The Hand of God Creates the Strongest Hidden Mist Village

Chapter 129 Minazuki Yuki's aunt, isn't that my aunt, Makoto Karatachi?

Chapter 129 Minazuki Yuki's aunt, isn't that my aunt, Makoto Karatachi?

Faced with survival and the continuation of the community, so-called loyalty and principles are often laughably fragile.

He could roughly guess the predicament the Uchiha clan was currently facing.

With Fugaku dead, the Konoha leadership's fear and suppression of the Uchiha will only intensify. They desperately need any leverage that can strengthen their own power, or at least stabilize the situation.

The other piece of information, from the kaleidoscope, is just such a bargaining chip.

Regardless of who owns the kaleidoscope, its very existence represents a possibility, a deterrent force. Even if the other party is unwilling to return, the Konoha leadership will have to carefully consider whether they might force out yet another enemy with a kaleidoscope before taking action.

"Lord Yatsushiro, you've really gone to great lengths for the Uchiha clan."

"It's all for the Uchiha." Uchiha Hachimoku looked at Makoto Karatachi in front of him, his voice low and resolute: "If you are willing, at some point in the future, under certain conditions that do not directly harm the interests of Kirigakure, the Uchiha—perhaps can become a not-so-reliable friend of yours within Konoha."

Gouju Cheng raised an eyebrow.

He didn't want to refuse the Eighth Hokage's offer of cooperation. Putting aside the techniques in the scroll in his hand, Makoto Karatachi was still very interested in the friendship of the Uchiha clan.

However, Obito, that traitor, is currently being completely fooled by Madara and is carrying out the Eye of the Moon Plan under Black Zetsu's surveillance. Telling the Uchiha would be useless and might even alert them, attracting the attention of Black Zetsu or even Madara.

But to refuse outright would seem like a waste of this opportunity that has been offered to me.

So————

A brilliant idea flashed through Gouju Cheng's mind, and a bold and interesting thought emerged.

"Since the Uchiha are so sincere, I will not hold back."

"Regarding the original owner of those Mangekyou Sharingan—I don't actually know much, my information is limited, and some parts are quite bizarre. Whether you accept it or not is up to you to decide."

The Eighth Hokage immediately sat up straight, his three-tomoe Sharingan fixed on Makoto Karuta, afraid of missing any detail.

Even Mei Terumi, who had been quietly listening from the side, glanced at him slightly, revealing a hint of curiosity.

Gouju Cheng cleared his throat and began to speak slowly, his tone carrying a sense of reminiscence and the distant feeling of telling a story.

"It was probably three or four years ago, before the Third Shinobi World War had fully broken out. Although I held the title of police officer, I would also run escort and reconnaissance missions with some village teams, often going to the seas around the Land of Water."

"Once, we received a commission to escort a batch of special supplies to a boss named Jin in the Land of Hot Water. When we passed through the waters near the Land of Lightning, we stopped on an island."

"The seas there are treacherous, pirates and wandering ninjas are entrenched, and there's also—well, a pretty good ninja arena."

"Ninja Arena?!"

Uchiha Hachimoku and Terumi Mei both frowned slightly, clearly not knowing much about it.

"It's a semi-public black market entertainment and gambling venue. Ronin, rogue ninja, and even ninjas from some small ninja villages from all over the world would fight to the death there, providing a place for wealthy merchants and nobles to place bets for their amusement. It could also be used to settle some grudges, or simply for money and resources."

Gouju Cheng explained casually.

"Our ship made a brief stop there for supplies, and we also stopped by the arena to check out the excitement. That guy was the one I met when I was leaving the arena."

"He's very young, only seventeen or eighteen. He's not a gladiator ninja from the arena; he just placed bets on the side and seems to have won some money. He's being surrounded by a few pirates and ronin who've lost everything and are demanding what they call money."

