Stealing Leisure Amidst Busyness to Return to Campus, Sasuke's Awei Eighteen Styles, Laughing to Death

The talk-no-jutsu incident.

It ended with the fall of the invincible A.

Although the Ninja World had calmed down, Qingwu remarked, "The seeds of hatred have already been sown. When the time comes, it will only take a small push for them to beat each other's brains out."

"After all, they are young now."

"They have drive."

"And even more ambition!"

Following this, the Hyuga clan collaborated with various factions, and shops began to sprout up like bamboo shoots after a spring rain.

Qingwu began to roll out his industries: hot pot restaurants, Chinese stir-fry, spicy hot pot, milk tea.

"Dongguan-style massages, Thai services, medicinal moxibustion, acupuncture, KTV, Heaven on Earth, Winnie lingerie shows... newspapers, novels, manga, and films. Every aspect of entertainment was covered."

Jiraiya: "Hehe~ This is paradise..."

When there is money to be made, everyone joins in.

All the factions in the village participated. Since these were entertainment and supplementary industries, they didn't infringe upon the core interests of other groups, essentially becoming a win-win cooperation.

Those who didn't want to win-win were already lying in the dirt.

Qingwu: "Don't joke around. Any faction capable of obtaining a Youth-Preserving Pill is a regional powerhouse. If they can't even handle these trivial matters, they shouldn't be in the game. Trash deserves to be wiped out."

In short.

In the eyes of others, the Hyuga clan had gone off the rails.

They transformed from a ninja clan into a business clan. Aside from necessary posts the village insisted on keeping, the clan's ninjas abandoned the profession entirely to go home, do business, and raise children.

Konoha F4: "A short-sighted clan, not worth worrying about."

Danzo said coldly, "Without strength, no matter how much money the Hyuga have, they are just our future wallet, just like the Uchiha." Ever since he regained his youth, he had become more confident and composed.

"That's right, the Hyuga are not a concern, but we must ensure they are never idle." Mitokado Homura chimed in quickly; if Sarutobi and Danzo said it was good, then it had to be good.

"Boil the frog in warm water and wear them out," Utatane Koharu said viciously, still nursing the grudge of being slapped in the face.

"Yes, let's do that." Sarutobi Hiruzen was very satisfied. The ideas were all theirs, and the words were all spoken by them.

A shadow flickered in Danzo's eyes. Damn Hiruzen, playing this game again. Just wait for me. Once my influence expands a bit more, you can wait to step down and retire.

Hmm, just breaking all their chakra meridians will suffice.

Let them be ordinary old folks.

At the end of the day, he still had feelings for Sarutobi Hiruzen.

He didn't want to go too far.

Afterward.

The F4 often secretly lent a hand, helping the Hyuga expand their business to ensure the clan had even less time to train.

Qingwu smiled: My Small World has a training room with a 1:10 time dilation, just so you know. Everyone still has plenty of spare time.

The influence of the Hyuga clan grew larger and larger, and even with the help of the elders and Hiashi's brothers, the clan affairs were numerous.

Great Elder Hyuga Hoze: "Qingwu, you brat, you can't just watch us old folks working hard while you, a young man, rest..."

Qingwu looked at the mountain of files in agony: "Grandfather, I'm still just a child." He was faking it; he could solve anything with a scan of his Divine Self. He had all sorts of processing opinions.

He was just afraid of more work. Qingwu enjoyed the thrill of slacking off while on the clock.

Hyuga Hoze laughed and scolded: "Cut the crap, kid. In our day, six or seven-year-olds were already on the battlefield, and many in their teens were already heads of households with wives and children... You just want to be lazy, don't try to fool me..."

Qingwu feared lectures the most: "Grandfather, I was wrong. I'll work hard, I'll study hard..."

"Good, then this pile of files is yours. I have some tricky matters to handle..." Hyuga Hoze moved a stack of files to Qingwu, not caring whether he was willing or not.

"What kind of matters? Do you need help, Grandfather?" Qingwu asked with genuine concern, wondering what could possibly be tricky for the old man.

"No need, I can handle it myself..."

"Alright, just say the word if you need anything, Grandfather." Qingwu assumed the old man was just being proud and didn't want to show weakness in front of his grandson.

Hyuga Hoze nodded in satisfaction, then lowered his head to continue working: on the file, it read Jin Ping Mei. It was clearly the novel Qingwu had published under the name of a shadow clone.

"Truly good stuff..."

Qingwu would probably cry if he knew.

Tricky matters.

It was just this?!

"The old man is really something~"

For once, Qingwu didn't send a shadow clone to school; he came in person to slack off, tease his friends, relax his mood, and incidentally hug and kiss his big and little wives.

He didn't expect to be intercepted by Sasuke.

"Hyuga Seigo, fight me."

At first, he was unwilling, but eventually, Seigo was so pestered by Sasuke that he had no choice but to play along.

