The Idol in the Dancer King's Heart

"What happened! Why can't I move?!"

Panic began to spread through the Black Cavalry.

They had fought in countless battles, large and small, and had experienced all manner of bizarre ninjutsu and bloodline limits.

But this was the first time they had encountered something so eerie.

The leader of the Black Cavalry, positioned at the very back, was the only one unaffected.

"Bastard! What did you do!"

Watching the scene unfold before him, the Black Cavalry leader felt a surge of panic.

"Haven't you seen what I've done? Why ask when you already know the answer?"

Uchiha Kei looked up with a chuckle, his sword-shaped Sharingan spinning in a strange, rhythmic motion.

"Man... Mangekyo Sharingan! You're from the Uchiha Clan!"

The Black Cavalry leader recognized the iconic eyes of the Uchiha Clan instantly, and his heart began to pound uncontrollably.

The Senju Clan and the Uchiha Clan held absolute authority over this land; the mere sight of a Sharingan was enough to strike terror into the hearts of many.

They had dared to capture Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara only because they relied on the fact that the two were still young.

If Uchiha Madara had already awakened the Sharingan, they wouldn't have dared to touch him even if they were given ten times the courage.

And now, an Uchiha with a Sharingan had appeared out of nowhere—and it was at the Mangekyo level!

The Black Cavalry leader panicked...

"Keep that look of shock on your face, otherwise..."

Uchiha Kei enjoyed the constant chiming of notifications in his head, a harmless, innocent smile plastered on his face.

"...I'll beat you to death."

Gulp...

The Black Cavalry swallowed in unison.

The scene that followed was quite interesting.

Hundreds of Black Cavalry stood frozen in place.

The Black Cavalry leader remained frozen in shock.

Senju Hashirama and Uchiha Madara looked on in disbelief.

And...

The harmless-looking Uchiha Kei.

"Big brother, are you from the Uchiha Clan?"

The thick-headed Senju Hashirama leaned in, his face full of curiosity.

"That counts, and yet it doesn't."

Uchiha Kei patted Senju Hashirama's bowl-cut hair.

"Impossible, I've never seen you among the Uchiha."

Uchiha Madara also leaned in, his face etched with confusion.

"Just because you haven't seen me doesn't mean I'm not one of them."

Uchiha Kei reached his wicked hand toward Madara; his spiky hair felt amazing to the touch.

"The Uchiha Clan doesn't represent every Uchiha."

Madara wanted to dodge, but he suddenly realized he couldn't move, forced to let the other man ruffle his hair as he pleased.

"Sen... Senior, um... our Hejian Clan has no intention of being enemies with the Uchiha; there might be some misunderstanding here."

The Black Cavalry leader mustered his courage, speaking with a trembling voice.

"A misunderstanding?"

Uchiha Kei clicked his tongue in wonder. "What a convenient misunderstanding. It seems the Hejian Clan doesn't have much ability, but they certainly have thick skin. To say such ambitious things and then have the gall to say this now, tsk."

He waved his hand again.

This time, Madara, who was standing very close, felt it.

A suppressive force stemming from the bloodline radiated from Uchiha Kei.

It was an ability that could alter the very essence of the world!

Pop.

With a soft sound, the hundreds of Black Cavalry frozen in mid-air realized with horror...

Their bodies were dissolving!

Bit by bit, they were turning into foam!

"Senior! No! We know we were wrong!"

The leader of the Black Cavalry's eyes turned bloodshot as he watched the elite of his clan vanish bit by bit, feeling an overwhelming sense of regret for his inflated ambition.

"If you know you've done wrong, you must accept the punishment."

Uchiha Kei watched the scene before him with indifference, though he was somewhat shocked in his heart.

Is this the Mangekyo dojutsu known as Uhijini?

To create all things while simultaneously altering their very nature.

It is truly terrifying!

A few seconds later, the massive force of over a hundred Black Cavalrymen had all transformed into bubbles that filled the sky, drifting away with the wind.

"No... no... the Hejian Clan, has the Hejian Clan really been destroyed just like that..."

The leader of the Black Cavalry collapsed to the ground, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.

Because of his own ambition, he had buried all the elites of the Hejian Clan, leaving behind only the old, the weak, the sick, and the disabled.

In this era of the Warring States, the Hejian Clan was effectively extinct.

"Before you act, you must consider the consequences."

Uchiha Kei felt not a shred of sympathy for him; with a wave of his hand, the leader of the Black Cavalry also turned into bubbles.

Anyone who does wrong must pay the price.

This price might be one you cannot bear, but you must accept it!

Having dealt with the Hejian Clan, Uchiha Kei turned his gaze toward the two people beside him.

"How about it? With this kind of strength, am I qualified to be your teacher?"

Hashirama didn't even hesitate, nodding frantically.

Madara, however, fell into deep thought.

"We Uchiha cannot take on a teacher without permission."

After a long while, Madara finally spoke those words.

Uchiha Kei nodded in understanding.

He had read the history of the Uchiha Clan; the Warring States period was different from the era of hidden villages, and major decisions like taking on a teacher generally required the consent of the clan head.

Not to mention that Madara was the heir to the Uchiha Clan.

"Then let's head to the Uchiha territory first."

To be honest, Uchiha Kei felt a sense of longing for the Uchiha Clan of this era.

After all, anything not shown in the anime held a tremendous attraction for him.

The three of them officially set off toward the Uchiha clan grounds.

On the way, Uchiha Kei did not remain idle.

He first checked the current status of the two boys.

As legendary figures of later generations, Hashirama and Madara at this time did not have many extraordinary traits.

Madara was doing alright; although he hadn't awakened his Sharingan, his chakra had barely reached the level of a genin, and his combat instincts were far superior to those of his peers.

He could barely be considered a little genius.

Hashirama was much worse off; not only was the chakra in his body pitifully low, but his kind nature also left him with no interest in fighting.

However, there was one thing: Hashirama's terrifying self-healing ability.

A wound deep enough to see bone would heal in just a few breaths.

If not for the residual bloodstains, no one would have even noticed the injury.

Along the way, Uchiha Kei also figured out how to use his exclusive ability—Bloodline Enhancement.

In one word: beatings!

Every time he thrashed the two of them, their bloodlines would improve by a notch, and their chakra would also see a certain increase.

Discovering this ability was entirely thanks to the aloof Madara.

Since he hated being patted on the head, he ended up taking the most beatings...

However, what puzzled Madara to no end was that every time he was beaten, his chakra would increase significantly, and even his dormant bloodline would begin to ripple.

After several failed attempts at resistance, Madara gradually sank into the abyss of pain and pleasure.

He even started wanting to be beaten more often...

As the sky gradually darkened, the trio arrived at the Uchiha clan grounds.

"Who goes there?"

Just as they reached the main gate, four figures appeared before them.

"I am Uchiha Madara."

Madara stepped forward, his aura as the heir to the clan on full display.

"Young Clan Head."

Four figures bowed in unison.

"Mm."

Madara nodded indifferently, his face settling back into a cold, aloof expression.

"Young Clan Head, who are these two?"

"My friends. I have something to discuss with my father."

Hearing that they were the Young Clan Head's friends, the four figures did not press for more details. "The Clan Head is in the Council Hall, holding a meeting with the clan members of jonin rank and above."

"Very well, I shall go find him."

With that, Madara led Uchiha Kei and Hashirama into the clan grounds.

The four figures did not stop them, and once the trio's silhouettes had faded into the distance, they vanished into the night.