Five Emperor Swords

"Can your mother and I watch?" Fugaku asked tentatively. He was also curious about how Hane controlled Chakra Metal.

Hane thought for a moment. "Of course!" After all, these two were his closest family. There was no chance of exposing his secrets to them.

Besides, even if he refined a magical artifact right in front of them, they would not understand it due to the difference in systems. In the end, they could only attribute it to his Kekkei Genkai.

After saying that, Hane glanced at Fugaku. "Father, can you make sure there are no other spies here?"

Fugaku's expression froze. He quickly spread out his senses, then nodded at Hane. "Hane, go ahead without worry! No spy could infiltrate the Uchiha Clan Leader's Residence." He was quite pleased by his son's cautious attitude.

Seeing this, Hane said no more and opened the large box Fugaku had placed on the table. The only problem was that he had assumed he would never get a hundred jin of Chakra Metal, so he had asked for an outrageous amount. He had not expected his father to trust him so much.

This was a hundred jin of Chakra Metal. Normal Chakra Metal weapons were measured by the gram, and even good ones only used one or two jin. One could imagine how expensive Chakra Metal was in the Ninja World.

But since things had come to this, he could only refine it first. He could just make a few more swords later.

With that thought, Hane used spiritual energy to lift the Chakra Metal into the air. When Fugaku and Mikoto saw the floating Chakra Metal, their expressions turned serious. They even activated their Three-Tomoe Sharingan and stared unblinkingly at Hane's movements.

Boom!

A cluster of blue-green flames ignited in Hane's palm. Like flowing water, the flames swiftly wrapped around the Chakra Metal floating in the air.

Seeing Hane manipulate flames so precisely again, the two could not help but reveal a trace of shock in their eyes.

Under the scorching heat, the Chakra Metal quickly melted into a lava-like liquid. Hane controlled the flames and rapidly stripped away its impurities.

As thread after thread of impurities turned into gas under the intense heat and drifted away from the Chakra Metal, the spiritual energy within Hane was also rapidly depleted. Beads of sweat seeped from his forehead.

Artifact refining was an auxiliary profession that consumed an enormous amount of mental energy. It looked simple on the surface, but extracting impurities from an item required the cultivator to focus intensely and observe every change in the material's composition.

At this moment, Hane was slightly glad. If his cultivation technique had not improved this time, greatly strengthening his mental power and granting him the ability to perceive minute details, this artifact refinement might truly have failed.

Hane watched as the multicolored elemental particles in the flowing liquid were rapidly purified into pure azure elements, and he quietly breathed a sigh of relief. The first step, purification, appeared to have succeeded.

He then controlled the flames and divided the purified liquid into five portions. Next came the most important stage: shaping.

As Hane connected his mind to the flames, the five sword embryos were gradually stretched out, slowly taking the shape of the double-edged swords carried by swordsmen in his previous life.

The sword blades were long and slender. The flames burst like countless tiny hammers, pounding the newly formed sword embryos and producing a mixture of crisp clangs and dull booms.

They continuously compressed the material of the five swords, making them denser and sturdier. Layer upon layer of fish-scale patterns began to appear on the blades.

The entire process took nearly half an hour, and Hane's face grew increasingly pale, filling Mikoto with worry.

As the flames dispersed, five glowing red swords stood suspended in the air. Hane lightly formed a hand seal, and a mass of clear water appeared from thin air. The water carried a faint chill and, at the direction of Hane's fingers, quickly wrapped around the five swords.

Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle!

Thick white smoke rose up and spread through the entire room like mist.

When Fugaku saw Hane smoothly controlling Water Release, the shock in his heart became almost indescribable. He could not understand what kind of Kekkei Genkai his son had awakened. Not only could he freely control flames, but he could also control water elements. Still, this was not the time to ask about it.

He naturally noticed Hane's pale face and understood that using this power consumed a great deal of energy. It was best not to disturb him lightly.

When the mist dispersed, five sharp, cold swords stood in the air. They were ancient and unadorned, without overly complicated patterns. Their hilts spiraled upward, their blades were long and slender, and rows of natural yet mysterious scale-like patterns covered them.

When Fugaku and Mikoto saw the five swords, both involuntarily took a step back. The sharp aura radiating from them made even Fugaku and Mikoto, standing four or five meters away, feel as if they were about to be sliced apart.

"Hane, are they finished?" Fugaku asked uncertainly.

Hane gently shook his head, then hurriedly sat cross-legged to restore his spiritual energy and mental strength. Seeing this, Fugaku, who had wanted to ask more questions, quickly closed his mouth.

About half an hour later, Hane finally stood up slowly, his complexion much improved. Next came the most important part: imprinting Dao Art talismans onto the swords, granting them mysterious power.

