The True Aristocracy!

Inside the dojo of Uzumaki Mito, the violent chakra began to subside. An anxious Kushina rushed into the dojo, hugging Uzumaki Kuming tightly and bombarding him with worried questions. At the entrance of the dojo, the nanny stood in shock, staring at the dilapidated ruins, momentarily rendered speechless.

Suddenly, Uzumaki Mito retracted all her external chakra and vanished from the dojo in a flash. At that moment, the flustered Kushina and the preoccupied Kuming failed to notice her departure.

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

The sound of wind being pierced rang out. Outside the barrier erected by Uzumaki Mito, several Konoha ninja appeared. They stared at the barrier in astonishment, unsure of how to proceed.

"This barrier is saturated with Lady Mito's chakra; it must have been set up by her."

"I don't know what happened inside just now. Tokuma, use your Byakugan to take a look."

The leader of the Konoha ninja wore a forehead protector and carried a short blade on his back. His white hair fluttered in the wind, and he spoke with a calm expression to the Hyuga clan member beside him.

"Yes!" Just as the Hyuga ninja began to gather chakra to inspect the interior of the barrier, a figure appeared before them. Her red hair and the diamond-shaped mark on her forehead clearly identified her.

"Lady Mito!" The Konoha ninja recognized Uzumaki Mito and knelt on one knee in unison, heads bowed in respect. The white-haired youth leading the group glanced up at her with a hint of surprise.

Why did some Nine-Tails chakra leak out? Did Lady Mito lose control? Hatake Sakumo buried this question in his heart, choosing not to ask. After all, anything concerning the Nine-Tails was top secret, and given his current rank, he wasn't quite privy to such matters. However, there were some things he needed to clarify now.

"Lady Mito, what was the cause of the explosion just now? Did any unexpected situation occur on your end?" Hatake Sakumo was the Jonin team leader specifically dispatched by the Third Hokage to protect the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki; the explosion within the Mito estate had naturally drawn his attention.

"It is nothing. I was researching a new ninjutsu and encountered some minor issues. It was just a small mishap."

"There is no need to worry."

Mito waved her hand lightly, signaling that they could withdraw. Hatake Sakumo still harbored doubts, but hearing Mito speak in such a manner, he knew that asking further would be futile. After all, given Uzumaki Mito's status, even if she told him outright that she didn't want to discuss it, there was nothing Hatake Sakumo could do.

"Yes!" After the investigating ninja departed, Uzumaki Mito immediately flashed back into the dojo. Uzumaki Kushina and Uzumaki Kuming were still together, and faced with Kushina's concern, Kuming—who knew he was perfectly fine—found it difficult to handle.

"I really don't need to see a doctor. I'm truly fine."

"If you don't believe me, just wait for Grandma Mito to return. She will definitely know that I'm telling the truth." Kushina was currently tugging at Kuming, trying to drag him to the hospital. However, Kuming, who had a rough guess as to the cause of the explosion, had no intention of going.

"Alright, alright, Kushina."

"Little Kuming is fine. You should head out first and continue your practice. I have some things to discuss with him."

Uzumaki Mito had returned to the dojo at some point; she patted Kushina on the shoulder, signaling for her to leave.

"Hmm..." Kushina was reluctant. She didn't believe that Kuming could be at the center of such a violent explosion and come out unscathed, but since Uzumaki Mito had spoken, she would not defy her.

Once Kushina had left, Uzumaki Mito turned her gaze toward Kuming. She leaned over slightly, circling Kuming to inspect his body, even grabbing his small arm to pinch the muscles.

"You are indeed an Uzumaki clansman! Why does your chakra contain a lightning attribute?"

"It is clearly impossible for someone of this age to master the nature transformation of Lightning Release. Could it be innate?"

"I have never seen anyone in our clan with such a Kekkei Genkai!"

Uzumaki Mito stopped, stroked her chin, and leaned down until her face was inches from Kuming's, observing him closely as if trying to decipher a mystery from his features.

"Uh... Grandma Mito, what happened to me? Why did it explode?" Uzumaki Kuming asked, feigning ignorance. He had already performed an internal inspection; the chakra circulating in his body had diminished significantly, while the lightning sparks flickering around his chakra had increased. This must have been the aftereffect of releasing his chakra earlier.

However, as time passed, the lightning sparks gradually faded, becoming submerged by the chakra. Only a small amount of lightning remained on the surface of the chakra flow. Kuming had originally thought the lightning was merely wrapping around his chakra, but the truth was that the lightning had always been within the chakra river; the part he saw earlier was simply the portion not yet submerged.

"Your chakra contains immense lightning-attribute energy, and because you failed to control it properly earlier, your chakra went berserk."

"Come to think of it, you truly are worthy of our Uzumaki clan. To possess such powerful chakra at such a young age—even an average Chunin might not be your match."

A smile graced Mito's face; seeing such talent in her own kin was always a source of joy.

"It seems you need to start your ninja training in earnest. With your constitution, beginning to practice some introductory ninja techniques won't have any negative impact."

"To ensure you can control your chakra properly, I will train you well."

"Be prepared, Kuming."

In her heart, Uzumaki Mito had already planned out Kuming's training regimen for the coming period. For Uzumaki clansmen whose chakra far exceeded that of ordinary people from birth, teaching them how to condense chakra was less important than teaching them how to control what they already possessed. For Kuming, learning to control his own chakra was the top priority.

"Follow me, Kuming." Kuming was still pondering what kind of training Mito would put him through when he heard her call. When he snapped back to reality, he saw that Uzumaki Mito had already reached the entrance, seemingly intending to leave the dojo.

"Are we not practicing in the dojo?" A confused Kuming followed Mito out. Mito soon let him know exactly where they were headed.

"Rip!"

In the center of the Mito estate lay her study. After they entered, Mito performed a series of hand seals. The area where the bookshelf stood became ethereal, and then the entire shelf vanished. Just as Kuming was wondering what was happening, the space where the shelf had been transformed into a door.

"Heh, this is a concealment barrier. Surprised? There is more to the place you've been playing in than meets the eye."

Mito smiled at the stunned Kuming and pulled the door open. The dark room lit up the moment she stepped inside. With the help of the surrounding candles, Kuming finally saw what was kept in this hidden compartment.

The room, less than ten square meters, was lined with bookshelves. On a table in the center lay a thick scroll labeled "Scroll of Seals," and the surrounding shelves were filled with strange and mysterious books on sealing techniques, many of which were unlabeled—one wouldn't know what they contained without opening them.

"From now on, you will spend your afternoons here. I will slowly teach you the sealing techniques of the Uzumaki clan."

The scene inside the hidden room left Kuming dumbfounded. He hadn't expected to have the opportunity to touch the inherited sealing arts of the Uzumaki clan at such a young age. One had to know that Uzumaki Kushina, who was nearly twelve, hadn't been taught a single sealing technique by Mito yet. She hadn't even been taught much in the way of ninjutsu.

So, the training Grandma Mito has for me is sealing techniques!

As expected of the Uzumaki clan, worthy of being allies with Konoha. In terms of the sheer volume of stored ninjutsu, is there any other clan as wealthy as the Uzumaki?

Kuming sighed inwardly, then slowly regained his composure. He was ecstatic, but he kept his face neutral, feigning a look of distress:

"So many books? How long is this going to take to read~"