Afraid of Causing Sasuke Trouble, So You Want Me to Die?

My own body... Fine, cultivation it is. I got used to it in the last world anyway. But can you tell me what this Spirit Energy Converter is? Are you sure you didn't deliberately set it at ten thousand points just to drain every last point I've earned?

Cultivation was no big deal. He had already gotten used to it in his last world.

But the Spirit Energy Converter placed at the very top of the shop made A Luo extremely unhappy, especially at that price. It really did not intend to leave him even a single point!

[Required by the host's body. This price is already the discounted price for a first purchase in a new world. When making your first item purchase in a new world, please choose carefully.]

The system's explanation was straightforward. It made it impossible for A Luo to decide against buying it.

He opened the item details and saw what this discounted price meant.

[Spirit Energy Converter: Unique item. Can convert other forms of energy into spirit energy. Original price: 1,000,000. First item purchase benefit price in a new world: 10,000.]

A simple introduction, yet it was a unique item.

And its original price was one million points, while it now cost only ten thousand...

Although A Luo ached over the points he had just acquired, he had no choice. Once he came back to life, he would have to begin cultivating.

The key feature of this Spirit Energy Converter was that it could convert any other kind of energy into spirit energy for him to absorb. It could be used not only in this world, but anywhere he went in the future.

[Purchased Spirit Energy Converter. Consumed 10,000 points. Permanent item. Fused. The host may choose to activate or deactivate it. No cost to activate/deactivate.]

After the purchase was completed and the system provided this information, it fell silent again.

A Luo did not feel like calling the system out for idle chatter yet. He needed to figure out how exactly this Spirit Energy Converter worked.

This frail, sickly body had to be adjusted until it could at least move normally. Only then could he consider how to grow stronger in the future.

And he also had to think about how to get through the upcoming resurrection first.

Screams and crying came from outside. A Luo knew that Sasuke Uchiha had returned home and been dragged into Tsukuyomi by Itachi Uchiha.

Poor Sasuke...

Now that I have my own body, my brain seems a little slower too. I'm even more pathetic than he is right now!

A Luo suddenly realized that he should stop feeling sorry for Sasuke. At least Sasuke still had an older brother protecting him, and even at the moment of their deaths, his parents had been thinking about finding someone to care for him.

Sasuke and he were twins. He had been locked in a small courtyard for eight years, and the only time he had ever left it was when he had been dragged out to die...

He wondered whether Konoha would be willing to keep such a useless member of the Uchiha clan after he came back to life.

Probably, his current identity label was that of a thoroughly frail and useless burden.

"Who dug out Fugaku Uchiha's eyes?"

The door suddenly opened. In the moonlight, a man with half his face wrapped in bandages entered, leaning on a cane.

He had the masked ninja following him come over and turn over Fugaku Uchiha's corpse, which lay facedown on the floor. Seeing the empty eye sockets, he was furious.

"Fugaku Uchiha dug out his own eyes before his death. It appears... it appears that he destroyed them himself!"

A Root captain knelt on the floor. After examining Fugaku Uchiha's body, he discovered that Fugaku had removed his own eyes.

As for where they had gone...

They could not be entirely certain. But since they could not find the removed eyes, they could only endure Danzo Shimura's anger and piece together a possible conclusion from the evidence at hand.

"Useless trash!"

Danzo Shimura cursed. It was unclear whom he was cursing. Then he turned and led his people out of the room.

The Root captain swiftly removed Mikoto Uchiha's eyes before leaving to follow after him.

As for the Uchiha clan's third young master, who was in a state of suspended death, he did not receive so much as a glance.

The corpse of a useless boy was worth less than that of an ordinary person. So long as no traces of chakra were found, no one would care about him.

The group from Root left, digging out an unknown number of eyes along the way.

After they had gone far away, a masked figure appeared. He crouched beside the bodies of Fugaku Uchiha and Mikoto Uchiha to inspect them, then shook his head and prepared to leave.

Yet before departing, he suddenly turned back to look at the child lying on the floor, clearly dead beyond doubt.

"Poor little one. If your body had been a little healthier, or if you had been born a few years earlier, you should have been a qualified Uchiha. Too bad your fate was terrible..."

Obito Uchiha crouched down and reached out to pat the cold little face.

He knew this child. The entire Uchiha clan knew him, though very few had ever seen this frail young master.

"What are you doing?"

Itachi Uchiha had already finished his "farewell" with Sasuke. He had intended to take one more look at his parents' bodies before leaving, only to find this man touching his little brother's corpse.

This little brother...

If he had not been in a state where he could die at any moment, Itachi would have found a way to keep him alive as well. But the truth was that living would only bring him suffering...

"Itachi, leaving behind one little brother or two should have been the same. Why didn't you keep him too? This child never even got to leave the house. He had not even seen what Konoha looked like, had he?"

Obito Uchiha withdrew his hand and stood up, continuing to stare at the tiny corpse. With a sigh that did not suit his current identity, he asked the question A Luo wanted to ask as well.

Leaving behind one or two children probably would not have made any difference to Konoha.

"Keeping such trash would have been useless. Father and Mother considered that too, which was why they took him with them."

Itachi Uchiha snorted coldly, glanced at the masked man, and turned to walk outside.

This younger brother had been a tiny bundle at birth and had gradually grown up. Even though his parents had always told him not to divide his attention too much, this was still his brother. How could he not care?

But they had already made their choice. Some words could no longer be spoken...

"Itachi, you truly are heartless. They are both your younger brothers, yet Sasuke gets protection and expectations while he becomes the one cast aside. Do you think his soul might be here watching? He must have cried pitifully before he died. Do you think his soul is here now, watching you..."

Obito Uchiha continued, trying to stir Itachi Uchiha's emotions.

Unfortunately, he received no response.

Itachi Uchiha ignored him completely. While Obito was speaking, he had already hurried far away.

"My, my, how cruel, how cruel. How could you treat them so differently? He's a little brother too, a little brother too..."

After Itachi Uchiha left without looking back, Obito Uchiha suddenly flung his arms around like he had gone mad and wailed a few times.

Then he lowered his head to look at the dead child once more, adjusted his mask, and went out to catch up with Itachi Uchiha.