Byakugan Usage, Akatsuki, Expulsion!

After preparing the new "skin," the Medical Ninja began to watch the surgery intently, their eyes unblinking.

They were solemn, as if on a pilgrimage—even though it wasn't their first time seeing it, they were still amazed by Uchiha Kin's ability to ignore rejection and stitch together limbs from different people, and even different animals, combining them into one!

Any Medical Ninja would know how terrifying such medical technology was. It was practically a pearl of Medical Ninjutsu.

With golden fur, tiger skin was sewn onto the bare muscles of a person, piece by piece, until the fur gradually covered the entire body.

A furry "tiger demon," golden with black stripes and a white belly, appeared, lying quietly on the operating table.

The Medical Ninja only saw Uchiha Kin's calm, mechanical, repetitive movements. His fingers, like sharp thorns, extended and retracted between skin and flesh, connecting them into one, like a precise work of art.

Inside Uchiha Kin's body, four Byakugan established a three-dimensional observation angle from different directions and perspectives.

The chakra, chakra pathways, and nerves within the human body were all observed in extreme detail.

Every nerve ending was clear.

"His chakra pathways... judging by the traces of their use, some are clearly thicker. It should be related to the ninjutsu he frequently uses. This is more accurate than any hand seals." Uchiha Kin's heart stirred, and he recorded this section of pathways.

"Alright, next!" Uchiha Kin switched to another person and continued the skin transplant. After a while, another one.

By the time the skin transplants for three people were finished, it was already late at night. A doctor asked, "Lord Kin, is that all?"

Uchiha Kin nodded, "That's all for now. We'll deal with the remaining issues after they wake up and recover.

"Although the appearance is a bit strange—these furs themselves are meaningful to ninja. It depends on their personal will. If they don't want them later, we can just remove the fur.

"It's getting late, everyone should get some rest."

After speaking, Uchiha Kin changed his clothes and returned to his team's tent. He didn't sleep, but instead took out a notebook and drew some meridian diagrams in it. He pursed his lips into a smile, looking at the notebook with great tenderness.

He thought, "In the future, I must use Byakugan to observe and draw more. That way, I can establish a database using the ninja I've seen as material.

"A way to record chakra pathways that is more precise than hand seals, which have such large deviations. With this, the system's analysis of ninjutsu—like nature transformation—will undoubtedly be more detailed and accurate.

"This is the correct way to use Byakugan."

Gently closing the notebook, Uchiha Kin glanced at Jasmine and Golden Chrysanthemum, who were sleeping soundly, leaning against each other.

He thought again, "Obito... I'm already eager for your eyes. I'm waiting for your Kamui dimension. Right now, carrying these scattered items is too troublesome." With that, he lay down, controlled his breathing and heart rate, and fell asleep in an instant.

Falling asleep quickly was one of the basic skills a ninja had to possess—though the Ninja Academy didn't emphasize such basic skills.

Nowadays, even ninja school students who could throw a kunai without missing the target were thrown onto the battlefield.

Under the same night sky, the half-god of the ninja world displayed his expected ruthlessness. After losing an arm and returning to Amegakure, Hanzo of the Salamander immediately summoned ninja and issued a directive to eliminate the Akatsuki organization, "Eliminate the Akatsuki organization immediately, do not give them time to react."

"Yes!"

A large number of Amegakure ninja were dispatched.

Hanzo waited, pondering as he waited, "Nagato and Konan are not here now. It's the perfect time to clear out these naive tumors.

"Nagato, his power is too astonishing. But that's fine, the future of the Land of Rain... I, Hanzo, will use this old, decaying body to lay the foundation for the new god of the Land of Rain." He knew he was going to die.

But, had he, Hanzo of the Salamander, ever feared death?

The Akatsuki organization was not a mysterious underground group in the Land of Rain; from the day it was founded, it had been within Hanzo's sight.

Hanzo used the Amegakure ninja as his eyes and ears, meticulously observing the organization and everyone in it. Of course, his focus for the past three years had been on the strongest members: Yahiko, Nagato, and Konan. To be more precise, it was 983 days.

The Amegakure ninja were intimately familiar with the Akatsuki organization. At this moment, following the map and killing according to the list turned into a simple massacre.

The Land of Rain was bleeding.

One corpse after another was brought into the central building of Amegakure, filling the lower levels of the space—more than a hundred people in total.

Hanzo of the Salamander descended from the top floor to personally inspect these corpses. He walked past them, recognizing each one. Although his attention varied for different individuals, he had paid attention to all of them.

A tall puppet master, formerly from the Sand Ninja, with a rather comical face. Another was a teacher from the Waterfall Ninja, a couple from the Rock Ninja, and...

They came from all corners of the world, brought together by Yahiko's naive "understanding" and "peace," working for an impossible yet noble ideal.

Now...

Yahiko was dead, and they were dead too.

Suddenly, Hanzo of the Salamander stopped, his footsteps halting before the corpse of a little girl, only eight years old. "Was she also a member of the Akatsuki?"

An Amegakure ninja replied, "I'm not sure. She was at the third stronghold at the time." The ninja's answer caused Hanzo of the Salamander to close his eyes. After a long while, he opened them again. He took a deep breath. "During the Second Shinobi World War, I resolutely declared war on the entire ninja world single-handedly.

"The Five Great Nations, as the leader of a small country, was I afraid? But I had to summon my courage.

"Because I didn't want the people, children, and women of the Land of Rain to continue to be displaced, living precariously, not even knowing if they would see tomorrow's sun. Everything I did was, especially for the children—

"I wanted to give them an environment away from the battlefield, an environment where they could live, even if they were hungry or cold, but far from war.

"My abilities are limited; I am just a warrior. I lack the talent for governance. To feed them and keep them warm, I could only guarantee, at the minimum, that they would live. She was only eight years old." Hanzo looked at the corpse with great sadness.

However, he couldn't blame his subordinates. He closed his eyes in pain, a funeral bell tolling in his heart.

"That's right, I am the evil dictator of the Land of Rain. Under my suppression, the Land of Rain is oppressed, silent, its people like dead wood, numb and unresponsive.

"Thus, when you defeat me and kill me, you will naturally become the beloved leader, won't you?"

He felt an unspeakable sorrow in his heart!