Three days later.
Kakashi and the twelve clan leaders of Konoha returned as quickly as possible and informed the villagers: that the Uchiha clan was returning! The villagers of Konoha were overjoyed and filled with excitement and anticipation.
Soon, the entire village mobilized to prepare a welcoming ceremony for the Uchiha clan’s return.
In the small park in Konoha, three children gathered as usual to play and pass the time. However, today, Ino Yamanaka was clearly feeling down, quietly sitting on a swing, not saying a word.
Her father, Inoichi Yamanaka, had died.
He had died at the hands of the Uchiha clan, sacrificing himself for the village, his body and soul forever buried in that place called the Valley of the End.
Ino had once believed her father was a hero of the village.
But now, the villagers of Konoha were begging the very people who killed her father—the Uchiha clan—to return and become the village’s leaders.
As for Inoichi Yamanaka, his sacrifice had long been forgotten.
How sad.
Young Ino couldn’t understand or accept this, leading to deep pain and confusion.
Shikamaru noticed Ino’s sadness and shook his head.
He had asked his father, Shikaku Nara, and learned more about the situation.
With the Uchiha’s return, the troops from the Four Great Ninja Villages would be expelled, and the unequal treaties with Konoha would be abolished.
This meant that the villagers could finally escape their suffering, no longer oppressed or enslaved.
Konoha would once again become the leading ninja village, living in peace and stability.
Shikamaru had also heard that Uchiha Dan might become the Sixth Hokage.
This made him reflect.
Back then, Dan was almost the Hokage’s assistant and considered a candidate for the Fifth Hokage.
If Dan had taken the position then, becoming Hokage smoothly, things wouldn’t have turned out as they did.
If only they had made Dan Hokage then, they wouldn’t have had all these troubles. What was the point of all this struggle?
Sigh.
Shikamaru sighed.
Compared to the gloomy Ino and the thoughtful Shikamaru, Choji was carefree.
“Crunch, crunch.”
He sat on the grass, munching on chips, thinking of nothing but eating, and continuing to gain weight without a care in the world.
Time flew by unknowingly.
Another week passed.
While Konoha had long prepared the welcoming ceremony, there was no news from the Uchiha clan.
The villagers grew anxious daily, worried that the Uchiha clan might change their minds and not return.
Meanwhile, the Four Great Ninja Villages troops were also observing the situation.
If the Uchiha returned, it meant Konoha would have new leadership, and their good days would end, forcing them to leave.
So, they hoped the Uchiha would break their promise and never return to Konoha.
In this tense and anxious atmosphere, another day passed.
They’re coming!
Kakashi finally received notification from the Uchiha clan that they were about to arrive in Konoha.
Before sunrise, tens of thousands of Konoha villagers poured into the streets early in the morning, hanging banners, holding flowers, and waving flags with the Uchiha emblem.
The streets were packed.
All the clan leaders and jonin of Konoha followed Kakashi to the village entrance to welcome the Uchiha clan’s return.
The sun rose in the east, shining on Konoha.
Several hours passed.
It was nearing noon, yet the village entrance remained quiet. Only a gentle breeze occasionally brought a coolness that calmed the anxious hearts.
Tap, tap, tap.
The clan leaders paced back and forth, frequently looking towards the forest outside the village. Their faces were worried, and their clothes were soaked in sweat.
Where are they?
As their anxiety reached its peak.
Boom.
A thunderous sound, like an earthquake, came from the forest ahead, causing the Konoha group to lose their balance.
What’s happening?
Steadying themselves, they looked ahead in surprise.
Boom.
A massive steel fortress emerged from the ground like a waking prehistoric beast.
The fortress, over fifty meters tall, was covered in various cannons and barrels, gleaming with a cold metallic light under the sun, instilling fear.
The hatch at the bottom slowly opened.
Then.
A group of ninjas in high-collared blue robes strode out.
It was the Uchiha clan.
The towering, mountain-like figure of Dan led them, with the Uchiha clan’s symbol of authority, the flame fan, on his back.
“Welcome the Uchiha clan back to Konoha!”
Kakashi was the first to react, shouting loudly.
“Welcome the Uchiha!”
The clan leaders quickly followed, their voices merging and echoing over Konoha.
Whoosh.
With that, they all knelt on one knee, showing their submission to the Uchiha clan.
“It seems Konoha has been tormented by Danzo and the Four Great Ninja Villages, longing for us Uchiha to return and save them,” Tekka remarked with a hint of sarcasm.
Hearing this, Itachi agreed: “In the past, the villagers of Konoha took their peaceful lives for granted and saw the powerful Uchiha clan as a tumor, doing everything to ostracize us. But now, they should understand the true significance of the Uchiha clan to Konoha.”
“A new era is beginning, one that belongs to the Uchiha,” Fugaku nodded, summarizing.
Dan remained silent, his scarlet Mangekyo Sharingan suddenly activated, and he was the first to enter Konoha’s gate.
The Uchiha followed.
The main road of Konoha, Icharaku Avenue, ran straight from the village entrance to the Hokage Building.
At this moment, the sides of the street were packed with villagers, all eyes fixed on the end of the road, where the Uchiha clan appeared.
Normally, this would be the time for deafening cheers.
But the crowd was silent, their faces slowly turning fearful, bodies trembling.
That was because.
The approaching Uchiha clan had cold expressions, exuding an unapproachable aura.
