Chapter 142: Thought I Drew the Strongest Card

A curly-haired man with black hair excitedly raised the long blade in his hand, gesturing toward the person nailed to the cross as he searched for the right angle to strike.

Ignoring the urging of the people behind him, he chose a spot and was just about to drive the white blade in and pull the yellow blade out, when he discovered that the person on the cross before his eyes had actually vanished with the wind; shocked, he hurriedly rubbed his eyes and shouted in disbelief,

"Hey, hey, hey! I haven't gotten on the ride yet!"

Seeing the target disappear, every Uchiha Gin developed his own little agenda and began to shift the blame onto one another; for a moment, the Tsukuyomi space was filled with a cacophony of noise, as rowdy as a vegetable market.

"Why is it so noisy?"

Uchiha Gin, who had just sent off Uchiha Yao, hadn't even had a chance to mourn the old geezer before the clones in his Tsukuyomi space started acting up, making his head ache terribly.

The matter with the old geezer was over; now, only the controlled uncle outside remained. Once his problem was solved, this mission would be considered a complete success, allowing him to go back early to grind his newly acquired skills and, incidentally, spank the little brat of the Senju clan.

With a shift of his thoughts, the entire Tsukuyomi space began to collapse. The bickering Uchiha Gins realized their doomsday had arrived, and the noise grew even more intense.

"No! Who knows when we'll get to come out again?"

"Don't count on it. The main body is too weak; we reached our peak the moment we debuted, and our peak is our burial."

"Wuwuwu, I'm crying."

"Damn, where did this cross-dressing clone come from!"

"Brother, you smell so good~"

"Get lost!"

Looking at the bizarre clones in his Tsukuyomi space with a dark expression, Uchiha Gin, fearing they would dirty his titanium-alloy dog eyes, immediately accelerated the rate of collapse.

The windmill-shaped patterns in his eyes gradually faded, eventually resolving into ordinary three-tomoe; the Tsukuyomi trial card was used up, but having exchanged it for an old geezer's transformation device, it could be considered worth more than the price.

The scene shifted once more, returning to reality; though so much time had passed within the Tsukuyomi, only an instant had elapsed outside.

The transformed Uchiha Yao fell from the sky, his armor shattered completely, and the mask on his face slowly faded away, revealing the old geezer's aged features underneath.

Uchiha Gin was quick-witted and agile, catching the falling corpse in one motion. Looking at the peaceful expression of the deceased Uchiha Yao, he sighed softly, took a storage scroll from his bag, and placed the old geezer's still-warm remains inside.

"Old geezer, old geezer, you should be glad you have a filial grandson who can still collect your body."

Rubbing his still-aching right eye, Uchiha Gin thought for a moment and added,

"For the sake of the transformation device, I'll pick a spot with good feng shui for you and burn some good things for you on the first and fifteenth of every month."

His side was settled, but how was Xiao Guang doing? He didn't know if she could hold on, as his uncle was considered the clan's top expert; he hoped the young girl wouldn't be beaten too badly.

"Boom!!!"

Just as Uchiha Gin was preparing to search for the other two, something came charging toward him like a cannonball.

Startled, Uchiha Gin twisted his waist and barely dodged the attack; the object smashed a large crater into the ground not far behind him.

Having escaped disaster, he patted his chest in lingering fear and couldn't help but complain,

"Who is so lacking in public morality, throwing trash around like this? It doesn't matter if you hit a person, but what if you break the flowers and plants?"

"Gin! Are you okay?"

The girl's surprised voice rang out. Turning his head, he saw Xiao Guang, dressed in a dark green cloak, looking at him with delight.

"Xiao Guang? Are you hurt? How did you escape from Uncle?"

Looking suspiciously at the girl who was completely unscathed, Uchiha Gin asked with some curiosity.

He had told her to stall his uncle; he wondered if this little girl had fled the scene.

Also, why was there no sign of his uncle?

"You detestable brat, how can you be so strong!"

Uchiha Tajima's fierce voice sounded from behind. From the crater just created by the unknown object, a familiar large hand reached out. His uncle, looking utterly disheveled, slowly crawled out of the pit, panting as he continued,

"If I could use this guy's Mangekyo, I wouldn't have been beaten like this!"

