That's right.
This—
Was the true objective of Uchiha Mo and Uchiha Xiuren.
Uchiha Mo understood it clearly.
In the cultivation world of this land—
Lineage and sect inheritance were everything.
Outsiders like them—
With no background—
No roots—
Had no chance of learning orthodox Daoist arts like Maoshan through proper means.
That path—
Was closed.
From the very beginning.
Jiu Shu bringing them back to the mortuary—
Was not acceptance.
It was caution.
Surveillance.
With perhaps a trace of compassion.
Nothing more.
—
Because of this—
Their goal had always been simple.
Practical.
Direct.
They weren't here for orthodox Daoist inheritance.
They were here—
For the forbidden paths.
Techniques dismissed as heterodox—
Yet capable of producing immediate, tangible power.
Among them—
Corpse refinement stood above the rest.
—
Along the way—
Xiuren had already reached a conclusion.
Through his Sharingan's observations—
He noticed something fundamental.
The people of this world—
Were weaker.
Far weaker.
According to ninja academy teachings—
A human body in the ninja world contained roughly 130 trillion cells.
Here—
It was likely only 30 to 40 trillion.
A difference of three to five times.
Which meant—
The physical foundation of ninja world humans—
Was vastly superior.
So—
If corpse refinement techniques were applied—
To ninja world bodies—
The result…
Would be terrifying.
Ordinary people—
Turned into zombies—
Would already be dangerous.
But if powerful ninja—
Were refined—
The outcome…
Could reach an entirely new level.
—
"That's right," Uchiha Mo said calmly.
"These heterodox techniques…"
"Are exactly what we came for."
—
Jiu Shu's brows furrowed.
"These methods harm both others and oneself."
"With a clan as powerful as yours…"
"Why walk such a path?"
—
"Powerful?"
Uchiha Mo let out a faint, self-mocking smile.
"That only means more people are watching us."
—
Xiuren added calmly:
"We're not seeking Maoshan's true inheritance."
"Only these side-path techniques."
"In exchange—"
"We can offer the Uchiha clan's understanding of energy control…"
"And taijutsu cultivation."
—
Silence.
Jiu Shu fell into thought.
They weren't lying.
That urgency—
That pressure—
Couldn't be faked.
And their abilities—
Were indeed extraordinary.
If both sides exchanged knowledge—
There was value.
After a long pause—
He sighed.
"Very well."
"I've traveled far over the years."
"I've crossed paths with many evil cultivators."
"I've taken some of their manuals."
"They're useless to me."
—
He stood—
Entered the inner room—
And returned with a wooden chest.
Inside—
Several ancient booklets.
Beast-hide covers.
Darkened pages.
Different origins.
Different sects.
—
"These are corpse refinement and ghost manipulation techniques."
"I confiscated them from evil cultivators."
"They are dangerous."
"What you do with them…"
"Is your responsibility."
—
Uchiha Mo accepted them solemnly.
"Thank you, Daoist."
—
...
—
For the next two days—
The Uchiha brothers stayed at the mortuary.
Uchiha Mo—
Walked through the town.
Observing.
Waiting.
For the plot—
To unfold.
—
Uchiha Xiuren—
Barely stepped outside.
Completely immersed in the manuals.
Compared to Mo—
He was far more interested in these techniques.
Feng shui killing formations.
Paper effigy puppets.
Corpse refinement.
Soul manipulation.
—
Their methods—
Strange.
Cruel.
Ingenious.
Entirely different—
From the direct combat style of the ninja world.
It was as if—
A new door had opened.
A new way of understanding power.
—
But soon—
He discovered a problem.
A fundamental one.
—
No matter the technique—
Feng shui.
Paper constructs.
Corpse control.
Soul manipulation—
All of them relied on one thing:
Spiritual energy from the external world.
And that—
Was something he didn't have.
—
"Mo…"
"Are you sure the Main God Space can convert these techniques into chakra-based versions?"
—
This—
Was the key.
The entire purpose of their journey.
—
Mo flipped through a worn booklet casually.
"Don't worry."
"That's one of the benefits given to reincarnators."
"Otherwise—"
"Learning a new system every world would be impossible."
—
He paused slightly.
"Of course…"
"These techniques rely heavily on external forces."
"How much can be converted…"
"That depends."
—
Xiuren glanced at him.
That answer—
Meant nothing.
He shook his head slightly.
But didn't mind.
—
After all—
These so-called "secret manuals"—
Were barely complete techniques.
More like fragmented research notes.
Without guidance—
They would be extremely difficult to master.
No wonder Jiu Shu handed them over so easily.
—
But—
That actually worked in their favor.
They didn't need to follow this system.
They only needed to understand its principles.
With the Main God Space—
They could rebuild everything.
Using chakra.
—
...
—
Just as Xiuren immersed himself in analysis—
The mortuary's calm was broken.
A servant from the Ren family arrived.
"Jiu Shu—"
"Our master has prepared tea at the teahouse."
"He invites you to discuss the grave relocation."
—
Jiu Shu nodded.
Then called inside.
"Wencai—prepare yourself. You're coming with me."
—
Wencai responded—
But his face showed reluctance.
—
Qiu Sheng—
Wasn't there.
Still helping at his aunt's shop.
—
Just as they were about to leave—
Uchiha Mo stood.
A faint smile on his face.
"Jiu Shu…"
"I'm quite interested in Renjia Town."
"May I accompany you?"
—
Jiu Shu paused.
His gaze swept over Mo—
Then shifted to Wencai.
A thought formed instantly.
—
"In that case…"
"Wencai, you don't need to go."
"I'll go with young brother Mo."
—
Wencai froze.
Then lit up.
"Really?!"
"Don't worry, Master!"
"I'll guard the place!"
—
Mo watched silently.
Amused.
But calm.
—
"Xiuren, coming?"
—
Xiuren didn't even look up.
Still reading.
"You go."
"I'm not interested in tea."
"Call me when it's time to move the grave."
—
Mo wasn't surprised.
—
And just like that—
He followed Jiu Shu out.
Toward—
Renjia Town.
Where—
The real story—
Was about to begin.
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