Chapter 50 — The Birth of Zuo Aotian

The moment Guy was released from prison, he rushed straight to the hospital's intensive care unit.

Seeing Lee wrapped up like a mummy, he felt as though he'd been struck by lightning. He dropped to his knees at once, weeping and wailing at the top of his lungs.

Lee parted his lips and asked weakly, "Teacher, don't be like this! I still have a chance to recover!"

"Don't lie to me! Lee!"

Guy's fist hovered over Lee's forehead, but he didn't actually bring it down.

He clutched his head with both hands, messing up even his bowl-cut hair.

"It's all my fault! If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been hurt this badly! Even Lady Tsunade said she's powerless against injuries this severe. Lee! Please allow me to disembowel myself in apology!"

Watching Might Guy mutter to himself, Lee had no idea where he'd pulled out a small tanto from, but he was about to thrust it into his own belly to kill himself.

Lee's eyes nearly split with alarm: "Teacher, I'm telling the truth! But it comes at a certain price."

Guy's movements came to an abrupt halt.

"Really?"

"Really!"

Having been put through all this, Lee—already a critical patient—was now barely breathing, liable to drop dead in his hospital bed at any moment.

Yet he forced himself to hold on and told Might Guy about his discovery.

"So that's how it is." Guy stroked his chin, looking deep in thought.

Lee wasn't the sharpest tool in the shed, but he had perseverance. After reading through the extra memories more than a dozen times, he'd finally discovered a hidden privilege belonging to reincarnators.

Every reincarnator had one chance—and only one—to sell themselves out.

They could sell anything of theirs in exchange for reward points.

Fate, fortune, power, combat experience, wisdom, life insights, practical skills...

Everything, absolutely everything, had its value. And all of it could be converted into reward points.

The most valuable thing Lee possessed was his comprehension of the Eight Inner Gates.

"Wait! Lee! Don't you find it strange? Why would the Lord God allow you to reveal information about Him?" Guy transformed into a sage, as if he'd spotted some blind spot.

Lee looked utterly baffled: "Why wouldn't He allow it?"

"Isn't He afraid that..."

Guy's sentence trailed off into nothing.

Right... why would the Lord God be afraid?

He wished every soul across the endless planes knew of His existence, so they'd become reincarnators and be driven by Him!

Afraid?

No such thing!

From His perspective, this wasn't a secret at all!

In fact, if someone brought in potential, valuable reincarnators, perhaps... there'd even be hidden rewards?

Of course, Guy's simple, blunt way of thinking couldn't reach that far. He just gave Lee a thorough scolding.

"Is the Eight Inner Gates more important than your life?! Lee! If you die, youth ceases to exist!"

"Oh!"

Lee was inexplicably moved, and tearfully sold off his insights and training experience with the Eight Inner Gates.

The points weren't many—the black-hearted Lord God gave him only five hundred reward points—but that was already enough for several full-body repairs.

"Exchange for one [Full-Body Repair]!"

[Based on an analysis of your physical condition, full-body repair will cost 136 reward points.]

For Wang Zhiyao, as long as the soul wasn't damaged, full-body repair was dirt cheap. Even the most troublesome genetic collapse wouldn't cost a thousand points.

Of course, "cheap" was only relative to him—a black-hearted capitalist who made money lying down. Any other reincarnator wanting to use it once would have to grit their teeth and tighten their belts.

Over a hundred reward points were deducted in an instant. A milky-white radiance blossomed from the void, enveloping Lee and lifting him toward the sky.

Within that white light, Lee's injuries healed at astonishing speed.

Torn muscle fibers, bones, and nerves were all rapidly restored—even the hidden wounds left from his past grueling training were wiped away in the process.

When the light faded, Rock Lee felt infinite power brewing inside him, as though he were even a notch stronger than before he'd been injured.

With the slightest exertion, the bandages on his upper body burst apart into strips of cloth and scattered.

"Huh? You're..."

Lee looked at the cool, handsome-faced guy standing at the ICU entrance, thought for a moment, and said, "I remember you. You're the no. 1 among this year's rookie ninja, called... what was it again?"

Sasuke's mouth twitched. His goodwill toward this idiot who looked just like Naruto vanished instantly.

If he hadn't been passing by the hospital earlier and seen something strange, stirring his curiosity, he wouldn't have bothered with the guy at all.

In the end, Sasuke still curled his lip and introduced himself with distaste: "Uchiha Sasuke. May I ask—do you know about reincarnators?"

"Eh? You're one too?"

Lee instantly gave himself away.

"What was that white light just now?"

"Full-body repair..."

"How many missions have you done?"

"None."

"Then where did you get reward points?"

Honest Lee told the other man the secret he'd discovered.

Watching the two of them exchange questions and answers in that mechanical, stiff way, Guy was moved to tears: "Mm! Is this what friendship is? So hot-blooded! I'm about to ignite!"

"All right, I've got something to do. See you next time."

Sasuke fled the hospital as if dodging lunatics.

"So, besides doing missions and handing in items that carry the power of fate, you can also sell yourself?" A wickedly smug smile crept onto Sasuke's lips.

The Sharingan?

His fate?

Take it! Take it all!

Could these things let him stand at the pinnacle of the endless worlds?

If not, what use were they?

After finishing *Naruto* from Sakura's point of view, Sasuke had felt only one thing deep in his heart.

That manga's scope was too small. All that fighting back and forth was nothing but an internal struggle within a single family.

Those of noble bloodline, anyone connected to the Otsutsuki clan, could erupt and break through at the brink of death.

Those with no connection to the Otsutsuki clan were just ordinary background characters—no matter how hard they tried, they could never break out of fate's cage.

Which raised the question...

Was the Otsutsuki bloodline really that noble?

Sasuke instinctively glanced at the "Bloodline" section of the Lord God's exchange list.

[Cosmic Frost Demon: Naturally grows to adulthood with the power to casually destroy planets, a long-lived species...]

[Natural-Born Super Saiyan: Broly's blood of rage...]

[Primordial Sacred Body: Peerless across all ages, invincible under heaven...]

[Supreme Bone: Innate skill "Hand of Heaven"—when triggered, it unleashes the Calamity Light of Heaven, as if borrowing Heaven's own hand to inflict disaster upon the opponent...]

[Identity Exchange — Spirit of the Gate of Eternal Life: Immortal and indestructible, fortune surging without end, devouring all things to nourish oneself...]

Even if the Otsutsuki bloodline were purified and elevated to its absolute peak, could it compare to these entries on the Lord God's exchange list?

At that thought, Sasuke couldn't help but sneer aloud.

Of course, even if he sold everything he could possibly sell, he still couldn't afford these top-tier bloodlines.

But Sasuke already had his own exchange plan.

Better nothing than second-best!

Until he had enough reward points and fate gems to buy the bloodline he wanted, he decided to exchange for "that" first.

It took him a full half-day before Sasuke finally found the power he wanted and could afford!

This would be the opportunity that changed his life!

And today would become the turning point of his life!

[Super High School Level Luck (Passive): Representative figure, Makoto Naegi. The exchanger gains the power of "true luck," also known by another name—"Protagonist Halo."]