Make Rin Dance!

"Yongye, what you said just now was incredibly rude! The grand elder is still your elder. Calling him filthy in front of everyone was simply..."

Yongye stopped.

He turned to face Shisui, his eyes as cold as frozen obsidian. When he spoke, his voice was colder still.

He was sick of Shisui Uchiha.

"Either... activate your Mangekyo Sharingan and Susanoo and fight me!"

"Or... get lost!"

Shisui's pupils contracted sharply.

Shock, confusion, wariness, disbelief—countless emotions flashed across his gentle face before it went unmistakably pale.

His Mangekyo Sharingan!

It was Shisui Uchiha's deepest secret. Even Uchiha Itachi, the friend he trusted most, had only vague suspicions and had never confirmed them.

He had never shown it to anyone or used it in battle.

Even his closest clansmen knew him only as Body Flicker Shisui, a genius with the Three-Tomoe Sharingan and one of the Uchiha Clan's two brightest stars of this generation.

No one knew he had awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan.

Yet Uchiha Yongye knew!

He had said it so casually, as if it were neighborhood gossip everyone already knew.

Could he know about Kotoamatsukami too?

That's my strongest trump card for changing him!

Shisui's thoughts were a tangled mess. His lips parted.

He wanted to ask, How do you know? He wanted to say, I don't have a Mangekyo Sharingan.

He wanted to explain, You must be mistaken. He wanted to deny it: There's no such thing.

But no words came out.

Yongye's direct gaze made every explanation feel feeble.

He wasn't probing, guessing, or fishing for information. He had said it offhand because he was fed up.

Shisui took a deep breath. Only bitter helplessness remained in his eyes.

He couldn't activate Susanoo.

He had hidden his Mangekyo Sharingan because he didn't want his clansmen's egos to swell any further.

He knew his clansmen too well. Uchiha pride ran bone-deep.

If they learned the clan already had two Mangekyo Sharingan users, their ambition and confidence would grow beyond restraint. Then peace really would become impossible.

Yongye watched Shisui's expression shift and gave a cold smile.

He couldn't be bothered to say another word to him.

He continued toward the exit, his stride unhurried and his back straight. The Three-Tomoe Sharingan slowly faded from his eyes in the darkness.

Shisui stood where he was, watching Yongye recede into the distance. He opened his mouth, but in the end, said nothing.

Behind him, the grand elder hurried over, leaning on his cane. Anger at the insult still lingered on his aged face, but it was overwhelmed by eager greed.

"Shisui..."

He kept his voice so low it was as though he feared someone else in the corridor might hear.

"You... you've awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan too?"

Shisui Uchiha looked at the grand elder's face, nearly twisted with eagerness, and the greed spilling from his clouded eyes. A bitter jumble of emotions rose in him.

At that moment, even he found it... filthy!

Shisui was silent for a moment. In the end, he merely shook his head and said nothing.

He stepped around the grand elder, and his teal-clad figure disappeared at the end of the corridor.

The grand elder remained where he was, watching Shisui leave. His expression shifted from eagerness to disappointment, from disappointment to suspicion, then from suspicion to a grim resolve.

Meanwhile, the man responsible for all this was strolling leisurely through the streets of the Uchiha Clan Compound.

Sunlight slipped through gaps in the treetops, scattering flecks of gold across the ground.

Yongye walked with his hands in his pockets, taking his time, a faintly mocking smile on his lips.

A cold system notification sounded in his mind.

[Ding—Uchiha Fugaku has endured years of humiliation and bottled up countless grievances. Repeatedly provoked by "Bug Sniper" and "Green-Headed Fly," his pride has suffered severe damage, and he has completely lost his composure!]

[Heartbreak points have far exceeded the threshold! Congratulations, host. You have received an Advanced Blind Box ×1. Open it now?]

Yongye's smile widened. Even an AK would have to step aside.

Sure enough, the Green-Headed Fly insult was too much even for Uchiha Fugaku, who had spent so long hiding in his shell.

More precisely, it was because he had spent so long hiding in his shell that Uchiha Fugaku couldn't bear being called a Green-Headed Fly on top of it.

