novelhk Chapter 127 Otsutsuki Toneri
Chapter 127 Otsutsuki Toneri
Chapter 127 Otsutsuki Toneri
When his secret thoughts were directly exposed, Shisui seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.
"—Yes, senior. How did you manage to be so composed? This is the first time I've faced so many people from the village—"
He tried hard to recall the clan leader, Fugaku Uchiha's, instructions. His words were logically clear and watertight, but they did not give him much peace of mind.
They were afraid of making even the slightest mistake in public, as the consequences would not only affect their personal reputation but also jeopardize the fragile bond of trust that had been painstakingly built.
"Nervous?" Yuan Tuoye smirked, letting out a short chuckle. "That's a perfectly normal reaction. Who didn't experience that the first time?"
"Senior, were you nervous the first time too?" Uchiha Shisui couldn't help but ask.
In his memory, even when the medical camp was piled high with wounded soldiers and filled with deafening shouts, Gen Takuno's hands, which manipulated magic, remained as steady as a rock.
"My first time—" Yuan Tuoye seemed to be lost in memories.
If we're talking about this life, tension? It's a completely foreign emotion to him. As for the distant past, given his temperament, he never seemed to let panic take over.
So he gave the honest answer: "No."
"Huh?!" This unexpected frankness left Uchiha Shisui momentarily stunned.
He expected to receive the usual words of comfort, but he didn't expect this kind of answer.
"That's the truth, there's no point in lying to you. However," Yuan Tuoye's tone shifted, a hint of pure disdain appearing on his face, "Although I'm not nervous, I really dislike speaking in these kinds of situations. It's tedious and boring, just empty pleasantries, a pure waste of time. Wouldn't it be better to stay home and take a nap?"
This undisguised complaint made Uchiha Shisui burst out laughing, and his tense nerves relaxed for a moment.
His eyes revealed a heartfelt sentiment: "If only everyone in the village could think like you, Gen Takuno-senpai."
He could truly feel that Gen Takuno's gaze toward everyone was pure and unbiased, without the scrutiny and prejudice that the outside world usually carries with the "Uchiha" label.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Tuoye glanced at the boy without making a sound.
Like him? Someone who would scheme and do anything to become stronger? A village like that is probably beyond saving.
The thought flashed through his mind for a moment, but he didn't voice it. Instead, he offered gentle encouragement: "Alright, don't overthink it. The Fourth Hokage's perspective is different from before; he has no grudge against the Uchiha clan. And now you're here to act as a bridge between them."
He emphasized the word "bond," saying, "I believe the relationship between the village and the Uchiha will become more and more harmonious."
These words were like a warm current flowing into his heart, giving Uchiha Shisui a glimmer of hope.
He nodded solemnly, "Thank you for your understanding, senior!" He then said goodbye and turned to walk briskly toward the Uchiha clan's gathering place.
Yuan Tuoye watched the figure in dark tribal clothing leave and gently shook his head.
There was so much he could analyze about the heavy fate borne by the Uchiha clan and the deep-rooted conflicts within the village.
But when faced with this young "Shisui," even if the other's eyes were full of respect, he would never say a word more.
It is a big taboo to speak too frankly with someone you don't know well. Moreover, revealing those dark and cruel truths would not only be of no benefit to him, but might also bring unnecessary trouble. He always avoids things that are thankless and exhausting.
My thoughts were interrupted by the deafening drums and music, and the celebration officially began.
Gen Takuno watched with little interest as Minato Namikaze took the stage first and delivered a passionate thank-you speech.
Following closely behind was his respected master, Jiraiya, whose magnanimous speech drew cheers from the crowd.
However, when the emcee called out the third name, "Yuan Tuoye," a slight commotion arose in the room.
Yuan Tuoye raised an eyebrow slightly. There were only two Hokage-level figures ahead of him, but none of the clan leaders from the village's prestigious families.
A thought can change in an instant.
A faint smile curved his lips, but what did such an arrangement matter? When had Yuan Tuoye ever needed to act according to the whims of others?
The overwhelming strength is the source of their confidence. Moreover, as the "favored minister" in front of the fourth generation, who would dare to openly question those hidden eyes?
With a natural ease in his steps, Genjiro strolled onto the platform. His concise yet weighty speech unexpectedly sparked even more enthusiastic cheers and applause than when Jiraiya had taken the stage.
Yuan Tuoye simply took it in stride and didn't think much of it.
