I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

"I'm your sister."

"No matter what happens, she will always be your sister."

Uchiha Izumi clenched her fists and growled, her beautiful eyes already bloodshot.

Huang just stared blankly at the girl in front of him, at a loss for what to do.

A beam of light seemed to be pouring in from the crack.

"Are you hungry?"

Quan asked.

"hungry."

"Sister Quan."

Chapter 24 Don’t mess with me!

early morning.

Huang still woke up at 5:30.

Dressing, washing up, organizing ninja tools, and strapping on weights—the series of actions were performed with practiced ease.

Although the low-level pills he obtained from daily tasks didn't provide much of a boost to his abilities, as a saying from his previous life goes, even a mosquito's leg is still meat.

Moreover, I need this kind of training to help my body regain its senses after recovering from injury.

Before leaving, Huang subconsciously turned around and glanced at the little nest where he had lived for five years.

Although it has been cleaned up with the help of Quan Jie, some traces of the mess still remain.

However, none of this matters anymore.

Improving his strength is the first thing he needs to consider.

The morning air was somewhat heavy.

As soon as Huang stepped into the commercial street, he attracted the attention of the early-rising tribesmen.

"Ha, you despicable wretch."

Some of the people on duty, who were eating breakfast, looked at them with disdain and spoke with contempt.

These days, Ara's reputation has completely plummeted, especially among the younger generation of ninjas.

After all, the Uchiha clan is extremely proud and finds it difficult to tolerate such sneak attacks.

"Exactly, I don't know what the clan elders were thinking, that they were able to keep them here."

Words of agreement followed, carrying the same sentiment.

Huang ignored it.

Let these comments fall on me.

only.......

"Can you two eat? If not, get out of here!"

"Think about what I was doing when I was eight years old. I didn't have the talent and I didn't know how to work hard. I was still a Chunin when I was a teenager. I didn't even know how shameful I was."

The sudden outburst from the breakfast stall owner was like a shrew's roar, leaving the two police officers stunned.

"Huang, so early again? Want to have a bowl of noodles?"

She then immediately changed her attitude, calling out to the passing boy with enthusiasm, a stark contrast to her previous demeanor.

Upon hearing this, Uchiha Arana's steps, which were intended to escape silently, faltered. After taking a few hurried steps forward, he finally stopped.

"No, thanks."

After saying that, he walked back towards the edge of the clan's territory, but suddenly felt much better.

"Mom, do you really not know what he did while sparring with Itachi?"

"They attacked from behind for mere fame and fortune!"

"The whole clan has heard about it, why are you still treating him like this?"

Only after the criminal had left sight did one of the police officers who had been reprimanded speak again, his tone full of resentment.

In my memory, my mother hadn't scolded me like this in a long time, especially for an outsider who was carrying a criminal charge!

"Do you really think so too?"

The stall owner, having looked away, slowly asked in return.

Although she lacks chakra and cannot become a ninja, as the proprietress of a small shop, she possesses a keen eye that many others lack.

"Yes."

Without any further thought, the man responded through gritted teeth.

His circle of friends is furious about this, believing that Ara has disgraced the Uchiha clan.

Upon receiving the answer, the old woman's face immediately darkened, and her words began to sound somewhat disappointed:

"If you can also persevere in training for five years without fail, rain or shine, from morning till night, no matter what you become, you will be my pride!"

"Besides, what has he ever fought for with his status and power over the years?"

"I heard your captain mention that Huang's family only has half a box of soldier's rations!"

"Would such dedication be tied to mere fame and fortune?"

In her haste, she suddenly grabbed a tablecloth and began to shoo the two away:

"Get out of here! Stop eating! Go on patrol! Just looking at you makes me angry!"

"Auntie, why are you hitting me too?"

The ninjas who were affected felt a bit aggrieved. Their early shift meant patrolling until noon, and in this extremely early morning, there were hardly any breakfast stalls open.

Most importantly, he had only taken one bite.

"I made this for your mother. If you're not happy, go back and ask her yourself. If you're hungry, eat some soldier's rations!"

The old lady stood with her hands on her hips, exuding an air of dominance.

"Huang, it's been a few days since I've seen you, and I'm not used to it. Let me help you carry your shopping basket, Grandma."

"Ara, when will you have time to tutor Haru in ninjutsu?"

"......"

As Huang walked down the street, his eyes began to redden, and his gaze involuntarily lowered. He didn't want others to see him like this.

"I'm fifteen minutes late today."

The familiar voice reached my ears once again.

Looking up, I saw the Eighth Hokage of Uchiha standing at the entrance of the clan's territory. His clothes were slightly damp, indicating that he had been there for quite some time.

"Uncle Yashiro".

Huang greeted him respectfully.

Looking at the boy in front of him, Uchiha Yasaka felt a lump in his throat, and the words of comfort and encouragement he had prepared all night vanished at that moment.

The other person seemed sensible and obviously didn't need any guidance.

"Hey, don't lose it again next time."

He handed over the sword in his hand.

The clan has forbidden providing any more resources to Ara; however, the ninja tools from before are naturally not included.

This chakra blade was retrieved from the lake by the Eighth Hokage, which took quite some time.

"Thank you, Uncle Yashiro."

Gripping the familiar hilt of the sword, Huang could no longer hold back the tears in his eyes.

On a distant street corner, a figure stood quietly, silently observing everything that had happened along the way, lost in thought.

.......

"Stop here, you are not welcome here."

A stern and righteous rebuke, along with a clear and firm refusal, kept Uchiha Ara outside the clan's exclusive training grounds.

In his field of vision were three young clansmen who looked no older than Ara. The headbands tied around their foreheads also proved that they were at least Genin-level ninjas.

They never interacted on a regular basis.

No.

The leader seemed to be named Uchiha Naki, five years older than Ara. He was quite talented, always ranking in the top three in his class at the academy. He had once challenged Ara in private, but after being beaten up, he never contacted him again.

At that moment, his eyes held both pleasure and mockery.

Although the two clansmen behind Yu did not speak, their disdain was easily discernible.

Huang didn't speak, but silently glanced at the clansmen in front of him before turning and leaving.

This slight rejection is nothing at all.

"Hmph, at least you have some self-awareness, but you think you can replace Itachi?"

"ridiculous."

Nai Shu's mocking voice came from behind.

Huang paused, his body slightly turned to the side, his gaze filled with coldness. That person's name was the thing he hated most, without exception.

Upon seeing this, Uchiha Naki suddenly stopped talking, a sense of panic welling up from the bottom of his heart.

He recalled the fear of being easily defeated in the past, and what's more, the other party even dared to lay a hand on the chieftain's son!

However, Ara eventually suppressed his restlessness and headed towards Konoha City, where there were other training grounds.

However, Naoki's good fortune did not extend to the others...

"Hey, isn't this the Uchiha clan's genius?"