Chapter 395: Purification
Ino paid no mind to the gazes fixed upon her. These eyes were crudely transplanted and lacked the ability to observe from multiple angles. She focused on the eyes within Shin Uchiha's sockets.
His left eye was a normal three-tomoe Sharingan, but his right eye was bizarrely shaped. His upper and lower eyelids had been cut away, leaving the eyeball completely exposed to the air. Eight golden needles served as optic nerves, connecting to the eyeball.
This right eye was swollen to an unbelievable degree, looking less like a human eye and more like that of an ox.
Sensing Ino's stare, the "ox eye" rapidly transformed, shifting from a three-tomoe Sharingan to a Mangekyo Sharingan.
However, it wasn't a traditional tomoe shape like a straight or curved comma. It was a large, dark mass, resembling a meteor hammer with three spikes.
Ino was still dressed in her orange swirl mask and black cloak with red clouds.
She mimicked Obito's posture, planting her right foot on a high spot, hands on her hips, her body language slightly exaggerated. "My, my, a Mangekyo Sharingan. How terrifying."
Most of the information Shin Uchiha possessed came from Orochimaru, and much of it was outdated.
He didn't know about "Madara Uchiha," but he knew of the Akatsuki.
More importantly, he could see the three-tomoe Sharingan behind the mask.
Ino's ocular power was incredibly pure, and the fact that Orochimaru had cast him aside like a worn-out shoe showed that he was a failed product.
The fact that Orochimaru had focused his attention on Sasuke instead of seeking him out, the experimental subject, was very telling.
His ocular power had been cultivated by Orochimaru using Uchiha clan cells, making it impure and chaotic. While it now seemed he had awakened the Mangekyo, it was all for show. At best, it could be considered a pseudo-Mangekyo Sharingan.
"Who are you? What do you want with me?" Shin Uchiha asked coldly.
Ino spoke in a tone that reveled in the drama. "The ninja of Konoha are looking for you. The one leading them is that Danzo Shimura. I hear you two are quite close?"
At the mention of Danzo's name, Shin Uchiha instinctively touched his severed arm.
He didn't regret selling his body for knowledge. Orochimaru had not only given him knowledge but also the Sharingan that had changed his destiny.
However, he held a deep resentment toward Danzo for taking and transplanting his right arm.
That's my arm!
Shin Uchiha's right eye suddenly widened, and his ocular power spread out in all directions. Countless blades imbued with his power were manipulated, completely surrounding Ino.
Shin Uchiha said viciously, "What is your relationship with Danzo? I need more information."
Ino pretended to think for a moment. "More information? Danzo obviously wants your other arm. What other information could there be?"
Shin Uchiha was hit where it hurt again. While his body didn't reject the Sharingan, the unstable spiritual energy within still affected him. This was a mental issue, unrelated to his physical constitution.
He was already impulsive and quick to anger, and now he found the masked man before him utterly disgusting.
The ocular power in his eyes swirled, and the Mangekyo spun rapidly. In the next second, countless blades rained down on Ino.
"Then you have no value. Die!"
All the blades struck empty air. A translucent, incomplete human silhouette appeared where Ino had been standing.
Shin Uchiha froze, then suddenly realized.
"A genjutsu?!"
Ino's voice came from another direction. "It's a Sharingan genjutsu. What do you think? Pretty amazing, right? Your genjutsu seems rather mediocre for a counterfeit."
"Shut up!" Shin Uchiha roared. His Mangekyo ability was somewhat similar to the Magnet Release user Toroi, who had just been killed by Hiruko.
He continuously manipulated the blades to corner and intercept her, but it was useless. Supported by her powerful ocular energy, Ino's three-tomoe Sharingan was no weaker than his pseudo-Mangekyo, and her own mastery of genjutsu was far superior. The area, roughly the size of a basketball court, was littered with scattered weapons, yet he couldn't even touch the corner of her robe.
Shin Uchiha clutched his eye tightly. After using it just twice like that, his eye began to bleed.
Ino waved her hand with an exaggerated flourish. "Oh my, the Konoha ninja seem to be arriving soon. Keep it up! I'll be on my way. Don't you dare die on me."
Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly turned back and called out, "Shin Uchiha."
"What?" Shin Uchiha answered subconsciously. He then felt a massive suction force appear out of nowhere. Caught off guard, he was sucked into the Amber Purifying Pot before he could even understand what was happening.
Ino shook the pot; it sloshed with the sound of water.
She wasn't here to do Shin Uchiha a favor and purify his bloodline. She silently counted to ten, then opened the lid and released the unconscious man.
Ino carefully distinguished them. Though the number of tomoe varied, the eyes on Shin Uchiha's forehead, chest, and arms were all standard Sharingan.
She dug out one of the Sharingan and dropped it into the pot. Following Ashura's instructions, she lightly tapped the character for "Dust" (尘) on the pot's belly, gently tracing its strokes, and slowly changed the character's structure until it became "Purify" (净).
Activating the pot's hidden purification function, she sensed that after being washed by the spirit water for about two minutes, the Sharingan dissolved into nothingness, leaving behind a faint, almost imperceptible trace of life energy in the pot.
It worked!
The pot's original purpose was purification. Whether the Sharingan itself was tainted didn't matter. One by one, Ino tossed all the Sharingan on Shin Uchiha's body, including the swollen, mutated Mangekyo, into the pot.
She still had a fondness for Kimimaro's "field." Just looking at the two red dots between Kimimaro's eyebrows, she knew they were also a mark of the Ōtsutsuki clan.
Previously, she had to extract drained his ocular power like a juicer, which was too damaging to his foundation. Now, she wanted to see if, by adding a large amount of Uchiha bloodline, Kimimaro could surpass the heights he had reached in life. Maybe he could even grow horns and develop new chakra points?
Ignoring Shin Uchiha lying in a pool of his own blood, Ino put away the pot and vanished using the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Her perception was becoming increasingly precise, and her timing was perfect. Just as she left, Yamanaka Fū and Aburame Torune rushed in with a group of subordinates.
Needless to say, seeing Shin Uchiha's body riddled with bloody holes, they knew they had found their man.
The Sharingan was plug-and-play and not deeply connected to the main body. Gouging out the eyes wouldn't kill him. Shin Uchiha was covered in wounds, but none were life-threatening.
Yamanaka Fū and his team had killed countless people. A body full of bloody holes was nothing; they had seen things ten times more gruesome.
"We're too late. The masked man probably didn't know where Shin Uchiha was hiding. He used us to find him and then dug out all the Sharingan ahead of us." Yamanaka Fū's analysis was serious. Aside from getting the main culprit wrong, he was right about everything else.
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