Rasa and Shuang Uchiha carefully concealed their figures along the way.
Eventually, they arrived at a high tower in the center of Yugakure.
The tower was a staggering forty-five meters tall, boasting ten floors.
Shuang looked at the distant tower and sighed with a trace of nostalgia.
"Twenty years ago, this tower only had six floors. I didn't expect it to grow to ten."
Rasa smiled, then suddenly looked behind him with a trace of suspicion in his eyes.
Shuang's body tensed instantly, and she asked nervously, "What's wrong? Is there a problem?"
Rasa's brow furrowed. He didn't speak but activated Sage Mode, quieting his mind to sense the surroundings.
An experienced ninja rarely ignores a potential doubt.
Even if it takes time to confirm, they never let it go through pure carelessness.
Ninjas who treated suspicious points as mere coincidences usually died at the Genin or Chunin stage.
Rasa had only been in this world for half a year.
But he was cautious by nature, and with a bright future ahead, he didn't want to fail due to unnecessary laziness.
In Sage Mode, Rasa's senses became incredibly sharp, five times more sensitive than his normal state.
Every bit of Chakra and the general environment within a five-kilometer radius was drawn into his perception.
The specific idle chatter of Yugakure ninjas standing guard hundreds of meters away.
The thousands of pedestrians on the bustling main street a kilometer out.
The words and actions of tens of thousands of people across a dozen secondary streets.
The people living in the high towers and everyone in their homes within five kilometers.
Everything currently happening was presented clearly in Rasa's sensory map.
A dozen seconds later, Rasa blinked hard and said softly:
"Nothing. I was overthinking. Let's go."
Shuang's face showed a relieved smile.
Her body relaxed as she continued to walk side by side with Rasa.
But if one looked at them from the front.
They would see that both Rasa and Shuang had a trace of gravity in their eyes.
Despite appearing relaxed, they were prepared for any sudden crisis.
However, throughout their walk and their entrance into the high tower, nothing abnormal happened.
As soon as they stepped inside, Rasa caught Shuang's eye and lowered his voice:
"Who exactly is it that can make you so tense?"
Rasa had already activated a Silence Barrier, keeping their conversation tightly contained within a single square meter.
He shook his head and said softly, "It would be more accurate to call it 'Her'—the Deity."
Shuang's body stiffened again, her face full of anxiety. "She found us this quickly?"
Rasa thought for a moment and shook his head again.
"It's more likely she found us the moment we entered the village."
His expression turned solemn.
"If she spotted us from the start, she must know my identity, yet she remains so confident."
"It seems her power might be much greater than I imagined."
"When we find her, hit her with everything we have immediately. Don't hold back."
Shuang nodded firmly, her white hands clenching into fists unconsciously.
After speaking, Rasa deactivated Sage Mode.
He would have to fight the Evil God soon.
No one knew how long it would last; it might be a brutal battle.
He needed to save every bit of energy he could.
At that moment, outside the tower where Rasa and Shuang had just stood.
The faint sound of a hand patting a chest came from the empty air.
An ethereal voice filled with surprise echoed:
"Such keen sensory power..."
"It seems I underestimated you, little male rat."
The ethereal voice became grave.
"To cover five kilometers with spiritual power so effortlessly, without any burden."
"Even twenty years ago, I could only just reach that level..."
"Should I just..."
The voice cut itself off, then continued as if debating with another person.
"No need to be nervous. So what if the little brat has amazing senses and spiritual energy?"
"Looking at him, he clearly hasn't found me. As long as we take him seriously, we can handle him."
"But when did such a powerhouse appear in the Ninja World?"
"We haven't paid attention to the details of the world for only a dozen years..."
Meanwhile, on the tenth floor of the high tower, in a luxurious office.
A man in his early forties, wearing a Yugakure forehead protector and sporting a large pot belly, was sitting.
He sat leisurely in his office chair, slowly processing a thin stack of documents.
This square-faced man with the big belly was the current leader of Yugakure.
In any other village, a leader with such a gut would be an impossible sight.
But in this absurd version of Yugakure, it wasn't strange at all.
