The scenery before his eyes shifted abruptly, and Seii returned to the island he had been on earlier.
Standing on the massive rock, he looked up at the sun, which had already risen halfway into the sky. After thinking for a mont, he decided to postpone the test for a day.
Since he was going to conduct a test, it was essential to ensure the data was as accurate as possible.
Before advancing Senro Myriad Seals to level 7, he had already been training for several hours, and his condition was far from its peak.
Afterward, he had crafted a scroll and sealed the Seven-Tails, both of which, though not ti-consuming, had significantly drained his energy.
As for the Seven-Tails, setting aside the chakra extracted during its initial training rounds, the sheer outburst it unleashed before being sealed had already cost it a great deal of strength.
Under these circumstances, any test results obtained would be unreliable.
Thus, he decided to delay the test by a day, allowing all conditions to return to their original state before proceeding.
This way, he could obtain the most accurate results, enabling him to plan his future training more effectively.
Of course, he wouldn't waste the rest of the day—he would continue his usual training as always.
Given his current base attributes, the energy expended during such training could be fully restored with a good night's sleep, ensuring no delays for the test the next morning.
As for the Seven-Tails, based on his observations over the past month, losing a re 200,000 points of chakra wouldn't significantly impact it. He could continue extracting more.
With that in mind, Seii stopped overthinking. Placing the tal sphere containing the sealed Seven-Tails aside, he raised his hands and ford the Rin seal, casting Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu.
Poof!
With a burst of chakra smoke, more than twenty clones appeared around him.
Without wasting words, Seii swiftly assigned them their respective training tasks.
Once they had dispersed, he sat cross-legged and began his own training.
Alternating between Palm Sage Jutsu and Mind Reflection Jutsu, he simultaneously strengthened his body and enhanced the evolution of his Sharingan.
Ti ticked by, second by second.
In the blink of an eye, an hour had passed.
Seii dispelled all his shadow clones, absorbing their training experiences and mories from the past hour.
After converting those insights into skill proficiency, he picked up the tal sphere beside him and resud absorbing the Seven-Tails' chakra.
Once a round of chakra replenishnt was complete, he cast Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu again, instructing his clones to continue the previous training from their refreshed state.
An hour later, he recalled them once more.
And so, the cycle repeated, round after round, until nightfall.
Considering that he needed to maintain peak condition for the test tomorrow, Seii did not train too late. Once fatigue set in, he stopped, returned to his wooden house, and went to rest.
A quiet night passed.
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The Next Morning.
At dawn, Seii woke up in his wooden house. After a quick wash, he ate a few ration pills to fill his stomach before stepping outside onto the massive rock.
Instead of rushing into training, he first retrieved the tal sphere containing the sealed Seven-Tails from his ninja tool pouch and extended his ntal awareness inside.
Through his perception, he saw that after an entire day and night of struggling, the creature seed to have finally realized it had no chance of escaping on its own and had quieted down.
However, it still harbored significant resentnt toward him. Throughout the past day, Seii had attempted to communicate with it multiple tis during his training breaks, but it had ignored him every single ti.
Although it had not concealed the fact that it possessed intelligence, its gaze toward him held nothing but hatred—except, perhaps, for a deeply hidden sense of fear.
There was no helping it. The abilities Seii had displayed—especially his Mangekyō Sharingan—always reminded the Seven-Tails of a particular person.
That person had wielded the sa eyes, using them to manipulate the tailed beasts' consciousness and force them into aningless conflicts.
The experience had left a profound psychological scar.
Initially, even upon seeing Seii's eyes, the Seven-Tails had not felt much fear. After all, it understood that humans varied greatly.
Even if two people possessed the sa eyes, their abilities and potential could differ vastly.
In its long life, it had never encountered another person as terrifying as Uchiha Madara.
Thus, at first, it did not fear Seii.
That was—until Seii used his Mangekyō Sharingan to drag its consciousness into an illusion, tricking it into misjudging the timing of its escape.
That mont had been a wake-up call.
It was important to note that when it broke free, its power would surge dramatically. Given its ntal preparedness, ordinary genjutsu should not have affected its perception of reality.
Yet Seii had managed to deceive it—without a single trace.
This realization left the Seven-Tails deeply wary of him.
And so, beyond hatred, it also developed a sense of fear toward Seii.
Inside the sealed space, Seii stared into the Seven-Tails' compound eyes, which resembled those of an insect. After a long mont, he shook his head and withdrew his ntal awareness.
To be honest, if he truly wanted to make the beast talk, he had ways to do so.
The simplest thod would be to call it by its true na.
After all, apart from the Sage of Six Paths, who had originally divided them, and the nine tailed beasts themselves, no one else knew their real nas.
One could imagine that if Seii were to utter its na, it would undoubtedly spark its curiosity and initiate a conversation.
However, he had no intention of doing that.
For one, he had only considered communicating with it as a casual diversion, not as a necessity.
More importantly, this action carried risks—risks he was unwilling to take.
Yes, risks!
Seii had not forgotten that the nine tailed beasts could communicate with each other.
Although he did not yet understand the conditions for this, he would never expose his foresight if there was even the slightest chance of being discovered.
Moreover, the Sage of Six Paths—the one who had divided them—was still very much alive!
Given his imnse abilities, it was entirely possible that he had placed so kind of monitoring chanism on the tailed beasts. If he detected anything unusual, Seii would be in serious trouble.
After all, compared to Black Zetsu, who tirelessly sched to revive his mother, the Sage of Six Paths—who hid in the Pure Land while seemingly treating humanity as a farm to harvest high-level souls—felt like a far greater puppet master lurking in the shadows.
Until he reached a sufficient level of strength, Seii would never expose his anomalous knowledge to such a being.
This was one of the key reasons he often chose to act within the rules rather than disrupt them.
As these thoughts flickered through his mind, Seii shook his head to clear them. Placing the tal sphere aside, he focused his energy and raised his hands, casting Multi-Shadow Clone Jutsu once more.
Poof!
Over a hundred shadow clones materialized at the sa ti.
At last, the long-awaited test began.
Seii quickly assigned them their respective tasks before sending them off to train.
anwhile, he did not idle either. Following the plan, he began his own training as well.
And so, ti ticked away, second by second.
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