Leading were Dan, Fugaku, Edo Tensei Shisui, Itachi, Izumi, Tekka, and Chishuki. Seven pairs of different Mangekyo Sharingan eyes scan the crowd, sending chills down spines.
Behind them were six Jinchuriki controlled by the Uchiha, their bodies filled with the turbulent chakra of the Tailed Beasts, exuding extreme danger.
Following were over a hundred Uchiha ninjas, each with their Sharingan activated, a sea of red.
This was the incredibly powerful Uchiha clan.
Their strength had shattered the ten thousand-strong army, subduing the Four Great Ninja Villages.
The Uchiha, is unmatched in the ninja world.
Their presence spread a suffocating pressure, seemingly solidifying the air and making breathing hard.
Only the synchronized footsteps echoed like a hammer, pounding on everyone’s hearts.
“Gulp.”
Many villagers swallowed hard, sweating profusely, turning pale under the Uchiha’s pressure, trembling.
Among the Uchiha, Tsunade was the only outsider.
She looked at the trembling villagers lining the street, feeling deeply moved.
Her grandfather, Hashirama Senju, had ruled with benevolence and love, even having the Senju clan assimilate into Konoha.
Now, the Uchiha were the rulers of Konoha.
It seemed they were choosing a different path, establishing absolute authority and ruling Konoha with an iron fist.
Which method was better, only time would tell.
Ten minutes later.
The Uchiha marched through Konoha, arriving at the end of Icharaku Avenue, facing the towering Hokage Building.
This building symbolized Konoha’s supreme power, sacred to many villagers.
The only problem was, it was ugly, like an overturned red trash can.
At this point, Dan made a gesture for the clan to stop.
Then.
Amidst the puzzled looks, he walked alone to the Hokage Building and slowly raised his fist.
Without warning.
Boom!
Dan punched the building, spreading countless cracks like a spider web from his fist.
Crack.
The massive cracks extended from the base to the top, and under the villagers’ shocked gazes—
Boom.
The entire Hokage Building collapsed into ruins, a cloud of dust rising.
“Cough, cough.”
Villagers accidentally inhaling the dust coughed and stepped back in panic.
What is Uchiha Dan doing?
The villagers were terrified, not understanding Dan’s intention.
Until the dust settled.
Dan raised his hands again, forming seals, then pressed his palms to the ground, channeling his chakra, the source of life, into the earth.
Another earth-shaking rumble.
Boom.
Under the villagers’ stunned eyes, countless wooden pillars rose from the ground, forming a magnificent nine-story pagoda on the ruins.
The pagoda was grand and majestic. It stood over sixty meters tall and had nine tiers, each layer shrinking slightly.
Each level had specific functions: mission hall, meeting rooms, weapon room, ninjutsu library, wind room, and observation deck.
It had ornate doors, flame-shaped windows, and carvings.
Flying eaves, corridors, and a golden roof.
The entire pagoda was extremely ornate, shining brilliantly under the sun, giving a sense of splendor.
The most striking feature was the Uchiha clan’s red and white fan emblem on the front of the pagoda.
No matter where you were in Konoha, you could see the pagoda and its Uchiha emblem from afar.
Likewise, standing on the pagoda, you could easily overlook the entire village.
Below the emblem was a large plaque.
Whoosh.
Dan leaped up, and under countless eyes, wrote grand characters on the plaque with his chakra:
Tenshu.
Then, he took the petition from Konoha’s nearly twenty thousand villagers and placed it beneath the plaque for all to see.
This petition would forever remind the villagers that they themselves begged the Uchiha to return and rule them.
After finishing.
Dan turned and stood on the pavilion, hands behind his back, looking indifferently at the crowd below.
A gentle breeze blew, fluttering his robe, which was ethereal and otherworldly. Golden sunlight bathed his majestic figure, making him look like a deity ruling the world.
Thud.
In the crowd, someone knelt first, bowing to Dan.
Then the second, the third…the hundredth, the thousandth…like falling dominoes, until all tens of thousands of Konoha’s ninjas and villagers knelt.
Such a spectacular scene had never happened in Konoha or the entire ninja world before.
Even the legendary First Hokage couldn’t match Uchiha Dan’s current majesty.
Tens of thousands of eyes looked up at the man on the pavilion, filled with anxiety, preparing for an unknown future.
Would Konoha be reborn or worsen?
No one knew.
Dan gazed down at Konoha’s people.
From their eyes, he saw fear, anxiety, and confusion about the future.
This village was a mess inside and out.
It needed a thorough cleaning.
Half an hour later.
In the former Uchiha district, now the Iwagakure camp, Iwagakure ninjas were hurriedly packing.
The Uchiha’s return meant no place for outsiders in Konoha.
Naturally, they had to pack up and leave quickly before the Uchiha personally came to evict them.
However.
Just as the Iwagakure ninjas were about to leave.
Tekka and Chishuki appeared in their camp, finding their leader—Jonin Bung.
“Do you have any orders?”
Bung nervously eyed the two Uchiha envoys.
Though he had a massive, rock-like body, he had no confidence before Tekka and Chishuki, only fear.
Because, in front of these two Mangekyo Sharingan users, even their Tsuchikage Lord Onoki would speak politely, let alone a mere Jonin like Bung.
Tekka wasted no time, directly presenting a list with a cold face:
“Before you leave Konoha, hand over everyone on this list, not one missing.”
Facing Tekka’s stern and arrogant demands.
Bung was furious, clenching his fists but holding back.
He took the list with trembling hands, quickly scanning it, and his face changed immediately.
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