Chapter 112: Finally Reaching Thirty

The Chidori in his hand was compressed into tiny steel needles through his manipulation of chakra; this was a new skill Uchiha Gin had developed after studying the Chidori Current created by the "Second Pillar" in the original work.

"Chidori Current: Piercing Point!"

Manipulating the tiny but energy-dense Chidori in his hand, he thrust it straight toward the space between the woman's collarbones before him. Amidst her horrified expression, the Chidori instantly submerged, causing the woman to collapse to the ground and twitch uncontrollably. The secret technique she had been charging halfway through also failed to activate, and she could only be retrieved in humiliation by the ripple of light descending from the sky.

Closing his Byakugan and feeling his body's exhaustion instantly replenished, Uchiha Gin nodded, expressing his growing satisfaction with his own efficiency.

"The backyard refreshes with a random skill 【Yin Seal】 daily; obtained Yin Seal."

【Yin Seal: An S-rank medical sealing technique. A diamond-shaped mark appears on the forehead, micro-regulating chakra to achieve instant healing and enhanced attacks, as well as increased speed. Those proficient in its use can even use the low output and micro-regulation of the chakra within the Strength of a Hundred Seal to maintain youthful looks, improve bodily functions, and keep the body in a peak state.】

PS: Except for the host, only females can learn this.

To think this skill actually dropped! Overjoyed, Uchiha Gin immediately clicked to learn it. As a massive amount of information regarding the Yin Seal flooded his brain, he opened his eyes again and attempted to circulate the chakra within his body. A diamond-shaped mark appeared on his smooth forehead, though the color was deeper—purple turning to black, and black to the point of reddening.

Having gained a bountiful harvest, Uchiha Gin returned to his large mansion as usual. Six years had passed, and this house, a product of Wood Release, remained as new as ever. Pushing open the door and seeing a busy figure moving about in the room, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow and said,

"Itama, what are you making today?"

"Eating fish, what else would I be eating!"

The busy figure did not stop what he was doing upon hearing Uchiha Gin's voice, replying in an impatient tone.

"How bold, is that any way to speak!"

Uchiha Gin felt anger rise in his heart, and he began to roll up his sleeves.

"Eat it if you want, get lost if you don't!"

The other party seemed accustomed to this, retorting without the slightest concern.

"I'm going to wash my hands now."

Rolling up his sleeves was just preparation for washing his hands; don't take it seriously.

Sitting quietly at the dining table and watching Senju Itama's busy figure in the kitchen, Uchiha Gin felt quite gratified. Six years had passed, and this brat had finally grown into his own, capable of holding his own in the kitchen.

"Eat up, you curly-haired baboon, sweet and sour fish."

Eleven-year-old Senju Itama, wearing a custom-made apron, brought over a plate of sweet and sour fish. Looking at the glistening sauce, Uchiha Gin's appetite was immediately whetted; he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth, then wore an intoxicated expression.

"Not bad, not bad, it has seventy percent of my touch."

Uchiha Gin gorged himself while telling a bald-faced lie. Beside him, Senju Itama, who had taken off his apron, rolled his eyes dramatically upon hearing this.

Turning his head to look at the Senju brat beside him who used to be like a bean sprout, Uchiha Gin noted that in six years, this kid had grown rapidly, as if he had eaten growth hormones.

It was just that he appeared overly slender; his black and white hair had been dyed pure black and draped over his shoulders, and his skin appeared very fair from not having gone out much. The baby fat on his face had faded, and his once round face had turned into a pointed chin—he was every bit a delicate, beautiful youth.

"You should eat more; there isn't much meat on you at all. I've told you, boys are only popular if they have some muscle."

With an expression of "I'm doing this for your own good," Uchiha Gin picked up his saliva-covered chopsticks, placed a piece of fish in front of Senju Itama, and advised him as someone with experience,

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"Do you, a thirty-year-old who hasn't even touched a woman's hand, have the qualifications to lecture me?"

An angry Senju Itama turned his head away, gritting his teeth as he exposed Uchiha Gin's dark secrets.

"I'm only doing this to take care of you, you brat! Otherwise, I would have been with XXX long ago."

