has come to an end, and Uchiha Yoru has stepped into the limelight.

The hearts of Orochimaru's followers, which were hanging in the balance, have almost completely relaxed. At the very least, it proves that the village will not pursue the matter further.

The unrest among the people almost instantly began to stabilize upon hearing this news.

Police Department Seventh Division Office.

"Big Brother Yoru, the watchers outside have withdrawn."

Uchiha Shisui lowered his head and spoke in a deep voice, while Uchiha Yoru responded with a self-mocking smile, "Yes, after all, he's the Hokage. A single order has stabilized people's hearts and also won them over. This matter is over now."

At this moment, Uchiha Yoru was even more secretly amazed by the cunning tactics of the Third Hokage. Had Orochimaru's incident not been so unpredictable, the Third would never have been so passive.

"Is it over?" Uchiha Shisui, lowering his head, showed a sarcastic smile in his eyes.

"What about Lord Orochimaru, Big Brother Yoru?"

Looking at Shisui, whose expression was clearly abnormal and obsessive, Uchiha Yoru spoke sternly: "Shisui! Haven't you calmed down after all these days?"

The Lord Orochimaru, who carried everything in Shisui's heart, had been abandoned. The so-called 'Will of Fire' now seemed like a joke to him.

"Shisui! Let's not talk about this anymore."

Facing Shisui, Uchiha Yoru changed the subject: "Shisui, you should be well aware of Hokage's orders. Inform the Seventh Division about the people going to the front line, and two days from now, I will head to the border."

"Yes!" Uchiha Shisui took a deep breath and replied. Seeing Shisui suppressing his emotions, Uchiha Yoru rubbed his eyebrows and shook his head: "Shisui, go. The matter is over, and now there is a war starting at the village border."

As Shisui left, Uchiha Yoru, who was lazily leaning back in his chair, revealed a thoughtful expression as he looked at the two invisible, pale gold coins in his hand.

Qi Luck Coins!

Gold inherently contained a strand of qi luck in the shinobi world; it was just too little, hence the need for a large number of gold coins. His system's need for in-app purchases was really about the qi luck on the gold coins.

After the Third Hokage's orders were issued, he officially stepped onto the stage and naturally gathered a large amount of qi luck.

Qi luck is something everyone has, but most people cannot utilize it. This ethereal existence can only be said to become more solid during its peak period, and dissipates into the world when it ends.

But he could see his and his people's qi luck. When qi luck reaches a certain level, it can be solidified for personal use to strengthen oneself.

Just like the Third Hokage, who had a lot of qi luck but couldn't use it.

"So that's how it is. Now I also have a high position and am endowed with qi luck," Uchiha Yoru squinted his eyes, playing with the Qi Luck Coin in his palm, revealing an ambitious smile.

Those in high positions will continuously generate qi luck, unlike some ninjas whose qi luck is almost fixed.

This further solidified his ambitious heart. What would be the amount of qi luck he'd get if he could bring the entire shinobi world under his control? By then, the likes of the Six Paths and the Otsutsuki Clan would all become his prey.

(Qi Luck or Luck)

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The oppressive atmosphere in the Seventh Office Building of the police department seemed to come alive once again.

For the first time since the Orochimaru incident, Uchiha Yoru stepped out of this building, which was ostensibly an office but actually a prison, dragging his lonely figure in the twilight.

In the Uchiha clan territory, within a dimly lit room.

Greenish healing chakra emerged from both hands, slowly placed on the forehead of the girl lying on the bed. The warmth of the healing chakra relaxed her, and she gradually opened her eyes.

Upon seeing the familiar figure, the usually strong Mitarashi Anko couldn't help but tear up, "Yoru, you're back, sob~"

First, her revered teacher Orochimaru left Konoha, then the village's distrust broke her psychological defenses. Anko began to cry loudly at this moment.

The young Anko hugged him, and the waves in her chest made Uchiha Yoru smile, comforting her by stroking her forehead with hands imbued with healing chakra.

"Anko, it's okay. You're just emotionally hurt right now, but it's fine, the Intelligence Department hasn't infiltrated your mind," Uchiha Yoru reassured, but in his heart, he sneered at the Hokage and his ilk.

For Anko, he didn't pretend to say anything good about Konoha. He stated a fact: she was locked in the interrogation room by the village's Intelligence Department, and they almost invaded her mind.

On her delicate, snow-white neck, three black curse marks were particularly conspicuous. From time to time, the corrosive chakra made Anko suffer unbearable pain. But betrayal by the village was more painful than anything else.

"Yoru, don't leave me behind."

Now was the most emotionally vulnerable time for Anko. She lifted her head and showed her tearful eyes. If not for Uchiha Yoru rescuing her, she felt she might be lying in the cold ground.

"Anko, don't worry. I won't abandon you."

Upon hearing this, Anko, who had become extremely sensitive after enduring all the mental trauma, felt a little paranoid.

