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Seeing Saki's actions, the previously tense Chitoro finally sighed in relief.
It seems Sasori has been acknowledged.
If that's the case, Lord Aizen should be pleased with Sasori.
Sasori, still controlling his ten puppets, was slightly stunned by Saki's move and then fell silent after hearing Saki's words.
Slowly, he retracted the two scrolls he had just unfurled in his hands.
Seeing this, Saki's pale eyes showed a hint of curiosity as he spoke softly.
"Are those two scrolls in your hand the techniques you intended to use to break my Revolving Heaven?"
Sasori, still silent, nodded slightly, then looked at Saki and said hoarsely.
"These two scrolls are Scroll One: Infernal Hell Formation and Scroll Two: Corrosive Sulfur Boulder. They enable my puppets to release scorching flames and corrosive low-temperature water jets."
A glint flashed in Sasori's eyes as he continued.
"If I release either technique individually, your omnidirectional defense would probably block it."
"But when the two techniques intersect, the reaction between intense heat and extreme cold creates an explosive force that's terrifying. Even with your defense, you would struggle to withstand it."
Hearing this, a glint flashed in Saki's pale eyes as he calmly observed Sasori, who had maintained a composed demeanor since their encounter, and spoke softly.
"So, the technique you mentioned to break my Revolving Heaven is not impossible."
After contemplating for a moment, Sasori replied hoarsely.
"If my calculations are correct, the explosive force should be able to destroy your absolute defense."
As if stating a simple fact, Sasori finished and then took out his main puppet, which he had put away before the battle.
Under the control of chakra threads, his heart left the current puppet and quickly moved into the red-haired boy puppet.
The main puppet, cloaked in a black robe, had an adorable yet slightly rigid face. Under the robe, his artificial joints were barely visible, indicating that his body had undergone extensive modifications.
Saki quietly observed, pondering.
This child has remained calm and composed, analyzing everything on the battlefield.
From observing my techniques to instantly understanding my attack patterns and the mechanics of Revolving Heaven.
Is it because he's transformed into a puppet, or was he always like this? His precise battle calculations are impressive.
Although he might overly trust his judgment, his abilities are commendable.
After a while, Saki spoke softly.
"Very well, I acknowledge your abilities."
"I believe Lord Aizen will be very pleased to meet you."
Hearing this, Sasori seemed uninterested in the mentioned Lord Aizen.
With calm red-brown eyes, he looked at Saki and spoke with a childish voice.
"Both my teacher and you mention Lord Aizen, but meeting him doesn't excite me."
Raising his pale hand and looking at the artificial joint, he continued.
"All I seek is to create the perfect puppet, one that can achieve eternal existence."
"As for the wars you mentioned, they are insignificant compared to eternity."
Hearing Sasori's words, Chitoro's face darkened. His eyes, like doorbells, glared angrily as he spoke sternly.
"Sasori, what did I tell you?"
"Do not disrespect Lord Aizen. Your so-called eternity is but a fleeting spark before him."
"Seriously, how many times do I have to remind you?"
Chitoro looked at Sasori with a mixture of frustration and helplessness.
Although Sasori had an incredible talent for human puppetry, he had always been stubborn, fixated on achieving eternal existence since childhood.
Even as his teacher, Chitoro couldn't change his mind.
Sure enough, Sasori ignored Chitoro's reprimands, turning his back to him.
This attitude infuriated Chitoro, but he could only sigh heavily.
Saki, observing quietly with his pale eyes, sensed the peculiar master-disciple relationship between Chitoro and Sasori.
With a hint of understanding, he spoke softly.
"Since the test is over, I can take you to meet Lord Aizen."
Hearing this, Chitoro's face showed excitement, while Sasori remained calm and uninterested.
Saki glanced at their expressions and spoke softly.
"Follow me. I believe Lord Aizen will be pleased to see Sasori."
"In other words, Chitoro, your actions will likely satisfy Lord Aizen."
Chitoro's rough face showed a hint of joy as he spoke gruffly.
"I hope so. This is the task Lord Aizen gave me three years ago. After much thought, I decided Sasori should complete this plan."
"Being Lady Chiyo's grandson, Sasori has the chance to meet the Kazekage. Together, we should be able to eliminate the Third Kazekage."
Saki glanced at him and spoke softly.
"There's no need for such trouble. Lord Aizen only needs you to mark the Kazekage's space."
"Eliminate him discreetly during his travels, and the rest of the plan will proceed smoothly."
Chitoro was momentarily stunned but quickly collected himself, replying sternly.
"Regardless, as long as Lord Aizen's plan succeeds."
Saki nodded slightly.
"It's best you think that way. We are ultimately Lord Aizen's subordinates, and everything we do is to help him achieve his unprecedented grand vision."
"No matter the challenges, our role is to contribute our strength."
Hearing this, Chitoro's eyes showed determination.
Sasori, however, remained unmoved, his gaze calm.
The three then left the blood-scented small house, disappearing into the desert sands.