Naruto: Uchiha is not Raikage!

Kaguya Otsutsuki walked over, took Yuuko from Seiji's arms, and gently patted her back:
"It's time to go to bed."

"I want to sleep with my father and mother..."

"Otsutsuki Hako said coquettishly."

Kiyoshi looked at Kaguya Otsutsuki, who nodded slightly.

So, that night, the family of three squeezed into that large bed.

Otsutsuki Haguro slept in the middle, holding Kiyoshi's finger with her left hand and tugging at Kaguya's clothes with her right. She quickly fell into a deep sleep, a sweet smile on her lips.

Kiyoshi lay on his side, looking at Kaguya across from him.

Moonlight streamed in through the window, illuminating her face, making her exquisite features appear exceptionally soft in her sleep.

After an unknown amount of time, Kaguya Otsutsuki suddenly opened her eyes, her pure white pupils gleaming faintly in the darkness.

"Seiji."

she called softly.

"Ok?"

"You just said... to take it for research."

Kaguya Otsutsuki spoke in a low voice, afraid of waking Hagoromo Otsutsuki.

"Seriously?"

"of course."

Kiyoshi replied.

"To truly master power, one must analyze it. The eye techniques within the Rinnegan are essentially divine arts."

Kiyoshi looked at Kaguya Otsutsuki.

Kaguya Otsutsuki nodded slightly.

Moreover, she also discovered something.

The ninjutsu that Kiyoshi taught her can actually be seen as an imitation of "divine arts".

Of course, imitation does not necessarily mean it is bad.

Kaguya Otsutsuki discovered that the space-time ninjutsu Kiyoshi had taught her were all very powerful.

However, if she were to follow her original path, she would only be able to control the power within her bloodline.

As for what kind of magic will reside in the eyes, it's purely a matter of luck.

Ninjutsu, however, has added more techniques, enough to deal with all sorts of situations.

Thinking of this, Kaguya Otsutsuki glanced at her home.

These were also created by Kiyoshi using ninjutsu.

Without ninjutsu, it really wouldn't be that convenient.

Is it because of these things that Kiyoshi wanted to study them?
Kaguya Otsutsuki thought to herself.

"Do you have a plan?"

After a long while, Kaguya Otsutsuki asked.

There are no specific plans at the moment.

Qingsi spoke the truth.

"However, I will notice them as soon as they arrive."

"Ah."

Otsutsuki Kaguya nodded.

She suddenly realized that Kiyoshi was different from her.

As an Otsutsuki, her starting point for thinking about problems is "completing the mission", "acquiring chakra" and "obeying the rules".

Even though things have changed, that ingrained way of thinking still exists.

Kiyoshi, however, was different. He was completely unbound by the rules of the Otsutsuki clan; his thinking was freer, more... domineering.

…………

Half a month passed like sand slipping through our fingers, and the capital of the Ancestral Kingdom welcomed an unprecedented grand event.

The training ground used for ninja training was expanded several times over, with a simple stone platform built in the center.

Thousands of people stood solemnly around the high platform, their eyes filled with awe.

These people came from the Land of Ancestors and surrounding villages; they were all practitioners who had already begun to master chakra.

Kiyoshi stood on the high platform, with Kaguya Otsutsuki standing slightly behind him. Her pure white eyes swept over the crowd below, like a goddess looking down upon the mortal world.

Yuzhi stood at the very front of the crowd. Today, she had specially changed into a brand new light blue dress, and her long hair was carefully styled into a bun, revealing her forehead and slender neck.

She could feel the black curse mark on her abdomen getting warm, as if it were responding to something.

"From this day forward, I will establish the Ninja Sect here."

Kiyoshi's voice was transmitted through chakra, clearly reaching everyone's ears, as if it were resounding directly in their hearts.

These are Qing Si's thoughts over the past two weeks.

It's far too slow to let the ancestral country spread the word.

Therefore, it would be sufficient to establish an organization that is independent of the state.

"The Ninja Cult is the root and lineage of the chakra cultivation path."

He paused, his gaze sweeping across the audience:
"Chakra should not be just a scattered power, but should become a systematic, inherited, and regulated path of training. The Ninja Sect will be born for this purpose."

