Naruto: Forbidden Arts and an Immortal Agenda

"The Reconstruction and Revitalization Plan is a comprehensive effort. Every clan's arrangement has been thoroughly considered; we must not allow anything to be neglected."

Said Hiruzen Sarutobi solemnly, "Certainly, the Uchiha are also villagers of Konoha—we should not and will not sacrifice the interests of any villager."

After saying that, he paused for a moment before continuing, "How about this—I'll personally allocate the newly constructed Training Ground 35 at Nanaha River's bank to the Uchiha Clan. What do you think, Fugaku?"

In the Ninja World, training grounds weren't just small woods with practice targets scattered around; they were large-scale complex facilities.

Not only were they vast in area, but the artificial training equipment within and the rare exotic beasts kept there alone were already incredibly valuable. These creatures weren't just prime wild delicacies; they were also top candidates for summoning beasts.

A well-equipped training ground not only offers a vital place for young ninja to hone their skills but also serves as a continuous source of wealth.

Therefore, compensating the Uchiha with a fully built training ground was more than sufficient.

However, Fugaku Uchiha felt no joy whatsoever—his heart only grew colder.

The more Sarutobi was willing to give, the more it revealed his underlying ruthlessness.

Fugaku's mind became muddled, and he replied offhandedly, "As Hokage says."

"Good. If that's settled, then I ask Fugaku to return your clansmen," said Hiruzen. "Also, relocate soon!"

With that, Hiruzen instantly disappeared using the Body Flicker Technique.

Soon after, Danzo, Koharu Utatane, Homura Mitokado, and others departed one by one, leaving only the Uchiha behind.

All eyes in the clan turned to Fugaku, waiting for his orders.

Seeing this, Fugaku forced himself to lift his spirits slightly and said firmly, "Disperse! I will organize our people to take over Training Ground 35. The specific benefits and measures will be announced after discussion with the elders."

Though still carrying a lingering anger, the clan members followed his order and dispersed.

They thought their protest had paid off and didn't sense the village leaders' hidden ill intent.

In the distance, the sky was painted blood-red by the setting sun, as if a great fire had ignited.

The clan members slowly walked away, vanishing into the fiery glow of the distant horizon.

Looking around, the streets and pavilions were bathed in crimson light.

Fugaku's heart was in turmoil.

The village elders now harbored deadly intent toward the Uchiha—there was no path left to reconciliation.

He was born here, and raised here.

Both the Uchiha Clan and Konoha were his homeland, his spiritual sanctuary.

He had never imagined that one day he would have to choose between Konoha and the Uchiha Clan.

Yet whichever choice he made, the future he foresaw ahead was soaked in blood.

Aozora didn't leave immediately—he had some things he wanted to ask Fugaku.

As he approached, he suddenly noticed that although the clan leader stood as straight as ever, there was a certain hunched posture, and those once-authoritative tear trough lines now seemed oddly aged.

For some reason, Aozora suddenly felt sympathy for Fugaku and blurted out, "Clan Head, are you alright?"

"Oh, I'm fine."

Fugaku snapped back to reality and saw it was Aozora. He asked, "What is it you want?"

Aozora asked directly, "Was it you who organized today's protest?"

For some reason, Aozora felt that the clan chief standing before him had lost his usual majesty, appearing almost fragile. This strange vulnerability prompted Aozora to blurt out his suspicions directly.

"Huh?" Fugaku first looked puzzled, then frowned. "What nonsense are you talking!"

Aozora shrugged. Fugaku's reaction already confirmed his guess.

"Protests aren't done like that!" Aozora continued. "No chants, no banners—how do you expect them to surrender?

"Do you even know how to mobilize people? If you can't stir up civilians, at least find a few allied clans to support you!

"Oh right, I forgot—the Uchiha have no allies..."

Fugaku couldn't help but snap, "Shut up! Get out!"

Aozora immediately zipped his mouth shut and turned around without hesitation.

He had groceries to buy anyway—who had time to worry about the big clan leader?

Thinking about the failed protest, Aozora muttered, "Would rather give up a training field than back down—yeah right, clearly set on showing some serious killing intent."

Fugaku faintly caught the word 'killing intent' and recalled Aozora's earlier judgment during the clan meeting.

Taking two quick steps forward, he walked beside Aozora and casually asked, "I heard you awakened the Double-Tomoe Sharingan during a mission—killed a Jonin and injured Yugito?"

"So what?" Aozora said.

This happened an entire week ago—why bring it up now?

"Not bad." Fugaku handed him a scroll. "This is a reward for enhancing the Uchiha's reputation."

Aozora never refused Ninjutsu scrolls.

When it came to flattery wrapped with gifts? He'd always take the treat first and see if he felt like playing ball later.

Seeing Aozora take the scroll without hesitation, Fugaku nodded in satisfaction.

"The Chunin Exam begins next month. With your strength and achievements, you'll certainly participate—don't disgrace the Uchiha when that time comes."

The moment the words faded, Fugaku vanished with a Body Flicker Technique.

"Geez, they all do this—speak then disappear. So impolite!"

Grumbling, Aozora headed toward the commercial district.

"Trying to bribe me, huh? Suddenly acting so nice."

Speculating on the clan leader's intentions, Aozora reached the shopping area.

Thanks to grinding low-level missions last month, Aozora's wallet bulged as he went on a shopping spree.

After stockpiling food supplies, he retrieved the scroll gifted by Fugaku Uchiha.

It recorded two Sharingan Genjutsu techniques: [Kagami Tenkan: Mirror Heaven Reversal] and [Kakei Jō: Spiked Pole Binding].

Both techniques were extremely powerful and practical. Yet, learning them required at least a Triple-Tomoe Sharingan. No matter how much Aozora desired them, he could do nothing but put them aside temporarily.

During this vacation period, Aozora kept cultivating.

He worked out every day, kept his eyes sharp, threw around kunai—time flew by.

Worth noting—Aozora finally figured out how to cheat the system using Kage Bunshin during cultivation.

The Shadow Clone cheating method was specially developed for those with abnormal chakra reserves.

Shadow Clones split chakra to create physical duplicates, which meant making clones wouldn't extend total chakra usage duration.

Take this example: if a person has enough chakra to continuously cast the Great Fireball Jutsu for four hours, then his Shadow Clones can only sustain it for two hours. Although he doubles his experience gain per hour, the total effective training time remains unchanged.

Moreover, as long as it's a ninjutsu, there will always be some consumption involved—it's impossible to perfectly divide chakra reserves evenly. So if someone's chakra reserves amount isn't large enough, using Shadow Clones for training actually shortens effective training time.

Additionally, Shadow Clones share the same memories and mindset as their original. Without proper planning, they might unintentionally train on the exact same techniques as the original, leading to redundant and wasted experience gains.

Although Aozora doesn't possess as much chakra as Naruto, through the refined practice of [Dao Yin Lian Qi] from the King's version, his chakra reserves amount has already reached the level of a Jonin. Moreover, Aozora's chakra regeneration speed is several times faster than normal people's.

Thanks to this advantage, he could finally begin using Shadow Clones to accelerate his training pace.

His main body focused on physical conditioning, energy cultivation, eye nurturing, and improving precision with throwing knives, while he dispatched three clones to train separately in [Fire Release], [Genjutsu], and [Body Flicker Technique].

With quadrupled training speed, Aozora finally stopped feeling like time had lost all meaning during cultivation.

But every night, being overwhelmed by quadruple fatigue and memory overload would instantly leave him feeling utterly miserable.

Even so, the next morning Aozora would still tell himself, "Great responsibilities are bestowed by heaven," and carry forward with that fourfold burden.

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