Trash, He Doesn't Even Know a Single S-rank Ninjutsu

Watching Aokiji leave, Uchiha Aka finally lost control of the stern expression he had been maintaining and burst into laughter. "This kid says he doesn't want to train, but he works harder than anyone else. Anyone who knows him would probably think he'd eaten the wrong medicine if they saw him like this. Looks like that scene earlier scared him badly.

"Sometimes, an Uchiha who fears death too much might not be such a bad thing. It seems training him in the future should be much easier."

Elder Itachi: ...

Uchiha Aka composed himself and, after hesitating for a moment, quietly asked what he had wanted to ask all along. "But... is this really alright? Sending a kid with such talent to a place like the Medical Team?"

"Haste makes waste. This child resists becoming a ninja and going to the front lines so strongly that forcing him to train would only be counterproductive. Uchiha blood flows through his veins. With a little guidance, he will naturally walk on the right path."

"As expected of Elder Itachi. Your thoughts are meticulous, and you see through everything clearly."

After flattering him, Uchiha Aka fell into thought. "You... do you think that after suffering such a huge shock back then, this kid might have already opened the Sharingan? Maybe he simply refuses to reveal it because he doesn't want to become a ninja. Given his personality, it isn't impossible. Should I use a Sharingan probe? It won't take much time anyway."

The process of opening the Sharingan was clearer to the Uchiha Clan than to anyone else, so it was no wonder Uchiha Aka did not suspect anything.

Hearing this, Elder Itachi deliberately glanced at him and gave him a look, telling him to figure it out himself.

Uchiha Aka suddenly understood.

Right, if he could think of it, could Elder Itachi, with his far-reaching vision, possibly fail to?

Elder Itachi rebuked him, "Don't do unnecessary things."

"Yes."

"And do you think I made him a Medical Ninja purely as a delaying tactic?"

"What do you mean?"

"The Sharingan is the Eye that Reflects the Heart. Aokiji had not opened his eyes at that time, and I believe it was because he was too young. But now, as he grows older and his chakra increases, that hard requirement is no longer a problem.

"Life and death partings happen constantly in the medical department. Aokiji will come into contact with them every day and will inevitably be affected by those emotions. After they accumulate over a long period, those emotions will eventually become the Opportunity to open the Sharingan. When that time comes, there will be no need for me to say what kind of talent Aokiji possesses..."

Innate dual Kekkei Genkai...

That was an unprecedented feat even in Uchiha's long history...

Uchiha Aka sucked in a breath, deeply impressed by Elder Itachi's scheming.

A son should be Uchiha Itachi.

If he did not already have a son, he would have wanted to name his own son Uchiha Itachi. But didn't he still have a grandson...? Next time, he would ask Elder Itachi whether he minded.

"Alright, enough idle chatter. I need to think carefully about how to train Aokiji alone. Don't disturb me unless necessary. Aokiji's case is special and he cannot train according to the methods used for ordinary clan members. As for Fugaku, just proceed step by step."

With that, Elder Itachi turned and left without looking back.

Since Aokiji's training had ended for the day, there was no need for him to remain here.

Fugaku had decent talent, but that depended on who he was compared to.

Besides, Fugaku's personality was not suited to being cultivated into a tool person.

Choosing Aokiji as the inheritor of his will was a decision Uchiha Madara had made after observing him for a long time.

At such a young age, he already possessed a way of thinking far beyond that of ordinary adults. That was truly rare.

It was clear that despite his young age, Aokiji saw human nature very clearly and understood just how ugly and dirty this world was.

Yet even so, Aokiji had not chosen to fall into depravity or close his heart. He chose to believe in this world and actively work hard to fit into it in his own way.

That could be seen from the few playmates he still had as he grew up, as well as his lively personality.

Although outsiders might find his methods strange, that was precisely because he feared losing someone again.

He possessed the coldest ability in this world, yet his heart was more enthusiastic than anyone else's.

He loved his family, his friends, his village, and this world. Once someone like Aokiji fell into depravity, all that love would become incomparable hatred toward this world.

As the saying went, the deeper the love, the deeper the hate.

Extremes will reverse.

And someone like that was the perfect pawn Uchiha Madara wanted.

Those with different paths cannot plan together; those with the same path agree without planning.

Even if one day Uchiha Madara's physical body perished and he could no longer exert any effective influence over Aokiji, Aokiji would still walk alone, unwaveringly, down the path Madara had envisioned.

