Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha lacks motivation.

Chapter 168 Burning the Wrong Grave During Qingming Festival

"Are you really that sensitive, even with your forehead and eyes rolled back?"

Uchiha Gin scratched his curly hair, stared speechlessly at the tightly closed coffin lid, and muttered a complaint.

The further you look, the smaller your mind becomes.

"My dear ninja family, please don't mind, the clan chief has always been like this."

Just as Uchiha Gin was cursing and preparing to run away, another clear, cold voice rang out from the darkness.

A slender man walked out slowly; his dark eyes held a look of apology.

"Although it arrived much earlier than expected, please take a look anyway."

The slender man's emotions were noticeably more stable than those of the long-haired middle-aged man from before.

With a flick of his finger, the purple orb that had fallen to the ground slowly rose as if drawn, floating towards Uchiha Gin.

"Look? Ah! Your media player is quite unique."

Blue-white eyes followed the trajectory of the purple orb of light. Seeing it suddenly emit a bright light, and being forced to close his eyes by the glare, Uchiha Gin instinctively launched into a吐槽 (tu cao, a Chinese internet slang term for sarcastic or critical commentary) mode.

"Wow!~~~"

As purple light enveloped the entire hall, Uchiha Gin's consciousness was transported to a wondrous space.

"Why hasn't it changed?"

When Uchiha Gin opened his eyes, he didn't see the scene of the world changing as he had imagined. Apart from the fact that the surroundings seemed to be illuminated by purple spotlights, he was still in the main hall he had just been in.

I couldn't help but start to doubt these cousins. Were they really reliable? They even failed to play a video.

Suddenly, the mounds of earth that rose before him began to transform into figures one after another, a bizarre scene that truly startled him.

Just as Uchiha Gin was preparing to refine chakra and eliminate these demons and monsters, a familiar figure appeared once again.

"We are descendants of Hamura."

The long-haired middle-aged man who had just fallen out with Uchiha Gin reappeared, but this time his face no longer held the displeasure he had shown before; instead, he looked completely serious.

The long-haired man standing at the front of the crowd slowly walked towards Uchiha Gin, explaining to him as he went.

"The main branch of the Otsutsuki clan"

"Pfft~~"

Upon hearing this self-introduction, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but burst out laughing. This was supposed to be the main Otsutsuki clan? Even the fat and thin duo traveling in space would laugh themselves awake if they were asleep.

"Hmm!"

Just as the long-haired man was about to continue speaking, the displeasure on his face returned, and judging from his expression, he was about to give up again.

"Sorry, sorry, please continue. I was just thinking about something happy~"

Knowing that a VIP was about to appear, Uchiha Gin straightened his expression and explained seriously that he couldn't refuse him; if his second uncle was petty, he'd be in trouble.

"Ahem. Our main family was destroyed by the branch family that misinterpreted Hamura's destiny."

"Haha~~ Sorry, I just remembered that my sow gave birth today, and I laughed out loud."

Uchiha Gin covered his mouth and explained apologetically, giving a reason that was both reasonable and convincing.

"The last remaining descendants of the branch family are attempting to reactivate the Tenseigan, preparing to use it to destroy the world on earth."

The long-haired man paused, instinctively waiting for Uchiha Gin to laugh, but this time the other man behaved himself and didn't let out any outrageous laughter. So he continued,

"Now, the only one who can stop them is you."

"Huh? You want me to do Su Nuo again?"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin rolled his eyes and uttered a sarcastic remark that was difficult to decipher.

"What Sukuna? You're dealing with the Otsutsuki branch family."

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words, the long-haired man pondered them carefully, only to discover that among the remaining members of the branch family, there was no one named Sukuna.

"I'm sorry, I can't help you. I just want to go home."

When a new mission appeared, Uchiha Gin immediately clicked "decline" to accept it.

This epic task should be left to the future Naruto, otherwise, if the couple doesn't end up together, wouldn't I become a sinner for all time?

Non-flammable materials aren't entirely useless, right?

"Whoosh whoosh whoosh~~~"

Just as Uchiha Gin had finished refusing, the crowd that had been standing there in a daze began to back away to the left and make way for the middle.

Another unfamiliar figure slowly appeared in the void and walked towards him. The long-haired man tactfully bent down to give him his place.

When that figure reached Uchiha Gin, an ancient and profound aura instantly washed over him, the powerful pressure making it difficult for him to breathe.

With his blue-white eyes wide open, relying on his pupil power, he barely managed to steady his mind, and then stared intently at the old figure in front of him.

Three black spheres floated behind the newcomer. He wore a long, antique-style robe with a wide collar, several magatama adorning his withered chest, and two small horns on his forehead.

His gaunt face was deeply lined, and his narrow eyes revealed a deep contemplation. He scanned Uchiha Gin from head to toe, then frowned deeply. The words he had just prepared to say remained unspoken.

"Ah! You must be!"

Uchiha Gin stared in awe at the imposing old man before him, his expression one of utter astonishment. He trembled slightly as he extended a finger and hesitated before speaking.

"Heh heh, it seems my legend still lives on."

The old man, still deep in thought, saw Uchiha Gin's surprised expression and immediately showed great satisfaction, saying with a slight smile,

"You must be the ancestor of the Feathered Robe Clan, right?"

"puff!"