As soon as he finished speaking, a line of text that only he could see appeared in Kiyoshi's field of vision:

"You have mastered the entry: [Master of the Ninja Sect (Red)]".

[Entry: Master of the Ninja Clan (Red)]

[Requirements to be met: Establish a systematic chakra training system, set rules for its inheritance, and gain the approval of over one hundred chakra practitioners.]

Progress: (Completed)

【Effect:
【

You can sense the location of all the Ninja Clan disciples.

Your charisma is rising, making it easier for you to gain followers.

Your total chakra has increased by 600%.

Your chakra recovery speed has been increased by 600%.

Your chakra control precision has increased by 600%.

Your personal cultivation speed will increase by 600% from its original level.

As your Ninja Clan expands, your total chakra will increase slightly.

When someone sincerely and sincerely believes that they are a disciple of the Ninja Sect, their understanding of ninjutsu will improve.

】

【Note: You can continue to advance later. 】

A hint of a smile flashed in Kiyoshi's eyes.

Sure enough, this triggered a new entry.

Moreover, the effect of the red-marked words is as powerful as ever.

Those fixed increases further strengthened Kiyoshi's power, making him even more unfathomable.

Perhaps if he gains a few more red attributes, his chakra will be greater than the natural energy of the entire planet.

Furthermore, the new mechanism provided by the entry is also quite good.

The Master of Ninjutsu (Red) can actually increase his chakra reserves as his ninjutsu improves.

If one day, the successors of the Ninja Cult are all over the world, wouldn't he be able to increase his chakra level without doing anything?
How much can it improve?

What about 100,000 people, 1 million people, 10 million people, or 100 million people?

After looking at the entry for a while, Kiyoshi continued:
"The Ninja Sect has three levels: Elders, Inner Disciples, and Outer Disciples."

"Outer disciples will begin learning chakra refinement and control, and master basic physical techniques and theories."

"Inner disciples must pass an assessment to prove that they are proficient in at least three D-rank ninjutsu and possess combat skills."

"Elders are those who have made outstanding achievements in ninjutsu, theory, and contributions, and are responsible for teaching disciples, managing sect affairs, and spreading the way of ninja."

Kiyoshi's gaze fell on the haori:
"Haori".

"exist!"

Yu Zhi quickly stepped forward and bowed in response.

"You are the first elder of the Ninja Clan, the head of the elders, responsible for teaching the inner disciples the basics and continuing the mission of spreading the chakra seed."

Hagoromo trembled slightly with excitement:

"Yes, Ancestor!"

Kiyoshi nodded, then looked at a few people in the crowd whose chakra fluctuations were relatively strong.

That was the person he had chosen after observing them for some time; their talent and temperament were both quite good.

"Enjiro, Maki, Ryuichi, and Aoi, you four are the leaders of the inner disciples. You will assist Yui in managing the outer sect and strive to cultivate diligently so that you can be promoted to elders as soon as possible."

The four people whose names were called were both surprised and delighted, and hurriedly stepped forward to bow.

Next, Kiyoshi announced some basic rules of the Ninja Cult. The rules were not strict, but they established a basic framework of order.

Finally, he raised his right hand, palm up.

"Today, the Ninja Clan is founded. All ninjas, follow me and form the hand seals."

Once you become a member of the Ninja Clan, you can call yourself a ninja; this is a rule established by Kiyoshi.

Thousands of people in the audience raised their hands in unison, imitating Kiyoshi's gesture.

Even Kaguya Otsutsuki watched this scene with a hint of curiosity. She had seen Kiyoshi create the "Pure Land" and improve the Divine Tree, but this was the first time she had ever seen an organization established so formally.

"This is a hand seal I created called the 'Ninja Seal.' It can accelerate the process of refining chakra and also force those with little chakra to refine more, increasing their chakra limit, but not by much."

Kiyoshi intends to use this as the mark of the Ninja Clan.

It's equivalent to applying chemical fertilizer.

Let the leeks fertilize themselves, grow fat and strong, and when their lifespan comes to an end, these souls will be led by the Grim Reaper to the Pure Land, carrying the power they had in life.

Finally, after their chakra is harvested, these souls become like mortals and are reincarnated.

