Chapter 529

In the messy palace, the people who were in a mess just now sat around the newly changed dining table again. Under Uchiha Tajima's instruction, the original delicacies were replaced with desserts with extremely high sugar content. The cloying aura made the few people who didn't like sweets feel a burst of dizziness.

"Whoosh——clatter——"

The guards around were cleaning up the garbage produced when Uchiha Tajima and others were fighting in an orderly manner. As the protagonist who ended this farce, Uchiha Gin was burying his head in the mountain of pastries and sweet drinks, and the harsh chewing sounds were endless.

"Crunch~ crunch~ crunch~"

Gulp——

"Phew... sugar intake replenished, comfortable!"

Raising his head to pour down a cup of colorful little sweet water, Uchiha Gin let out a long sigh, smacked his lips to savor it, and showed a very satisfied expression on his face.

"Gin, are you sure your body is okay?"

Uchiha Miao on the side frowned. Just looking at him made him feel his blood sugar soar and his insulin disordered.

In his impression, Uchiha Gin had suffered from severe hyperglycemia a long time ago. He thought the other party could restrain himself for the sake of physical health and follow the doctor's advice to control sugar.

But now it seems that Uchiha Gin didn't take the doctor's words to heart at all, but instead intensified his sugar intake. According to this intake, even a normal person would become a little sugar man before long.

"Hiccup~ rest assured, my metabolism is fine."

Uchiha Gin burped, leaned on the chair very comfortably, stretched out his hands to stroke his round belly a few times. Under the surprised eyes of everyone, his belly, which was bulging like a ball, actually deflated at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally returned to the appearance of eight-pack abs.

"When did you steal the secret technique of the Akimichi clan?"

Uchiha Miao raised his eyebrows. With his extensive knowledge, he recognized at a glance that Uchiha Gin's digestion method had a thousand threads of connection with the secret technique of the Akimichi clan.

"This technique is called Life Return. If you want to learn it, I can teach you."

Uchiha Gin, leaning on the chair, shook his head. He didn't want to carry the stigma of a secret technique thief.

This ability to rapidly refine energy belongs to the basic operation of the Otsutsuki clan. If the Otsutsuki clan's digestive and metabolic ability were not strong, they would be burst on the spot after eating a chakra fruit.

"Forget it, I can't afford it."

Looking at the cloying pastries on the table, Uchiha Miao decisively declined Uchiha Gin's kindness.

At his age, his blood sugar was already high. If he learned to eat and drink like Uchiha Gin, he was afraid he wouldn't live until the end of the year and would have to invite everyone to a banquet.

"Big Cousin, you've hidden it from me so bitterly!"

Uchiha Izuna, who had been silent since sitting at the table, finally spoke.

"You actually did so many things behind my and Big Brother's back."

Looking at Uchiha Gin, who looked like a salted fish, he really couldn't connect him with the mastermind who secretly transferred the clansmen.

"Izuna, don't blame your cousin; I was the one who asked him to keep his mouth shut."

Uchiha Tajima heard the resentment in his son's tone and immediately explained for Uchiha Gin with a solemn expression, but it was met with his son's glare.

"And you, Father, do you know how long I have to cry at your grave every year?"

At the thought that he had cried at the wrong grave for so many years, Uchiha Izuna only felt that the depression in his heart could not be dissipated. If it weren't for the fact that the other party was his old man, he would have sent an Amaterasu package long ago.

"I know."

"Ha?"

"I go to see you and Madara every year on my death anniversary."

"You!"

Seeing his son's stunned face, Uchiha Tajima blinked his eyes a bit embarrassedly. The awkward light flickering in them gave Uchiha Izuna the idea of patricide.

"Little Cousin, don't be anxious. Uncle doing this also has his own difficulties."

Feeling that a fatherly kindness and filial piety segment common to the Uchiha was about to be staged, Uchiha Gin had to act as a peacemaker and began to explain the reason for his uncle's faked death to Uchiha Izuna.

When he learned that his father had faked his death to let his big brother accept the Mangekyo from a blood relative, the resentment on Uchiha Izuna's face gradually faded, and there was a bit of inexplicable meaning in his eyes.

"Even for the sake of Big Brother, Father didn't need to hide his name for so long, right?"

Although Big Brother got the strongest eyes of the Uchiha clan, he still lost to Senju Hashirama.

Later, the two joined hands to found Konoha, and the Land of Fire ushered in long-lost peace. At that time, Father could have appeared; why did he have to live in this remote island?

"The reason we did this was entirely for the continuation of the family."

Looking at his son with a face full of doubt, Uchiha Tajima sighed and told the stakes involved.

