Chapter 179
Preparing to Bully the Lonely Old Man on the Moon
Chapter 179 Preparing to Bully the Lonely Old Man on the Moon
The night is deep and still.
A crescent moon hung high in the sky, its cool, silvery light spilling onto the ancient and solemn territory of the Hyuga clan, casting a hazy, frosty hue over the layered eaves and solemn courtyards.
The vast majority of villagers were already fast asleep, and even the ANBU ninjas responsible for nighttime vigilance had chakra fluctuations that appeared regular and low under Kagura's Mind's Eye perception.
However, at the edge of the village's barrier, in the shadow of a dense forest far from the hustle and bustle, two auras, completely out of place with the entire Leaf Village and even the entire earth, descended silently like pebbles thrown into a lake.
Without any spatial fluctuations or chakra explosions, they simply appeared there abruptly, as if they had always belonged to that void.
Ōtsutsuki Toneri and his father, Ōtsutsuki Sakuto.
Both of them were dressed in moon-white, simple-style wide-sleeved kimonos, the fabric of which shimmered with a strange luster that was neither silk nor linen under the moonlight.
The tall Shuo Ren exuded an aura of almost withered silence. His face was covered by a strange mask made of pale white bones, revealing only his tightly closed eyes and his cold, hard jawline.
The young servant also had his eyes closed, his white hair as white as snow, his face as delicate as a lifeless porcelain doll, and his skin an unnatural paleness in the dim moonlight.
Their "vision" does not rely on the naked eye, but on a spiritual perception that originates from their bloodline and transcends common sense—the eye of the heart.
"Father, is this the place?" Sheren's voice was ethereal, carrying the innocence of a child, yet possessing a calmness beyond his years.
"Hmm." Shuo Ren's voice was hoarse and aged, like the rustling of withered leaves: "A thousand years of exile, a thousand years of waiting... finally we set foot on this land that our ancestors once protected. Alas, our eyes have returned to the stars."
He tilted his head slightly, as if "looking" at the bright moon hanging in the sky, his tone carrying an indescribable complex emotion, a mix of reminiscence, responsibility, and a hint of barely perceptible greed.
The invisible spiritual perception spread like mercury across the leaf, silently covering the area that belonged to the Hyuga clan.
In the world of the mind's eye, colors fade, leaving only countless chakra points of light that twinkle and flow like stars.
The Hyuga ninja guarding the clan's territory, the sleeping clansmen, and even the unique chakra patterns of the Caged Bird Seal, which carried a sense of restraint and pain.
Everything was clearly visible in their perception.
The Shuo people's "gaze" lingered for a long time on two exceptionally bright and pure chakra sources deep within their clan's territory.
One is slightly larger, warm and gentle, like the warm jade of early spring; the other is smaller, but even more pure and flawless, like a newborn star.
"Hyuga... Ha, that's a branch of our ancestors' bloodline left in the human world." Sakuto's tone carried a hint of condescending indifference and barely perceptible disdain.
"Guarding with a pair of degraded eyes, equally trapped in the ridiculous shackles of the main family and branch family, smugly congratulating themselves in a birdcage called 'guardianship'." The contempt in his words was like a cold blade.
“Their bloodline is already mixed up and bound by worldly rules and ridiculous curses. However…” He paused, his voice carrying a hint of surprise and delight.
"In this generation, two hidden gems have emerged. The girl named Hinata Hyuga has a bloodline so pure that it far surpasses that of the current head of the family. Even more remarkable is the infant Hanabi Hyuga, whose eyes are so pure that they are almost perfect, like uncut jade."
The servant's mind stirred slightly.
His "mind's eye" involuntarily focused on that warm and gentle source of chakra.
The mental perception outlined a vague yet clear silhouette: a girl with short, dark blue hair, sleeping peacefully in her room, her breathing even and long.
Her sleeping face was serene, with a natural gentleness and kindness in her eyes, as if it could soothe all the hostility in the world.
A strange feeling, unlike anything he had ever experienced before, quietly grew in the young Shiren's heart, like a small flower blooming in the cold, moonlit soil.
He subconsciously memorized that name: Hinata Hyuga.
"Shuren." Shuo Ren's deep voice interrupted Shuren's thoughts, carrying an unquestionable authority and a heavy sense of entrustment on his deathbed.
"My time... is running out. When you come of age and your power is sufficient to control the giant Tenseigan, you must descend upon this place and marry Hinata Hyuga. Her bloodline will help you give birth to even more powerful offspring, continuing the glory of my Otsutsuki Hamura lineage. As for that pure little girl, Hanabi..." Sakuto's voice suddenly turned cold and cruel.