Currently occupying Uchiha Tajima's body was the dark personality created by Ametanome. Because he could not shake off the black "filial son" on his body, the dark personality, which had no integrity to speak of, chose to submit to him, and the two reached a temporary employment relationship.

"Stop talking nonsense. This guy's eyes are far stronger than yours. Even if you used the Mangekyo, you wouldn't be her match."

The "filial son," who knew the origin of the little girl's Mangekyo, poked his head out to scold the blackened uncle who was preparing to strike again. He had just been kicked away by a little girl—how dare he spout such nonsense here?

"Damn it! As the dignified patriarch of the Uchiha clan, how could I possibly have any reason to flee?"

Having laid low for so many years, the dark side, which had finally seized control of the body, asked with extreme indignation. He had thought he would be invincible upon emerging, but he hadn't expected a little girl to pop out and beat him until he was scurrying for cover.

"Uchiha Gin? Where is that old guy Uchiha Yao? Did he run away secretly?"

The sharp-eyed "filial son" saw Uchiha Gin chatting with the girl and was curious how the other party was still alive and unharmed; shouldn't he have been killed by the blackened Uchiha Yao until not even dregs remained?

"Uchiha Gin! You must die!"

The blackened uncle's obsession was that Uchiha Gin had failed to save his wife and child back then.

Seeing the other party standing alive before him, Uchiha Tajima, with black mist rising from his body, immediately ignored the obstruction of the black mud and charged forward without hesitation.

"Gin, look out!"

The girl, who had been happily chattering around Uchiha Gin, saw the blackened uncle charging from not far away. After shouting, her eyes transformed into a bewitching pattern.

Looking at the pattern in the girl's eyes, Uchiha Gin suddenly remembered that when he was first burned by the Amaterasu triggered in the backyard, it was the Eight-Spear mark the girl had left on his hand that saved him.

"Amaterasu!"

A flash of light appeared in the girl's eyes, and raging black flames ignited out of thin air on the ground. With a wave of the girl's small hand, the black flames seemed to gain life, transforming into several long spears that shot simultaneously toward the blackened Uchiha Tajima.

"Damn it! This move again."

Just a moment ago, the arrogant blackened Uchiha Tajima had looked at the frail-looking girl before him without feeling any sense of crisis; even knowing she possessed the Mangekyo Sharingan, he still scoffed at it.

A mere child, daring to show off her skills before an expert?

As a result, the moment they clashed, Uchiha Tajima was served a miserable beating by the girl's Amaterasu. It was only thanks to the help of the "filial son" possessing him that he didn't become the first "first blood" of Amaterasu in the ninja world.

"Idiot! Dodge it!"

Seeing the possessed Uchiha Tajima facing the incoming Amaterasu without dodging or evading, the "filial son" was so angry he nearly went to see his older brother.

As a product of Yin-Yang Release, it was true he could withstand Amaterasu, but it hurt! The feeling of being burned by fire was not pleasant; how had he ended up possessing such an idiot?

He immediately took control of Uchiha Tajima's body, forcibly dodging the black flames enhanced by Kagutsuchi, and landed at a distance from Uchiha Gin and the girl, his eyes shifting as he pondered.

The black flames that missed their target were also dispelled by a wave of the girl's hand, leaving only the lingering smell of burning in the air.

The "filial son" had a bit of a headache now. His original plan was to let both sides engage in a chaotic battle, take the opportunity to control Uchiha Tajima, and then finish off the remaining few who were in poor condition, so he could return to the Uchiha clan to continue his great cause of saving his mother.

In any case, the Mangekyo users before him did not carry the chakra of Indra's reincarnation, so they were of no use to him; it was enough to keep the most useful one.

According to his observations, Uchiha Tajima's two sons had high hopes of awakening the Mangekyo; perhaps one of them was Indra's reincarnation. By possessing their father, he could better control them.

But now, his plan had gone awry. Uchiha Yao, whom he had manipulated for years, had disappeared without killing Uchiha Gin, and Uchiha Tajima, whom he had possessed first, was being easily handled by a nondescript little girl.

"This is too hard for me! ~~"

Watching the blackened uncle holding his position in the distance, a glimmer of thought flashed in Uchiha Gin's eyes. He turned to look at the indignant girl, and recalling the ability of her Mangekyo, he immediately had an idea.

"Xiao Guang, later on, reward Uncle with a few Tsukuyomi combos and let him taste some good juice."

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