Watching Elder Itachi leave, Uchiha Aka could not help but sigh with emotion.

Aokiji's talent was probably the kind where even Heaven feeding food was not enough. Afraid he would not know how to open his mouth, Heaven would have to pry open his mouth with chopsticks, stuff rice balls down his throat, and finally pour in some soup in case he choked...

Everyone knew that Aokiji did not want to become a ninja.

Yet even so, the clan had not given up. Instead, they were trying every means to coax him along, and even an elder-level figure was tailor-making a training path for him.

Back then, he had also been a somewhat famous genius in the clan. When had he ever received such treatment? Getting casually tossed a couple of Ninjutsu and being secretly happy would have been enough.

After sending the puppet back to the secluded mansion, Uchiha Madara immediately took action. He summoned a Summoned Beast and placed a prepared scroll into the Ninja Cat's mouth. After a while, the Summoned Beast turned into a cloud of white smoke...

Uchiha Madara closed his eyes and quietly waited for a response.

Land of Water, Mizukage's Office.

A handsome man with yellow hair knelt on one knee, lowered his head, and respectfully said, "Third Mizukage-sama, you summoned me?"

His name was Binghe. He was a Kekkei Genkai ninja proficient in Ice Release, nicknamed White Bird, and currently the strongest ninja of the Yuki Clan.

The Third Mizukage glanced at the masked ninja beside him before speaking. "Raise your head first. I have a mission for you."

"Yes."

Having been summoned by name by the Third Mizukage, Binghe was flattered. He had not expected the newly appointed Third Mizukage to summon him so soon. It seemed the Third Mizukage thought highly of him and wanted to take this opportunity to win him over through a mission.

Binghe secretly swore that he would not disappoint the Third Mizukage's favor. That way, his clan would not have to worry about receiving more mission commissions, earning more money, and living better lives.

Binghe raised his head and suddenly noticed a masked man standing beside the Third Mizukage. His face could not be seen, and only a head of fluffy hair was exposed behind him.

Anbu?

Binghe was shocked that an Anbu member was here. Could he be his companion for this mission?

He subconsciously gave him another look. At that moment, their gazes met through the holes in the mask, and a red eye with three tomoe entered his vision.

Binghe recognized that iconic eye at once and was greatly startled.

Under that incomparable Dojutsu Power, Binghe did not even have the chance to move a finger before being controlled instantly.

The one controlling Binghe through the Sharingan was Uchiha Madara.

He had been summoned back to the Land of Water through the Summoning Jutsu.

Uchiha Madara had long expected that he might need to return to the Land of Water, so he had signed a contract with the Third Mizukage early on. Whenever necessary, he would have the Land of Water's Summoned Beast notify the Third Mizukage to summon him back.

For an ordinary ninja, summoning someone like Madara would drain all their chakra just to summon a single hair. Only a Kage-level ninja like the Third Mizukage could summon Madara's entire body. Even then, Madara could not display his full strength. If Uchiha Madara exerted too much force, he would quickly disappear due to insufficient chakra supply.

Uchiha Madara stepped forward, formed a One-Handed Seal, and began searching through all of Binghe's memories related to Ice Release Ninjutsu. With his Dojutsu Power, a search like this ended quickly, stripping away every Ninjutsu Binghe had diligently cultivated over the years without leaving a single thing behind.

Uchiha Madara did not know Ice Release, so naturally he could not effectively guide Aokiji.

But that did not matter. If he did not have it, he could simply borrow from elsewhere and directly give Aokiji the Ninjutsu painstakingly researched by the Land of Water's Ice Release Ninja for him to practice.

The Third Mizukage watched Uchiha Madara silently form a One-Handed Seal, unable to understand what he was doing.

Uchiha Madara had merely told the Third Mizukage to summon the strongest Ice Release Ninja. He had explained nothing else, leaving the Third Mizukage utterly confused.

Seeing Uchiha Madara busy, he did not dare say anything unnecessary and could only wait patiently.

After a long while, Uchiha Madara finished searching Binghe's memories. Behind the mask, his brows were furrowed, and his tone was deeply displeased, even carrying some blame. "This is the strongest Ice Release Ninja in your Land of Water? He hasn't even mastered a single S-rank Ninjutsu. This is utterly unacceptable."

Third Mizukage: ???