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

"grim Reaper?"

Uchiha Gin was taken aback by these words. Although he possessed a low-quality replica of a Shinigami mask, he had never considered dealing with such an indescribable object of unknown origin.

What if the opponent is a legendary mechanic monster? Wouldn't all the stats he's accumulated over the years be wasted?

"You used it, didn't you? The Corpse Demon Sealing Technique."

Just as Uchiha Gin frowned in thought, an unfamiliar figure suddenly floated into the pale yellow space. Although the voice was not loud, every word was clearly audible.

"Who are you."

Upon seeing the newcomer, Uchiha Gin's pupils constricted slightly. He hadn't expected to meet the true ancestor of the Uchiha clan so soon.

"That's right, I am yours."

Floating in mid-air, Hagoromo Otsutsuki stroked his long goatee, a slight smile unconsciously playing on his lips. He was quite pleased with Gin Uchiha's utterly shocked expression.

"You must be the great-uncle our ancestors were talking about!"

"ha?"

Upon hearing this, the smile that had just appeared on Hagoromo Otsutsuki's face instantly froze, and his purple, round eyes slowly moved to his somewhat hesitant younger brother behind him.

"Hamura, I need an explanation."

The Uchiha Gin in front of me is clearly my descendant. How could he forget his ancestors and recognize a thief as his father? There must be a villain interfering.

"Brother, he has the White Eyes and the Corpse Bone Pulse, so how come he's not considered my descendant?"

Hamura Otsutsuki, feeling his scalp tingling from his older brother's stare, reminisced about the roast chicken that Gin Uchiha sent him every year, and stubbornly argued back.

"Why didn't you mention that he also has the Sharingan?"

Hagoromo glared at his younger brother, then turned around with a kind smile and began his self-introduction.

"My descendant, do not be deceived by those with ulterior motives. I am your true ancestor. My name is Hagoromo Otsutsuki, the founder of the Ninja Clan."

"Oh, oh, oh! I've heard our ancestors talk about your glorious deeds, you Six Paths Sage, right?"

"That's right, later generations did indeed venerate me as the Creator Immortal of the Six Paths."

Upon hearing Uchiha Gin refer to himself as the Sage of Six Paths, a hidden smugness appeared in Otsutsuki Hagoromo's eyes.

"Yeah, I know you. When our ancestor was fighting the world-destroying Goddess of the Rabbit, you certainly held him back a lot, didn't you?"

Uchiha Gin nodded solemnly and recited verbatim the modified anecdotes that Otsutsuki Hamura had told him when they first met.

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"Hamura!!!"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki, who prided himself on his exceptional self-control, ultimately succumbed to the fabricated history of his younger brother. His eyes widened suddenly, and his purple Rinnegan unleashed a terrifying power that made Gin Uchiha feel a slight unease.

Hamura Otsutsuki dared not continue teasing him. While Gin Uchiha was recounting the anecdotes, he had already quietly retreated, hoping to escape back to his hometown for refuge. However, he was caught red-handed.

"Brother, I suddenly remembered there's soup simmering on the moon."

Faced with his elder brother's Rinnegan, Ōtsutsuki Hamura could only force a smile and give a very far-fetched reason.

"Ancestor, you are the nameless hero who sealed the Goddess of Rabbit and saved the world from suffering."

Seeing Hamura Otsutsuki frozen in place, Gin Uchiha continued to fan the flames.

"There must be some misunderstanding here. Let's all sit down and have a good talk."

Staring at his older brother's murderous gaze, Ōtsutsuki Hamura swallowed hard and frantically winked at Uchiha Gin.

"Ancestor, don't embarrass yourself. You once said that Hagoromo Otsutsuki was a dog who won by lying down."

Would it kill you to say less?

Hamura Otsutsuki was furious inside. If he had known that Gin Uchiha was such a chatterbox, he would have refrained from bragging.

"Huyu Village, it's been hundreds of years since we brothers last sparred, hasn't it? Don't leave yet, stay for a simple meal, and do some post-meal exercise so I can check if your skills have become rusty."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki stared at his helpless younger brother with a gloomy look for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh and deciding to take care of important matters first and deal with household chores later.

"Then the soup I made..."

"Don't worry about your soup. I'm afraid you won't be able to hold it in your hands. I'll cook you two main dishes later."

"I'm fine."

Sensing the icy chill in his elder brother's tone, Ōtsutsuki Hamura's anus tightened, knowing he was doomed. With a heart ashen, he nodded, his entire body wilting like a frostbitten eggplant, and sullenly returned to stand behind Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo.

"My descendant, the Corpse Demon Sealing Technique relies on the power of the Old Gods; it would be best not to use it again in the future."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki turned his gaze back to Gin Uchiha, who was looking at him with curiosity, and spoke in a rather serious tone.

"I can help you resolve this time, but I might not be able to next time."

