"The sealed eye technique on one of the White Zetsu has been triggered. Black Zetsu, go and see which White Zetsu has been killed."
Uchiha Madara lowered his eyes and stared at the black object on the ground.
Black Zetsu was surprised to hear what Madara said, "White Zetsu has been discovered?"
For so many years, White Zetsu has never been discovered by anyone. Until today, this record was broken, and there were casualties for the first time.
In this way, it means that their existence has been exposed.
Perhaps the enemy was still unclear about their origins, but at least it was clear that there was an unknown force hidden in the Shinobi world.
After all, the White Zetsu's body was different from normal, and there were still Hashirama's cells in his body.
The enemy can find some clues by studying the body of White Zetsu.
Fortunately, Madara had planted a sealing eye technique on the White Zetsu's body early on, preventing the enemy from stealing information with Yin Release jutsu and Illusion Techniques, or they would have exposed more information.
The Black Zetsu fully believed in Madara's words, and it immediately possessed a certain White Zetsu, and then used the Mayfly Technique to move through the earth at high speed.
In about half an hour or so, the Black Zetsu returned, and it said in a grave tone, "Madara-sama, it's the White Zetsu in charge of spying on Konoha's side."
"Really, it seems that village has recently produced a good sensory ninja."
Madara said in an unperturbed manner.
As the founder of Konoha, he knew very well how great the foundation and potential of Konoha were. Although White Zetsu's lurking ability was powerful, it was not invincible. There were still ninjutsu and blood limit that could restrain it, but the ninjas who learned those ninjutsu were very rare.
As the saying goes, there is no such thing as a wet shoe when you walk by the river.
The White Zetsu had lurked smoothly for so many years, and now that it was exposed and killed, it wasn't something worth making a fuss about.
"Madara-sama, what should we do next, a ninja who can spot the White Zetsu has appeared in that village, it will be difficult to continue to gather information about Konoha in the future."
The Black Zetsu said with some urgency.
It's no wonder that he is not anxious. Konoha is now the center of the ninja world. The information of Konoha largely determines how they will set up conspiracies to provoke disputes in the ninja world.
The reason why Konoha is fighting so hard now is that they have done something dirty.
Through various channels, they have noiselessly passed on information to other ninja villages, giving them a certain advantage in terms of information.
The underground intelligence black market in the Shinobi world today was basically being manipulated by them.
"Continue to send the White Zetsu over to get information, don't worry about our information leaking out, with my sealing pupil technique in place, no one in the Shinobi world will be able to find out about us and our purpose, at most they will only leak some useless information, but it's better not to let the White Zetsu go over there for the latest period of time, and then go and check it out again after a while.
Konoha is now at war with both the Rain Ninja and the Sand Ninja, that ninja who was able to discover the White Zetsu definitely won't stay in the village all the time, going into battle is the only way to maximize his usefulness, and I'm confident that the people in Konoha must be thinking the same thing."
Madara thought about it a little before making his decision.
"I understand, Lord Madara."
The Black Zetsu immediately followed the order.
"By the way, has there been any important information from Konoha's side lately?"
Madara asked.
"Hehehehehe~, Madara-sama, Uzumaki Mito is going to die, and the dead White Zetsu had come back before, and he brought a very important piece of information that is what Danzo is trying to do in order to ..."
The Black Zetsu sniffed and said happily, telling Madara everything about the information he had gotten from the White Zetsu.
Uzumaki Mito was about to die, for the Black Zetsu, this was definitely a heavenly good news.
Because as long as Uzumaki Mito didn't die, it was impossible for the Nine Tails to capture it.
Even he had to admit that this woman, Uzumaki Mito, was too powerful.
Even if it was Madara in his heyday, it wouldn't be easy to take her, if he wasn't careful, he might just capsize in the ditch, not to mention the fact that she could manipulate the Nine Tails perfectly.
How terrifying the sealing jutsu was, Black Zetsu knew too well.
This kind of jutsu was just unreasonable, strong as the Ten-Tailed Jinchuuriki and the Chakra Ancestor would have to bow down in front of it.
Uzumaki Mito was undoubtedly the strongest sealing jutsu master in the world, and historically, in terms of sealing jutsu strength alone, he might only be below Six Paths Sennin.
"Time is the best weapon, Mito, I didn't expect you to leave this world before me, well, Hashirama should miss you."
Madara disdained the actions and life and death of Danzo, the stink bug. He was only interested in Mito's situation. He sighed, with a flash of reminiscence and hatred in his eyes.
"Lord Madara, shall we tell the other Shinobi villages this news in secret?"
The Black Zetsu said with no more than anticipation.
Utilizing the power of the other Ninja Villages to get Uzumaki Mito killed as soon as possible, further weakening Konoha's power and provoking a great war in the Shinobi world was something he was very happy to see.
Moreover, as long as this woman died, there would be no difficulty for the White Zetsu to go to the Senjuichi clan territory in the future.
In the past, the White Zetsu had been unable to go to the Senjuichi Clan to spy on the information there because this woman's sensory ninjutsu was very terrifying, and the White Zetsu definitely couldn't hide it from her once he got a little closer.
"Of course, since she's dying, then this old friend of mine will send her off early."
Madara said without hesitation, a rare smile on his face.
Mito, you hateful woman should have died a long time ago.
This is kind of a cheap way for you to meet that big fool Hashirama earlier.
"Yes, Madara-sama, I'll arrange it right away."
Black Zetsu said excitedly.
With that, he was about to use his Mayfly technique to drill into the ground again.
"Wait, tell me about the situation on Nagato's side."
Seeing this, Madara hurriedly spoke out to stop Black Zetsu.
Compared to Mito, he was now more concerned about Nagato's growth, his Rinnegan were now hosted on Nagato's body, and he could not afford to make a half-hearted mistake.
"As for Nagato, he is now hanging out with two orphans, Yahiko and Konan, and has formed a deep friendship. They are now looking for the whereabouts of the three ninjas of Konoha on the battlefield and want to worship them as their teachers. Don't worry, I have always asked several powerful White Zetsu to follow and help them secretly, and nothing will happen."
The Black Zetsu immediately reported in detail about Nagato's recent events.
"Oh~, has he found a companion, a very good start, have the White Zetsu and the others protect those other two children, they will be an important force for Nagato to see this world clearly."
Madara sneered as he heard Nagato find a friendly companion.
It only took a deep love and then a loss to truly see this irredeemable world clearly.
"I see."
Understanding what Madara meant, the Black Zetsu readily agreed before voicing another question, "So what are your orders on this matter of them finding the Sannin? That guy named Jiraiya of the Sannin is the one that those dead toads from Mount Myoboku have their eye on, a very naive guy who might be able to influence Nagato."
"The son of prophecy? Hmph, boring stuff, as long as Nagato isn't taken away from the Rain Country, don't bother, it won't affect the plan anyway."
Madara said dismissively, not thinking at all that a naive guy like Jiraiya, who put his hopes in prophecy, would affect his plans.
In this irredeemable world, naive people would only die faster.
Even if they didn't die, they would gradually become disillusioned with this world and eventually hate this irredeemable world.