"I can advance Hinata's Bloodline Limit further." Lan Luo wasn't worried that Hyuga Hiashi wouldn't fall for it; how his brother Hizashi died was still fresh in his memory.
"I just hope that until the higher-ups step down, your Hyuga Clan does nothing at all." Hyuga Hiashi watched him speak calmly, as if it didn't concern him. Such a person either had absolute confidence in their strength or was a fool. From what he'd seen, Uchiha Lan Luo definitely had overwhelming power.
"The Hyuga will not get involved in the higher-ups' disputes. I hope you keep your word as well." With that, Hyuga Hiashi exited the Genjutsu world.
Lan Luo thought it was time to take over the Clan Head position. He wondered if Fugaku would step down gracefully on his own, or if he'd have to help him. The chances of convincing Fugaku were quite high.
Remembering that he was still teaching Izumi Rokushiki, he came back to his senses. What seemed like a long time in the Genjutsu world was only an instant. Izumi was also watching Hyuga Hiashi's retreating back from the side.
"Alright, Izumi, let's continue. I've developed the Uchiha Rokushiki: Finger Pistol, Paper Arts, Soru, Moonwalk, Tempest Kick, and Iron Body." With that, Lan Luo demonstrated each one. All the techniques had been analyzed and modified through Lan Luo's Mangekyo. There was no way to cheat like him since the physiques of pirates and Ninja were different.
Especially Iron Body, which could be called a divine technique in the Ninja world. After all, in this world of high-attack, low-defense Ninja, if someone suddenly appeared whom you couldn't cut, one day the world would show you the disparity between people.
Izumi's talent was also excellent; otherwise, she wouldn't have awakened the Three Tomoe Sharingan at such a young age. With dynamic vision observation and Lan Luo's explanations, she quickly understood the principles. Most of the teaching was done in one morning; the rest could only be practiced slowly, and once her physique improved, she would be terrifying in the Ninja world.
"Izumi, you pretty much understand the principles of Rokushiki. Take this scroll home and practice slowly. When Rokushiki reaches mastery, you can awaken the final Seventh Form, Life Return, which is like replenishing cell vitality and energy through eating, just like yesterday." Lan Luo gently explained to Izumi.
Izumi looked at Lan Luo beside her and quickly blushed, saying, "Are we going home? When will you have time to train with me?"
"I might not have much free time recently. You probably know about some clan matters that I need to handle." Lan Luo was also helpless. To be honest, without his own faction, the Uchiha Clan would find everything inconvenient. He didn't dare to interact too much with Shisui or Itachi now, fearing they might betray him. It wasn't that he was afraid of them attacking him, but rather the trouble it would cause. After killing one group, another would come, and after dealing with the Ninja clans, there would be village wars. It was troublesome. It would be best to bring Tsunade back to take over.
"Rokushiki requires a lot of practice, and don't stop eating meat. There are 500,000 Ryo in the scroll. Tell me if you need more money." Lan Luo knew that after today, he would be the Clan Head, so he gave half of his savings to Izumi. Training Rokushiki also consumed a lot of food.
"Alright then, be careful." Watching Izumi, holding the scroll with her hands behind her back, she looked like a lively elf.
After seeing Izumi off, he went to the Clan Head's house after lunch. Upon arriving, he found Itachi also sitting next to Fugaku. Lan Luo didn't believe there was no intention of gathering information.
Lan Luo didn't say anything, directly activated his Three Tomoe Sharingan, created a Genjutsu clone of Itachi, then used Soru to get behind Itachi and knocked him out with a hand chop. Normally, it wouldn't be this simple, but Itachi didn't expect him to act in his own home, in front of his father, the Clan Head.
Fugaku was furious, exclaiming, "Uchiha Lan Luo, what are you doing?" But Lan Luo calmly replied, "Clan Head, don't be nervous. Itachi is fine, he just fainted. First, let's clear out the Third Generation's informants, as what's coming next cannot be known by others."
"What exactly do you want to say? Itachi couldn't possibly be the Third Generation's spy in the Uchiha." Fugaku calmed down. The mysterious operations began again.
At this point, Lan Luo stopped pretending and directly activated his Mangekyo Sharingan, saying to Uchiha Fugaku, "Clan Head, I've awakened the Mangekyo Sharingan, and I can see the past and the future." With that, he pulled Fugaku into a Genjutsu world, showing him Shisui confessing his Mangekyo to the Konoha higher-ups, then Danzo Shimura taking his eye, Shisui committing suicide by jumping off a cliff to avoid implicating the Uchiha, Itachi awakening his Mangekyo upon seeing Shisui's death, and even knowing all of his Pupil Techniques. Then, the Konoha higher-ups forced Itachi to slaughter the entire clan using Sasuke as leverage. In the end, Sasuke, alone, learned the truth, sought revenge, was killed, and had his eyes taken by Danzo. Seeing this in the Genjutsu, Fugaku's eyes were bloodshot.
"Clan Head, do you know why I'm here?" Lan Luo spoke directly. "You want the position of Clan Head, don't you?" A resolute tone came from Fugaku's mouth, carrying a hint of relief.
"Indeed. In your hands, I don't see a future for the Uchiha." Lan Luo didn't want to comment on Fugaku's mysterious actions and overconfidence. "How do you want to handle Itachi?" Fugaku was terrified at this thought.
"I want to control him first and deal with him after Tsunade takes over as the Fifth Hokage," Lan Luo said nonchalantly. "Can't we become the Hokage?" Fugaku had some ideas at this point.
"To be honest, I don't really want the Uchiha Clan to be a tool in the hands of the Konoha higher-ups again. The Daimyo can decide the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of Ninja through missions and supplies. From the Sengoku period until now, how many Uchiha Clan members have died for this, one after another? We are a clan naturally strong in Yin Release, so logically, we should be very powerful in all aspects, but what I see is a continuously declining Uchiha. This time, I have no choice. If I don't step forward, the entire clan faces annihilation. Otherwise, who would want to lead such a proud clan and suffer?" Fugaku heard sincerity in Lan Luo's words.
"Then what do you plan to do?" Fugaku also wanted to discuss the Uchiha's development with Lan Luo. After all, a clan member with such novel insights and a unique perspective on the Uchiha was rare.
There had been people who wanted to pursue this kind of development before, but their ideas were rejected as soon as they were proposed. Many elders didn't want to accept new things and wanted to tightly control power, as change meant uncertainty.
"I want to first deal with the radical elements. Also, the bottom layer of the Police Force is no longer needed. We will establish a court, letting other Ninja clans or civilian Ninja handle those who offend people in the future. We will only be the high-level authority for this part of the power. Of course, this can only be done when Tsunade returns; the Third Generation won't agree." Lan Luo said seriously.
"You want to kill the radicals?" Fugaku was not surprised by this. "No, I think the Uchiha's population is too small. They are radical, but they are clan members who have been forced and wronged by Konoha. There's no reason to slaughter clan members for an unfair Konoha, oh, except Itachi." Lan Luo didn't forget to point out Itachi here.
Hearing this, Fugaku was furious, "Get out! Don't say such things in my house!" Then he suddenly laughed, thinking that none of this had happened, and thankfully Lan Luo had stepped forward to take the blame. "Tonight, I will summon the clan members for a big meeting."
Lan Luo also stood up and brushed off non-existent dirt from his pants. "Remember to keep a close eye on Itachi recently, don't make things difficult for me, otherwise..." With that, Lan Luo made a gesture across his neck.
