Before Life, After Life!

(This novel features a single heroine. The heroine is Tsunade, and this is a pure romance story. If you want to read a harem novel, you can leave now.)

(The Naruto timeline has a few minor issues, so the timeline in this novel follows the author's train of thought. Additionally, slight modifications have been made for the sake of plot coherence. Please be merciful, dear readers. Those who cannot stand a timeline different from the original work may drop the book directly.)

(If you find any points in the text that conflict with the original settings, you are welcome to communicate with me. I will respond, except regarding the plot, which will definitely be altered.)

(Furthermore, many parts of this text differ from or even completely contradict the original work. If you mind, please detour. However, I will write out the original plot at the changed points to prevent people from saying I have not watched Naruto.)

(Afterward, I am begging all Eddie Peng and Zhao Liying to leave your five-star reviews. I am extremely grateful!)

Lightning bolts!

The night sky was like thick ink, heavily shrouding the Uchiha Clan Grounds, as if draping a mysterious and heavy black gauze over this ancient area, plunging the entire world into stillness, where any minute sound appeared exceptionally abrupt at this moment.

However, just as all sounds died away, the crisp cry of an infant abruptly shattered this tranquility. That cry resembled a sudden clap of thunder in the night sky, carrying an inexplicable, highly penetrating power that instantly resounded throughout the entire clan grounds. The intense sound waves seemed to transform into substantial force, as if about to tear this land bearing a long history apart.

"What name would be good? The leader of Konoha is called the Hokage, so my child shall take this as a goal and be called Uchiha Ying." Uchiha Inabi felt extremely happy with the name he chose for himself, and a gratified smile appeared on his face.

At this very moment, Ying was howling from hunger inside the delivery room. Because he had just been born, and as the product of the fusion of two souls, his mental energy was exceptionally strong, which made his little belly extra hungry, as if protesting the lack of timely satisfaction.

Ying felt utterly helpless. Originally, he was just an 18-year-old high school student in modern society who usually liked watching anime. Just as he was relishing the Naruto anime, a sudden Typhoon Capricorn swept over, and that violent wind acted like a fierce beast, mercilessly sweeping away his house directly. Just like that, Ying was swept into the vortex of spacetime and transmigrated into this unfamiliar world.

Ying's cries grew louder and finally drew the attention of Great-aunt. Great-aunt hurriedly picked him up, gently rocking his body while tenderly feeding him milk. Great-aunt's movements were gentle and practiced, as if she were cherishing the most precious treasure in the world.

The moment Ying made contact with the milk bottle's nipple, he immediately stopped crying and sucked greedily, as if determined to draw all the nourishment into his belly. His little mouth sucked with force, looking quite cute, as if telling the world of his thirst for survival and curiosity about this new world.

After drinking his fill, Ying burped contentedly, his little eyes rolling around as he curiously observed everything around him. His tiny hands waved, seemingly exploring this novel world, and he was filled with curiosity and freshness toward everything in his surroundings.

Great-aunt looked at the cute Ying, her heart filled with affection. She said softly, "I hope you grow up healthy and become the pride of the Uchiha Clan." Finishing her words, she gently kissed Ying's forehead, her actions filled with maternal love and tenderness.

One-year-old Uchiha Ying had already learned to walk, and his mental energy was extremely powerful, allowing him to walk and recognize characters at such a tender age. He was filled with a desire to explore this world, as if every corner hid unknown secrets waiting for him to discover.

Uchiha Inabi noticed that the child had a strong interest in small short blades, so he specially crafted an exquisite wooden short blade and gave it to Ying. That small short blade was finely made, and some simple patterns were carved on the hilt, representing the symbol of the Uchiha Clan.

Relying on memories from his past life, Ying continuously practiced the Military Body Secret Art... His gaze was focused and determined, and every movement was filled with power and rhythm. Although young, he displayed extraordinary perseverance and resolve.

