To Uchiha Jobu, things like family resources were actually insignificant. With the cheat that made treasure chests drop whenever he killed enemies, he could obtain not only skill fragments and Kunai from them.
He could even get Military Ration Pills and other resources.
On the contrary, being overly valued by the clan and having no chance to go out on missions would amount to wasting his cheat.
However, with guidance and instruction from the older generation of experts in the clan regarding ninjutsu, taijutsu, and ninja tool throwing, Uchiha Jobu had already reached the point where he could fight Izuna Uchiha without losing.
Among this generation of the Uchiha Clan, the strongest was naturally Uchiha Madara. At just eleven years old, he had already displayed talent that terrified his enemies. Even when facing an entire mission squad alone, he could win with ease.
After finishing the training he had arranged for himself, he looked up and saw golden light piercing through the darkness at the horizon.
"Jobu, come here. The clan head wants to see you."
Uchiha Hato appeared at the training ground and spoke.
Uchiha Jobu did not find it strange. Ever since he had successfully used Earth Release ninjutsu, many of the clan's higher-ups had occasionally come to speak with him. On one hand, they asked whether he needed anything; on the other, they were building rapport and strengthening their relationship with him.
Pushing open the double doors, he saw the clan head sitting cross-legged. He was puzzled that Uchiha Madara was nowhere to be seen.
"Clan Head, I'm here."
From Uchiha Tajima's slightly weary expression, Uchiha Jobu could sense that the Uchiha clan head had likely been under considerable strain lately. Still, that was only natural. He had to consider the clan's survival while constantly guarding against attacks from hostile clans.
"Mm. Since you're here, sit. There are a few things I want to ask you."
"Do you know why Madara has been disappearing from the clan grounds so often lately?"
As Uchiha Tajima spoke, he activated his Three-Tomoe Sharingan. His eyes were crimson, as though thick blood had solidified within their sockets.
In the Ninja World, these eyes were enough to make many people abandon their missions the moment they saw them.
The three tomoe slowly revolved, chasing one another before gradually coming to a stop.
"Madara?"
Being stared at by those eyes, it was impossible not to feel pressure. But lately, he had indeed rarely seen Uchiha Madara. Madara had also seldom appeared at the clan training grounds.
Uchiha Jobu shook his head. "I don't know. Whenever I've been training lately, Izuna has been with me. Madara... he hardly seems to come to the training ground anymore."
"Not at the training ground? I see. It seems Madara has been hiding some secret from the clan lately. Wait for me here tomorrow. Then we'll find out exactly what Madara has been doing."
Uchiha Tajima made his decision. It was for the sake of the clan as well. The next-generation leader whom so many in the clan favored had been frequently leaving the clan grounds, even hiding it from the clan. That was already a very bad sign.
The next day, before dawn had fully broken, while everything was still dim and hazy, Uchiha Jobu arrived outside Uchiha Tajima's front gate. Before he could knock, he sensed two figures appear beside him.
"Don't speak. Follow me."
The two figures were Uchiha Tajima and Izuna Uchiha.
Uchiha Jobu silently followed them, already having a guess in his heart. By now, the matter between Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama had likely made both clans realize something was wrong.
What followed would most likely be another fight.
And after this battle, Uchiha Madara and Senju Hashirama would truly become enemies. Both would fight across the land for their clans. The next time they met, they would each be the head of their respective clans, leading their people in desperate struggles for survival.
Suddenly, an image flashed through his mind. It was the instant Izuna Uchiha was killed—a figure as fast as a flash of light slashed across Izuna Uchiha's body with a bloodstained blade.
"Flying Raijin Slice..."
Will Izuna die in the future?
Thinking of this, Uchiha Jobu cast a furtive glance at the figure walking beside him. He felt somewhat uncomfortable. How could someone like Tobirama Senju, who called the Uchiha "evil Uchiha" at every turn, become such a righteous and revered figure among the Naruto?
In the future, the Warring States Era would be flattened by the alliance between the Uchiha Clan and the Senju Clan. The Ninja World would also officially enter the Shinobi Village Era.
But the thought of someone from the Senju Clan becoming Naruto, then continuing to target the Uchiha and even nearly driving them to extinction, was something Uchiha Jobu did not want to see happen. If the Shinobi Village Era was destined to arrive, then the ones who ruled the Hidden Leaf Village should be the Uchiha Clan.
"If..."
"Yes, if the Uchiha Clan could establish a hidden shinobi village through the strength of the clan alone, or even directly conquer the Ninja World, then the ones who should be exterminated would be the Senju Clan."
The moment that thought appeared, it was like a spark falling onto dry grass. It rapidly spread beyond control, igniting the path Uchiha Jobu would take from then on: leading the Uchiha Clan to conquer this tragic and ridiculous world.
Then the first step was to resolve the matter before him and bring Uchiha Madara back to the clan.
After all, judging from the plot, frequent major battles were sure to follow. Otherwise, even an expert of Uchiha Tajima's Clan Leader Tier would not have fallen.
A winding river separated the Uchiha Clan from the Senju Clan. Here stood an Uchiha Clan boy and a dull-looking boy from the Senju Clan.
The two picked up stones and threw them at each other, treating the stones as Shuriken and competing this way.
"Hahaha! Madara, my Shuriken technique is better than yours now! My stone shattered your stone!"
"Shut up! I wasn't even using my full strength. How could you possibly have shattered the stone I threw otherwise? And using stones in place of Shuriken was an idea only you would come up with. If we're competing, we should use real Shuriken!"
"But weren't we competing to see who could skip stones farther and more times? I was..."
"I said shut up! And also..."
Suddenly, five figures appeared. Three stood behind Uchiha Madara, while the other two landed beside Senju Hashirama. The instant they appeared, real Shuriken were thrown toward one another.
Uchiha Tajima raised his head, revealing his Three-Tomoe Sharingan. He lifted the Uchiha Clan's sacred Gunbai in his hand, like a general looking down upon the world. His powerful aura instantly intimidated the other side.
"Senju Clan..."
Butsuma Senju held a greatsword horizontally before him, while his other hand gripped the hilt of the blade on his back. He wore dark crimson plate armor, looking less like a shinobi and more like a samurai.
"Uchiha Clan..."
Both sides...
Were building momentum.
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