Itachi won't save you; he's busy slaughtering the Uchiha clan! Thank me for saving you from dying by Itachi's hands!
Izumi's face was filled with disbelief, and she murmured, "What?"
The man in the tiger-striped mask didn't explain further, bringing his long sword down...
"A Three-Tomoe Sharingan, huh? I suppose I can keep it as a backup."
With that, the man in the tiger-striped mask reached out and gouged out Uchiha Izumi's eyes, placing them in a petri dish.
"Aunt Hisano," Itachi called softly from the doorway.
Uchiha Hisano turned around, saw the blood still dripping from Itachi's sword, and her face instantly turned ashen.
Instinctively, she shielded her daughter behind her, her trembling hand reaching for the kunai in her ninja pouch.
"Why... Itachi-kun... why...?"
Her answer was a lightning-fast slash.
When Hisano fell, she still maintained the posture of protecting her daughter.
The little girl screamed and lunged towards her mother's cold body, and Itachi's blade pierced her from behind, 貫穿 ing the hearts of both mother and daughter.
The blood moon rose higher and higher, and the screams from the Uchiha clan's territory were blocked by the barrier; not a single sound reached the outside.
Itachi's movements grew faster and faster, as if he were performing some mechanical task.
The three tomoe in his Sharingan had already connected and transformed, forming the pattern of a three-bladed pinwheel—the Mangekyo Sharingan.
"Two hundred ninety-seven... Two hundred ninety-eight..." Itachi counted silently in his heart.
The black shirt under his vest was already soaked with blood, clinging stickily to his body.
Every household, every familiar face, every innocent child... his blade did not hesitate for a moment...
In a remote part of the Uchiha clan compound, a young man named Uchiha Feiyun suddenly opened his eyes and leaped out of bed.
"Holy crap!"
"Is today the night of the clan massacre?"
Perceiving the continuous vanishing of life forces, Uchiha Feiyun was greatly alarmed.
Does it have to be this terrible?
I just transmigrated, and I'm already facing the night of the clan massacre?
Yes,
Liu Yunqing,
a modern-day corporate drone, a 'cow-horse' person, ran into a stroke of luck on his way home from work, brought to this world by the god of transmigration—an out-of-control truck.
At that time, he only heard a voice in his mind saying he had gained sixty levels of mental power, but he didn't even know what that was!
He only knew that his perception was particularly sharp; other uses were completely absent, or rather, he simply didn't know how to use them.
"Damn, damn, damn!"
Here we go again!
It's always like this!
He never catches a single good thing, but never misses a single bad thing!
After graduating from elementary school, the school was renovated and a computer lab was introduced.
After graduating from middle school, the school became tuition-free and hired foreign teachers.
After graduating from high school, classrooms got air conditioning, and dorms were renovated with hot water installed.
He finally managed to graduate from university, and then he was told that university graduates were everywhere, and starting this year, even university graduates couldn't find jobs?
Good heavens, he had just partnered with someone to open a shop, and then the three years of masks came.
He couldn't hold on, just closed down the business, and good heavens, the lockdown was lifted, and industries were revitalized!
He truly hadn't caught a single warm bite, but he hadn't missed a single mud pit.
Yay, yay, applaud for fate.
Now, he finally caught the six-star alignment and became a noble transmigrator.
Eh!
My clan is about to be annihilated. Surprised? Unexpected? Exciting?
Uchiha Feiyun had just managed to build good relationships with the people around him; he was just getting to know the little girl at the village entrance.
Well, here it comes!
The filial son of the ninja world has arrived.
This tragic noble clan of the ninja world, life is truly impermanent, like a sausage wrapped in a smaller sausage.
The famous Uchiha clan dominated the ninja world for hundreds of years; outsiders who heard of them were all terrified.
Their reputation was both good and bad; the past was the past, and the present is the present.
Uchiha Feiyun, sixteen years old, an awakened Two-Tomoe Sharingan user.
He wasn't outstanding in Konoha, but he was decent; at least he was a bloodline limit holder and had just earned the title of Chunin.
He quickly recalled the original owner's memories, trying to find a way to break the situation.
But after thinking for a while, he couldn't come up with any practical solutions.
