Chapter 141: I'll Summon You for Tea When I'm Free Later

"Gin, your interests."

Uchiha Yao, nailed to the cross, felt his skin twitch and his lower body grow cold; his single eye held a rare look of pleading.

"You and I are grandfather and grandson; there is no need to make things so tense."

"That goes without saying! You should ask around—I, Uchiha Gin, have always been upright and honorable in my conduct."

Uchiha Gin narrowed his dead-fish eyes and spoke with righteous indignation, looking like a model youth, yet the long blade that had appeared in his hand out of nowhere was chillingly sharp.

"I also believe in reasoning with people when handling matters."

"Ask away, I will tell you everything I know."

Uchiha Yao, his rear end tightening, immediately raised his head, practically wearing the word 'honest' on his face.

"That transformation of yours, can it be learned?"

Uchiha Gin, who had long coveted the old man's transformation, asked first.

"There is no way; that is the ability of my Mangekyo."

The old man slowly shook his head, indicating that this thing was bound and could not be used by others.

"Sigh, alright, I was just asking."

Knowing that the transformation was a Mangekyo ability, he still couldn't help but ask, holding onto a sliver of hope.

"Is there any other way to completely remove that dark side you mentioned?"

Thinking of the two victims of Moryo outside, Uchiha Gin wanted to know if that thing could be eradicated.

"Sorry, I already said just now that Moryo has gone blind; it cannot be eradicated at the source."

Shaking his head again, Uchiha Yao said with some regret; he himself was a victim of Moryo and knew very well how troublesome this ocular jutsu was—unless the person was gone, this thing would always exist.

"Moreover, it requires a massive amount of mental energy to suppress; otherwise, the brain will ache from time to time, and eventually, the person will be dragged down by this consumption, letting the dark side occupy the body."

"Tsk, that's quite troublesome."

Uchiha Gin frowned and clicked his tongue; if it couldn't be completely removed, his uncle and Xiao Guang would be carrying a ticking time bomb that could go off at any moment.

"Sigh."

While Uchiha Gin was lost in thought, he suddenly heard Uchiha Yao let out a long sigh and curiously looked up at the elderly man.

"Gin, do you think I did something wrong?"

After being backstabbed by Moryo, Uchiha Yao had thought for a long time, recalling what he had done behind the scenes over the years, and suddenly realized there was a problem with his own character.

He didn't know when it started, but he had become somewhat paranoid and extreme; walking this path, it felt as if an invisible hand was pushing him step by step into the abyss.

"Only realizing it now?"

Hearing the old man's repentant question, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow and said with a tone of frustration at his lack of progress,

"That pitch-black Moryo clearly wasn't a good sort, yet you treated him better than you treated me, your own grandson."

Without waiting for the old man to speak again, Uchiha Gin continued to talk to himself about the truth he had uncovered regarding his parents' deaths, rambling on at length.

"Do you get it now? The images in the eyes you obtained were definitely maliciously tampered with by someone. The sacrifice of Mom and Dad had no direct connection to Uchiha Tian Dao. Of course, if Dad had been heartless enough to abandon Uncle back then, none of the things you did later would have happened."

"However..."

At this point, Uchiha Gin paused; with his memories restored by Uchiha Tian Dao, he had recalled every bit of his time with his parents—the warm, sunny father and the cold-outside-but-warm-inside mother in his memories were both goals he aspired to.

"However, Jin would never do that. He would never abandon any of his comrades."

Uchiha Yao's face was streaked with tears; at this moment, he understood everything.

He knew the child he raised best: Uchiha Jin was a man who valued bonds above all else; he would go through fire and water for those he cared about.

Why was he so arrogant after awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan? He had merely looked at the images recorded in the eyes his son left behind and stopped investigating the truth of his sacrifice.

But now it was all too late; he had been used by that black Moryo to commit so many heinous acts. Over a decade ago, hundreds of vibrant lives in the clan grounds had perished in vain because of his mistakes.

Not only did he fail to accompany his only grandson as he grew up, but he also thought about using him to achieve his own revenge.

