Yuzuru chose to evolve the Magnetic Release bloodline (Sand).
Compared to the Chinoike clan's bloodline, the Magnetic Release possessed far greater power, and it was extremely difficult to improve its evolutionary degree through marriage ties.
So the choice needed no hesitation.
As soon as Yuzuru finished speaking, the system's prompt echoed in his mind once again.
[ Ding! Magnetic Release Bloodline (Sand) — Current Evolution: 100%! Gained +1 clan entry draws! ]
"Extract the entry."
[ Ding! Congratulations to the host for obtaining the clan entry draws — Tailed Beast Without a Tail! ]
[ Tailed Beast Without a Tail: Doubles the chakra of all clan members! ]
Hearing the notification, a faint smile appeared on Yuzuru's face.
During his last extraction, he had drawn the trait [Robust and Vigorous], doubling the physical and mental strength of all clan members.
Now he had acquired [Tailed Beast Without a Tail]. With the two working together, it was equivalent to every clan member's chakra being enhanced severalfold compared to the beginning!
The Uchiha clan already possessed large chakra reserves—second only to clans like the Senju and the Uzumaki, who were famous for their chakra quantity.
Now enhanced severalfold, they truly lived up to the name "Tailed Beast Without a Tail."
And these two traits offered greater amplification the stronger the ninja was.
From now on, the Uchiha clan would no longer lack high-level combat power.
"This will make the attack on Konoha quite interesting," Yuzuru said with a soft laugh.
If only he alone were strong, the wolves of Konoha's leadership might chalk it up to sheer luck.
But if every Uchiha ninja became overwhelmingly powerful, then perhaps those same people would die of regret.
After all, they were the ones who had personally driven the Uchiha clan to the opposite side.
Glancing at the still-sleeping Konan beside him, Yuzuru activated Kamui and silently left the room.
He arrived at an empty training field and began to sense his newly acquired Magnetic Release kekkei genkai.
Placing his hand on the ground, he used chakra to create a pile of sand.
With a thought, the sand rose into the air before him.
Just like moving his own limbs, Yuzuru could manipulate the sand freely to perform any action.
"Go."
With a wave of his hand, the sand surged forward and engulfed a wooden post.
Then, Yuzuru clenched both hands. "Sand Binding Coffin!"
Crack!
Under the tremendous pressure of the sand, the thick wooden post was crushed into powder.
Had it been a person, they would have been instantly reduced to pulp.
"Both the speed and the power are quite impressive." Yuzuru nodded with satisfaction as the sand swiftly returned to him.
It gathered beneath his feet, forming a floating platform.
Yuzuru stepped onto it, and the sand lifted him higher and higher.
Moments later, he was hovering high above Kumogakure.
Looking down at the entire village from above, he couldn't help feeling excitement.
From today onward, he had this power of flight.
Yuzuru never imagined that one day he would enjoy playing with sand so much that he would lose track of time.
Only when the sun sank below the horizon did he reluctantly head back.
There was no helping it—flying was simply too wonderful.
Since he had already warned the clan last time, the sudden increase in chakra this time did not cause any major commotion.
Everyone quietly kept the secret in their hearts, savoring the unnatural surge in strength with silent joy and pride.
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Land of Iron.
Snow drifted from the sky, covering the land in white.
Under Yuzuru's lead, Hatake Sakumo, A, Killer B, Uchiha Fugaku, and others arrived before a long mountain range.
Beyond it lay the town where the samurai of the Land of Iron gathered.
Several samurai guarded the gorge entrance, wearing armor, gas masks, and long hilts at their waists.
Seeing Yuzuru's group, they tensed and gripped their weapons.
"Who are you people? Why are you here? Our nation does not welcome shinobi!"
"If you wish to avoid conflict, leave immediately."
One of the samurai shouted coldly.
Ever since shinobi emerged, the samurai had declined.
To preserve their status in the ninja world, samurai across the lands united and eventually formed their own nation—the Land of Iron.
They took pride in being samurai, held fast to their beliefs, and eliminated all shinobi within their borders.
But as shinobi grew stronger and more numerous, they were forced to maintain neutrality for survival.
Yet deep down, the samurai still resented shinobi.
Especially in recent years, when shinobi had even overthrown the daimyō and seized control of countries themselves…
Unforgivable.
Seeing Yuzuru's group unmoved, the same samurai shouted again, "Hey! Are you bastards deaf? Get out before this samurai loses his temper!"
Yuzuru waved his hand casually. "Kill him."
A blue bolt of lightning shot out instantly.
"We're not the bastards—you're the bastards!"
Boom!
A punched the samurai into the air, then swiftly killed the remaining guards.
After finishing, A rammed his body directly through the massive wooden gate, shattering it to pieces.
Just as he prepared to rush in, a flash of steel glinted.
A dodged back, leaving a deep slash carved into the ground.
Led by a man with bandages wrapped around his head, nearly a thousand samurai poured out.
The man glanced at the corpses on the ground and spoke coldly, "My name is Mifune, the current leader of the Land of Iron."
"You attacked our comrades without cause. What is the meaning of this?"
Yuzuru answered calmly, "We have only one goal—to make the Land of Iron part of the Land of Lightning."
"From now on, everything in the Land of Iron will be decided by us."
Mifune's expression darkened in fury.
"The Land of Iron has always maintained neutrality. We do not participate in the ninja world's conflicts, nor will we ever submit to any nation."
Yuzuru shrugged. "If you refuse, then you'll simply be erased."
Mifune stared at him for a moment, then swept his gaze over A, Killer B, Fugaku, and Hatake Sakumo.
Finally, he spoke in a low voice, "Am I to understand that you are declaring war on us?"