"The Uchiha clan is not developing badly in Konoha now; even the Senju clan is no match for us."

Uchiha Izuna frowned slightly. According to the current situation, the Uchiha clan could be said to have eyes and ears in Konoha. If he hadn't unintentionally inherited the position of Hokage, the entire Konoha would be in the Uchiha's pocket.

"Hehe, you should have also seen the current situation of the Senju clan."

Compared to his son's short-sightedness, Uchiha Tajima looked further ahead.

"The situation of the Senju clan?"

Frowning and recalling, Uchiha Izuna's expression began to become complicated.

That's right, the Senju clan, which once firmly suppressed the Uchiha clan, had actually fallen to the point of colluding with the Ninja Clan Alliance, without any of the arrogance of the past.

The whole family now only had orphans and widows supporting it. If the missing Senju Hashirama didn't appear, the once prosperous Senju clan would probably disappear into the long river of history.

And the situation of the Uchiha clan was similar to that of the Senju clan. Without a strong person to make a final decision, the Uchiha, who occupied a large amount of Konoha's resources, would be eaten away by the moth-like Ninja Clan Alliance in a few generations.

At this time, no one would care if you were a descendant of the village-founding heroes. As long as there is no past glory, you will be reduced to a street dog, bullied by others.

"Konoha is ultimately not a village surnamed Uchiha. Even if we invest more, it will only be a wedding dress for those with intentions."

Uchiha Tajima stepped forward and patted his son, who was lost in thought, on the shoulder and said earnestly.

"But... the Land of Fire is ultimately the root of the Uchiha."

"Hmph! Speaking of roots, our clan migrated from the Land of Lightning. If you want to find the roots, you have to go there."

Discovering that his son was still struggling, Uchiha Tajima, who had long seen through everything, immediately snorted with disdain.

"Ah? So I'm also a Black Dragon!"

Uchiha Gin, who was listening with relish on the side, suddenly exclaimed in surprise. Finding everyone's gaze moving toward him, he hurriedly waved his hands with a dry smile, signaling his uncle to continue.

"Izuna, do you know why this Land of Waves is called the Land of Waves?"

Glaring at Uchiha Gin, who made people play out of the play, Uchiha Tajima turned to look at his son with a tangled face.

"Uh... hasn't it always been called the Land of Waves?"

In Uchiha Izuna's knowledge base, the Land of Waves had always been called this name since its establishment, and it hadn't changed for many years.

"That was before. The reason the current Land of Waves is called the Land of Waves is because it is now surnamed Uchiha."

Uchiha Tajima proudly puffed out his chest. The guards who were cleaning up around him felt something upon hearing this, stopped their movements one after another, straightened their waists, and moved their gazes toward Uchiha Izuna, who had a confused face.

The next second, red light appeared.

"This..."

Uchiha Izuna, stared at by countless Sharingans, trembled in his heart. No wonder he felt that the residents of the Land of Waves he met along the way were familiar after he got off the ship. It turned out that they were all clansmen who had been simply disguised.

The clansmen who had been transferred earlier had long since infiltrated the indigenous people of the Land of Waves. With the bloodline blooming everywhere, the entire Land of Waves had gradually been occupied by the Uchiha.

Developing like this, in a few decades, it would be difficult to see people who didn't have red-eye disease on the street.

"This is a place where we Uchiha are the masters. We don't need to care about any Daimyo, nor do we need to fight with other ninja clans. It is a country that completely belongs to the Uchiha."

Slapping his son fiercely on the shoulder, Uchiha Tajima became more excited as he spoke, his round old face flushed red.

"A country belonging to the Uchiha..."

Muttering his father's words in a low voice, Uchiha Izuna was impacted by this series of explosive news until his consciousness was unclear.

After a while, he looked up belatedly, and there was a bit of strangeness on his face.

"Father, you are now the Daimyo, so what am I..."

Uchiha Izuna, who had been a cow and horse ninja all his life, woke up and found that he had become a noble master.

"That's right, you and Madara are both crown princes of the Land of Waves. Don't stare at the position of village head anymore in the future. Go home and inherit the empire I built for you!"

Uchiha Tajima, who had been pampered for many years, had not only increased his weight but also developed many temperaments unique to high-ranking nobles.

"Me and Big Brother... crown princes?"

Uchiha Izuna was a bit dazed upon hearing this. He had also seen those arrogant nobles, but he didn't expect that he would become one of them one day.

"Big Brother... by the way, Big Brother!"

Uchiha Izuna, immersed in his Daimyo dream, suddenly pulled his mind out of the fantasy, and there was a bit more anxiety on his face looking at his father.

