A large amount of information about this ninjutsu rapidly flooded into Gento's mind.
Gento quickly grasped the structure of this new ninjutsu.
Simply put, this ninjutsu was quite similar to the Hyuga clan's "Caged Bird," both directly acting on the target through a formula to achieve deep control.
Although Pakura had already handed her body over to him, the human heart was fickle.
To be safe, it was better to completely take control with the slave mark.
Thus, Gento pulled Pakura, who was tidying up the scene, into his arms.
"Ah!"
Caught off guard, Pakura let out a soft cry, then raised her eyes in embarrassment and anger to glare at him:
"You… you still want more?"
"Lie on the bed and relax your mind!"
Pakura froze for a moment, but ultimately complied and lay flat.
Then, Gento placed his hand on Pakura's smooth lower abdomen.
"Yin Sealing: Slave Mark!"
Chakra surged from his palm, slowly seeping into Pakura's body.
The skin on her lower abdomen gradually revealed fine red patterns, which eventually converged into a heart-shaped mark.
Gento sensed slightly, and he quickly perceived Pakura's current emotions.
Her feelings right now were: humiliation and embarrassment.
"What is this?"
Pakura looked at the mark that had suddenly appeared on her lower abdomen, somewhat embarrassed and annoyed.
"This is the mark that controls you. As long as you obediently follow my orders, it won't affect you."
Pakura pressed her lips together and said nothing.
Gento's mind stirred slightly.
Immediately, Lightning-Attribute Chakra was triggered from the slave mark.
Pakura suddenly arched her body, collapsing onto the couch.
"Mm~!"
Lightning-Attribute Chakra ran rampant inside her body.
This was the "punishment" of the slave mark.
For a while, her entire body stayed limp and weak. Supporting herself on the edge of the bed, she slowly climbed up, glaring at Gento with resentment.
"You!"
Through the slave mark, Gento read her emotions right away: fear.
He smiled.
"This is only the lowest level of punishment.
"Don't worry. So long as you obey me in everything from now on, I won't use this against you."
Pakura lowered her eyes and said nothing more.
She knew that she had now fully fallen under Gento's control.
From this moment on, she was no longer in control of her own fate.
Gento no longer looked at her. From his robes, he took out another glowing card.
[Bloodline Limit Upgrade Card]
"Use."
The card in his hand slowly disappeared.
The next second, a burning sensation surged deep within his eyes.
The Sharingan appeared automatically. The three tomoe spun wildly, chasing and colliding with one another, until at a certain moment they merged into one.
A brand-new pattern slowly formed within his pupils.
Mangekyo Sharingan!
A sharp pain followed immediately, as if thousands of steel needles had pierced his eyes.
A violent surge of Chakra spread from his pupils throughout his entire body, washing over every inch of his meridians and flesh.
His life force and Chakra capacity rose simultaneously at this moment, only calming down after a while.
Gento closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the world revealed itself through a whole different lens.
In his mind, the complete inheritance of Susanoo naturally emerged.
Additionally, there were two exclusive ocular jutsu, engraved into his consciousness like instinct.
[Left Eye: Yomotsu]
He possessed an independent Yomotsu space.
After dragging an enemy into it, the space would continuously erode the opponent's body, severely suppressing their taijutsu, ninjutsu, and reaction speed.
That place was his domain; his home field.
[Right Eye · Tokitsumori]
Time rewound five seconds, but only for himself.
Gento stared at the names of these two ocular jutsus, his brows slightly furrowed.
Without a doubt, space-time type ninjutsu were extremely powerful.
Minato's Flying Thunder God and Obito's Kamui were both representatives of space-time ninjutsu, and both had risen because of them.
The two ocular jutsus he had just awakened were also space-type ninjutsu.
Yomotsu was a powerful spatial ninjutsu.
And Tokitsumori…
Even though it was a mysterious time-based ninjutsu, it could only rewind five seconds, and only affected himself.
While it might have unique uses in certain situations, its limitations were ultimately quite significant.
