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

Chapter 169 The Correct Way to Use the Tenseigan

Inside the inner sanctum, bathed in purple light, Ōtsutsuki Hamura's dull eyes held a hint of anticipation.

His eyes, which were said to be able to see through everything, discerned in this seemingly unintelligent descendant an immense potential.

With just a little training, it can soar to great heights.

"No, no, no! How could I make such a decision that goes against our ancestors' wishes!"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin shook his head vigorously, repeatedly refusing verbally, but his body betrayed him. He turned to the side and opened his empty pocket, revealing a dark pocket filled with suggestive messages.

"The Sage of Six Paths is my beloved ancestor, my brother... well, anyway, it's just not possible!"

Seeing that the old man before him still seemed oblivious to everything, Uchiha Gin's expression turned somewhat displeased.

These days, who would want to get something for free? There's no such thing as a free lunch.

"Lord Ancestor."

The slender man who seemed to have high emotional intelligence reappeared and whispered something in the ear of the bewildered Otsutsuki Hamura.

"Huh? Ah! Oh~ um!"

The aged Hagoromo Otsutsuki, hearing his descendant's careful explanation, shifted from confusion to shock, then gave a long, approving "hmm," before casting an admiring glance at the slender, perceptive man beside him.

The deeper meaning is clear to everyone: the struggle for power does not end with death.

"I understand, but my body no longer exists."

Turning his head, the old man spread his arms, spun around in place to demonstrate his floating body, and slowly began to speak.

"Stop, stop, stop! I don't eat rice, old man! What exactly did you tell him?"

Uchiha Gin grew increasingly uneasy as he listened. Seeing the old man's "embarrassing" expression, he quickly spoke up to stop him, while simultaneously roaring at the thin man who had been whispering earlier.

I thought you were a serious guy, but it turns out you're the most unserious one.

"ha?"

The slender man looked completely bewildered, wondering if he had said anything wrong.

"I am now all alone. My belongings have all been divided up by the surviving descendants of the Otsutsuki clan. I really have nothing left to offer."

Hamura Otsutsuki failed to grasp the underlying meaning in Gin Uchiha's words and continued explaining on his own.

"Phew~ You scared me. Please don't breathe so heavily next time you speak."

Uchiha Gin, who had cautiously retreated a few steps, immediately breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing the old man's words. Being short of money was one thing, but being short of money was another.

"Oh, Second Uncle, it's not that I don't want to help you, but this is indeed a bit difficult."

But since there's no benefit to it, why should I do something so thankless? What if I spread the word that I'm a descendant of the Otsutsuki clan and attract some unknown wandering monk from afar?

"If you really want something, it's not like you can't have it."

Hamura Otsutsuki sensed the underlying evasion in Gin Uchiha's words, frowned, and his white eyes were filled with contemplation.

He paused briefly, as if remembering something, and then slowly began to speak.

"The surviving members of the Otsutsuki branch family possess a Tenseigan that has been passed down for a thousand years. If you can agree to my conditions, I will grant you that Tenseigan."

Uh... I didn't realize that. This old man only looks honest on the outside, but he's actually incredibly cunning on the inside. He got me to do two things for him with just one sentence.

"The Tenseigan, what is that?"

Despite inwardly cursing, Uchiha Gin still cooperatively asked the question.

"Since you're interested, then I'll let you take a look."

Seeing that he had successfully piqued Uchiha Gin's interest, Otsutsuki Hamura didn't hesitate and waved his hand, unleashing a burst of purple light that enveloped the entire space.

On a battlefield on the moon a thousand years ago, two armies faced off menacingly, each bearing a flag representing a different faction.

Uchiha Gin was standing on the battlefield at that moment, utterly shocked by the incredibly realistic scene.

Holy crap, this is a real 3D blockbuster!

"This is the story of the struggle between the main family and the branch family of the Ōtsutsuki clan."

Hamura Otsutsuki slowly floated over from behind and stood next to Gin Uchiha, explaining to him.

"On this side is my main family. They follow my destiny, guarding the secrets of the moon for generations, and constantly watching over the earth, observing whether people can coexist peacefully."

Pointing to the line on the left, the old man's eyes were full of regret. These descendants were such obedient and good children, and now they're gone.

"These people here... are all unfilial!"

Hamura Ōtsutsuki turned his gaze to the other side of the group, his dark eyes blazing with barely suppressed rage. His thinning teeth ground together as he spoke in a harsh tone.

"Let's not talk about it anymore, let's continue watching."

On the battlefield, on the left side, the main force, under the command of a long-haired man, charged fiercely towards their former sworn enemies.

"Hey, hey, hey, you're that cool-looking guy, aren't you?"

Uchiha Gin, who was engrossed in watching the movie, looked in surprise at the long-haired man gesturing wildly in front of the main clan's headquarters. He turned to the long-haired man, who was bowing beside him and had low emotional intelligence, and quietly asked,

"Hmph (。-`ω-)!"

The long-haired man, who had been looking serious, straightened his back and snorted twice upon hearing Uchiha Gin's words, a smug smile spreading across his usually sour face.

This kid isn't so bad after all~

"A true hero doesn't dwell on past glories; back then, I..."

"Okay, then I won't ask anymore~"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin showed no hesitation and turned back to watch the movie. He was just an extra with only one line, yet he was putting on an act.

"How dare you, you brat!"

The long-haired man's eyes gleamed red, his fists clenched so tightly they cracked. He had no other thoughts in his mind; at this moment, all he wanted was to teach this brat who deserved a beating a lesson.

"Ten-Seigan, activate!"

The leader, standing beside the rebellious son, waved his hand and gave an order to the tribesmen behind him.

It was only then that Uchiha Gin noticed a movable tower standing among the Otsutsuki branch family members, with a giant stone eyeball atop the tower.

The simple, unadorned stone sphere, under the control of the branch family members, burst forth with intense purple light.

A profound aura, mixed with a world-destroying power, shot out from the stone sphere.

Wherever the purple light touched, corpses littered the ground, with the long-haired man suffering the worst fate, letting out a defeated howl from the ground.

The confident Otsutsuki clan was instantly nuke by the Tenseigan's dimensional reduction attack in a single encounter.

"This is the Tenseigan, what do you think?"

Hamura Otsutsuki looked at the somewhat dumbfounded Gin Uchiha with satisfaction, his tone tinged with pride.

This is a powerful weapon formed from his bloodline. Even the tailed beast that his elder brother is so proud of is nothing but a chicken or a dog in front of this Tenseigan.

"I can only describe it with two words."

"Please feel free to speak."

Uchiha Gin nodded solemnly, his blue and white eyes fixed on the old man before him, as he voiced his assessment.

"Clay-footed giant."

Recalling the scene in the movie where the Tenseigan was dragged by dozens of people before it could move slowly, Uchiha Gin gave a very fair assessment.

"But it's very powerful!"

"Why does this descendant seem so uninterested? Isn't this kind of treasure universally loved?" Otsutsuki Hamura asked anxiously.

"You can't expect me to carry this thing around everywhere, it's such a hassle!"

Although Uchiha Gin said this, his mind was racing with ideas, and he was actually thinking about it.

The eyeballs aren't that big, and they don't seem out of place embedded on Susanoo's head.

Thinking about it that way, a wooden figure isn't so bad, right?

(End of this chapter)