The power of the ancient gods?

Upon hearing this unfamiliar term, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow slightly. He knew nothing about Shinigami, the Grim Reapers who harvested the souls of both the caster and the target; the original work also did not explain the origins of Shinigami in detail.

However, judging from Hagoromo Otsutsuki's tone, the Shinigami is no ordinary person; at least he, the Sage of Six Paths, would find him troublesome.

"But I don't remember casting the Corpse Demon Sealing Technique?"

Puzzled, Gin Uchiha stroked his chin, recalling his recent experiences but finding no memories related to the Reaper Death Seal.

"Nine-Tailed Fox, also known as the Nine-Tailed Fox in your words."

With a nostalgic expression, Hagoromo Otsutsuki began to explain softly.

"The Reaper Death Seal Technique in the card ninja tool you created was triggered by an external force, and the summoned Shinigami has made Kurama, who is sealed within, its primary target."

"ha?"

No wonder that after the Nine-Tailed Fox Card was split in two, it didn't glue back together as he had imagined; instead, each part repaired itself into an independent Nine-Tailed Fox Card.

So it was Death who skinned the Nine-Tails alive.

No wonder I felt a chill down my spine back then; it turns out I was being targeted by death.

Uchiha Gin suddenly realized that he had been careless when forming the hand seals and had mistakenly formed the Eight Trigrams Seal into the Reaper Death Seal, which he had unwittingly added to the Nine-Tails' Tailed Beast Card.

There was no way around it; after all, the Eight Trigrams Seal and the Corpse Demon Seal looked too similar. He wasn't an censor who needed to check every word, so as long as it was close enough, it would be fine.

"Wait a minute, why wasn't the Nine-Tails eaten by the Grim Reaper?"

Before he could even reflect on his mistake, Uchiha Gin remembered the effects of the Reaper Death Seal. Logically, a Shinigami targeting the Nine-Tails should be determined to devour its soul.

However, the Nine-Tails, which was sliced ​​to death, not only did not disappear, but instead split into two independent individuals, which is somewhat unreasonable.

Could it be that Death had already eaten too much before going on his way, and his stomach simply couldn't hold the fat fox anymore?

"Of course, it was our eldest brother who stepped in to help you out of this predicament."

At this moment, in order to avoid physical punishment later, Ōtsutsuki Hamura instantly transformed into a sycophant, starting to fawn over his elder brother, showering him with compliments.

"Death is troublesome, but he's no match for Big Brother."

"Thank you, great-uncle."

"Hey! Why don't you change your address? Quickly call him Ancestor."

Hamura Otsutsuki stepped forward and urged him earnestly.

"Thank you for your help, ancestor."

Uchiha Gin readily acknowledged his ancestry without any psychological burden; to hesitate even for a second would be disrespectful to Otsutsuki Hamura's lackeyship.

Anyway, he's the ultimate bastard, so it doesn't matter whose grave he visits.

"Now that you have seen the patriarch, why do you not kneel?"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki nodded in satisfaction, unconsciously adopting the airs of an ancestor.

"what?"

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Gin was slightly taken aback. Did it mean that he still had to kowtow to this old man?

Where is the proper etiquette?

Seeing Uchiha Gin hesitate, Otsutsuki Hagoromo frowned slightly. The local descendants were too impolite, not even bowing to their ancestor.

"Just a token gesture. Your elder brother is a man who values ​​etiquette. As a junior, it's perfectly reasonable for you to kowtow to your elder."

Hamura Otsutsuki, who was standing nearby, couldn't stand it any longer. For the sake of the roast chicken, he decided to give the young man a little pointer. So he slowly walked over to Gin Uchiha and whispered in his ear, "..."

You should at least give me some benefits before I kneel down. Even if you are the Sage of Six Paths, you can't just take my knees for free.

Uchiha Silverface is a very principled person and never acts like someone who gets taken advantage of.

"What are you waiting for? Kneel down to your elder brother, and maybe he'll be so pleased that he'll share his Yin-Yang power with you."

Noticing his elder brother's expression gradually darkening, Otsutsuki Hamura quickly urged him in a low voice.

"My brother is usually kind and generous, but as you know, people tend to develop some bad habits as they get older."

"Sigh~"

Uchiha Gin scratched his head helplessly. How did he end up with such an ancestor?

"snort!"

Seeing that Uchiha Gin hadn't responded for a while, Otsutsuki Hagoromo's gaze sharpened, and a faint pressure emanated from his Rinnegan as he looked towards the ill-mannered descendant before him, preparing to make him recognize the difference between the two kings.

"Um?"

The instant it came into contact with the power of the Rinnegan, the tomoe in Uchiha Gin's eye sockets automatically appeared, and quickly rotated and adhered together, transforming into two complex and alluring patterns.

"Nice eyes."

