Chapter 245: Giving the New Weapon a Resounding Name

The black aura lurking in the Shadow Realm saw Uchiha Gin exerting all his strength. After pondering for less than a second, it decided to help this descendant with such immense potential.

After all, it also wanted to see the scene where that brat Hagoromo was slashed and howling by his own former sword.

It then sent a wisp of chakra from its own body, which silently merged into Uchiha Gin's body.

"Huh? Why did the chakra stop fighting?"

Don't let Uchiha Gin's dazzling, multicolored radiance fool you; various powers were colliding violently within his body, causing a massive commotion.

In particular, the Uchiha chakra and the Senju clan's chakra had nearly caused Uchiha Gin to explode and die. It was only thanks to his astonishing constitution that he barely avoided being driven to madness by the chaotic forces.

Just as he was reaching his limit of suppression, the power within his body suddenly became docile and began to arrange itself in an orderly fashion according to strength. The stinging pain in his meridians and acupoints vanished instantly.

The multicolored chakra blended together, slowly converging into a seven-colored stream that irrigated Uchiha Gin's battered body. As the energy stabilized, he exerted force in his hand once more, and chakra glowing with seven colors appeared in his palm.

"Click~"

Uchiha Gin only felt that the heavy Sword of Heart before his eyes had suddenly become light as a feather. With a crisp click, the black longsword that had been kept in isolation for a thousand years was pulled out with ease.

At the same time, the old man far away in the Pure Land suddenly opened his eyes. Realizing that the weapon he had left behind had actually been pulled out by someone, his ripple-patterned eyes were filled with astonishment.

"That strange descendant actually returned from the moon? Not only did he not die, but he also gained the recognition of that brat Hamura."

After sensing for a moment, the astonishment in Hagoromo Otsutsuki's eyes deepened. Not only had that brat returned unscathed, but there was also his younger brother's chakra inside his body.

Just as he was preparing to conduct a further inspection, a cheerful figure suddenly appeared in his Pure Land.

"Hey, hey, hey, is big brother here? I've come to visit~"

He saw Hamura Otsutsuki, whom he had just been thinking about, lying leisurely on a strange leather chair, floating slowly toward him.

As he approached, the buzzing sound from the leather chair reached his ears.

"Hamura, what is this?"

Having never seen a massage chair, Hagoromo Otsutsuki furrowed his aged brows, his ripple-patterned eyes full of confusion. He remembered that the last time his brother came, he had a bitter face and complained incessantly to him.

"Hi! This is called a massage chair, a little gift from my descendant. You've never seen one?"

With his worries gone and no longer burdened, Hamura Otsutsuki lazily propped himself up from the massage chair. Looking at his brother with an "astonished" expression, he asked in an extremely strange tone,

"No way, no way, your descendant didn't send you one, brother?"

"Sorry, sorry, I really didn't know. How about I lend it to you to try?"

Watching Hagoromo Otsutsuki's expression turn increasingly sour, Hamura Otsutsuki felt a secret thrill. His aged face wore a look of apology, but his white eyes were filled with mockery.

"Come, come, don't be polite. I'll add some time for you; consider it my treat!"

Feeling numb and refreshed all over, Hamura Otsutsuki hopped off the massage chair, casually poured a wisp of purple chakra into the QR code, and invited his brother to try it out.

Tsk! I really am a good younger brother who doesn't hold grudges, thinking of my brother whenever there's something good. Should I just change my name to Kongrong Otsutsuki?

"Where did the chakra you just input go?"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki, whose anger was about to explode, watched his brother's actions. He suppressed his stiffening fist for the moment and asked in confusion.

"Ah! Big brother, do you not pay when you eat?"

Hearing this strange question, Hamura Otsutsuki looked at his brother with suspicion. He hadn't expected that the seemingly righteous Hagoromo was actually a hypocritical freeloader. You really can't judge a book by its cover!

"What a foolish little brother."

Having already seen through the situation, Hagoromo Otsutsuki did not continue to argue with his idiot brother. He glanced at the buzzing massage chair; so that was how the Hamura chakra on that strange descendant had come to be.

"Hehe, you sarcastic guy, I have such an excellent descendant, just go ahead and be envious~"

Thinking the other party was envious of him for discovering an excellent descendant, Hamura Otsutsuki smiled with satisfaction. Anyway, this trip was meant for showing off, and since the goal had been achieved, it was time to return to the moon.

"Hey, hey, hey~ Ouch, what are you doing!"

Just as Hamura Otsutsuki's bottom was about to touch the massage chair, another figure sat on it a step ahead of him and kicked him in the rear. Unexpectedly being ambushed, the annoyed Hamura Otsutsuki looked indignantly at the relaxed Hagoromo Otsutsuki and cursed through gritted teeth.

"Do you have an opinion?"

Feeling this novel way of massaging, Hagoromo Otsutsuki's back, which had been stiff for years, felt slightly numb. Accompanied by the feeling of comfort spreading throughout his body,

he couldn't help but hum. Seeing his brother's resentful expression, he narrowed his eyes and exerted his authority as an older brother, causing the other to shut up instantly, daring to be angry but not speak while watching him enjoy it.

"Not bad, not bad~ Worthy of being my descendant."

After finishing his enjoyment, Hagoromo Otsutsuki glanced at his pouting brother and exploited him even further.

"Huh? Hagoromo Otsutsuki, I advise you to have some shame!"

