Shin’s tense expression softened for a moment, but then it darkened again.
“Uncle, Aunt, there’s something you need to be mentally prepared for in advance.
Itachi…
most likely, we won’t be able to take him with us.”
As soon as these words were spoken, Fugaku and Mikoto’s faces instantly froze.
They recalled what Shin had said earlier—that Itachi had already decided to join forces with Konoha’s higher-ups to purge the entire clan—and an intense, inseparable struggle instantly welled up in their eyes.
“If you’re worried about his safety, there’s no need,” Shin added calmly, observing their expressions.
“He has already awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.”
“What did you say?!” Fugaku stood up abruptly, his face full of disbelief.
“Are you serious?!”
“He awakened it the day Shisui died.” Shin’s voice remained flat, yet he dropped another bombshell.
“Also, Shisui didn’t commit suicide; he died at the hands of Danzo Shimura.
He had also awakened the Mangekyo long ago.
One of his eyes was gouged out alive by Danzo, and the other is with Itachi.”
Fugaku was completely stunned.
His eldest son had awakened the Mangekyo behind his back.
Shisui, the clan’s once-in-a-century genius, had also awakened the Mangekyo, only to die at Danzo’s hands, with one of his eyes even being stolen.
“Danzo Shimura!
How dare he?!
I’ll kill him!”
His long-suppressed rage finally exploded.
Fugaku slammed the table, sending the teacup on the low stand crashing to the floor.
His crimson Sharingan spun wildly, and his murderous intent was almost palpable.
“Uncle, calm down.”
Shin’s voice was as cold as a bucket of ice water, instantly dousing Fugaku’s towering rage.
“Shisui’s Mangekyo ability is called Kotoamatsukami.
It can silently rewrite a person’s thoughts and is the strongest genjutsu.”
“Now that Danzo has Kotoamatsukami, several Three-Tomoe Sharingan embedded in his arm, and Izanagi to boot, do you really think you can kill him?
If you were to be controlled by Kotoamatsukami, the entire Uchiha clan would truly be doomed.”
Fugaku froze.
He stared intently at him, his lips trembling for a long while before he managed to choke out, “Shin, how…
how do you know so much?”
“My ability allows me to glimpse a bit of this world’s future.
Only this world,” Shin brushed it off vaguely.
Fugaku took a deep breath and ultimately didn’t press further.
Every Ninja had their own trump cards; prying into them was a major taboo in the Ninja World.
“When do we start?” He sat back down, his voice devoid of any hesitation, leaving only the grim determination of someone burning their bridges.
“Starting today,” Shin’s expression turned instantly serious.
“Uncle, you must remember every single thing I’m about to say, without the slightest error.”
“First, contact the Ninja Cat Clan.
Starting today, all Uchiha assets within the Land of Fire must be sold off at the fastest possible speed and at low prices to the Daimyo and merchants directly affiliated with him.
All proceeds should be converted into provisions, medicine, Explosive Tags, and Ninja tools, then hoarded in the secret underground chamber of Naka Shrine via Summoning Jutsu.”
“Starting tomorrow, announce to the public that Naka Shrine is being closed for expansion to hold a grand sacrificial ritual for our ancestors, which the entire clan must attend.
Use this as a pretext to take control of the clan’s core areas.”
“Immediately issue orders for all clan members out on missions, regardless of rank, to return to the compound as quickly as possible.
At the same time, arrange for elders proficient in Sealing Jutsu to set up the highest-grade defensive and entrapment formations along the compound’s perimeter, as fast as possible.”
“All the clan’s Ninjutsu scrolls, secret technique heritages, ancestral journals, and all supplies stored in the warehouses must be secretly moved to Naka Shrine.
Not a single item can be left behind.”
“I also need five Elite Jonin who have awakened the Three-Tomoe, plus ten more clan members of at least Jonin level; I have other arrangements for them.
You decide who—they must be absolutely loyal and tight-lipped.”
“Once all the clansmen from outside have returned, have the Ninja Cat Clan place high bounties in the Underground Exchange, targeting our own Uchiha clansmen.”
“One last thing.” Shin paused.
“Go to the Hokage Building yourself to meet Hiruzen Sarutobi.
Tell him that the Uchiha are willing to temporarily surrender the authority of the Konoha Military Police Force.”
“Tell him we’ll discuss taking it back once the mastermind behind Shisui’s assassination is found and the heat dies down.
At the same time, citing the safety of the entire clan, ask him to dispatch Anbu to set up defensive perimeters around the Uchiha Clan Compound.”
“Why?”
A flash of bewilderment crossed Fugaku’s face.
He could understand the other arrangements, but voluntarily surrendering the Police Force’s power and asking the Anbu to set up defenses?
Wasn’t that just sticking their necks under someone else’s blade?
“I can’t go into specific details right now,” Shin shook his head calmly.
“Just do as I say.
This might seem risky, but in the long run, it only benefits us.
It even concerns whether more Uchiha will be able to awaken the Sharingan, or even the Mangekyo, in the future.”
Fugaku looked at his confident eyes and remained silent for a long time before finally letting out a long sigh and nodding firmly.
“Fine!
Since I’ve gambled the entire clan’s future on you, I’ll follow your lead!”
That night, the lights in the Uchiha Clan Compound stayed on all night long.
Fugaku didn’t delay for a second.
As soon as he saw Shin off, he summoned the seven core elders of the clan and a group of absolutely loyal Elite Jonin, including Uchiha Kai, for a secret meeting in the underground chamber of Naka Shrine.
He didn’t mention anything about a New World or the crisis of extermination.
Following Shin’s instructions, he only said that the Village’s suspicion of the Uchiha had reached its peak, that Shisui’s death was no accident, and that the higher-ups were sharpening their blades.
The entire clan had to immediately consolidate their strength, using the pretext of ancestral rituals to purge internal issues and prepare fully.
As soon as he said this, the secret chamber erupted into chaos.
The ostracization they had faced over the years, the comrades who had died mysteriously, and the omnipresent surveillance by Root had already pushed everyone’s resentment to the breaking point.
Fugaku had always suppressed them before, telling everyone to endure, but now that the Clan Head had finally relented, no one had any objections.
Orders were issued one by one.
Just as dawn broke, messengers from the Ninja Cat Clan set off with secret letters to various parts of the Land of Fire.
The shops, mines, and estates the Uchiha had managed in the Land of Fire for decades were all put up for sale overnight.
They dealt exclusively with merchants directly under the Land of Fire’s Daimyo, bypassing all Konoha channels.
All payments were converted into hard currency and scarce supplies, which were continuously sent to the underground storehouse of Naka Shrine via Summoning Jutsu.
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