Jiraiya's magnanimity meant he wouldn't be bothered by the fact that the cheers were louder than his own.
As the celebration progressed...
"Next up, Uchiha Shisui!"
The appearance of this name was like a silent icicle suddenly thrown into boiling water, instantly capturing all sound.
The once noisy scene instantly fell silent. Countless gazes fell on the young man who slowly walked up the platform, some scrutinizing, some curious, and some with a complex and unspoken wariness.
In an instant, it felt as if an invisible mountain was pressing down on his chest, and Uchiha Shisui felt his breath catch in his throat.
He took a deep breath of the night air, carrying the scent of celebratory fireworks, and slowly exhaled.
The words of Gen Takuno echoed clearly in his mind: "You are now the link between the village and the Uchiha clan."
The last trace of hesitation vanished from his eyes, leaving only unwavering resolve! He had to succeed! To avoid having to endure the agonizing choice that tore apart his loyalty again!
He cleared his throat and began to narrate the version that clan leader Fugaku Uchiha had repeatedly instructed him to use.
Fugaku Uchiha, sitting in the audience, nodded slightly, his tense nerves relaxing a little: as long as he could start steadily and make no mistakes, that would be good.
He thought his speech was about to end.
However, to his surprise, Uchiha Shisui's speech did not end, causing his expression to darken.
However, when Uchiha Shisui's voice, filled with sincere emotion, resonated throughout the venue as he spoke of the shared ideals of protecting Konoha, Uchiha Fugaku's clenched fist slowly loosened. He silently looked at the young junior on the stage, trembling slightly with excitement, his eyes gleaming with idealism, his gaze incredibly complex.
Perhaps—this stubborn young man really has a sliver of a chance to reverse this stalemate of fate?
Beside Fugaku Uchiha, a young figure, Itachi Uchiha, stared intently at his cousin on the high platform, whose deep eyes, far beyond those of his age, seemed to radiate light.
Uchiha Shisui's words, his fervent desire to break down barriers, were like a pebble thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples in his heart and igniting a glimmer of light he had never seen before.
"Heh, isn't that a good explanation?" Yuan Tuoye yawned leisurely, his gaze sweeping over his surroundings.
The crowd went from deathly silence to sporadic applause, eventually coalescing into a wave of cheers that, while not as enthusiastic as those of the other speakers, were clearly audible and represented acceptance.
At that moment, a random thought suddenly flashed through Yuan Tuoye's mind: Perhaps—if Uchiha Shisui in this life had not died prematurely, the Uchiha clan would have taken a completely different path from what he remembered?
The noise subsided on stage, and the celebration entered its purest joyful phase.
Yuan Tuoye had long since retired from public life, and he was less interested in such superficial excitement than going home and getting a good night's sleep.
At night, Gen Takuno used his clairvoyance technique to observe the Hyuga clan's territory.
However, he did not see any Cloud Village figures. Just when he thought that the other party really did not have the guts to touch the prestigious clans of Konoha, he was already preparing to withdraw his ninjutsu.
He saw two figures, one large and one small, quietly appear within the Hyuga clan's territory.
"Who are they?!"
Yuan Tuoye's pupils suddenly contracted, but he did not reveal any of his aura.
He never expected to see them at this time!
The night was as dark as ink. When the two figures appeared silently in Yuan Tuoye's field of vision, his pupils suddenly contracted.
Their clothing was strange and ancient, with fabric patterns and styles that Yuan Tuoye had never seen in any documents or in reality.
Even within the known original timeline, he had only glimpsed Otsutsuki Toneri's adult form; as for the old man, he was shrouded in the dust of history.
However, he was certain that the other party was a descendant of the Otsutsuki clan on the moon! Otsutsuki Toneri and his father!
The original work does indeed subtly mention that the young Otsutsuki Toneri descended to earth with his father and, through some ancient secret technique, allowed the blind Otsutsuki Toneri to "see" the young Hinata Hyuga.
"Father, she's so small, so quiet, so cute." Otsutsuki Toneri looked down at the sleeping Hinata, his voice tinged with curiosity.
"Hmm," the old, hoarse voice responded, like withered leaves rubbing against a stone surface, "her blood is pure, and she is indeed worthy to be your future wife."
After a brief pause, the two visitors from the moon disappeared into the darkness as silently as they had arrived.
