Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

Tsunade felt that her brain might have been damaged by the jar of sake that Shizuka forced her to drink on their wedding day.

Otherwise, she would not be able to explain this absurd scene before her.

One second she was in her own backyard, smelling the fragrance of the soil.

The next second, the ground beneath my feet transformed into some kind of cold, faintly glowing white rock.

Above, there was no sky, but a deep darkness filled with countless suspended stars.

In the distance, a colossal, indescribably blue planet hangs silently in the darkness, like a magnificent glass marble.

"This...is this the moon?"

Her voice sounded somewhat hoarse in the deathly silence.

"The back side."

Qianxuan's voice came from the side. He was still dressed casually at home, with his hands in his pockets, as if he were strolling in his own backyard.

"Let's go, I'll take you to see the legacy the Sage of Six Paths left for his brother."

As he spoke, he took Tsunade's hand and took a step forward.

The space before them rippled out like water.

When they reappeared, the two were in a huge, hollow world.

An artificial sun, emitting a soft glow, floated in the center of this space, illuminating the inverted land below that floated in the air.

The ancient, white buildings stand silently on the land, exuding a sense of isolation and solitude.

"My lord, this is the ancestral home of the Otsutsuki clan, the descendants of Lord Hamura."

Black Jue's figure emerged from Qian Xuan's shadow, his voice carrying a hint of suppressed excitement.

"If we can get through here, we'll reach the core where Lady Kaguya is sealed..."

"Noisy."

Qianxuan glanced at it.

Black Zetsu immediately shut his mouth and obediently shrank back into the shadows.

Just then, dozens of white figures shot up from the buildings below and surrounded the two of them.

They wore uniform white robes, their skin was pale, and their eyes had no pupils, only a pure white that emitted a ghostly light.

"Sinners on Earth!"

The elderly man at the head of the group spoke with a condescending, judgmental tone.

"How dare you set foot on this sacred land!"

"Lord Hamura's will will not allow you mortals who have defiled chakra to once again meddle with the power of the God of Creation!"

Tsunade's brows furrowed slightly.

Each of these people exudes chakra fluctuations no less powerful than those of a Jonin.

Especially the old man at the head, whose strength is probably close to that of a Kage.

However, Qianxuan simply yawned.

"Are you done talking?"

He picked at his ear, looking impatient, as if he were listening to a fly buzzing.

"Those who blaspheme the gods shall be punished by Heaven..."

Before the old man could finish speaking, his body, along with the dozens of Otsutsuki clan members behind him, seemed to be gripped tightly by an invisible hand.

Their bodies, out of control, knelt down in an extremely humiliating posture towards Sengen and Tsunade.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

A series of dull thuds echoed in the air.

Their prized chakra, their so-called bloodline as descendants of gods, were as fragile as a sheet of paper before this incomprehensible and irresistible power.

"I don't like talking to people with my head tilted up."

Qianxuan, holding Tsunade's hand, slowly walked past the group of "descendants of gods" kneeling in the void.

"I feel much better now."

He didn't even glance at them again, and flew straight toward the enormous, temple-like building at the very core of this space.

Tsunade followed beside him, watching the Otsutsuki clansmen who looked horrified but couldn't move, and a sense of absurdity suddenly arose in her heart.

These are... descendants of God?

I feel like he's not even as good as Raikage Aina.

The interior of the temple was spacious yet majestic.

Deep inside, an unimaginably huge sphere, radiating brilliant golden light, floats silently in mid-air.

It's like a real sun; with each pulse, it releases terrifying energy that makes the entire space tremble.

"This is... the Great Tenseigan?"

Tsunade muttered to herself.

She could sense that the power contained within that golden sphere was far beyond her understanding of ninjutsu.

That is the pure power of creation and destruction.

"It's just a bunch of energy balls made up of rolled eyes, nothing special."

Qianxuan's evaluation remained as simple and unpretentious as ever.

He released Tsunade's hand and slowly walked towards the enormous golden eyeball.

"Halt! Mortal!"

A white-haired boy emerged from the shadows of the temple.

He looked young, about seven or eight years old, but he had no eyes on his face.

There were only two empty, bottomless eye sockets.

Otsutsuki Toneri.

"This is a sacred relic left to us by Lord Hamura; you are not permitted to..."

Once again, he couldn't finish his sentence.

Qianxuan simply turned around and glanced at him.

That glance was very ordinary.

But Sheren felt as if his soul had been thrown into an invisible furnace called "fear," where it was repeatedly burned, crushed, and reduced to nothingness.

He collapsed to his knees with a thud, trembling violently, unable to utter a single syllable.

Qianxuan ignored him and walked straight to the Great Reincarnation Eye.

He reached out and gently placed his hand on the huge golden sphere.

There was no earth-shattering energy eruption, nor any unusual phenomena.

That divine eye, which had been pulsating for thousands of years and was composed of countless white eyes, suddenly stopped functioning.

The dazzling golden light faded rapidly, visible to the naked eye.

An immense amount of energy, enough to destroy the world, surged wildly into Qianxuan's palm like a flood that had found its outlet.

The whole process was eerily quiet.

As Tsunade watched the man's retreating figure and the rapidly shrinking golden sphere of light, her brain once again went blank.

He...he's absorbing the Great Tenseigan?

Just like that... with your hands?

A moment later, the giant eye that had once shone as brightly as the sun had completely disappeared.

Only a fist-sized eyeball, radiating a soft golden light and as clear as a glass bead, lay quietly in Qianxuan's palm.

Qianxuan turned around and walked back to Tsunade.

With that familiar, slightly smug smile on his face, he handed over the golden eyeball in his hand.

"Wife."

"How about this serves as a nightlight?"

"..."

Tsunade looked at him, then at the "night light" in his hand that had almost blinded her just moments before. She opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word.

She suddenly realized that she might never be able to understand how this man's brain was structured.

"You...give it to me?"

She felt her voice was a little weak.

"certainly."

Qianxuan looked completely at ease.

"This thing is useless to me. But it's a huge benefit to you."

He held the golden eyeball in his hand, as if examining a work of art.

"Its power can greatly enhance your cell activity, turning your Hundred Healings Technique into a passive skill that does not consume life force."

"Moreover, with it, you can use a technique called 'Golden Wheel Reincarnation Explosion'."

Qian Xuan paused for a moment, then thought of a more fitting description.

"It's probably the kind of sword that can split the moon in two with one strike."

Tsunade: "..."

She looked at Qian Xuan with the same gaze she gave him, as if he were a madman.

"I...I don't have the bloodline of the Otsutsuki, and...I don't have the Byakugan."

She tried to explain this unscientific scene using science.

"That's no big deal."

Qianxuan waved his hand, his tone relaxed, as if he were saying, "Add an extra dish to dinner."

"I'll modify it for you."

After saying that, he didn't give Tsunade a chance to refuse. Holding the golden eyeball, he gently touched Tsunade's brow with his other hand.