Upon hearing Uchiha's words, a low chuckle rippled through the kneeling crowd behind him.

"call!"

Some of the annoyed old men took a deep breath, turned around and glanced behind them, and their laughter stopped abruptly.

"I am not a descendant of that guy Yu Yi!"

The old man turned around, forcefully pried open his droopy eyelids, revealing a pair of dull white eyes, and patiently explained to Uchiha Gin,

"But you have horns on your head. The Feathered Clan I know all have horns on their heads."

Uchiha Gin pointed to the old man's grayish-white horns and said with absolute certainty.

"My name is Otsutsuki Hamura, the ancestor of the Otsutsuki clan on the moon. As for the horns on my head, that's because I have another identity."

The old man was very patient with his descendants. As he spoke, he pointed to the two horns on his head and began to explain.

"I am Hagoromo Otsutsuki's younger brother."

"Otsutsuki Hagoromo? That sounds familiar. Which village is it from?"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, pretending to be an uninformed bystander, his eyes revealing deep doubt, and he muttered to himself as if recalling this somewhat familiar name.

"Cough cough cough, have the people on the ground even forgotten the founder of the Ninja Clan?"

Hamura Otsutsuki frowned. If even his brother had been forgotten, then the local ninjas really didn't need to continue existing.

"Oh, oh, oh~ that's why that name sounds so familiar, you mean the Sage of Six Paths, right? I know him like the back of my hand!"

Unaware that his feigned ignorance had nearly led to the destruction of the world, Uchiha Gin, after a brief moment of thought, suddenly slammed his fist down and exclaimed in realization,

"That's right, the Sage of Six Paths is my older brother, and also your great-uncle."

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words, Hamura nodded with satisfaction. It seemed he hadn't forgotten. He would continue to observe for the time being.

"No, no, no, the Sage of Six Paths is our clan's direct ancestor!"

Uchiha Gin disagreed and immediately shook his head, retorting,

"Huh? Little guy, don't go around claiming ancestors like that. Your eye-rolling is off the charts, and you're saying you're a descendant of Yu Yi?"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin had been worshipping the wrong grave for so many years, Otsutsuki Hamura quickly corrected him.

No wonder the tributes have been decreasing over the years; it turns out that the descendants below, Yui and Yumura, are too confused to tell the difference.

"Huh? No, look!"

Seeing that Hamura Otsutsuki was about to make him acknowledge his ancestry, Gintoki Uchiha's eyes flashed, and his blue-white Byakugan slowly turned crimson.

Within his pupils, three mysterious tomoe slowly swirled, and a cold, obscure aura instantly filled the entire space. With his three-tomoe Sharingan eyes wide open, Uchiha Gin spoke in a mocking tone.

"I'm standing right in front of you. How much do I resemble my former self?"

"ha???"

Not only was Otsutsuki Hamura stunned, but the crowd behind him also erupted in a violent commotion.

"Ugh, what's wrong with that ninja's eyes?"

"That eye power seems even stronger than the Byakugan."

"I think I've seen a record of that eye in an ancient book; it was the eye that my ancestor used."

"Um, so this kid's face turns white and then red, doesn't that mean..."

"That's right, it's a skewer!"

"I knew something was off about you. Your bloodline is so mixed up!"

Hamura Otsutsuki, recovering from his shock, stared at Gin Uchiha with a furrowed brow.

Under his disapproving gaze, the complex chakra within the other's body was intricately intertwined, containing not only his bloodline but also the bloodline of his brother's descendants. Filled with astonishment and uncertainty, he couldn't help but mutter to himself,

"Aren't the local ninjas always at war? What, is intermarriage becoming popular again?"

The Jinin, as observed by the Otsutsuki clan, have been at war for over a thousand years, with the descendants of their eldest brother fighting to the point of utter chaos.

Two of the major clans were so irreconcilable that they fought each other the moment they met.

Now, how did such a little guy, who seems to have mastered the strengths of many schools of thought, suddenly appear? Otsutsuki Hamura, filled with astonishment and uncertainty, began to speculate about Uchiha Gin's background.

It must be the product of an arranged marriage!

"Who knows? Maybe my ancestors had a rather immoral private life."

Uchiha Gin shrugged, looking utterly helpless. His eyes flickered between red and white, like the glowing disco balls in a nightclub.

"Actually, I don't want to either, but once my eyes start changing color, no one can stop them~"

"Alright, even if you are a descendant of Hagoromo, there's no doubt that you have Byakugan."

Looking at the exceptionally talented Uchiha Gin before him, Otsutsuki Hamura, who had been lying low in the Pure Land for many years, couldn't help but harbor some ulterior motives.

Among the descendants of Hagoromo Otsutsuki are so many famous and powerful individuals, and the original intention of leaving his descendants on Earth was to let them prove themselves and not embarrass him.

Unexpectedly, the Hyuga clan has remained lukewarm in popularity, and even now seems to be stagnant, preventing its reputation from growing and making it a laughing stock for its elder brother.

However, this new kid possesses a high-purity Byakugan, which may restore Hamura Otsutsuki's prestige and allow him to straighten his back, which he has bowed before his elder brother for many years.

Thinking of this, the old man's expression became very kind and gentle, and he couldn't hide the appreciation in his eyes. He slowly spoke,

"Little one, when you go down there, can you say you're a descendant of the Otsutsuki clan?"

(End of this chapter)