I unleashed a Hundred Demons Parade in the Ninja World

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Chapter 64 In the Name of the Curse

Sarutobi Hibi fell silent for a moment.

Beneath his calm, gentle face lay barely contained anger.

He never imagined that everything was going according to plan when he arrived: he humbled himself to express his apologies, returned his clansmen to explain his difficulties, and punished the sinners to show his stance.

After a series of punches, even the most aggrieved Uchiha would become ungrateful and unreasonable if they continued to pester him.

After all, the Uchiha clan did not have all the grounds for this provocation, and directly assaulting the residents who made disrespectful remarks was contrary to their status as law enforcement officers.

Most importantly, as the clan leader, Fugaku Uchiha did not obstruct or protect him in the slightest. Even the instigator, Ara Uchiha, was the kind of naive person who couldn't explain himself and directly admitted what he had done.

but!

What's going on with this suddenly appearing 'root'?

One side attacked the Anbu to rescue their imprisoned clansmen; the other side wanted to kill the Anbu who were unable to resist—or, more accurately, to kill the Anbu who were imprisoned by the Uchiha.

These are completely different things!

Anyone could see through the trickery involved.

Hiruzen Sarutobi truly cursed Danzo in his heart. He naturally knew that Root's move was intended to use the deaths of Anbu members to create greater conflict between Konoha and the Uchiha clan, and then force Itachi Uchiha to compromise and take sides.

But at least you should be absolutely certain before you do it again!

No, wait.

Does the statement that we should no longer deplete the village's resources and use the power of the 'roots' to solve everything mean that those belonging to our own dark faction can be excluded?

It seems that the old man with the wicked ambitions has more than just a desire to weaken the Uchiha clan.

"He's not from the Dark Division."

Hiruzen Sarutobi resolutely denied it.

Even though the guy with both arms severed was wearing a mask and his face was not visible.

Of course, even if the other party does belong to the Dark Division, they cannot admit it at this time.

"Kakashi, go and bring the head of the Yamanaka clan to the interrogation department. We must find out who's behind this man! We need to give the Uchiha and the Anbu an explanation!"

His words were sharp, and his gentle gaze turned cold, just like the valiant Ren Xiong of yesteryear!

"Yes, Hokage-sama."

Kakashi Hatake, who was separating the two Uchiha geniuses, responded decisively.

However, before leaving, he glanced at Uchiha Itachi almost imperceptibly.

He saw those peculiar eyes.

Similarly, when passing through the wilderness, Kakashi also subconsciously paused for a moment.

The boy before me shared the same characteristics as I had in the past, a time when I was known as a cold-blooded ninja by neighboring countries.

"Don't let your life be filled with hatred."

He left after saying that.

After all, the information about ambushing the Anbu and attempting to frame the Uchiha clan is far too extensive.

"I will cover all of your treatment costs."

"Ara did such an extreme thing because he was worried about the Netherfire. Please forgive him, Hokage."

Uchiha Hachimokuh also spoke up at this opportune moment.

He wisely refrained from trying to uncover the identity of a third party or from trying to remove the mask to determine the attacker's identity.

Because both sides need a stepping stone, a buffer.

“No need. I understand Ara’s feelings. Ninjas do need this kind of courage to sacrifice for their comrades. Besides, he saved his fellow villagers. He’s a good kid.”

Hiruzen Sarutobi forced himself to say something that was half against his will.

However, this direct contact also gave them a deeper understanding of the former.

'He harbors hostility towards the weasel, yet possesses deep bonds with his clan comrades. He acts without considering the consequences but is always willing to take responsibility, harboring no ulterior motives. Most importantly, he has considerable potential; with proper training, he could become a formidable weapon of war.'

If we could have made contact earlier, we might have been able to use it for our own purposes.

He had some regrets.

"Today's actions have balanced out our merits and demerits. The most urgent task is to find out who is behind this instigation. Is there anyone from the Uchiha clan willing to go with me to interrogate them?"

After calming down, Hiruzen Sarutobi continued to add.