"I didn't want to get involved, but those guys were too arrogant and the noise they made was affecting our supply. So I just took care of those clueless bastards."

"The young man thanked me, and although he was wearing a hood that covered his face, I saw his eyes the moment he looked up."

Makoto Koji paused for a moment and looked at the Eighth Hokage Uchiha.

"Those eyes—the Sharingan. And they have three tomoe."

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha breathes in the first chamber.

"At first I thought he was some Uchiha ninja on a mission, so I asked him casually. But he immediately denied it, saying that he was not a Konoha ninja and did not know any Uchiha."

"You don't recognize the Uchiha clan?!"

The Eighth Hokage of Uchiha frowned deeply: "This is impossible! The Sharingan is a bloodline inheritance; it couldn't possibly appear in someone who isn't of Uchiha blood!"

"That's what I thought too," Makoto shrugged. "But he seemed extremely averse to the Uchiha surname, even to the point of—fear and hatred. He only said that he was an orphan, born near Hell Valley, and then adopted by an old ship doctor from a young age, until he witnessed the old ship doctor being killed by pirates while protecting him during a shipwreck, and then he awakened the three-tomoe Sharingan."

"No, to be precise, it should be called a kaleidoscope!"

Makoto Kuraki pointed to his eyes and said, "Because I copied his eyes back then and discovered this hidden power."

"Later, I chatted with him briefly. He said that he had been making a living in the waters of the Land of Lightning and various islands since he was a child with an old ship doctor, and knew very little about the ninja world, ninja villages, clans and the like."

"The old ship's doctor seemed to have taught him some basic chakra cultivation and taijutsu, but regarding the Sharingan, the old man only told him to be careful to hide it, and absolutely not to be discovered by the ninjas from the great ninja villages wearing headbands," especially—Konoha's.

Why?

Mei Terumi couldn't help but interject, her eyes full of curiosity.

"He didn't elaborate, and it seemed the old ship's doctor hadn't explained it clearly to him either. But there was an instinctive resistance and fear in his tone towards Konoha, especially towards the name 'Uchiha.'"

Makoto Karatachi looked at the Eighth Hokage: "He seems to think that once the Uchiha clan discovers that he has the Sharingan, he will be in big trouble, and might even die."

"By the way, his name is Kato Taka, or Uchiha Taka."

Uchiha Hachimoku's expression became extremely complicated, his fist clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

fear?

resist?

Why would a member of the Uchiha clan who has been separated from his family harbor such feelings towards the main clan?

"And then?"

With a hoarse voice, Uchiha Hachimoku asked, "Where is that Uchiha Taka now?"

"I have no idea."

Gouju Cheng shrugged, looking innocent.

"I never saw him again after that parting. The Land of Lightning's sea area is too vast, with islands scattered like stars in the sky, and black markets and outposts of wandering ninjas are as numerous as hairs on a cow. Finding someone is like finding a needle in a haystack."

"Moreover, he wasn't a registered ninja participating in the competition; he was just a gambler placing bets on foreign markets. Such a person wouldn't leave any information."

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"Not to mention he also possesses space-time eye techniques."

"Of course, I know this story sounds outrageous, but it's true. Whether you believe it or not is up to you."

The Eighth Hokage remained silent for a long time, his three-tomoe Sharingan constantly rotating as he rapidly analyzed and digested everything Makoto Karatachi had said.

He did not believe that Gouju Cheng was deceiving him.

Because in this unequal transaction, Goujucheng already held absolute initiative.

On some key information, Gouju Cheng could have easily omitted, given evasive answers, or even randomly identified a dead person to fob him off.

But he presented a person with a complete background!

What does this mean?

This means that this person really exists, and that most of the information in these words is true.

"Near Hell Valley, an orphan, an old ship's doctor—fear of Konoha and the Uchiha clan—"

The Eighth Hokage silently repeated the key words in his mind, his thoughts racing through the history of the Uchiha clan and various hidden records.