"Her eyes will be the key, the final piece of the puzzle to help you truly awaken the Eye of Rebirth, control the power of the stars, and complete your ancestors' long-cherished wish to purify the earth! At that time, take her eyes and transplant them into your own body!"
The Shuo people's tone revealed a morbid fanaticism; for the sake of that legendary pupil technique, they were willing to sacrifice even family ties and morality.
"Yes, Father." The servant's face seemed to show no change in expression, he simply nodded slightly.
That budding affection seemed so insignificant in the face of the cold mission and the father's powerful will, and was easily suppressed into the deepest part of her heart.
Like ghosts under the moon, the father and son whispered in the dense forest, planning a cold and cruel future for the Hinata sisters.
They considered themselves superior beings, looking down upon the "filth" on earth, completely unaware that beneath the vast and boundless starry sky above them, atop an unnamed mountain tens of kilometers away, another pair of invisible "eyes," like the most sophisticated radar, were firmly locked onto them!
The shadow clone with a pockmarked face sat cross-legged on the cold mountain rock, its eyes closed, like a sculpture blending into the night.
Kagura's Mind's Eye, with its vast perception covering the entire Hidden Leaf Village and its surrounding area, acted like a radar, clearly reflecting back every move of the Otsutsuki father and son, and every subtle change in their chakra.
Their locations, their conversations, and even the decaying vitality of the Shuo people were all precisely captured, analyzed, and recorded by the shadow clone.
As the figures of Sakuto and Toneri disappeared silently as if blending into the night, not at high speed, but as their chakra reactions became extremely weak and quickly receded into the distance, the shadow clone immediately opened its eyes.
Without the slightest hesitation, he sped like an arrow, maintaining a safe distance of about fifty kilometers along the faint, almost non-existent chakra trajectory locked by Kagura's Mind Eye, silently racing over the continuous mountains and forests.
The chase lasted for several hours, traversing vast forests and rugged mountains.
Finally, that faint chakra signal completely disappeared deep within a remote primeval forest near the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Grass.
The vanishing point points to a massive, roaring waterfall plunging into a deep pool.
The shadow clone hovered above the waterfall, and Kagura's Mind's Eye, like invisible tentacles, meticulously scanned the damp rock walls behind the waterfall, the rushing water, the bottomless pool, and every inch of the surrounding land.
Finally, behind the waterfall's curtain of water, deep within a rock crevice cleverly concealed by vines and moss, he caught a faint trace of spatial fluctuations and a cool, ancient aura, distinct from natural energy.
The shadow clone pierced through the curtain of water and landed silently on the slippery platform behind the rock crevice.
Ahead is the entrance to a natural cave, eroded by water.
The cave was pitch black, except for a faint, eerie green light emanating from its depths, as if from the earth's core.
He cautiously entered the cave.
The cave walls were slippery, and the dripping sound of water was particularly clear in the silence.
After going down several dozen meters, the space suddenly opened up.
A huge underground cavern came into view.
In the center of the cave is a spring that emits a soft, ethereal green light.
The spring water is not ordinary groundwater; its light originates from deep within the spring, as if it were a source of light from another world.
Even more striking is the fact that, right in the center of the cave's arched dome, on a naturally formed rock, a huge "阿" character, emitting a faint white light, is clearly engraved.
"As expected, it's here, just like in the movie." The shadow clone recalled fragmented information about the movie from its memories.
This is the entrance to the passage to the moon! The shadow clone's eyes were solemn.
He did not approach the strange spring and runes rashly, but quickly retreated back to the entrance of the cave.
He took out a specially made kunai from his ninja tool bag. The blade of the kunai was engraved with an extremely complex Flying Thunder God Technique incantation. He then deeply embedded the kunai into a crevice in a solid rock at the entrance of the cave, ensuring that it was stable and concealed.
After doing all this, the shadow clone took one last look at the shimmering depths of the cave, confirming that the coordinate markings were correct.
Immediately, he decisively dispelled his own existence.
At the same time, in Menma's training room in Konoha Village.
The face-numbed body, which was sitting cross-legged, suddenly opened its eyes.
The shadow clone brought back a wealth of information: the cold conversation between the Otsutsuki father and son, Toneri's subtle affection for Hinata, Sakuren's cruel plan, the location of the cave, the spring water emitting a ghostly blue light, and the chilling "A" sigma on the dome.
Like a surging tide, it instantly flooded his mind.
A fleeting glint of icy killing intent flashed in Mianma's eyes, quickly replaced by a deep calculation.
Boy, you are ready to die!
“Otsutsuki Toneri’s father should only be an elite Jonin, after all, he was a dying man and Toneri was only a seven or eight-year-old child; but we have to be wary of that giant Tenseigan.” Menma pondered.
