Five Emperors Swords

"May your mother and I watch?" Fugaku asked tentatively, feeling a bit curious about how Yu intended to manipulate the Chakra Metal.

Yu pondered for a moment. "Of course!" After all, the two people before him were his closest kin; there was no possibility of his information being leaked.

Besides, even if he were to perform Artifact Refining right in front of them, they wouldn't understand it given their different system, and would ultimately attribute it to a Kekkei Genkai.

Having said that, Yu glanced at Fugaku. "Father, can you be certain there are no other spies here?"

Fugaku's expression froze. He quickly spread his perception outward before nodding at Yu. "Yu, proceed with peace of mind! No spy could ever be planted within the Uchiha Clan Head Residence." He was quite satisfied with his son's cautious attitude.

Seeing this, Yu said no more and opened the large box Fugaku had placed on the table. The only dilemma now was that he had originally asked for such a large amount because he thought he wouldn't get a hundred pounds of Chakra Metal, never expecting his father to trust him so implicitly.

One had to realize this was a hundred pounds of Chakra Metal. Normal Chakra Metal weapons were measured in grams, with high-quality ones weighing only an ounce or two. It was easy to imagine just how expensive Chakra Metal was in the Shinobi World.

However, since things had reached this point, he would just have to refine it first and forge more blades later.

Thinking of this, Yu channeled his Spirit Energy, causing the Chakra Metal to float. As Fugaku and Mikoto watched the suspended metal, their expressions turned serious; both even activated their Three Tomoe Sharingan, watching Yu's movements without blinking.

"Boom!"

A cluster of cyan-green flames ignited in Yu's palm. The fire flowed like water, rapidly enveloping the Chakra Metal floating in the air.

Seeing Yu's precise control over fire once again, the pair couldn't help but reveal a trace of shock in their eyes.

Under the scorching high temperature, the Chakra Metal quickly melted into a liquid resembling magma. Yu manipulated the flames to rapidly strip away the impurities within.

As threads of impurities turned into gas under the high-heat smelting and drifted away from the Chakra Metal, the Spirit Energy within Yu's body was consumed at a high rate, and beads of sweat began to overflow from his forehead.

Artifact Refining was an auxiliary profession that was highly taxing on mental strength. While it appeared simple on the surface, refining impurities from materials actually required the practitioner to maintain intense concentration, observing the various qualitative changes in the materials.

At this, Yu felt slightly fortunate. If not for the recent improvement in his cultivation technique, which had refined his mental strength and granted him the ability to observe minute details, this refining process might truly have failed.

Watching the colorful elemental particles within the flowing liquid being rapidly purified into pure cyan elements, Yu felt a slight sense of relief. It seemed the first step of purification was a success.

He then manipulated the flames to divide the purified liquid into five portions. Next came the most important step: shaping.

As Yu connected his mind with the flames, the five embryos were stretched little by little, gradually forming five double-edged swords like those carried by the knights of his past life.

The blades were slender. The flames acted like countless tiny hammers, striking the newly formed sword embryos in an explosive manner, emitting crisp clanging sounds and dull thuds.

The material of the five longswords was continuously compressed, making them denser and sturdier. Layer upon layer of fish-scale patterns began to appear on the blades.

The entire process took nearly half an hour, and Yu's face grew increasingly pale, causing Mikoto's eyes to fill with worry.

As the flames dissipated, five glowing red longswords stood upright in the air. Yu lightly formed a hand seal, and a mass of clear water appeared out of thin air. The water radiated a faint chill, and under the guidance of Yu's fingers, it quickly enveloped the five longswords.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!"

Large plumes of white smoke drifted out, dispersing throughout the room like mist.

When Fugaku saw Yu's fluid control of the Water Release Technique, the shock in his heart reached its peak. He did not understand what kind of Kekkei Genkai his son had awakened; not only could he freely control fire, but he could also control the water element. However, this was not the time to ask such questions.

He naturally saw Yu's pale complexion and understood that the power Yu was currently using consumed a great deal of energy. It was best not to disturb him easily.

When the mist cleared, five cold, sharp longswords stood in the air. The swords were simple and ancient, without any overly complex patterns. The hilts were spiral-shaped, the blades were slender, and they were covered in rows of natural yet mysterious scale-like patterns.

Upon seeing the five longswords, Fugaku and Mikoto couldn't help but take a step back, for the sharp aura emitted by the blades made it feel as if they were about to be sliced open, even from four or five meters away.

"Yu, is the refining finished?" Fugaku asked uncertainly.

Yu shook his head slightly and hurriedly sat cross-legged to recover his Spirit Energy and mental strength. Seeing this, Fugaku, who still wanted to ask questions, quickly shut his mouth.

After about half an hour, Yu's complexion improved, and he stood up leisurely. Next was the most important part: imprinting the Daoist Talismans onto the swords to grant them mysterious power.

