Aoki Yoru heard the words of his clone, a conflicted expression appearing on his face.
The clone seemed to know what Aoki Yoru was thinking and explained directly:
"I know you can't bear to involve those civilians, but is the life the civilians of the Land of Birds live even a life? They are worse off than ancient slaves. Giving them a chance to resist might lead to a better life."
"Moreover, the strongest in the Land of Birds are just ordinary Genin. Even if the great nations intervene later, it can serve as a warning to the nobles, making them afraid to oppress the civilians too much, otherwise, they really will rebel."
"Didn't Che Guevara say, 'After we leave, they will build schools and hospitals for you, and they will increase your wages."
This is not because they have found their conscience, nor because they have become good people, but because we have been here.'"
Hearing the clone's explanation, Aoki Yoru sighed. "You're right. I hope the outcome is good."
"Also, how did you get them to believe you? They look very devout!"
The clone smiled triumphantly. "Didn't you give me two Three-Tomoe Sharingan? I found someone and stuffed fabricated memories of the Yellow Turban Army from the Late Eastern Han Dynasty into his mind, making him believe he is a transmigrator and that I, this Evil God, sent him to save this world."
"As for us humans, as long as we transmigrate to another world, we believe we are the chosen ones, and then we are full of motivation to change the world."
"This person was previously a minor noble. Now he has spent all his wealth and is gearing up to change the world, eventually standing atop the heavens!"
Aoki Yoru's mouth twitched upon hearing this. He hadn't expected his clone to come up with such a method. Even though it was his own clone, he had to admire his imagination.
In this way, he wouldn't have to worry about the development of the Evil God Cult.
Aoki Yoru knew very well how attractive the teachings of the Way of Peace were to the poor. When the time came, with just a call to arms, countless civilians would pick up their hoes and charge into battle for his Evil God Cult.
And it would definitely spread to neighboring countries, even the entire world.
But Aoki Yoru had no intention of stopping it. The civilians of the Ninja World lived too miserably. Giving those high-and-mighty lords a lesson was good, so they wouldn't dare to exploit them too harshly; after all, if there's a first time, there's a second.
Didn't Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's 'Are kings and nobles born to their status?' influence the Dragon Country for thousands of years!"
Seeing that everything was normal on the clone's side, Aoki Yoru was relieved. Everything was moving forward as planned, putting him in a great mood.
Suddenly he thought of something and said to the self-satisfied clone, "By the way, since things are on the right track here, go to the Land of Rice Fields to find Orochimaru and exchange some biological knowledge with him using white zetsu cells."
His research on white zetsu cells had hit a bottleneck long ago, and his inability to make progress made him a bit irritable.
But biological knowledge in the Ninja World was extremely scarce; there was nowhere to learn even if he wanted to. He just had high comprehension and a fast learning speed; if he had to create knowledge out of thin air, it would take forever.
He didn't dare to go find Orochimaru in person. That bastard would sell him out without hesitation after the trade was done.
Just like himself, he had no integrity to speak of.
"white zetsu cells? Isn't that too cheap for that snake? Didn't we get some Hashirama cells from Danzo? Can't we just use those?"
white zetsu cells would definitely be of great use to a guy like Orochimaru; perhaps they could allow him to create an even stronger body.
Aoki Yoru shook his head. "There are only a handful of people in the entire Ninja World with the strength and motive to act against Danzo. I am also on the list of suspects."
"As long as you take Hashirama cells to find Orochimaru, he will likely link you and me together. We cannot leave any room for people to make connections."
Hearing this, the clone nodded. "True, those guys would rather kill the innocent than let the guilty go."
At this moment, Aoki Yoru smiled. "Moreover, we can also leak the fact that Orochimaru has white zetsu cells to Obito and let them tear each other apart."
"Alright, I'll find a time to go see that venomous snake."
At this point, the clone seemed to think of something. "By the way, do you want to take Samehada back? It's not of much use to me."
"You should keep it. What if you need it later?"
Aoki Yoru had already anticipated what would happen to the clone next.
If his actions in the Land of Birds were successful, they would soon face the combined suppression of the Daimyos of the Land of Earth and the Land of Wind.
Being a Daimyo, one might be useless in other aspects, but their political intuition is top-notch.
To ordinary people, it's just a coup in a small country; to the Daimyos, what they see is the shaking of the foundation of their rule.
Since the formation of the Five Great Ninja Villages, the dual system of the great nations would face a tremendous challenge.
It might not just be the surrounding countries; the nobles of the entire Ninja World might unite to deal with him, perhaps even more resolutely than they dealt with Uchiha Madara during the Fourth War.
"Alright, since there are no problems on your end, I'll be going."
Aoki Yoru stretched and let out a soft sigh of relief.
With his worries gone, Aoki Yoru finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Since graduation, except for that brief year of border patrol, he had been suffocated by one trouble after another, his nerves strained until now.
For the next two years, he could finally catch his breath and have a good rest.
Coming to an open space, Aoki Yoru summoned Yatagarasu and had it fly toward the Land of Fire. His clone hadn't sent any news yet, so it seemed he was still on a mission. Taking advantage of this rare leisure time, he would wander around.
"Hmm?"
Aoki Yoru also noticed that Yatagarasu was not flying toward the Land of Fire. He asked in confusion, "Where are you taking me?"
Yatagarasu let out a long cry, "Caw," and flapped its wings to speed up, charging straight into the distance.
"Alright then!"
Aoki Yoru stopped asking and sat steadily on the bird's back, letting it take him in an unknown direction. Anyway, the answer would be revealed soon.
Suddenly, a few cries were heard, and several shadows appeared in the distance.
Aoki Yoru looked into the distance and said in surprise, "They've grown so big in just over a year!"
Now Aoki Yoru also knew Yatagarasu's purpose: it was to take him to see its children.
Five small Yatagarasu, each 6 meters long, flew over from the distance, fluttering up and down around their mother.
Looking at these small Yatagarasu, Aoki Yoru was glad for the choice he made back then.
It wouldn't be long before they could form their own flock, which would be a great help in group battles.
And although he couldn't use them now, what about his descendants? He'd have a few more kids later, and each would have a summoned beast.
"So, can Yatagarasu learn Sage Mode and make their nest the next Holy Land?"
Then Aoki Yoru shook his head, mocking himself for being so fanciful.
How could that be possible? No one knows how long the Three Great Holy Lands have existed, but it's certainly longer than the Six Paths Sage; their foundation is unimaginable.
He even suspected that if the Three Great Holy Lands really didn't care about the consequences, they could even cultivate Six Paths Level combat power, just like the forbidden technique of the Eight Gates, though it wouldn't be permanent.
Otherwise, how did they survive the hands of Ōtsutsuki Kaguya and Ōtsutsuki Isshiki? Of course, it's also possible they simply hid and didn't come out.
After spending some time placing seals on the souls of the five small Yatagarasu, Aoki Yoru took the family of six and turned around, flying toward the Land of Wind.
He knew Yatagarasu didn't just bring him to recognize the children, but also to let the five young birds familiarize themselves with the Ninja World under his protection.
After all, the Ninja World was full of danger everywhere.