Indra watched the disciples below struggle through their training, suffering setback after setback yet gritting their teeth and pressing on. Then he looked at the gentle trust in his father's eyes.
Little by little, he suppressed the resistance, impatience, and disdain in his heart.
After a long silence, Indra, who had always been aloof and self-centered, finally nodded slowly and agreed in a low voice.
"...I understand."
The entire Shinobi World erupted. Everyone stared at the Sky Screen as the Ninshu disciples repeatedly lost control, unable to rein in their power, and the discussions showed no sign of stopping.
"My goodness, so the chakra the Sage bestowed was this hard to control! It wasn't a power ordinary people could handle at all!"
"No wonder these disciples couldn't use the sage seeds they'd received. They had a mountain of treasure but no way to access it. They might as well have received nothing!"
"Now I completely understand Indra. Anyone watching a bunch of people fumble around with top-tier power and waste it would look down on them!"
"A waste of time and a waste of fundamental chakra. He wasn't wrong at all!"
Many shinobi did not know whether to laugh or cry, marveling at how skillfully the Sage of Six Paths guided people.
"You have to hand it to the Sage of Six Paths! He knew exactly how to get through to people! Reasoning didn't work, criticism didn't work, but one expression of trust and a task entrusted to him had that prickly genius Indra completely under his thumb!"
"He actually got Indra, the one who looked down on the weak the most, to willingly swallow his pride and help ordinary people solve their problems!"
"As expected of the Uchiha Clan's ancestor!"
"Honestly, with Indra's talent, he might really find a