Unbeknownst to them, not far away, a jet-black raven perched on a branch, its scarlet eyes like congealed drops of blood, taking in the entire scene and transmitting it perfectly to Huiyuan Tuoye's consciousness.
Gen Takuno's brow furrowed deeply; he had never expected to encounter Otsutsuki Toneri at this moment.
At this moment, his mind began to race. If—
A prey even more perfect than the Hyuga bloodline, a top-quality body that would allow him to reach the pinnacle of the Oni-Garuru Technique! The antiquity and purity of the bloodline are unparalleled in the world.
However, his ecstasy was instantly extinguished by the ice water; his father, that seemingly frail old man, was an abyss looming ahead of him.
Although the father had sacrificed his eyes to the legendary giant golden reincarnation eye, leaving only deep, empty sockets in his eye sockets, this did not mean he was dull-witted.
Yuan Tuoye didn't even dare to activate the perception of "Kagura's Mind's Eye" within his body, as the subtle energy ripples were no different from torches in the darkness.
He could only rely on the most primitive and elusive form of vision, carefully observing the other through the eyes of a raven.
The old man's body showed strong signs of decay and decay, like withered wood and ashes, the flame of life about to be extinguished.
But it is precisely this near-death state that is truly deadly. Yuan Tuoye was absolutely certain that if he dared to attack Sheren at this moment, his dying father would unleash a final burst of power beyond his limits and fight to the death!
The words "Super Shadow Level" weighed heavily on Yuan Tuoye's heart.
For an Otsutsuki who has served the enormous Tenseigan and lived for countless years, reaching this level is by no means a pipe dream.
If the opponent truly possesses such immense power, I will inevitably fall into an abyss of no return.
It would be far too easy for a Super Shadow to defeat and kill a Shadow-level opponent!
The choice was clear in an instant: even the most perfect physical body could not be equivalent to one's own life.
Moreover, even if we miss each other today, there is still a chance for a turnaround in the future.
Time is on his side.
Yuan Tuoye watched as the tall and short figures disappeared into a secluded spot in the forest, without ordering the crows that were monitoring them to follow.
The crows stood silently, almost blending into the night, emitting no aura whatsoever, making it extremely unlikely that the two blind people would notice them.
But once they take to the air to follow, the sound of their wings cutting through the wind might alert their unfathomable father.
However, the moment he saw them, he had already laid a trap.
Countless crows scattered within the summoning incantation, like invisible spies, sporadically covering every corner of the area.
Wherever they went, there was always a pair of ravenous eyes watching them from the shadows.
Finally, under the watchful eyes of the crows, Otsutsuki Toneri and his son disappeared into a relatively secluded place.
Yuan Tuoye did not arrive at the scene immediately, but waited for time to pass, worried that the other party might launch a surprise attack.
The next day, as dawn broke, Gen Takuno finally set foot in that secluded place.
An entrance to a passage to another realm is hidden within, with faint and sparse spatial anomalies remaining around it.
"Is this the passage from Earth to the Moon?"
He muttered to himself, his fingertips brushing against the cold stone wall at the edge of the entrance. His eyes held longing, but even more so, a clear-headed weighing of options.
Even knowing that Otsutsuki Toneri's father had little life left and would pass away naturally in a few years, taking over Otsutsuki Toneri was still an almost impossible task.
On the moon—that enormous golden Tenseigan, resembling a miniature celestial body, is the true source of deterrence!
Even though Otsutsuki Toneri was not fully mature, he could still barely draw upon a trace of his power.
Yuan Tuoye had a strong premonition that this "slight" danger was extremely perilous for him, given his current strength.
Having considered this, a clear conclusion emerges: it would be more prudent to set foot on the moon only when one's own strength has advanced to the mid-to-high level of the Shadow Realm, possessing absolute power sufficient to instantly dismantle any threat.
"Super Shadow!" Yuan Tuoye let out a long sigh of relief. The morning mist had not yet dissipated, and the chill was penetrating to the bone.
How distant is this goal? Even if the crazy bloodline limit experiments in the Land of Snow were to succeed in the end, it would only lay some foundation for that illusory "bloodline limit net", and there would be no way to directly push him to the throne of Super Kage.
Fusing multiple bloodline limits, or even bloodline elimination, might raise his damage ceiling, but the boost to his current combat power is limited.
He might not be able to overcome the weakness of the pre-cast animation of Dust Release in Onoki's hands.
Now, there are only a few ways for him to improve his strength once again.
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