Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

"This madman wants to take us all down with him!"

Looking at Miyajo En, whose expression was ferocious and whose body was covered in dark red blood foam, Takashi struggled to raise his head and shouted.

"Hahaha! The pass into Hell Valley is so narrow, do you think you can escape?"

Miyajo En, who had implanted a human bomb inside his body, revealed a mocking smile. The only entrance and exit of Hell Valley was only wide enough for one person and was extremely long. He was certain that before he exploded, no Blood Pool Clan member would be able to escape.

"hateful!"

After awakening, Xiaomeng also mastered the human bomb eye technique. She naturally knew that with Miyajou's chakra reserves, once detonated, the entire Hell Valley would be razed to the ground.

"Blood Dragon".

Similarly, she knew how difficult it was to debunk a human bomb; with her newly awakened eye power, it was simply impossible. She could only tentatively manipulate the blood dragon to bite at Miyajo En, hoping to eliminate him before he exploded.

"Humph!"

Having already resolved to die, Miyajo En snorted coldly, disregarding the immense damage that forcibly refining chakra would cause to his body, and frantically squeezed every single cell in his body.
"Blood Dragon!"

With the continuous boost of chakra, he was even able to seize a portion of Xiaomeng's Blood Dragon authority.
"Roar!"

The enormous dragon head showed signs of struggle and began to leap left and right in mid-air, creating a stalemate. Seeing this, the tribesmen beside it also showed expressions of despair.

"Xiaomeng, where is Gintoki?"

At this critical moment, Long, helped to his feet by the resort's inhabitants, looked around and suddenly asked a question that caught Xiao Meng completely off guard.
"Huh? At a time like this, who knows where that curly-haired guy has run off to?"

Little Moe, who was struggling with Miyajo En, frowned and replied irritably.
"If it were him, maybe."

Long's face was a mix of emotions as he watched the two people manipulating the blood pool dragon to fight each other. He was now basically certain that the human bomb inside his body was defused by Uchiha Gin, who had bathed with him back then. The blood pool might be good for health, but it definitely couldn't do this.

"Xiao Meng, die with me!"

Feeling the human bomb inside him about to explode, Yuujiro En's face was filled with madness. If he couldn't have Xiaomeng in life, he would rather die than be with her forever.

It’s over.

Watching Miyajo En be completely engulfed by dark red blood foam, a hint of despair flashed in Xiaomeng's red eyes. As the sphere of blood foam grew larger, this despair intensified.
"I am ashamed before my ancestors, the ancestors of the Blood Pool."

Long sighed deeply. Now that the only person capable of breaking the deadlock had disappeared, it seemed that fate was against him and he would perish at the Blood Pool.

"Clap!"

Just as everyone closed their eyes and awaited death, a sudden cracking sound drew everyone's attention.

"No, where did the hotel go while I was in the bathroom?"

Uchiha Gin, dressed in a loose yukata, stood blankly beside the hotel ruins, a pool of pink liquid mixed with shards of glass scattered at his feet.
"Gintoki?"

"Little Curly Hair!"

When Long and Xiaomeng saw him, their expressions froze for a moment, then they revealed ecstatic joy and anxiousness respectively.
"Come quick!"

"Run!"

"Huh?" *2
"Elder, do you have a grudge against this curly-haired boy?"

Xiao Meng looked at Long, who suddenly seemed to have a strange vitality, with a puzzled expression. Was he trying to drag Uchiha Gin along on the journey?
"Idiot, call an adult right now!"

"what?"

Pfft!
Before Xiaomeng could even register the bewilderment on her face, Long, to everyone's astonishment, slid to his knees at lightning speed before Uchiha Gin.

"Gintoki, no, Lord Gintoki, please help us!"

"Elder?"

The people behind him rushed forward upon seeing this, but he shoved them away. His reddened eyes never left Uchiha Gin.
"Help you? Manager Long, why do you think I can help you?"

Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow. He had originally intended to continue feigning innocence, but it seemed that Ryu had already seen through his disguise.
As expected, the aura of dominance emanating from him was still far too intense.

Upon hearing this question, Ryu's face lit up with joy. It seemed his guess was correct; the identity of Uchiha Gin before him was definitely not simple.
"Was it you, Lord Yin, who defused the human bomb on my body?"

"So what if it is, and so what if it isn't?"

"As long as Lord Yin is willing to lend a helping hand, our entire clan will be loyal to you for eternity!"

Ryu was now completely desperate, slamming his blood-soaked head heavily onto the shards of glass at Uchiha Gin's feet. The spray of blood nearly splattered onto Gin's trousers.

"Elder?"

The clansmen behind him looked at Long with puzzled expressions.
"Wow, you're pretty ruthless. Forget about loyalty; I prefer making friends."

