Plum Blossoms Bloom Twice, Nine Out of Ten Are Lost

Uchiha Yang was capable of being tender and protective, but only toward his own people. As for Uzumaki Mito, who remained an enemy, he would only continue to torment her.

He had already obtained Uzumaki Mito's person; as for her heart, did Uchiha Yang even need it?

He didn't need it at all.

A few days later, the shipment of grain transported from the Senju Clan arrived, and Uchiha Madara was currently receiving this massive supply.

Meanwhile, Uchiha Izuna and his team had already arrived at the perimeter of the Uzumaki Clan's barrier, familiar with the route.

"Follow the plan. This time, hold nothing back. Remember, try to target the young ones, especially at the Uzumaki Ancestral Shrine—don't forget that."

Uchiha Izuna gave his orders in a low voice.

"Understood."

Uchiha Sake and the others had already polished their weapons.

At this moment, inside the Uzumaki Clan's barrier, many clansmen were surviving on thin gruel every day. They couldn't eat solid food; while they might not be starving to death for the moment, their combat effectiveness had plummeted.

Ninjas must consume large amounts of meat; otherwise, they could not even guarantee their chakra levels.

Uchiha Izuna and his men had already resealed their own chakra and infiltrated the Uzumaki territory.

The outer reaches of the territory held little value, so they didn't bother with them. Once the seal's duration passed, Uchiha Izuna and his team had already slipped into the heart of the Uzumaki territory.

The ninjas of the Uzumaki Clan lived here, and this was one of Uchiha Izuna's primary targets.

His other target was, naturally, the younger generation of the Uzumaki Clan—giving them a taste of their own medicine.

Due to the food shortage, fewer Uzumaki clansmen were active; most stayed home to conserve energy, waiting for the Senju Clan's support.

This played right into the hands of Uchiha Izuna and his men. They slaughtered them house by house. The combat strength of a Jonin had actually fallen to that of a Chunin; one could imagine how severe the decline was.

In just ten minutes, Uchiha Izuna's face was splattered with the blood of the Uzumaki Clan, and his cold blade was stained with countless souls.

The rest of his team were all elite Jonin, and their combat power was like a series of small nuclear bombs detonating in the center of the Uzumaki territory.

However, the Uzumaki Clan wouldn't just be slaughtered in silence. It was only because hunger had caused their vigilance to drop significantly that many were killed before they could even react.

By the time Uzumaki Changfeng and the other high-ranking officials reacted, nine out of ten of the younger generation were already gone.

Explosions echoed everywhere, and those Uzumaki clansmen without combat ability could only flee in every direction.

Miserable screams rang out incessantly, and rows of houses were consumed by raging fires.

The entire Uzumaki territory was filled with a peculiar, charred scent.

Uchiha Izuna's entire squad was drenched in blood, covered in the gore of the Uzumaki clansmen.

Upon learning that the younger generation of their clan had been almost completely wiped out, Uzumaki Changfeng and the other high-ranking officials lost all reason. Saving people was no longer the priority; the killers were.

Soon, Uzumaki Changfeng and his men surrounded Uchiha Izuna and his team.

"Old man, are you satisfied with this grand gift?"

Uchiha Izuna suppressed his excitement, his voice cold and terrifying.

In truth, they could have left long ago, but Uchiha Izuna didn't want to end it like this. He wanted to use the power of his Mangekyou Sharingan to shock the Uzumaki leadership.

"You are courting death."

Uzumaki Changfeng's voice was icy. His eyes were bloodshot as he stared fixedly at Uchiha Izuna, filled with killing intent.

"Sealing Jutsu!"

The chains behind Uzumaki Changfeng surged toward Uchiha Izuna, carrying a terrifying aura.

"Amaterasu!"

Uchiha Izuna's Three-Tomoe Sharingan instantly shifted into a strange pattern, and a stream of blood flowed from his eye.

The black flames of Amaterasu, known as the inextinguishable fire, instantly surrounded Uzumaki Changfeng and the other high-ranking officials.

One elder, having accidentally brushed against the black flames, screamed in agony.

Under the influence of the ability in Uchiha Izuna's other eye, Amaterasu directly devoured the Uzumaki Elder, leaving not even ashes behind.

The Kagutsuchi used to manipulate Amaterasu turned the flames into a cage, sealing Uzumaki Changfeng and the others inside.

"Perish in the power of the Mangekyou Sharingan."

Uchiha Izuna laughed wildly. This power was so intoxicating that he felt invincible, fearing no force in the world.

It gave Uchiha Izuna the illusion that he could wipe out the entire Uzumaki Clan by himself.

Behind him, Uchiha Sake and the others were stunned by this power. They had no idea that the Uchiha possessed such strength.

Just then, a reminder from his cousin suddenly echoed in Uchiha Izuna's mind.

It was like a bucket of cold water poured over him, bringing Uchiha Izuna back to his senses. Lingering in fear, he hurriedly shouted, "We're retreating!"

Even if this power was strong, his own chakra could not sustain such consumption.

The Uzumaki Clan had more than just these trump cards. If he didn't leave now, it would be difficult to escape once that old man Uzumaki Changfeng recovered.

No matter how powerful Amaterasu was, it required chakra to maintain, and the Uzumaki Clan had no shortage of ways to seal chakra.

One minute after Uchiha Izuna left, Uzumaki Changfeng managed to seal the Amaterasu flames into a scroll.

In such a short amount of time, Uzumaki Changfeng had already found a way to counter Amaterasu.

If Uchiha Izuna had left one minute later, what would have awaited him was the overwhelming fury of the Uzumaki Clan.

"Ah!!! Uchiha, I will never share the same sky as you!"

Uzumaki Changfeng looked at the clan he had meticulously built, now reduced to a landscape of smoke and ruin, his mind reeling at the thought of the younger generation he had pinned his hopes on, and his kidnapped daughter.

Pfft!

Overcome with rage and despair, Uzumaki Changfeng spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed on the spot, losing consciousness.

"Clan Leader!"

"Clan Leader, you must not be alright! The clan needs you, Clan Leader!"

In a flurry of panic, the high-ranking members of the Uzumaki rushed to carry their unconscious leader away for treatment.

For the members of the Uzumaki, their ancestral lands had become a living hell, a nightmare they would never be able to forget for the rest of their lives.

When news that the Uzumaki territory had turned into a purgatory reached the Senju clan, Senju Tobirama immediately led a large number of Senju ninja toward the Uzumaki lands.

The Senju clan could not shirk their responsibility for what had happened.

Especially since many of their elders hailed from the Uzumaki Clan; under such pressure, Senju Tobirama was currently enduring a great deal of criticism directed against him.

Meanwhile, having returned to his own clan, Uchiha Izuna slowly savored the drain on his ocular power caused by the Mangekyou Sharingan.

Had it not been for his cousin's warning, he might have assumed that his ocular power would slowly recover over time.

But now, the depletion of his power served only to warn him that this strength was not to be used lightly unless absolutely necessary.

"Come, let us toast our great heroes."

At the victory banquet, Uchiha Madara stood up to celebrate everyone who had participated in the mission.

The smiles of victory had not vanished; they had simply shifted onto the faces of the Uchiha.

This surprise attack on the Uzumaki Clan had been a resounding success, and it could be considered a small down payment of interest for the clansmen they had lost.