The square-faced man picked up a document, skimmed it, and handled it casually.
While writing notes, he sighed in a relaxed tone:
"Ten thousand more residents this month. Is the situation outside really that severe?"
As a village that hadn't seen war for decades.
Yugakure naturally attracted countless people craving peace.
Consequently, its population had reached a shocking 300,000.
Such numbers completely overwhelmed the tiny ninja villages in neighboring small countries.
But the number of ninjas in Yugakure was only about 300.
The ratio of residents to ninjas reached a ridiculous 1000:1.
Even in the prosperous and peaceful Konoha, the ratio was only 60:1.
Sunagakure's ratio half a year ago was 40:1.
Even after Suna's continuous attraction of migrants, it only shifted to 43:1.
By all accounts, Yugakure's ratio made it a juicy fat lamb.
Yet no ninja village plotted against it, and no chaos erupted.
The middle-aged man finished his notes and checked the next file.
He had been the leader for only a few years, but he had already lost the vigilance and ambition he had before taking office.
Like the previous leaders he once despised, he lived a life of leisure.
He took a complete laissez-faire attitude toward the village's status.
Whenever the Yugakure leader recalled his younger self vowing to implement reforms, he felt embarrassed.
He would feel awkward at the memory of his immature former self.
After all, the village was protected by a Great Deity.
Any enemy with ill intent would walk into the village and immediately turn themselves in with bitter remorse.
Everyone who entered would become incredibly harmonious, treating others like family.
Thus, an expanded military was simply unnecessary.
Even the current 300 ninjas were more than needed.
In his view, this was the legendary "Great Unity" society.
Of course, as a necessary price, they had to pretend not to see certain things and cooperate actively.
But to him, that wasn't a very large price.
So even when the Ninja World War broke out six months ago.
And neighboring small villages went on high alert and recruited frantically.
The Yugakure leader remained unmoved.
Even hearing that the war ended at an amazing speed, he only gave a casual "Oh," ignoring the details.
Bang!
The locked door was kicked open.
The leader frowned, looking at the door and the man and woman who walked in.
He didn't immediately enter a combat state, but said in a hostile tone:
"Who exactly are you?"
"Why did you burst in without being announced?"
Rasa looked at the man who felt more like a neighborly uncle than a leader and shook his head.
Too much peace had numbed these ninjas' nerves, even the leader was no exception.
With such dull reaction speed.
Any rogue Chunin or even a prepared Genin could probably kill him.
Seeing the man's reaction, an embarrassed look appeared on Shuang Uchiha's face.
Going on a rampage in such a ridiculous village felt like no achievement at all.
It was almost humiliating to count as a victory.
She lowered her head slightly and explained:
"Rasa, twenty years ago, they weren't this pathetic."
"Although Yugakure ninjas were only average then, they still had basic vigilance, reflexes, and bloodthirst..."
The leader's eyes flickered as he looked at the incredibly seductive and beautiful woman who looked barely thirty.
Deep fear flashed within his gaze.
Suddenly, he remembered his youth twenty years ago.
The scene of a girl who looked very similar to her breaking in and slaughtering everyone!
It took forty seconds after Rasa and the others entered for the leader to finally react.
His hands began to form seals clumsily and slowly.
"Mmh..."
Just as he reached the second seal in three seconds, his eyes went hollow.
He slumped into his chair, letting out a soft moan.
Rasa, controlling him with Genjutsu, shook his head in disdain.
"How pathetic. You are the most useless leader I have ever seen."
No wonder Hidan, with only his immortality and mediocre combat skills.
Could easily slaughter Yugakure as a mere rookie years later.
With a village this embarrassing, it would only get worse in the future.
"Where exactly is the Evil God behind you?"
The leader spoke in a dull, hollow voice:
"The Deity... is in the village..."
Rasa frowned and pressed for specifics.
"Where is your Evil God right now?"
"At... at..."
The leader stammered.
Suddenly, his head snapped up. His dull face split open with a massive mouth.
A terrifying, eerie smile appeared as he stared at Rasa:
"Right behind you!"