Chapter 125: Helping Uchiha Fugaku Open His Eyes
"Mikoto is mine—you all already know that. I've never made her this angry before, yet you dared to ignore my warning and bully her. Are you tired of living? Or do you want to experience the same despair the ninja alliance felt when meteors fell from the sky?"
At this point, Ling Yu's expression instantly turned deadly serious. His Rinnegan activated, and his sharp gaze swept across every Uchiha present.
Then his aura exploded outward. The overwhelming pressure of a Kage-level powerhouse crushed down on the Uchiha crowd, making it hard for them to breathe. The air around them even began to distort visibly.
Having been with Mikoto for nearly five years, Ling Yu had only ever thought of ways to make her happy. He had never allowed even the slightest negative emotion to touch her. So seeing her this furious was something he had never witnessed before.
The fact that Mikoto had become so angry just now meant Uchiha Fugaku must have used something she cared deeply about to threaten her. Otherwise, with her strength, no one would have been able to make her angry—anyone who dared raise a hand against her would have been instantly killed without a chance to fight back.
"Ling Yu…"
Protected behind Ling Yu, Mikoto heard those words. Despite his smaller frame, he filled her with an overwhelming sense of security. Her heartbeat quickened. She looked up at him with eyes full of affection.
"Damn it! She's part of our Uchiha clan—not your Senju clan! As the Uchiha clan head, why shouldn't I have the right to manage her?"
Uchiha Fugaku's face twisted in fury. Although a flash of fear had crossed his mind the moment he remembered Ling Yu's strength, he still forced himself to endure the pressure and shouted through gritted teeth.
It wasn't that Fugaku wasn't afraid of death. He simply knew this was Konoha. The Third Hokage and ninja from every major clan were present. He believed Ling Yu wouldn't dare kill him here.
"Ling Yu, they were trying to use the contributions my family made to the Uchiha clan to force me to stop seeing you. I refused, and that's why we started arguing."
At that moment, Mikoto leaned close to Ling Yu's ear and softly explained the whole situation.
"You really dare, huh? Are you absolutely sure you want to oppose me?"
Hearing Mikoto's words, Ling Yu's gaze turned icy. His aura multiplied in intensity.
In just a few breaths, it surged from Kage-level to ultra-Kage level. The Uchiha crowd could no longer withstand it—every single one of them fainted on the spot. Only Uchiha Fugaku remained, struggling desperately to stay conscious.
Though he hadn't passed out, his condition was miserable. His whole body was disheveled, knees forced to the ground by the pressure. The solid earth beneath him had cracked into two perfect circular craters under his kneecaps.
"What is going on?! Today is not only the day we honor the heroes who fell in the war—it is also the day we pay respects to the First and Second Hokage! What are you doing starting a conflict here?! This is not a place for you to cause trouble!"
Just as Ling Yu was about to act, a stern, aged voice filled with anger rang out.
The next second, Hiruzen Sarutobi arrived with Konoha's high-ranking officials. Even more curious onlookers had gathered around.
"Hmph! Consider yourself lucky. Otherwise, I would have torn off one of your arms today—you wouldn't have left here alive. Now I'll just give you a small lesson."
Not wanting to become a spectacle for the crowd, Ling Yu withdrew his aura with visible irritation.
As he left, he secretly opened his Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan and gave Uchiha Fugaku one quick glance. Then he took Mikoto's hand and walked out of the encirclement.
"Alright, this conflict ends here. Everyone disperse. The memorial ceremony is about to begin—prepare yourselves."
Seeing that Ling Yu had backed off, Third Hokage Hiruzen Sarutobi stepped forward to personally dismiss the onlookers. At the same time, he secretly let out a sigh of relief in his heart.
After the previous incident where he and Danzō had slandered Ling Yu, Ling Yu had made his stance very clear—and it was an extremely overbearing one.
He had no attachment to Konoha. As long as no one touched his bottom line, he could be left alone. But if someone crossed that line—even if it was the exalted Hokage—he was fully capable of acting without restraint.
Most critically, Ling Yu's strength had already surpassed that of the Third Hokage and might even have reached the level of the First Hokage. Even the nightmare of the ninja world—the Nine-Tails—had been effortlessly crushed by him.
After all, someone capable of wiping out ten thousand ninja with a single move and overpowering the Kage-level fighters of three hidden villages was not someone he or Konoha could afford to provoke. Right now, Hiruzen Sarutobi could only keep his head down and behave.
Thinking of this, Hiruzen Sarutobi shot a disgusted glance at Uchiha Fugaku. He gave a cold snort in his heart, then turned and left without another word.
Even I don't dare provoke him—so how dare a little Uchiha clan head who isn't even at Kage level try to challenge him?!
"Clan head, get up quickly. Ling Yu has already left—you don't need to keep kneeling."
After the Third Hokage and the onlookers dispersed, one Uchiha elder—who had arrived late and thus avoided being caught in the earlier conflict—hurried over to Uchiha Fugaku. He reached down to help the still-dazed clan head to his feet.
"Clan head! Clan head! What's wrong with you?"
But just as he was about to let go, the elder saw Uchiha Fugaku's body suddenly go limp, as though all strength had been drained from him. He collapsed to the ground again.
Seeing his clan head's condition, the elder instantly realized something was seriously wrong. He crouched down and quickly checked Fugaku's body.
"This is… genjutsu? How is that possible!"
Discovering that Uchiha Fugaku's chakra was in complete chaos, the elder immediately understood the situation. Shock surged through him.
He never imagined that the Uchiha clan—renowned for its mastery of genjutsu—would one day have one of its own quietly placed under an illusion by someone from another clan. This was a blatant provocation.
The only person capable of doing this was undoubtedly Senju Ling Yu, the "God of Death" of the ninja world. After all, his clan head had just had a direct confrontation with Ling Yu.
"No… this genjutsu is far too advanced. The clan head is still young and lacks experience—he definitely can't dispel it himself. To avoid any accidents, I should take him back to the clan grounds first."
With that decision made, the Uchiha elder prepared to carry his clan head away.
"Ahhh! Senju Ling Yu—I want you dead!"
Just as the elder was lifting the clan head, Uchiha Fugaku suddenly moved.
Like someone possessed, Uchiha Fugaku violently shook off the elder supporting him. He threw his head back and let out a furious roar.
"I want you dead… kill you… kill you!"
After the outburst, Uchiha Fugaku dropped to his knees again—as though he had just endured some unimaginable torment. He smashed both fists into the ground, letting out low, guttural growls.
At the same time, because he was bowing his head, no one could see what was happening in the shadow beneath his face: his three-tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly. In just a few breaths, the three tomoe fused together.
In this moment, his Sharingan finally evolved—from three-tomoe to Mangekyō Sharingan.
"Cl-clan head! Are you alright?!"
The Uchiha elder was startled by his clan head's sudden actions. Seeing him collapse to his knees again, he hurriedly tried to help him up.
"Ha… ha… I'm fine."
Gasping heavily, Uchiha Fugaku endured the mental agony. The madness on his face gradually faded, replaced by a trace of wild excitement.
Fortunately, he had regained clarity just in time to awaken his Mangekyō Sharingan. Otherwise, after being tortured by Ling Yu's "Pseudo Tsukuyomi" for a full five days, he would have ended up like Danzō—fainting completely.
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