"Father, Big Brother, he..."

"I have already sent people to find him, so don't worry. Madara is at least safe for now."

His eldest son was missing; how could Uchiha Tajima ignore it? He had already sent the elites of the Land of Waves to search for Uchiha Madara's traces all over the Ninja World at the first time.

On the other side, he also issued a reward on the black market. As long as any clues about Uchiha Madara could be provided, a generous reward could be obtained.

"How do you know Big Brother is safe?"

Now that Uchiha Madara was neither seen alive nor dead, Uchiha Izuna couldn't even confirm his big brother's life or death. How could his father be so sure?

"Isn't there your cousin?"

Uchiha Tajima pursed his lips toward Uchiha Gin, who was lazy on the side.

"Big Cousin?"

Izuna was immediately confused.

"Gin, is the time for today up?"

Without continuing to explain to his son, Uchiha Tajima reminded him.

"Let me see, it's about time."

Uchiha Gin stood up scratching his head, walked to the open space of the palace, and in Uchiha Izuna's doubtful eyes, fumbled out a test tube filled with green nutrient solution from the package behind him.

"That is... oh! I know!"

Looking at Uchiha Gin skillfully unscrewing the test tube and picking out the small tissue cell fragments, Uchiha Izuna suddenly realized.

How could he have forgotten this!

It was all because the death of the white-haired guy disturbed his mind!

"Summoning Jutsu: Impure World Reincarnation."

Taking the live chicken handed by the guard, Uchiha Gin placed it in the center of the main hall, waved his hands quickly, and after the seal was formed, slapped it on the ground. Countless tadpole-like spells crawled toward the lively rooster.

"Uh... I remember this jutsu requires a living person, right?"

Uchiha Izuna looked at the rooster covered with ashes from the Pure Land, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. He had a deep impression of Impure World Reincarnation, but Uchiha Gin seemed to have carried out a magic modification and optimization on the original version.

"It doesn't matter. Using a chicken as a sacrifice is much more popular than a person now."

Uchiha Gin, who had finished casting the Impure World Reincarnation Jutsu, turned around. Behind him, the big rooster that was just lively had died.

"How is it, Gin?"

"No response from the Pure Land, which means little cousin is safe."

"Phew... that's good, that's good."

Uchiha Tajima let out a long sigh of relief upon hearing this. As long as he was still alive, there was hope of finding him.

"Little Cousin, do you know why we chose to tell you the truth at this time?"

Uchiha Gin handed the dead chicken to the guard on the side, instructing them to add more honey sauce when roasting, and then walked to Uchiha Izuna, opening his mouth with a solemn expression.

"Could it be that Father..."

Uchiha Izuna's heart tightened. Could it be that his father's body had a condition? He was worried that there was no one to manage the Land of Waves, so he told him the truth.

"That's right, it's Uncle..."

"Thump!"

As soon as Uchiha Gin nodded, Uchiha Izuna performed a silky slide-kneel, hugged Uchiha Tajima's sturdy calf, and cried with tears and snot.

"Father... the child is unfilial... if you have any last wishes, just say them, as long as you pass the position of Daimyo to me..."

Just wondering why his son's kneeling was so skillful, he heard the rebellious words from the other party. Uchiha Tajima was so angry that his eyes went black, and he immediately kicked Uchiha Izuna, who was "revealing his true feelings," flying dozens of meters away.

"You bastard! Get out of here!!!"

"Ha?"

Uchiha Izuna, who got up, blinked his eyes in doubt. Could it be that he misunderstood?

It shouldn't be. If Father wasn't running out of life, why would he reveal the inside story to him?

"Little Cousin, you are too impatient. Uncle's body is still very strong."

Uchiha Gin shook his head with a tsk-tsk sound. Just by the dragon tooth he gave Uchiha Tajima, it was enough to let this old guy who was active in the Warring States period live until his great-grandson was born and enjoy the family happiness of four generations under one roof.

"Sorry, sorry, I admit that I was indeed a bit excited just now. Father, don't blame me."

Knowing that he had guessed the wrong answer, Izuna immediately leaned over with a cheeky face, trying to awaken his father's sleeping family affection.

"Hmph! If it weren't for Fuyao being so excellent, I would have demoted you, this rebellious son, to the old home to watch the blood pool."

Glaring fiercely at his son with a face full of flattery, Uchiha Tajima moved his gaze to his obedient big grandson beside him, his eyes full of appreciation and love.

"Uh... Father, what do you mean by that, it wouldn't be..."

"That's right, I want Fuyao to inherit the position of Daimyo of the Land of Waves."

"Ha?"

Then what about me? (End of chapter)