"Open it."

[Ding—Advanced Blind Box opened!]

[Congratulations, host. Reward obtained: Impure World Reincarnation!]

At the reward, Yongye's eyes widened slightly, then narrowed.

The next instant, a flood of profound Forbidden Jutsu principles poured into his mind.

The structure of the Impure World Reincarnation technique, the criteria for selecting sacrifices, the mechanism for summoning souls, how to control and release the dead, and its most crucial requirement: obtaining the deceased's genetic material.

Clear Sword Heart raced into motion, breaking down the knowledge, rebuilding it, and drawing it all together until every detail was etched into his bones.

Yongye slowly clenched his fist, feeling the lingering chill of Chakra at his fingertips. His grin grew brighter.

Impure World Reincarnation was good stuff!

With this technique, when he faced the minor boss Obito Uchiha someday, he could bring Rin back through Impure World Reincarnation and make her dance suggestively beside them. That would definitely bring in a huge haul!

He could make the madman in the Spiral Mask watch the woman of his dreams become Uchiha Yongye's plaything...

Just imagining the scene filled him with delight!

The weather was nice today. Perfect for a stroll through Konoha Downtown—and for finding a few unlucky fools who didn't know better to boost his numbers.

As for the Uchiha leadership telling him not to cause trouble?

Yongye had only one thing to say: Dream on!

If he didn't cause trouble, how was he supposed to get stronger?

His Imperial Ambition to do as he pleased was still waiting to be realized!

Leaving the Uchiha Clan Compound, Yongye followed the uneven path toward Konoha Downtown.

He had been walking for only a few minutes when a commotion broke out ahead.

A jumble of objects whistled through the air, drawing closer amid the sharp snaps of breaking branches and hurried gasps.

The roadside bushes shook violently, and a figure burst out of them.

It was a young boy in glasses. His messy silver-gray hair clung to his forehead, and his eyes behind the lenses were full of terror.

Branches had torn his clothes to shreds and scratched bloody lines across his face. He stumbled and sprawled on the ground, sending his glasses flying.

Two black-clad, masked Root ninjas charged out of the bushes after him.

They moved fast and landed without a sound. Cold light flashed on their Kunai as they lunged at the boy with murderous intent.

The boy scrambled across the ground, one hand groping blindly for his glasses while the other rose uselessly to shield himself.

As he struggled, his blurred vision caught sight of a figure with a Gunbai emblem on his clothes.

A pair of scarlet Three-Tomoe Sharingan gleamed strangely in the sunlight.

The boy seized on him like a lifeline and screamed in a shrill, tearful voice that cracked with desperation.

"Save me!! Lord Uchiha!"

Yongye's Sharingan turned slightly as he recognized the bedraggled boy in glasses.

Messy silver-gray hair, round glasses, a timid air with a hint of cunning... Wasn't that Kabuto Yakushi?

The future master spy, Orochimaru's most capable right-hand man, Sasori's mole planted at Orochimaru's side, the Shinobi World's foremost double-dealer, and the ultimate tomb raider working for four factions at once.

So at this point, he was still a lowly grunt in Root.

None of the rest mattered. The tomb-raiding part had caught Yongye's interest!

As Lu Xun once said: I want the explosives, but I don't want to pay for them!

Yongye felt the same way!

After all, he was a fine, upstanding man of status, standing, taste, and integrity. He would never dig up someone else's grave himself.

So he needed a lackey to do it for him!

The two Root ninjas spotted Yongye too.

Their steps faltered, and they skidded to a stop less than a meter from Kabuto.

They still held their Kunai, but the points had lowered almost of their own accord.

Uchiha Yongye!

That name had become taboo in Root.

He had kicked Yamanaka Fū's head away, kicked Aburame Torune hard enough to make him cough blood, and even sent Lord Danzo flying with a kick that left him spitting blood and fragments of his organs all over the ground.

Lord Danzo had issued a strict order: avoid direct conflict with Uchiha Yongye for now!

It was the first time since Root's founding that it had gone out of its way to avoid a single person.

Not even the Yellow Flash had received that treatment!