The original Fugaku had no mountain, because that was his

Fugaku offered a bitter smile. As the clan head, he possessed a Mangekyo he dared not speak of. Since there was little difference between having awakened it and not, admitting it would only be humiliating. It provided no external leverage and would only cause his clansmen to lose faith.

Legend held that those who awakened the Mangekyo were cursed by fate, and that only the insane could unlock it to gain the power to intimidate the ninja world.

For a time, Fugaku had even suspected he was a madman—yet a useless one, for fate had never favored him.

At this moment, Fugaku cast aside his reservations; this was an exchange between Mangekyo users. He treated Tenshen with sincerity, hoping to receive a candid response in return.

Seeing the expression on Fugaku's face, Tenshen understood his request and offered comfort.

"Clan Head, the records regarding the Sharingan are merely rumors, and rumors are naturally prone to distortion. Only those of us who have opened our eyes can truly feel the power within."

Hearing Fugaku speak of his own ocular abilities, Tenshen felt a flicker of amusement. His own master must surely covet these eyes; after all, the master, hindered by his own innate talent, had been in a foul mood lately.

Never mind a pair of "useless" Mangekyo—even a pair of two-tomoe eyes that allowed the master to utilize supernatural abilities would have satisfied him.

Truly, those who possess what others desire are never satisfied, while those who lack it yearn in vain!

"Lord Fugaku, your frustration stems from the belief that you awakened an evil eye, yet failed to obtain the evil power you imagined. But Lord Kei has proven one thing: the Sharingan was never evil, but rather a power blessed by the gods."

"What do you mean?" Fugaku was confused.

Having been lectured by Kei recently, Tenshen naturally knew many legends of the gods, so he began to explain.

"Oyamatsumi is the god of abundance and prosperity. You must have received a gift from this deity. Possessing these eyes is enough to make you a qualified clan head."

Fugaku was even more perplexed. Every Uchiha who awakened the Mangekyo recorded the name of their ocular technique, but no one knew what that had to do with gods.

Furthermore, this world had no legends of such gods; there were only the myths of the Sage of Six Paths.

"You mean to say that Oyamatsumi is not the name of a technique, but the name of a god? How do you know this!"

Tenshen remained grinning; he hadn't felt this cheerful in a long time.

"Perhaps our master possesses the ability to communicate with the gods!"

A perfunctory answer—an undisguised evasion.

"In short, the Uchiha Jie Clan can announce to the outside world that we are the chosen of the gods. Whenever we encounter setbacks in life, we need only pray to the god we believe in to receive a divine response. The Sharingan is not a cursed power, but a divine gift."

"And only those who possess faith and are rich in emotion will awaken their eyes when encountering intense emotional fluctuations. Those who try to turn themselves into madmen to awaken their eyes are useless. That is simply not the correct way to awaken the Sharingan."

Tenshen poured all the information regarding the Sharingan onto Fugaku, who took a long time to digest the meaning.

This only made Fugaku more suspicious: was this the legitimate way to awaken the Sharingan, or was it just a method Kei had concocted to improve the Uchiha clan's reputation?

He wasn't sure. He had better ask again.

"Mr. Tenshen, is what you say true, or is it just a way your master thought up to improve the Uchiha's reputation? You can tell me clearly; I can accept either outcome, as it is all for the sake of the Uchiha clan."

Just then, Kei, having finally seen Orochimaru off, had time to spare. As he entered the room, he happened to overhear this.

"Lord Fugaku, do you think I would resort to deception?"

Kei was feeling rather smug. A person's mindset changes with the current situation; having just gained power and found a way to resolve his own limitations, Kei was inevitably feeling a bit carried away.

"Come, show our clan head what the Uchiha have truly gained after receiving the favor of the gods."

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, Tenshen and Oboro flashed to the plaza, both activating their Mangekyo to summon their Susanoo.

Three giant Susanoo stood tall within Naka Shrine.

Following this, Johnny and Joseph activated their Fear Armor.

The Uchiha wandering throughout Naka Shrine simultaneously activated their Fear Armor as well, and those who had not yet learned to do so triggered their own abilities.

Across the mountains and plains, the power of the so-called evil Sharingan flooded the entire Naka Shrine.

Fugaku, who had also awakened the Mangekyo, could naturally perceive it all.

This completely overturned the worldview of Fugaku, who had believed that at least three-tomoe were required to use special ocular techniques.

Looking at the stunned Fugaku, Uchiha Kei invited him: "Clan Head, won't you show your clansmen your Mangekyo?"

Excitement—total, unadulterated excitement. After accepting this reality, Fugaku was completely electrified.

Seeing this scene, Fugaku felt a satisfaction that fulfilled a long-held wish. He might have lacked decisiveness in his personality, but having sat in the position of clan head for so long, he was no fool.

The scene before him triggered many thoughts.

For so many years, why had he been suppressed by Konoha until he couldn't breathe? Wasn't it because his strength was insufficient? Yet here, there were three Susanoo—Tenshen alone could manifest two, and with his own, that made four.

Who wouldn't believe it if they announced they possessed four pairs of Mangekyo?

A single pair of Mangekyo represented Kage-level combat power. With four pairs, even the Hokage would have to bow his head.

Even if one of them was a fabrication, so what? Opponents always overestimate their enemies; they never underestimate them.

Because overestimating leads only to a temporary misjudgment, but underestimating the opponent leads to total defeat.

The Uchiha had finally flourished under his leadership.

At this moment, Fuqiu seemed to have fulfilled his long-standing pursuit. The Uchiha clan, in his hands, was about to rise.

Fugaku happily accepted Qi's invitation; he would join this carnival and let Konoha witness the true foundation of the Uchiha Clan.

From this moment on, he would no longer fear exposure due to the weakness of his Sharingan, nor would he worry about being criticized by the Uchiha for having a useless ocular ability.

Amidst the blue, white, and pink giants, a purple one towered upward, its presence even overwhelming Tenshen's blue and white duo.

It seemed Fugaku had not earned his position as clan head for nothing; after all these years, his mastery of Susanoo was far superior to that of Tenshen and Oboro, who had only just awakened theirs.

The appearance of the four giants even triggered an anomaly in the heavens. The once-clear sky dimmed despite the total absence of storm clouds.

Energy fluctuations like lightning saturated the sky, as if declaring that the world itself was trembling at the arrival of such immense power.