socalfunplaces Chapter 60: Flame Fan Exchanged for Nine-Tailed Fox.
Chapter 60: Flame Fan Exchanged for Nine-Tailed Fox.
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Wan Ci's expression tightened slightly, but he felt no anger in his heart. Instead, he nodded to himself.
Having lived for hundreds of years, I have long since taken worldly honors and disgrace and disrespect lightly. If I were to get angry and upset over a few arrogant words, wouldn't all these hundreds of years have been wasted?
Wanci deliberately disguised himself as an old man with white hair and beard to conceal his true identity and avoid causing a sensation and upheaval upon his birth.
His visit to the mortal world is solely to visit the nine tailed beasts, not to attend a "fan meeting".
"Old man, if you're looking for death, get out of the way! Don't get in my way! This is Uchiha business, bystanders, get out of the way!"
A member of the Uchiha clan glared and shouted coldly, his chakra carrying a fierce aura that swept over the old man, completely disregarding him.
However, Uchiha Izumi, the clan leader, suddenly focused his gaze, his heart churning with turmoil.
Something is wrong!
When exactly did this old man appear?
Just now, he was completely focused on suppressing the Nine-Tails, and even with the perception power of the three-tomoe Sharingan and the Mangekyou Sharingan, he did not detect the person's aura at all.
It was as if he were a withered tree or a wisp of wind in the forest, standing silently in the center of the battlefield!
Faced with the enraged Nine-Tails and the chilling killing intent of dozens of elite Uchiha clan members, the old man remained calm and unmoved. This composure and confidence were something that no ordinary ninja could possess!
"Wait—that's...!"
Uchiha Izumi suddenly caught his breath, his pupils contracted sharply, and his gaze was fixed on Manji's eyes, as if the blood in his body had frozen for a moment.
Those were eyes that were no ordinary beings!
There is no distinction between the pupil and the white of the eye; there are only layers upon layers of mysterious and unpredictable circular rings.
He had glimpsed a few words about the appearance of those eyes in the oldest secret scrolls of the Uchiha clan, but the more he recalled them, the greater the shock he felt.
The moment Kurama, the Nine-Tailed Fox, caught a glimpse of Manji, its crimson beast eyes widened, its previously raging chakra instantly subsided by more than half, and then it grinned with delight!
The Nine-Tails swept its tail triumphantly across the ground, looking down at the group of Uchiha ninjas with the eyes of someone looking at a clown jumping around.
Hehe, my backer has arrived!
Even your Uchiha ancestors would have to bow down respectfully when they saw this person!
"Old man, who are you?"
Uchiha Izumi suppressed the fear in his heart and said in a deep voice.
Wanci slowly took a step forward.
"Greetings, young friends. This Nine-Tails is an old friend of mine. If you want to capture it, you will have to pay a heavy price, and the Nine-Tails will also be seriously injured. It would be better for you to leave now. I hope you will give me the honor of letting it go."
Ten thousand times, he spoke in a gentle voice.
Upon hearing this, all the Uchiha clan members present widened their eyes, their faces filled with disbelief.
What? You mean, the world is in great turmoil, and the Nine-Tailed Fox is an old friend of yours?
"Old man, this tailed beast is a force that our Uchiha clan is determined to obtain. You should leave at once!"
"To abandon the Nine-Tails for an old man? There is absolutely no way the Uchiha clan would agree to that!"
Uchiha Izumi's expression was cold and hard as she refused in a chilling voice.
Wanci nodded slightly, then took the Flame Fan from his back and held it in his hand. The ancient patterns on the fan shimmered faintly in the dim light of the forest: "In that case, I will make an exchange."
"The Flaming Fan behind me is a rare treasure, and it has some connection with your Uchiha ancestor, Indra."
"What do you think about trading it for the Nine-Tailed Fox, young friend?"
The group of Uchiha ninjas looked at each other, their eyes filled with confusion.
But the moment Uchiha Izumi heard the name "Indra," his eyes changed drastically, and his killing intent surged instantly!
"How dare you address my Uchiha ancestor by his name!"
The three tomoe in Izumi's eyes spun rapidly, instantly transforming into a bewitching Mangekyou Sharingan!
"What exactly is your relationship with my Uchiha ancestor? This behavior is the greatest disrespect to my Uchiha clan!"
Before I could even speak ten thousand times.
The Nine Lamas, who was standing to the side, could no longer contain themselves.
The Nine-Tails laughed excitedly, looking up at the sky: "Haha! What does it matter? Even your ancestor Indra would have to respectfully call this person 'Ancestor'! Do you know that the Six Paths of Paths have been worshipped by your Uchiha clan for generations...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Nine Lama felt a tightness in his throat, as if he were being choked by an invisible force, and he fell silent instantly.
It lowered its head and, upon receiving tens of thousands of indifferent glances, immediately drooped its head and obediently shut its mouth.
It instantly realized that the teacher didn't want to reveal her identity, and that it had been talking too much and overstepping her bounds.
Manji had no intention of revealing his true form, nor did he want to interfere too much in the ninja world's conflicts. This time, he took out the Flame Fan simply to go with the flow.
This fan was originally intended as a gift for Indra, but it was forgotten for some reason. Now that it has been given to the Uchiha, it can be considered a return to its rightful owner.
Moreover, a round fan doesn't increase combat power much. Compared to the gift that Hagoromo Otsutsuki gave to Ashura, his is just a minor thing and can't be considered biased at all.
A small opening doesn't count as an opening.
Manji looked at Uchiha Izumi again, his tone calm: "Young friend, what do you think?"
Izumi stared intently into Manji's eyes, which were adorned with the rings of reincarnation. His mind raced through the records in the clan's secret scrolls, and a terrifying thought suddenly exploded within him—
Rinnegan!
It's the legendary Rinnegan!
The secret scroll only records that these are the eyes of a disciple of the Sage of Six Paths, possessing the power to see through heaven and earth!
Who cares who he is, who cares what his background is!
Once he obtains those eyes, Izumi Uchiha's strength will surely reach the pinnacle of the ninja world. What fear will he have of Shuichi Senju? What worry will he have of the Uchiha clan not dominating the world?
"Grandpa, I don't want the fan."
Uchiha Izumi's lips curled into a sinister smile, his voice suddenly turning cold: "However, I'll take your eyes!"
Suddenly, it started!
In an instant, Izumi's chakra exploded beneath his feet, his figure turning into a blur. His three-tomoe Sharingan locked onto Manji's eyes, and his right hand formed a claw, aiming straight for the pair of Rinnegan!
"We succeeded!"
Quan Yi was overjoyed, his fingertips already close to the eyes he had seen countless times.
But just as his fingertips were about to touch it—
"boom!"
A dazzling white light suddenly erupted, like the rising sun, instantly enveloping the entire battlefield!
The white light flashed by in an instant, so fast that no one had time to react.
As the light faded, Uchiha Izumi froze on the spot, her back directly facing Manji, completely dumbfounded.
What happened?
Where am I?
Why am I facing away from this old man?
In that instant, he didn't even see the movements of the Ten Thousand Times clearly, nor did he capture any trace of the technique. His entire body was as if he were moved by an invisible force, instantly changing his position!
Uchiha Izumi suddenly turned around!
Quan Yi felt a chill run down his spine; alarm bells were ringing wildly in his mind.
"What kind of technique did you just use?! What kind of move was that?!"
Quan Yi clenched his fists tightly, his voice filled with shock.
He remained silent for thousands of times, his face still gentle.
He looks like a wise and venerable old man.
What move?
Can I tell you that this was just one of my basic attacks?
What move?
Interweave basic attacks with regular attacks!