Itachi won't save you; he's busy annihilating the Uchiha Clan! Thank me for saving you from dying by Itachi's hand!
Izumi's face was filled with disbelief as she murmured, "What?"
The Tiger-Skin Masked Man, however, did not explain further, bringing his long sword down... "A Three-Tomoe Sharingan? It might barely be worth keeping as a spare."
Saying this, the Tiger-Skin Masked Man reached out and gouged out Uchiha Izumi's eyes, placing them into a petri dish...
"Aunt Hisano," Itachi called softly from the doorway.
Uchiha Hisano turned around and saw the blood still dripping from the sword in Itachi's hand, her face instantly turning pale.
She instinctively shielded her daughter behind her, her trembling hand reaching for a kunai in her Ninja tool pouch.
"Why... Itachi-kun... why..."
Her answer was a lightning-fast strike.
When Hisano fell, she still maintained her posture of protecting her daughter.
The little girl screamed and lunged towards her mother's cold body, and Itachi's blade pierced through her back, impaling 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, with no sound reaching outside.
Itachi's movements became 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, sticking to his body clammily.
Every household, every familiar face, every innocent child... his blade did not hesitate for a moment...
In a remote part of the Uchiha Clan's territory, a young man named Uchiha Feiyun suddenly opened his eyes and leaped out of bed.
"Holy crap!"
"Is tonight the night of the clan massacre?"
Perceiving the continuous fading of life's flames, Uchiha Feiyun was greatly alarmed.
Does it have to be this bad?
Just transmigrated and already encountered the night of the clan massacre?
Yes,
Liu Yunqing,
a contemporary office worker, a 'cow and horse' person, had 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 the time, he only heard a voice in his mind saying he had gained sixty levels of Spiritual Power/Mental Strength, but he didn't even know what that was!
He only knew that his perception was particularly keen, but he had no other uses for it, or rather, he simply didn't know how to use it.
"Damn it!"
Again!
It's always like this!
Every time, he misses out on all the good things, but never misses a single bad thing!
He graduated from elementary school, and the school was renovated and a computer room was introduced.
He graduated from middle school, and the school became tuition-free and hired foreign teachers.
He graduated from high school, and the classrooms got air conditioning, and the dorms were renovated with hot water installed.
He finally managed to graduate from university, and you tell him that university graduates are everywhere, and starting this year, even university graduates can't find jobs?
Good heavens, he just partnered with someone to open a shop, and the three years of masks came.
He couldn't hold on, just closed the business, and good heavens, the lockdown was lifted, and industries revived!
He truly didn't catch a single hot meal, but he didn't miss a single mud pit.
Hooray, hooray, applaud for fate.
Now, he finally managed to catch the six-star alignment and become a noble transmigrator.
Oh!
My clan is about to be annihilated. Isn't that surprising, unexpected, and exciting?
Uchiha Feiyun had just managed to build good relationships with the people around him; he was just getting along well with the little girl at the village entrance.
Well, here it comes!
The Ninja World's greatest filial son has arrived.
This tragic noble clan of the Ninja World, truly life is impermanent, like a sausage wrapped in a smaller sausage.
The renowned Uchiha Clan dominated the Ninja World for hundreds of years; outsiders who heard of them were all terrified.
Their reputation had both good and bad aspects; what was before is before, and what is now is now.
Uchiha Feiyun, sixteen years old, an opener of the Two-Tomoe Sharingan.
He wasn't considered outstanding in Konoha, but he was still decent, at least 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.
Escaping was definitely impossible, and even if he escaped the clan territory, outside was probably a dead end.
Should he warn some 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!
If he went to find him, he might be bought one get one free by that "Sarutobi Fugaku"!
"There's no time to think about this!"
Uchiha Feiyun felt the death points getting closer to his home. 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 Ichiya, Uchiha Feiyun's mother, was startled awake: "Fei Yun? What's wrong?"
"Something's happening. You two go back to sleep!"
Uchiha Feiyun knocked out his not-yet-fully-awake sister with a hand chop, then knocked out his mother as well.
"Earth Release: Earth Opening!"
He formed hand signs and used a basic Earth Release Ninjutsu, throwing the two women underground.
Then he used several more basic Earth Release Ninjutsu to simply cover them, leaving them space to move so they wouldn't be buried alive when they woke up.
After doing all this, Uchiha Feiyun took out six exploding 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 none of my business!"
Just then, Uchiha Feiyun sensed that Itachi had already arrived nearby, but the explosion here had also alarmed all the nearby clan members.
Everyone rushed into the street and saw the Asura Itachi emerging from the gate of a clan member's house.
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 take down the murderer.
Uchiha Feiyun's face lit up with joy. A Uchiha gang fight? There's a chance!
He immediately rushed out the gate, intending to join the clan members in taking down the unfilial son.
However, the gathered clan members did not hinder Itachi's slaughter in the slightest.
Instead, it made him kill with even more vigor, as if it saved him the time of searching for people to kill.
"Splat!"
"Crash!"
Hand up, blade down,
Hand up, blade 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 this fierce?
How long has it been? And he's already wiped them all out?
Uchiha Feiyun looked at the slightly panting Itachi, 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, "Splat!"
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! (Curse it all)
Itachi stood not far away, turned his head and scanned around, then walked towards Uchiha Feiyun's house.
Seeing this scene.
Well!
The whole family is together now...
After Itachi meticulously cleared the surroundings, he moved on to other places.
This was already the very end of the Uchiha Clan's territory; there weren't many more houses further 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 escapees, Itachi flashed away from the location.
Looking at Itachi's retreating figure, and then at the bloodied corpses all around him, how could one describe the tragedy?
Calculating based on the time Itachi entered the house, his mother and sister were probably already killed too.
Sigh!
A wave of sorrow surged into his heart. Having inherited the original owner's memories, he was naturally affected by him, and Uchiha Feiyun felt a strong pain over the deaths of so many relatives and friends.
The Two-Tomoe Sharingan in his eyes spun and transformed into a Three-Tomoe!
Wait!
Why does it feel like something's not right...? Huh?
Didn't I already die?
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