Pain! Such pain!

"I have failed Jin, failed you, and even more so, failed the clansmen I caused to die."

Having broken down, Uchiha Yao shed tears of regret and tremblingly confessed to the silent Uchiha Gin.

"Hoo~~"

Uchiha Gin let out a long breath, suppressing the thoughts in his heart, and looked with complex eyes at the old man who was on the verge of collapse.

The only obsession of his later years had turned into nothingness, and his years of hard work had ended up making him a pawn in someone else's hands.

"You asked me how to completely remove the influence of Moryo?"

After a long while, Uchiha Yao raised his head, looked at Uchiha Gin with hollow eyes, and spoke slowly.

??? Did he think of another way?

He looked at the old man with anticipation, hoping for a satisfactory answer.

"As long as the host dies, the dark personality within them will also die."

!!! What's the point if the person is already dead?

"Gin..."

Just as he was about to ruthlessly roast this unreliable old man, the other party called his name first.

"What is it? What kind of terrible idea have you come up with now, you old geezer?"

Uchiha Gin, in a bad mood, looked up and retorted impatiently.

"Do you like Moryo's transformation very much?"

Damn, who wouldn't? Even I am so envious I could die.

Watching Uchiha Gin, whose eyes were shining as if he had seen a favorite toy, a complex emotion flashed in the old man's eyes. He then closed them, recalling the time when his grandson was just born; it seemed he had never taken care of this grandson, nor had he ever given him any love from an elder.

It wasn't that he didn't love him, but the love of the Uchiha clan was too restrained—also known as *tsundere*.

"Gin, ever since you were born, Grandpa has never given you any gifts."

Indeed, in his lost memories, Uchiha Yao and Uchiha Jin had been at odds over something, and since his birth, he had rarely seen this so-called grandfather. When he was a child and wanted a hug, he would dodge away.

Uchiha Gin suddenly felt the atmosphere was not right; why did this old geezer look like he was ready to die?

"Before I go, I will give Moryo to you."

Uchiha Yao revealed a kind expression he had never seen before. His remaining single eye transformed into a triangular pattern, and as the triangle within it began to rotate slowly, a cold and obscure ocular power was transmitted into Uchiha Gin's eyes. The same pattern appeared in Uchiha Gin's right eye, but it quickly vanished.

"Hehe, when you awaken your Mangekyo, my Mangekyo will fuse with yours, and then you will be able to use my Moryo."

Feeling the swelling in his eyeball, Uchiha Gin felt as if two eyeballs had been forcibly shoved into one socket; the sensation was incredibly intense.

"You old geezer..."

Covering the single eye that had been stuffed with the Mangekyo, Uchiha Gin was just about to look up and give the old man a piece of his mind, only to find that the eye Uchiha Yao had used to activate the Mangekyo was already closed. He could clearly see the shriveled, hollow skin beneath the eyelid, which was now slowly shedding a trail of blood tears.

"I no longer have the Mangekyo, and I can no longer suppress that dark personality."

The old man, now completely blind in both eyes, spoke with a hint of regret, turned his head to "look" at Uchiha Gin, and pulled his lips into a slight arc.

"It's a pity I can't continue to watch you walk forward. My journey, Grandpa's journey, ends here."

A thought fierce and sudden, a lamp just lit.

A feeling of melancholy welled up in Uchiha Gin's heart. Uchiha Yao certainly had his faults, but they were all based on the premise of being bewitched by the mastermind Black Zetsu; his previous tragic encounters were also to be blamed on that pitch-black fellow.

Decided: from now on, the daily routine will be eating, drinking, and beating up the filial son!

"I wonder what kind of offspring Uchiha and Senju will produce..."

With the death of Uchiha Yao in reality, the corresponding spiritual body in the Tsukuyomi space began to slowly collapse. Uchiha Yao, wearing a look of relief, whispered one last sentence before turning into nothingness, but Uchiha Gin, who was busy studying how to beat Zetsu, did not understand the old man's final words.

"Huh? The big cousin is going to have a baby with the bowl-cut kid?"

There will be another chapter later.

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