This was the initial system established by the Qing government.

The disciples below the stage imitated Qing Si's hand seals.

"From this day forward, you are disciples of the Ninja Clan. Diligently cultivate yourselves and never forget your original intentions."

"Yes, Ancestor!"

The audience responded with mixed but passionate responses.

Kaguya Otsutsuki watched this scene, a thoughtful look flashing in her pure white eyes.

She suddenly understood why Kiyoshi did this: it wasn't just about spreading chakra, but also about establishing order, establishing a lineage, and bringing scattered power into the system.

This is far superior to simply bestowing power.

…………

Two months later.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki returned to the vicinity of the Divine Tree, travel-worn and weary.

In the past two months, he has traveled to more than a dozen countries around the area and witnessed the various changes brought about by chakra.

He saw the brighter side: a village used earth-style techniques to reinforce its dikes and successfully withstood a flood; an old doctor used water-style techniques combined with herbs to cure a fatal illness; and several young people worked together to use fire-style techniques to cultivate new farmland...

But he also saw the darker side: two families fought over the mines, using ninjutsu and killing dozens of people. After a group of bandits learned basic ninjutsu, they became even more rampant in their robberies. There was even a nobleman from a small country who hired ninjas to assassinate his political enemies, causing bloodshed throughout the country...

Every time Hagoromo Otsutsuki saw these things, the conflict in his heart deepened.

When he returned to the sacred tree, Hagoromo Otsutsuki was practicing Gentle Fist.

Upon seeing his elder brother return, Ōtsutsuki Hamura ceased his attack, a smile spreading across his face:
"Brother, you are back."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki nodded, his expression weary and heavy.

"Where's father?"

"Father and Mother are at their residence. By the way, brother, do you know that Father founded the Ninja Clan in the Land of Ancestors? There are now more than two thousand ninjas."

Hamura Otsutsuki spoke with a hint of pride.

"I heard it's developing very quickly, and people from many surrounding countries are coming to learn from it."

Otsutsuki Hamura believed that in a few years, this number could reach tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands.

It's not unimaginable that one day everyone could become a ninja.

After all, the handprint passed down from his father was the "Ninja Seal".

It seems that some chakra can be converted at the cost of life force.

Although lifespan is shortened, one can still meet the minimum requirements and become a ninja.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki frowned:

"Ninjutsu sect? An organization that teaches ninjutsu?" "Yes, Father said he wanted to establish a systematic training system to make the inheritance of chakra more orderly."

Hamura Otsutsuki, oblivious to the odd tone in his brother's voice, continued speaking.

"Haori is an elder now. She works very hard and has already trained dozens of disciples who are proficient in ninjutsu."

"Teaching ninjutsu..."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki repeated in a low voice, his tone complex.

"Does Father not know that ninjutsu is being used to kill each other?"

Otsutsuki Hamura was stunned:

“Brother, why do you say that? Father taught ninjutsu so that people would have the ability to protect themselves and improve their lives. Those who abuse power have their own problems, not the problems of ninjutsu.”

"But if Father hadn't taught them ninjutsu, they wouldn't have been able to cause such great damage!"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki's voice suddenly rose.

"Hamura, don't you understand? Chakra should be a power that connects hearts and promotes understanding, not a tool for fighting and starting wars!"

Hamura Otsutsuki frowned and spoke to his older brother in a serious tone for the first time:

“Brother, you’re being too extreme. A knife can be used to cut vegetables, but it can also be used to kill people. Just because someone uses a knife to kill someone, does that mean we should ban everyone from using knives?”

"But ninjutsu is not a sword!"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki retorted.

"The destructive power of ninjutsu far exceeds that of ordinary weapons. A single fire jutsu can burn down a house, and a single earth jutsu can alter the terrain. If this power is abused, the entire world will be engulfed in war!"

"Then, Father founded the Ninja Clan and established rules precisely to prevent abuse, wasn't it?"

Otsutsuki Hamura looked at his brother with a puzzled expression.

“Isn’t it much better to teach in an orderly manner and to restrain it with rules than to let chakra spread out in a disorderly way?”

Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo remained silent.

He knew his brother was right, but the unease in his heart just wouldn't go away.

