"What do you think? My strength isn't too bad, right?"
Satori Hyūga approached the group and helped the defeated ones up from the ground.
The battle had seemed unpredictable in its shifts but lasted merely an instant.
Standing upright and stabilizing themselves, the shocked individuals all widened their eyes at Satori, staring as if he were an alien.
They knew he was a genius, profoundly skilled—yet this was just too much of an overwhelming display of power.
One versus eight, ending them all within a breath.
Within the Hyūga Clan, only the legendary *Hyūga Tensei* was said to possess such might.
Could it be that Lord Satori rivals even the talent of the *Hyūga Tensei*?
Yet Satori himself thought nothing much of their thoughts.
The ninja world was filled with monsters and powerful beings.
Take Minato Namikaze for example; in the future, he could kill fifty enemies in one flash using the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Beating eight people wasn't abnormal at all.
Truthfully, he wasn't even at his best—he was currently using a Shadow Clone; his current form possessed only half his full strength.
Moreover, against these opponents, he hadn't even activated the *Eight Trigrams Release*.
He thoroughly understood these eight fighters' strengths and weaknesses, having complete intelligence on them.
Whether they practiced the Gentle Fist or the New Gentle Fist, he had studied their techniques thoroughly.
Thus, dealing with them was practically effortless.
But they didn't see it that way. The youths looked at Satori as though gazing upon the future of the Hyūga Clan.
Displaying such talent and skill at such a young age—imagine what he'll become when he grows up?
At that time, Satori's existence would certainly fill the void of lacking top-tier experts within Konoha.
He truly was shaping into the next generation's *Hyūga Tensei 2.0*.
"Lord Satori is quite powerful, with unmatched natural talent. We're nowhere near your level."
"My lord, you will surely grow into an unparalleled figure in our clan!"
"Lord Satori, we wish to join you in conquering all directions!"
...
All were passionate youths, burning with ambition and dreams of achieving greatness.
Seeing how mighty their chosen leader was, naturally thrilled their hearts—it felt sweeter than honeyed dates.
If there was a loyalty bar floating over their heads, chances are it had already jumped to 100 points of affection.
After listening to all the compliments, Satori felt like floating on air, utterly relaxed and delighted.
Honest advice may be bitter to hear but beneficial in action—but flattery? It just felt damn good after hearing it so many times.
"Alright, alright, stop talking so much. Go back and train hard, maybe one day you'll reach my level."
Flattering words are nice to hear, but not to be taken seriously. He still needed to keep striving forward.
With that, Satori dismissed the group and then vanished into a puff of white smoke.
Had they seen that happen, they would've been even more astonished.
Luckily, Satori preferred staying low-key, never seeking excessive attention or trying to look cool.
Having resolved the Caged Bird Seal issue, recruited loyal subordinates, and gained Hizashi Hyūga—this made Satori feel fulfilled indeed.
Still, he also realized that these achievements had to remain in secrecy. Once exposed, the consequences could be severe.
Despite being a member of the Hyūga Main House and descended from the Hokage's bloodline, his own family wouldn't spare him.
"I still need to strengthen my abilities."
"Oh right, I should also keep up with my quality of life."
Hyūga Satori reflected on the road ahead, weighed down by the heavy burden before him.
On one side stood power; on the other, earning money and accumulating wealth.
Only by advancing both simultaneously could he live better, safer, and more comfortably.
"It's time to check in on developing new products. I wonder if Teuchi has made any progress on those instant noodles I asked him to work on."
Thinking this, Hyūga Satori left the Hyūga clan compound and headed toward the bustling commercial district filled with delicacies and goods.
It was called a commercial district, but compared to what he remembered from his previous life, it was almost laughable.
The food and goods here were incredibly primitive—nothing about them interested Satori.
As he walked, he caught sight of a familiar figure from the corner of his eye.
Tall and upright, wearing Uchiha clan attire, with long black hair neatly parted down the middle, dark eyes, and fair skin—he embodied the image of a striking young man.
Fugaku Uchiha, the young master of the Uchiha clan.
Seeing an old acquaintance, naturally warranted greeting them.
Satori's eyes lit up, a smile curling his lips as he cheerfully strode over.
"Brother Fugaku, out shopping too?"
He said, glancing at the girl beside Fugaku—a tall beauty with long, straight black hair.
This girl was no stranger to Satori: Mikoto Uchiha, the untouchable beauty of the Ninja Academy.
"Well, well, if it isn't the beautiful Uchiha girl from last time. How've you been?"
Satori greeted Fugaku and casually added a greeting to Mikoto beside him.
Fugaku's expression immediately soured when he saw him.
When Satori turned to greet Mikoto, Fugaku's face darkened like a storm cloud.
"Fugaku, are you friends with him?"
Mikoto looked from Satori back to Fugaku, asking curiously.
Before Fugaku could speak, Satori took the initiative and draped his arm over Fugaku's shoulder, smiling brightly, "Of course! We're comrades with secrets we can't tell anyone!"
Fugaku smacked his hand away, annoyed and exasperated. "Don't say stupid things. Who said we're friends?"
"Mikoto, don't you remember? This guy is that dead last of the Hyūga clan—the despicable one."
Seeing Fugaku's expression, Mikoto couldn't help but lower her head, covering her mouth as she giggled softly.
It was the first time she'd seen Fugaku act like this around someone—even more so because that someone was a member of the Hyūga clan.
If her memory served her right, it was Satori Hyūga who had once bested Fugaku.
And yet, despite hailing from the prestigious Hyūga Main House, he had bested Fugaku. That alone made him quite impressive.
"Looks like you two get along pretty well."
"Don't be fooled—we're not close at all. He's just a despicable, underhanded jerk," Fugaku shot back angrily, shooting Satori a glare.
"Come on, saying stuff like that in front of such a lovely lady… You'll actually hurt my feelings," Satori replied with a grin.
From the way they interacted, anyone would think they were old friends who had known each other for years.
"That's Mikoto, my fiancée. You'd better forget about her."
Fugaku Uchiha, the devoted groom-to-be, snorted coldly. Instinctively, he took a couple of steps forward, positioning himself between Satori Hyūga and Mikoto.
He knew just how cunning Satori could be.
His tactics were insidious—layered traps that were nearly impossible to anticipate.
Worse still, he had the audacity to dispatch someone to steal secret techniques from the Akimichi Clan, openly defying Konoha's rules.
Luckily, thanks to the mighty Sharingan, he managed to complete the mission without a trace.
Once again proving the Byakugan was no match for the Sharingan.
Now that he thought about it, had this guy even trained at all?
Fugaku subtly assessed Satori's physique—not a trace of muscle gain or weight increase.
Fugaku found it both baffling and oddly reassuring.
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