He let out a light sigh, then turned to check his panel:
[Host: Gento Uchiha]
⟩ Bloodline Limit: Mangekyo Sharingan
⟩ Chakra Attributes: Fire, Lightning, Yin
⟩ Ninjutsu: Transformation Jutsu (E), Substitution Jutsu (E), Clone Jutsu (E), Body Flicker Jutsu (D), Fire Release: Great Fireball Jutsu (C), Lightning Release: Earth Flow (C), Fire Release: Ash Concealment (C), Yin Release: Mind Rift Gate (S), Yin Sealing: Slave Mark (S)
⟩ Dojutsu: Susanoo, Yomotsu, Tokitsumori
⟩ Draw Chances: 1
He stared at the last line, and suddenly a thought arose.
To verify his idea, Gento directly spoke with his mind:
"Draw!"
With a flicker of thought, the familiar lottery wheel appeared.
[D-rank reward 40%, C-rank reward 50%, B-rank reward 10%]
After spinning a few rounds, the wheel slowly came to a stop.
[Ding! Congratulations Host for obtaining D-rank reward: Special Explosive Tags ×10]
Looking at the explosive tags that had suddenly appeared in his hand, Gento curled his lips.
His luck was really too poor… he had actually drawn the lowest-tier D-rank reward.
After complaining inwardly for a couple of sentences, Gento didn't dare delay, and activated his ocular jutsu to verify his hypothesis.
"Tokitsumori!"
The Mangekyo rapidly consumed his ocular power, and a needle-like pain came from his eye sockets.
But he had no time to care, lowering his head to look at his palm.
He saw that the ten special explosive tags he had just obtained from the draw had actually vanished into thin air.
He switched back to the system panel:
[Draw Chances: 1]
It was back!
Gento froze for a moment before the corners of his lips slowly lifted.
Even the system's data… could be rewound five seconds?
What did this mean?
It meant he could repeatedly draw, repeatedly rewind, infinitely farming rewards!
As long as his ocular power was sufficient, he could draw endlessly until he obtained a satisfactory reward!
Still, he did not draw again.
Right now, the highest tier in the prize pool was only B-rank. It would be better to wait until the Family Prosperity increased and the prize pool upgraded, then use Tokitsumori to farm higher-tier rewards.
At that time, it would be a true qualitative leap.
Next, only one matter remained: that was competing for the position of clan head.
…
Two days later.
Naka Shrine.
This was the sacred ground passed down through generations of the Uchiha clan, built at the end of the Warring States Period by the first clan head leading the clan members.
At that time, the Ninshu had just been established, and the Uchiha had not yet joined the Hidden Leaf Village. This shrine served as the faith and spiritual support of the entire clan.
Later, Madara Uchiha and Hashirama Senju joined hands to establish the Hidden Leaf Village, and the Naka Shrine moved here as well.
The shrine was entirely constructed of dark wood. After decades of wind and rain, its color had grown increasingly somber.
At both ends of the eaves hung a three-tomoe bronze bell each, their chimes faint and distant when the wind passed.
In the center of the hall stood a wooden statue of the Sage of Six Paths, his expression compassionate as he gazed down upon all beings.
On the stone platform before the statue lay a mottled stone tablet, its inscriptions ancient. It was said that only the Sharingan could decipher them.
This was the place where the Uchiha clan held clan meetings, honored their ancestors, and determined the fate of the entire clan.
Tonight, dozens of stone lanterns were lit around the shrine.
The flickering flames illuminated the clan emblem on the corridor pillars; the crimson fan against a red background.
With a quarter of an hour remaining before the clan meeting began, the shrine was already filled with people inside and out.
Gento walked up the steps along the approach path.
"Gento-sama!"
"It's Gento!"
Along the way, clan members continuously greeted him.
Some bowed, some waved, and some even squeezed forward with their children, just to let them see with their own eyes the "hero who ended the war."
Gento nodded in response to each of them.
He knew very well where this enthusiasm came from.
Half a month ago, he had led three hundred Uchiha clan members on an expedition to the Hidden Sand Village.
Not only had all of them returned alive, each person had also received four to five million ryo in spoils; enough for an ordinary shinobi family to live comfortably.
In this era, a clan head who could win battles, lead his people to wealth, and ensure every household received real gold and silver was the kind of clan head the clan members truly desired.
Gento stepped into the main hall of the shrine.
Inside, the hall was brightly lit with candles. The three elders of the clan were already seated at the head.
The white-haired elder seated in the center was Soen Uchiha, currently the Great Elder with the highest seniority in the clan.
Seeing Gento enter, Soen raised his hand and beckoned:
"Gento, come forward."
"Tonight, the new clan head will be chosen between you and Fugaku."
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