Chapter 8: [Chakra Movement Method], Become a Disciple of Tsunade?
[I make a wish, consuming 72 wishes to maximize my understanding for the next 5 minutes.]
[I make a wish, consuming 435 wishes to maximize my understanding for the next 5 minutes.]
Tianyi paused only briefly after each breakthrough, organizing the torrent of insights flooding his mind. Once stabilized, he reactivated his wish talent, returning to the divine clarity of enlightenment again and again.
Within those brilliant windows of time, he created:
The Perfect Three Tomoe Sharingan Training Method
The Chakra Zhoutian Circulation Technique – a method to accumulate chakra by circulating it through meridians, expanding tendons, and opening the middle dantian to store vast reserves
He also built simplified versions of both, accessible to average Uchiha members, ensuring their safety and stability while minimizing emotional volatility during eye awakening.
"Huff… finally done."
Tianyi exhaled slowly, opening his eyes from meditation.
"Now I can focus on practice—see what kind of growth my body and these methods can unlock."
It had taken him over thirty minutes of deep concentration to internalize and trial the techniques. After running the Chakra Zhoutian method twice, he smiled with satisfaction.
"Efficiency up fivefold. Chakra synthesis increased by 50%. At this rate, it'll only take me half a month to fully awaken my body's potential."
He felt it—this was the start of something much bigger.
But his gaze darkened slightly.
"Still… the clan's collection of medical knowledge is too shallow."
If he had access to the entire Konoha Hospital archive, he could have cut down even more wish costs during development.
"And if I want to push further—develop true body-cultivation or internal energy systems—I'll need a much deeper understanding of human anatomy and chakra application."
He stroked his chin in thought.
"Maybe… I should find a way to become Tsunade's disciple?"
He began analyzing it like a chessboard. Risks, benefits, consequences.
Cons:
Would attract attention from the Third Hokage, and worse—Danzō Shimura
He'd have to showcase talent in medicine publicly, exposing more of himself
People might start watching him too closely, interfering with his long-term plans
Pros:
Tsunade's protection would deter most political threats
Direct access to medical archives at the hospital
Ability to learn Tsunade's legendary Super Strength, her medical chakra control, and possibly even Uzumaki sealing arts
Easier connection to other noble clans in Konoha through reputation and political position
"The pros far outweigh the cons."
He nodded decisively.
"I'll talk to Father and Mother. With their push, this plan can work."
But tonight… his body needed rest.
He climbed into bed and fell into a rare peaceful sleep.
The Next Morning
Tianyi rose early and headed to the backyard training ground.
Today, he wouldn't hide his martial art roots any longer.
He stood quietly.
Then—stance form.
Then—Five Form Fist.
With every breath, his muscles stretched. His tendons hardened. His footwork stabilized. It was more than training—it was body-sculpting through will and flow.
He ran through the sequence a few more times. By the end, he could feel it—his control over muscle tension, joint positioning, breathing—all improved several-fold.
But damn, I'm starving…
He was about to head for breakfast when he noticed someone watching.
"Dad!"
Uchiha Nobuhiko stood at the edge of the field, arms crossed, expression unreadable.
"Good morning," Tianyi said brightly.
"Mm." Nobuhiko nodded, stepping forward slowly. His brow furrowed. "That technique just now—what was it? It's clearly not from the Uchiha clan."
"But it's… good. Solid structure. Your muscles are moving in coordinated chains I've never seen."
"Did you create this?"
Tianyi rubbed the back of his neck with a sheepish grin.
"Well… yeah. I felt the clan's techniques were lacking, so I developed something better."
Nobuhiko squinted.
"You little lunatic… Alright, teach me. If it's really that good, I'll reward you."
He stepped closer and placed a hand on Tianyi's shoulder, running chakra through him.
No damage. No strain. Slight internal enhancement. Even some hidden fatigue points are fading?
"…Let's begin."
Tianyi demonstrated the standing stance and basic Mingjin form of his martial system.
Nobuhiko, as a seasoned Kage-level shinobi, picked it up easily. Within two rounds, he was moving with fluid strength and precise grounding.
When he finished, he stood still for a moment—then cracked his knuckles.
"…I feel lighter. Some of my old injuries… eased."
"This method isn't just training. It's therapy."
He turned and looked at Tianyi seriously.
"You created this? Yourself?"
Tianyi raised his hands playfully.
"Unless you think I picked it off the ground?"
"Hmph. You brat."
Nobuhiko flicked his son's forehead with a grin.
Just then, Tianyi's stomach growled loudly.
"Alright, alright. Breakfast time."
They turned and headed back inside. As they sat down, Nobuhiko spoke casually.
"You said there'd be a reward. What do you want?"
Tianyi didn't hesitate.
"I want to become Tsunade-sama's apprentice."
PFFT—!
Nobuhiko spat his porridge across the table.
Thanks to reflexes, he turned his head away from the food.
But Fugaku—sitting directly to the side—took the full blast.
"...…."
Fugaku froze.
Eyes twitching.
Steam rising.
"Cough! Cough!!"
Nobuhiko wiped his mouth, coughing into his fist, and looked at Tianyi in disbelief.
"You… want to be Tsunade-hime's student? Why?"
Fugaku opened his mouth to shout but then froze again, lips trembling.
"Dad… you…"
"Ahem!" Nobuhiko finally noticed. "Sorry, Fugaku! My bad! Go wash up."
With shoulders slumped and pride shattered, Fugaku left the room in silence.