Just at this moment, the passing Uchiha Madara saw this scene. At a single glance, he perceived the potential of this hardworking child and felt a fondness for him. Thus, he stepped forward, gently stroked Ying's head, and said with a smile, "Little fellow, you really have talent. However, to become a true powerhouse, relying solely on hard work is far from enough." His gaze was filled with appreciation and expectations.

Ying raised his head, looking at this legendary figure before him, and his eyes flashed with a reverent light. He knew that the person in front of him was none other than the legendary figure of the Uchiha Clan--Uchiha Madara! His heart was filled with excitement and thrill, as if he had met the hero of his mind.

"Then what else do I need to do?" Ying asked curiously, his voice tender and crisp, filled with a thirst for knowledge.

Madara continued, "A true powerhouse must not only possess formidable strength, but also acquire wisdom and a firm resolve." His tone was solemn and earnest, as if imparting the ultimate truth of life.

Finishing, he smiled faintly, revealing a kindly smile. "If you are willing, I can teach you some more advanced techniques."

Hearing this, Ying was so excited he almost jumped. He hurriedly nodded with excitement, expressing his willingness to follow Madara and learn. His eyes flashed with excited light, as if he saw the path to becoming a powerhouse in his future.

Immediately after, Madara drew the short blade from his hand and, without using any chakra, swiftly slashed out two moves with astonishing speed. That movement flowed like moving clouds and flowing water, fast as lightning, leaving one too dizzy to take it all in.

"Uchiha Blade Art focuses on a single word--speed! It must be fast and accurate, while also possessing a strong sense of power..." Madara explained while demonstrating, his voice calm and powerful, every word seeming to carry the rhythm of strength.

Ying followed Uchiha Madara's pace and learned earnestly. His gaze was focused and resolute, striving to imitate every movement of Madara's. Although still slightly immature, it was brimming with potential and determination.

Seeing the little fellow's hardworking drive, Madara picked him up and asked, "Who is your father?"

"Father is Uchiha Inabi, and mother is Uchiha Qin," Ying answered obediently.

"Oh? So it's my cousin's child..." Madara nodded slightly, a trace of gratification flashing in his eyes.

"Grand Patriarch, when can I practice ninjutsu..." The cute Ying said to Madara, his gaze filled with anticipation and longing, as if ninjutsu were the most yearned-for treasure in his heart.

Madara gently stroked Ying's head, a mild smile hanging at the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were full of gratification and encouragement: "Ying, when you grow a bit older and can skillfully master basic blade techniques, you can begin learning ninjutsu. Remember, practicing ninjutsu requires sufficient patience and perseverance, and you must never be impatient for success!" His tone was full of care and guidance.

Ying wore a serious expression and nodded heavily, his gaze firm and persistent. He knew deeply that to become a powerful ninja, he had to put in far more effort than ordinary people. Inside his little heart, a seed of becoming a powerhouse had been planted, slowly sprouting and growing.

In the days that followed, Ying practiced his blade techniques with increasing diligence, striving for perfection in every movement. He understood that only by first laying a solid foundation could he better master advanced ninjutsu. His sweat fell upon the training ground, witnessing his hard work and growth.

Time flew like a white steed passing a crevice, and in the blink of an eye, Ying was two years old. At this time, his blade techniques had advanced day by day, finally reaching the level Madara expected. Every slash of the blade carried a sense of confidence and power, as if displaying his growth and progress to the world.

On this day, Madara appeared before Ying as usual. With a solemn expression and a weighty tone, he said to Ying, "Ying, from today onward, I will impart to you the ninjutsu unique to the Uchiha Clan." His gaze was filled with anticipation and trust.

Hearing these words, an uncontainable excitement and thrill surged in Ying's heart. He knew deeply that this meant he was about to step onto the true path of a ninja, drawing closer to his dream by a step... His eyes flashed with excited light, as if seeing a brand-new world opening its doors to him.