Uchiha Gin curled his lip. "How dare you talk about loyalty without even sticking out your cane? You have no sincerity whatsoever."

"So you're agreeing?"

"Your braised pork is delicious."

Passing by the delighted Long, Uchiha Gin strolled leisurely to Xiaomeng's side, curiously observing the drastically changed loli.

This level of eye power should belong to the Kaleidoscope of the Blood Dragon Eye; even a regular three-tomoe eye might not be able to defeat it.

"What are you looking at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?"

Feeling a little uneasy under his gaze, Xiaomeng pouted. "And yet, I was so worried about you, you curly-haired little thing!"
"Make me two servings of braised pork when you're done, I'll pack them up and take them away."

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes and leisurely took a step forward.
"Wait! Danger? Huh?"

Seeing his suicidal behavior, Xiaomeng quickly tried to stop him, but before she could finish speaking, a terrifyingly sinister gaze abruptly cut her off, silencing her warning.
"Who exactly are you?"

"I?"

Standing before the human bomb that had swelled to the size of a small mountain, Uchiha Gin slowly turned his head, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes adorned with mysterious tomoe.

"Just an ordinary Uchiha."

"Uuchiha?"

From inside the suicide bomber came Miyajo En's terrified scream, as if he had recalled something horrific; his voice trembled.

"You were the one who caused trouble in the Land of Rain, weren't you? Have you thought about how to atone for your sins?"

Uchiha Gin raised his eyelids, his gaze piercing through the bomb's blood-red shell, landing directly on Miyajo En, whose face was filled with terror inside.
"Atony? Die together, you evil Uchiha!"

Oh, so you're a hater of the Uchiha clan. No wonder you had to impersonate the Uchiha to do bad things.

Miyajo En's hatred had its reasons. His ancestors had been tortured by Uchiha Gin, who was in charge of guarding them. Under such influence, he harbored a deep hatred for the Uchiha clan, whom he had never met, even at a young age.

"Everyone, lie down!"

Sensing the rapidly expanding energy within the human bomb, Xiaomeng quickly signaled her clansmen behind her to lie down and avoid the explosion as much as possible. She then lunged forward, trying to tackle the oblivious Uchiha Gin.
"untie."

Uchiha Gin, however, remained completely calm. With a blink of an eye, his profound ocular power transformed into a sharp sword, piercing straight into the core of the human bomb before him.
"Crack!"

With a crisp sound, the expanding bomb suddenly stopped. Little Meng, who had been lunging forward, was completely bewildered. She didn't even notice Uchiha Gin moving aside, and instead missed her target, falling flat on her face.

"Done." Uchiha Gin clapped his hands after using genjutsu to break and disarm the human bomb. The crimson in his eyes faded completely just before he turned around.
"Ptooey! What did you do?"

With a mouthful of dirt, Xiaomeng rolled over and stood up, staring in astonishment at Yuya Shiro Yan, who had fallen out of the vanished human bomb.

"Lord Gin, you're actually from the Uchiha clan."

At this moment, Longye walked over, supported by his clansmen. The shards of glass stuck in his bloody forehead were quite conspicuous.

"What, are you regretting begging me so humbly before?"

"Please don't misunderstand, I'm not the kind of person who dwells on past glories and hatred. Whether it's the Blood Pond or the Uchiha, we're all just trying to make a better life."

Long shook his head gently, his serious expression genuine. Unlike Miyajo En, he never expected to rebuild his family's glory and understood the helplessness of the ninja profession. Back then, the Uchiha clan simply accepted the task of overseeing the Blood Pool; there was no deliberate oppression.

"You are an enlightened leader. I like working with people like you."

Sensing the sincerity in the other person's words, Uchiha Gin nodded in agreement.

"Cooperation? No, I have already promised to lead the Blood Pool Clan to pledge allegiance to you."

"Huh? Just say you want me to pay your mortgage!"

Seeing Ryu's confident expression, Uchiha Gin waved his hand dismissively. He had heard everything they said during the battle; the hot spring hotel, now in ruins, still had over thirty years of outstanding loans, and he wasn't about to be a sucker.

"But."

"No buts. How about this, let's continue with the topic we didn't finish discussing before. I've invested in the Hell Valley Resort project. You can continue as your manager, but you'll be the one who gets a salary."

Uchiha Gin had already made his plans. The miraculous effects of the Blood Pool Hot Spring were unparalleled in the ninja world. As long as he did a good job of marketing, making a fortune would be no problem.

"Hell Valley is located in a remote area with very narrow entrances and exits. If you were to invest there, you might lose money."

