Thousand Hands Bloodline

"Mom, I have something to ask you," Uchiha Cheng said while eating.

The experiences of the past three days had brought him many questions, and he wanted to clarify the situation and confirm whether it was true.

"Are you a descendant of the Senju Clan or the Uzumaki Clan?" Uchiha Cheng asked.

This was the thing he wanted to know most at the moment. He had never heard his mother mention this, but according to the Sage of Six Paths, his mother was a member of the Senju Clan.

"I am indeed a descendant of the Senju Clan. But why do you ask so suddenly?"

Uchiha Mika was a bit puzzled; she had never told anyone else about these things, so why did the child suddenly think to ask?

As expected, the Sage of Six Paths did not lie, Uchiha Cheng pondered inwardly.

"An old man told me. He said that because I have the bloodline of the Senju, my life was sustained. It was also with his help that I woke up," Uchiha Cheng replied.

He did not say too much, concealing some secrets. He knew his mother felt guilty for not protecting him well, and he hoped to use this explanation to comfort her.

"Really?" Uchiha Mika's eyes lit up, and the remorse in her heart eased significantly; her bloodline had protected her child.

"That old man must be a deity. Only a deity could perform a resurrection. I wonder which deity it was; I really should go and thank him properly."

Seeing that his mother's mood had improved, Uchiha Cheng chatted with her.

Both of them still had concerns in their hearts; the crisis had not been resolved. That scumbag would come back, and it definitely wouldn't be long, as that scumbag was out of money. He had been scared off this time only because he was afraid of causing a death. They had nearly lost their lives to that scumbag this time, so what would they do next time?

"Mother, we cannot go on like this. We must find a way to solve the problem; if all else fails, we will leave."

Uchiha Cheng said firmly. He could not accept these days of living in constant insecurity, fearing every day, and having to watch his mother get hurt.

Mika rubbed the boy's head and said helplessly, "Little Cheng, there are some things you don't quite understand yet. I have thought about leaving here and divorcing that beast countless times, but I could never let go of you."

The boy's eyes lit up; he hadn't expected his mother to have thoughts of leaving as well. This coincided with his own ideas. One had to know that the future Uchiha Clan would face a massacre; leaving this place of trouble early was the right path.

"Mother, I can leave with you."

Mika said helplessly, "It is not that simple. You have inherited the bloodline of the Uchiha Clan and are a member of the Uchiha Clan, so you will inevitably be subject to the control of the Uchiha Clan.

The Uchiha Clan is powerful. If I were to divorce that beast, there is a high probability that the Uchiha Clan would intervene and keep you within the clan.

By then, you would have to live with that beast, and I fear I would never be able to see you again."

Uchiha Cheng fell silent. Coming from Earth, he clearly could not grasp how overbearing the Uchiha Clan was in every aspect. He also hadn't expected that he himself was the one holding his mother back.

However, since the normal path wouldn't work, he still possessed other powers. Could it be that his Rinnegan was only meant to be a decoration? He was the successor handpicked by the Sage of Six Paths, a person with a naturally ancestral bloodline.

"In that case, Mother, I want to learn ninjutsu. I want to master the power to protect ourselves."