In the past two months, he has witnessed too many tragedies caused by ninjutsu.

Problems that could have been resolved through negotiation were instead seized by force because one side possessed ninjutsu.

Those conflicts that were originally evenly matched turned into one-sided massacres because of the introduction of ninjutsu.

Humans are far too vulnerable to ninjutsu.

But the father and mother... never seemed to care about this issue.

They simply impart power and build organizations, without considering the consequences of those powers.

"Hamura Otsutsuki, you don't understand."

Hagoromo Otsutsuki finally sighed.

“You haven’t seen those scenes with your own eyes…you haven’t seen a fire jutsu engulf an entire family, you haven’t seen earth jutsu bury living people alive…that’s not power, that’s disaster.”

Seeing his brother's pained expression, Ōtsutsuki Hamura felt a pang of sadness in his heart.

He stepped forward and said softly:
“Brother, perhaps… perhaps you should talk to Father, tell him what you have seen and heard, and your worries. Father must have his own considerations, and perhaps he can answer your questions.”

"talk?"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki gave a wry smile.

"How do we talk to him? Tell him that it's wrong for him to spread chakra? Tell him that the Ninja Clan he founded is creating disaster?"

"Brother!"

Ōtsutsuki Hamura's voice became stern.

“You can’t think of Father like that. He is our father. He gave us life and taught us to grow. Everything he does must have his reasons.”

"Reason? What reason?"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki was somewhat out of control.

"To collect chakra? For the fruit of the Divine Tree? Or for... some other purpose we don't know?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted them.

Hamura Otsutsuki stared wide-eyed at his brother in disbelief:

"Brother, how...how could you say such things about Father?"

"I……"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki wanted to explain, but the words stuck in his throat.

The two brothers stared at each other, a suffocating silence filling the air.

Finally, Hagoromo Otsutsuki turned around, his voice weary:

"I'm going for a walk."

"Brother!"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki tried to persuade him to stay, but Hagoromo Otsutsuki had already left quickly, his figure disappearing into the forest.

Hamura Otsutsuki stood there, gazing in the direction his brother had left. After a long while, he whispered:
"Brother, what's wrong with you...?"

After leaving the area of ​​the Divine Tree, Hagoromo Otsutsuki wandered aimlessly.

His mind was in turmoil; he was confused by his father's actions and felt guilty for questioning him.

He walked for an unknown amount of time until he came to a valley. There were two villages in the valley, facing each other across a stream.

Each side had a dozen or so people, armed with crude weapons, and the atmosphere was tense.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki, hiding behind a tree, listened for a while and understood the reason for the conflict.

The construction of dams in upstream villages has affected the water sources of downstream villages.

This is an issue that could have been resolved through negotiation, but neither side is willing to back down, and there have already been several small-scale conflicts. Today, it seems that a complete showdown is about to take place.

What made Hagoromo Otsutsuki's heart sink the most was that he sensed fluctuations in chakra in both teams.

Although it is very faint, it does exist.

"We must settle this today."

The leader of the upstream village was a burly middle-aged man, holding a wood-chopping knife in his hand.

"The dam cannot be demolished; our village's fields depend on it for irrigation."

"Then what about our fields?"

An old man from a downstream village said angrily.

"Without water, all our crops will die of drought! You're trying to kill us!"

That's your business.

The middle-aged man did not back down.

"Come and fight if you dare!"

Both sides' forces began to advance, and conflict was imminent.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki couldn't stand it anymore.

He emerged from behind the tree, and with a few leaps, appeared in the open space between the two groups of people.

"who?"

Both were startled and looked warily at the stranger who had suddenly appeared.

Moreover, he had two horns on his head and looked very strange.

This made them feel somewhat like that "Goddess of the Rabbit".

Hagoromo Otsutsuki surveyed the crowd, his pure white eyes filled with compassion:

"Fighting won't solve anything. You all have chakra, so you should use your chakra to understand each other instead of hurting each other."

"Chakra?"

The old man from the downstream village was stunned.

"You mean... that magical power passed down from the Ancestor?"

Hagoromo Otsutsuki nodded:

"Chakra is the power that connects hearts. If you are willing, I can teach you how to communicate with chakra, understand each other's thoughts, and find a solution that both of you can accept."

