Konoha's Mission Master

“No problem!” Fugaku Uchiha immediately agreed.

Although the profit margin is relatively low, it can still be a huge income if the number of land deeds is large enough.

"Lord Yakumo, approximately what is the scale?"

"The three major blocks each occupy one-third of the area."

"...!"

Fugaku Uchiha could no longer maintain his composure. The teacup in his hand was almost crushed by his unconscious grip. This was a piece of meat that could feed the Uchiha clan to their hearts' content!

“I also have requirements,” Yakumo said.

"If anyone in the Uchiha clan tries to profit from this, they will have to compensate me a hundredfold for my losses and immediately terminate any future cooperation. I hope you won't disappoint me." Yakumo's tone was solemn, with a hint of warning.

Since it's a transaction, some terms should be clarified beforehand to avoid future trouble.

"Understood, I will go and catch it myself."

Fugaku Uchiha solemnly expressed his approval. He suddenly felt somewhat fortunate that he had defied public opinion and allowed Itachi Uchiha to become a disciple of Lord Yakumo. This had led to various opportunities and the current situation that allowed the Uchiha clan to transform.

"The Uchiha clan is restless and arrogant because of their strength and power. This is not good. The Fourth Hokage increased the power of the Security Department because he wanted to treat everyone equally."

Since the Uchiha clan will be the future managers of his business, there are some things he needs to make clear. After the Senju clan chose to retire, the Uchiha clan suddenly became very powerful, unknowingly harming many people.

This aroused hostility from many people, but due to the powerful strength of the Uchiha clan, they temporarily buried these resentments deep in their hearts.

"I understand."

Fugaku Uchiha was momentarily alarmed, because he had also noticed the recent changes in his clansmen, but he didn't take it to heart, since they were the victors now.

The victor should enjoy the glory from a high place.

However, Yakumo's words prompted him to reflect, because no one is always the victor. Sometimes it is necessary to be tolerant and let go of competitors. After all, the Uchiha and many other ninja clans were only fighting for interests, and there was no deep hatred between them.

Having figured this out, Fugaku Uchiha stood up and bowed to Yakumo.

"Thank you for your guidance, Lord Yakumo."

"There's no need for that."

Yakumo only spoke a few more words because Uchiha Itachi was his disciple. In the past few months, his soul domain had controlled almost all the movements in Konoha, including the dissatisfaction of the ninja clans with the Uchiha clan.

The two discussed some minor details, finalized the specific cooperation strategy, and the method of annual profit sharing.

When Fugaku Uchiha heard that Yakumo donated all of his annual profits to Konoha, he couldn't help but feel a surge of respect.

In his mind, Yakumo had been completely deified.

"Lord Yakumo, where should I go to retrieve the land deed?"

"Just ask Minato Namikaze about this," Yakumo said.

"I understand."

Fugaku Uchiha nodded respectfully again before getting up and leaving.

The proud Uchiha clan leader has been completely conquered by Yakumo's personal charm, and has become like Yakumo inside and out.

"Yakumo, don't you dislike interfering in other people's fates?"

After Fugaku Uchiha left, Masako Mori came out of the living room. Neither Yakumo nor Fugaku Uchiha lowered their voices, which meant that... Masako Mori heard the whole story from beginning to end.

“Uchiha Itachi is, after all, my student,” Yakumo replied.

"This is why the Uchiha clan is destined to be different from others in your heart."

Mori Masako sat in the spot where Uchiha Fugaku had been sitting, took out a new cup, and poured herself some slightly bitter green tea.

She bought these teas from a store last year, and only now, after drinking them, did she realize that you get what you pay for, which caused her facial expression to contort.

"Since you have interfered with the Uchiha clan, you will have to bear the consequences of interfering with them in the future. Fate is a strange and wonderful thing."

"This tea is a bit bitter. Next time, I'll brew the tea brought from Fugaku."

Yakumo didn't take it too seriously; the future size of the Uchiha clan was of little concern to him.

Are you questioning my taste in tea?

Mori Masako asked back, but her hands didn't stop moving as she picked up the packet of tea and threw it into the trash can.

Yakumo manipulated the airflow to catch the tea leaves, returning them to the center of the round wooden table, and then transferred them into the porcelain tea container.

"You bought it, don't waste it."

"I really don't know how Fugaku managed to make this kind of tea seem so sophisticated."

Masako Mori pursed her lips and sighed with a strange expression.

"Haha, the enjoyment of tea doesn't depend on the teacup, but on who you drink it with."

Yakumo understood that his gift would give the Uchiha clan an immense boost, potentially making them the strongest ninja clan in Konoha, which would shatter the fragile balance maintained within the village.

"Yes, Lord Yakumo is remarkable. He donates hundreds of tons of gold without hesitation, yet he can't bear to throw away tea worth a few hundred dollars."

