After enjoying a relaxing bath, Uchiha Gin, feeling refreshed, wrapped a towel around himself. As he looked at Senju Itama, who was fidgeting awkwardly at the bathroom door, he said,
"Hey kid, want me to scrub your back? I'm pretty ...
The mystery surrounding the tragic massacre in the Uchiha clan's territory six years ago had always been a cloud hanging over Uchiha Gin's heart.
He had finally hoped to extract some useful clues from the suspicious Kaguya clan, but...
The breath of death loomed over him. At this critical moment, Uchiha Gin's eyes turned blood-red.
The tomoe in his right eye spun wildly, and his visual power surged as if it was endless.
Kaguya Sosuke, thinking he had alread...
Inside the archive room, there was a map of the dungeon.
Apart from the office and resting areas, it also marked the numbered sections where prisoners were held.
There were three sections in total, labeled one, two, and thre...
The moment the system notification popped up, Uchiha Gin felt a cool sensation in both his hands. The scorching pain from the Amaterasu flames vanished without a trace.
His body showed no signs of discomfort, as if everything that had ...
This person came and left quickly, leaving Uchiha Gin slightly shaken. After closing the door, he pondered the intentions of his clan leader uncle.
"Little cousin Izuna, why do you think the clan leader wants me to work in the dunge...
In his previous life, Uchiha Gin, living alone, developed excellent cooking skills. Now, in this world, he finally had a chance to showcase them.
As he brought out his signature dishes—braised fish and sweet and sour pork—the tw...
Sidestepping the shuriken aimed straight at his face, Uchiha Gin helplessly looked at the panting young boy in front of him.
Just moments ago, the little kid squatting at his doorstep had, without warning, whipped out a shuriken and...
"Gin, think carefully about how you awakened your Sharingan."
Uchiha Tajima, unable to get the answers he wanted from the two elders, turned to ask Uchiha Yin.
This question truly stumped Uchiha Gin. His Sharingan had been awaken...
Although curious about the strange behavior of the two Uchiha clan patrolmen earlier, Uchiha Gin didn’t have time to dwell on it as the team continued their journey.
As they slowed down, a massive fortress came into view before G...
Uchiha Gin had a dream, a dream that unfolded like a moving comic strip.
The first scene showed a young boy holding the hand of a crying girl, speaking to her.
In the second scene, the boy knelt in despair amid a sea of fire, sur...
Under the moonlight, the Uchiha squad continued their journey westward at full speed.
The battle during the day had wasted too much time. Initially, they planned to take a detour, but Uchiha Fuka decisively chose the direct route.<...
Uchiha Gin, who had just arrived, looked at the two kids' actions with a strange expression. He didn't speak up until Senju Itama was almost flipped over.
If Uzumaki Mito ended up killing the Senju kid by accident, Gin would have to...
Uchiha Gin touched the bead in his pocket, recalling the words of Uzumaki Mito:
"The sealing technique of this bead can only be released at close range, and only when the other person has let down their guard."
Mito, with her...
My name is Uchiha Gin. Ever since I got stuck with this system, I haven’t had a single good day.
Not only do I have to complete the lousy tasks it assigns, but I also have to spend my days tricking people and getting beaten up.
Uchiha Fuka's hand holding the blade trembled slightly, his scarlet eyes exuding a pale aura.
The member of the Uzumaki clan before him was like a monster.
Although his own taijutsu wasn’t weak, he was utterly overwhelmed ...
Qian Renjue looked down at Ye Lingling's face whose face filled with a foolish expression. He had never imagined that the calm and conservative girl would reveal such a look.
It made one feel an urge to bully her even more.
Q...
Dugu Yan held the box and left the room, turning towards the next door.
Creak!
As soon as the door opened, Dugu Yan was stunned, looking at the two graceful figures leaning against the wall with confused fac...
After the two carriages entered the gates of Heaven Dou City, they parted ways.
Qian Renxue left Xue Qinghe behind.
Following Qian Renjue's instructions, Salas, adhering to the principle of keeping a low profile, finally shed...
At the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Clan:
Once all the guests had left, Qian Renjue returned to the manor, carrying Ning Rongrong in his arms.
Ning Rongrong was playing with his golden hair, reluctantly asking, “Brother Holy ...
‘When you return, I will no longer remember you!’
These words kept echoing in Liu Erlong's mind, causing her to stagger, almost collapsing.
“No, I don’t want this!”
“…”
Ning Rongrong blinked, com...
"Brother Holy Son! Have a drink, won't you?"
Qian Renjue was carrying Ning Rongrong out while she, holding a wine glass, persistently pestered him.
Liu Erlong's graceful figure seemed somewhat gloomy.
She slowly steppe...
Ning Fengzhi chuckled helplessly.
Gently brushing aside the soft, jade-like arm, he glanced around, relieved to see no one was paying attention to them.
Ning Rongrong furrowed her delicate brows and tilted her head, asking, "Da...
The performance in the central hall continued.
The atmosphere became lively again.
Under Qian Renjue's gaze, Ning Rongrong playfully stuck out her tongue and quickly ran to Ning Fengzhi's side.
As soon as she sat down,...
“I hope you keep your word,” Qian Renjue said without dwelling on it, as they approached the manor ahead.
He walked with Ling Yuan toward the gate.
“I will. Rongrong doesn't lie to Brother Holy Son,” Ning Rongrong sof...
Liu Erlong walked gracefully, following the direction of the Seven Treasure disciples towards the banquet area.
Under the warm sunlight, her beautiful face appeared even more radiant, glowing with a soft pink hue.
Her look c...
Xue Qinghe naturally noticed Ning Rongrong's actions as well.
Looking down at her, he smiled.
“Junior Sister Rongrong, it’s better to drink less alcohol. If you get addicted, it won’t be good.”
“Senior Brothe...
"......"
Qian Renjue looked at the young Ning Rongrong in front of him with a strange expression.
Has she always been this bold when speaking, even at such a young age?
Qian Renjue asked curiously, "Do you really under...
Upon hearing Ning Fengzhi's words, Ning Rongrong, who had been staring at Qian Renjue, nodded repeatedly.
She had seen many Spirit Saints before, but the youngest one still looked like a middle-aged uncle. She had never seen someone...
"Daddy, how much longer do we have to wait?"
A crisp, youthful voice echoed from the tall, wide watchtower.
Ning Fengzhi was holding the hand of a young girl with short pink hair, dressed in a white little skirt.
Her d...