Upon discovering that Uchiha Gin was using his Mangekyou Sharingan to resist the pressure of his Rinnegan, Otsutsuki Hagoromo raised an eyebrow in surprise. This descendant's talent was indeed far beyond that of ordinary people, not inferior to his beloved son Indra.

"But it's still not enough."

The Mangekyou Sharingan is ultimately just that—the Sharingan—and is worlds apart from the Rinnegan. Hagoromo Otsutsuki no longer concealed his power, slightly raising the threshold of his ocular power. A chilling aura, almost tangible, instantly enveloped Gin Uchiha.

"Hmm!"

Uchiha Gin's heart tightened. Under the suppression of the Rinnegan's power, his Sharingan, which automatically transformed into the Mangekyou Sharingan, felt sore and tired.

As expected, in terms of Sharingan power alone, he was still some distance from veteran powerhouses like the Sage of Six Paths. A flicker of desire to turn the tables rose in Uchiha Ginjitsu's heart.

It seems I can't keep slacking off. My Sharingan can't even overpower the Rinnegan. It's too embarrassing!

He made up his mind that once he got back, he would start farming hard and try to evolve his five-star weapon into a seven-star weapon as soon as possible, so he could harvest a lot of resources and amaze everyone.

As his Sharingan was about to be completely suppressed by Hagoromo Otsutsuki's eye power, Gin Uchiha frowned slightly, preparing to switch to another set of contact lenses. However, the next second, his actions were interrupted by a black hole gate that suddenly opened behind him.

"A pupil technique?"

Although Hagoromo Otsutsuki was already familiar with Gin Uchiha's abilities, this was the first time he had witnessed the eye technique of this descendant.

Looking at the gate to the Shadow Realm, which emanated a strong negative energy, his curiosity only grew stronger.

The fact that Gin Uchiha could create an entrance to another dimension within the space he had created shows that his eye technique was indeed remarkable.

"You are the second person to create an alternate dimension within my space."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki nodded slightly in approval, his anger at Gin Uchiha's rude behavior lessening somewhat. The last person to surpass him in spatial power was his mother.

"Your spatial talent is remarkable. As long as you obediently accept one offer, I will impart all my knowledge to you. I hope you will be wise to accept this opportunity."

He's already giving Uchiha Gin a way out, hoping this descendant will seize the opportunity.

It's just a simple kowtow, isn't it?

He had kowtowed and bowed to his mother many times before, and over the years, the little horn on his forehead had become crooked to the sides.

Before Hagoromo Otsutsuki could finish speaking, a ripple suddenly appeared within the dark gate of the Shadow Realm.

"Tap~!"

A black-skinned jailer wearing exquisite sandals slowly stepped out, his clear voice instantly drawing the attention of the three people present.

"Who is it?"

The Otsutsuki brothers' hearts tightened simultaneously. They hadn't sensed the presence of a fourth person; the newcomer was definitely not someone to be trifled with.

"Sister Wang, what brings you here? Hurry back, or you'll have to kowtow too."

Interrupted from his spellcasting, Uchiha Gin scratched his head helplessly, then turned to look at the dark-skinned, mature woman in a white robe, a regretful smile on his face.

"Want to kowtow?"

However, the unexpected Muryo showed no sign of leaving. Instead, she slowly turned her head, completely exposing her face to the wary Otsutsuki brothers, a barely perceptible smile playing on her lips.

If she wanted to conceal her presence, those two unfilial sons wouldn't be able to detect it at all.

"Thump!" *2

Two synchronized thuds echoed through the air. Uchiha Gin glanced at his knees in confusion, finding no sign of bending, then turned his head towards the sound.

"Huh? Ancestor, why are you performing such a grand ceremony?"

To Uchiha Gin's utter astonishment, the scene before him was utterly shocking. The Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo, who had just been so arrogant and domineering, was now kneeling on the ground, his face stiff.

Hamura Otsutsuki lay prostrate beside him, his white head buried in the lake, his aged body trembling uncontrollably.

"mother"

The tense expression on Hagoromo Otsutsuki's face was replaced by a gaze that passed over the puzzled Gin Uchiha, settling on the elegant, dark-skinned older woman standing behind him. His lips parted slightly.

罔两: (个_个)

Why don't you try calling it?

"It's a hen!"

Receiving a signal from his mother's eyes, Hagoromo patted his trembling younger brother beside him, slowly stood up, and said expressionlessly,

"At our age, after drifting around for so long, it's inevitable that we'll experience leg cramps."

"Then you must have a good massage, I happen to have a massage chair here."

Uchiha Gin's eyes lit up upon hearing this. He reached into his backpack and pulled out a brand-new massage chair set, which he then shoved into Otsutsuki Hagoromo's hands without a word.

"This is a small gift from your junior. We live in a modern world now; a thoughtful present is far more valuable than such vulgar gestures as kneeling and kowtowing." (End of Chapter)