"Take this! Crow Sits on Plane."

"Fierce Tiger Shadow Climbs Mountain."

"Tornado Destroys Parking Lot."

"Black Tiger Steals Heart."

"Poison Dragon Drill..." Sasuke began a storm of attacks, unleashing various taijutsu techniques that Seigo had taught the group.

"Look, someone is sparring..."

"It looks like Sasuke and Seigo..."

"So amazing, I can't even see the speed of their exchanges. These two are just too strong..."

The surrounding crowd began to whisper; after all, one was the head of the prestigious Hyuga clan, and the other was a member of the Uchiha clan. Their battle naturally drew everyone's attention.

"Hahaha~ I'm dying of laughter."

"How does Sasuke manage to shout those names while fighting without cracking up? Damn... Guanyin Makes Face... impressive... hahaha~"

Seigo chuckled to himself, glad that Sasuke didn't know the hidden meanings behind these moves, or he might have died of shame.

Awei Eighteen Styles.

Seigo had almost forgotten he'd even taught them.

"Old Man Pushes Cart~" Sasuke unleashed another move.

While parrying Sasuke's attacks, Seigo exclaimed in admiration, "Impressive, Sasuke, you actually learned all of these. You really are a genius~ a taijutsu genius." His tone was unreadable.

"Hmph~ is it that hard? I am an Uchiha." Uchiha Sasuke let out a cold snort, his eyes flashing with pride.

"Pfft~ hahaha..." He couldn't hold it in anymore.

"Fine, fine, you're the best, you're amazing, my bro, six-six-six~" Seigo gave a thumbs up with a smile on his face, happy to play along and have fun with his friend.

"Zhongchu... Zhongchu... Continuous Zhongchu..."

However, as time passed, Sasuke's offensive grew more intense, and the power behind his strikes increased: "Then taste your own medicine, ha~ Poison Dragon Drill."

"Oh, oh~ this move is too dangerous. Pfft..."

Seigo was really struggling, trying to hold back his laughter while fighting; Sasuke shouting these names with such a straight face was just too hilarious.

"Hyuga Seigo, I've put up with you for a long time! Laughing, what's so funny? Dragon Claw Hand Grabs Breasts..." Sasuke was confused, but he knew he was being mocked, so he attacked even more frantically...

"Nothing, nothing, I'm just losing my mind, pfft... hahaha..." Seigo couldn't help it again when he heard the name.

Damn, when did I teach him that?

I really am a genius.

"Ahhh~ shut up, stop laughing..."

Unfortunately, using the moves Seigo taught him against Seigo himself was like trying to teach a fish how to swim.

"That's a strong strike, but it's useless against me."

Seigo easily dismantled every one of Sasuke's moves and accurately found his openings. "Alright, let's use some serious moves, otherwise I'm afraid I'll laugh myself to death."

"Are you playing with me? Get serious!"

This made Sasuke feel extremely humiliated.

"You don't want to? Then try this: Yama's Three Point Strike... Tiger Claw Extinction Strike... Raptor Predation..."

Sasuke didn't back down; instead, he became increasingly violent, even letting a hint of killing intent slip through.

"He's losing his cool?! Or is he harboring a grudge..."

Seigo narrowed his eyes slightly. Regardless of the reason, it was no excuse to direct killing intent at him. He didn't coddle Sasuke, and his speed increased significantly.

At the same time, he shook his head inwardly.

"Is there something wrong with Sasuke? Shouldn't you be happy that I'm pointing out your flaws? You can only become stronger by knowing your weaknesses and correcting them. Why do you look so resentful?"

(Sasuke: Bastard, you've been laughing at me since the fight started, how can I not be angry? You jerk, for three years...)

"If you can't face your own shortcomings, sigh~ with that mindset, how are you going to beat Itachi?"

Thinking this, Seigo struck even faster, never considering that it was his own mockery that caused Sasuke to lose control.

"Pfft~" A punch landed on Uchiha Sasuke's abdomen. Overcome by sharp pain, Sasuke let out a groan and fell to his knees.

"Impossible, the Sharingan didn't even see it." Sasuke looked on in disbelief; he hadn't seen it coming.

"As expected, Lord Seigo is stronger..."

"Of course, after all, Seigo-kun is the head of the Hyuga, he has to be stronger..."

The onlookers were not surprised by the result, as Seigo was the Hyuga clan head (outsiders didn't know about the Hyuga ceremony, as having outsiders enter their inner sanctum was a scandal).

"Clap, clap."

Seigo clapped his hands and straightened his clothes: "Sasuke, the outcome is decided. Let's end the sparring here. I'm going to find Hinata and the others, let's go in together..."

"Hmph~ I haven't lost yet. Don't you dare leave..." Sasuke climbed up, his face cold and stern: "Again..."

"Or are you afraid..."