This is How an Uchiha Should Be!

The young man stared at the Sage Mode on his panel.

Considering that ninety-nine percent of the Uchiha clan possessed fire-natured chakra, they were fundamentally adept at using Fire Release.

As for knowledge of ninjutsu, he had no need to worry.

After all, with the Sharingan having copied techniques for a thousand years, they were not lacking in that department.

They even possessed the Uchiha Flame Formation, an exaggerated barrier capable of defending against Tailed Beast Balls.

Thus, it was simple to decide which aspect of the clan to strengthen.

If he could transform the Sage Mode, which was currently only suitable for himself, into a technique with high universal applicability, he could make the Uchiha soar.

With that thought, an Aura Epiphany washed over him, as if he had been enlightened by a divine touch.

Once it ended, Uchiha Genmei looked at the changes in the information on his panel.

Sage Mode (Human): Bestowed by the grace of the Aura, it has become a method of sage power extremely suitable for humans.

Aura: 214 wisps

It consumed fifty wisps? Still, it was worth it.

The lingering effects of the Aura let him know that the power of the modified Sage Mode would not decrease.

The triple base amplification would not diminish; it would only increase.

Thinking about how, after teaching it to his clansmen, they would give their enemies a huge surprise in the war that was set to break out in a few years, the young man washed up and went to sleep with peace of mind.

On Mount Myoboku, Gamamaru sat on his massive chair, listening to the report from the Fukasaku couple.

He sighed helplessly: "Is it truly as you saw? Has that divinity been absorbed by Uchiha Genmei?"

"That is correct, the energy of nature tells me so." Sage Fukasaku raised his head calmly and explained to the Great Toad Sage, "That divinity is already within his body."

Sage Shima, however, poured cold water on the situation from the side.

"Don't forget, we already said just now that the brat doesn't really want to deal with us."

A cold tone rang out from her mouth; she was incredibly annoyed whenever she thought of that Uchiha.

What did he mean by "aesthetic issues" and not wanting to form a bond with Mount Myoboku?

Wasn't he just saying that toads were ugly?

Hearing this, Gamamaru smiled slightly.

As if he held the winning hand, his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Looking down at the two sages below, he said indifferently: "It matters not. I have already foreseen that the battlefield in the Land of Water in a few years will be our opportunity!"

Thinking of the wonderful outcome, he stood up excitedly.

Opening his giant toad mouth, he shouted with fervor: "Then, we shall obtain that divinity and ascend from sage to god!"

Surging sage power boiled within his body, stirring the clouds and winds of Mount Myoboku into a frenzy.

It was clear just how agitated he was at this moment.

The two toad sages below watched all of this with composure.

As his children, how could they not know the true face of the Great Toad Sage?

Just because he usually acted muddled, one shouldn't assume he was truly like that.

Did they think Mount Myoboku interfered in the affairs of the Shinobi World year after year just to do charity?

Waiting for the Great Toad Sage to calm down, "Old Man, if we are truly to scheme against that brat," Fukasaku asked solemnly, pressing his palms together, "what plan shall we employ?"

He sat back in his chair, resting his head on his webbed palms.

After a moment of contemplation, He spoke calmly:

"When the time comes, I will lead the children to launch a surprise attack on the Uchiha's positions on the battlefield."

He then lifted his head from his palms and slowly lowered his gaze.

Addressing Fukasaku and his wife, he continued, word by word:

"Splitting up their top-tier combatants so those Mangekyo cannot gather in one place—that will be the moment of his demise!"

The tone was so resolute that it seemed as if the youth's end had already arrived.

Having said this, He waved his hand to signal them to withdraw.

"You need not worry yourselves. Go now."

Fukasaku and his wife bowed and took their leave.

But, Gamamaru.

Is the future, truly something you can toy with?

You must know, that is a thing which even an omniscient god cannot fathom.

Meanwhile, on the other side, in a dark cave, Zetsu was also discussing the Uchiha issue with Uchiha Madara.

"Lord Madara, was what you said just now true?"

Uchiha Madara glanced sideways at the White Zetsu who dared to question him.

He let out a cold snort:

"I have no habit of lying about such matters; I did indeed sense it just now."

At this, he clenched his fist.

He frowned and continued to explain:

"A pupil power slightly surpassing my own bloomed in the distance."

A sense of foreboding arose in his heart, much like that low-life Tobirama, who could sense chakra fluctuations hundreds of kilometers away.

When one's pupil power reaches his level, one can also sense the aura of a violent eruption of pupil power from afar.

After all, pupil power is merely a special form of chakra; he knew that better than anyone.

At this moment, "It must be Uchiha Genmei. Heh heh... what an incredible person." Black Zetsu, fused with White Zetsu, spoke slowly to address his foreboding.

Uchiha Madara cast a glance at him, his tone filled with pride as he said:

"It must be him. I never expected such an Uchiha to emerge in this generation."

Black Zetsu was puzzled—what exactly were you proud of?

He asked:

"That youth makes you feel proud? Lord Madara, he has already become a major problem."

Hearing this, Uchiha Madara's face broke into a smile, the curve of his lips slowly widening.

"Hahahahahahahaha!"

"Of course I am proud; the Uchiha should be exactly like this!"

He swung his left hand, clenched his fist, and continued excitedly:

"I had assumed that after I left, under Tobirama's schemes, the Uchiha would slowly fall from grace."

"But look at what he has done! He has developed the Police Force to such an extent."

"He has made Konoha feel as if they have a bone stuck in their throat, yet they can do nothing about him!"

Speaking of this, he sang out loud with a look of disdain.

"You use feed to raise dogs and money to raise men, but no one can ever truly control the Uchiha!"

"He has deeply put this into practice; why should I not be proud?"

Turning around, he stepped into the darkness, and slowly... wisps of malice began to drift around his body.

"However, one thing is one thing, and another is another. By obstructing my grand plan, he has brought death upon himself."

Black Zetsu, who was following behind, chimed in:

"Then what should we do? Lord Madara, he is not some small fry that can be easily manipulated."

"I have my own ways. Let's go; it is time to use that pawn, the Third Mizukage."

Just like that, a coincidental scheme was about to shroud the young man!

Land of Demons, Early the next morning, the young man and the shrine maiden continued to meet at that shrine.

"Miko, regarding what was left unsaid yesterday, is there some explanation?"

Hearing the young man's question, the shrine maiden looked over with her bright, beautiful eyes.

She smiled slightly and began to explain:

"Your body possesses the divinity of Ame no Oshiho-mimi. If you were to form a contract with those monsters, it would only benefit them."

Uchiha Genmei was somewhat surprised and met the shrine maiden's gaze directly.

He spoke slowly: "What do you mean?"

The shrine maiden Miko parted her lips slightly:

"Ame no Oshiho-mimi is the ruler of Ashihara no Nakatsukuni."

"If you were to truly form a contract with them, they could draw upon the power of the earth without restraint to fatten themselves."

The young man nodded to show he understood.

He watched the expression on the shrine maiden's face, which suggested she had more to say.

He smiled and said:

"You shouldn't just want to tell me this, should you?"