"Anko, it's okay now."

Comforting the small figure in his arms, Uchiha Yoru finally relaxed, dropping all his guard.

In the dimly lit room, Uchiha Yoru stared at the qi luck gathered above Mitarashi Anko's head, mumbling, "So that's how it is."

Although Anko was not strong, her destiny as Orochimaru's apprentice already made her more fortunate than average ninjas. Now being with him, it was a destiny bonus for him as well.

"Sob~"

Suddenly, a painful sound echoed in the dim room. Anko grabbed her neck, the curse mark causing her unbearable pain.

Holding Anko, Uchiha Yoru naturally felt it, especially as the curse mark began to affect her body temperature.

"Anko, bear with it. I can solve your curse mark by replacing it with mine."

In the dim room, Anko clenched her teeth through the pain, looking up at the only person she could rely on now.

In this distorted world, shinobi, who have been trained as tools since childhood, began to have emotional deformities.

Seeing Anko close her trembling eyes and slowly let go of her hand from her neck, showing the hot curse mark, he knew her choice.

Her trembling eyelashes seemed to be responding. In the dim room, Uchiha Yoru's three-tomoe Sharingan spun as he gently bit onto Anko's neck.

Sharp fangs easily pierced the skin, and with an inexplicable force sweeping over, Anko, nestled in Uchiha Yoru's arms, moaned painfully.

"Yoru! Don't abandon me."

Under Anko's painful moans, the new curse mark began to devour the previous one. Black smoke swirled around, symbolizing the dispersing Orochimaru's curse mark.

Perfect Version of the Cursed Seal!

Uchiha Yoru now commands the perfect version of the cursed seal, which minimizes damage to the body and is relatively mild.

If Mitarashi Anko could withstand the original cursed seal, it proves that her body doesn't reject the seal.

In the original story, it's clear that not every ninja survives the cursed seal; many can't handle it.

His perfect version of the cursed seal also has this limitation.

As his unique seal is branded, the mild power of the cursed seal eased the pain Mitarashi Anko was in, and for the first time in many days, her pained expression turned peaceful before she fell into a deep sleep.

During this period, Mitarashi Anko had experienced the darkest moments of her life. The attack from the cursed seal had already exhausted her mentally and physically, and now she finally got some peaceful sleep.

Just then, footsteps could be heard. Uchiha Yoru's expression changed; he gently placed Anko on the bed, covered her with a blanket, and left the room.

In the moonlight, Uchiha Yoru's luxurious residence welcomed two visitors, one big and one small.

"Mother, this is Master Yoru's residence."

Uchiha Itachi respectfully looked at the house and lightly knocked on the door after receiving his mother's nod.

Inside the bright living room, Uchiha Yoru, Uchiha Mikoto, and Uchiha Itachi sat across from each other.

"Mistress."

Uchiha Mikoto also exhibited the etiquette of a noble family, holding her tea and softly saying, "Yoru, I hope you won't take offense to our silence recently; our clan has been under significant pressure."

Lately, Uchiha Yoru had been virtually confined to his office-like building. The Uchiha clan chose silence, unable to oppose Orochimaru's power. All they could do was keep their own people safe.

But now things were different. With the support from high-ranking officials and Jiraiya of the Three Great Ninja, Uchiha Yoru had now gained real power within his own forces and even inherited Orochimaru's legacy.

"Mistress, I understand the pressures on our family."

Neither the Clan head nor the elders came this late at night. It was both to avoid suspicion and to test Yoru's choices.

"Lord Yoru, Itachi has activated the Sharingan. The border is unstable, and we need to send reinforcements. We're counting on you to take care of Itachi."

At this point, Uchiha Mikoto revealed a pleading expression for the first time, and Itachi respectfully nodded, "Master Yoru, please."

Sending Itachi to the battlefield is a test!

Uchiha Yoru nodded without much thought, "Itachi is my student; I will naturally take good care of him. This mission will not only stabilize people's hearts but also give the Uchiha clan a chance to prove itself."

The Uchiha clan had been wrongly blamed for the Nine-Tails incident and was now eagerly sending their elites to regain trust.

"Thank you, Lord Yoru."

"Thank you, Master."

Itachi seemed to have matured a lot. Even his mother didn't know what he was thinking now.

Sensing the tense atmosphere, Itachi respectfully said, "Master, Mother, I will go to the courtyard to practice my sword skills."

Both Uchiha Yoru and Uchiha Mikoto smiled, "Itachi, you're working hard."

"Focus on projectile weapons and illusions for now. Train in ninjutsu once you've grown."

"Yes, Master."

Itachi respectfully left the room, leaving Uchiha Yoru and Uchiha Mikoto alone.

No one knows what they discussed that night, but both appeared content after a couple of hours. Mikoto left with Itachi, smiling and nodding her head.