Chapter 101: Sasuke Uchiha's Beast Ultra Evolution – A Super Black History

Chapter 101: Sasuke Uchiha’s Beast Ultra Evolution – A Super Black History

Bright fluorescent lights hummed overhead in the sterile laboratory.

Sasuke Uchiha lay strapped to the operating table, his Sharingan eyes flickering warily between Orochimaru and Kabuto Yakushi standing at his sides.

Noticing his tension, Izayoi smirked, arms crossed. “Relax. I’ll be watching the whole time. If you don’t trust these two, surely you trust me?”

“Hmph. I’d trust a snake before I trust you,” Sasuke shot back, lips curling into a sneer.

“Oh my,” Orochimaru chuckled silkily, golden eyes glinting. “You two remind me of the First Hokage and Uchiha Madara—once comrades, now legends. And here we have the modern heirs of the Senju and Uchiha bloodlines. History does love repeating itself.”

Sasuke shot Izayoi a sidelong glance, recalling the man’s unwavering support over the years. A rare warmth stirred in his chest.

Izayoi’s expression hardened. “You’re mistaken. This isn’t camaraderie—it’s familial. I’m Sasuke’s adoptive father. He called me that himself.”

Orochimaru and Kabuto froze mid-breath.

“You’re dead!” Sasuke roared, thrashing against his restraints.

A burst of wooden tendrils erupted from the floor, pinning him down.

“Save the drama,” Izayoi quipped. “Prove it later—after you’ve gotten stronger.” He turned to Orochimaru. “Let’s begin. Hinata’s waiting for me at home.”

Orochimaru wiped his brow, muttering a reluctant, “Understood.”

Kabuto administered an anesthetic, watching Sasuke’s eyelids droop. As he sterilized the surgical tools, Orochimaru broke the silence.

“Izayoi… where exactly do you intend to implant the Hashirama cells?”

Orochimaru’s tone was clinical, but Izayoi’s gaze sharpened. “Where would you recommend?”

“The heart is the body’s primary pump organ,” Orochimaru explained, leaning over the table. “In the Eight Gates Release system, it corresponds to the ‘Dead Gate’—the source of both blood and chakra circulation. For maximum compatibility…” He gestured to Sasuke’s left pectoral. “Here.”

Izayoi nodded. “Proceed.”

Kabuto made the incision—a precise slit over the left chest. As he injected the first vial of purified Hashirama cells, Orochimaru held his breath.

No rejection. No convulsions.

“Flawless,” Orochimaru whispered, eyes gleaming with manic hunger. “Even his brother’s cells weren’t this stable.”

But Izayoi knew the truth. The Sharingan’s Yin chakra and Hashirama’s Yang cells balanced temporarily—until one faltered. Without a counterweight, the Yang’s aggression would overwhelm the body.

“Continue,” Izayoi ordered.

Vial after vial emptied into Sasuke’s chest. His chakra surged like wildfire, Yin chakra flooding his system to neutralize the Yang. The energy fusion spiked his reserves astronomically—cheating the natural limits.

Then, the tenth vial.

Sasuke’s heart steadied. The whitened flesh of his left chest rippled—and a face emerged.

Orochimaru recoiled. “The First Hokage!”

Exactly as Uchiha Madara had once done, Sasuke’s chest now bore the visage of Hashirama Senju.

Izayoi snapped a photo, eyes narrowing. “The fusion’s begun.”

Several bubbles shimmered into existence around him.

The most prominent one remained Sage's Eye (Red).

But until today, Sasuke Uchiha had never possessed a golden bubble.

Now, one of his bubbles had undergone a transformation, shifting from purple to gold:

[Kage-Level Potential (Gold)].

Additionally, a new bubble had appeared—none other than [Bloodline Limit: Wood Release (Blue)].

Witnessing the shift in Sasuke's ninja potential and the emergence of this new trait, Izayoi's lips curled into a faint smile.

Clearly, Sasuke Uchiha had defied fate.

A mere Blue-Rank Wood Release wouldn't be enough to elevate Sasuke's innate abilities or rewrite his destiny. Even Tenzō's Wood Release was ranked Purple.

Sasuke's breakthrough stemmed from something else.

As Izayoi had speculated, the Yang Release chakra—or perhaps the Yang power—within Hashirama's cells had awakened the Indra's chakra dormant in Sasuke's body, causing his chakra reserves to surge and his limits to expand.

Unlike Obito Uchiha and Tenzō, whose Wood Release could never evolve, Sasuke's Bloodline Limit: Wood Release (Blue) was merely the beginning.

As his strength grew, so too would his chakra, eventually elevating his Wood Release to the level of Uchiha Madara himself.

Once he awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, he would gain access to near-infinite Dōjutsu power, allowing him to manifest the complete Susano'o without needing to transplant Itachi Uchiha's eyes.