But a pity.

He knew very little about these things and ultimately had to give up.

Perhaps telling all this to the Jin Dynasty elders would yield different results.

"Your Excellency Cheng."

The Eighth Hokage raised his head, his eyes solemn: "What you've said is extremely important. Whether it's true or false, it provides us with an unprecedented clue and possibility."

"I know that, from your and Kirigakure's perspective, there is no obligation for us Uchiha to search for someone who may not even exist, or to provide any further assistance."

"but."

"If in the future, you or Kirigakure ever need anything from the Uchiha clan that is within our capabilities, as long as it does not directly harm Konoha's core interests, I, the Eighth Hokage of the Uchiha clan, and some of the clan members I represent, are willing to do our utmost!"

"Similarly, if you encounter that young man again at sea or anywhere else in the future, or obtain any new information about him—please be sure to inform us."

"In return, the Uchiha will pay a price that satisfies you."

This is practically an explicit invitation to alliance and cooperation.

Although limited by their positions, there can be no written agreement or public commitment, but behind the scenes, the two sides can reach a tacit understanding on intelligence, resources, and even certain specific actions.

Koji Makoto naturally had no reason to refuse; this was exactly what he wanted.

"I have felt Lord Yashiro's sincerity."

"The Hidden Mist Village and the Hidden Leaf Village are enemies, but personal relationships are not necessarily impossible. I have also heard about the plight of the Uchiha clan. It's always better to have more friends than more enemies."

He picked up the scroll on the table that contained Uchiha secret techniques and the Sharingan, and weighed it in his hand.

"I accept this sincerity. As for that young man, I will keep an eye on him. After all, his eyes seem to have a certain connection with mine."

"Thank you, sir." The Eighth Hokage bowed respectfully, then rose. "It's getting late, and I cannot linger any longer. I hope you and Miss Mei Terumi will take care of today's matter—"

"Don't worry, we haven't met tonight. It's just that you, as an Uchiha, are resentful that you want to negotiate with my husband."

Mei Terumi spoke at the opportune moment, her voice clear and cold.

Uchiha Hachimoku gave the two of them a deep look, nodded, and said nothing more. His figure disappeared silently from the room, as if blending into the shadows.

The room returned to silence.

Mei Terumi walked to the window and, after confirming that the Eighth Hokage of Uchiha had completely left, turned to look at Makoto Karatachi, her eyes sparkling with curiosity and a hint of amusement.

"The orphans of Hell Valley, the sea arena?"

"You've made up quite a story, my young master. I almost believed your fabricated tale."

"The story is made up, that's true, but who said it's fake?"

"Uchiha Taka can be anyone, and can become someone else when needed."

"It's never a bad thing to plan ahead."

Makoto walked over to Mei Terumi and looked out the window at the dark night with her.

"The Uchiha clan is a fine sword; if used well, it can save us a lot of effort. But since the sword ultimately belongs to someone else, it's safer to keep it in our own hands."

Mei Terumi's eyes flickered slightly, as if she understood something, and she sighed softly.

"I feel like you're getting more and more thoughtful."

"You're getting more and more cunning."

"There's nothing we can do."

Makoto shrugged, turned around and walked to the table, picking up the scroll that the Eighth Hokage of Uchiha had given him again.

"In this chaotic world, how can you survive long without thinking ahead?"

"Besides, some things, even if you don't actively seek them out, will still bring trouble upon you. If you don't think about them more and accumulate more experience, it's difficult to deal with unexpected events and chaos."

Mei Terumi looked at Makoto Karatachi with a complex expression, her red lips parted slightly, and her tone was firm.

"I will help you no matter what."

Goji Makoto looked up and gave her a gentle smile.

"I know."

He opened the scroll and began to carefully read the contents recorded on it.

As expected of the Uchiha clan's high-ranking members, the value of this scroll far exceeded expectations.

