On Earth.
Because his clone had not yet automatically dispersed, Yu Zhibo was unaware of the conversation between the little Golden Crow and his clone. At this moment, he was in a quiet room, looking at his eldest son, Yu Chengsong's, eyes.
Yu Chengsong's Mangekyo Sharingan pattern, except for the center of the pupil not being a Taijitu, had six serrations extending towards the edge, exactly like his own.
Moreover, in the very center of his pupil, it was not the normal black, but a faint, translucent white light, like a light aperture in the darkness, emitting a hazy aura.
"The ability is Mirror Flower, Water Moon... how can it be so tainted?"
Through Yu Chengsong's description, he learned that his eldest son's Mangekyo ability was similar to Aizen's Zanpakuto ability in "Bleach," but with a difference.
Aizen's Zanpakuto ability was complete hypnosis, meaning it controlled the opponent's five senses, making them completely believe that a specific target's appearance, form, quality, touch, and even smell were as the master desired.
Yu Chengsong's ability, however, was based on complete hypnosis and reached a new realm.
He could even hypnotize himself.
Controlling and stripping the five senses was just the foundation. More importantly, Yu Chengsong's Mangekyo could hypnotize himself to create beings with independent consciousness, existing between reality and illusion.
That is, based on a chosen target, it could create mirrored avatars possessing a portion of their abilities and personality.
"So, it was born out of a desperate desire for family reunion, wanting me to stay by your side, that this Mangekyo ability manifested? Such a heartbreaking child."
Yu Zhibo looked at the figure before him, his gaze gentle.
In front of him stood a tall man with scarlet eyes, handsome features, and a kind smile on his face.
This person was himself.
But different from his current self, this was him from eight years ago, identical to the image in the online video, with arcs of electricity jumping around him, indicating he was in a state of activating Chidori Senbon for defense.
As for the level, since Yu Chengsong, who supported its existence with his Mangekyo Sharingan, was only B-class, this avatar was around peak B-class. However, Yu Zhibo could feel that it was real and could use some of the abilities he possessed at peak B-class back then.
"A very good ability!" Yu Zhibo's eyes could not hide his joy.
To him, such a Mangekyo ability was not weak, but rather very strong.
Because he could create mirrored clones that countered the enemy's abilities according to their strength at any time, he could even directly mirror and replicate enemies, achieving the goal of using their own methods against them.
Furthermore, the created beings were not limited to just one. If his pupil power was sufficient, he could create more mirrored existences, achieving the effect of ganging up on others.
"Thank you for your praise, Father!" Yu Chengsong deactivated his Mangekyo ability, and the Yu Zhibo mirrored avatar that had been protecting him instantly dissipated. He himself, due to Yu Zhibo's praise, appeared a bit embarrassed.
He fiddled with the corner of his clothes with his little finger, his face adopting a mature demeanor, but a hint of unconcealed joy and excitement flickered deep within his eyes.
Yu Zhibo found it amusing, thinking his eldest son was too precocious, much like Kakashi in his childhood.
And this way of addressing him, he didn't know how it developed. Despite being three children from the same mother, one called him Father, another Daddy, and the third simply Dad.
It was truly bizarre.
Yu Zhibo pondered that he needed to find an opportunity to correct this.
He walked to Yu Chengsong's side, scooped up the latter's small body into his arms, ruffled his head vigorously, and grinned with his perfectly aligned white teeth, "You are indeed excellent, there's no need to be modest!"
Yu Chengsong was somewhat surprised by Yu Zhibo's sudden closeness. The mature facade he habitually maintained finally showed a trace of childish shyness.
"I understand, Father!" He reached out and hugged Yu Zhibo's neck.
Yu Zhibo chuckled, stroking the back of Yu Chengsong's head, and gently infused Yin Release energy into Yu Chengsong's eyes, repairing the side effects of using his Mangekyo ability until his pupil power was full, then bent down to put him down.
"Next, let's try your Susanoo."
Yu Chengsong reluctantly let go of Yu Zhibo's neck, his small face regaining its seriousness, and said earnestly, "Okay!"
Yu Zhibo retreated ten meters away, standing with his hands behind his back.
Under his gaze, Yu Chengsong activated his pupil power, his pure Mangekyo pupils expanding and contracting, and then...
*Buzz~*
With the activation of the Mangekyo, milky white energy intertwined, quickly forming a giant skeletal arm that protected his small body.
Within the Susanoo arm bone, sacred energy flowed, lifting Yu Chengsong's hair upwards, revealing his perfect temples. Bathed in the sacred light, he looked like a celestial child, handsome and youthful.
Moreover, his pupil power was quite surging, allowing him to maintain the current state for a considerable period.
"The first stage of Susanoo... not bad." Yu Zhibo commented, feeling quite satisfied.
After all, the child was only eight years old.
"Father, when will I be able to evolve my Susanoo to its complete form like you!" Yu Chengsong dissipated the Susanoo, walked in front of Yu Zhibo, tilted his small face up, and looked at him with admiration.
Yu Zhibo smiled and patted his head, "You've already achieved this at your age, which is very strong. You know, when Dad was your age, I was still playing in the mud."
He remembered that when he was eight years old, he went to his grandfather's house and played in the fields with his friends, getting covered in mud like a terracotta warrior, and was chased by his mother, Yu Ma, with a willow branch along the embankment.
It was a pity that his grandfather passed away when he was twelve, and his true spirit had already dispersed. Otherwise, Yu Zhibo could have used resources to help his most beloved grandfather reach his youthful state.
Thinking of his own foolish appearance at eight years old, and then looking at his eldest son now, he seemed impossibly mature.
"But Father, you only awakened at sixteen, and within a year of awakening, you directly reached A-class level fifty. I awakened at two, and it's been six years now..." Yu Chengsong was dissatisfied with himself and felt a bit dejected.
Unlike Yu Chengze and Yu Shuya, who were carefree, he had always taken his father, Yu Zhibo, as a role model. He had originally planned to reach A-class at five and grasp laws at six. It was precisely because of this goal that he had become so precocious.
It was just a pity that he was now eight years old and still B-class, not even catching sight of Yu Zhibo's tailwind.
After awakening his Mangekyo, Yu Zhibo could easily discern the thoughts of those below A-class, making him even more perceptive than Lin Wanjun had been.
Therefore, upon discerning Yu Chengsong's hidden thoughts, he was left speechless.
"Listen to me!" Yu Zhibo pinched Yu Chengsong's face. Seeing the latter's innocent expression, he found it amusing again. He said, "You are still a child, and happiness is the most important thing. Besides, why did Dad become so strong? Isn't it all to let you have a carefree childhood? At your young age, instead of climbing trees to find bird nests, watching cartoons, or playing games, why are you always thinking about getting stronger?"