Chapter 363

Konoha.

Hokage’s office.

At this moment, Uchiha Jin sat behind his desk, casually sipping tea and enjoying the moment, while Konan sat painfully at a small side desk, processing documents.

At this moment.

Uchiha Jin, tea cup in hand, stared at Hashirama and Madara before him, and suddenly froze.

Give the Rinnegan to Black Zetsu, and use him to revive Madara and Hashirama?

To be honest…

He had never even considered this idea before—never imagined such a thing was possible.

But…

After careful thought, he realized it might actually work.

Black Zetsu, after all, is a product of Yin-Yang Release; his body is nothing but a fusion of Yin and Yang chakra.

If Nagato’s damaged Uzumaki bloodline could revive Uchiha Madara, then Black Zetsu, whose Yang chakra far surpasses both Nagato and Hashirama, could certainly revive Hashirama and Madara without issue.

And more importantly—Black Zetsu is useless!

He can’t extract any value from Black Zetsu, otherwise he wouldn’t have banished him to the special space of Tenchi no Mato.

Kill him?

He can’t even kill him!

Though he has awakened Ketsuryūgan—the strongest technique—he still hasn’t reached a perfect state, since he hasn’t fully awakened as a true Ōtsutsuki, and his body is only 60% Ōtsutsuki bloodline.

In short…

He’s barely a complete form of Hagoromo or Hamura!

Far from capable of killing Black Zetsu, and with no use for him, he ultimately banished him—simply to prevent him from stirring chaos in the ninja world and interfering with his own future goals.

But now…

He’s thought of another use for Black Zetsu: reviving this batch of powerful figures from Konoha.

In a certain sense, Uchiha Jin knows more than Hashirama and Madara—he knows Black Zetsu isn’t just a Yin-Yang Release creation, but also the manifested will of Kaguya.

Though he isn’t certain, he suspects that as long as Kaguya isn’t dead, Black Zetsu likely won’t die either.

Even if his Yin-Yang chakra is exhausted, he can slowly regenerate over time.

“Fine, I agree!”

“Orochimaru is heading to the moon soon—I’ll have him deliver a message to Nagato, telling him to return as quickly as possible.”

“As for Nagato…”

“I’ll give him a pair of three-tomoe Sharingan. With his residual White Zetsu cells, his Uzumaki body, and the three-tomoe eyes I give him—maybe he’ll awaken a Mangekyō Sharingan, or even a Rinnegan.”

Saying this,

Uchiha Jin actually grew interested.

He knew Nagato’s abilities well—being the primary antagonist in the early arc, even relying on Madara’s Rinnegan, his potential was clearly immense.

After all, no ordinary person who becomes a Rinnegan vessel could wield it to this extent—easily using all standard Rinnegan techniques, independently discovering the use of chakra rods, and summoning so many summons.

In the original story, Nagato’s end felt like a plot kill.

But now?

Even if he returns the Rinnegan to Uchiha Madara, Nagato still retains residual Rinnegan power, plus his body modified by White Zetsu cells, and with the three-tomoe eyes I give him—Nagato’s talent might just make it happen.

On the other side,

After hearing Uchiha Jin’s idea, Hashirama and Madara exchanged a glance and froze in place.

Could this even work?

But after considering Nagato’s situation, Uchiha Madara thought it might actually be possible—he knew well how high Nagato’s potential was, as his chosen Rinnegan vessel.

Yes!

Madara’s eye for talent was terrifying.

His selection of Obito and Nagato in the original story alone proved how accurate his judgment was.

“Let’s try it!”

“I won’t get involved—just give me the Rinnegan.”

“Hashirama, let’s go.”

Uchiha Madara nodded, briefly explained the situation, crossed his arms, and turned to leave.

As for this,

Hashirama didn’t fully believe it, but he didn’t care much—he rubbed his forehead, greeted Uchiha Jin, and walked out with Madara.

Uchiha Jin had no objections.

Strong people deserve privileges.

So,

After they left, he summoned the Anbu and ordered them to bring Orochimaru to him.

Half an hour later,

Orochimaru arrived at the office, his eyes and demeanor far more normal. Uchiha Jin revealed nothing—briefly explained the situation on the moon, then asked him to deliver a message to Nagato.

“The Hagoromo lineage? The Big Tenseigan?”

“How interesting.”

“I think I’ve found the path to immortality…”

“No problem—I’ll go right away!”

“I’ll return first to pack my research equipment and bring a research team with me.”

“Uchiha Jin, farewell!”

Orochimaru’s interest was sparked—his eyes gleamed.

For immortality…

He would do anything. Now that he knew of the Ōtsutsuki as an immortal race, he dreamed of capturing an Ōtsutsuki corpse.

Though there was no true Ōtsutsuki corpse, the Tenseigan created by Hagoromo’s lineage was enough—he couldn’t possibly let this slip away.

Therefore,

He immediately abandoned any further talk with Uchiha Jin, packed a large amount of research equipment, gathered his two-year research team, and rushed toward the Land of Iron.

…

Evening, around seven o’clock.

As Uchiha Jin returned home and was eating dinner with Hinata and Uchiha Tsuki, Nagato—eyes glowing with Rinnegan—finally returned.

“Hokage-sama!”

Seeing Uchiha Jin, Nagato bowed slightly.

Seeing this,

Uchiha Jin invited Nagato to sit and eat; after dinner, he had Hinata and Uchiha Tsuki clean up, then took Nagato directly to the reception tea room.

After briefly explaining the situation, Nagato immediately nodded.

“No problem.”

“The Rinnegan was never mine to begin with—returning it to its rightful owner is only right. Even if I refused, Uchiha Madara could take it back anyway.”

“But I have one request.”

“I need to revive Mihara first. Is that possible?”

Nagato’s expression remained calm—he agreed immediately.

But…

He also made his own demand!

Clearly, he had finally let go of his inner turmoil—he now only wished to live quietly with Mihara and Konan.

As for this,

Uchiha Jin had no reason to refuse—he offered to give Madara and Hashirama a piece of Mihara’s tissue so they could revive him along with themselves.

Yes!

It was that simple.

After all, Mihara’s strength was weak—barely a regular Jonin—so easy for Madara and Hashirama to handle.