chsdbacks Chapter 498 The Mangekyou Sharingan was activated, immediately shocking the entire audience.
Chapter 498 The Mangekyou Sharingan was activated, immediately shocking the entire audience.
The patrolling ninjas' footsteps rang out rhythmically, their ninja swords clashing together with a crisp sound.
Their eyes glowed crimson, their Sharingan with a single tomoe flickered slightly, their gazes fixed intently on Yui Aoyama.
"Sanmine! Why did you bring back a female Jonin from Iwagakure?!"
After they finished speaking, their gazes were fixed on Yui Aoyama again, and they subconsciously took a step forward, forming a subtle encirclement.
Aoyama Yui felt hot all over from being stared at, her ear tips turned slightly red, and she subconsciously shrank behind Uchiha Mitsumine.
An elderly Uchiha clansman, his temples streaked with gray and his face deeply lined, frowned slightly as his gaze fell upon the two: "Mitsumine, judging from your posture, you two seem more like lovers than prisoners. Can you explain this?"
These words immediately sparked a flurry of discussion among the surrounding crowd.
"A couple? She's from Iwagakure! The two armies are fighting to the death at the border right now, how could the Uchiha Mitsurugi be involved with ninjas from an enemy country?"
"Didn't the news yesterday say that Uchiha Sanfeng single-handedly stopped this female Jonin from Iwagakure to cover the retreat of his two cousins, Inahisa and Tetsuka? Everyone said at the time that he was probably in grave danger, so how come he not only came back alive but also brought her back with him?"
"That female Jonin from Iwagakure is said to be quite strong. Could it be that the Three Peaks have been bewitched by her?"
The questioning words drifted over, and a few hot-blooded young ninjas were itching to take a step forward, but they stopped reluctantly after being glared at by their elders.
Uchiha Mitsunori's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end, as if the surrounding discussions had nothing to do with him.
He knew in his heart that in this family, words and explanations were the least effective; only strength could silence the gossip.
The next second, his eyes suddenly turned crimson, and the three-tomoe Sharingan slowly emerged, the jet-black three tomoe rotating evenly in his pupils.
As soon as the aura dissipated, the surrounding discussions instantly subsided by more than half. The previously restless crowd of onlookers subconsciously took a half step back, and their gazes towards him held a hint of awe.
This camp was originally dominated by the Uchiha clan, and the fact that someone possessed the three-tomoe Sharingan at the age of 16 was a synonym for genius.
So even though everyone had many doubts, no one dared to step forward and say another word.
Under the complex gazes of the crowd, Uchiha Sanfeng steadily led Aoyama Yui toward the center of the camp. When his scarlet eyes swept over the crowd, even the most arrogant young ninja unconsciously lowered his head.
Two hurried footsteps came from the side. Uchiha Tekka rushed ahead with a joyful expression. He was agile, and his bangs were blown by the wind. He stopped abruptly when he got close, his eyes fixed on the three tomoe in Sanfeng's eyes.
"Brother Sanfeng! You've actually advanced to the three-tomoe Sharingan! After we retreated yesterday, I was so worried, I thought you..."
As he was saying the second half of his sentence, he caught sight of Aoyama Yui hiding behind Sanfeng, and his words suddenly stopped. His eyes were full of doubt, and he subconsciously scratched his head.
Uchiha Inahisa, on the other hand, was much more composed. Although he was only seventeen years old, he also had the Sharingan with three tomoe in his eyes, making him a genuine elite Jonin.
His gaze swept over Aoyama Yui's Iwagakure attire, his brows furrowing instantly with a hint of worry: "Mitsubone, why did you bring her back? Yesterday, to cover your clansman's retreat, you single-handedly stopped this female Iwagakure Jonin... and now you're bringing her back to camp. This is too strange... it's inevitable that some people will have doubts."
Uchiha Inaho's words struck a chord with those around her, and the previously quiet discussions began to resurface.
A hint of embarrassment crossed Uchiha Mitsunori's face. He coughed lightly to ease the increasingly heavy atmosphere.
"I was lucky. I was forced into a corner during our fight, which allowed me to break through my bottleneck. I not only awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan, but also completely subdued her with genjutsu. She is now my woman, and we plan to return to Konoha together."
"What?...You awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan?...How is that possible?!"
Uchiha Inahime's pupils suddenly contracted, and she stared at him in shock, almost unable to believe her ears.
The Mangekyou Sharingan is the pinnacle of the Uchiha clan's power, and very few people in the entire clan can awaken it. He never imagined that Mikado, who was about the same age as him, could break through to the Mangekyou Sharingan in a rearguard battle.
Uchiha Mitsumine said no more. The three tomoe in his eyes suddenly accelerated their rotation, and the scarlet patterns in his pupils rapidly transformed into intricate and eerie kaleidoscope patterns.
This power was released without reservation, and even Uchiha Inahisa and Uchiha Tetsuka, who were standing next to him, subconsciously took a half step back, their expressions quickly changing from shock to awe.
"You actually awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan... This is unbelievable. In just one day, you've changed so much. It's like you're a completely different person."
Uchiha Inahi muttered to herself, her eyes filled with disbelief, and subconsciously raised her hand to press her left eye.
