"'dawn'?"
Obito pondered the name, an indescribable excitement gleamed in his single eye, as if a flame was burning fiercely within his chest.
"That's right, let's call it 'Xiao'." A meaningful smile played on Gen'yō's lips. His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the obsidian throne, producing a crisp sound. "The business we conduct in broad daylight brings order and unity to this world. But some things are destined to be traded only in the shadows; they will bring us true wealth and power, unbound by any rules."
"And this 'dawn' will be the first ray of light to tear through this darkness. We will define the rules of this dark world."
Obito's breathing quickened instantly. He understood all too well what Gen'yō meant. No matter how much money legitimate businesses made, it couldn't compare to those truly forbidden black market transactions that satisfied humanity's most primal desires.
"Boss, what do you suggest? I've been fed up with those black market guys for ages. They're all hiding their true colors, selling junk at ridiculously high prices!" Obito was itching to get started, itching to get right to it.
"Don't rush. If we're going to do it, we'll be the biggest. We'll monopolize it." A calculating glint flashed in Gen'yō's eyes. A massive, disruptive plan was slowly taking shape in his mind. "This new 'Akatsuki' can't be just a simple mercenary organization like before."
It will be a multi-layered business empire.
Gen'yō stood up and walked to the center of the hall. A huge Genjutsu projection unfolded behind him, forming a complex organizational chart.
"The outermost layer is ' White Akatsuki '," Gen'yō said, pointing to the very top of the structural diagram. "It will consist of puppet merchants we've supported, operating legitimate chambers of commerce, auction houses, and even charities around the world. They'll be responsible for intelligence gathering, money laundering, and finding potential 'clients' for us."
"The middle layer is ' Gray Akatsuki '." Gen'yō's finger slid down. "This layer will be personally led by you, and its members must be absolutely loyal Uchiha elites. You will be responsible for handling 'high-end business' that ' White Akatsuki ' cannot handle, such as accepting secret commissions from daimyo or powerful forces, assassinations, coups, protecting important figures, and so on. You will be the highest-paid, most reputable, and most feared mercenary group in the underworld."
"And at its core is ' Black Akatsuki.'" Gen'yō's voice was extremely low, as if carrying a hint of demonic power from hell. "This level is known only to you and me. Here, we will sell the most precious and forbidden things in the world."
"What is that?" Obito asked curiously.
"Everything." Gen'yō's answer was simple yet domineering. "S-rank Scroll of Seals, lost secret techniques, even detailed surgical reports and theoretical analyses on how to awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan and how to transplant Kekkei Genkai..."
"We're not selling commodities; we're selling power, desire—the key that can elevate an ordinary person to the top and help an ambitious person realize their dreams!"
hiss!
Obito gasped. He was utterly stunned by Gen'yō's crazy yet grand idea.
This isn't just about establishing an underground trading company; it's clearly about becoming a "wish-granting machine" for all ambitious people in the Shinobi World! It's about manipulating the entire world's trajectory by selling power!
"But boss, where are we going to get those S-rank forbidden techniques? We can't just sell off all of the Uchiha's resources, can we?" Obito raised a crucial question.
"Family assets?" Gen'yō laughed dismissively. " Obito, you need to broaden your perspective. The future of the Uchiha is the stars and the sea, the Heavenly Floating City, and the Susanoo army. What's the difference between those so-called forbidden techniques and children's scribbles in our eyes?"
With a thought, he directly connected with the Clan Reproduction System in his mind.
[Ding! Consuming 100,000 Clan Prosperity, the " Forbidden Jutsu Database " has been unlocked!]
In an instant, an unimaginably vast virtual bookshelf appeared in Gen'yō's sea of consciousness.
"The Perfect Summoning Contract Signing Method of Impure World Reincarnation ", " The Eight Gates Released Formation: Training Manual for Opening the First Seventh Gate Without Damage", "On the Spatial Coordinate Optimization and Multiple Marking of the Flying Thunder God Formula ", "The Reverse Break and Soul Extraction of the Reaper Death Seal "...
Thousands upon thousands of scrolls were on display, each name enough to drive any Kage Level powerhouse mad!
"These are the first batch of 'goods' from our Akatsuki organization." Gen'yō took out a dozen black scrolls that were flashing with a dangerous light from his system space and threw them to Obito.
"Spread the word. Say that an organization called 'Akatsuki' has appeared in the shadows, capable of granting anyone's wish, as long as they can afford the price."
"Our first deal needs to be spectacular and impactful." Gen'yō's gaze seemed to pierce through time and space, looking at the man who had just been terrified by him and was now hiding in a dark, damp cave licking his wounds.
"Go, contact our old friend who's extremely obsessed with immortality and science."
"Tell Orochimaru that I have a preliminary feasibility report on the 'fusion of Dragon Vein energy and soul,' and ask him if he's interested. As for the price of the exchange..."
A cruel smile curled at the corner of Gen'yō's mouth.
"I want him to exchange everything he has learned in his life, including ' Living Corpse Reincarnation ' and all the forbidden techniques he has developed."
Just as Obito orders, filled with excitement and awe, preparing to create this dark empire that was destined to shake the entire Shinobi World...
Deep within the devastated underground base of Otogakure, in the Land of Rice Fields of Otogakure, a place recently ravaged by the power of Kamui.
Orochimaru, reborn from the ashes but severely weakened, leaned against the wall, still shaken. The voice of Gen'yō, like a divine pronouncement, still echoed in his mind, and his body was trembling uncontrollably.
He vowed that he would never have anything to do with that monster again in his life.
However, at that very moment, at one of his secret contact points in the black market, a scroll bearing his signature snake mark suddenly unfurled without warning. A line of text slowly emerged on it in blood-red ink.
"Mortal who aspires to reach the realm of the gods, do you yearn for true immortality? -- Dawn."
Orochimaru's golden vertical pupils suddenly contracted to pinpoints!
Just as he was about to destroy the eerie scroll, the second line of text appeared. Each word was like a heavy hammer, striking deep into his soul.
" Dragon Vein... Soul... Fusion..."