Uchiha Three Greats

News of the attack on the Uchiha Clan's territory swiftly spread in all directions.

After learning of it, Tajma ran himself ragged all the way back and managed to return to the clan that very night.

After learning what had happened from his subordinates, he immediately rushed to the infirmary without another word.

Kyosuke lay unconscious in the room while five highly skilled ninja physicians gathered together to discuss a treatment plan.

After briefly asking about the situation, Tajma gave a death order. "Save him at all costs. You may use any medicinal herbs stored in the treasury."

"If you can't save him, or if he can't make a full recovery, find yourselves a rope and hang yourselves."

After taking one deep look at the mummy-like Kyosuke, Tajma turned and left. There was something else he needed to confirm.

When he arrived at the ward next door, the clan head found his two sons talking about something.

Without asking about their injuries, his first question was, "You both awakened your eyes?"

The brothers exchanged a glance, then simultaneously gathered Chakra and activated the Sharingan they had only recently mastered.

The next second—"Hahahahaha!" Uchiha Tajma's laughter echoed throughout the entire infirmary.

Uchiha Madara had awakened his eyes at ten. Izuna was even more outrageous—he had only just turned seven this year.

What did that mean? Izuna had directly tied Kyosuke's record.

He, Uchiha Tajma, had given birth to two children with limitless potential.

He had heard that Senju Butsuma praised his two sons to everyone he met. When they met on the battlefield in the future, he would make that man understand who was the better father.

"The Uchiha—no, my, Tajma's bloodline is far superior to anyone else's."

Watching his father laugh himself into a frenzy, Madara sighed helplessly and gave his younger brother beside him a look.

Stop him already. Don't let him keep making a fool of himself. Izuna understood the message his brother was conveying.

"Ahem, Father." Carefully interrupting him, Izuna swallowed and said softly, "Um... Kyosuke seems to have already awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan."

Tajma's wild laughter in the hall came to an abrupt halt.

"Mm, an unfamiliar ceiling~" Kyosuke finally woke from his coma.

The thick herbal smell in the ward made him sneeze lightly, only to trigger an indescribable soreness throughout his body.

"Fuck, does it have to be this ridiculous?" Little Kyosuke was on the verge of tears, even unconsciously slowing his breathing.

The feeling was like sitting on the toilet for two hours, then standing up desperately without a care in the world.

That exquisite agony—only those who had tried it would understand.

Perhaps they had heard his curses, because a group of Medical Ninjas soon entered from outside.

"Don't worry, your recovery is progressing very smoothly." The white-haired old man smiled at him. "Rest easy, our little hero."

In this battle, Kyosuke had undoubtedly earned the greatest merit. No one could erase his accomplishments.

After chatting about a few precautions, the group soon departed one after another. With nothing to do, he simply pulled up the system panel to check his earlier gains.

System Notification: Killed a Nara Clan Jonin. Obtained 3,600 Points.

Killing the enemy had earned him a generous reward.

The Points he had spent upgrading his ninjutsu had now risen back to 4,000.

That meant he had gotten two levels of the Shisui-style Body Flicker Technique for free.

Of course, speed alone had not been enough for him to evade a Jonin's desperate killing move.

The reason he had survived was because his Sharingan had finally completed its evolution at the most critical moment.

In one year, he had evolved from initially awakening his eyes to the Two-Tomoe stage. Compared to the current Uchiha Clan, he was already a peerless genius found only once in ten thousand.

But compared to the future era, this achievement was merely so-so.

In the original story, during the Land of Waves mission, Uchiha Sasuke had finally mastered the use of the Sharingan.

After returning to Konoha from the mission, Team 7 participated in the Chunin Exam. When they faced Orochimaru in Konoha Forest, he directly evolved to the Two-Tomoe stage.

How many days had passed in between? Then came the Sound Ninja invasion, Sasuke's defection, and his furious awakening of the Three-Tomoe Sharingan at the Valley of the End.

He had completed an unprecedented triple leap within half a year.

If that happened now, it would be enough to scare a great many clan members to death.

Kyosuke had needed a whole year to advance. In comparison, he was pathetically weak, wasn't he?

"Indra's Chakra really is useful."

Whenever he thought of Indra, he could not help thinking of another being—Black Zetsu.

Kyosuke dared to guarantee that he had already entered that man's sights.

Awakening the Sharingan at seven—however one looked at it, he resembled a reincarnation vessel of Indra's Chakra.

If he did not know the plot, he would probably have the same suspicions.

As for now, once Madara had awakened his eyes, it meant the Otsutsuki Clan genes within him had begun to gradually awaken.

No matter how stupid Black Zetsu was, he probably knew by now that he had been watching the wrong target.

Having avoided that old schemer's scrutiny, Kyosuke felt utterly refreshed. The next issue he needed to consider was heading to the front-line battlefield.

No matter what Tajma thought now, once he learned that Kyosuke had awakened the Two-Tomoe Sharingan, he would inevitably become deeply wary.

If he could not target him openly, then he would exile him far away.

After a few years, once Uchiha Madara had accumulated unshakable prestige, they would not care whether Kyosuke could return or not.

Any other ambitious person would naturally be unwilling to suffer such a form of exile.

But in Kyosuke's eyes, the farther he could stay from the main battlefield, the better.

The Southern Three Clans were certainly powerful, and Ino–Shika–Cho possessed unrivaled combined combat strength, yet even together, they were not worth half of the Senju of the Forest.

Even if he had to go, he would at least wait until he possessed Jonin-level strength.

As for the Southern Legion, it was the training ground he had envisioned.

As he thought, drowsiness surged over him. Enduring the pain, Kyosuke shifted his body slightly and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Meanwhile, more than half the ninja world was discussing the Uchiha Clan.

As a prestigious Warring States period clan, the Uchiha Clan had always been the center of outside attention.

As the saying went, your enemy was always the one who understood you best.

Awakening the Sharingan at seven—many people understood what that meant, not to mention that three such geniuses had appeared all at once.

Driven by an unseen force, the name Uchiha Three Greats spread far and wide.

As their fame soared, the Three Greats' heads also appeared on the Underground Exchange's bounty board.

Countless hunters rubbed their hands together, seeking to hunt down those young brats.

Talent that could not be realized could also be a terrifying disaster.

The instigator behind it was clearly trying to use outside forces to eliminate the Uchiha Clan's outstanding descendants.

At the same time, it gave Tajma the perfect opportunity to make his move.

Half a month later, Kyosuke had barely recovered from his severe illness when, before he could enjoy himself for more than a few days, he received orders assigning him to the Southern Legion.

Position: Squad Leader.

He could command a ninja unit of no more than thirty people.

It was not exactly a meteoric rise, but at least he now truly held real authority.

If he trained them well, he could gain a group of loyal subordinates.

Provided anyone was willing to serve under an eight-year-old brat.