King Piccolo Descends

Elsewhere.

Uchiha Feng's original body and clone were carefully lying low, absorbing the soul energy around them.

"+16~

+18~

+112~

..."

Prompts kept sounding in his mind, but Uchiha Feng only felt more grief and indignation.

These people had trusted Uchiha Fugaku so completely, only to be arranged by him as stepping stones for his sons. This world really was full of betrayal!

His soul points soon broke past one thousand, but that still was not enough. To deal with Uchiha Itachi, he needed a character card with enough weight behind it.

He quickly arrived at the place where the Uchiha Clan's jonin had gathered.

"+244~~

+188~~

+388~~

..."

A flood of rewards rang out in his mind.

Uchiha Feng was even more startled. Every person before him was an Uchiha jonin who had awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan.

Perhaps because they had not been dead for long, they provided so much soul energy. Among them were even major clan figures he had never been able to approach before.

"Uchiha Taoka?

Uchiha Tekka?"

The two corpses stirred something in Uchiha Feng's heart. These two Uchiha jonin had been firm advocates of war, yet they had cared for Uchiha Clan orphans like them with all their hearts.

In his memories, the few lavish meals they had enjoyed were all thanks to these two, who had brought the orphans along to eat with them.

In this clan full of lunatics, these two had given him warmth.

"Feng... you're Feng, aren't you?"

A weak voice rang out, startling Uchiha Feng into a cold sweat.

Following the voice, he saw the Uchiha Clan's Great Elder. One of the old man's eyes had gone blind, a consequence of using the Uchiha forbidden technique, Izanagi.

Uchiha Feng hesitated for a moment, then quickly walked over.

This Great Elder had usually been responsible for the orphans like him, as well as the Uchiha Clan's inheritance. He treated every orphan as though they were his own grandchildren.

When Uchiha Feng enrolled in the Ninja Academy, the guardian listed on his registration had been the Great Elder before him.

Several times, the Great Elder had even personally gone to the Ninja Academy to pick up an orphan like him, simply to ease his pointless pride.

"Great Elder..."

Uchiha Feng stepped forward, not knowing what to say. Even with a forbidden technique, an old man like this was merely clinging to life. There was no saving him now!

"Child, we were all wrong!

We should never have trusted that dog Uchiha Fugaku. He clearly had the Mangekyo Sharingan, yet...

Why am I even telling you this?

It's just a pity that children like you have to die alongside old men like us, who only have a few days left to live.

I'm sorry!"

The Great Elder stroked Uchiha Feng's head. His eyes were filled with tears, and regret covered his wrinkled face. He spoke in fits and starts, yet revealed quite a bit of information.

"Great Elder, don't worry. I can survive. If I get the chance, I'll rebuild the Uchiha Clan."

Uchiha Feng did not know how to comfort the old man before him, so in the end, he decided to reveal a little about his own situation.

A sharp glint flashed through the Great Elder's eyes before fading away.

"I had planned to take these things with me. Even in death, I couldn't let those Konoha dogs have them.

If it's really as you say, then I'll give them to you!

Child, the most important thing is to protect yourself. Protect yourself!"

The Great Elder took out a scroll bearing the image of a golden kitten.

It was one of the Uchiha Clan's summoning beasts, and the cat the Great Elder had always used for his summons.

Biting his finger, the Great Elder formed hand seals. The markings of the Summoning Technique appeared on the ground, but no summoned beast appeared.

Konoha had already cut off summoning calls!

"Your name has already been left behind. Once you drip a drop of blood, the contract will be formed! From then on, you'll be a contractor of the Nether Cat Clan. I left the Uchiha Clan's inheritance and resources there.

The entire clan compound is now sealed off by a barrier, so you can only wait until later!

Feng, you must live. Even if you don't seek revenge, you must live! Don't let the Uchiha Clan's inheritance be cut off!"

The Great Elder panted heavily. After saying this, he completely lost his breath, and the chakra in his body slowly dissipated.

Uchiha Feng respectfully accepted the scroll from the Great Elder's hand. Even before his death, this old man had still been thinking of the Uchiha Clan.

"+1013~~"

Dense soul energy drifted over from the Uchiha Great Elder's body. This quasi-Kage-level powerhouse had provided him with just over a thousand soul points.

It seemed soul points were tied to a ninja's strength.

Genin: single digits.

Chunin: tens.

Jonin: hundreds.

Kage level: thousands?

He put a question mark on that in his mind.

When he came back to himself, he saw that the soul points on the panel had already exceeded five thousand.

To summon an opponent capable of matching Uchiha Itachi, more than five thousand soul points still was not reliable enough.

But there were not many soul points left to harvest. Only the other places under the crows' surveillance remained.

His sensing ability activated. Dumpling's clone and Uchiha Itachi were still facing off, but Uchiha Itachi was growing more and more restless. If this continued, trouble would arise sooner or later.

He swept his ability over Uchiha Fugaku's location and discovered that the crows had only two surveillance points there. He made up his mind.

Keeping himself concealed, he made his way to Uchiha Fugaku's location. Given Uchiha Fugaku's level, he should be able to harvest quite a few soul points.

"+134~

+247~

..."

A series of soul point increases appeared. These had all belonged to the elite guards protecting the Uchiha Clan head. Only at death did they understand that those who had killed them were not the Konoha people who hated them, but the person they had always protected.

"+568~" Looking over, he saw Uchiha Itachi's mother, Uchiha Mikoto. She was also a fairly strong jonin!

At last, he reached Uchiha Feng's ultimate target, Uchiha Fugaku. His collection ability covered the man, and a great mass of dense soul points surged toward Uchiha Feng.

Based on his earlier experience and compared to the Uchiha Great Elder's soul energy, this dense soul energy...

Uchiha Fugaku was at least at Kage level, and not one who had only recently entered that level.

He truly deserved to die. It was only a pity for those who had believed in him.

"+2378~"

"This is your final contribution!"

The soul points on the panel froze at 10,789.

He dug out Uchiha Fugaku's eyes and placed them into the scroll prepared by the Great Elder. Based on his current guess, there was a high probability that these eyes were the Mangekyo Sharingan.

"Begin the draw!"

He issued the command in his mind. The soul points on the panel were continuously consumed. In the end, ten thousand points were spent to draw a card with sufficient power.

"Ding~

Card: King Piccolo [First Generation]

Evaluation: Extremely powerful and utterly evil. He hates peace above all else, but what you need to consider now is whether the energy in your body can sustain his battle.

Rank: Four-star [Cannot be upgraded]

Abilities: 1. Decayed combat martial arts.

2. Skilled use of ki.

3. Incomplete Namekian inheritance.

4. ..."

Uchiha Feng looked at the character in his mind, overjoyed. His gaze fixed on the evaluation section as a detailed explanation appeared in his mind.

The unlocked character cards needed to operate using the chakra and ki currently within his body. His current strength was only that of a Ninja Academy student, though thanks to the Uchiha Clan's training, his energy had reached genin level.

He could now easily use one-star cards, which were at Dumpling's level.

But if he used a four-star card, King Piccolo [First Generation], it could only be maintained for a very short time.

Could he only use that function?

He examined the card in his mind. The Namekian's standard green skin, his aged face covered in wrinkles, the dark light-blue martial arts uniform on his body, the dark purple sash around his waist, and the character for "Demon" written across his chest.

Just looking at the card, he could already feel that oppressive presence and evil power.