Lexon deactivated Six Paths Mode and returned to his normal human form.
He then walked towards where Orochimaru was.
Today, Orochimaru had sent word that he had good news for him.
The movement speed of someone with base Six Paths level combat power was ridiculously fast, and he arrived near Orochimaru in no time.
"What's the good news?" Lexon asked faintly from behind Orochimaru, who was tinkering with something.
Suddenly hearing Lexon's voice, even Orochimaru, a living dead in an Impure World Reincarnation body, couldn't help but be startled.
He turned around, intending to say something like "make some noise next time," but upon seeing Lexon's appearance, he swallowed his words. Instead, he asked with slight confusion and surprise, "What happened to you?"
"Huh? What?" Lexon didn't understand what Orochimaru was referring to.
"See for yourself." Orochimaru pulled out a smooth piece of glass from somewhere and held it up to Lexon.
He gestured for him to look at himself in the mirror.
Lexon looked into the mirror.
"Ah, this..."
Unconsciously, he let out a slightly surprised sound.
In the mirror, Lexon's skin was as white as jade, without a single blemish.
His facial features didn't seem to have changed much; he still looked like his old self. However, there was an inexplicable, eerie harmony and beauty to his face. It gave off the illusion that "did the heavens make a mistake letting him look like this?"
He had completely transformed from being somewhat handsome, or moderately handsome with his temperament, to a level where wealthy older women would definitely want to keep him as a sugar baby.
The only thing that might lower his score a bit was his slightly cold eyes.
Of course, in the eyes of some, that might be a bonus.
'How did I turn into a pretty boy...'
Seeing himself in the mirror, Lexon couldn't help but think to himself.
'Does becoming the Ten-Tails Jinchuriki and activating Six Paths Mode have a cosmetic effect?'
'That's not right. Obito and Madara were also Ten-Tails Jinchuriki in the original plot, but they didn't seem to get much handsomer.'
'Is it just me who's like this? Well, whatever...'
Lexon didn't dwell on it too much. Being handsome or ugly didn't mean much to him.
It didn't mean much in the Main God Space either. After all, if one wanted to become handsome or beautiful, they just needed to spend some value points. The Main God's cosmetic technology wasn't just for show. At the very least, one could find a relevant Reincarnator to perform plastic surgery.
So handsome men and beautiful women weren't worth much in the Main God Space.
Moreover, being too beautiful or handsome in a story world would attract unnecessary trouble, so basically, no Reincarnators would go for plastic surgery.
Unless they were ugly to the extreme...
"Orochimaru, what is the good news?" Lexon didn't stay on this topic and repeated his question.
Orochimaru turned his attention back to the question, licked the corner of his mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "The Hashirama Cells have been perfected. Furthermore, I have found Senju Hashirama's body."
"That is indeed good news." Lexon nodded.
Both the Hashirama Cells and the Wood Release possessed by Senju Hashirama himself were of certain value to the current Lexon.
Especially Wood Release.
Wood Clones created by Wood Release could carry chakra and could serve as his substitute.
There was no need to worry about being exposed.
More than that, the ultimate Wood Release ninjutsu mastered by Senju Hashirama, Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, was truly exceptional.
One must know that the size of the Perfect Susanoo was already large enough, like a mountain.
But in front of the giant Buddha with many arms created by Sage Art: Wood Release: True Several Thousand Hands, even the Perfect Susanoo was like a child.
A few slaps could knock the Perfect Susanoo to the ground, unable to get up again.
It was terrifying beyond belief...
If Lexon could master this jutsu... summon the giant Buddha during battle... then equip it with Susanoo armor, and then put a Ten-Tails chakra glove on every fist...
That scene...
Just thinking about it revealed how exaggerated it would be.
"Perform the Impure World Reincarnation on him tomorrow. Give me the Hashirama Cells first," Lexon said to Orochimaru.
Impure World Reincarnation bodies could be signed in.
Lexon had already tested this on Orochimaru.
It seemed that because the Impure World Reincarnation body plus the soul was judged by the sign-in system as a person, the sign-in didn't diffuse to other things.
Since today's sign-in count had been used up just now by signing in the last Tailed Beast, Lexon didn't let Orochimaru perform Impure World Reincarnation on Senju Hashirama immediately. Instead, he asked for the perfected Hashirama Cells.
"Here." Saying this, Orochimaru threw over a syringe filled with green liquid.
Lexon didn't suspect anything; he grabbed the syringe and stabbed it into his skin.
Injection.
The next moment, Lexon felt that his base vitality had increased again, and even his upper limit of chakra capacity had expanded.
However, it was only an accumulation of quantity; it didn't bring any breakthrough to Lexon's strength.
This was natural. No matter what, Hashirama was ultimately only a powerhouse at the Super Kage level.
Although Hashirama Cells were defyingly powerful, they hardly had any major effect on Lexon, a Six Paths level powerhouse.
But still...
Something was better than nothing.
"I'll come again tomorrow..." Lexon casually left a message and vanished.
After Lexon left, Orochimaru stared at the spot where he had departed, remaining silent.
'Uchiha Lexon... this guy seems to have become stronger and stronger...'
Thoughts surged in Orochimaru's mind.
Just now, when he turned around and saw Lexon after failing to notice his arrival, he was surprised not only by the change in his appearance.
There was also...
A change in temperament.
In Orochimaru's perspective.
The feeling Lexon gave him was as if the person before him was resonating with heaven and earth... hidden between heaven and earth. Even standing right in front of him, he felt somewhat indistinct...
'Just how strong has this person's strength become...'
Orochimaru thought.
'I can only hope that he will truly keep his promise and resurrect me...'
'Otherwise... if he doesn't keep his promise, I have absolutely no way to deal with it...'
...
Time passed...
Days went by one by one...
Until one day, in a certain dense forest.
Space seemed to be pulled open, revealing a crack.
Four people wearing black and white masks slowly walked out from it.
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