Tenseigan

Almost every Branch Family member of the Hyuga Clan had a Main Branch member they were responsible for serving. They were called "attendants," but in truth, they were "servants."

Not every Main Branch member was as gentle as Hinata Hyuga. If they were unlucky enough to be assigned to serve a foul-tempered Main Branch member, then besides being a "servant," they also had to serve as a "training sandbag."

As it happened, the Main Branch member Hyuga Yunchuan served was precisely the sort who did not regard the lives of Branch Family members as human lives.

And the man before him was merely a good dog.

The smile on Hyuga Yunchuan's face faded slightly. He ignored the Hyuga clansman's deliberate provocation and simply continued walking outside.

The other man clearly had not expected Hyuga Yunchuan, who had always meekly endured gossip and slander, to ignore him. His face immediately darkened as he called out in a low voice, "Hyuga Yunchuan, I'm talking to you!"

Hyuga Yunchuan still ignored him and kept walking. Might Guy merely shrugged and followed.

"Trash! I told you to stop!"

An angry shout reached his ears from behind, followed by the sharp whistle of something cutting through the air.

That man actually reached for Hyuga Yunchuan's shoulder, putting no restraint whatsoever into his attack for the sake of kinship.

Might Guy stopped, frowning as he prepared to intervene.

But the instant that hand landed on his shoulder, Hyuga Yunchuan's body gave a powerful shake like Pine Shaking Snow. A bone-piercing force instantly traveled through his entire body to his shoulder, numbing the Hyuga clansman's palm.

The next moment, before the astonished Hyuga clansman could react—

Without even turning his head, Hyuga Yunchuan bent one arm, stepped forward with his left foot, and shifted his body in a "circle." The hem of his white clothing swirled gently with the motion, revealing the sharply defined lines of his abdomen as he thrust out his palm.

If anyone from his previous life had seen that movement, they would have blurted out two words.

In the Hyuga clansman's eyes, his right hand had first been knocked away. Then Hyuga Yunchuan vanished at a speed nearly comparable to Shunshin, lowered his body, and pressed his palm against his abdomen.

Then, an unimaginable force far beyond his own flooded through that palm like a tidal wave.

Bang!!

The terrifying force erupted within half a centimeter. Strength powerful enough to shake rock slammed into the Hyuga clansman's body, making him hunch over as though he had been struck by a battering ram.

Just as a mouthful of blood was about to spew from the Hyuga clansman's lips—

"It would be troublesome if there were blood." A casual voice entered his ears.

Hyuga Yunchuan raised his right palm, lowered his elbow, and expressionlessly gave his chin a light slap.

A crisp crack rang out, and the foul blood that had risen to his throat was forced back down.

"Cough, cough! Cough!!"

Pain twisted across the Hyuga clansman's face. Clutching his throat and abdomen, he weakly dropped to his knees before Hyuga Yunchuan.

"How dare you..."

His Byakugan bulged slightly, veins standing out around it as he forced his eyes wide open and looked up at Hyuga Yunchuan.

Yet when he met those calm eyes, the rest of his words inexplicably caught in his throat, and a chill abruptly rose in his heart.

It was an inexplicable chill, like a venomous snake crawling over his body and pressing down on him bit by bit with its icy coldness.

He was actually afraid?

Afraid of this trash? How could that be...

"This strike repays you." Hyuga Yunchuan looked down at him, the smile returning to his face. "Hyuga Aoi's extra training is in the afternoon. Don't use borrowed authority to throw your weight around in front of me again."

As he spoke, he lightly patted the man's shoulder, ignored his slightly trembling body, and left the clan grounds with Might Guy.

"I didn't expect you to go that far!"

Along the way, Might Guy's tone remained light. He was merely somewhat curious about Hyuga Yunchuan's actions.

He had naturally heard of Hyuga Yunchuan's past "deeds," but Hyuga Yunchuan was a friend he acknowledged. He did not believe Yunchuan was the "trash" described in the rumors.

Setting everything else aside, that taijutsu he had just displayed—something Might Guy had never seen before, seemingly blending Strong Fist and Gentle Fist—was far superior, in his eyes, to those rigid and complacent Hyuga clansmen.

