Uchiha Madara had been hiding something for a long time—something he swore he would take to the grave. After all, if anyone knew he had been resurrected for free, he would never hear the end of it. Especially from that fool Senju Hashirama.
And that wasn't even the worst of it—Senju Tobirama, that wicked-tongued demon in Uchiha robes, would surely mock him relentlessly.
But now, that secret had been laid bare.
"You inherently evil Souta Kazuki!!!" Madara roared, his voice trembling with frustration as he pointed an accusing finger at the young Hokage.
Senju Hashirama blinked with confusion, his childlike eyes round with curiosity. "Eh? For real, Madara? Free? As in, no ryo involved? No fee?"
Bang!
"You absolute idiot! I told you not to say 'free' again! You want me to beat you to death?!"
"Hahahahahahaha!!!" Senju Tobirama's laughter echoed through the courtyard, slapping Madara's pride across the face like an iron fan. "You inherently evil Madara Uchiha! The great and mighty Shura of the Ninja World, summoned for nothing? Free?! Not a single ryo?! Hahahahahaha!!!"
Madara trembled with fury. "You damn Uchiha Tobirama! I'm going to kill you! I swear I'll kill you!!!"
Before he could act, his younger brother Uchiha Izuna jumped in, grabbing him by the shoulders. "Onii-chan! Calm down! Even though it's... enraging that you're technically a giveaway... doesn't that prove how unique you are?! No one else gets that honor! Everyone else costs money—they have to earn it. But you? You were chosen."
Madara looked at his brother's red-tinted face and felt a wave of despair wash over him. "Izuna… you… you're siding with Tobirama now? Do you even see me as your big brother anymore?!"
Izuna's eyes widened. "Onii-chan! What are you talking about?! You'll always be my big brother! Evil Tobirama or not, I don't care about that!"
Seeing his younger brother's sincerity, Madara's expression faltered. But the shame lingered. The mighty Shura of the Ninja World… resurrected without a single ryo.
After the dust of mockery settled, Uchiha Shisui approached respectfully. "Hokage-sama, the funds have been transferred. Three billion ryo, as requested."
"Good," Souta Kazuki nodded, eyes sharp as blades. Without delay, he channeled the entire amount into the system. Instantly, the ryo vanished from the real world and reappeared in his personal interface.
[System Interface – Psychic System]
Host: Souta Kazuki
Wealth Value: 3,900,000,000 ryo
White Summoning: 0
Green Summoning: 0
Blue Summoning: 0
Purple Summoning: 0
Golden Summoning: 0
Colored Summoning: 0
Souta's gaze swept over the updated system screen. A new entry had appeared—"Colored Summoning." This wasn't just cosmetic. This was a step beyond golden-level summoning. A power that reached into the realm of the divine—into the domain of Six Paths-level beings.
"Just as I thought," Souta murmured. "The colored summoning represents those who dwell beyond Hokage-tier—Six Paths level."
His mind whirled with possibilities. If the body of the Sage of Six Paths could be located and brought to Konoha soil, resurrection wouldn't be a dream. Perhaps even Indra and Asura could be summoned back, if Black Zetsu knew their burial sites.
He narrowed his eyes. "I'll have to talk to Madara later… Black Zetsu has knowledge deeper than the Scroll of Seals or any archive. I'll make that shadowy old parasite dig his own grave—literally."
Looking again at his account balance—3.9 billion ryo—Souta sighed. "System. Redeem one Colored Summoning."
[Confirmation: 1,000,000,000 ryo spent.]
[Colored Summoning x1 acquired.]
Souta felt a slight sting in his heart as his fortune dropped to 2.9 billion. But this was necessary. His ambitions demanded sacrifice.
He turned to the elite shinobi gathered nearby—Uchiha Sasuke of the future among them.
"Everyone—stand ready. I'm not sure which Otsutsuki will emerge… but we must act the moment it appears. Seize it, seal it, gouge out its eyes if needed."
Orochimaru's pale face twisted with glee. "A living Otsutsuki… hahahahahaha… This will be my masterpiece."
Souta raised his hand, forming a seal. "Kuchiyose no Jutsu!"
Bang!
The summoning circle exploded in a whirl of color—red, blue, violet, emerald, gold, silver, and shadow—like a rainbow of chakra bursting into the sky. It was nothing like the golden arrays of before. This one was sacred, godlike.
A soul-fire began to coalesce at the center.
From within, a humanoid figure began to take shape.
"Otsutsuki… Urashiki?!"
Souta instantly recognized the face.
Before Urashiki could even open his eyes, Uchiha Sasuke activated his Rinnegan and instantly sealed off the entire area in a spatial lock. Uchiha Madara reappeared behind Urashiki like a demon reborn, kunai already glowing with chakra.
Poof!
Blood spurted as Madara ripped out both of Urashiki's eyes without hesitation.
Senju Hashirama appeared next, his face marked with Sage Mode lines. "Senpou: Myoujinmon!"
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Massive torii gates rained down from the sky, pinning Urashiki to the ground like a wriggling worm. Before he could even scream, another layer of immortal-activated sealing techniques flooded him in a web of glowing lines.
"AHHHH!!! WHAT IS THIS?! YOU DAMNED LOW-LIFE VERMIN!!! I'LL KILL YOU ALL! YOU INSECTS! YOU DARE—"
His screams were cut off as the final seal bound his chakra. He writhed, helpless and pathetic.
A soft drop of moisture rolled down his cheek.
Urashiki froze.
"Hahahahahaha…" came Orochimaru's dark chuckle, crouched beside him with unblinking eyes. "Such divine tissue… such a rare chance… I must begin soon…"
Urashiki howled in terror.
But no one offered him pity.
The Rainbow Flames of Resurrection had begun burning the heavens.