Yu continuously formed complex hand seals, chanting mysterious syllables that were unclear in meaning. Dense, small seal characters in five different colors flew rapidly from his mouth following the syllables, floating in the air.

As Yu opened his eyes slightly and looked at the characters in the air with satisfaction, it was clear that the fire-red and ink-black characters were more complex than the other three.

With a wave of Yu's hand, the five talismans flew toward their respective longswords. In an instant, the entire room radiated five-colored light.

As the light faded, five longswords—red, black, cyan, blue, and yellow—appeared before the three of them.

Looking at the successfully refined Dharma Swords, a relieved smile curled the corners of Yu's mouth. Turning to his stunned parents, Yu revealed a hint of excitement. "Father, Mother, it's done!"

The simple words instantly pulled the two back to their senses.

"Yu, is this the Chakra weapon you refined?" Fugaku wanted to reach out and touch one of the Dharma Swords, but the sword emitted a sharp, high-pitched ring, and flames erupted instantly.

Fugaku's eyes narrowed, and he quickly withdrew his hand.

"Father, these swords are connected to my spirit. Anyone who touches them will suffer their backlash," Yu explained, looking at Fugaku, who had nearly been burned.

He then beckoned with his hand, and the five longswords flew back to Yu's side, floating behind him.

"Yu, what functions do these swords have?" Fugaku asked in disbelief.

"Father, why don't you try them yourself?" A playful glint appeared in the corner of Yu's mouth.

Fugaku nodded silently, and then the two arrived at the training ground in the backyard.

"Let's begin! Yu, let Father see your new Kekkei Genkai."

"Father, be careful!" After saying this, Yu waved his hand, and the five longswords, carrying five different elements, flew rapidly toward Fugaku from different angles.

Sharp, piercing whistles tore through the air of the backyard training ground.

Fugaku spun his Three Tomoe Sharingan rapidly. So fast!

With no time to overthink, Fugaku dodged one of the Dharma Swords to the right, then arched his back quickly, grazing the blade as he prepared to evade the next strike. To his utter dismay, the fiery red blade suddenly erupted into a fierce blaze, transforming into a massive Fire Phoenix.

The intense heat scorched his hair and clothing instantly. Without a second thought, Fugaku spun his eyes rapidly until they formed the shape of a pinwheel.

"Susanoo!" A rudimentary skeletal frame quickly formed around him, providing a shield.

Yet, to his horror, the simplified version of Susanoo he had summoned could not block the crimson flames of the Fire Phoenix at all.

Before the fire even touched his body, the searing heat caused the moisture in his skin to evaporate rapidly, leaving him on the verge of dehydration. Simultaneously, the Susanoo, fueled by his chakra, began draining his reserves at an alarming rate.

At that moment, the other three longswords transformed into different sacred beasts and charged at him: the Kirin formed from the lightning sword, the Giant Turtle from the earth sword, and the Azure Dragon from the water sword.

The three sacred beasts let out distinct roars, lunging, crushing, and biting as they attacked him at incredible speeds.

Fugaku dared not hold back any longer. The slightly translucent Susanoo rapidly solidified, a semi-skeletal frame wrapping tightly around him.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

A powerful explosion echoed throughout the entire Uchiha compound, causing every Uchiha clansman in their sleep to look toward the source of the blast with suspicion and alarm.

"Could it be an enemy attack?"

Many Uchiha clansmen grabbed their ninja tools, rushed out of their homes, and leaped onto the rooftops to gaze toward the direction of the explosion.

They saw a massive cloud of dust rising from the direction of the Clan Head's residence.

Meanwhile, Itachi ran downstairs in a panic and arrived at the training ground.

As the dust settled, Yu and Fugaku stood facing each other. It was evident that Fugaku was slightly disheveled.

Though he was uninjured, his lips were cracked and dry, and his hair was slightly singed and curled.

"Father, are you alright?" Yu asked, standing calmly atop one of the longswords as it hovered in the air.

The moment Fugaku summoned his Susanoo, Yu had immediately pulled back his attack. Sensing the pervasive, sharp aura vanish, Fugaku understood that now was not the time for an all-out battle.

He took advantage of the swirling dust to retract his semi-Susanoo; after all, if the fact that he had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan were exposed, it would surely incite the wariness of the Konoha high command.

At the very least, now was not the time to reveal his full strength. Fortunately, it was the middle of the night, and few ninjas were watching the Uchiha compound.

"Yu! You have become a powerful ninja!" After saying this, Fugaku felt both gratified and dejected—gratified that his eldest son was so exceptional, and dejected that such an outstanding son had not been raised by his own hand.

"What are these five swords called?" Fugaku asked in a deep voice.

Yu picked up the Fire Sword and gently stroked its blade. "Their name! Let's call them the Five Emperors Swords!"

As soon as Yu's words fell, the five longswords let out a chorus of resonant hums.