"Moreover, the stronger the ocular power, the more hidden content one can see."
"I want to ask, does the White Snake Great Sage know of this stele?"
The White Snake Great Sage nodded slightly, lost in thought.
Only the Sharingan can see it; the stronger the ocular power, the more you see. It also talks about the understanding theories of the Ancient Ninja Sect...
It's confirmed.
Who else would think this way other than Asura and the Six Paths Sage?
This is quite obvious; isn't this a legacy left by the Six Paths Sage for his resentful son Indra!
Couldn't advise him while alive, and even after death, he leaves a repetitive will, truly unbecoming of a sage...
The White Snake Great Sage sneered inwardly, then nodded seriously:
"If it has such content and restrictions on ocular power, it's very likely left by the Six Paths Sage. I once had a brief encounter with him and have heard many of his stories and principles from that era."
"This unique thought, it's undoubtedly his."
The White Snake Great Sage felt an unexplained urge to laugh; it was a joke often told in its youth.
The Six Paths Sage and his brother locked up their mother, even extracted the Ten-tails, using violent means to become the sole deity of the Ninja World...
Then they turned around and wanted the entire Ninja World to start trusting and understanding each other.
Why not understand your mother?
If you can't understand your mother, how can you expect others to mutually understand?
This naturally contains Ryuchi Cave's sour satire about the Six Paths Sage approaching Mount Myoboku, a dark sarcasm creeping beneath the surface.
And also a genuine lack of understanding.
This thought process is just too bizarre, the snake truly doesn't get it...
Aomi nodded thoughtfully: "If I bring the stele, does the White Snake Great Sage have a way to appraise it?"
The White Snake Great Sage replied:
"Of course, if the stele is indeed left by the Six Paths Sage, the year and engraving technique would not be falsifiable."
"Thank you for answering, then there's a second question, about the Child of Prophecy."
Aomi laughed somewhat helplessly:
"The Great Toad Sage of Mount Myoboku prophesied in a dream about future peace, saying the Ninja World would give birth to a Child of Destiny, whose existence would determine the Ninja World's future of peace or destruction. To achieve a good outcome, guidance from Mount Myoboku is necessary."
"As of now, Mount Myoboku's advocate believes I am the Child of Prophecy."
"Frankly speaking, I'm not fond of those toads, so I want to seek a comprehensive opinion."
The White Snake Great Sage deftly lit a tobacco pipe, taking a deep draw of smoke!
Among the Three Holy Lands, they hold mutually restraining relationships.
Katsuyu restrains snakes, snakes restrain toads, and toads restrain Katsuyu.
Due to Katsuyu's mild nature, even with a restraining relationship with Ryuchi Cave, there's not much animosity between them.
But the flamboyant Mount Myoboku and the equally aggressive Ryuchi Cave have quite significant conflicts.
However, after the Six Paths Sage endorsed Gamamaru, the situation changed. Even though Ryuchi Cave restrains Mount Myoboku, it cannot initiate attacks...
"You are the Child of Prophecy, Aomi-kun."
The White Snake Great Sage first acknowledged Aomi's identity, exhaling smoke with a sense of relief, and said solemnly:
"But you are not the Child of Prophecy appointed by Mount Myoboku; you're the one anticipated by Ryuchi Cave and even the entire Ninja World..."
"I have seen your image in dreams, bringing unprecedented change to the Ninja World."
"At this moment, those spirits who have lived for hundreds of years are joyfully surrounding you, the best proof."
"As for following Mount Myoboku's instructions for correction, just let that old Gamamaru get lost. It's always the same trick." The White Snake Great Sage's expression showed a trace of genuine disdain.
"Even the Six Paths Sage was deceived this way."
"And now, still playing the same trick?"
"Don't even think about it!"
The White Snake Great Sage was quite pleased; Aomi possesses the dialectical thinking of a Dragon Transforming talent.
Unlike the Six Paths Sage who had innate thinking but was disconnected, possessing overpowering strength over the Ninja World yet still trusting so-called prophecies.
As if echoing the White Snake Great Sage's words,
Three nimble and smooth-skinned little white snakes gently nuzzled against Aomi's arm, their tails moving lightly.
