Kain nodded slightly.
A faint blue system screen quietly appeared before his eyes.
The progress bar for the beginner mission had jumped to ninety-five percent; only the final step remained.
He looked toward the depths of the secret chamber, where a massive teleportation formation had already been constructed.
He had personally carved the formation lines stroke by stroke according to the coordinates provided by the system.
It only needed a final infusion of chakra to open the door to a new world.
“Have the formations been checked?” “Three times, without a single error.
The outer defensive and trapping formations are also completely finished.
Even if the Hokage leads the Anbu in an all-out assault, we can stall them for at least twelve hours.” Kain gave a hum of acknowledgment, lightly tapping his fingertips against the stone table as a flash of cold crimson crossed his eyes.
Over the past month, Hiruzen Sarutobi’s arrogance, Fugaku’s cooperation, and even Uchiha Itachi’s repeated, futile probes had all fallen within his expectations.
Fugaku voluntarily handing over the Military Police Force and requesting Anbu surveillance wasn’t a sign of submission; it was a reassurance to lull Hiruzen Sarutobi into a false sense of security.
It made the Hokage believe that surrounding them on all sides meant he had everything under control, completely forgetting that the Uchiha’s true trump card was never out in the open streets of the compound, but hidden right here in the Naka Shrine—a place he could never enter.
As for the contract that wouldn’t be handed over for another month, that was his contingency plan.
By the time Konoha realized what was happening, they would be long gone.
The Daimyo’s people would arrive with the contracts to take over the properties, and even if Konoha wanted to pursue the Uchiha, they would first have to argue with the Fire Daimyo.
That would buy them more than enough time to establish a firm foothold in the new world.
“Young Master, about Itachi…” Kei began hesitantly.
“Ignore him,” Kain waved a hand, his tone flat.
“Fugaku will handle it.
If he wants to die with Konoha, that’s his own choice.
We don’t have time to waste on him.” He walked to the entrance of the secret chamber and pushed open the stone door.
The late autumn evening breeze blew in, carrying maple leaves with it.
In the distance, at the border of the clan compound, the lights of the Anbu outposts were clearly visible, while the silhouette of the Hokage building loomed faintly in the night.
Less than eleven months remained until the night of the clan massacre from the original timeline.
And only three days remained until they completely abandoned this land that had buried countless amounts of Uchiha blood and hatred.
All preparations were complete.
A few minutes later, the lights in the underground chamber of the Naka Shrine cast a cold, hard glow across the stone walls.
Uchiha Kain stood before the stone platform, with a solemn-faced Uchiha Fugaku by his side.
Below the platform, sixteen figures sat cross-legged.
Their chakra was perfectly concealed, yet it couldn’t hide the fierce, battle-hardened aura radiating from them.
Six elite jonin who had awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan, and ten jonin with at least a two-tomoe Sharingan—these were the absolute pinnacle of the Uchiha clan’s hidden combat power.
The six leading them were Uchiha Taohuo, Uchiha Tekka, Uchiha Yashiro, Uchiha Yakumi, Uchiha Kei, and Uchiha Yakugo.
Any single one of them was a ruthless figure capable of holding their own in the ninja world.
“Have the rumors been spread outside?” Kain placed the secret scroll in his hand onto the stone platform and looked up at Fugaku, his fingertips lightly tapping the edge of the scroll.
“Everything has been handled exactly as you instructed,” Fugaku immediately nodded, keeping his voice low.
“The news of our standoff with the village has been spread through the border merchant caravans.
Iwagakure and Kumogakure have both made their moves.
The Fourth Raikage, A, in particular, has already amassed garrison troops at the border, just waiting for Konoha to fall into chaos so he can take a bite out of them.” Kain nodded slightly.
He turned around, his gaze sweeping over the sixteen straight-backed figures below.
His originally flat tone suddenly deepened, carrying an unquestionable weight.
“The upcoming operation is no trifling matter.
It concerns whether our Uchiha clan can break free from the curse of the Sharingan in the future, whether more of our clansmen can awaken their eyes, and even reach the Mangekyou or higher realms.
Therefore, I am asking everyone here to give it your absolute all.
There cannot be a single mistake.” As soon as he finished speaking, the sixteen men straightened their backs in unison.
Their voices were kept extremely low, yet they carried a ruthless, point-of-no-return determination as they spoke as one: “Please give your orders, Young Master Kain!” “Uchiha Kei!” “Here!” Uchiha Kei immediately took a half-step forward and dropped to one knee.
The three-tomoe Sharingan flashed in his eyes as he responded in a deep voice.
“Starting today, you will take two men and lie in wait beneath the Hokage Monument.
In three days, during the hour of the Ox, detonate all the explosive tags planted by Gennou in the predetermined sequence— First, blow up the Hokage Monument, then the outer residential districts, and finally, target the Hokage administrative district.
Once the explosions go off, immediately conceal all your chakra and sneak outside the Hokage building to provide backup.
You are not to engage in prolonged combat, and you are not to cause any unnecessary complications.
Understood?” “Understood!
I guarantee the mission will be completed!” “Taohuo!
Tekka!” “Here!” The two stepped forward in unison and bowed as they replied.
“Tomorrow after nightfall, each of you will take two men, evade all Anbu surveillance, and sneak into the vicinity of the Hokage building to hide.
In three days, when Kei’s explosive tags go off and Hiruzen Sarutobi is lured away, you will immediately infiltrate the underground secret chamber of the Hokage building.
You have only one target—the Scroll of Seals.” Kain paused, his gaze fixed intently on their faces as he enunciated every word.
“I don’t care what methods you use.
Your top priority is to secure the complete scroll for the Flying Thunder God Jutsu, followed by the Edo Tensei.
If the situation turns sour, you can abandon the Wood Release and the Eight Branches Technique.
Even if you only manage to grab the Flying Thunder God, you must evacuate immediately.
You absolutely cannot linger for a single second longer!” “After you pull out, rendezvous with Kei first.
Wait for word from Yashiro’s group, and finally, contact the contracted Ninja Cat clan to use the Reverse Summoning Jutsu to return to the compound.
Is that clear?” “Yes!
We guarantee the mission will be completed!” “Yashiro!
Yakumi!
Yakugo!” “Here!” The three stepped forward in response, their eyes filled with solemnity.
“The three of you will take the remaining five men.
Tomorrow after nightfall, sneak to the perimeter of the Root base and hide.
When the explosive tags detonate and Danzo leads the main Root forces out to maintain order, you will immediately slip into the base.
Three targets: the live Hashirama cell samples, the core data on cell reproduction, and all related experimental data.” Kain’s tone softened slightly, but it still carried an unquestionable bottom line.
“Remember, securing the live Hashirama cells is an absolute order.
You must get them.
As for the other two, if there is even the slightest risk in taking them, abandon them immediately.
Turn around and leave.
You are not to engage or entangle yourselves with anyone.” “Memorize this well: every single one of you is a spark of the Uchiha’s future, far more precious than any scroll or data.
The mission must succeed, but you must also return to me in one piece.
Understood?” “Understood!
Please rest assured, Young Master Kain!
We will absolutely not fail the clan’s trust!” CREATORS’ THOUGHTS Otaku_Senpaii Want more chapters?