Officially Joining! Alliance of the Century!
This system is no longer limited to the ten thousand or so people on Origin Island; it is sufficient to support the transformation and rise of the entire race.
As long as Ban is willing to return to the clan, he will naturally enjoy the full set of attribute bonuses.
With a comprehensive boost to his physical attributes, constant nurturing of his Sharingan's power, and the ability to unlock Sage Mode training without any barriers, Madara's unparalleled talent, unmatched in the Ninja World, allows him to steadily reach the Origin threshold of the Rinnegan without spending too much time.
At that time, without Natsu sacrificing anything, he himself will be able to awaken the Rinnegan and personally perform the ritual to bring Izuna Uchiha, whom he has been away from for many years, back to the present world from the Pure Land.
As the thought crossed her mind, Natsu suddenly remembered an amusing incident, and a smile flickered in her eyes.
However, we should remind Vallen in advance to reserve a suitable Gene Serum for Izuna Uchiha as well.
Otherwise, if they manage to revive someone with great difficulty, only to have Tobirama arrive on Tobirama scene and deliver a finishing blow with a Flying Thunder God Slash, it would truly become a huge joke.
A soft, gentle laugh spread, dispelling the gloom of the entire night.
Natsu straightened up, brushed off the bits of grass clinging to her clothes, and prepared to return to her room to rest.
They will set off to return to Konoha early tomorrow morning.
There's one more thing to do before I leave.
He needs to go to Konoha himself and give Tobirama Senju a good warning.
And let's also see how furious the usually calm, rational, sharp-tongued, and meticulous second-in-command of Konoha will become after learning of the Flame Ninja Village's elaborate scheme and being outmaneuvered by the Uchiha once again.
I imagine it will be quite interesting.
As dawn broke, the morning mist still lingered on the streets and eaves of Flame Ninja Village, a thin layer of white haze enveloping the entire village and completely silencing the morning hustle and bustle.
Natsu had already tidied herself up and was standing quietly in the corridor of the guest rooms, waiting.
The moment Madara Uchiha pushed open the door, he was greeted by an extremely solemn scene.
The morning light pierced through the thin mist, gently falling on Natsu. In his palm, he held a clear vial, its interior shimmering with a translucent pale golden luster, both warm and dazzling.
His usual playful and relaxed expression vanished, replaced by an unusual solemnity in his eyes.
The brothers Yaoyu and Yakumi stood on either side of him. The two, who were usually calm and reserved, now had barely suppressed excitement in their eyes and their chests were churning with anticipation. They even deliberately softened their breathing.
"Mada-senpai."
Natsu spoke softly, steadily holding the Light of Susanoo Gene Serum in her palm, and slowly stepped forward.
Morning light pierced through the transparent tube, and the golden liquid flowed slowly. Tiny specks of light fell into his scarlet Sharingan, like a quiet yet fiery spark quietly igniting.
Would you like to join my Divine Clan?
Ban paused abruptly, raised an eyebrow slightly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.
He lowered his eyes to examine the exceptional-quality, subtly potent potion, then looked up at Natsu.
The boy's face showed no trace of his usual frivolity; every word he uttered was solemn.
Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at the two juniors beside him who were forcibly suppressing their excitement and were tense all over. Ban remained silent for a long time, his tone carrying a hint of puzzled laziness.
"What's with this crazy outburst so early in the morning? What Divine Clan?"
Natsu did not retract her outstretched hand, nor did she rush to explain the origin of her name.
He simply raised his eyes to meet Ban's gaze and solemnly repeated the question he had just asked.
"Senpai Madara, join the Divine Clan. Together with me, let's create an era that truly belongs to the Uchiha."
The courtyard instantly fell into tranquility, with only the soft rustling of the morning breeze through the leaves.
Ban stared at him silently.
Natsu met his deep gaze and slowly opened her mouth, her voice firm and resolute, resounding with conviction.
"I come from another world. There, the Uchiha are no longer pawns in the power struggle of the Ninja World."
We possess our own island, a self-contained power structure, and control over the future and destiny of our people.
"The Uchiha there don't need to grovel before Konoha, nor do they need to fawn over the Daimyo daimyo, and they certainly won't act like you—"
Holding unparalleled power, enough to overturn a chaotic world, they are trapped in the stalemate of the Senju Clan and Uchiha, struggling to maintain a fragile balance.
He paused briefly, his eyes flashing with an even sharper light.
"Hashirama's peace ultimately relied on personal ideals and compassion, making it fragile and easily broken. But I can offer the Uchiha something different."
That was an era in which we set the rules and protected the order ourselves; a prosperity truly firmly held in our own hands. I call it the Divine Clan."
"Now, I sincerely invite you to join the game."
Ban lowered his eyes and looked back at the golden potion.
The morning light illuminates the clear medicinal liquid, refracting tiny specks of light, silently telling a new promise.
Time ticked by, and the long silence weighed heavily on everyone's nerves.
Yaoyu quietly clenched her fists, her knuckles turning slightly white; even Yakumi usually calm Yao Yu subconsciously slowed her breathing, holding her breath as she awaited the answer.
After a long while, Ban finally raised his eyes, all his nonchalance gone, replaced by a deep scrutiny.
What makes you so sure I'll agree?
Natsu's lips curved into a confident smile, her expression clear and radiant.
"Because you've never admitted defeat in your heart. You want to see the Uchiha break free from their fate and stand tall with pride, you want to Teuchi."
"I wanted to bring Izuna Uchiha back to the human world from the Pure Land, and even more so, I wanted to witness with my own eyes what a truly prosperous era for the Uchiha would look like."
"This Ninja World has bound you for life; these obsessions you can never fulfill here. But in my world, you can."
Ban gave him a deep look, then said nothing more.
His long, strong fingers reached out and firmly grasped the vial of medicine.
The way the fingertips pressed against the tube wall was calm and cautious, as if grasping a divine weapon yet to be drawn, or a belated hope.
"Is this considered proof of joining?"
"Yes," Natsu nodded in response.
After a moment of deep thought, Ban finally uttered two words in a crisp, decisive manner, without the slightest hesitation.
"I'm in."
Three short words, and the matter was settled.
Yaoyu's tense body suddenly relaxed, and he whispered excitedly, "It's done!"
The Yakumi maintained his usual aloof and expressionless demeanor, but the uncontrollable upward curve of his lips had already betrayed his state of mind. He gently exhaled a breath of stale air and sighed softly.
"If Elder Setsuna about this, he would probably not be able to sleep a wink tonight."
Natsu paid little attention to the jubilation of the younger generation behind him. He simply stared intently at Madara Uchiha in front of him, his expression extremely solemn.
"Welcome, Madara-senpai."
"From this day forward, the Uchiha are no longer pawns to be manipulated. From this day forward, we are the creators of the rules, the players in this chaotic world."