Masako Mori stared at Yakumo with some curiosity. She found that this person always had a captivating charm, and just when she thought she understood him, a new charm would emerge.

"This is different."

When Yakumo first transmigrated, he was excited about the hundreds of thousands of yen. At that time, he was only concerned with himself and was very careful about every penny. But later, he obtained two hundred million yen from Shinichi.

My first reaction was that it was a hit.

My second reaction was that I realized it might be time for me to help others.

Over the years, he has donated money many times, simply hoping that Konoha will become a better place, simply hoping... that those struggling to survive can have a better life.

Masako Mori stood up and grabbed Yakumo's right hand.

"Let's go have a baby."

.........

That evening, in the conference room at the Uchiha clan compound.

Fugaku Uchiha sat in the main seat, still wearing that incomparably gorgeous haori. His expression was cold and hard, like a marble sculpture, with half of his face hidden in the darkness... like a king in the dark.

"I obtained the management rights to all the land deeds from Lord Yakumo, and we can get about 10% of the profits every year." Fugaku Uchiha's gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes gleaming with a fierce light.

"That's too low! We're from the Uchiha clan!"

Someone immediately voiced their dissatisfaction, shouting loudly.

Fugaku Uchiha's eyes grew even more ferocious.

"If you think it's too little... ask him to leave, strip him of his privileges to attend core meetings, and prevent his descendants from enjoying the Uchiha clan's resources. He will also be denied special treatment if he wants to join the Security Department."

The man who had just spoken turned ashen-faced, his expression a mixture of fear and anger. He knew perfectly well that Fugaku Uchiha had the authority to do so, and he was filled with fear and anger because he had once rendered many service to the Uchiha clan.

"That's too much."

The newly appointed Uchiha clan elder, Uchiha Hengyan, was somewhat dissatisfied, especially since the person who was dragged out was actually one of his subordinates.

"Everyone present understands Lord Yakumo's power. These land deeds are for us to manage, and naturally we can also give them to the Senju clan. Don't forget that Lord Yakumo and Tsunade... are master and disciple."

"What we need to discuss is how to seize this opportunity, not whether we can increase the dividend ratio."

Fugaku Uchiha's gaze swept over the crowd, his eyes growing increasingly cold.

"Don't take yourself too seriously. In that person's eyes..."

"No, you are not worthy of being noticed by that lord at all!"

..........

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Chapter 448 Anniversary Celebration, Improvement in Swordsmanship

That evening, Yakumo bid farewell to Mori Masako. Although Mori Masako was extremely reluctant, she was persuaded by him and went alone to the secret base in Ryuchi Cave, claiming that she needed to go into seclusion for training.

Tonight, his soul, belonging to the game system and a super player, awakens within him, quietly awaiting the passage of time.

Anniversary celebration events... will be updated soon.

[Anniversary event refreshed.]

[The biggest discount of the year; miss it and you'll have to wait another year.]

Yakumo immediately opened the anniversary shop with practiced ease, his eyes instantly scanning all the catalogs.

But he just didn't see any player-exclusive items.

Close the anniversary store and reopen it.

Yakumo searched for the exclusive item from top to bottom again. After several attempts, he finally bought two Dao Transformation Scrolls with some disappointment and then closed the anniversary shop.

Many years ago, the anniversary shop featured the Glory Sword Box. For the next two years, the anniversary shop didn't offer any new items, just like it is now...

Yakumo obtained the Key to Hell and Death, an item of great value. As a result, the anniversary shop failed to refresh with player-exclusive items the following year.

The storage scroll opened, and Yakumo grasped the key. It was a completely black key, as if one could hear the presence of wronged spirits, with pure white light spots wandering within it.

The handle of the key is shaped like an intricate twelve-pointed star, with each point inlaid with a gemstone of a different color, extending into a straight, jet-black cylinder, ending in a square cross.

A blood-red gem is set in the center of the cross.

The energy flowing within this gem was remarkably similar to that of Yakumo when he used the Mark of Prayer; it was an energy of the same source, eerie and ominous, corroding everything around it.

Yakumo stared at the crimson gem as if gazing into the abyss.

After a long while, he put away the key in his hand.

"What would happen if I explored the world connected by the key tomorrow?"

[Warning: The player's entire party will be wiped out.]

"At what level can we safely return?" Yakumo continued to ask.

He had only intended to give it a simple try, but he didn't expect the game system to be more useful than he thought; it could actually predict the success rate.

[Hint: Requirement 1: Clear the 12th floor of the Arena.]

[Hint: Condition 2: The Wood Release Secret Technique's mastery level exceeds 50%.]

The game system responded quickly, but the answer surprised Yakumo greatly. These two conditions meant that he had no hope of exploring that world of hell and death for at least two years.