Uchiha: Starting as the Jinchuriki of Tobirama Chapter 225 - 51: Senju Tobirama: I’ve Never Seen a Three To

"This kind of power can be a trump card, but you must not blindly rely on it."

Aomi blinked, releasing Amaterasu once more. The black flas twisted in the air to form a line of text as a reply to Senju Tobirama—

"Really? I don’t believe it!"

Senju Tobirama took a deep breath. Why hasn’t this child been persuaded yet?

He had seen many Uchiha, who, upon acquiring the Mangekyo Dojutsu, recklessly expended their ocular power, with so going blind in less than a year due to overuse. They were trapped by the allure of imdiate power, cutting off their future path.

Senju Tobirama didn’t want to see Aomi go blind.

At this mont, Senju Tobirama even thought, if Aomi still wouldn’t listen...

Perhaps a way must be found, like convincing Uchiha Shisui to offer his own eyes, attempting to follow Uchiha Madara’s old path.

But the next mont, Senju Tobirama was stunned.

In his mory, Uchiha who used Amaterasu would always shed bloody tears, a sign of ocular power being overdrawn.

But in front of him, Aomi’s eyes didn’t even have bloodshot veins, let alone bleeding.

"Aomi, when you use Amaterasu, how do your eyes feel?"

Senju Tobirama asked blankly, "Can you activate Susanoo?"

"It just feels like using a normal Ninjutsu. My ocular power seems abundant. Using this level of Amaterasu feels like releasing a Great Fireball, so depletion but not too much..."

Aomi mused, "As for Susanoo, I might not be able to yet, but I could try and maybe succeed?"

Senju Tobirama quickly said, "Aomi, no need to try. That Jutsu will only cause your ocular power to irreversibly decline faster unless you open the Eternal Mangekyo!"

"Your Water Release and Kinjutsu are enough to deal with enemies..."

Senju Tobirama was indeed worried. If Aomi further explored Uchiha Izuna’s power, sothing irreversible might happen.

Aomi squinted and suspiciously looked at Senju Tobirama, "Tobirama, you don’t want to control , do you?"

"Water Release, Kinjutsu, it sounds like you only want to use your power?"

Senju Tobirama quickly raised his hands, "It’s just a suggestion, just a suggestion!"

Aomi stared at Senju Tobirama for a long ti before nodding, "It’s okay, I trust you, Tobirama."

Senju Tobirama secretly breathed a sigh of relief, again blaming Uzumaki Mito in his heart.

It’s all Mito’s fault, filling Aomi’s mind with that strange experint hypothesis, giving him paranoia!

Aomi slowly manipulated the Amaterasu in his hand, feeling the power of the Mangekyo Dojutsu, and chuckled.

Uchiha Fugaku still has potential...

As long as sufficient pressure is applied, as the Clan Leader of the Uchiha Clan, Uchiha Fugaku, under the pressing and alienating emotions, will always find a way to grasp a glimr of hope, and awakening the Mangekyo Sharingan is just a matter of ti.

Only because Uchiha Yakumi did an excellent job, as his friend, gave him the final psychological breaking point, accelerating this process.

Rather than absorbing Uchiha Fugaku into the Root and providing him a comfort zone, keeping him with a spark of hope helps better extract his potential.

This is why Aomi has not confronted Uchiha Fugaku, but always ignored him, never expressing a clear stance towards him.

The unknown is the most terrifying emotion, keeping Uchiha Fugaku tossing and turning, with nerves and emotions stretched tight.

Now, it seems this thod works quite well.

In Aomi’s heart, when Uchiha Hachida inford him that Uchiha Setsuna and Fugaku both once supported challenging Aomi, the Clan Leader’s fate veered off the path of salvation.

And when Uchiha Fugaku planned to show dominance in front of the clan mbers, his life was thoroughly outlined.

It’s not that Aomi bears grudges, only that fate neglects forming any true allegiance between them, making Fugaku the unwitting antagonist...

"Land of Frost, Sword of Totsuka, Yata Mirror..."

Aomi was contemplating these Susanoo Divine Artifacts, planning when to set off when Hiruko approached.

"Lord Aomi, the Explosion Release Kekkeigenkai transplant experint is ready. Would you like to co take a look?"

Aomi nodded, "Alright."

On his way to the lab, Aomi saw a very harmonious duo.

Hatake Sakumo seed to be telling a dry joke, laughing heartily afterward, his face exuberant with joy.

If one overlooked the blood-stained White Fang Short Knife in his hand and focused only on his sporty backpack, he looked like a cheerful, older student...

And beside him, Kakuzu’s deanor was equally amusing.

Kakuzu forced a stoic expression, but the slight upturn of his lips revealed his amusent, while he continued to complain:

"Sakumo, weren’t you once called the ’Konoha White Fang,’ the sharpest blade in the Ninja World?"

"How co you know so many tasteless jokes?"

Hatake Sakumo waved it off nonchalantly, saying,

"After living another life, I let go of those heavy thoughts and burdens, and spending ti with Big Brother Kakuzu on missions and in killing, or tasting fine cuisine, why keep a solemn face every day?"

"I used to think too much, always living under others’ scrutiny, forgetting what I truly wanted, living like an emotionless tool rather than a living person. Like this now, I find it quite good."