The domineering Uchiha drove the Third Hokage mad!

Chapter 223 The Restless Uchiha Triumphs

Uchiha Mitsunori had just returned to the Land of Water using the Heavenly Delivery Technique when he went straight to Uzumaki Megumi's bedroom.

His body was agitated from absorbing the chakra of multiple tailed beasts, and a hint of lingering irritation still lingered between his brows.

The palace door was not closed, and he gently pushed it open and entered. He saw Huiyi sitting in front of the dressing table, combing her long red hair with a wooden comb.

The elegant pale purple skirt cascaded onto the carpet, and the pearl hairpin in her hair swayed gently with her movements, exuding grace and charm.

Hearing footsteps, Uzumaki Megumi turned around, her eyes immediately softening with a gentle smile: "Husband, what's wrong...?"

Uchiha Mitsunori strode forward and scooped her up from in front of the dressing table.

Huiyi exclaimed in surprise, instinctively wrapping her arms around his neck. She sniffed lightly and noticed a faint scent of battlefield dust on him.

Before she could react, Uchiha Mitsunori lowered his head and kissed her lips.

Unlike his usual gentleness, this kiss carried a hint of urgency and repression, as if he wanted to release all the restlessness within him.

Huiyi was slightly taken aback, then slowly closed her eyes, raised her hand to stroke his back, and responded to him silently.

Only when they were both slightly out of breath did Uchiha Mitsunori release her, pressing his forehead against hers: "Huiyi, I need your help with my training."

"Mitsubone, I can feel your chakra, it seems to be restless!" Uzumaki Megumi said in a low voice.

Uchiha Mitsunori nodded, buried his face in the crook of her neck, and took a deep breath of her fragrance, gradually dissipating some of his agitation.

"The chakra of the several tailed beasts within me is repelling each other, and... only by your side can I truly find peace."

Whirlpool Megumi chuckled and looked up to kiss his lips.

Uchiha Mitsunaga tightened his arms, refusing to let go, and instead carried her towards the soft couch in the inner chamber: "Now... all I want is... dual cultivation!"

The figures of the two embracing rose and fell on the gauze curtain.

The next morning, the sky above the capital of the Land of Fire was exceptionally gloomy.

The once bustling streets were now deserted. The people had been ordered to stay at home, and only the ninjas on guard patrolled the city walls nervously.

Many people know that today is the day that will determine the fate of the Land of Fire.

Last night, a piece of news swept through the entire ninja world like wildfire: Uchiha Mitsumine single-handedly dealt severe damage to the top ninjas of three major ninja villages in a single day.

When the news reached the Land of Fire, the residences of the five princes were in an uproar.

The second prince, Yuan Shiqiang, the third prince, Yuan Shilong, and the fourth prince, Yuan Shixing, all turned pale.

In the afternoon, the five princes gathered in the capital of the Land of Fire.

In the palace's council chamber, five rosewood wooden tables were arranged in a fan shape.

The eldest prince, Yuan Shixiu, dressed in a purple court robe, sat in the seat closest to the palace, his cold gaze sweeping over his three younger brothers opposite him.

Even before the Uchiha Mitsunaga arrived, the atmosphere in the meeting room was already tense.

The eldest prince, Yuan Shixiu, spoke with a mocking tone: "Hmph, you're actually willing to give up so much? Why weren't you so 'obedient' when we were fighting over territory?"

The second prince, Yuan Shiqiang, frowned and slammed his hands on the table: "What do you mean by that, elder brother? If it weren't for the pressure from the Uchiha Sanfeng, do you think we would have come?"

The third prince, Enichi Takashi, sneered: "Big brother, aren't you the same? If Lord Mitsumine hadn't promised to preserve your territory, would you have agreed to a truce?"

The fourth prince, Yuan Shixing, sat to the side, not saying a word, but nodding slightly, clearly agreeing with what the two said.

The fifth prince, Yuan Shihong, dressed in the simplest blue robe, sat on the outermost side, his hands tightly gripping the hem of his robe, barely daring to breathe.

Yuan Shixiu's face flushed with anger as he pointed at his three younger brothers: "The Land of Fire is in turmoil, and its people are displaced. Instead of thinking about quelling the war, you're only thinking about fighting for power and profit! Are you just going to stand by and watch the Land of Fire be divided up by other countries?"

The second prince, Yuan Shiqiang, stood up abruptly: "Eldest brother, stop pretending to be a good person! If you truly cared about the people, you shouldn't have monopolized everything in the first place!"

The argument between the two sides grew increasingly heated, and their trusted ministers echoed their masters' sentiments, making the noise in the meeting room almost deafening.

Just then, the distant sky suddenly glowed with an orange-red light, and a suppressed aura of chakra instantly enveloped the entire capital.

Everyone instinctively looked up and saw the fully formed Susanoo, over 1000 meters tall, slowly descending from the clouds.

"That's... Lord Mimine!" a ninja exclaimed in surprise.

The argument stopped instantly, and the five princes all shut their mouths and instinctively stood up straight.

Susanoo slowly flew over the capital, its enormous shadow looming over the entire city like a dark cloud.

The five princes on the ground became even more careful with their breathing.

Last night's intelligence was ultimately just text; only now, seeing this "orange giant" in person, did they truly understand its bone-deep intimidation.

Uchiha Mitsunori released Susanoo and flew down using Earth Release: Light and Heavy Rock Technique.

"Princes, now that everyone is present, let the mediation meeting begin."

Kazami Tomohiko placed the five mediation agreements on the desks of the five princes respectively.

The agreement clearly states: the five princes shall cease hostilities immediately, each retaining the cities they currently occupy, and shall not wage war again... The ceasefire is to last for seven years.

The eldest prince, Yuan Shixiu, was the first to pick up the brush, but hesitated to put it down.

Looking at the terms of the agreement, he was filled with resentment, but finally gritted his teeth and signed his name.

The second prince, Yuan Shiqiang, had a livid face. The minister behind him quietly tugged at his sleeve and whispered a reminder.

"My lord, news has arrived from Iwagakure that the Third Tsuchikage has been defeated. We cannot resist..."

Yuan Shiqiang clenched his fist until his knuckles turned white, but he still signed his name on the agreement.

The third prince, Enichi Takashi, looked at the agreement with a complex expression in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, picked up the brush, and signed his name stroke by stroke.

The fourth prince, Enichi Oki, trembled slightly; he had already learned of the shock and intimidation he had received about Sunagakure.

He didn't dare to think too much and quickly signed his name, afraid that even a second's delay would anger Uchiha Mitsunaga.

Seeing the reactions of the other four princes, the fifth prince, Yuan Shihong, had long since given up any thought of resistance and signed his name with trembling hands.

Kazami Tomohiko put away the signed agreement and respectfully handed it to Uchiha Mitsunori.

Uchiha Mitsunori took the agreement, glanced through it, and nodded in satisfaction: "Very good. If either party violates this agreement within 7 years, don't blame me for being impolite."

These words were like a pebble, creating ripples in the hearts of the five princes.

After the meeting, Uchiha Mitsunaka did not linger and left directly with the people of the Land of Water.

The five princes looked at each other in bewilderment.

Crown Prince Enichi looked in the direction where Mitsumine had left and murmured to himself, "Seven years... I hope that in these seven years, the Land of Fire can still see a turnaround..."

The second prince, Yuan Shiqiang, clenched his fists, a ruthless glint in his eyes: "Seven years... We still have a chance..."