Naruto: I, who fooled the ninja world, was hailed as a savior.

Chapter 1 Such a night should be utterly silent (Seeking monthly votes)
Tonight, the night in Konoha is exceptionally dark, as if it were soaked in ink.

In the thick darkness of the Death Forest, outside the stone cave embedded in the fault line of the slope, the shadows of snakes meandered through the bushes.

Hiss... hiss...

Seemingly sensing something, the snakes raised their heads slightly to look around, spitting out their blood-red tongues.

In the distance, several masked black figures appeared silently in the trees, like owls, without alerting the snake swarm.

"Is it right here?"

At the head, Hiruzen Sarutobi, clad in light armor, stood on a tree with a somber expression, gazing at the bottomless cave in the distance, his mutterings heavy and complex.

"Disperse," Hiruzen Sarutobi said in a deep voice.

Swish!Swish!
The black shadow behind it instantly split into smaller parts and scattered in all directions, spreading out like large black wings, covering the entire area with sharp beaks and claws.

This is the special forces unit known for its assassination tactics, which are highly efficient, ruthless, and shrewd.

Recently, many genin, chunin, and even anbu ninjas have gone missing without explanation in Konoha. It should be noted that ninjas who can join the anbu are at least chunin with a skill, and they are considered the backbone of Konoha.

Even with Danzo Shimura's cover-up in the shadows, it was impossible to completely erase all traces.

What angered and puzzled Danzo Shimura even more was that a senior member of the Hyuga clan had died today, and the director of Konoha Hospital had suddenly disappeared right before his eyes.

Has Orochimaru gone mad?

This matter finally alarmed Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was busy dealing with the border conflict in the Land of Fire, and he immediately thought of the unusual news about Orochimaru's actions some time ago...

"Orochimaru……"

After a moment of silence, Hiruzen Sarutobi and the two Anbu members disappeared, leaving behind only a sigh that sounded like a mixture of disappointment and regret.

Meanwhile, underground, beneath the cave, lies a complex, cold, and damp drainage system.

Tick ​​tock...tick tock...

All that could be heard was the sound of sewage dripping into the puddles and creating ripples.

However, within a vast, dark space, it has been transformed into a secret experimental base.

"No matter how many times I see it, I am always amazed by the exquisite and wondrous nature of this body."

Looking at the lifeless, intact corpse on the operating table, Orochimaru's desire and greed were almost overflowing.

He had traveled to various parts of the ninja world and had seen many well-preserved ancient corpses, but they were either crooked skulls with bulging eyes or swollen limbs that tore through their clothes.

But the corpse in front of me was completely different. Its appearance was exquisite, unlike that of a human. Its skin was fair and its hair was black and lustrous. Even its eyelashes had not fallen out. Its eyes were closed as if it had just entered a dream.

However, the withered torso showed signs of dehydration, and the muscles in the limbs had atrophied.

Orochimaru was certain that the boy was dead, but the body somehow retained a certain degree of vitality.

Orochimaru felt as if his "soul" had broken free of its restraints, leaving only an empty shell of a body...

"So this is the Otsutsuki clan." Orochimaru's chest rose and fell slightly as he licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue.

After all, the Hyuga clan is a powerful race that created chakra and ninjutsu, as recorded in their ancient texts. It's normal for them to possess strong vitality and a powerful soul.

However, even the Otsutsuki clan shed bright red blood, not the bodily fluids of noble gods.

According to his speculation, if he could transplant all the organs of this body, he could even transform his own physique and bloodline, possessing incredibly powerful ninjutsu talent and vitality.

This kind of surgery can only be performed by someone who is skilled in organ and cell transplantation techniques; even Tsunade cannot do it.

It seemed as if it was prepared especially for him.

Thinking of this, Orochimaru looked at the figure on another operating table beside him, and met a pair of white eyes that seemed to tremble with fear, and an old face with a look of shock and anger.

The former was a boy of only fifteen years old, who happened to be close in age to the corpse. His long, black, silk-like hair was draped down, and his youthful face was pale and taut. The swastika-shaped curse mark on his forehead was particularly striking.

In the entire Hidden Leaf Village and even the entire ninja world, only the Hyuga clan possesses such pure white, snow-like eyes, and only members of the branch family are afflicted with the ugly Caged Bird Seal.

Hinata Kumokawa.

That's the boy's name.

The corpse of this member of the Otsutsuki clan, as well as the ancient book that records the ancient secrets of the Hyuga clan, were both offered to him voluntarily by Hyuga Kumokawa.

According to the secrets recorded in ancient books, the Hyuga clan is a direct descendant of the Otsutsuki clan, so the transplant would likely have the best results and would not easily cause rejection or other complications.

"Yun Chuan, now only the heart is left. Are you ready?"

Orochimaru wore a gentle, feminine smile, deliberately omitting the surname and honorifics and addressing him by his first name.