Hane continuously formed complicated hand seals, muttering mysterious syllables whose meaning could not be understood. Dense clusters of small seal characters in five different colors flew from his mouth along with the syllables and floated in the air.

Hane slowly opened his eyes and looked at the seal characters above with satisfaction. It was obvious that the fiery red and ink-black characters were far more complicated than the other three.

With a wave of Hane's hand, the five talismans flew toward different swords. In an instant, multicolored radiant light filled the entire room.

When the radiance faded, five swords appeared before the three of them, glowing red, black, azure, blue, and yellow.

Looking at the magical artifacts he had finally refined, Hane's lips curled into a relieved smile. He turned toward his stunned parents, excitement appearing on his face. "Father, Mother, it worked!"

Those simple words instantly brought the two back to their senses.

"Hane, are these the Chakra weapons you refined?" Fugaku reached out to touch one of the magical swords, but it let out a sharp hum and flames instantly flared up.

Fugaku's eyes narrowed, and he quickly pulled back his hand.

"Father, these swords are connected to my mind. Anyone who touches them will suffer their backlash." Hane explained as he looked at Fugaku, who had nearly been burned.

Then, with a beckoning gesture, the five swords swiftly flew back to Hane's side and floated behind him.

"Hane, what can these swords do?" Fugaku asked in disbelief.

"Father, why not try them yourself?" A teasing smile appeared on Hane's lips.

Fugaku nodded silently, and the two returned to the training ground in the backyard.

"Begin, Hane. Let Father see your new Kekkei Genkai."

"Father, be careful!" With that, Hane waved his hand. The five swords shot toward Fugaku from different angles, carrying five different elements.

Sharp whistles tore through the air and echoed across the backyard training ground.

Fugaku rapidly spun his Three-Tomoe Sharingan. "So fast!"

Without time for further thought, Fugaku dodged one magical sword by shifting to the right, then swiftly bent backward, narrowly avoiding another blade. But just as he prepared to evade the next attack, something caught him completely off guard—the fiery red blade suddenly burst into fierce flames and transformed into a massive Fire Phoenix.

The intense heat rapidly scorched his hair and clothes. With no time to think, Fugaku's eyes spun rapidly, forming the shape of a pinwheel.

Susanoo! A simple skeletal frame rapidly formed around Fugaku, protecting him.

But to his horror, the simplified Susanoo he had summoned could not block the crimson flames formed by the Fire Phoenix at all.

Before the flames even touched his body, the scorching heat had already begun rapidly evaporating the moisture from his body, leaving him on the verge of dehydration. At the same time, the Chakra-made Susanoo was rapidly draining the Chakra within him.

At that moment, the other three swords also transformed into sacred beasts of different forms and attacked him: the Qilin formed from the lightning sword, the giant turtle formed from the earth sword, and the Azure Dragon formed from the water sword.

The three sacred beasts let out different roars and attacked him at incredible speed, pouncing, crushing, and biting.

Fugaku no longer dared to hold back. The slightly translucent Susanoo rapidly solidified, and a half-skeletal Susanoo frame completely enveloped him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The powerful explosions echoed throughout the Uchiha Clan Grounds. Every Uchiha clansman asleep in their homes looked toward the explosions in alarm.

"Is it an enemy attack?!"

Many Uchiha clansmen hurriedly put on their ninja gear, rushed out of their houses, and leaped onto the rooftops to look toward the explosions.

They saw massive clouds of dust rising from the direction of the clan leader's home.

At the same time, Itachi ran downstairs in panic and hurried toward the training ground.

At the training ground, the smoke and dust dispersed. Hane and Fugaku stood facing each other, and it was clear that Fugaku looked somewhat disheveled.

Though he had not been injured, his lips were cracked and his hair was slightly singed and curled.

"Father, how was that?" Hane stood atop one of the swords, floating in the air as he asked calmly.

When Fugaku summoned Susanoo, Hane had promptly stopped his attack. Fugaku felt the omnipresent sharp aura disappear and understood that this was not the time for an all-out battle.

He immediately used the cover of the dust to withdraw his half-formed Susanoo. After all, if the fact that he had awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan were exposed, it would certainly provoke Konoha's higher-ups to be wary again.

At least, now was not the time to reveal his strength. Fortunately, it was deep into the night, and few ninja were watching the Uchiha Clan Grounds.

"Hane! You are already a powerful ninja!" After saying this, Fugaku felt both gratified and disappointed. He was gratified that his eldest son was so outstanding, but disappointed that such an exceptional son had not been taught by him.

"What are these five swords called?" Fugaku asked in a deep voice.

Hane picked up the Fire Sword and gently stroked its blade. "Their names? Let's call them the Five Emperor Swords."

As Hane's voice fell, the five swords instantly let out resonant hums.