Naruto: Eating Kaido's Azure Dragon Devil Fruit-Chapter 318 Uchiha Kenta

The current Uchiha clan compound had not yet been pushed to the edge of the village due to the future Nine-Tails incident.

But even so, the atmosphere within the compound felt somewhat oppressive.

A shadow clone moved swiftly through the clan compound, its senses fully extended.

Indeed, most of the elite forces had been dispatched to the front lines. The number of ninjas remaining in the compound was not high, and their strength varied greatly. It was mostly ordinary clan members, along with the elderly, the weak, women, and children.

The compound seemed somewhat deserted. Occasionally, a few ninjas with activated Sharingan could be seen passing by hurriedly, their expressions mostly grave.

...

The Uchiha clan’s exclusive training ground.

It was already late at night, but the sound of continuous explosions still came from the training ground.

A man, appearing to be in his twenties and wearing the standard Uchiha high-collar short-sleeve attire, stood in the center of the training ground, his hands rapidly forming seals.

"Fire Release, Great Fireball Technique!"

Boom.

A massive fireball roared out, crashing into a distant target and exploding into a ball of flames.

However, the man seemed dissatisfied. His crimson three-tomoe Sharingan was especially conspicuous in the night, his face filled with resentment and discontent.

"Not enough. Still not enough."

He growled lowly, forming seals again.

"Fire Release, Great Fireball Technique!"

Another fireball shot out.

"Sora" appeared in the shadows, carefully sensing the man’s chakra.

’Chakra quantity at Jonin level, three-tomoe Sharingan. Judging by the concentration of his chakra and the power of his Fire Release, his strength should be average to below average among Uchiha Jonin.’

"Sora" scrutinized the man’s face, finding it somewhat familiar.

Soon, a long-buried memory surfaced.

’So it’s him. Uchiha Kenta.’

"Sora" remembered.

Back when he had just been specially recruited by Sarutobi Hiruzen into the Anbu reserve force for the entrance assessment.

It was this Uchiha Kenta who, jealous that an "outsider orphan" like him could directly enter the Anbu, had publicly challenged him, his words full of contempt.

Later, during the Anbu assessment, he had been thoroughly taught a lesson by Sora.

Who would have thought that after so many years, his strength had only grown this little, and he seemed even more resentful.

Just then, Uchiha Kenta stopped his jutsu practice and punched the large tree beside him fiercely.

"Damn it. It’s all because of that damned Sora."

He cursed in a low voice, his tone full of hatred.

"If it weren’t for him. That bastard who came out of nowhere, stealing the Anbu spot that should have been mine. How could I have fallen to this state today."

"Those old fools in the clan are blind too. They only value monsters like Uchiha Takumi. A genius like me is actually treated like worthless trash."

"And the Konoha higher-ups. A bunch of bastards. What do they take us Uchiha for. Watchdogs. Used and then thrown to the front lines to die."

His cursing grew increasingly foul, blaming all his failures and disappointments on Sora, his clan, and the Konoha leadership.

"Sora" listened quietly, thoughtful.

A marginalized, resentful three-tomoe Uchiha, rejected by both clan and village...

...

Uchiha Kenta finally finished his cursing, wiped his sweat, and walked out of the training ground with a look of disgust.

"Sora" followed silently.

Uchiha Kenta’s home was in a relatively remote corner of the clan compound. The house looked somewhat old and not particularly luxurious.

As he pushed open the door, a girl who appeared to be about fifteen or sixteen, with features somewhat similar to his but with clearer and gentler eyes, came to greet him.

"Big brother, you’re back. Did your training go well."

The girl asked with concern, handing him a cup of water.

Seeing his sister, the ferocity on Uchiha Kenta’s face receded slightly. He took the cup and waved his hand.

"Of course. I’ll surpass that guy Uchiha Takumi sooner or later."

The girl smiled without arguing.

"The food is still warm. Big brother, have something to eat first."

"Yeah."

Uchiha Kenta grunted and walked inside.

"Sora" remained in the shadows outside the house, watching the figures of the brother and sister inside.

’He also has a younger sister. They seem to get along well.’

He recalled the undisguised jealousy in Uchiha Kenta’s words earlier when he mentioned "Uchiha Takumi."

The corner of "Sora’s" mouth lifted slightly.

His form slowly melted into the darkness, as if he had never been there, and left the Uchiha clan compound.

The information gathering was mostly complete.

This Uchiha Kenta, whether in terms of strength, temperament, or the bonds he possessed, met Sora’s current needs.

A good. potential "Mangekyō cultivation target."

...

Ten days later, Ascension Island.

Sora’s main body sat in a laboratory chair, eyes closed, concentrating.

Today was the agreed-upon day. The ten shadow clones dispatched earlier to investigate Uchiha intelligence would voluntarily disperse one after another today, bringing back what they had seen and heard.

Buzz.

The first shadow clone turned into white smoke and disappeared. A large amount of memories and information flooded into Sora’s mind.

Followed by the second, the third.

Disorderly images, sounds, and sensory fragments flashed continuously.

The heavily guarded, oppressive atmosphere of the Kirigakure front-line camp. The sparsely lit, somewhat desolate Uchiha clan compound. The Konoha outposts scattered throughout the Land of Fire.

A massive amount of information filled Sora’s mind. He frowned slightly, concentrating, beginning to sort and filter these memory fragments.

Time passed bit by bit.

When the memories of the last shadow clone were also integrated, Sora slowly opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing briefly in his pupils.

The information had been sorted.

Mainly two pairs met his criteria for "potential Mangekyō cultivation targets."

The first pair was a pair of Uchiha brothers discovered in the Kirigakure front-line camp.

The older brother was an elite Jonin with three tomoe, with a cold personality and an extremely strong protective instinct towards his younger brother.

The younger brother was slightly weaker in strength, but had a sensitive and dependent personality.

The two shared a deep bond, meeting the basic conditions for stimulating eye awakening.

The second pair was Uchiha Kenta, who remained in the Konoha clan compound, and his fifteen-year-old younger sister. Uchiha Yami.

Sora leaned back in his chair, fingers lightly tapping the armrest, weighing the options in his mind.

The brothers at the front line were stronger, their bond deeper, theoretically having a higher possibility of awakening the Mangekyō.

But.

They were in the main Uchiha camp, surrounded by Uchiha Takumi and many other Uchiha experts. The difficulty of taking action was high, the risk was great, and it was easy to alert others.

As for Uchiha Kenta.

His strength was acceptable, three tomoe, emotionally extreme, with clear targets of resentment, easy to guide and provoke.

More importantly, he was marginalized by his clan and the village, or rather, he had "isolated" himself from the Uchiha clan.

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