This kind of address usually indicates a close relationship or a significant difference in rank, but it clearly shows that the two people are not very close. It is an arrogant statement that "everything you have belongs to me."

The same is true.

Once the organ transplant surgery is completely completed, Orochimaru will implant a cursed seal on him, develop the Soul Reincarnation ninjutsu as soon as possible, find a way to break the Caged Bird Curse Seal, and finally seize this perfect body.

Orochimaru wasn't worried that things would get out of his control; he was just a fifteen or sixteen-year-old kid, and besides, he was considered "trash" by the Hyuga clan.

"Lord Orochimaru, please make your move."

Hinata Kumokawa's expression was filled with fear, but his tone was extremely firm. His eyes, looking at Orochimaru, were full of admiration and gratitude: "You killed that old man and avenged my parents. I am willing to offer you this body that I cannot control."

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru smiled. It had indeed taken him a lot of effort to infiltrate the Hyuga clan's territory and kill a senior elder. He figured his good teacher should have discovered by now that it was him who did it.

There was no other way; he not only needed to perform the surgery perfectly, but also to use the life-sustaining sealing technique. He had to concentrate all his energy and had no spare strength to manipulate illusions. The recipient could only remain conscious.

Therefore, the only option is to grant Hinata Kumokawa's request and kill the head elder of the main family who forced his parents to their deaths, so that he will cooperate willingly.

It didn't matter; he was already fed up with everything in Konoha. As long as he could obtain the secrets of the Otsutsuki clan, even defection would be worthwhile.

"Lord Orochimaru, what do you want to do?"

The person who spoke was another elderly man in a white coat, who was also the missing director of Konoha Hospital. In fact, he was a medical talent trained by Danzo, codenamed "Owl".

At this moment, the owl's gaze towards Orochimaru was filled with fear, in addition to shock and anger.

Orochimaru completely ignored him, figuring the old man would obey anyway.

With this thought in mind, Orochimaru cleared his mind of all distractions and, after confirming that everything was ready, activated the complex sealing technique beneath his feet.

hum!
Black jutsu patterns covered Hyuga Kumokawa's body, binding it while supplying him with chakra, and simultaneously activating the established external blood circulation device, with tubes inserted into the aorta and superior and inferior vena cava.

Now, Hinata Kumokawa's kidneys, liver, pancreas, gallbladder, and other organs have been replaced by the internal organs of that Otsutsuki clan corpse, leaving only his most important and dangerous heart.

puff.

Orochimaru conjured a chakra scalpel in his hand, the tip of which traced along Hyuga Kumokawa's bones and flesh, revealing blood-red internal organs through the opened chest cavity. He then focused intently on cutting off the fresh heart, leaving only part of the posterior wall of the left atrium and the tissue of the right atrium.

Turning his head, Orochimaru removed the Otsutsuki heart from the corpse. Looking at the heart, which was calm yet still blood red, Orochimaru held it up with almost pious movements, but his actions did not cause the slightest ripple.

The heart belonging to the Otsutsuki clan was placed into Hyuga Kumokawa's body at this moment.

"You actually want a heart transplant?" The owl, who had been silent all along, suddenly asked in a trembling voice, "Do you think the two of us can handle this?"

"I think you can," Orochimaru said coldly, looking up at the old man. "Because if you can't, what's coming next might get a bit bloody. What do you think?"

Owl's aged, loose face twitched slightly, but he still obediently stood before the operating table. Orochimaru began suturing the blood vessels; his methods were extremely primitive and insane. If even one blood vessel malfunctioned, the recipient would be on the verge of death.

However, under the meticulous manipulation of Orochimaru and his companion, a large amount of chakra surged into Hyuga Kumokawa's body, continuously providing him with a powerful life force, almost miraculously keeping him alive.

Time passed second by second, and Orochimaru's accumulated chakra gradually depleted.

Fortunately, the blood vessels have begun to heal, and even the cross-shaped incision on the chest cavity is gradually healing under the power of the Palm Immortal Technique.

"Only one last step remains. I will then dispel the life-sustaining barrier."

Because of excessive chakra consumption, Owl could barely stand. Orochimaru's already pale face turned deathly white as he stared intently at Hyuga Kumokawa's body and whispered, "Kumokawa, don't disappoint me."

Whether it can succeed now depends on whether Hinata Kumokawa can withstand this power.

The power of the Otsutsuki clan.

Boom!
A deep, resonant heartbeat, like the beat of a war drum, echoed throughout. Veins bulged up Hinata Kumokawa's body, like the dense veins of a leaf, slightly protruding and bluish.

On the instruments, the vital signs that had lost external support immediately showed violent fluctuations.

"what!!"

Even though Hinata Kumokawa had mentally prepared himself, the excruciating pain that felt like it was tearing his whole body apart still caused him to let out a hysterical scream in an instant.