This trip to the moon is also an opportunity to broaden one's horizons, and Hyuga Hizashi will definitely be taken along to see the world, after all, they are descendants of Hamura.
Then you might even encounter Hamura's soul. That old guy doesn't interfere in the mortal world, and he didn't even show up when the Otsutsuki main family on the moon was wiped out.
But if we could talk to Hamura and get him and Rokudo no Tomoya to stop bothering me, that would be fine.
"Let's take Uchiha Hikari with us too. She's the strongest. Even if Hamura takes me away to chat, she can handle Toneri and his son all by herself."
"Whirlpool Vanilla... um, bring that too; the Giant Tenseigan has many sealing techniques, and those numerous puppets, the sealing techniques might come in handy."
'Since we've taken both of them, Uchiha Shisui definitely can't stay in the Land of Stars; we have to take him with us. So let's take Kaguya Kimimaro along too, just to give Hizashi a little shock.'
Bai... his strength is not enough, so he will not participate for the time being.
'Uchiha, Uzumaki, Kaguya, plus Hyuga Hizashi, hmm, the true successor of Konoha is in my hands!'
After confirming the team members to participate in the bullying of the elderly man and the eight-year-old child on the moon, Menma slowly stood up.
The next moment, it disappeared from the room.
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Late at night.
Deep within the Hyuga clan's vast mansion complex, the branch family area, bathed in moonlight, was eerily silent.
Only in the study of Hyuga Hizashi, the patriarch of the branch family, did a faint, yellowish light still shine through.
Hyuga Hizashi sat behind the large desk, his back habitually ramrod straight, yet he could not hide the weight that had accumulated between his brows over the years.
The room was simply furnished, reflecting the meticulousness and restraint characteristic of the Hyuga clan.
He was deep in thought, staring at an old scroll, the "bird in a cage" curse mark on his forehead, a symbol of enslavement, glaringly obvious in the flickering candlelight.
The air seemed to freeze for a moment.
A person appeared silently in the shadowy corner of the study.
His signature black robe and the cloak with the nine-faced Suvaha pattern shimmered mysteriously in the lamplight, and his face was covered by a cold, expressionless white three-eyed fox mask.
An understated yet unsettling sense of oppression, like a volcano about to erupt, instantly filled the entire study, freezing the air itself.
This caused Rizashi's heart to tighten suddenly, his body to tense instantly, and he reflexively tried to get up.
The Asura of the Ninja World!
The comings and goings of 'Shura' are like ghosts, far exceeding the limits of Nichi's understanding.
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the turmoil churning within him, and slowly lowered his tense hands.
Without unnecessary probing or pointless small talk, Richa knew his place.
He lowered his once-noble head, knelt on one knee, and said in a voice with a hint of barely perceptible reverence, "Lord Shura, what are your orders for coming here so late at night?"
Faced with absolute power and that faint but only hope, he chose to submit.
The figure in the shadows took a step forward, the candlelight illuminating the white three-eyed fox mask and outlining the jawline beneath it.
Shura's voice was calm and even, yet it clearly pierced through the silence of the study: "Tomorrow night at midnight, the Valley of the End."
Hiji suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
Mianma seemed to see through his doubts.
Instead of immediately answering "where to?", he dropped a bombshell: "To meet your distant relatives from the Hyuga clan."
"A distant relative?" Rizashi's face was filled with astonishment and confusion.
As a powerful clan in the ninja world, the Hyuga clan naturally had many close ninja clans, such as the Kaguya clan, which was wiped out in Kirigakure, and the Kaguya clan.
(PS: The Taketori clan is set as a separate ninja clan here because a child from the Taketori clan appeared in Boruto, and he looked completely different from the Kaguya clan, who was wiped out. Therefore, the Taketori and Kaguya are set as two different ninja clans.)
However, it is clear that Shura was not referring to the Kaguya clan or the Kaguya clan.
After only a moment's thought, Hizashi recalled the 'historical fragments' that Shura had shown him.
That ninja clan that once hunted down the Hyuga clan and collected the Hyuga Byakugan!
That mysterious ninja clan, which he had searched through the history books of the branch family but could not find the slightest trace of in the historical records!
The thought exploded into an unprecedented blank and turbulent mind!
Shura's figure remained standing in place, his gaze beneath the mask deep and unfathomable, silently watching the incredulous astonishment on Hizashi's face.
Inside the study, only the restless flickering of the oil lamp flame and the suddenly heavy breathing of Hizashi remained.
"Yes, sir!" Hyuga Hizashi's heart also began to stir.
It wasn't out of curiosity about that history, but because that giant eyeball would be the key to breaking their "caged bird" curse!
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