A middle-aged man from an upstream village scoffed:
"Communication? Understanding? Kid, you're too naive. This world is all about strength. There are three people in our village who can use that kind of power. What about you? Can you beat us?"

Behind him, three young men stepped forward and formed hand seals.

Although it was unfamiliar, it was indeed the starting stance for ninjutsu.

Hagoromo Otsutsuki felt a pang of pain in his heart.

Is this how the power passed down from my father is used?
Used for threats and oppression?
He took a deep breath and said slowly:
"No, you are wrong. Chakra should not be used for fighting. Today, I establish the 'Suppressive Heart Sect' here."

"The Heartless Sect?"

Everyone was stunned.

"Ren means perseverance, and Xin means mind and understanding. Renxin Sect is a path of training that connects the mind with chakra to promote understanding and peace."

"I am the founder of the Renxin Sect. My path is to enable all those who refine chakra to communicate with each other, resolve conflicts, and create peace together."

He looked at the three young men who were about to use ninjutsu:

"Are you willing to learn the true way of chakra, not for fighting, but for understanding, for communication, for creation?"

With that, Hagoromo Otsutsuki displayed his power.

Flames, water, and lightning all manifested in his hands.

Without a doubt, it could easily destroy everyone in this village.

The others exchanged glances, also sensing the danger.

Could this person be the offspring of the Ancestor and the Goddess?
The three young men looked at each other, and the handprints on their hands disappeared without them realizing it.

Ōtsutsuki Hagoromo then looked down at the people in the downstream village:

Are you willing to try new ways to solve problems? Not through fighting, but through understanding?

The old man from the downstream village hesitated for a moment, then finally nodded.

Do they have a way to refuse?
For the rest of the day, Hagoromo Otsutsuki remained in the valley.

He taught both of them how to use chakra for simple conscious communication, to express their feelings and thoughts more clearly, and to be more sensitive to each other's emotions.

It was difficult at first, as both sides had deep-seated grudges and were highly wary of each other.

But with Hagoromo Otsutsuki's patient guidance, they began to try to communicate.

When the middle-aged man from the upstream village truly felt the anxiety and despair of the elderly in the downstream village during the drought, his attitude softened.

When the people in the downstream villages understood that the upstream villages built the dam for survival rather than to deliberately make things difficult for them, their hostility lessened.

Of course, this is inseparable from Hagoromo Otsutsuki's identity and his powerful strength.

Ultimately, the two sides reached an agreement that the dam could be preserved, but the upstream villages would need to divert some of the water flow to the downstream villages and assist them in building water storage facilities.

In exchange, downstream villages provide some of their labor to help maintain the dam upstream.

As the sun set, the people from the two villages sat together, sharing simple food. Although the atmosphere was still a little awkward, the initial hostility had disappeared.

Standing at a distance, Hagoromo Otsutsuki watched this scene, a complex mix of emotions welling up inside him.

There was some relief, because he had indeed prevented a conflict.

But there is also sadness, as this is just a small valley with two small villages.

And how many more such conflicts are happening or about to happen around the world?
Can he stop one, or can he stop them all?

Was it right or wrong for the father to pass on his chakra?

he does not know.

But he knew he would continue on that path, continuing to pursue his ideals in his own way.

…………

At the same time, at Kaguya's residence.

Kaguya Otsutsuki lay on her side on the soft tatami mat, holding a thread-bound book in her hand, engrossed in reading it.

Today she was wearing a loose-fitting light purple robe, the lapel slightly open, revealing a hint of the depths of human nature.

This is the scene that Kiyoshi saw when he entered the room.

He raised an eyebrow, approached silently, and his gaze fell on the book cover... "The Art of Husband Taming".

Kiyoshi's expression immediately turned strange.

Kaguya Otsutsuki, why are you still reading this kind of book?

Did you find this at the market in the Land of Ancestors again?

Kiyoshi thought to himself.

He reached out and gently patted Kaguya Otsutsuki's plump buttocks; the touch was soft.

Why are you looking at this?

Kaguya Otsutsuki stiffened slightly, sensing Kiyoshi's presence, but quickly relaxed. (End of Chapter)