The blood pumped by his heart seemed to surge and burn in his veins. Numerous capillaries on the exposed skin surface burst open, and his body temperature instantly rose to a scalding hot level, as if the blood flowing in his veins was no longer blood but molten iron!
"Use your chakra, use your chakra to suppress and control your heart, calm it down!" Orochimaru said in a deep voice.

hum!
Numerous blue veins bulged around Hyuga Kumokawa's eyes, and the chakra surging within him caused Orochimaru's pupils to shrink.

But soon, Hyuga Kumokawa, who had been struggling, froze, and the rapidly rising vital signs on the instruments suddenly stopped, then declined at an even more terrifying speed, with a piercing beeping alarm sounding in the laboratory.

"Damn it!" Orochimaru's face instantly turned ugly. "The Hyuga clan should be the most suitable recipients, how could they not withstand it so quickly!"

If even Hyuga Kumokawa can't hold out, he'll have no choice but to try and take over the Hyuga main family.

There's no other way; the only option now is to cut it off and preserve it before it dies.

Thinking of this, Orochimaru was about to use his remaining chakra to condense a scalpel.

thump...

A faint sound reached his ears, causing him to suddenly stop moving and look up sharply at the boy in front of him.

Boom!
Hinata Kumokawa's eyes remained tightly closed, yet a muffled sound emanated from his chest, clearer this time than the first.

The laboratory was eerily silent, with only the piercing sound of heartbeats.

Boom!dong dong!

Gradually, the dull heartbeat, which had initially sounded like rain pattering on banana leaves, transformed into a deafening, thunderous roar, pounding powerfully in his chest.

"This is……"

Orochimaru's face lit up with barely suppressed joy as he walked slowly toward Hibiki Kumokawa's body, as if he were walking toward all the truths of this world. His long, golden pupils subconsciously glanced at the instruments.

Sure enough, the vital signs gradually stabilized, and the values ​​were even almost inhuman, incredibly active, and terrifyingly so.

In other words, finally...

"Yes."

Someone answered Orochimaru in a soft voice, as if telling a beautiful fairy tale.

"Finally, it's a success," he said.

Orochimaru, overwhelmed with surprise and joy, paused for a moment before seeing the figure on the operating table slowly open his eyes.

He met a pair of eyes that were both familiar and unfamiliar.

Those originally pure white pupils now radiated a layered iridescence under the shadowless lamplight, flowing like molten glass, somewhere between pale blue and white.

But this is not the source of the strong sense of incongruity that Orochimaru brings.

Instead, his eyes showed almost no emotional fluctuation, as calm and deep as a bottomless pool of stagnant water.

The blood flowing from the spring was instantly evaporated by the high temperature, and crimson mist rose from his body, shrouding his face in a hazy mist.

Blood surged through the veins like thawing spring water, every cell breathed freely like a spring bud breaking through stone, and unparalleled power rose from every part of the body.

"you……"

The owl, witnessing this scene, suddenly widened its pupils and opened its mouth as if to say something.

But, the next moment.

puff!

The cut was swift; there was no pain as it passed, only the coldness of death.

All that could be heard was a wind, calmer than the night breeze, blowing by. The sound of piercing flesh was very soft and was silently swallowed up by the wind.

Orochimaru turned his head almost instinctively, and with a slight tearing sound, he felt a slight stinging pain on his cheek.

A red line gradually crawled across his face, spreading little by little, inch by inch, until it stopped at the cheekbone on the side of his face. Blood flowers were blown away like reeds, and dampness slid down his cheek.

The owl standing beside him, in a daze, felt its vision in front of it flip and swirl.

thump!
The headless body knelt on the ground, blood gushing from the severed neck, and red rain fell inside the laboratory.

The head hit the ground with a crisp sound like a watermelon falling to the ground, rolling on the ground and leaving a trail of blood. A trace of doubt remained on the face of the head as it lay in the pool of blood, its eyes wide open in death.

And from the severed neck, blood gushed forth like a fountain, causing a shower of blood to fall on the two remaining figures.

"I've waited too long for this day."

Hyuga Kumokawa sat up, looking at his palm where chakra scalpels were gathered, watching the blood flow like spring water rolling down green leaves and pooling at his fingertips. He looked up at Orochimaru in front of him and smiled, "Such a night should be silent."

Three years, then another three years...

Finally, he completed the innate abilities of this frail body, obtained his true Otsutsuki bloodline, and...

【Ding! 】

[Your lie [Otsutsuki Remains and Descendants] has been judged as [Enticing into the scheme], [Hypocritical words], and [Making a lie come true]. Orochimaru experienced a strong emotional fluctuation, reaching the level of [Complete Belief], and gained 10000 Truth Points.]

[Comment: A deceptive trick, like a shadow floating on a wall; even a short person can cast a huge shadow.]

[Remaining realization points: 10041]

"..."

Orochimaru looked at that youthful face; in his memory, that face was forever marked by timidity and cowardice.

But at this moment, a deep smile was on his face.

Like a child mischievously pressing down on the back of an ant, watching it struggle on their fingertips, and then gently crushing it.

Utterly pure evil.

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