"Ah?" Fugaku Uchiha stared at the clan head in utter shock. Was that true or false?
The clan's numbers had already surpassed the glorious strength of the Warring States Era. They were breaking through the boundaries of history now.
Why was the clan head still dissatisfied?!
Uchiha Kyu could tell that Fugaku had grown content with the current state of affairs, so he spoke calmly.
"Don't be satisfied with the present. Do you think the clansmen could stand against the Sage of Six Paths if I did not intervene?"
"This..." Fugaku Uchiha was rendered speechless.
How could it be calculated that way? The Sage of Six Paths was such a formidable being. Other than the clan head, no one could possibly deal with him.
Uchiha Kyu stated his purpose. "That is why we need the clansmen to become stronger. I need more Mangekyō Sharingan."
At this stage, Three-Tomoe Sharingan were indeed sufficient, but there were still only three pairs of Mangekyō Sharingan. That would not do.
Fugaku Uchiha said with some difficulty, "Using the Mangekyō Sharingan leads to blindness. How does the clan head intend to solve this problem?"
Uchiha Kyu touched his own eyes and said blandly, "My eyes are different from yours. Perhaps my bloodline reverted to its ancestor, making it pure enough for me to awaken the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan directly."
"Put your mind at ease. I have already had Orochimaru help us resolve this problem. I told him to begin preparing roughly half a year ago."
Fugaku Uchiha touched his eyes and muttered, "So it was a matter of bloodline purity. I always thought they were cursed eyes."
At that moment, he remembered the close friend who had died shielding him. The man had only been a civilian Jonin, yet he had endured several slashes head-on