Konoha: The thirty-year-old Uchiha is not motivated.

Chapter 935 It matches up, now everything matches up!

Achoo! Achoo! Achoo!

A sudden sneeze echoed through the empty underground chamber. The old man, who had been feigning sleep, raised his hand to wipe his nose, slowly opened his scarlet eyes, and coldly looked down at the excited White Zetsu below. His aged voice carried a chilling undertone.

"Have you finally chosen a suitable piece?"

"Hehehe~"

Seeing the smug White Zetsu, a hint of impatience flashed across the face of the little black figure guarding the old man.

"Stop keeping me in suspense, just tell me, who exactly is the person who meets the criteria?"

In order to select a successor to Madara Uchiha's will, countless White Zetsu kept watch in Konoha day and night, fearing that they might miss a rare talent from the Uchiha clan.

"No, it's the person Lord Madara ordered us to keep an eye on. He's shown up."

The person who is paying attention?

Madara Uchiha, who was still wondering if he had caught a cold because he wasn't dressed warmly enough, was taken aback by what he heard, and his gray eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Is that true?

"Lord Ban, are you suffering from dementia?"

As if seeing through Madara Uchiha's thoughts, the White Zetsu below pointed to his empty head with an exaggerated gesture.

"Noisy."

Upon hearing this, Madara Uchiha, whose memory was already fading, instantly lost his composure. His expression turned icy, and the surrounding temperature seemed to drop several degrees.

"If you keep dawdling, I'll send you to be used as a battery!"

Sensing the displeasure in Madara Uchiha's tone, Black Zetsu stepped forward, gesturing with his chin towards the portable toilet standing in the underground space, his threat palpable.

"Hei Juesang really has no sense of humor at all."

Upon hearing this, White Zetsu shrank back, looking terrified, which nearly made Black Zetsu faint. Black Zetsu sighed, realizing that each generation of White Zetsu was worse than the last.

Seeing that Madara Uchiha's expression was getting increasingly grim, White Zetsu immediately reported his findings from spying on Obito.

"While I was monitoring Obito Uchiha, I discovered the curly-haired guy that Lord Madara had ordered us to search for."

"What?!"

Upon hearing this unexpected news, Madara Uchiha's cloudy eyes suddenly narrowed, and a familiar figure from his memories flashed into his mind.

Are you sure you didn't see it wrong?

"It's absolutely true, it's that curly-haired guy, even his annoying demeanor is exactly the same as in the portrait."

"He's reappeared, and in Konoha no less!"

Madara Uchiha murmured softly, his memories involuntarily drifting back to a few years ago.

At that time, he was still able to go out and about with difficulty. While monitoring Nagato, who had received the Rinnegan transplant in the Land of Rain, he inadvertently discovered the mysterious Uchiha who was teaching Yahiko and Konan.

The other person not only looked exactly like his cousin who died young, but also had a similar mannerisms, making it highly likely that he was his cousin's unknown descendant.

Unfortunately, after he had Bai Jue test the waters once, the other party vanished as if he had evaporated from the face of the earth. No matter how Bai Jue's army searched, they ultimately found nothing.

As time passed, Madara Uchiha, whose health was deteriorating, gradually forgot about the incident.

What is he going to Konoha for?

Pulling himself back from his memories, Madara Uchiha's cold voice held a hint of curiosity and anticipation.

Could it be that the descendants of the eldest cousin are preparing to return to their ancestral home and rejoin the Uchiha clan?

If that's the case, then the Uchiha clan of Konoha isn't beyond saving.

"I don't know either. I met him when I was following Obito, and I came back to report as soon as I found out."

Faced with Madara Uchiha's questioning, White Zetsu spread his hands innocently.

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It's just that he's too old to wield a sword anymore, otherwise Madara Uchiha would definitely have shown this White Zetsu what it means to dance.

"I'm giving you one day to find out everything about him."

Letting out a long breath, Madara Uchiha abandoned his urge to use the blue plastic bag to cut the radish, giving the White Zetsu a chance to redeem himself.

"Huh? What about Obito then?"

“Other White Zetsu will take over this job. Your current task is to investigate that Uchiha for your master.”

Black Zetsu glared fiercely at the White Zetsu who had absolutely no sense of propriety, and then gave instructions.

"Well, I just hope that guy isn't as boring as Obito."

Knowing that he had no human rights and could not control his own fate, the white monster could only nod and agree to the task, then disappeared without a trace underground.

After the noisy White Zetsu left, Madara Uchiha slowly turned to look at the "loyal" Black Zetsu behind him, his withered lips slightly parted.

"How is Nagato doing now?"

"That Konoha ninja has left. Nagato and two other kids are currently traveling in the Land of Rain. According to the White Zetsu who was in charge of monitoring, they seem to be planning to establish an organization."

"Keep a close eye on them; I can't afford to miss anything."

