I've fought for the family for many years, shouldn't I be able to enjoy myself?

"The Clan Head also said when we arrived that everything should be led by you."

Uchiha Sei certainly had no objections; he found the plan feasible and quite excellent.

Uchiha Yang did not pay much attention to these matters. His purpose in coming to the capital was to improve his own life, not to constantly find work for himself.

That would not align with his original intentions.

At this moment, Uchiha Yang had no idea that someone had already become busy because of his existence.

Black Zetsu, the figure who would one day stab Uchiha Madara in the heart, had also infiltrated the Uchiha Clan from the Uzumaki Clan.

The Uzumaki Clan could not be destroyed; it was vital to Black Zetsu's plan.

Moreover, the Uchiha Clan had become very different since the end of the Great War, making Black Zetsu feel quite unfamiliar with them.

It was as if a group of brutes had suddenly grown a brain.

Black Zetsu felt a bit panicked, sensing that things were slipping out of his control.

For a thousand years, Black Zetsu had been lurking in the shadows, plotting the resurrection of the Ten-Tails to unseal his mother.

Unfortunately, the strength of the successive Uchiha and Senju clan heads had never met Black Zetsu's requirements.

However, in Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama, Black Zetsu had truly felt hope.

Therefore, Black Zetsu absolutely would not allow any changes to occur that were beyond his grasp.

Thus, having infiltrated the Uchiha Clan to investigate in secret, Black Zetsu had identified a target: Uchiha Yang.

Having identified the variable, Black Zetsu intended to make a move against Uchiha Yang.

Finding someone was very simple for Black Zetsu. Once he tracked Uchiha Yang to the capital of the Land of Fire, he rushed over immediately.

As for the Senju searching for the Tailed Beasts, it was also Black Zetsu who had secretly leaked many of the clues.

Black Zetsu did this to ensure a balance between the two clans, facilitating the implementation of his upcoming plans.

Uchiha Yang, however, did not know that Black Zetsu had set his sights on him, and even if he did, he would not be particularly afraid of Black Zetsu.

If Black Zetsu were truly that powerful, he would have rescued Otsutsuki Kaguya long ago instead of waiting for so many years.

The most difficult thing about dealing with Black Zetsu was that he was like a loach—impossible to catch, always hiding in the shadows and plotting.

Brain: Master, I sense a dark, peculiar aura spying on us from the shadows.

In the Red Light District, inside a brothel, Uchiha Yang had brought the Great Elder and the others to enjoy the services of the entertainers.

If there is danger, I authorize you to take direct control of my body; don't worry about anything else.

Uchiha Yang did not know who was spying on him in the dark, so it was easier to simply delegate control.

Just as the Brain and the others were investigating who was watching them, a few words from Uchiha Yang caused the previously restrained Great Elder to let loose.

"Great Elder, you have worked hard and fought battles your entire life; shouldn't you be allowed to enjoy yourself?"

"As a junior, this is all I can do for you."

Uchiha Yang's face was flushed from drinking as he pulled over a woman dressed like a widow, speaking in a frivolous tone, "You, go over there and serve my elder well."

The widow threw herself directly into the Great Elder's arms, looking up at him with alluring, fixated eyes.

"Big Brother looks like he still has plenty of vitality."

The widow began to grope him restlessly.

Uchiha Sake and Uchiha Ya seemed long accustomed to this, finding two different women for themselves and getting rowdy on the side.

Uchiha Yang naturally did not touch these women, fearing disease; some illnesses were unavoidable even for ninjas.

If he wanted to vent, he would naturally find a proper woman. When out and about, just feasting his eyes and hands was enough.

The Great Elder, Uchiha Sei, also let his guard down. The kid Yang was right; he had fought his whole life, so why shouldn't he enjoy himself?

Seeing the dancer stop, the Great Elder Uchiha Sei shouted boisterously.

"Keep the music playing, keep the dancing going!"

"I'm paying for tonight!"

The Great Elder was already intoxicated; he felt the vitality of his youth returning and did not want to stop.

What Tailed Beasts? What plans?

In any case, the Clan Head had said to just listen to the kid Yang.

"The Great Elder is generous!" Uchiha Yang cheered, "Why aren't you all hurrying to toast the Great Elder?"

"A toast to the Great Elder!"

The drunken crowd joined in the clamor.

The only ones not drinking were Uchiha Kage, who was protecting the group from the shadows, and the elite Jonin brought by the Great Elder.

Meanwhile, Black Zetsu, hiding in the dark, was filled with confusion. Could such ordinary people really have caused such great damage to the Uzumaki Clan?

Was the Uzumaki Clan too foolish and stupid, or was Uchiha Yang too clever?

Black Zetsu decided to make his move after they returned. Time was meaningless to him; no matter how long the wait, he could afford it.

[Brain: Damn it, this feeling is back again. I keep getting the sensation that the hairs on my body are standing on end.]

[Sharingan: The master is already drunk; it's all up to us now.]

[Hand: Don't worry, I've got this.]

[Leg: These are all minor issues.]

After partying until late, the group returned to their quarters, stumbling and drunk.

With Xia Lian's assistance, Uchiha Yang went straight to sleep.

Watching from the shadows, Black Zetsu waited for the woman to leave before gradually approaching Uchiha Yang.

At that very instant, Uchiha Yang's eyes snapped open.

Those Mangekyou Sharingan stared straight at Black Zetsu, leaving him stunned in his tracks.

Aren't you drunk?

Aren't you just an ordinary person?

Why are you staring at me with those Mangekyou Sharingan?

Time to bolt!

Black Zetsu immediately sensed that something was terribly wrong.

Black Zetsu didn't know how many times he had faced the Mangekyou Sharingan, but this was the first time it had exerted such incomparable pressure upon him.

"You aren't getting away."

Uchiha Yang's voice was bone-chilling, his Mangekyou Sharingan fixed on Black Zetsu with utter indifference.

Black Zetsu didn't dare linger, transforming into a black shadow and vanishing into the darkness.

"Nightmare World."

In the dead of night, Uchiha Yang's Mangekyou Sharingan erupted with a blood-red light, as if illuminating the entire world in that single moment.

Black Zetsu realized it was suddenly bright; he had been pulled into an incredibly twisted illusion.

It seemed this was the ability of his Mangekyou Sharingan—troublesome, indeed.

What Black Zetsu hated most were the abilities birthed by the Mangekyou Sharingan; they were as ever-changing and bizarre as a kaleidoscope.

"I told you, you can't escape."

Uchiha Yang's figure appeared above Black Zetsu, looking down at him like a god from on high.

Black Zetsu's face twisted into a sinister grin as he chuckled, "You think you can kill me just like that? Naive boy."

[Brain: This guy is Black Zetsu, the one who stabbed Uchiha Madara in the back in the original plot. Should we finish him off today?]

[Sharingan: Don't be stupid. If we don't kill Black Zetsu now, are we supposed to keep him as a pet?]

[Hand: Go for it, take him out!]

[Brain: Black Zetsu is a product of Yin-Yang Release; we need sealing jutsu or the Rinnegan to deal with him.]

[Sharingan: Hand, do you even know any sealing jutsu?]

[Hand: You really just talk out of your ass, don't you?]

[Sharingan: Useless.]

[Hand: Don't push me to slap you.]