Facing a matter of principle, a younger brother absolutely cannot continue to act like a younger brother. With a long, sullen face, Hamura Otsutsuki protested loudly.

"If it comes to that, I can only ask Mother to decide!"

Subtext: Believe it or not, I'll let the crazy woman out, and we'll all be finished.

"I think that brat's bloodline is extremely complex; he is likely a mixed-blood prodigy rare in a thousand years. A single path of guidance might not be enough to unleash his full potential!"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki immediately indicated that they were all buddies and shouldn't fall out. That descendant was a top-tier hybrid, and both brothers should have a share.

"Hehe, I also think that descendant needs comprehensive development and shouldn't be lopsided."

Hoping his big brother would stop while ahead, Hamura Otsutsuki saw the other party soften and immediately stopped while he was ahead, suggesting they each take a side and share the results.

"Good! Since you have already bestowed upon him the Tenseigan, then I shall gift him the Sword of Heart; consider it the icing on the cake."

"Old iron, no problem!"

In the cave.

Uchiha Gin stood at the bottom of the lake, stroking the docile longsword in his hand. There were no tropes like the divine weapon devouring its master as seen in other novels; his chakra injection met with no resistance at all.

The obedience displayed by this Sword of Heart made him feel terrified, as if Uchiha Gin were its true master.

"Eh? Is this the technique for the Earth-Moon teleportation array?"

Unable to detect any problems for the time being, Uchiha Gin slung the black Sword of Heart over his waist and lowered his head to wipe away the silt covering the incantations on the ground.

A strange array radiating the aura of space-time techniques appeared before his eyes. Recalling Hamura Otsutsuki's instructions, he observed it for a while and confirmed the identity of this technique.

"However, if I want to restore its use, I'll have to wait for a while."

The technique before him had been suppressed by the Sword of Heart for many years. Fortunately, with the reinforcement of Hamura Otsutsuki's power, the array was slowly repairing itself.

If nothing unexpected happened, it wouldn't be long before it could be restored.

Since he had already removed the lock, Uchiha Gin prepared not to linger. If he told others about this strange journey, they would probably laugh at him for daydreaming.

He walked slowly through the cave, moving further and further away with his back to the lake. Although he was in a very happy mood after obtaining a divine weapon,

as he walked, the Sword of Heart hanging at his waist was too long, swinging back and forth, which made Uchiha Gin very uncomfortable.

He frowned and slung it behind his back. After trying to walk a few steps, he felt the sharp blade pressing against his buttocks, giving him a sense of crisis that his rear might be sliced open.

Uchiha Gin somewhat disdainfully stuck the divine weapon, which everyone in the ninja world dreamed of, into the ground. The hard rock of the cave floor was easily pierced by the sharp blade as if it were tofu.

"Sigh~ Why is this thing so long? It's too cumbersome to carry. Can't it get a bit shorter?"

Looking at the black and long Sword of Heart before him, Uchiha Gin couldn't help but grumble in his heart. This thing wasn't low-key at all and didn't fit his persona.

"Uh, holy crap!"

Unexpectedly, the moment Uchiha Gin finished speaking, the Sword of Heart stuck in the ground actually listened and began to shrink, stopping only when it reached the length he had in mind.

"Can the material change? For example, into a wooden sword?"

After circling the changed Sword of Heart a few times and rubbing his eyes to confirm he hadn't seen wrong, Uchiha Gin touched his chin, pondered for a moment, and continued to try.

Unexpectedly, just as he finished speaking, the thick and sharp Sword of Heart had a dazzling black light float over its blade.

When the light dissipated and he focused his gaze, Uchiha Gin blinked his eyes and discovered that the longsword, which had just been gleaming with cold light, had actually turned into a wooden sword.

"That's really something!"

After reaching out and pulling it out, feeling the warm wooden texture in his hand, Uchiha Gin swung the wooden-sword-form Sword of Heart a few times and exclaimed in great surprise.

"Click~"

After playing with it in his hand for a long time, Uchiha Gin wanted to test its sharpness and slashed at a protruding rock on the wall. He didn't expect that even after turning into a wooden sword, the sharpness of the Sword of Heart remained undiminished.

The stalactite on the wall was easily cut off with a click, falling to the ground and revealing a smooth cross-section.

"Nice~"

The length was just right, the weight was perfect, and the appearance was low-key and inconspicuous. Uchiha Gin stroked the magically modified Sword of Heart in his hand, feeling very satisfied.

From now on, you are my favorite little sword. The Sword of Heart in his hand seemed to feel its master's satisfaction, and the aura emitted by the black blade became even more solid.

"Nani? That brat, he got the recognition of the Sword of Nunoboko so quickly?"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki, lying on the massage chair, sensed the feeling of satisfaction coming from his weapon and was stunned.

He remembered that he had to have the determination to create the world before he could condense his own Sword of Heart.

"If it's him, then it's really possible..."

After frowning and pondering for a long time, a look of consideration flashed in Hagoromo Otsutsuki's eyes. He added Uchiha Gin's name to the plan in his heart.

"Hehe~ That feels great!"

Stroking the satisfactory wooden sword, which he couldn't put down, Uchiha Gin's eyes shone with excitement.

He then began to prepare a resounding name for this new weapon. He looked around and decided to name it after the place where he obtained the divine artifact.

"Let me see, this wooden sword was hidden in a cave and stuck at the bottom of a deep lake. Most importantly, it was left behind by an ancestor from generations ago, so let's call it..."

(End of chapter)