Tamura Hao did not leave the room immediately, but first opened the sealed scroll. A large number of small glass bottles appeared inside, all of which contained three‑magatama Sharingan, totaling hundreds of pairs.
In addition to these, there are some other things. These are the treasures passed down by the Uchiha clan for thousands of years. Unexpectedly, they were packed up by Black Zetsu.
I can only say that he is worthy of being called Black Zetsu!
"That makes sense!"
Looking at the hundreds of small bottles, Tamura Hao was very satisfied.
The Uchiha clan is different from the Hyūga; they don't use a mechanism to seal eyes after death. Their members' eyes are removed postmortem and preserved. After all, in the future, even Obito gave his Sharingan to Kakashi twice, and Danzo harvested eyes from Uchiha corpses.
The Sharingan doesn't degrade easily—preserved in nutrient solution and refrigeration, it can remain stable for centuries.
"It's a pity it won't last forever—otherwise there'd be more."
Tamura Hao still wanted more. The Uchiha—descendants of Indra—have existed for millennia, and tens of thousands of clan members awakened the Sharingan. Even if only the base (3‑magatama) Sharingan, that stockpile would be enormous. But Sharingan are organic—they rot eventually.
"Wait—if I were the Uchiha head, I wouldn't let these rot either."
He thought of Black Zetsu's hint.
His gaze swept through the bottles and alchemical relics—then found a fiery‑red gourd‑shaped sword container.
"Sakakari‑dachi Jutsuken?"
Tiancun Hao examined the gourd. The name was obscure, but the Totsuka sword is legendary—an ethereal blade sealed within Itachi's Susanoo. Said to be indestructible and able to seal spirits forever, like Orochimaru coveting it.
In Naruto lore, the Totsuka is a spiritual weapon—a sword of sealing bound in a gourd hung from Susanoo's hand. A real weapon based on ethereal form—but this one might be a corporeal prototype.
"It traps a person in an eternal illusion—does this hold one?"
Tamura Hao formed a seal, depositing all the Sharingan and Sakakari‑dachi into the scroll's space, then sealed the rest away.
He followed his consciousness into the space to observe.
Inside, the baby Ten‑Tails wagged its tails, breaking bottles and absorbing Sharingan and solution gleefully. Kaguya's shadow figure held it while refining eye chakra; its third eye grew brighter.
After devouring everything, the Ten‑Tails wrapped its tails around the sword-gourd. A scarlet ocular glow streamed from the gourd into the beast—its chakra surging. Though lower-grade, its volume was immense—> countless times that of the bottles.
"They must have sealed the ancestor's ocular power… are they trying to load it into the sword, or fuel something bigger?"
Tamura Hao wondered—could countless Sharingan form a giant Rinnegan, or even a Divine Eye?
He observed Kaguya's phantom and Ten‑Tails refining the input, detecting a faint but ancient brand-pattern—though Black Zetsu's earlier guidance with his golden finger had purified it almost entirely.
"It's too dark. I need to separate it."
Hao linked his chakra to Kaguya and the Ten‑Tails, drawing out the corrupted part. These unrefined powers were primal—easier to separate.
Within moments, a black‑red negative chakra cluster was sealed into the Sakakari sword: raw negative energy composed of twisted emotion.
With its removal, Kaguya's figure and the Ten‑Tails' eye-glow returned to bright red—free of malign aura.
He reflected on how the Sharingan's power requires negativity—tapping into grief, hatred, envy. Chakra fuses spirit and body; spiritual corruption can taint power. Orochimaru's chakra exudes coldness. Zabuza's chakra turned dark. Sharingan stems in part from emotional aversion. Great power often comes with deep inner darkness.
Even canon examples prove this: high-level Uchiha like Shisui committed suicide; Fugaku supported Itachi's massacre; Itachi ultimately died from the mental strain of Susanoo.
Hao—who aims to fuse Ten‑Tails and Kaguya chakra—would never embrace that poison. He wants control, not breakdown. And each use of his golden-finger purification costs destiny-power.
"Danzo‑sama will be interested in this. We could recruit him into the Infinite Tsukuyomi plan."
But, he thought, they'd need to frame it as an asset, not as evil's root. Danzo's notoriety matches "Shinobi Evil"—he needs framing.
And since he already holds Danzo's arm, he could bio-engineer compatibility—making the sword a tool Danzo can wield.
That would secure Hao's trust from the Root—he could become Danzo's top aide—or even heir.
"We should harvest more—like the Paradise Box in Ghost Lantern City. There are countless treasures in Naruto's world."
Greed flared in him—but he reined it in.
"Don't rush it."
He scanned Kaguya's phantom and the Ten‑Tails—they were still too unstable. Control requires time.
"Mangekyō power can speed the process. Maybe I should find that Uchiha Hikaru."
He thought back to Zetsu's intel: Hikaru was a young Uchiha test subject, capable of unique ocular evolution. Finding her—not held by the clan—could yield a powerful sample.