He simply did not understand why Yunchuan had always ignored the rumors.

"I'm sorry you had to see that, Senior. They are my clansmen, after all. I didn't want to go too far," Hyuga Yunchuan said apologetically.

Might Guy shook his head and grinned. "You did nothing wrong. Youth must not be tarnished."

Hyuga Yunchuan smiled helplessly. "After letting things go on like this, I really have gotten a little tired of it."

[Ding, your lie has been judged as [Blatant Nonsense]. Might Guy has experienced a slight emotional fluctuation and reached the level of [Utterly Convinced]. You have gained 200 Reality Points...]

That was, of course, a lie.

Why had he ignored them before?

On one hand, his plan concerning Orochimaru had not yet succeeded, and the image of a harmless "trash" was more useful to him.

On the other hand...

When one dog at the village entrance barks, the other dogs bark along with it, though they do not know why.

If I had to stop and throw stones at every stray dog that barked wildly, I would never get anything else done.

Hyuga Yunchuan sneered inwardly.

He could not stir even the slightest emotional response toward that nameless passerby.

He had acted partly to test the new technique he had conceived, and partly to lay the groundwork for his next plan.

Only rats hid in the gutters. No one would believe the words of a "rat."

Just as when Shimura Danzō said something, the villagers would only ask who that old bastard was, whereas if Sarutobi Hiruzen casually said something, no matter how absurd it sounded, they would instinctively suspect that they themselves had failed to understand it.

A lie only became an unquestionable truth when it came from the mouth of someone with power and authority.

The changes Yunchuan's bloodline wrought upon him proceeded from the inside out, from intangible perception and talent to the strength of his physical body.

Without external interference, the bloodline's transformation and cleansing of his body should have been a long and gradual process, slowly making him stronger as time passed.

Hyuga Yunchuan could not wait that long. To gain more Reality Points, he needed to approach more high-quality targets and appropriately reveal his abilities, thereby increasing his own value as an asset.

That "resistance" just now had merely been the first step.

If nothing unexpected happened, more people would soon learn that Orochimaru had altered him through human experimentation.

Sarutobi Hiruzen should already have taken Yamato, now codenamed "Kinoe," under his wing. As one of only two surviving test subjects under Orochimaru, both Sarutobi Hiruzen and Shimura Danzō would certainly turn their attention toward him and test him.

At that thought, Hyuga Yunchuan once again thought of his eyes. His gaze flickered as he silently recited, Manifest item—pure Byakugan that can awaken the Tenseigan after fusion.

[Spend 10,000 Reality Points. Manifest?]

"It happens to be exactly enough?"

Hearing that, Hyuga Yunchuan hesitated for a moment. To be safe, he tentatively recited in his mind, Manifest item—the method for awakening the Tenseigan by fusing a pure Byakugan with pure Ōtsutsuki bloodline.

[Insufficient points]

"..." Hyuga Yunchuan's face immediately darkened. "As expected, something is still missing."

Thankfully, he had not fallen for this damned system's trap.

If he had impulsively spent everything he owned, only to receive a pair of Byakugan he could not use, he would have nowhere to cry.

"In that case, only the second method is relatively safe and reliable." Hyuga Yunchuan frowned.

The Hyuga Clan's Byakugan should have been purer than those of the Ōtsutsuki Clan on the moon. The only problem was that their numbers were far inferior to an Ōtsutsuki Clan that had peacefully occupied the moon for thousands of years. He did not know whether gouging out the eyes of the entire clan would be enough to fuse a Tenseigan...

"Cough, cough."

As that thought arose, Hyuga Yunchuan could not help coughing. He hurriedly muttered an apology in his heart.

Gouging out everyone's eyes was simply too evil. He was not some beast like Uchiha Itachi.

He only needed to take the eyes of those Hyuga Clan members who had awakened them. There was no use taking the eyes of ordinary people who had not awakened theirs anyway.

Of course, he could not do this himself.

He had a better candidate.

Now, he only had to wait for those old bastards to reveal their ugly faces.