What’s more…
Deep down, Uchiha Tenxiu had long regarded the other party as his mentor.
And now, his mentor was so severely injured, possibly even fatally.
How could Uchiha Tenxiu endure this?
“No matter who hurt Elder Raimon, I will never forget this grudge!”
Uchiha Tenxiu clenched his fists, secretly vowing to uncover the truth of the hatred.
“Alright!”
“Stop acting like a little girl! I’m not dead yet!”
Uchiha Raimon shook his head, forcing a smile on his pale face and said, “This isn’t like you; you’re usually so composed! Remember, as you said, the more dangerous the situation, the calmer you need to be.”
After Uchiha Raimon finished speaking, his brow furrowed slightly, and cold sweat involuntarily broke out on his forehead.
Damn it, the price of forcibly extracting Chakra.
Both my spirit and body are severely damaged; I probably don’t have many years left!
Uchiha Raimon, in his early forties, was in the prime of his life, yet streaks of white had silently appeared in his once dark and thick hair. These white hairs, interspersed with the black, were not obvious, but under the sunlight, they appeared particularly striking.
Originally, it shouldn’t have been like this.
Uchiha Tenxiu’s gaze was as sharp as a hawk, and he naturally did not miss this subtle change in Uchiha Raimon’s hair.
However.
He did not immediately ask but quietly observed Uchiha Raimon, seemingly waiting for him to explain on his own.
Uchiha Raimon himself also sighed and said.
“I was careless! Ten days ago, the thousand-year spiritual medicine I had been searching for seven years was reported back to the Uchiha Clan by an intelligence operative, and I happened to intercept it immediately!...”
Hearing this, Uchiha Tenxiu frowned, instantly becoming suspicious. This “happened” was too deliberate.
Uchiha Tenxiu then said, “Elder Raimon, the entire Uchiha Clan knows that only you need that thousand-year spiritual medicine to save a life, and this intelligence operative seemingly did not actively report to you; instead, it was coincidentally intercepted by you. It’s simply gilding the lily, an unnecessary act.”
Listening to Uchiha Tenxiu’s analogy.
Uchiha Raimon pondered for a moment and also felt that this analogy was very apt, and it indeed hinted at a conspiracy.
Uchiha Raimon continued.
“That’s right, perhaps it’s just as you thought! This is a conspiracy against me!”
“But, I was too impatient at the time!”
“The moment I received news of this thousand-year spiritual medicine, I couldn’t bother to consult with anyone, fearing that it would be bought by others and the information lost. So I left a shadow clone and secretly went to the Land of Medicine, after all, that was Yukino’s life-saving medicine!”
Speaking of this.
Uchiha Raimon paused, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face, though not much regret.
He just secretly resented himself for not being more prepared.
To this.
Uchiha Tenxiu naturally saw this scene, and in his mind, a frail, white-haired little girl kept calling his name, and his heart softened.
He naturally understood the significance of the spiritual medicine. Elder Raimon’s young daughter, Yukino, was born with a bloodline disease; her innate weakness meant she could not be a Ninja, and as she grew older, there was a constant risk of death.
Uchiha Tenxiu’s diligent study of medical Ninjutsu was partly for the purpose of treating her, and the thousand-year spiritual medicine happened to be something that could alleviate her condition. Even if he had heard such information, he probably wouldn’t have been able to resist going there himself.
Therefore, this trap was incredibly insidious.
Recalling Yukino’s condition, Uchiha Tenxiu could only helplessly shake his head, silently vowing to remember it and, in the future, no matter the cost, to do his best to find any such thousand-year spiritual medicines.
“I didn’t expect that the so-called thousand-year spiritual medicine information was false. I fell into an ambush; three waves of people successively tried to kill me. There was a fifteen-minute interval between these three waves. The first wave consisted of rogue bounty Ninja from the Ninja World. Although they were mostly Genin and Chunin level, their numbers were vast, about a hundred people.”
“They were purely meant to deplete my Chakra and probe my intelligence. The second wave attacked when I returned to the outskirts of the Land of Fire. There were twelve of them in total, all elite Ninja, uniformly Jonin level, and they mostly used Water Release. They might have come from the Land of Water…”
“Land of Water?”
Uchiha Tenxiu became confused. The Uchiha Clan and the Land of Water had never had much enmity.
Even the Ninja clans driven out to sea by the Land of Fire’s wars were decades ago. Such a long time, in the Ninja World’s view, was already two or three generations. Did they truly harbor such deep-seated grudges, seeking revenge even across three generations?
Also, considering the peace under the pressure of the current God of Shinobi, if they were truly Ninja from the Land of Water ambushing Konoha Ninja, even if that Ninja’s surname was Uchiha, it would inevitably incur the wrath of the God of Shinobi.
Didn’t they fear provoking a war?
No matter how Uchiha Tenxiu thought about it, he didn’t believe that Ninja from the Land of Water could possess such hatred and courage.
“As for the last wave, it was in Feather City, deep within the Land of Fire. That kind of attack, that kind of deadly attack…”
“An enormous attack range, its nature was neither Fire Release, nor Wind Release, nor Lightning Release…”
“Yet it also had light and heat…”
Uchiha Raimon said this, recalling and pondering, constantly reviewing all the intelligence the Uchiha had ever collected, comparing it with all the attack methods that had appeared in the entire Ninja World.
He remained silent for a long time.
Apparently, he had not found the perpetrator.
Even in the entire history of the Uchiha Clan, no related attack method was found. An area of several kilometers was simply not something an ordinary Ninja could achieve!
Seeing the caution and dread in Uchiha Raimon’s eyes, it was clear that it was not an ordinary attack method.
And to this, Uchiha Tenxiu waited calmly, his mind also beginning to ponder the route map within this trap.
Land of Medicine.
A small country near the Land of Fire and River Country.
The entire country relied on cultivating and selling medicinal herbs as its primary economy, but its military strength was weak.
It was not mentioned in the original plot.
Perhaps it was not described.
Or perhaps, in the subsequent Ninja World Wars, the entire country was destroyed, and its territory was annexed.
In such a small country, it was understandable for a large number of rogue Ninja to appear, but for elite Ninja, even Jonin-level existences, to appear on the border between the Land of Medicine and the Land of Fire.
It was simply too unusual.
Ordinary small countries couldn’t even produce such a thing.
But now, there was a team of twelve ambushing Elder Uchiha Raimon, and they even bypassed the heartland of the Land of Fire, operating on the border between the Land of Fire and the Land of Medicine, completely disregarding the possibility of Konoha Ninja appearing.
Uchiha Tenxiu’s eyes narrowed, and he couldn’t help but think of the future plot where those idiots of Konoha F4 used various methods of borrowing a knife to kill. And in the current situation, those idiots hadn’t risen to power yet, so the ones doing this now were…
Perhaps he thought of something.
A fierce glint appeared in Uchiha Tenxiu’s eyes, and he couldn’t help but clench his fists, waves of killing intent constantly surfacing in his heart.
Again.
Again.
Almost lost someone important to me again.
Senju Tobirama.
If this was truly your doing.
I will make you pay blood for blood.
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