Uchiha Tremors!

Perhaps the Uchiha had never paid much attention to Sealing Jutsu, which was why Shinji had managed to obtain the Transcription Seal so smoothly.

This secret technique required the Sharingan and supreme control over ocular power as its foundation. It could seal specific ninjutsu—such as medical ninjutsu, genjutsu, and even forbidden techniques like Izanagi—into the human body and trigger them at a designated moment.

Now, he only needed one extra Sharingan to complete the most basic part of his plan.

Shinji carefully placed the pitch-black beast-hide scroll into the backpack he had prepared, then swept his gaze across the secret scroll repository once more.

After hesitating briefly, he casually took the B-rank Fire Style: Great Dragon Fire Technique and the A-rank Illusion Technique: Mirror Heaven and Earth Turning as well.

"Take them first. I can slowly apply for them from the clan later, and then use them openly."

"Or I can just claim they were techniques passed down through my own family. That works too!"

Since he was already here, he might as well get as much for free as possible. Unless necessary, he preferred cultivating ninjutsu himself rather than using Points to learn it.

Shinji did not linger any longer. He pushed open the door and left the scroll repository.

Returning to the corridor, he walked all the way to its deepest end, where a large door secured with an iron lock blocked his path.

After examining the mark on the door, he confirmed that this was the sealing room.

Shinji glanced at the iron lock, drew a kunai, and slashed backward with it.

Clang—!

A piercing metallic crash rang out, and the lock snapped apart.

He reached out, pushed open the door, and stepped inside.

A chilly, dry smell mixed with the faint scent of preservatives rushed toward him.

The sealing room was not particularly spacious. Stone cabinets were embedded along the walls, each compartment covered in yellowed sealing talismans. Inside were discarded ninja tools, old notes, and sealed wooden boxes—all forbidden items recovered and stored by the Uchiha Clan.

Yet the most conspicuous thing was the waist-high black stone platform at the center of the room.

More than twenty cultivation jars were arranged neatly atop it. They were filled with pale yellow preservation fluid, making it impossible to see what was hidden within.

Shinji's heartbeat suddenly quickened.

He strode forward, focused his eyes, and his pupils contracted slightly.

Bubbles slowly rose inside the jars.

One scarlet Sharingan after another lay quietly submerged in the fluid.

Three-tomoe, two-tomoe, one-tomoe—densely packed together, silently watching the intruder.

"I finally found them. And there are so many."

Shinji took a deep breath, his expression turning complicated.

Looking at the jars of Sharingan before him, he suddenly lowered his head and fell silent for a moment.

These should all have been eyes collected from deceased Uchiha clan members and kept here under centralized storage.

He gave a self-mocking smile.

"Maybe my father's eyes in this life are among them too."

Unfortunately, he had no way of knowing which pair they were.

After so many years, his feelings for his parents in this life had long since faded. People had to keep moving forward.

Shinji slowly raised his head, and only determination remained in his eyes.

"I have to live freely and easily."

He picked up a preservation jar containing a Three-Tomoe Sharingan and carefully placed it into his backpack.

Just then, a violent surge of Chakra abruptly erupted from the center of the stone platform.

As if some deadly mechanism had been triggered, dozens of black markings spread wildly outward, instantly crawling across the platform, floor, walls, and even the ceiling.

Every hair on Shinji's body stood on end. He grabbed another cultivation jar with his backhand, and his eyes instantly turned scarlet as his Sharingan flared open.

"It's Sealing Jutsu! And a trigger-type barrier!"

He did not hesitate any further. Snatching up his backpack with his left hand, he kicked off the ground and shot toward the doorway like an arrow.

Inside the sealing room, all the markings intertwined into an enormous formation, emitting a blinding deep-purple glow.

The space seemed to freeze in an instant. At the same time, a pillar of purple light burst from Naka Shrine, and a shrill signal flare tore through the night sky before exploding above the Uchiha Clan Compound.

Fugaku's residence.