Upon hearing this, the rather radical Uchiha Inahashi immediately wanted to speak up. His eyes were still filled with anger and distrust. It was possible to fool ordinary residents and clansmen with these hypocritical words, but his eyes would never be deceived!

Without Ara's coercion and force, the situation of the Third Hokage personally coming to their door would never have occurred.

He wanted to see what other tricks this old man would pull.

However, before that, the Eighth Hokage of Uchiha took the initiative and subtly blocked it behind him.

There are some shady dealings they're aware of, and now is not the time to tear off the mask of civility.

"We trust the Hokage, and the interrogation department should not be allowed to be entered by outsiders. The Uchiha should just wait for news."

During this time, although Fugaku Uchiha was the clan leader, he did not utter a single word, as if the title had become a mere formality.

"Alright, I'll have Itachi bring the message back then."

"Itachi, come with me first."

Hiruzen Sarutobi nodded in agreement.

His peripheral vision shifted away from Ara, even though he was extremely interested in the other's strength and Shiro's nature, but in the end, Itachi was still the most useful.

........

“My guardian demon, appear before me. Your name is the woman of the hour of the ox.”

As night deepened, Ara, sitting cross-legged in the hut, softly summoned the yokai, with a bloodstained broken blade beside him.

The words fall.

The space rippled, and a faint ghostly fire ignited in sight. In an instant, this tiny ghostly fire suddenly rose and expanded, like a portal that could traverse space. A girl embracing a straw doll slowly walked out of this ghostly fire portal.

"Hey, Lord Ara, you don't seem to have bled today."

She tilted her head slightly, scrutinizing the boy in front of her, a hint of joy in her eyes.

I still vividly remember the way the other person resolutely cut their hand to apologize to me a few days ago.

Moreover, it seems that annoying, icy girl isn't here today either.

'Could it be?'

'Da me, da me, da me yo.'

A faint blush appeared on the girl's lovely cheeks.

"Is it possible to kill the opponent using the remaining blood clots?"

Without making any other connections, Huang picked up the broken blade and got straight to the point.

Today, although we were not able to kill Itachi, we have roughly figured out his strength.

Without the Kaleidoscope, that guy no longer has any chance of defeating me. The power of the rosary combined with my eye power is enough to withstand the illusion from the three-tomoe jewel.

"Huh?"

The woman of the ugliness, whose cheeks were showing a faint hint of joy, froze instantly.

'I knew it! I knew it! How could summoning me be for anything else?!'

Despite her embarrassment, she still reached out her small hand and took the broken blade, paying no attention to the bloodstains on it, nor did she care whose blood it was.

Sniff.

The woman of the hour of the ugliness wrinkled her delicate nose.

"It has an unpleasant taste."

She muttered to herself, intentionally or unintentionally.

Then, he rubbed the blood clots from the knife onto the straw doll, and a ghostly green flame ignited in his palm, while a murmured chant lingered around the hut.

"In the name of the curse, with this blood as a sacrifice..."

As soon as the words were spoken, the bloodstain that had merely been smeared on the straw doll seemed to come alive, slowly soaking and completely engulfing it. At the same time, the eerie green flames transformed into solid spikes, hammering into the straw doll's dantian, qi hai, and qi gate positions.

"Cast the Death Curse!"

As she finished speaking, the girl's voice grew increasingly cold.

I didn't quite catch Chapter 65.

The eerie green cursed fire gradually engulfed the blood-stained straw doll, and the originally slightly rosy cheeks of the Ugly Woman also turned pale.

"I'm sorry, Lord Ara."

"My power was insufficient to kill it with the curse."

Her words revealed her frustration and apology.

He had a rare opportunity to perform on his own, but it ended in failure.

"Well, it's okay."

Never let any opportunity to kill Itachi slip by; if it cannot be easily dealt with, then I will personally eliminate it next time.

This is Huang's idea.

"However, that bad guy won't have an easy time for the next month. I've also left a curse root in his body. If I can face it directly, or get more fresh blood, I'll definitely make him wish he were dead."

The woman of the hour of the ox shook her clenched embroidered fist, looking fierce.