Long was taken aback for a moment, then his face quickly showed gratitude. But then, he remembered the awkward geographical conditions of Hell Valley.
"Narrow? Are you sure?"

Gin Uchiha pointed to the empty entrance in the distance, now cleared by the black hole, and wore a mocking smile.
"what?"

Everyone present looked in the direction he was pointing, and their eyes widened in unison, their mouths involuntarily dropping to the ground.

"My cigarette butt!"

Soon, a heart-wrenching scream erupted from the crowd. Xiao Meng, her face ashen, slumped to the ground, her eyes, now black, filled with utter despair.
She had hidden all her cigarette butts at the narrow pass, and now that the pass was gone, her stockpile had vanished.

"It's okay, just cook well from now on. Hua Zi, we'll smoke one and throw it away."

Uchiha Gin, the instigator, awkwardly scratched his face, then squatted down in front of Xiaomeng and began to earnestly promise her a bright future.

"really?"

"Just kidding, smoking is prohibited in the kitchen from now on."

As the farce ended, the Blood Pond Clan members at the resort began cleaning up the battlefield, searching for the wounded in the ruins. Uchiha Gin, using the excuse that he hadn't eaten enough, forcibly dragged Xiaomeng aside to build a makeshift stove.

"Lord Yin, these guys..."

A short while later, Long brought in a group of Blood Pond clan members whose faces looked like their parents', including Miyajo En, who was lying unconscious on a stretcher.

Despite being disfigured and having his manhood severed, this guy miraculously survived after the human bomb was defused; he's incredibly resilient.

"What are you going to do with them?"

Uchiha Gin surveyed the group of defeated soldiers, then looked with interest at Ryu, whose expression was grave.
"It is entirely up to Lord Yin to decide."

The bomb crisis was ultimately resolved by Gin Uchiha, and Ryu believed he had priority in handling it.

"What if you had the choice?"

"To harm one's own kind is a crime deserving of death."

Long is not some saint. Since these traitors have committed such despicable acts, they must pay the price for what they have done.

"Grand Elder, spare my life!"

"It was all because of Miyajo En that we were forced to do this!"

"Actually, I'm a good person!"

"."

Upon hearing this, the detained tribespeople instantly showed despair and began to shout and yell at the same time.
"No, these people are strong, it would be a waste to kill them."

Uchiha Gin nodded in satisfaction. If Takashi had dared to say something like "let them off the hook," he would have fired the manager on the spot and never hired him again.

"So, what do you mean, Lord Yin?"

Long, unaware that he had escaped a calamity, frowned. These people were all quite strong, and if a few of them had escaped, they would inevitably become a potential threat.

"Wait, the person taking over should be here soon."

"Handover?"

Long was taken aback by what he heard, while Xiao Meng, who was busy at the stove, wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, straightened up, and asked,
"Hey, Curly, when are you going to get the fresh ingredients you mentioned? My stove will be finished soon."

"No smoking for a week. Remember, from now on, call me Chairman!"

Upon hearing the other party's extremely impolite address, Uchiha Gin's veins bulged on his forehead. "I don't mind you calling me Curly Hair, but you have to add the word 'little' to it. Who are you subtly implying?"
"A tonic, oh my god~~~"

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

Just then, a small, unfamiliar group suddenly appeared at the open entrance in the distance. Each member moved with steady steps and disciplined efficiency.
Who goes there?

Upon seeing strangers intrude, Long Shan stepped forward, his tiger eyes filled with vigilance. These people were all powerful, and one of them was even stronger than him. Could they be accomplices of Yuya Shiro Yan's late arrival?
"Lord Yin!"

The Kiheitai squad, led by Uchiha Hachiho, ignored Takashi, who was covered in bandages and was ill, and knelt down in front of Uchiha Gin.

Did you bring the items?

"All the ingredients you requested are here."

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha respectfully took out a scroll filled with all the fresh ingredients described by the Uchiha Silver clone.
“Very good, these guys are yours to handle. I remember the copper smelter back home is short of a batch of front-line operators.”

"Yes!"

Shifting his gaze to the captured Blood Pond clansmen beside him, Yashiro nodded firmly.

"Lord Yin, who exactly are you?"

As he watched the procession escorting the Blood Pond Clan members disappear into the distance, Ryu's palms began to sweat slightly. The Uchiha Gin before him, who could command so many powerful individuals at will, was no ordinary Uchiha.

"I am just an ordinary person."

Just as Uchiha Gin was about to show off his skills, Xiao Meng, carrying two large boxes of braised pork, jumped off the stool, wiped the soot off her face with her elbow, and shouted impatiently.
"Little Curly, your braised pork is packed up."

"You've repeatedly refused to mend your ways; you're banned from smoking for a month!" (End of Chapter)