Fugaku Uchiha, who had been sound asleep, suddenly opened his eyes and sat bolt upright, his gaze locked onto the direction of Naka Shrine.

"Fugaku, what is it?" Mikoto had also been awakened by that terrifying Chakra, concern filling her voice.

Fugaku's face darkened terribly. "Watch over Itachi. I have to go out."

Before his words had even faded, he had already changed clothes and left the bedroom.

Uchiha Mikoto watched his departing back in silence, her eyes filled with gloom.

It was not only Fugaku.

Elder Yashiro Uchiha, Yuichi, Hokashi, and even the entire Police Force raced at full speed in the same direction.

"I was careless. I never expected there to be a trap like this hidden here."

Shinji's heart pounded wildly as he looked back at the sealing chamber behind him in lingering fear.

With the Sharingan's analysis, he could clearly sense the terrifying nature of the restriction.

Had he been even a step slower, he would already have been completely restrained, unable to move a muscle.

The boom of the signal flare rang clearly in his ears.

"I have to leave immediately."

He gritted his teeth and headed for the exit, but as he passed the Clan History Archive, his steps suddenly halted.

As if he had thought of something, his eyes hardened. No longer hesitating, he kicked the archive door open.

Inside stood rows upon rows of neatly arranged bookshelves.

He had no time to sort through them. He simply swept everything up frantically, stuffing ancient books into his backpack—taking as many as he could carry.

The entire process took less than a minute.

The stone slab connecting to the first floor slid another half meter to the left. Shinji leaped out from the stone steps, immediately activated Transparent Release to conceal himself, quietly cracked open the shrine's doors, and slipped outside.

The moment he emerged, he ran into several Uchiha patrol members who had arrived first.

"It's Tekka and Inabi! They've been tied to stone pillars!"

"Someone broke into the shrine's restricted grounds!"

"Damn it, who could be bold enough to do this?!"

With the heavy load on his back, Shinji clutched his chest tightly and desperately suppressed his heartbeat, terrified that these elite clansmen would notice something amiss.

Transparent Release was not perfect. The slightest mistake would give him away.

"What's that?" A Police Force member suddenly pointed toward where he was hiding, his expression grim. "No! The enemy can turn invisible! Activate the Sharingan, quickly!"

"Damn it!"

Shinji had not expected someone on the other side to have kept their Sharingan active the whole time, allowing them to see straight through his Chakra fluctuations.

Exposure was inevitable. He stopped hiding, his figure abruptly appearing as he fled madly in the direction opposite the Police Force.

"It's the little thief who infiltrated the restricted grounds! Send the signal! Chase him!"

With a loud shout, seven or eight Uchiha clansmen immediately followed after him in relentless pursuit.

Half an hour later.

Shinji leaped down from a rooftop in a sorry state and charged out of the Uchiha Clan Compound.

He felt unbelievably unlucky. He had thought this operation would go unnoticed, yet it had turned into a huge commotion.

More than twenty ninja clung tightly to his trail, impossible to shake off.

Whenever he reached an intersection or a blind corner, he used Transparent Release to briefly throw off a few pursuers. But only seconds later, the Sharingan would lock onto him again.

More and more Police Force members arrived after hearing the news, and the encirclement steadily tightened.

"Two o'clock! Chase him!"

"Block the intersection ahead!"

"You still want to run? Great Fireball Technique!"

"Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!"

Ninjutsu, kunai, and shuriken rained down on him like a storm.

Shinji could only focus with all his might, frantically using the Body Flicker Technique and the Three Body Technique to evade and block, but the pursuers behind him drew ever closer.

In the end, he was forced into a dead end, his steps coming to an abrupt halt.

More than twenty Police Force members formed an encirclement, trapping him firmly in the center.

At that moment, Yashiro Uchiha, who had arrived first, leaped into the scene. His face was as dark as water, an icy chill radiating from his body. His blade-sharp gaze locked onto Shinji as he said, word by word:

"Let me see which suicidal fool dared to break into Uchiha's restricted grounds and steal!"