It not only records in detail the Uchiha clan's experience in developing the Sharingan from the single tomoe stage to the three tomoe stage,

The training methods and chakra control techniques are included, along with several Uchiha signature fire-style ninjutsu ranging from B to A rank, as well as a few unique genjutsu application techniques.

However, the most crucial Uchiha forbidden technique did not exist.

That makes sense. How could the Uchiha clan possibly hand over those things to Makoto Karatachi so easily? Even if they were to give them away, it would never be in exchange for such vague and unsubstantial information.

Even so, this thing is still very valuable.

In particular, the in-depth analysis of the Sharingan's dynamic vision, genjutsu resistance, and chakra perception is of great reference value for his understanding and use of the copied Sharingan abilities.

It's not like I can just use the Mangekyou Sharingan Susanoo to cut everything down in the future; that would be a complete waste of those Sharingan eyes.

The Sharingan's everyday value is no less than its combat ability!

"This is good stuff!"

Gouju Cheng nodded as he read, a look of understanding flashing in his eyes from time to time.

Mei Terumi didn't disturb him, and quietly sat aside, also starting to deal with her own affairs.

With the Third Hokage's decision to abdicate and Yagura taking power, the power dynamics in Kirigakure changed in various ways. For example, the intelligence department, which had been taken back by the higher-ups, was reinstated. As the princess of the Terumi clan and Makoto Karatachi's fiancée, Mei Terumi naturally took over the position of the former Fuguki.

The position of Deputy Director of the Intelligence Department!

Although the frontline battles have ended, intelligence is always the most crucial element, and there are still many things for her to handle.

Time passed quietly.

After an unknown amount of time, Makoto Koji suddenly put down the scroll and stretched.

"That's about it. This knowledge needs to be digested and put into practice gradually."

"By the way, Ming, are you familiar with the medical department?"

"Medical Department?"

Makoto's question surprised Mei Terumi: "Why are you suddenly asking this? Are you injured?"

No, not at all.

"There are some special cases that require specialized medical ninjas and research facilities to handle."

"Something special?"

"Hmm." Makoto Kuraki turned around, his expression unusually serious. "During some previous operations, I unexpectedly captured something very special."

Mei Terumi frowned slightly.

"What kind of sample requires the medical department to be involved? And I remember you already have Yuki as a medical ninja in the team, didn't you?"

"Yuki is excellent, but this situation is rather special." Makoto Karatachi lowered his voice. "The things involved in this sample may go beyond the scope of conventional medical ninjutsu. I need more specialized equipment, a more secluded environment, and absolutely reliable people."

Mei Terumi's eyes turned serious.

For Gouju Cheng to make such a serious request, it must be something extraordinary.

"As for the medical department—I do know some people there. The head is Aunt Mizuki Hyou, who is Yuki's aunt and one of the most outstanding medical ninjas and biological research experts in Kirigakure."

"The reason why Yuki became a medical ninja was largely due to the influence of Mizuki Hyou."

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"Mizuki no Hibiki?"

Gouju Cheng's eyes lit up.

Mizuki Hyou is Yuki's aunt, so isn't that the same as having your own aunt—your teammate's aunt? That means she's one of us!

With this relationship, it should be easier to talk to them.

"However," Terumi Mei changed the subject, "Aunt Minazuki Hyou's personality is rather—meticulous, even old-fashioned."

She was extremely passionate about research, but also very strict in her review of research subjects and purposes, especially those of unknown origin that might involve taboo topics.

"To get her to agree to the research, my influence alone probably won't be enough. You'll need to provide sufficiently convincing reasons and guarantee the absolute safety and controllability of the research."

Makoto Goji rubbed his chin: "So, you need to pique her interest in the thing itself, while simultaneously allaying her concerns about the risks?"

"Yes."

"That shouldn't be a big problem."

Gouju Cheng muttered to himself.

He doesn't believe any researcher could resist the allure of interstitial cells!

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