The Uchiha Clan's New Path

"Susanoo!"

Danzo stared at the purple energy giant below, a flicker of terror flashing in his eyes as he recalled that man, powerful as a god.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression was equally complex. He rose to gaze at the fanatical fervor of the Uchiha clansmen below and sighed, "I fear the Uchiha will be difficult to suppress now."

A cold glint flashed in Danzo's eyes. He rasped, his voice harsh and ruthless, "For the sake of the Hidden Leaf, Uchiha Obito must be eliminated."

Sarutobi Hiruzen shook his head, lifted the green drink on the table, and swirled it, watching the luminous green glow.

"This child is no simple matter. It seems this drink is his handiwork."

"Wait a while longer. Let's see what other cards he has up his sleeve."

In the VIP section below, Hyuga Hiashi stared at the purple energy giant with a complicated expression, muttering, "Sharingan, Byakugan... why is the gap so vast?"

Beside him, the elderly patriarch of the Moonlight Clan, Gekko Masahiko, approached with a face full of worry and said bitterly, "Hiashi, I fear the situation has changed. How should we conduct ourselves?"

Hyuga Hiashi pondered for a moment before saying slowly, "Remain neutral and wait to see how things develop."

Gekko Masahiko stroked his graying beard and sighed, "That is all we can do."

On the other side, Nara Shikaku turned to Yamanaka Inoichi and Akimichi Choji, cautioning them, "The situation is complex. Let us not involve ourselves for now; the Uchiha Clan will likely come to us."

Akimichi Choji, his mouth already greasy from eating, nodded and said, "Shikaku, you're the smartest. You make the call."

Yamanaka Inoichi gave Akimichi Choji a speechless look, though he was long used to it from their years together. He softly agreed, "The Nara Clan controls most of the medicinal herb trade in the Hidden Leaf. If the Uchiha Clan wants to mass-produce this secret healing medicine, they will certainly come knocking."

After the clan meeting concluded, Obito walked into a reception room with a friendly smile. Seeing the Third Hokage and Danzo sitting inside, he waved enthusiastically, "Lord Hokage, Lord Danzo, long time no see."

Danzo's face was grim, and he gave no face, "We met just two days ago. You weren't this polite back then."

"Is that so?"

"Drink some tea."

Obito acted as if he hadn't heard, sitting directly across from them and pouring each a cup of tea.

Sarutobi Hiruzen picked up the tea, took a light sip, studied Uchiha Obito for a moment, and spoke slowly, "Obito, say what you have to say."

Obito rubbed his nose sheepishly, pointed to the green drink on the table, and smiled, "Lord Hokage and Lord Danzo must already know the general function of this Healing Liquid."

"Let me give you two a detailed introduction. This Healing Liquid contains vast amounts of life energy. It can be taken internally or applied externally; it treats both external wounds and internal injuries. Its efficacy is remarkable—truly the essential medicine for home, travel, murder, and arson."

"Furthermore, we also have potions that can briefly increase strength, potions that briefly boost speed, and even potions that can restore chakra during battle."

Sarutobi Hiruzen suppressed the shock in his heart and asked with a flat expression, "Do you have these, or does the Uchiha Clan have them?"

"Ha?"

Obito flashed a charming smile and replied, "Currently, I have them, but I will soon teach the Uchiha clansmen."

Danzo, sitting to the side with a stern expression, said in a deep voice, "You should hand these over to the Hidden Leaf."

"I'm afraid that won't be possible."

Obito shook his head decisively and said bluntly, "The Hidden Leaf exists to protect its residents, not to exploit their property. I invented these potions, so why should I hand them over to you?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen smiled gently and said in a conciliatory tone, "Obito, the Hidden Leaf is our home. Why draw such a clear line between us?"

Obito's expression shifted at these words. He withdrew his previous friendly smile and retorted sarcastically, "Then why don't you hand over the Sarutobi Clan's assets to the Hidden Leaf? I've heard that since you became Hokage, the Sarutobi Clan has only grown more prosperous."

Sarutobi Hiruzen's face darkened. He took a deep breath, his expression turning silent. "What do you want?"

"We, the Uchiha Clan, will produce them and sell them to the Hidden Leaf as military supplies. No external sales."

Obito's face resumed its friendly smile as he spoke clearly.

"Let's test the other potions first."

Sarutobi Hiruzen raised a hand to stop Danzo, who was about to speak, his expression noncommittal.

"Fine."

Obito waved his hand, and three vials of different colored potions appeared on the wooden table.

Sarutobi Hiruzen's eyes narrowed. He gave Uchiha Obito a deep look and signaled to Danzo beside him.

Danzo stood up, drank the potions one by one, closed his eyes to focus and feel their effects for a moment, then nodded with a complex expression.

"How was it?"

Obito wore a leisurely smile, watching the contemplative Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Give me more samples. I will take them to the Hidden Leaf Hospital for testing. If there are no issues, I agree."

Sarutobi Hiruzen's expression was as calm as still water; he narrowed his eyes at the bottles on the table.

A sharp glint flashed in Obito's eyes. He reached into the Kamui Dimension and pulled out three bottles of each potion, handing them to Sarutobi Hiruzen.

"Until next time."

Sarutobi Hiruzen nodded slightly, rose, and walked toward the door.

Danzo, following behind, paused as he passed Obito and said expressionlessly, "I will be watching you."

"You are welcome anytime."

Obito wore a wide grin on his face as he waved at the two men.

Uchiha Fugaku stepped out from the adjacent compartment, his expression clouded with worry as he watched the backs of Sarutobi Hiruzen and Danzo.

"They won't agree so easily."

Obito patted Uchiha Fugaku on the shoulder and chuckled, "I know. They'll go back to see if they can replicate it, but even with sufficient manpower and resources, it's completely impossible within a few years."

"Not to mention, even if they figure out the formula, it isn't that easy to refine."

Having said that, Obito turned his head and asked Uchiha Fugaku, "Have all the clansmen who have awakened their eyes been notified?"

"They have."

Uchiha Fugaku nodded, then asked skeptically, "What exactly is your plan?"

"Clansmen who have awakened their eyes already possess strong mental energy, and with the aid of the Sharingan, they should be able to refine these potions after a few months of training."

"Even if the Third Hokage manages to reverse-engineer the formula, does he have the people to mass-produce it?"

Obito wore a look of calm confidence, his hands behind his back as he watched the clansmen walking outside the window.

Uchiha Fugaku frowned, lost in thought, "Aren't you afraid he'll turn on us?"

"War is imminent; he wouldn't dare."

Obito stretched his limbs and strolled toward the exit, his voice drifting back lazily.

"I keep my word. Just watch—the Uchiha clan will surely rise."