The Origin of All-Nature Chakra

Uchiha Ming left the training ground and immediately used the Body Flicker Technique to arrive at the Security Force. Seeing the handsome uncle joking around at the entrance, he said, "Come with me. I need to speak with the clan head about your son." Seeing the serious look on Uchiha Ming's face, the handsome uncle asked, "Did he cause trouble again? Did he beat someone up? No, he's always known his limits. Don't tell me he left the village again..." He chattered on as he followed Uchiha Ming. Before long, they arrived outside Uchiha Nobunaga's office. The secretary at the door saw the handsome uncle and immediately opened the door. "Lord Nobunaga is inside alone. A pot of tea was just delivered." The handsome uncle grinned. "Then we'll go in. Thanks, Little Tsuru." "No need to thank me. When you leave at noon, remember to bring the little dango cakes to Sister Lan." After saying that, Tsuru pointed at the delicate little box on her desk.

The two entered the office. Uchiha Nobunaga poured a cup of tea for both the handsome uncle and Uchiha Ming. The three of them quietly drank tea for half an hour without saying a word. After finishing that pot, the handsome uncle let out a soft breath. "My boy caused trouble, didn't he? Sorry to make you worry." Uchiha Ming quickly replied, "He didn't cause trouble. There's just something I think you should both know. This morning at the training ground, I tested their chakra natures. Your son, Uchiha Yo, has every nature—he possesses all five. I think we need to discuss this among ourselves." Uchiha Nobunaga's expression froze. He turned to the handsome uncle and asked in confusion, "Ieyasu, Ming is Yo's teacher, not an outsider, so I'll ask directly. I remember that when we tested him and Fugaku, he had three natures: fire, earth, and water. I shouldn't be mistaken. Fugaku had fire and lightning. He even went home and cried for two days, feeling that he'd embarrassed me by having only two natures, one fewer than his older brother." Both men looked at the handsome uncle. He stared at his teacup in silence for a while before saying, "Lan and I had almost forgotten about this. After all, Yo himself doesn't remember it."

The handsome uncle slowly began to recount the story. "I remember it was Yo's fifth birthday. We went on a picnic together at noon, partly to celebrate that Yo was about to start school. Everyone offered their good wishes. His mother and her close friends took the children into the woods to pick fruit for everyone. You know those women—they were all highly skilled, so there was no concern for safety. All the children went, and Yo was no exception. The adults picked fruit and stood guard in small groups, while the children had the time of their lives in the woods. Yo climbed a tree and found a fruit that looked different from the others. It was golden, with strange patterns on it. He brought it to Lan and asked what kind of fruit it was. Lan had never seen it either, so she only told him not to eat it yet, since it might be poisonous. Yo showed it off to the other children. Kids being kids, they all wanted to hold it and take a look. In his panic, Yo ate the fruit. He looked like he was in terrible pain at the time. His mother noticed and hurried over, wanting to take him to the hospital. But after vomiting for a while, Yo said the fruit tasted horrible, like shit. Everyone laughed at him for eating things recklessly and warned the other children not to eat strange things at random. After the picnic, his mother took Yo to the hospital for a checkup. They only went home after confirming that he was fine.

Then the problem came the next day. No matter how they called to him in the morning, Yo would not wake up. Lan discovered that he was running a high fever. We took him to the hospital, but the fever would not subside for days. Sometimes Yo murmured things that no one could understand. On the seventh day, we all thought he wouldn't make it. His mother stayed by his side for seven straight days, filled with guilt, believing that she had been too busy chatting and had failed to watch over Yo properly. You all remember this, right? You, Sister-in-law, and Fugaku all came. Everyone was preparing to say goodbye to him, but then his fever suddenly broke. It came without warning and disappeared just as inexplicably. I even paid Tsunade a considerable sum to come examine him. Yo was completely fine. The only issue was that he remembered nothing from the day of the picnic until the day he regained consciousness. Tsunade and Master Yakushi believed it was selective amnesia. He had endured such immense pain during that period that he instinctively wanted to forget it. In psychology, it was considered a self-defense mechanism of the human body. As long as he was all right, his mother and I were happy for him to forget something so painful. While guiding his training, his talent frightened me. So I tested him again. All-nature chakra. Mental strength far beyond ordinary people, nearly capable of remembering anything at a glance. His chakra control was also astonishingly gifted—at a very young age, he could walk freely on trees and water. His mother and I believed that the severe illness had stimulated his body and awakened its potential. After that, he became more and more sensible, nothing like a child at all. I suppose it was a blessing in disguise."

Uchiha Nobunaga drew in a breath. "I do remember that incident. At the time, I even asked the Third Hokage to have Koharu take a look. Yo was truly in critical condition then. I never expected it to turn into a blessing in disguise. It seems all-nature chakra cannot be replicated. Ming, let's leave this matter here. Yo has forgotten, and I think that's for the best. What do you think?"

After hearing the entire story, Uchiha Ming was deeply shaken. He also understood from the clan head's words that it would be best to let the matter end here. He rose to his feet and said, "I think so too. I'll go back and arrange their training. Oh, right, I invited Zephyr and Saka to give them special training. It'll be closed training for one week. I'll be leaving first." With that, he smiled at the handsome uncle, stood up, bowed, and left.