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  After finishing their shopping, they ended up carting around a rge haul of goods—food items, tools, daily supplies.

  All the while, Kushina tinued chattering about her "Hidden Vilge of Beautiful Women."

  "Shin, 't you at least help me a little with this dream?" Kushina begged, ging to his arm like she was about to stage a protest.

  "It's not that I don't want to help, But how exactly am I supposed to do that? You haven't even got a real pn." Shin chuckled.

  "Well, I haven't figured that out yet. I'll pn it out whe back. You have to help me then." Kushina pressed.

  "All right, If it's not too eous, I'll lend a hand. You'd better not give up partway, though."

  "I won't! This time I'm serious,"

  Kushina's expression was firm.

  "Then we—"

  Shin stopped mid-sentend turned his head, his brow furrowed.

  "What's wrong?" Mikoto asked.

  "Something's watg us. Wait here. I'll go catch it."

  --

  Shin vanished. In the instant, he returned clutg a bizarre, pale-white figure by the neck.

  "The heck is that thing? It looks…human-ish, but no human looks like that."

  Kushina asked, staring at the creature in surprise.

  "This is a White Zetsu," Shin said.

  The White Zetsu was shocked. How did Shin know?

  "Uchiha Madara sent you to spy on us, I assume?" Shin asked. By now, the white creature was too rattled to keep its cool.

  This wasn't the real White Zetsu, just a e. But there was no differeween the es and the inal.

  Even if the inal died, the es wouldn't die. Or rather, there was ninal or e. They were all indepe White Zetsu.

  All White Zetsu were once humans who had been caught in the Infisukuyomi.

  "How... how did you know?"

  The White Zetsu was so surprised that it actally revealed its e to Madara.

  But even if it hadn't, Shin would have known. After all, the only person White Zetsu were associated with was Uchiha Madara.

  "Where's Uchiha Madara? Take me to him."

  Shin wao find Madara. This was the perfect opportunity.

  He wasn't pnning to stop Madara's Eye of the Moon Pn. In fact, he wanted Madara to proceed with it and release Kaguya ōtsutsuki. He had pns fuya.

  "Uchiha Madara?" Kushina echoed, fused. "Didn't he die ages ago? Everyone says the Shodaime killed him at the Valley of the End."

  Mikoto and Tsuh chimed in:

  "Yes, that's the story—Madara was definitely killed by the Shodaime."

  "Long story," Shin said wryly. "I'll expin ter, but Madara isn't dead. Not yet."

  He gave White Zetsu an unamused ghe thing clearly wouldn't cooperate willingly, so Shin decided to do it the hard way.

  His Rienseigan eyes glowed. Both the Rinnegan and Tenseigan possessed the power to read minds or rip out souls. bining them only made it easier.

  Shihe Rinnegan's Human Path to yank White Zetsu's soul free, sing its memories. Zetsu vulsed, and after a moment, it died, its body slumping in Shin's grip.

  "Let's go. We're not going back yet. We're going to find Uchiha Madara." Shin said with a grin. He was going to extort some good stuff from Madara.

  He dropped the Zetsu corpse, leaving it behind.

  Once more, he opened a spatial gate with Yomotsu Hirasaka, bringing Tsunade, Kushina, Mikoto, and Konan to a remote mountain.

  --

  "Is Uchiha Madara really in a pce like this?" Kushina asked skeptically, gng around at the desote hills.

  "Not on the surfaderground." Shin's Rienseigan easily peed the rock, revealing a vast subterraneawork.

  "Let's go."

  Shihem to the cave. It wasn't a natural cave; Madara must have created it.

  "Madara Uchiha, your distinguished guests have arrived! Are you not going to greet us properly?" Shin called into the dim tunnels.

  Sure enough—

  In the deeper chambers, an elderly man with wrinkled skin and white hair sat ected to various pipes—a haunting echo of his fht. Despite his frail appearance, his presence radiated raw menace.

  He had a Sharingan. The Sharingan robably transpnted. He had already given his Rinnegan to Nagato.

  --

  "Madara-sama, it seems they've found us!" a White Zetsu said in a panicked voice.

  "I didn't expect you to find me here."

  Madara looked up, his eyes gleaming. He might look frail, but his aura was still imposing.

  "You're still alive?" Tsuared at the aged Madara in shock.

  Though old and fragile, the figure possessed a potent, intimidating bearing. Madara turned his eyes on Tsunade.

  "The granddaughter of Hashirama, if I'm not mistaken," Madara remarked. Clearly, he had kept abreast of events outside, presumably through White Zetsu's intel.

  "You don't seem bothered by my intrusion. Not even a little armed, Madara?"

  Madara's face revealed only fleeting surprise before reverting to stoic calm.

  "Armed? Hah—you think you're enough to make me fret?"

  "You sure talk tough fuy on life support," Shin replied with a mild grin, not truly offended by Madara's arrogance.

  Inwardly, Madara wondered: 'Could White Zetsu have betrayed me? No, he doesn't have the guts… so how did he find me?'

  "Madara… How you still be alive?" Tsunade demanded.

  Every er of the Shinobi world accepted that Madara died in his final battle with Hashirama Senju.

  The revetion that he had survived could shake the entire ti.

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