Madara Uchiha nodded almost imperceptibly.

"A chess piece should have the awareness of a chess piece."

Whether in the past, present, or future, Nagato must follow the path he laid out until he completes his mission.

"As you command, Lord Ban."

Black Zetsu lowered his head respectfully, his bean-like eyes flashing with a mockery that Madara Uchiha couldn't see.

piece?

You are nothing more than a pawn in this filial son's hands.

Inside the three-color meatball shop

"I didn't expect it to be so sweet."

Uchiha Gin savored the three-colored dumplings made from soft, glutinous rice, the sweet red bean paste filling a delightful surprise.

Kakashi's original spot opposite him was now forcibly taken by Tsunade. Filled with suspicion, she stared intently at Uchiha Gin, who was calmly evaluating the food, looking as if she wanted to say something but hesitated.

"What, you still don't believe me?"

After putting the last green dumpling into his mouth, Uchiha Gin raised an eyebrow, relaxed, and rested his chin on his hand, a playful smile on his handsome face.

"You say that the Yin Sealing Technique was developed by you and your grandmother together? Isn't that a bit too far-fetched?"

Uchiha Gin had just given a brief explanation of the origin of his forehead Yin Seal Technique when Tsunade was sobered up by the lightning.

She grabbed Kakashi, who was taking up a seat, plopped down, and carefully examined the strange man who had uttered those insolent words.

“I can understand why Mito didn’t bring it up; after all, she still had to consider Hashirama’s reputation in prison.”

"Huh? What do you mean by that? You're not leaving this room today if you can't explain yourself!"

Seeing Uchiha Gin's dejected expression, Tsunade's pretty face turned ashen, just like a bristling Hakimi.

Could this curly-haired girl be the white moonlight that Grandma has kept hidden in her heart for many years?

"What?! The First Hokage is involved too? This is a huge scandal!"

Shizune and the others, who were crouching low and listening intently, were startled upon hearing this, their small faces filled with great excitement.

Unexpectedly, a simple mark has led to a huge, long-buried revelation.

"Uh, Xiaogang, are you misunderstanding something?"

Uchiha Gin looked at Tsunade, whose eyes suddenly flashed with ferocity, and scratched his head in confusion. His words shouldn't have been ambiguous, right?

If the Senju clan members were to learn that their clan leader's wife had once worked closely with an Uchiha, their prestige within the clan, even while imprisoned by Hashirama, would be affected to some extent.

Upon hearing that familiar nickname, Tsunade's expression tightened slightly, and for a moment, she saw her loving grandparents again.

"Xiao Gang? Are we that close?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I was being presumptuous."

Uchiha Gin chuckled and waved his hand. That's right, this Tsuna isn't the same good grandson who drank heavily with him in prison.

"Don't change the subject, you haven't explained Grandpa's matter to me yet!"

"Sigh~ It's a long story. When I first met Mito, she was only this age."

"Uncle, you still say you're not a lolicon!?" Kakashi, Genma Shiranui, and the others stood in front of Shizune, who was being pointed at by Gin Uchiha, looking at him like he was trash.

"That kind of person is definitely not my uncle!"

Obito wiped his nose, then confidently made a severance deal with Gin Uchiha.

"Can't you just let me finish what I have to say?"

With a face full of black lines, Uchiha Gin barely suppressed the urge to draw his "baby-killing weapon," the Seven Wolves, from his waist, and retorted through gritted teeth, "..."

"Listen to your story about how you traffic underage girls? You should leave your surrender to the police!"

"Bang Bang Bang~"

"Come in."

creak-

Having received permission, Minato pushed open the door to the somewhat worn-out Hokage's office. The first thing that hit him was an overwhelming, pungent smell of smoke, almost making him squint.

"cough cough"

"It's Minato. Did he finish the mission so quickly?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi, who was engrossed in reviewing documents, looked up at the sound and, upon seeing Minato, flashed a kind smile.

"I have successfully completed my mission."

Minato straightened up and nodded respectfully in response.

What exactly is the power of a dragon vein?

Just as Minato was carefully choosing his words to report Uchiha Gin to the Third Hokage, a sinister voice suddenly echoed from a dark corner of the office.

"Greetings, Elder Danzo."

Turning his head to look at the gloomy man who was slowly emerging from the shadows, Minato frowned imperceptibly, then turned and bowed to him.

"Answer my question, Minato Namikaze."

"Danzo, is this how you talk to my grand-disciple? I'm still here!"

Looking at the aggressive Danzo, Hiruzen Sarutobi took a puff of his burning pipe, his tone becoming slightly harsher.

"Minato, don't take it to heart. Danzo treats everyone the same way."

After scolding his childhood friend, Hiruzen Sarutobi turned his gaze to Minato and explained with a smile.

"Reporting to Elder Danzo, the Dragon Vein has been completely sealed by me using a sealing technique due to the rampage of its power."