Aomi smiled silently.
"Is that so? Then I understand."
Aomi raised his arm, caressing the cold and fragrant white snake scales, and said slowly:
"If possible, I want them to travel the Ninja World with me. My constitution is relatively special; to fully and quickly master Sage Mode, I need the power of these Snake Princesses."
"Please approve."
The White Snake Great Sage pondered, exchanging a subtle glance with the three White Snakes, and suddenly a mutual understanding was reached.
In the eyes of these Snake Princesses, the White Snake Great Sage saw the flames of desire burning...
"Approved, Aomi-kun."
The White Snake Great Sage emphasized, "You are the destined contractor of Ryuchi Cave. If needed, feel free to speak with me."
Aomi nodded, "Great Sage, next time I will bring the Uchiha Stele to visit you..."
"I shall take my leave first."
A concise and straightforward farewell.
The White Snake Great Sage did not find it abrupt. To it, such bearing was befitting of a strong person...
Rather than calling it a contractor, it would be better to say that Aomi and Ryuchi Cave had formed a strategic collaboration.
Aomi needed the power of Sage Mode, while Ryuchi Cave needed the secrets of Aomi's Dragon Transform, complementing each other.
"You might as well take these texts."
The White Snake Great Sage's eyes flashed as several giant serpents formed of rock slithered over, carrying several ancient-looking scrolls on their heads.
"Thank you, White Snake Great Sage."
Aomi slowly and gently placed the texts into his bosom, "I will remember this kindness."
The White Snake Great Sage felt a tinge of favor, "No need to thank..."
In regards to the texts from Ryuchi Cave, Aomi's actions showed respect, further signifying acceptance of this gift.
No matter the heights Aomi might reach later...
Today, with these texts taken and three Snake Princesses assisting in his training, compared to Shikkotsu Forest and Mount Myoboku, Ryuchi Cave has invested early in a new future!
There would always be some affinity formed.
This was enough.
After leaving Ryuchi Cave, Aomi ascended a mountain peak, gazing at the swirling sea of clouds and misty mountains, shaking his head.
"Tobirama, even the sages cannot escape conflict..."
"The grudge between Mount Myoboku and Ryuchi Cave seems to have accumulated for a thousand years. Why can't they let go of the hate?"
"Or maybe hatred itself is something that cannot be let go of."
Senju Tobirama sighed rather troubled.
Aomi, perhaps you should not be so caught up in the sage disputes, the toads' and snakes' prophecies; those are minor issues...
This sun-like Nine Tomoe Rinne Sharingan is truly too ominous.
Ominous to the point where even Uchiha Madara's ocular powers and the Nine-tails' Chakra feel warm in comparison.
"Aomi, come inside first, let's discuss face to face."
Senju Tobirama needed to confirm whether Aomi could sense that Nine Tomoe Rinne Sharingan...
If he could sense it, that would actually be better.
If he couldn't, then there would be a big problem!
"What's wrong, Tobirama?"
Aomi's helpless smile bore a faint hint of teasing when facing Senju Tobirama, "You must miss me, huh?"
"This is bad, Aomi can't sense it!"
Senju Tobirama didn't even have the time to retort Aomi.
The Nine Tomoe Rinne Sharingan, like an extinguishing sun, floated conspicuously at the center, extremely eye-catching.
Yet Aomi showed no indication, as if he couldn't see it at all!
Senju Tobirama's mind immediately went into turmoil.
Should he tell Aomi or not?
"Tobirama, let's meditate together for a while and calmly process the information we have."
Aomi sat down beside Senju Tobirama, closed his eyes, and fell into contemplation.
Senju Tobirama pursed his lips, "Very well."
Telling Aomi would mean adding another heavy burden to this already encumbered youth...
If Aomi were overwhelmed and underwent some uncontrollable mental changes, that would be disastrous!
This is not the Ancient Uchiha...
This is a Rinne Sharingan never before seen by anyone!
Senju Tobirama dared not act rashly.
Atop the mountain, Aomi sat in meditation within the clouds, as though an Immortal harvesting the essence of the wind and moon.
On the plains below, Uchiha Rin waited elegantly for her demise, much like a lost fawn.