As long as he gathered a pair of Jōgan, he could gain countless dōjutsu abilities. The thought left him utterly astounded.
"I wonder what the clone ability is like."
"Let's give it a try."
"Dōjutsu—Clone."
Just then, Senju Fujima used a basic ability, activating the dōjutsu. His ocular power dwindled slightly.
"Buzz...!"
A blue light shone from Senju Fujima's blue eyes. In front of him, eight clones appeared, each bearing some resemblance to him. They were lifeless, like dead objects.
"These are the clones?"
"They can use my cells to create physical copies of me, each with ninety percent of my abilities. They can't use the Jōgan, but they can use everything else. What a powerful dōjutsu."
"I only need to infuse each one with a trace of my soul, and I'll be able to control them as easily as my own limbs."
"This is practically a body outside the body!"
"What a powerful ability. Excellent, excellent."
Senju Fujima's lips curled slightly as he looked at the bodies before him. He split off eight portions of his soul and sent one into each clone.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz...!"
As soon as Senju Fujima infused his soul into the eight bodies, they radiated dazzling golden light.
"Hmm?"
"Hmm?"
The next moment, the golden light slipped into the bodies. All eight opened their eyes—but instead of the Jōgan, they had Rinnegan. One after another, they sat up.
"Greetings, my true self."
"Greetings, my true self."
The eight bodies stood up, shut off their Rinnegan, and returned to their normal expressions. Then they bowed to Senju Fujima.
"Good. You can all get up."
"We're all one, so there's no need for formalities."
"Since you each have your own consciousness, even though my main consciousness controls you, you're still individual beings."
"So I'll give you