Stung in his weak spot, Uchiha Gin immediately jumped up, his eyes darting around as he weakly retorted,

"Heh." Itama gave a cold sneer.

"Knock, knock, knock!!!"

A burst of urgent knocking saved the awkward Uchiha Gin. He flashed over to pull open the door, and seeing two handsome young men standing outside, Uchiha Gin enthusiastically welcomed them in.

"Madara, Izuna, long time no see. How do you have time to come over today?"

The visitors were none other than twenty-year-old Uchiha Madara and sixteen-year-old Uchiha Izuna. Having shed their childishness, the two handsome faces bore the cold arrogance unique to the Uchiha clan. However, upon seeing Uchiha Gin, the two were like melting icebergs, their cold faces breaking into warm smiles.

"Cousin! Don't you remember what day it is today?"

Little cousin Izuna had already grown to one meter seventy, and his face was becoming more and more like the "Second Pillar" during the Shippuden era. At this moment, he was grinning happily, the previous coldness swept away; he was every bit a little brother from next door.

"What day?"

Asked this, Uchiha Gin was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the calendar on the wall before saying in an uncertain tone,

"Singles' Day?"

"It's your big day!"

Uchiha Izuna reminded him with a speechless expression.

Although I am a bachelor, this isn't exactly a "big day," is it?

Uchiha Gin had spent these years solely grinding the system's daily tasks—brushing for materials during the day and sweeping the backyard at night—so where would he find the time to date? As the saying goes, "With no woman in one's heart, drawing one's blade becomes divine"; women would only affect his progress in grinding fragments.

"It's your birthday."

Uchiha Madara, standing to the side, said helplessly.

Twenty-year-old Uchiha Madara already had the faint air of the future "Ghost of the Uchiha." After awakening his Sharingan a few years ago, he had been heavily cultivated by his uncle and began frequenting various battlefields, living a life of licking blood off the edge of a blade. This had caused the once somewhat goofy kid to quickly grow into a taciturn, coldly arrogant, and handsome man. This change truly made him feel a bit pained; the once mischievous older cousin was gone forever.

"Birthday? I forgot about that."

Uchiha Gin slapped his forehead. He had been so busy grinding every day that he had completely forgotten his own birthday. It was a good thing he had two cousins who cared about him, otherwise his important thirtieth birthday would have passed in a muddle.

"Haha, this is a gift I prepared for you."

Izuna, smiling happily, mysteriously took a small package from behind his back and handed it to Uchiha Gin.

"This is loot I harvested from someone of the Akimichi clan. I heard those people say it's a medicine that can make a person grow very large. I think you definitely need it, Cousin."

Leaning close to Uchiha Gin's ear, Izuna explained the origin of the gift with a strange smile. After finishing, he patted him on the shoulder, indicating there was no need to thank him.

"I'll be damned..."

Uchiha Gin, who couldn't help but want to curse, forcibly held it back. Izuna was still young, and it was normal for him to be deceived by others. It seemed his character education needed to be strengthened.

"This won't do, this won't do..."

After some polite refusal, Uchiha Gin could only "helplessly" tuck this pack of secret medicine into his bosom, swearing to destroy it in public when no one was around to prove his innocence.

"This is mine."

Having grown up, Uchiha Madara was usually sparing with his words. Apart from the occasional madness during battle, he usually wore an iceberg expression. At this moment, he revealed a rare softness, untying a weapon from his back and handing it to Uchiha Gin.

"This is a weapon I seized from a samurai of the Land of Iron. It is crafted entirely from chakra metal and has extremely high conductivity."

Taking it and looking it over, Uchiha Gin's eyes lit up. The design of this weapon was actually similar to the swords of his previous life in China, giving him a sense of familiarity. He accepted it with joy and couldn't put it down.

"Come, come, let's eat together first!"

Having graciously accepted the gifts from his two cousins, Uchiha Gin hurriedly invited the two to sit at the dining table, while calling out to Senju Itama, who was busy eating in the inner room,

"Quick! Izuna and the others are here, add two sets of bowls and chopsticks."

Stealing a glance at his older brother, who was frowning beside him, Izuna whispered to Uchiha Gin,

"Cousin, how long do you plan on keeping this brat?"

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