Fleeing was definitely impossible, and even if he escaped the clan compound, outside would probably be a dead end.
Remind which important figure and resist with him?
That wouldn't work either; apart from the clan head, no one in the Uchiha clan was a match for Itachi, and that unlucky clan head had already given up resisting!
Going to him might just get him a buy-two-get-one-free deal from that "Sarutobi Fugaku"!
"There's no time to think about this!"
Uchiha Feiyun felt the death point getting closer and closer to his house, he gritted his teeth and ran to his sister's and mother's room.
Their family consisted of only these three people, and only he had awakened the Sharingan and become a ninja.
Uchiha Feiyun's mother, Uchiha Ikeyao, was startled awake: "Feiyun? What's wrong?"
"Something's happening, you two go back to sleep!"
Uchiha Feiyun used a hand chop to knock out his not-yet-fully-awake sister, then knocked out his mother as well.
"Earth Release: Earth Rising!"
He formed hand signs and used a basic Earth Release ninjutsu, throwing the two women underground.
Then he used a few more basic Earth Release jutsu to simply cover them, leaving them enough space to move around so they wouldn't be buried alive when they woke up.
After all that, Uchiha Feiyun pulled out six explosive tags, which the original owner had bought with his entire fortune.
As the explosions rang out, firelight destroyed the entire house.
"Original owner, this is all I can do; whether you live or die is no longer my concern!"
Just then, Uchiha Feiyun sensed that Itachi had already arrived nearby, but the explosion here had also alarmed all the surrounding clan members.
Everyone rushed into the street and saw the Asura Itachi emerging from the gate of one of the clan members' houses.
Seeing Itachi, covered in blood and wielding a slaughtering blade, how could the clan members not know what had happened?
"Young Clan Head!"
"Itachi! You... why are you doing this?"
Immediately, pairs of Sharingan lit up, and they were about to attack together to apprehend the murderer.
Uchiha Feiyun's face lit up with joy. Uchiha ganging up? There's a chance!
He immediately rushed out the door, intending to join his clan members in taking down the unfilial son.
However, the gathered clan members did not hinder Itachi's slaughter in the slightest.
Instead, it seemed to make him even more enthusiastic, as if it saved him the time of searching for people to kill.
"Pfft!"
"Splash!"
Blade goes up, blade comes down,
Blade goes up, blade comes down.
On the Uchiha clan street, in the blink of an eye, corpses lay everywhere. Uchiha Feiyun, who had already rushed out, stared with his Two-Tomoe Sharingan, frozen in place.
Does he have to be so fierce?
How long has it been? He killed them all already?
Uchiha Feiyun looked at Itachi, who was slightly out of breath, and was slightly stunned.
"So that's it, he used the power of the Mangekyo Sharingan? What a good opportunity!"
Seeing Itachi fall into a weakened state, Uchiha Feiyun grabbed a kunai and charged over.
Then, "Pfft!"
His throat tasted sweet, and Uchiha Feiyun fell to the ground, blood staining the ground beneath him.
What happened? How was he so fast... so strong? Can a Two-Tomoe really not beat a Mangekyo?
Damn it! (Darn it all)
Itachi stood not far away, turned and scanned his surroundings, then walked towards Uchiha Feiyun's house.
Seeing this scene,
Well!
The whole family is together now...
After thoroughly clearing out the area, Itachi went to kill elsewhere.
This was already the very end of the Uchiha clan compound; there weren't many more houses ahead.
Before long, Itachi had perfectly completed his mission, standing on a rooftop, silently counting on his fingers, seemingly calculating the number of people.
After confirming several times that there were no stragglers, Itachi flashed away from the location.
Looking at Itachi's departing figure, and then at the blood-soaked corpses all around, the word "tragic" didn't even begin to cover it.
Calculating based on the time Itachi entered the house, his mother and sister were probably already killed.
Alas!
A wave of sorrow surged through his heart; having inherited the original owner's memories, he was naturally affected by them, and Uchiha Feiyun felt a strong grief for the death of so many friends and family.
The Two-Tomoe Sharingan in his eyes spun and transformed into a Three-Tomoe!
Wait!
Why does it feel like something isn't right... Huh?
Didn't I already die?