A member of the Uchiha Clan this powerful had appeared before him—
and now, he had even accepted him as his disciple.
And on top of that, this man would be coming to live with the Uchiha.
This was like a waking dream.
Thinking this, Madara couldn't help but pinch his arm hard.
Sure enough—it hurt.
That meant this wasn't a dream.
It was real.
With that excitement in his heart,
Madara led Kaede back to the Uchiha clan land.
They didn't move slowly; in just half an hour they had arrived.
However, because shinobi in this era didn't have a fixed, stable place to live,
the so-called "Uchiha clan land" wasn't a settlement of solid houses.
Instead, what they called homes were just simple tents, enough to block wind and rain.
After all, once a battle broke out, the weaker members of the clan had to evacuate and leave.
Since they moved often, even if they built sturdy houses, they'd have to abandon them when leaving.
They would never be able to return to the same spot again.
And the more solid the structure, the easier it was for the enemy to find it.
So even if they wanted proper housing…
"Brother, you're back!"
Izuna had been guarding the entrance,
training there while waiting for Madara's return.
The moment he saw Madara, he immediately rushed over—
but soon after…
"Brother, who is this?"
Izuna was curious.
How had his brother gone out for just a short while and returned with someone else?
But then Izuna's eyes were drawn to the wound on Madara's arm.
"Brother, you're hurt!" Izuna exclaimed,
quickly stepping forward to tend to the injury.
Hearing that, Madara awkwardly pulled his arm back.
The wound was the result of his own lack of skill,
and right now, that wasn't the most important thing.
"It's nothing. Izuna, go call Father and gather all the clansmen.
I have an important announcement to make."
Madara waved his arm, speaking with excitement.
"But brother, your—"
Izuna froze, but after seeing Madara's expression,
he said nothing more and headed into the camp.
By then, Madara had already brought Kaede further inside.
Izuna was quick—by the time Madara and Kaede reached the center of the clan grounds,
the Uchiha clansmen had already gathered.
Among them was Tajima Uchiha.
"What is it, Izuna? What's going on?"
"That's right, I was in the middle of training my child…"
"Same here. Clan Leader, I still want your guidance another day—my son's taijutsu is strong,
maybe soon he can spar with you."
"That's right. Speaking of which, our Uchiha clan has produced many excellent members lately.
If we fight the Senju, they'll be the backbone of our forces."
The clansmen chatted noisily,
none of them taking Izuna's words seriously.
After all, Izuna was still a child.
Even Tajima, the clan leader himself,
didn't pay it much mind.
If not for being free at the moment, he might not have come at all.
"Brother, go ahead," Izuna said, looking at Madara.
Madara faced the gathered clansmen,
took a deep breath, and stepped forward.
"Everyone, I have something important to announce.
I have taken Kaede as my master and am now his disciple.
Secondly, my teacher will now live among us.
I hope everyone will treat him with the same respect you give the clan leader."
Madara's announcement was firm.
Hearing this, the Uchiha clansmen—and even Tajima—frowned.
But as clan leader, Tajima knew his eldest son well.
Madara might be young,
but he wouldn't do anything to harm the clan.
Besides, he was decisive and handled matters well,
so Tajima didn't refuse outright.
The rest of the clan, however, couldn't hold back.
"What? Madara, just because you're the clan leader's son,
you think you can bring back anyone and demand we treat them like the leader?"
"That's right. And how could you just make someone your master without consulting anyone?
Bringing him into our clan grounds violates our rules!"
"Madara, bringing in someone whose background we don't know,
and then saying something like that—don't you think it's ridiculous?"
The voices rose one after another.
The Uchiha were a proud clan,
and they only respected strength.
At this time, Madara was far from the powerhouse he would one day become—
and being the clan leader's son wasn't enough to make everyone submit.
"You…"
Madara clenched his fists, angered.
He had wanted everyone to show proper respect to his teacher,
but now, with them speaking like this,
there was a chance Kaede might be offended.
"Teacher, don't mind them, they're just—"
Madara turned to explain—
but froze.
He felt it again—that same oppressive aura he had felt earlier.
That feeling…
The noisy chatter of the clansmen instantly died.
Faces turned pale.
Bodies stiffened, barely able to move.
Even Tajima couldn't budge an inch.
Inwardly, Tajima was shocked—
his own strength was formidable,
and as the clan leader,
he knew very well the power of the Sharingan's bloodline.
And this… this was on another level entirely.
(End of Chapter)
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