And if Hashirama's cells still contained traces of Asura Otsutsuki's chakra, Sasuke might already be on the path to merging the Two Godly Natures. Even without inheriting the Six Paths Sage's powers, he could awaken a third Rinnegan decades later.

From this moment on, weak chakra would no longer be Sasuke's weakness.

Once he unlocked the Mangekyō Sharingan, he would instantly join the ranks of the strongest ninja in the world.

His drop rates would also skyrocket, giving Izayoi a real chance to obtain the Sage's Eye (Red Inherited Trait) before the Shippuden arc even began.

"Unbelievable..."

Orochimaru's voice trembled slightly as he gazed at Sasuke, now perfectly fused with Hashirama's cells, feeling the immense chakra and vibrant life force—the Yang Release chakra—radiating from him.

He'd stumbled upon a monumental secret... one that likely unraveled the origins of both the Senju and Uchiha clans.

In that instant, Orochimaru longed to find the Shinigami Mask and reclaim his soul from the Death God's grasp, desperate to conduct experiments that would confirm his hypothesis.

At the same time, he shot Kabuto Yakushi a subtle glance.

Kabuto nodded in silent understanding, preparing to act.

"Hey... Don't treat me like I'm not here."

Izayoi's voice cut through the air, causing Kabuto's movements to freeze instantly.

Vines erupted from the ground like serpentine tendrils, snatching the syringe from Kabuto's hand. The wooden restraints binding Sasuke began emitting blue chakra, rapidly healing his wounds before dissolving into nothingness.

"Ugh..."

Sasuke let out a groan, his eyes fluttering open.

Through his hazy vision, three figures came into focus. Then a familiar voice reached his ears.

"You're awake... The surgery was a success. You're now a lovely young lady."

"What?!"

The teasing remark jolted Sasuke awake. He instinctively reached between his legs.

Feeling the familiar shape, he exhaled in relief.

Click!

Suddenly, the sound of a camera shutter snapped him into panic.

Seeing Izayoi holding a camera, Sasuke's face paled with rare alarm. "You bastard! What are you doing?!"

He lunged at Izayoi, desperate to seize the film.

"Calm down. Focus on how your body feels first."

"Give me the film first!" Sasuke shouted, for once caring more about the photo than his power.

The two blurred into motion, chasing each other across the lab.

Izayoi, of course, had no intention of letting go of this blackmail material. He sealed the camera into a wrist-bound scroll and shrugged at Sasuke.

"You bastard..."

Realizing he'd lost the battle, Sasuke glared furiously. "If you dare leak this, I'll kill you!"

"Relax. Do I look like the kind of person who would do that?"

"You are that kind of person!" Sasuke snapped, his face flushed with embarrassment.

Orochimaru and Kabuto exchanged uneasy glances, silently vowing never to cross Izayoi.

This precocious brat wasn't just cunning—he was outright cruel.

Orochimaru had never seen the aloof Uchiha reduced to such a state.

Imagining Izayoi plastering those photos across the village, Orochimaru couldn't help but pity Sasuke.

A true ninja fears no defeat or death... but the loss of dignity? That cuts deeper than any blade.

From now on, Sasuke would likely live under Izayoi's thumb.

"Enough of that. Check your body's changes", Izayoi said, shifting the topic.

Sasuke steadied himself, but before he could sense his chakra, his eyes locked onto the Hashirama face on his chest. He recoiled in shock. "What the hell is this?!"

"Perfectly normal. A side effect of the Hashirama cell transplant", Izayoi reassured him. "Power demands a price. Besides, it's not on your face. Just avoid going shirtless in public."

Glaring at Izayoi's smug expression, Sasuke gritted his teeth. "You'd better hope I never surpass you. I'll make you regret it."

"If that happens, I'll be thrilled", Izayoi replied sincerely.

"Hmph."

Sasuke scoffed, then focused inward.

Moments later, his eyes widened. "My chakra... it's incredible! And..."

Suddenly, his palm sprouted a branch, sprouting fresh green leaves. His face lit up with excitement.

"Congratulations. You're officially a Wood Release ninja now", Izayoi said with a grin.

Orochimaru and Kabuto weren't surprised.

Those who successfully integrated Hashirama cells could awaken Wood Release.

But this wasn't the true, perfected version—it lacked the legendary durability and chakra absorption of the original. Still, it was a solid bloodline trait.

Sasuke quickly realized its limitations, his lips curling in disappointment. "Tch. It's nothing like yours."

"Obviously. You should see how much chakra I have", Izayoi retorted, rolling his eyes. "The fact that you can use Wood Release at all is impressive. The main goal was boosting your chakra and Dōjutsu power. Now you have Yang, Earth, and Water natures. Once you master Wind Release, you'll be a full All-Nature type like me."

Sasuke's eyes gleamed with excitement. "So... I can learn all your techniques?"

"Yep. Excited?" Izayoi teased.

"Hmph... I'll forgive you... for now."

Crossing his arms with a haughty pout, Sasuke turned away.

(End of Chapter)

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