Naruto: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Otsutsuki

Chapter 1 Hidden Dragon in the Abyss

When Naruto was young, he could see the entire Hokage Rock by simply opening the window.

When Hinata Seiran opened the window, what came into view was the blue tiles and white walls of the main family mansion.

As for the Fire Shadow Rock, only a corner of its outline can be barely seen.

Hinata Seiran sat by the window, her waist-length hair tied into a neat ponytail, letting the morning dew patter against her face.

"..."

When he regained some consciousness, he put on the plain clothes that had been distributed by the clan and walked out of the secluded courtyard with a blank expression.

As someone who has lived two lives.

A person who accurately speaks of three lifetimes.

Hinata Seiran knew that only by enduring hardship could he escape his predicament.

We cannot give up on ourselves just because we are now living in a separate family.

During his last time travel, he witnessed and participated in the earth-shattering battle between the main and branch families of the Otsutsuki clan on the moon.

However, he ultimately perished at the hands of the God who had divided the family.

One earth-shattering battle after another took place in this lifetime.

The Battle of Kannabi Bridge has ended, and the Battle of Kikyoyama is about to begin.

While the sky was still shrouded in mist, Hinata Seiran, with a buckwheat bread in his mouth, put on his headband and headed towards the clan's gate.

My situation in this life isn't exactly good either.

Orphaned at a young age, he was branded with the cursed mark of the Caged Bird. After becoming a ninja, he had to get up early every day to stand guard for the main branch of the clan.

Compared to my previous life, this life was like that of a slave.

Fortunately, the knowledge gained on the moon last time was not lost, and the basics of Baguazhang were ingrained in his bones.

With these accumulated skills, even as a member of a branch family, he was able to master the Eight Trigrams Thirty-Two Palms by the age of eight.

However, the curse mark on his forehead remained an obstacle to his progress.

That being said, it doesn't mean there's no way.

Hinata Seiran looked up at the moon on the horizon, its shadow being swallowed up inch by inch by the morning light.

If only the remains of the Otsutsuki from the previous life could be found...

At that time, they will be like fish entering the sea or birds soaring into the blue sky, no longer bound by cages and nets.

Hyuga Seiran swallowed a few bites of soba bread and, on his way across the training ground, occasionally encountered other branch family ninjas who, like him, were up early for their shifts.

Looking around, everyone's faces were uniformly calm and numb.

Not long after arriving at the gate of the clan's territory, he saw the branch family guards, who had also gotten up early to be on duty, walking slowly towards him from not far away.

"Qinglan, so early today?"

"Yes, I thought you'd been called away to train with the head of the main family again."

"I really envy you."

When the branch families saw Hinata Seiran standing at the gate, their previously stern expressions softened.

"Brother Yue, Brother Yiduan, Brother Yongren."

Hinata Seiran nodded in return, then quickly looked away and went to the registration desk to fill in his information.

It's not that Hinata Seiran really had a particularly good relationship with them.

Apart from the slightest blood connection, the group was no different from any other villagers in Konoha.

The polite greeting was simply because the Hyuga clan has strict rules.

Regardless of whether the main branch of the family splits into different branches, there are established rules for speech and behavior.

But that's not the most important thing.

Most importantly, it is being late, being disrespectful, and offending the clan.

At best, they'll be punished with deprivation of cultivation resources; at worst, they'll be confined to cages.

However, a little lateness or rudeness is not enough to offend the caged bird.

The key is cultivation resources.

Ever since I opened my eyes again and adjusted to my new identity as a member of the separated family.

Hinata Seiran understood his situation clearly.

Bound by the constraints of being a caged bird, the energy and money required for self-cultivation are astronomical.

Even though the Hyuga clan, which prides itself on being the largest clan in Konoha, has a branch family, the resources they receive are only a drop in the ocean compared to those of the main family.

Two bloodline limits inherited from Kaguya Otsutsuki.

The same applies to Byakugan and Sharingan.

To become stronger, one must constantly hone one's eye power.

Improving pupil power requires various training methods, and the effort and money required for training are considerable.

Tragically, as descendants of Hamura, the Hyuga clan does not possess the same wealth of training methods as the descendants of Hagoromo, namely the Senju and Uchiha clans.

As a member of the Hyuga branch family, the only way to escape this predicament is through trial and error on one's own.

"Hyuga Seiran".

A clear and melodious voice came from behind. Hinata Seiran turned around and looked at the person who came.

She is a young lady from the Hyuga main family.

Hinata Yumi.

They were also the ones he protected.

"Miss Yumi." Hinata Seiran bowed slightly in greeting.

"No need for such formalities."

Yumi Hinata was dressed in combat gear, her cheeks still chubby, but her eyes flashed with a sharpness beyond her years.

"Today I'm going to practice Bagua Thirty-Two Palms. You'll come with me for training."

She turned her head and gestured for another member of the branch family to take Hyuga Seiran's place, then told Hyuga Seiran to follow her.

Hinata Seiran sighed silently and eventually caught up with her.

To be honest, he really didn't want to play house with this young lady in front of him.

Despite being a member of the main family, he couldn't even perform the 64th move of Baguazhang, and could barely manage the 32nd move.

However, due to the obstruction of the caged bird, he had no choice but to temporarily give in.

Only now did Hyuga Seiran truly understand Neji's feelings when he was training Hinata.

However, being a sparring partner isn't entirely without its advantages.

The Baguazhang taught by the main family is ultimately slightly different from that learned by the branch families.

Perhaps it was because he had received training from the Otsutsuki clan on the moon in his previous life, but Hyuga Seiran could always see through the mysteries at a glance.

"Bang! Bang!"

The sound of clapping echoed continuously on the training ground as Hinata Yumi focused intently on practicing Baguazhang.

Hinata Seiran remained calm, offering occasional pointers on where to exert force and where to withdraw.

"ah!"

Hyuga Yumi stumbled from the blow and let out a soft cry. Just as she was about to fall, Hyuga Seiran caught her.

"Miss Yumi, let's stop here for today's training."

"Your Baguazhang has improved a little since yesterday."

After helping Hyuga Yumi to sit up, Hyuga Seiran took a small step back and spoke without batting an eye.

"Hiss...is that so?"

Hyuga Yumi gasped, rubbing her lower abdomen where she had been hit, suppressing the dull pain, and basking in Hyuga Seiran's praise.

"Of course. Miss Yumi's talent is extraordinary."

"How so?"

"When Miss Yumi practiced Baguazhang, it was so natural and effortless. She was able to discard the dross and retain the essence. She even learned some of my everyday techniques."

Hinata Seiran raised his head and looked at Hinata Yumi with a serious expression.

"Of all the people I have ever met, you are a true genius."

The only "genius" he had ever seen was someone who could completely forget the Baguazhang techniques passed down from the main branch of the family, yet integrate the palm techniques of the branch family into his own body...

"I see. I didn't expect you to think so highly of me."

Hyuga Yumi nodded in satisfaction, then reached out and patted Hyuga Seiran's head: "Truly worthy of being my bodyguard."

Hinata Seiran didn't reply, but simply lowered his gaze silently.

"Since my strength is truly as formidable as you claim..."

She paused, the satisfaction in her eyes slowly fading, gradually turning into indifference and coldness.

"Then you will accompany me to the Hidden Mist battlefield to wash away the shame of our Hyuga clan."

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