"What else is there?"
Kenma's eyes widened imperceptibly. His heart was still reeling from shock as he looked at Fugaku, who had just spoken.
From the moment he had entered, the Uchiha clan had given him more than enough surprises, yet now Fugaku was saying there was more?
'Uchiha, what other surprises do you have that I am unaware of?'
"Please wait a moment, my lord."
Fugaku bowed slightly, then called out towards the boys in the formation, "Qi, come here. Let the lord have a look at you."
A child of seven or eight years old emerged from the crowd. He was handsome, possessing the unique cool temperament of the Uchiha clan.
After running over, he first gave a deep bow to Kenma, then looked at Fugaku.
"My lord, Clan Head."
The boy named Qi behaved in a very disciplined manner. One could tell at a glance that he had received strict training, giving him an air of maturity beyond his years.
Kenma looked at Fugaku in confusion. "This child is?"
"Uchiha Qi, the youngest in our Uchiha clan to awaken the Sharingan," Fugaku introduced the child, then said to him, "Qi, activate your Sharingan."
Hearing the command, the boy closed his eyes as if to gather his emotions. After a moment, he slowly opened them.
His originally black eyes had turned as red as blood, exuding an ominous feeling. A single black tomoe hung within them, rotating slowly before coming to a stop in the lower quadrant.
Under Kenma's puzzled gaze, Uchiha Fugaku explained, "This child, in his life... no, in the first two days after arriving in the Soul Society, had not yet awakened the Sharingan. But just a few days ago, after intense mental stimulation, he actually awakened it!"
The Uchiha are a clan of love, but this love is too profound. Once it erupts, it can have a great impact on a person. The Sharingan is the power awakened under such stimulation.
Although Uchiha Qi was young, he already had a basic understanding of life and death.
Life in the Soul Society was almost identical to his life before, and at first, he didn't notice the difference, thinking that his family had simply moved.
But when he suddenly learned the truth—that he, his parents, his family, his friends, and indeed the entire clan were already dead—the immense mental shock caused the young boy to awaken these cursed eyes on the spot.
After Fugaku's explanation, Kenma understood.
He nodded slightly, then realized a problem.
"If the Uchiha clan can still awaken the Sharingan after death through the power of Yin Release, does that mean they can also evolve it?"
Fugaku's expression became solemn as he nodded. "That is correct."
Evolving to the Mangekyo level required some luck and aptitude, but as for the three-tomoe stage... the Uchiha clan had a thousand years of history; they naturally had methods to stimulate the mind.
The training speed of the Uchiha was related to the strength of their Sharingan; the more tomoe, the better the aptitude.
Based on Fugaku and Shisui alone, Kenma speculated that they had the potential to achieve the third rank of spiritual power in the future.
That was the level of a captain-class powerhouse.
When the three-tomoe Uchiha before him grew up, they would be at least at the level of a lieutenant or a third seat.
And the entire Uchiha clan could provide the full combat strength of at least two Gotei 13 squads.
Even the ancient Four Great Noble Clans couldn't boast such extravagance.
This wasn't a burden at all; it was clearly a treasure trove waiting for Kenma to develop!
He was glad he had agreed to Shisui's request and brought the entire Uchiha clan over. Otherwise, he would have regretted it to death, with nowhere to even cry.
And one mustn't forget, the ability of Kenma's Zanpakuto allowed him to share a portion of his contractors' abilities and spiritual pressure.
No wonder he felt that his spiritual pressure condensation had been much faster these past few days. At first, he thought he had hit a growth spurt in his strength, but he hadn't expected this to be the reason.
These Uchiha had just begun their training, and most of them hadn't even crossed the threshold. If he waited until these people officially embarked on the path of Shinigami training, then—
The future was promising!
The future was incredibly promising!
With the support of these Uchiha clansmen, punching Aizen, kicking Yhwach, and even beating up the Monk and Yamamoto would not be a problem.
At this thought, Kenma's worries about the future big bosses, Aizen and Yhwach, vanished in an instant. He felt that the future was a smooth and open road.
Looking at the Uchiha before him, a strange light shone in Kenma's eyes, his joy overflowing.
"Not bad, truly not bad!"
At this moment, even with Kenma's grim temperament, he couldn't help but feel excited.
Seeing Kenma's sincere joy and praise, Uchiha Fugaku and the others relaxed their brows.
Fugaku's words had naturally been rehearsed, the purpose being to show their new master, Kenma, the potential and advantages of the Uchiha clan.
Now it seemed the effect was outstanding. They would surely be valued more highly in the future.
Through his intelligence gathering over the past few days, Fugaku also knew that his clan had great potential, but he didn't yet have a basic understanding of just how great it was.
Seeing that it was enough to impress Kenma, he had a rough idea.
He also felt quite proud.
'My Uchiha clan is outstanding. Even after death in another world, our talents still shine!'
Kenma's gaze fell on these Uchiha, and he nodded to himself. Suddenly, his expression stiffened, and his thoughts came to a halt.
'Oh no, I didn't bring enough Zanpakuto.'
The main items among the supplies he had brought from the Shihoin estate were Zanpakuto.
Originally, he had estimated that it would be a high number if four or five clansmen in the Uchiha clan had the aptitude to become Shinigami.
To be on the safe side, he had brought a dozen or so more, but he had never expected the number of successful Uchiha candidates to be so frightening.
It had put him in a difficult position.
'Forget it. A few is better than none. I'll just bluff my way through today.'
Kenma sat cross-legged on the wooden veranda. The Uchiha had already brought over the things he had brought.
He tapped his index finger lightly on the wooden box beside him, his gaze sweeping around before finally landing on Fugaku.
"Fugaku, I came this time not only to see how your clan is doing, but also to bring you some things."
"Open it."
Receiving the order, Fugaku's expression became incredibly solemn. He carefully opened the first, longer wooden box.
As the lid was lifted, the first thing that came into view was a bed of straw and wood shavings, upon which lay three wakizashi-style short swords.
Fugaku was stunned at first, then he reacted, a look of astonishment appearing on his stern face.
"My... my lord, could these be?"
"It seems you've guessed."
Before Fugaku and the other Uchiha clansmen, who also showed a trace of surprise after seeing the short swords, a faint smile played on Kenma's lips.
"Just as you guessed, in this box are the dozen or so Zanpakuto I brought. Today, I bestow them upon you."
Receiving confirmation from Kenma, the Uchiha could no longer suppress the astonishment on their faces.
They all looked shocked, staring incredulously at the short swords in the box. Some even stole a glance at Kenma sitting above them, then quickly shifted their gaze back to the swords.
"This is... a Zanpakuto!"
"The symbol of a Shinigami!"
"Bestowed upon us..."
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