Minato wasn't the type to hold a grudge. He nodded slightly and truthfully explained the situation of the dragon vein to the two people present.

"An uncontrollable force?"

Upon hearing that Loulan was nearly destroyed due to the rampaging of the dragon vein, Danzo curled his lip, temporarily abandoning his idea of ​​seizing this power, and turned to walk towards the gate.

He also has another plan in progress, which, if successful, will permanently remove a huge obstacle blocking his path to becoming Hokage.

"That was really close, but I'm glad you're all safe."

Hiruzen Sarutobi, seated on the Hokage throne, lowered his head and puffed on his pipe. The rising white smoke just happened to obscure his gleaming eyes.

"Lord Hokage, besides reporting on the mission, I have another important matter to report."

"Oh, what is it?"

Upon hearing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi raised an eyebrow. For Minato, such a composed young man, to show such a serious expression, the matter must be significant.

"We met an elder Uchiha in Loulan."

"despair!"

As if triggering some keyword, Danzo, who had just placed his hand on the doorknob, froze upon hearing this.

"A senior member of the Uchiha clan?"

Frowning, Hiruzen Sarutobi put down his pipe, his face full of confusion.

Since Madara Uchiha left Konoha, the older generation of Uchiha members were almost all wiped out under Tobirama's "careful attention," leaving only a few moderate doves to maintain the last vestige of the Uchiha clan's image.

"Hmph! Hiruzen, I've said it before: the Uchiha clan is full of wolves and wolves. They don't even bother to report when they go out. They don't respect the rules set by their teacher at all."

Danzo slowly turned around, his one eye filled with sinister intent.

"I strongly suggest a comprehensive review of the Uchiha clan to nip any ill intentions in the bud."

"Elder Danzo, if we have to be honest, Senior Gin doesn't belong to our Konoha ninja."

Looking at Danzo, who exuded an inexplicable malice, Minato hesitated for a moment before cautiously explaining,

"Hmph! Don't talk nonsense. The Uchiha Madara clan has been a part of Konoha since the day it was founded. How could there be any Uchiha who don't belong to Konoha?"

"But Senior Yin left the Uchiha clan before Konoha was founded and went back to his hometown in the Land of Lightning to guard his grave."

"That's even more impossible. Who is he? Would he dare to break away from the Uchiha clan on his own initiative? Isn't he afraid of being hacked to pieces by that man?"

Danzo scoffed at this explanation. The Uchiha clan had strict rules, especially during Madara Uchiha's rule. One could leave the clan and retire to the countryside, but only if they could block one of his swords.

You asked when Madara Uchiha started using a knife?

Check out this 100-meter-long blue machete.

"Senior Yin is Madara Uchiha's cousin, the kind of cousin who's even closer than a biological brother."

"Even if he is... uh, what did you say? Say it again!?"

Danzo, whose face was full of disdain, froze upon hearing this, his single eye filled with bewilderment.

Madara Uchiha had an older cousin?

Why didn't Jing mention this to them?

"Minato, can you guarantee that the other party isn't a fraudster?"

Hiruzen Sarutobi raised his hand and extinguished the pipe that had been burning for several days, his gaze fixed intently on Minato.

"Senior Yin's strength is unfathomable, and he is suspected of possessing the legendary Mangekyou Sharingan of the Uchiha clan."

Recalling the terrifying scene of Uchiha Gin opening the Heavenly Gate with a single sword strike, Minato nodded with unwavering certainty. Such extraordinary power could only have come from the hand of the legendary Mangekyou Sharingan.

"A kaleidoscope, you know."

Hiruzen Sarutobi slowly stood up and exchanged a glance with Danzo, whose face was equally solemn.

"Danzo, where did you put the things your teacher left behind?"

"I always carry it with me."

Danzo nodded, then reached into his robes and pulled out an incredibly thick, old scroll. A blurry image of a ping-pong paddle could be vaguely seen on it.

"Check whether such a person actually existed in the history of the Uchiha clan."

Seeing this, Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded and gave the order.

"Lord Hokage, what is this?"

Minato, curious, stepped forward and, relying on his status as a true member of the Hokage lineage, boldly asked a question.

"This is an SSS-level classified file that is even more important than the Book of Seals. I will introduce it to you when I have the chance."

Hiruzen Sarutobi glanced at Danzo, who was intently flipping through the scroll, and gave him a mysterious smile.

This scroll was left to them by Tobirama, containing detailed information about all members of the Uchiha clan after they migrated from the Land of Lightning to the Land of Fire. It was not updated until Tobirama died in battle.

Suddenly, Danzo, who was rapidly flipping through the pages, stopped abruptly, a rare look of shock appearing on his usually calm face.

"That matches up! The 78th Uchiha clan head, Uchiha Tajima, does indeed have a cousin!" (End of Chapter)