Chapter 4

Extreme Sharingan: Level 3 (0/10000)—An ultimate ocular technique with limitless potential for evolution. Currently at the three-tomoe level.

Skill Slots: 2/3 (One more skill can be added)

Equipped: Eight Gates, Fire Release

He glanced at the system interface, unsurprised. "As expected, ten thousand proficiency points."

Without dwelling on the number, he directly activated his brand-new three-tomoe Sharingan.

His eyes turned red, the tomoe spun, and the instant ocular power surged forth, he could clearly feel it—his chakra had become far more abundant than before.

Even without relying on the Eight Gates to support him, he could steadily reach the level of a chunin in the three-tomoe state alone.

If he added the Eight Gates on top of that, he would unquestionably have jonin-level combat power.

And the Eight Gates were only Level 2 now. Before long, they would reach Level 3, and by then, his chakra reserves would likely surpass those of an ordinary jonin.

That way, he could maintain the Extreme Sharingan for long periods, and his proficiency would rise even faster.

As long as he could awaken the Mangekyo Sharingan before the night of the massacre, everything afterward would be secure.

Mangekyo...

Just imagining it was enough to make him lose his composure.

Daily life returned to normal. Unlike the other six- or seven-year-old children, Uchiha Yi wore quite a bit of weighted gear on his way to school.

Although that stuff did not help much with Eight Gates proficiency, even a mosquito leg was still meat. It was better than nothing.

In class, he and Naruto became desk mates, and the two of them silently agreed to lie on their desks and sleep together.

He could not help it. He had pushed himself all night yesterday, draining his chakra twice and forcing the Extreme Sharingan's proficiency up by six points.

With his current chakra reserves, he could maintain the two-tomoe Sharingan for half an hour.

But half an hour only earned him three proficiency points.

And as the level of his eyes increased, not only did the required proficiency grow greater and greater, but the proficiency gained each time he activated them also decreased.

Still, he was not in a hurry.

By his calculations, there was still some time before the night of the massacre. If he kept grinding at this pace, awakening the Mangekyo should not be a dream.

At present, raising the Extreme Sharingan from Level 3 to Level 4 required ten thousand proficiency points. At his current rate, it would indeed take some time.

But there was no rushing something like this.

The moment his level rose, Uchiha Yi immediately felt the change—his chakra had increased, directly reaching the threshold of a jonin.

He wanted to see how long he could sustain the three-tomoe Sharingan on his own, and how often his proficiency would increase.

Ten minutes passed, and the system notification sounded. "Proficiency +1. Current Level 3 Extreme Sharingan proficiency: 1 point."

Huh, it went up that quickly?

Uchiha Yi paused. At Level 2, he had only gained one point every ten minutes, so he had thought Level 3 would take even longer. Apparently, he had overthought it. Still one point every ten minutes? That's good news. Now let's see how long jonin-level chakra can sustain the three tomoe.

Fortunately, school was over, and he was already home.

If he were at school, he could only pretend to sleep while secretly activating his eyes. After all, the changes were too obvious once the Sharingan opened. He did not want anyone to notice.

Five hours later, his eyes were unbearably sore, but his heart was bursting with joy. "Five hours... I lasted a full five hours. This is amazing!"

Uchiha Yi was a little excited. While maintaining the Sharingan, he cultivated using the special method of chakra recovery, and he had actually endured for five whole hours.

One proficiency point every ten minutes meant thirty points in five hours.

Over the course of a day, he could grind at least ninety points.

In his current state, it only took three hours for his chakra to fully recover.

Ninety points a day meant he could gather ten thousand points in a little over three months.

He could awaken the Mangekyo in three months?

Uchiha Yi was thrilled.

If the Eight Gates rose another level, he would only have even more chakra. More importantly—he had discovered that the Eight Gates did not merely increase his chakra; they also strengthened his body.

The reason he could recover all his chakra in three hours was thanks to the Eight Gates. Maybe... it won't even take three months.

Light gleamed in Uchiha Yi's eyes.

Unfortunately, he was happy too soon.

After school the next afternoon, he went to Ichiraku Ramen with Naruto again before heading home. But the instant he entered the Uchiha compound, he sensed that something was wrong.

The entire compound was suffused with oppression. Everyone was tense, as if something could happen at any moment.

Uchiha Yi's heart tightened—could the rebellion be about to begin?

"That's not right. The timing's too early."

Frowning, he suddenly remembered something.

The Uchiha Clan's signs of rebellion had actually appeared much earlier. It was only because Shisui died—the strongest ninja of the Uchiha Clan had died, and the rebellion plan had been forcibly delayed for two years.

By his calculations, Shisui had been dead for almost two years.

Uchiha Yi's heart skipped a beat, and he finally pieced it all together. Damn, it's really coming!

A chill ran down his back. He had thought there was still time to delay, but now it seemed the night of the massacre was not far away.

The problem was that he had only just awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan. At most, his combat strength was that of an ordinary jonin.

If he encountered Uchiha Itachi now, there would not even be a fight.

Not to mention Obito would be there on the night of the massacre, along with that old schemer Danzo.

Night fell as dark as spilled ink.