Uchiha Tetsuka quickly recovered from his shock, his face instantly filled with embarrassment, and he reached out and patted Mitsumine's shoulder heavily.
"Sanfeng-kun, you're amazing! Just in one battle covering the rear, you not only subdued the enemy's female Jonin, but also awakened the Mangekyou Sharingan. Your luck is absolutely incredible!"
As he spoke, his curious gaze kept glancing at Yui Aoyama, making her even more flustered. She lowered her head even further and instinctively hid behind Mitsufumi, her neck turning a faint red.
Yui Aoyama was both flustered and confused. She could sense that there was no malice in Tetsuka's eyes, but she couldn't stand the hostility that still lingered among the clansmen around her. She was also aware of how conspicuous her identity as an Iwagakure ninja was here. Only by sticking close to the three peaks could she find a sense of security.
"Alright, stop being so shocked."
Uchiha Mitsunori raised his hand and slapped away Tekka's hand, withdrawing his Mangekyou Sharingan. The crimson in his eyes faded, and he regained his usual composure.
"I also need to report my mission to the clan leader. I will report on the matter concerning Yui Aoyama."
The Uchiha clan reveres power, and the Mangekyou Sharingan is both proof of strength and a bargaining chip for gaining a higher status within the clan.
Now, with the war situation becoming increasingly tense, he must establish his presence in front of the higher-ups in order to pave the way for subsequent plans.
Upon hearing this, Uchiha Inahashi immediately suppressed her shock and became serious.
As an elite Jonin, he knew far more about the situation than Tetsuka. With a hint of worry in his voice, he said, "Mitsubone, because supplies at the front are severely lacking, Chief Fugaku is holding a meeting with all the camp's high-ranking officials in the conference room. The atmosphere there isn't very good. Perhaps you could go later?"
Uchiha Mitsunori nodded to show he understood. He possessed the original owner's memories and was fully aware of the current war situation.
The Land of Fire was besieged by the four great ninja villages, and Konoha Village was short-handed, with even 8- or 9-year-old children being sent to the battlefield.
The shortage of supplies at the camp was no secret.
After a moment's thought, he became even more determined to go to the conference room. He not only needed to report on the negotiations with Onoki, but also to use the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan to declare his existence in front of all the high-ranking officials in order to secure his corresponding position.
Aoyama Yui felt extremely uncomfortable under the curious gaze that Tetsuka kept casting at her. She gripped the hem of Mitsufumi's clothes tightly with her fingers, her face full of unease.
Sensing her unease, Uchiha Mitsunori gently patted the back of her hand and reassured her with his eyes before following the two towards the conference room.
Upon seeing this, the clansmen along the way readily made way, their gazes towards the three peaks of the Uchiha clan filled with awe.
The brief display of his kaleidoscope-like aura had already left a deep impression on everyone, and no one dared to speculate on his decision anymore.
A moment later, the three of them walked to the door of the conference room, the heavy wooden door exuding a heavy sense of oppression.
Uchiha Mitsunori raised his hand, placed his palm on the cold wooden door, and pushed it with a little force.
A soft creak broke the deathly silence in the room.
The dim light of the oil lamp flickered in the room, casting a play of light and shadow on the solemn faces of the people, while the air was thick with the smell of gunpowder.
The room was eerily quiet; even breathing could be heard clearly.
The heavy breathing of Shimura Taro, the head of the logistics department, was particularly jarring.
Uchiha Fugaku sat upright in the main seat, his short black hair falling over his shoulders, exuding a calm and composed aura.
He exuded a powerful yet restrained aura, and his scarlet three-tomoe Sharingan rotated slightly.
His gaze slowly swept over the people who pushed open the door and entered, as if he could see through all the calculations deep in people's hearts.
Chief Kurama and Chief Kazami stood on either side, their faces ashen and their brows furrowed. On the table in front of them lay several yellowed lists of supplies, covered with glaring red crosses.
Several urgent reports from the front lines were scattered nearby; the sealing wax on the envelopes had long been removed, and the edges of the letters were crumpled.
The logistics department head, Taro Shimura, was surrounded by the crowd. He was slightly overweight, but at this moment, his shoulders were hunched, making him appear exceptionally thin.
He looked flustered, and cold sweat streamed down his face, soaking his collar.
His eyes darted away, avoiding eye contact with anyone, and his legs trembled slightly uncontrollably, as if he would collapse to the ground at any moment.
"Shimura Taro! Raise your head! Why are there so many shortages of supplies? You need to give us all an explanation today!"
Chief Anma suddenly raised his hand and slammed it heavily on the table, shouting angrily.
The heavy wooden table trembled violently when it was slammed, and the teacup on the table clattered, spilling most of the tea and leaving a dark stain.
At this moment, his chest heaved violently, clearly indicating that he was extremely angry.
"The soldiers on the front lines are fighting valiantly, and even ninja tools are running low. Medicine for the wounded is also in dire need. Many ninjas are forced to go into battle with damaged tools, and the slightest mistake could cost them their lives... Yet, the supplies stockpiled by the logistics department have mysteriously disappeared... You, as the head of the logistics department... are undoubtedly to blame!"