The explosive flames dissipated rapidly; the Great Elder had already rushed into the crater and scooped up the soot-covered Uchiha Nan, cursing loudly.
“You little brat, do you not want to live?”
Uchiha Kangetsu was also full of confusion; it was just a spar, was it necessary to risk one’s life like this?
If he hadn’t erupted with Jonin-level Chakra just now, he would have been finished off as well.
Just as the Great Elder’s hand was about to touch him, Uchiha Nan jumped out of his arms.
Covering his lower body with both hands, he revealed the only snow-white part of his entire body—his teeth—and smiled at the Great Elder and Uchiha Kangetsu.
“I won this time.”
“You won, you won.
Hurry up and come here, let me treat you so you don’t suffer any lingering aftereffects.”
The Great Elder waved his hand impatiently.
“It’s fine, I’m not hurt.”
While borrowing a set of clothes from the Great Elder, Uchiha Nan patted his body, brushing off the black dust to reveal his toned muscles underneath.
The Great Elder immediately showed a look of astonishment.
He reached out and pinched his arm, only then realizing the truth.
“You brat, you actually have such strong fire resistance.
No wonder you were so bold!”
Uchiha Nan didn’t say much else to the Great Elder, but instead looked impatiently at Uchiha Kangetsu.
“Hurry up and admit it, did you lose?”
This was something Uchiha Nan had just realized: he had defeated Uchiha Kangetsu.
Although it was only by defeating him while his strength was suppressed, a defeat was still a defeat.
Was it possible to obtain a defeat reward?
Thinking of this, Uchiha Nan cast an eager gaze at Uchiha Kangetsu.
Although Uchiha Kangetsu didn’t understand what had happened, failure was failure; there was nothing wrong with admitting it.
With a calm, expressionless face, he said, “I lost.”
Uchiha Nan stared fixedly at the battle log panel, and sure enough.
A piece of battle information appeared on it.
Defeated Jonin Uchiha Kangetsu, obtained Two-Tomoe Sharingan.
In the Uchiha Clan, opening a Three-Tomoe Sharingan and doing a little training was enough to become a Jonin.
But this didn’t mean that one couldn’t reach Jonin level with just a Two-Tomoe.
As long as one trained other aspects of themselves to the pinnacle, even a One-Tomoe could become a Jonin; Uchiha Kangetsu was a prime example of this.
Holy crap?
Uchiha Nan’s heart stirred; this method didn’t just provide rewards.
It actually gave him a Two-Tomoe Sharingan directly.
This made Uchiha Nan, who had previously been worrying about where to obtain Sharingan bloodline traits, overjoyed.
At the same time, Uchiha Nan figured out one thing: could the Sharingan bloodline trait that dropped before have been because Uchiha Tekka hadn’t awakened his eyes?
And after Uchiha Kangetsu awakened his eyes, what dropped was the Sharingan itself, not the bloodline trait.
However, there were too few examples to allow Uchiha Nan to deduce key information, so he had to give up.
After putting on clothes, Uchiha Nan, led by the Great Elder, returned to the bedroom, and Uchiha Kangetsu had disappeared.
“Speak up, what kind of support do you want from me, little one?”
The Great Elder’s words were now full of closeness, owing to the strength Uchiha Nan had just displayed.
He had already decided to cultivate Uchiha Nan as the future of the Uchiha Clan, treating him even better than his own grandson.
Uchiha Nan didn’t make unreasonable demands and said calmly: “I want you to transfer Uchiha Ryūgan out of Konoha Village, and give me some Ninjutsu scrolls, that’s all.”
“Oh, I can give you the Ninjutsu scrolls directly.
As for Uchiha Ryūgan, don’t you need me to help you take care of him directly?”
Since he was cultivating Uchiha Nan as his successor, the Great Elder didn’t mind helping him clear away threats.
A mere Jonin was nothing in his eyes; he could just find an excuse and make him disappear.
Uchiha Nan shook his head: “No need, leave him for me to kill in the future.
As long as he doesn’t get in the way, that’s fine.”
“Alright, as long as you know what you’re doing.” The Great Elder nodded and took a scroll from the bookshelf behind him, tossing it into Uchiha Nan’s hands.
“This is a space scroll containing what you need.
Take it.
This Old Man won’t keep you for dinner to avoid leaking news.
If you need anything in the future, you can have Tekka notify me.”
Uchiha Nan nodded, bid farewell, and left.
He grabbed a quick bite at the snack street before returning to his bedroom.
He first took out the Ninja scroll the Great Elder had given him and placed it on the floor, then sat down cross-legged. This story is hosted at novelping.com.
He claimed the previous defeat reward, and slowly, Uchiha Nan felt invisible energy in his body gathering toward his eyes.
His eyeballs began to heat up and itch, so he immediately stood up and walked to the mirror.
As expected, he had acquired “pink eye,” and the original pupil part had turned blood-red.
Two commas had appeared within them, looking extremely eerie.
With these eyes, Uchiha Nan could clearly see the dust floating in the air.
He could see the movements of a mosquito flapping its wings; the whole world had become clear.
Because he hadn’t learned any Genjutsu yet, Uchiha Nan couldn’t test the power of these eyes.
He could only unwillingly deactivate the Sharingan, and only then did he realize that in such a short time, 1/4 of his Chakra had vanished.
What a terrifying Chakra consumption rate.
No wonder Kakashi was dragged down by the Sharingan later on.
However, this might also have to do with him just awakening the Sharingan; perhaps the consumption would decrease in the future.
Uchiha Nan, like a child who had just received a new toy, stood in front of the mirror, switching the Sharingan on and off.
Furthermore, he focused his mind on the two commas in his eyes, letting one of them slowly fade away.
It turned into a One-Tomoe Sharingan.
This way, even if he encountered unavoidable danger and had to expose the Sharingan.
He could explain it away; otherwise, a 6-year-old child awakening a Two-Tomoe in Konoha would be equivalent to a death sentence, wouldn’t it?
After his Chakra was completely exhausted, Uchiha Nan’s mood calmed down, and he sat cross-legged again.
He opened the space scroll in front of him and took out a stack of money.
Uchiha Nan carefully counted it.
Good heavens, this was 1 million Ryō, the reward for a full S-rank mission.
The Great Elder was truly generous.
Afterward, he took out some Kunai, Shuriken, explosive tags, and other combat weapons from it.
Only then did he take out a stack of Ninja scrolls.
The dozen or so scrolls his parents had left him were of a single type and involved very few attributes.
They were no longer enough for him to continue learning effectively, which was why he had asked for some from the Great Elder.
Uchiha Nan checked the types of these scrolls: Lightning, Fire, Earth, Wind, Water—all kinds, ranging from D-rank to A-rank, everything was there.
There were also some Genjutsu, Taijutsu, and Medical Ninjutsu.
He had truly given him his life’s savings.