The Uchiha Clan's council hall was packed with the clan's higher-ups and their strongest fighters.

In the shadows not far from the hall, a dark figure silently blended into the corner by the wall.

Uchiha Yi had arrived.

He wanted to find out exactly when the Uchiha Clan intended to act. Even knowing the danger, he had gritted his teeth and come to investigate personally.

The moment he arrived, a low roar suppressed by anger crashed into his ears.

He immediately held his breath, every sense in his body stretched taut.

He had not forgotten that Fugaku Uchiha's eyes had already awakened the Mangekyo. "Clan Head, we can't delay any longer. Let's do it!"

"That's right, screw them! Konoha treats us like this, so what are we still enduring for?"

"Exactly. It's time for us Uchiha to take charge."

Listening to them, Uchiha Yi gently shook his head in the darkness.

These people really had no idea what they were doing.

Did they truly think the Uchiha's current resources were enough to overturn Konoha?

Forget that Shisui was already gone. Even if Shisui were still alive and Itachi gave them his full support, this would never succeed.

Konoha had plenty of capable fighters.

Might Guy was a tough opponent, Kakashi could barely count as one too, and Asuma's generation had plenty of people with real skill.

The Uchiha might not even be able to handle the Anbu alone.

Not to mention the Root, and the trump cards hidden by Konoha's great clans.

Trying to take down all of Konoha with the Uchiha Clan's strength alone was nothing but a dream.

Fugaku Uchiha understood this as well.

But every clan member before him was more excited and angrier than the last. He knew that even if he, the clan head, stood up and said, "We won't fight," he could not stop them.

The situation was no longer under his control.

Sure enough, the elders began talking over one another, already discussing the specific plan of action.

Uchiha Yi crouched there for a while and gained a rough understanding of the situation.

He swept his gaze around and did not see Itachi.

It seemed the Uchiha Clan no longer trusted him much. He had not even been called to this meeting.

But precisely because of that—

He had always kept Fugaku Uchiha's Mangekyo Sharingan abilities in mind. "Clan Head, we can't keep wasting time like this. We have to act!"

"That's right. We should use force directly. These Konoha people are too arrogant—they need to be dealt with."

"Exactly. It's time for us Uchiha to take charge."

As they shouted, Uchiha Yi could only shake his head inwardly.

These people really had rocks in their heads.

With the Uchiha's meager strength, did they seriously think they could turn the world upside down?

Forget that the strongest, Shisui, was already gone. Even if he were still alive, with Itachi supporting them at full strength, they probably still could not stir up much trouble.

Konoha was not weak now.

Might Guy was a tough opponent, Kakashi was passable in a fight, and people like Asuma from their generation were no pushovers either.

The Uchiha might not even make it past the Anbu.

Not to mention the Root and those clans filled with hidden talents.

Trying to seize Konoha with the Uchiha Clan alone was simply a dream.

Fugaku Uchiha understood that too, but seeing his clansmen so fired up and furious, he knew that even if he, the clan head, stepped forward to oppose them now, no one would listen.

He could no longer stop them.

Sure enough, several elders quickly gathered together and began discussing the details of their move.

After staying for a while, Uchiha Yi had a pretty good idea of the situation.

He swept his gaze around but did not see Itachi. He guessed that the Uchiha no longer trusted him, so they had not allowed him to take part in this meeting at all.

But that only made Uchiha Yi more certain—this meeting was most likely the Uchiha's final decision to take action. Looks like the Uchiha rebellion will happen within the next couple of days. The night of the massacre is really coming.

With a sigh in his heart, Uchiha Yi did not want to stay any longer. He turned and left.

He slipped away quickly.

But just as he withdrew, his expression suddenly changed. He sharply raised his head and saw a figure.

Dressed in black and covered from head to toe, the most important thing was the chilling aura emanating from that person. "Who are you?"

The man in black spoke.

Uchiha Yi had used the Transformation Technique, so he looked like an adult.

He did not say a word.

But inside, he was already cursing.

Damn, with that outfit and that aura... could this be Itachi?

The more he thought about it, the more certain he became. He nearly wanted to cry. "Not going to talk?"

The man in black coldly tossed out those words and moved immediately.

Whoosh!

In a flash, he was already in front of him. A kunai had appeared in his hand at some point, and with a swift slash, he cut Uchiha Yi in half at the waist.

Bang!

Uchiha Yi exploded into a cloud of white smoke, leaving behind only two pieces of wood.

Substitution Technique.

He reappeared some distance away and immediately turned to run without another word.

No mistake—it was Itachi!

After that brief exchange, Uchiha Yi had completely confirmed the other party's identity.

Why the hell would he fight? Run!

He truly did not want to clash head-on with Itachi—a monster who had awakened the Mangekyo two years ago and was now unquestionably at Kage level.

He was fast, but Itachi was faster.

After missing his first strike, Itachi did not pause at all and immediately gave chase. "Fire Release: Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!"

Uchiha Yi formed hand seals, abruptly turned around, and spat several fireballs toward Itachi.

The skill equipped in Uchiha Yi's Sharingan, which had evolved to its second stage, was Fire Release.