chsdbacks Chapter 161: Uchiha Tajima
Chapter 161: Uchiha Tajima
"Ah? Hahaha, Grandpa... I thought you were going to say that the first day was the day of the Dust Clan Chief, but it turns out it was you!"
Uchiha Tajima couldn't help but laugh out loud, and gently patted Manji's sleeve with his little hand.
In his young heart, his grandfather was always a learned elder who understood countless profound principles.
The elders in the clan all held my grandfather in high esteem!
Even the clan chief has to respectfully address him as "Clan Elder".
But when it comes to actual strength, he had never seen his grandfather truly make a move.
In my memory, the most amazing thing my grandfather did was when he picked fruit from high places in the spring. He would lightly attach chakra to his feet and leap up to reach the top of the branch. Other than that, he never showed any signs of ninjutsu.
Unlike the other ninjas in the clan, who spent their days practicing kunai and ninjutsu and were always exuding a murderous aura.
Manji looked at Tajima and simply shook his head, offering no further explanation.
He had long stood at the pinnacle of ninja power, and the strength of others was nothing more than fleeting clouds to him.
"Let's talk to Grandpa about what happened today..."
"Wait, Grandpa, I want to hear your old stories too!"
Cherry blossoms fluttered down, landing on their shoulders.
Apart from the soft rustling of the cherry trees in the wind, the courtyard was filled with the quiet conversation of an old man and a young man.
From the lessons in the school, to the daily training of the ninjas in the clan, to the scattered rumors about other clans in the ninja world.
The two chatted for a long time, and the originally relaxed atmosphere was gradually pulled towards a heavy direction by the undercurrents of reality in the ninja world.
"Grandpa, do you think Chief Chen will attack the Thousand Hands Clan?"
Uchiha Tajima gripped the hem of his clothes, his brows furrowing slightly, and his previously smiling face turned serious.
Manji lowered his eyes to look at Tajima and nodded gently: "Yes, definitely."
"The Uchiha and Senju clans have established themselves in the Land of Fire. Their territories, resources, and missions are all subject to conflict, making inter-clan disputes inevitable. Moreover, the Daimyo of the Land of Fire will surely interfere, using the conflict between the two clans to seek personal gain and reap the benefits."
Wan Ci understood perfectly that all of this was a network he had personally laid out.
When he bestowed titles upon various daimyo, he created a system where secular royal power and ninja clans checked and balanced each other. This was precisely to ensure that the reincarnations of Indra and Ashura would always be caught in the vortex of clan conflict, unable to escape their destined clashes.
The rules of this ninja world were established by him from the very beginning, and the current situation is simply following the trajectory he set.
Therefore, he was always clear about whether the mines he had planted would explode.
Upon hearing this, Tajima's face instantly filled with indignation.
"Ugh! That damned daimyo! How dare these mortals, who have no ninjutsu whatsoever, ride roughshod over us ninjas?"
"We ninjas possess such immense power, capable of splitting mountains and shattering rocks, and carrying out perilous missions, yet we are constantly held hostage by the daimyo. Even the food our clan depends on for survival and the materials for forging weapons must be obtained through trade with the outside world, and we must act according to the daimyo's wishes..."
Tajima clenched his small fists, his cheeks puffed out slightly, and complained with dissatisfaction.
Although Tajima is still young, he has matured much more than other children his age under the careful guidance of Wanci over the years. He understands the foundation of the clan's operation and realizes that although ninjas seem powerful, they are actually constrained by worldly power.
He didn't understand why powerful ninjas were at the mercy of powerless daimyo.
"hehe...."
Manji smiled and said, "Tajima, if you're asking this, then you've come to the right person."
The legitimacy of a name comes from oneself!
"The title of Daimyo was bestowed by the Sage of Six Paths. After the Sage of Six Paths vanquished the demons, the ninja world was without a ruler and needed someone to maintain order. At that time, some honest officials were selected by the Sage of Six Paths and were then granted land."
Manji explained to Tajima.
Uchiha Tajima nodded and sighed softly, "Ah, the Sage of Six Paths..."
Just then, a knock sounded on the door.
Wanci was about to get up
Uchiha Tajima immediately took the lead, running over with his short legs and saying, "Grandpa, I'll go!"
He yanked open the wooden sliding door, and the figure standing outside made Tajima straighten his small frame instantly.
The newcomer was dressed in the Uchiha clan's signature high-collared dark blue uniform, with the clan crest embroidered in a dark pattern on the fabric. He was tall and straight, with the sharp look characteristic of the Uchiha clan in his eyes. He was none other than the current Uchiha clan leader, Uchiha Chen.
"Greetings, Chief Dust Clan Leader!"
Tajima bowed respectfully and looked up at the person who had come.
Then he turned and called into the house, "Grandpa, the clan chief is here!"
Manji walked over slowly, his gaze landing on Uchiha Chen: "So it's little Chen. What brings you here?"
He was naturally aware of the person in front of him.
Uchiha Chen is the reincarnation of Indra in this generation.
He was also the head of the Uchiha clan.
Having witnessed the rise and fall of reincarnated beings over a thousand years, he was no longer moved by this destiny.
Upon hearing this, Uchiha Chen immediately bowed deeply to Manji: "Elder, I apologize for disturbing your rest."
"I've come here today to ask for your advice and to get some ideas for me."
"Then come in."
Wan nodded slightly and turned to walk into the inner room first.
The interior was decorated in a very simple style, with a low table and only a few oranges on it.
The two sat facing each other
"Elder, I wish to fight Senju. What do you think?" Uchiha Chen asked impatiently.
"Since you've made your decision, there's no need for further words. Just attack. Why bother asking me?"
Wan Ci said.
These words made Uchiha Chen's anxious expression freeze.
He looked troubled, his brows furrowed, and his tone was full of hesitation: "Elder, as you know, I have only recently taken office and have never experienced a large-scale tribal war."
"I fear that a hasty military campaign would be disastrous, resulting in the loss of our clan members... Do you think I should conserve my strength for a few years, waiting until our foundation is secure before taking action?"
"Should we strike immediately and seize the initiative?"
As soon as Chen finished speaking
Manji then looked up at him and slowly asked, "You've awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan?"
Uchiha Chen shuddered, his face turned deathly pale, his pupils contracted sharply, and a deep sense of horror flashed in his eyes.
He kept the awakening of the Mangekyou Sharingan extremely secret, not telling anyone, not even the closest elders in his clan!
But the elder only glanced at him and then saw right through him, which caused a surge of shock in his heart.
"Elder, your insight is truly remarkable."
Uchiha Chen composed himself, the horror in his eyes gradually fading, replaced by an undisguised arrogance.
Chen slowly raised his right hand, his fingertips lightly brushing against the corner of his eye, and his scarlet Sharingan suddenly snapped open—
Those were a pair of intricately patterned Mangekyou Sharingan, with a pattern at the center of the pupil resembling a spinning windmill, its edges wrapped in sharp arcs of light.
"That's why I have the confidence to take on a thousand people."
Uchiha Chen clenched his fist, his tone resolute. The power of the Mangekyou Sharingan surged within him, filling his eyes with an unwavering determination.
Tajima stood by the door, tilting his head and looking on curiously.