The Hokage, having traveled here, of course he'd unify the ninja world!

Chapter 668 A Different Kind of White

For Orochimaru, his greatest pursuit in life was to explore the endless and unfathomable path of science.

Now, the existence of a power surpassing even the Bloodline Limit has undoubtedly foreshadowed a future far more vast and boundless than he could have imagined before.

How could he not be overjoyed by such an amazing discovery? The excitement welling up from the depths of his heart was simply irrepressible!

Thinking of this, Orochimaru couldn't help but mutter to himself, "It seems I really need to speed up my research."

At this moment, his narrow eyes shone with a burning light, filled with boundless longing and yearning for a bright future.

After all, for someone as intelligent as him, the thing he likes and looks forward to most is witnessing the vast future full of infinite possibilities gradually unfold before his eyes.

Just then, Qianyao, who was standing to the side, suddenly spoke up with a smile:

"Don't worry, given the current development of Konoha Village, all the things you hope to see will come true."

Then, as if remembering something, Qianyao added:

"What is the important experiment that Tsunade told me you've been working on recently?"

Upon hearing this, Orochimaru turned his head slightly, a mysterious smile appearing on his lips.

He turned and strode toward the laboratory inside, waving to Qianyao behind him to follow.

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While Chiyo's main body went to discuss matters with Orochimaru, one of his clones quietly descended upon the Uchiha clan's spacious training ground.

On this field, Kimimaro and Gaara are fighting.

Gaara on the field manipulated his sand ability, and the originally thick sand grains miraculously transformed into thin, silk-like lines.

These fine sand threads darted and weaved through the air like a swarm of nimble snakes, creating dazzling illusions.

Standing opposite him was Kimimaro, who possessed exceptional physical prowess and had already activated his Sage Mode.

Amidst the crisscrossing sand lines, Kimimaro's figure moved erratically, shifting left and right with such speed that it seemed as if he were teleporting, making him impossible to predict.

The clash between these two masters was lightning fast, as swift as the wind.

Their movements were so fast that even those with slightly poorer eyesight couldn't make out their specific actions and techniques.

Moreover, Gaara did not choose to stay put, but instead skillfully raised large amounts of sand in the air.

He cleverly used the sand to perform a sand-instantaneous movement technique, making his figure appear and disappear among the sand, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.

Both sides possessed exceptional defensive capabilities, and both employed a strategy of using speed to counter speed, making the battle truly breathtaking.

It is no exaggeration to say that if any of them were replaced by other ordinary ninjas, they would probably find it difficult to cope with such a high-intensity confrontation, let alone be as at ease as they are now.

Just as Chiyo's clone arrived, Gaara and Kimimaro, who were locked in fierce combat, seemed to have a telepathic connection and stopped fighting almost simultaneously.

It was clear that, despite the intense battle just now, both of them still had a considerable amount of strength left to spare.

"Lord Qianyao!"

Upon seeing Qianyao arrive, the three of them simultaneously let out shouts of surprise.

In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Qianyao as swiftly as a gust of wind.

Gaara's face turned bright red, and he became extremely agitated. He suddenly rushed forward and hugged Chiyo tightly.

Because of Gaara's sudden action, Haku, who was standing to the side, instantly lost her place to stand. Helpless, she could only reach out and gently pull on Chiyo's arm.

Compared to Gaara and Haku, only Kimimaro appeared somewhat calm.

He stood quietly in front of Qian Yao and respectfully performed a standard bow to him.

Qian Yao smiled, a hint of amusement in his eyes.

He reached out his right hand, ruffled Gaara's hair, and said with a smile:

"You little rascal, I can't believe you've grown up so much!"

Then, she gently stroked her white hair with her left hand and sighed:

"Bai, you haven't changed at all."

Gaara is now 16 years old and in the middle of puberty, growing taller like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

His figure gradually became tall and slender, and his facial features began to show distinct angles. He exuded a youthful vigor and spirit.

His fluffy, tousled hair, in particular, made him appear energetic and uniquely charming.

However, although Haku is three years older than Gaara, she is significantly shorter than Gaara.

Moreover, Bai's outfit today was mostly a unisex ronin suit, which made her look even more petite and delicate.

With her fair and delicate face, it's as if time has stood still for her; she looks almost exactly the same as she did five years ago.

On the other hand, Kimimaro had already grown into a tall and mighty man.

He was over 1.8 meters tall, with a wide waist and a perfect figure.

The clothes he wore were in a style unique to Orochimaru's faction.

Beneath the open shirt, one could vaguely see the lines of strong, powerful muscles, exuding a masculine aura.

At that moment, Qianyao's thoughts involuntarily drifted to the white figure beside Xia Mu.

Compared to the white-haired man in front of them, there are significant differences in their personalities and physical characteristics.

At least one thing is certain: the person in white in front of you is a man.

Qian Yao's eyes darted around, a slight smile playing on his lips, and he suddenly asked:

"Bai, why aren't you wearing a skirt today?"

Upon hearing this, Bai subconsciously glanced down at the samurai ronin outfit he was wearing, then softly replied:

"In this seabuckthorn city, this kind of attire will make it easier to move around."

Qian Yao understood immediately. From this simple answer alone, he instantly knew that Bai still preferred to dress up in skirts.

However, he did not dwell on this topic, but cleverly changed the subject, saying:

"Come on, tell me about the changes you've experienced over the years."

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