How to Take Revenge

In both his lives—whether as Yongye on Earth or as Uchiha Yongye in the Naruto World—he had despised Shisui Uchiha's habit of begging on his knees to the core.

Endless compromise.

Trying to buy peace by giving ground.

Foolishly believing that if he knelt, everything would be fine.

As the Uchiha Clan's brightest talent of his generation, Shisui Uchiha could have been someone his clan could rely on, the blade that broke their shackles.

But what had he done? He had never dared stand up for his clan or resist the Konoha High Command's oppression. All he did was try to smooth things over between the two sides, as though a gentle smile could paper over every crack.

Stupid.

And cowardly.

Yongye despised him even more than that fence-sitter, Uchiha Fugaku.

As Yongye cursed him inwardly, a cold system prompt rang through his mind.

[Ding—target Shisui Uchiha detected. Moderate mental breakdown.]

[Heartbreak points have reached the threshold. Reward: one intermediate mystery box. Open it now?]

Yongye sneered inwardly.

So you can lose your composure too.

"Open it."

He did not hesitate.

[Ding—intermediate mystery box opened!]

[Congratulations, Host. Reward obtained: Lightning Release Chakra Mode!]

The next instant—

A violent power exploded inside him like thunder from the heavens!

Profound insights into Lightning Release flooded his mind: how to transform the nature of Lightning Release Chakra and how to fuse it with every cell in his body.

It was Kumogakure's secret technique, the ultimate Nintaijutsu that wrapped the entire body in Lightning Release Chakra and pushed the flesh to its limits!

Crackle!

A few arcs of electricity flickered around Yongye.

Lightning danced and hissed across his skin, lifting the tips of his hair.

He could clearly feel the Lightning Release Chakra rapidly sharpening his reflexes, increasing his muscles' explosive power, and strengthening his body's defenses.

This was no ordinary Lightning Release.

This technique tempered the body to its limit and sent both speed and strength soaring—

Lightning Release Chakra Mode!

Shisui Uchiha watched the chakra flicker around him, his pupils narrowing slightly.

This power...

He had never seen anything like it from Uchiha Yongye.

But he did not ask. He merely sighed helplessly.

Just as he had feared, hatred had utterly consumed the young Uchiha before him.

But he could not give up.

If anything, he needed to try harder to persuade him. Uchiha Yongye was like an Explosive Tag ready to detonate at any moment. One rash move, and he would not only get himself killed but drag the entire Uchiha Clan into the abyss with him.

"Yongye."

Shisui Uchiha softened his voice further, as though coaxing a cornered beast that might lash out at any moment.

"I don't want anything to happen to you."

"Clan Head Fugaku, Shimura Danzō, and Lord Hokage are not people you can stand against right now."

He paused, his gaze earnest.

"Stop going looking for trouble. What you need to do now is rest and recover."

Uchiha Yongye raised his eyes.

There was no gratitude in them, no trace of being moved. Only utter, icy indifference.

He looked at Shisui as though he were a stray dog blocking the road.

"Finished?"

Shisui froze.

Yongye snapped, "Then get out of my way. A good dog doesn't block the road!"

Shisui's expression finally changed.

Humiliation, anger, helplessness, and grief flashed across his gentle face, emotions churning together until all that remained was an ashen pallor.

Shisui Uchiha's lips moved. He wanted to keep persuading him—to tell him this was for his own good, not to gamble with his life, and that the tension between the Uchiha Clan and Konoha could not bear the slightest disturbance.

But Shisui Uchiha said none of it.

For in those cold eyes, he saw a fierce killing intent that would heed no advice.

He opened his mouth, then closed it.

At last, he slowly stepped aside.

Uchiha Yongye did not spare him another glance.

He walked straight past Shisui, his robes stirring in the breeze, and headed without pause toward the deserted forest deep within the clan grounds.

Behind him, Shisui stood where he was, his green-clad figure looking almost frail in the wind. He watched Yongye recede into the distance, his eyes dark with worry.

Deep in the forest.

Sunlight filtered through layers of leaves and branches, falling in mottled patches across the leaf-strewn ground.

Uchiha Yongye stopped and slowly closed his eyes.

The perception granted by Clear Sword Heart spread silently in invisible ripples. No Anbu, no Root, no Uchiha clan members!

No chakra signatures lurked in the shadows.

There was only the wind moving through the treetops and the soft murmur of a distant stream.

Good.

Yongye nodded. Standing in the middle of the forest with his eyes closed, he began drawing on the chakra that had surged within him.

The system had granted him not only power, but the knowledge to use it. Following the insights that had appeared in his mind, he guided the chakra through his pathways, transforming it layer by layer into Lightning Release.

Hiss—

Lightning first appeared at his fingertips. A few pale-blue arcs leaped from beneath his nails, blinking in the darkness like fireflies.

Next came his arms. Electricity raced along his pathways with a faint crackle, like the rapid snaps of static when pulling off a sweater in winter.

A tingling sensation spread from deep within his chakra pathways, carrying a force so powerful it felt ready to burst his blood vessels.

Yongye's hair stood on end. A pale-blue film of Lightning Release seeped from his body and slowly covered him, forming Lightning Release Armor as thin as a cicada's wing yet impossibly tough.

Yongye could feel it.

His reaction speed was soaring!

His reflexes had been pushed to the limit. In his perception, the dead leaves falling before him drifted as slowly as feathers.

His strength was surging!

Lightning Release Chakra had fully activated his muscle fibers. Every one of them was drawn taut, ready to unleash several times its former destructive force.

His perception was spreading rapidly, too.

The position of every tree, the sway of every leaf, even the faint vibration of an ant crawling over a dead branch ten meters away—all were as clear to him as the lines on his palm.

He lifted a foot and tapped the ground lightly.

The dead leaf beneath it instantly turned to ash, leaving a shallow black scorch mark on the earth.

And he was already nine meters away.

He was more than three times faster than before!

He stopped and narrowed his eyes, a sharp glint of lightning flashing within them.

He flicked a finger.

A tiny, nascent Lightning Blade formed at his fingertip. It spun, compressed, and hissed like a blue firefly trapped in his palm, yet held enough power to pierce steel.

The system had not taught him this directly. Clear Sword Heart was working through the technique, aided by the leap in his understanding of Lightning Release Ninjutsu that Lightning Release Chakra Mode had brought him.

Even basic Lightning Release Ninjutsu he had never seen before now seemed effortless to him.

Uchiha Yongye lowered his gaze to the dancing lightning at his fingertip.

A ruthless smile slowly curled his lips.

Shimura Danzō. Hiruzen Sarutobi. Uchiha Fugaku.

It's time for revenge!

After what they had done to him, he could not simply let those three bastards die. That would be far too easy on them!

Before he killed them, he would make their lives a living hell. He would leave them restless, ruin their reputations, and make them wish they were dead!

Yongye had already decided how to bring each of them to ruin:

Uchiha Fugaku cared only about his two sons. Yongye would go after them and make Fugaku bury his own children!

Shimura Danzō was obsessed with power and wanted to become Hokage. Yongye would strip away his influence and authority, piece by piece, until he was nothing but a dog by the roadside that anyone could kick!

Hiruzen Sarutobi was a black-hearted hypocrite. Yongye would expose his true face, destroy his reputation, then tear Konoha apart and reduce everything he had stood for to nothing!