Naruto: Experience Pain, Start by Copying the Entire Shinobi World

The forests of the Water Kingdom are colder and more gloomy than anywhere else.

The rain, fine as needles, pattered on the broken branches and leaves, making a soft rustling sound. It also fell on Uchiha Shisui's young face, mingling with his tears, which streamed down his face.

All around him was a battlefield in ruins.

On the muddy ground lay three cold corpses, his companions with whom he had spent every day.

Further away were the corpses of more than a dozen Hidden Mist ninjas, each with a different manner of death, their faces still frozen with the last trace of terror.

Shisui knelt before the last fallen companion, a man with a broken knife stuck in his chest, his eyes wide open as if still staring at him.

"I'm sorry... I'm so sorry..."

Shisui's shoulders trembled violently, and suppressed sobs escaped from her throat.

In his eyes, the Sharingan that originally had three tomoe had somehow connected into a strange pattern of four windmills, spinning wildly in endless grief, and shedding two lines of piercing blood tears.

Kaleidoscope Sharingan.

It blossomed in the most tragic and painful way.

But he felt no joy at all, only excruciating pain.

He won; he single-handedly killed all the pursuers.

But he lost, and lost miserably.

……

Meanwhile, in another forest.

"You bunch of blind fools! If you're so capable, stop chasing me and fight me one-on-one!"

Obito leaped awkwardly between the tree trunks while shouting loudly as he turned around.

Behind him, seven or eight Mist Ninjas were hot on his heels, raining down all sorts of Water Release ninjutsu on him as if they were free.

"Water Release: Water Chaos Waves!"

"cut!"

Obito performed a backflip, narrowly avoiding a high-pressure water cannon, but he stumbled and almost fell off the tree.

He is filled with regret right now.

He shouldn't have been so reckless as to run out all by himself.

Now look what's happened; instead of finding Brother Zhishui, I've been chased like a rabbit.

"Watch my Uchiha clan's once-in-a-century genius burn you all to ashes with Fire Release!"

Obito formed hand seals, took a deep breath, and puffed out his cheeks.

"Fire Release: Great Fire..."

He couldn't catch his breath and choked on his own saliva, coughing violently.

The few Mist Ninja were dumbfounded.

What kind of clown is this Konoha sent?

……

A fleeting shadow silently landed on the treetops at the edge of the battlefield.

Qianxuan looked at the boy kneeling in the rain, exuding an aura of despair, and his brows furrowed almost imperceptibly.

He did not appear immediately, but simply watched quietly.

Until Shisui's suppressed sobs gradually subsided, leaving only numb sobs.

Qian Xuancai leaped down from the tree, his toes lightly touching the slippery mud without making a sound.

Shisui suddenly raised his head, his scarlet Mangekyou Sharingan with its bizarre patterns locked onto Qianxuan, filled with vigilance and killing intent.

"take it easy."

Qianxuan spread his hands to indicate that he had no hostile intentions.

"I am from Konoha, Sakuya Chigen. I have come to find you at the request of the Fourth Hokage... no, I mean, at the request of Minato Namikaze and the Fugaku clan head."

Shuoye Qianxuan.

Of course, Shisui had heard of this name.

Heroes of the Battle of Kannabi Bridge.

The murderous intent and wariness in Shisui's eyes slowly faded, replaced by a deathly grayness.

"They...are all dead."

His voice was hoarse, as if it had been sanded.

Qianxuan walked to his side, looked at the cold corpse, and remained silent for a moment.

"The dead cannot be brought back to life. Please accept my condolences."

He crouched down, patted Shisui on the shoulder, and then, quite naturally, placed his palm over Shisui's eyes, which were streaming with bloody tears.

Warm, vibrant green chakra was slowly poured in.

[Ding! Bloodline successfully cloned: Uchiha bloodline (pure)!]

He forcibly suppressed the ecstasy in his heart, maintaining that compassionate expression on his face.

Become!

Uchiha bloodline!

He felt the new, innate power within him.

but……

Qianxuan frowned.

Why not the Mangekyou Sharingan?

On the system panel, the bloodline section now only shows "Uchiha Bloodline (Pure)," while the eyes section remains empty.

What's going on?

Why do you get a spare part with the purchase and expect me to assemble it myself?

Just as he was about to greet the entire system family.

A massive flow of information, mixed with indescribable pain, surged into his mind.

That was the pain that belonged to Uchiha Shisui.

The helplessness when a companion is tortured and killed, the despair of watching one's last friend die in front of one's eyes, and the anger and grief that consume everything.

These emotions are no longer those of an observer, but rather those of someone experiencing them firsthand.

Qianxuan felt as if his heart was being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain almost suffocating him.

At the same time, the pain he had "restored" when he treated those dozens of Uchiha ninjas in the camp seemed to have found an outlet, and it all erupted at this moment.

My eyes felt burning and stinging.

Weakness from depleted chakra.

The regret of mission failure.

The anger of being betrayed by a companion.

Countless kinds of "pain" belonging to the Uchiha clan intertwined in his mental world, forming an impenetrable net.

Every time he used "reply," he was experiencing the other person's pain.

And this pain will not disappear into thin air.

They settled down, accumulated, and waited for an opportunity to erupt.

Now, the opportunity has arrived.

boom!

The newly formed Uchiha bloodline within his body merged with the massive Yin attribute chakra.

A cold, profound power surged wildly into his eyes.

Qianxuan closed his eyes.

[Ding! Eye Technique Activated!]

[Sharingan: Three Tomoe!]

Qianxuan's mind was completely clear.

It turned out to be the case.

The Sharingan of the Uchiha clan is a bloodline limit that transforms strong emotional fluctuations, especially negative emotions, into special chakra that acts on the optic nerve.

I simply took a shortcut in a more direct and "despicable" way.

He didn't experience those pains, but he "felt" them.

"I see……"

Qianxuan slowly opened his eyes, and in his dark pupils, three black tomoe were slowly rotating.

His face revealed an almost enlightened, sacred expression.

"Feel the pain."

Embrace the pain.

"Understanding pain..."

He murmured softly, as if expounding some supreme truth.

Shisui, standing to the side, was already stunned by Qianxuan's healing methods.

He could feel his eyes, which had been in excruciating pain from activating the kaleidoscope, rapidly recovering.

That warm power even soothed his overexerted mental energy.

This man is simply a god.

Then, he saw Qianxuan close his eyes, and after a while, open them again.

Then, he heard Qianxuan utter those words, which seemed to contain the ultimate truths of the universe.

Zhi Shui's brain buzzed.

He looked at Qian Xuan, at the detached expression on his face, and at the three swirling tomoe in his eyes.

He got it!

So that's how it is!

The power of the Sharingan does not stem from hatred or anger.

It stems from an understanding of "pain"!

Only by truly understanding pain can one harness its power and use it to protect, not destroy!

Senior Qianxuan must have gone through endless suffering to be able to say such a thing!

Shisui looked at Qianxuan, and his expression changed instantly.

It was a mixture of worship, reverence, and the fervor of finding a mentor.

He stood up abruptly and wiped away the tears and blood from his face.

Then, under Qian Xuan's somewhat astonished gaze, he imitated Qian Xuan's earlier actions, slowly raising his head and looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle.

He struck what he thought was a very handsome and profound pose, and spoke, word by word, in a philosophical and extremely solemn tone:

"Feel the pain."

Embrace the pain.

"Understanding pain."

Qianxuan: "..."

He stared dumbfounded at the boy in front of him who had suddenly developed a case of chuunibyou (middle school syndrome).

Huh? I think so too!