"Now that I think about it, the Hyuga Clan really is full of weaklings..."
Orochimaru spread his hands.
The Uchiha had the Mangekyo.
The Uzumaki Clan had powerful vitality.
Aside from the strategic value of the Byakugan as support, the Hyuga Clan was only this capable in one-on-one combat.
Of course.
Orochimaru had not meant to mock Hyuga Sho with those words.
When others were piloting giant weapons that could destroy heaven and earth, the Hyuga Clan was still using Gentle Fist. They truly had fallen behind the times.
The Hyuga Clan could be said to be nothing more than tears shed by the passing age.
"The weak don't necessarily perish. They may also fade into obscurity."
Just like the Senju Clan now.
Aside from manipulating political power, what else did they have?
"I'm not the Hyuga Clan's babysitter."
After saying this, Hyuga Sho flashed away and vanished without a trace.
At first.
The Hyuga Clan was merely a stepping stone.
Later, that stepping stone became Konoha.
After that, the stepping stone became the Shinobi World.
Supporting a person or a faction was only a means of carrying out his plan to make himself stronger.
Hyuga Sho was neither a god nor some kind-hearted saintly mother.
Everything was merely for his own consideration.
"Heh heh..."
Hyuga Sho's words were like a reassuring pill.
They caused some interesting thoughts and plans to take root in Orochimaru's mind.
As the dispirited Neji and the other two left...
A figure blocked Neji's path.
"Heh heh heh... Neji Hyuga, do you want to obtain power?"
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Neji Hyuga raised his head.
A woman possessing both an intellectual and alluring air appeared before him.
Several days later, early in the morning.
People came and went along Konoha's streets.
The atmosphere in Konoha seemed somewhat