Born with a great love for the Uchiha

"It's not always reliable either."

The caravan was moving very slowly.

Ninjas are fast travelers; if they travel at full speed, it only takes them one or two days to travel from Konoha to the Land of Rice Fields.

But an oxcart can only travel a maximum of thirty or forty miles a day to carry goods.

Uchiha Gen and Uchiha Shisui were not in a hurry. They traveled with the team during the day and took turns keeping watch at night.

The journey was marked by frequent stops and starts, and the entire trip appeared to be smooth sailing.

But in reality...

Gen Uchiha's [Lightning Sense] is almost always active.

Along the way, he discovered at least three groups of ninjas secretly spying on him.

However, those people only observed from a distance and showed no signs of making a move.

Nearly a week later.

The caravan finally left the territory of the Land of Fire and entered the land of the Land of Fields.

Due to the war between the two major northern countries in recent years, the small country of Tian has inevitably been affected.

Most of the villages along the way were dilapidated and the fields were barren.

There's a small village ahead.

The caravan leader pointed to a cluster of indistinct buildings not far ahead and said with a broad smile.

"You two ninjas must be tired from your journey. I'll treat you to drinks once we get to the village."

Uchiha Gen and Uchiha Shisui exchanged a glance.

They both read the same meaning in each other's eyes—

The big one is coming.

Chapter 44: Amaterasu Strike Detected on the Way! (Please read on! Please vote with monthly tickets!)

The caravan moved slowly forward, and the outline of the small village became clearer and clearer.

Just then.

Uchiha Gen suddenly stopped in his tracks.

Beside him, Uchiha Shisui stopped at almost the same time.

"Two ninja masters?"

The caravan leader jogged over, a fine layer of sweat beading on his forehead.

"The village is just ahead. Let's hurry in and rest. Everyone's exhausted from walking all this way..."

But Gen Uchiha still didn't move.

Uchiha Shisui did not move.

"You two sirs?"

The caravan leader's voice carried a hint of urgency and impatience.

"Look, the sun is so strong. Even if people aren't tired, the cows want to drink water. Let's—"

"Yakamashi (So noisy!)"

Uchiha Gen's voice was as cold as a kunai, decisively cutting off the caravan leader's words.

The caravan leader stopped, a desolate expression on his face. He moved his lips but remained silent.

Because Uchiha Gen's eyes had turned scarlet.

Three jet-black magatama slowly rotated within the blood-red iris, their invisible power seemingly capable of freezing one's soul.

The caravan leader's attitude finally became respectful, and he clearly called out.

"Master Ninja!..."

"Although it may implicate innocent people."

Uchiha Gen stared at the caravan leader, his voice calm to the point of being indifferent.

"But never mind... let's beat them all up first!"

The moment the words fell.

Uchiha Gen's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

A streak of silvery-white lightning flashed through the caravan, so fast that even Uchiha Shisui could only catch a blurry trace of it.

boom! boom! boom!

A series of dull thuds sounded almost simultaneously.

In the time it takes to breathe.

Everyone in the caravan—the manager, the driver, and the crew—fell to the ground, unconscious.

There were no screams, no struggles, not even time to react.

When Gen Uchiha reappeared in his original position, the lightning bolt slowly dissipated into the air.

Uchiha Shisui watched this scene, his lips twitching slightly.

"Yuan, you're pretty quick and efficient."

"It's all thanks to Brother Zhishui's excellent teaching."

Gen Uchiha smiled and looked up at the village ahead.

A few wisps of smoke rose gently, appearing exceptionally peaceful and serene under the midday sun.

Everything seems normal, except—

It's too quiet.

There were no birdsong, no insect chirps, and even the sound of the wind seemed to be suppressed by something.

"Brother Zhishui, you must have noticed by now, right?"

"of course."

Uchiha Shisui reached out and pressed his hand on the hilt of his sword, preparing to fight.

"Not a single bird flew across the sky... Something is very wrong with this village."

"There are eight people in the building to the left and ten people in the building to the right. They are all well-trained ninjas, and each of them has a strong life energy. They are at least Chunin level."

Uchiha Gen's [Lightning Sense] had already scanned the entire village's situation clearly.

"In addition, there are some corpses scattered in some corners of the village, with penetrating wounds, throat slits... a very typical ninja style of killing. There are no other living people left in the village."

"……what?"

Uchiha Shisui was momentarily stunned.

No, bro, this isn't right, is it?

You really opened it?

Even his Sharingan couldn't see that clearly.

Uchiha Gen had already figured out what color the other person's underwear was.

With battle imminent, Uchiha Shisui quickly banished these chaotic thoughts from his mind.

"It's about to start, Yuan."

Uchiha Shisui took a deep breath.

"Is the chakra reserve sufficient?"

“…Brother Zhishui”.

Uchiha Gen reluctantly interrupted Shisui, who was eager to try.

"If you know there's a trap ahead, wouldn't it be incredibly stupid to step right in?"

Uchiha Shisui appeared calm and reliable on the surface.

In reality, he's still a hot-blooded Uchiha at heart.

Upon hearing Uchiha Gen's words, Uchiha Shisui couldn't help but cough twice.

So what do we need to do now?

"We're not going in."

Gen Uchiha looked at the village, a slight upturn at the corners of his mouth forming a cold, stern smile.

"Wait for them to come out."

A minute passed.

Two minutes passed.

The ninjas hiding in the village ahead probably knew that they had been exposed.

next moment.

A violent surge of chakra suddenly erupted from within the village.

A sudden gust of wind arose!

The violent airflow whipped up the dry dirt road surface, carrying away gravel, withered grass, and fine sand, forming a vast, yellowish-brown smoke screen.

In the blink of an eye, a cloud of dust and smoke engulfed the space hundreds of meters in front of the village.

Even with the Sharingan's perception, it is greatly diminished within this man-made physical smoke screen.

Only those with white eyes can see through things.