Naruto, the strongest Uchiha from signing in.

There was no time to look back as the invisible fluctuations of time and space suddenly spread and dissipated along with the dragon vein that soared into the sky.

After the extreme silence, only the strong wind blew, and after the smoke and dust dispersed, the high tower that bound the dragon vein had long since turned into ruins.

"Damn it, damn it! Damn you little Konoha brat. I have wasted so much energy here. My dream of unifying the ninja world is ruined!"

Kneeling weakly on the ground, An Lushan looked dazed and didn't notice at all that a young man in orange clothes and blond hair fell from the sky and hit him hard.

"It hurts! Where is this place? Where's Captain Yamato? Where's that bastard Centipede?"

Dark shadows came closer and closer, and Minato Namikaze turned his gaze and felt that the young man in front of him was strangely familiar.

"Hanazuki is not here. Look at that forehead protector. Are you also a ninja from Konoha? Don't worry. We are also ninjas from Konoha. We have been ordered to investigate the situation in Loulan."

"Eh? Loulan? Come to think of it, I was indeed in a ruin called Loulan just now. I am Uzumaki Naruto. Have you seen Yamato-sensei?"

..............

My consciousness was groggy and my whole body was aching. In a trance, several unfamiliar voices echoed in my ears.

"Who is this kid? The pattern on the mask is a family crest I've never seen before. Is he a spy?"

"Wait, the family crest on this guy's back is a flaming fan! Is he a member of the clan? Whose family is he?"

"This child has never been seen before. Anyway, put him in a cell first and make a decision after a thorough investigation."

I felt the mask of the three-eyed fox being lifted up, and a strange face opened my eyelids. I was startled to see a strange man in blue clothes and robe with long hair draped over his shoulders.

"Hey! Look! Mangekyō Sharingan, this kid has activated the Mangekyō!"

The familiar three magatama rotated slightly, and several Uchiha clan ninjas were overjoyed. In such a difficult moment, nothing was more exciting than a young man who opened the Mangekyō Sharingan.

The three of them looked at each other and quickly brought Huayue to the center of the village. When Huayue lost her last consciousness, the last word she heard was "weapon".

Time flowed slowly, and it was unknown how much time had passed. When Huayue opened his eyes, the dim candlelight and the constant pain all over his body made his veins bulge.

His clothes were soaked with cold sweat, and he forced himself to look around. An old man with white hair and blue clothes and robe was tremblingly using a brush dipped in ink to continuously paint on Huayue's body.

It was as if she was completing a rare work of art, with concentration and piety. However, for Huayue, who was treated as a "work of art", this feeling was not very pleasant.

"Where is this place?"

"Are you awake already? This is of course the base of the clan. Being able to speak means that your brain is not injured. Very good, very good."

The old man nodded in satisfaction and drew the last stroke of the regular technique. However, he still had no intention of stopping and continued to draw the next set of techniques.

"No matter who you were before, from now on you are Nameless No. 2. As a weapon of the Uchiha clan, you must live for the continuation and glory of the clan."

"After the spell is completed, go back to the dungeon and fight for your people when they need you. This is your destiny and your honor!"

The corner of his mouth twitched. It seemed that the old Deng in front of him had not yet figured out the situation. It was rare to meet someone who was willing to speak, so he might as well take this opportunity to gather information.

"You mean weapons? What era is this?"

The old man was stunned at first, then looked over with a gloating look and said with satisfaction.

"Did you really break your brain? That's good. Weapons without memories are easier to control. Now is of course the Warring States period. As a weapon, you only need to remember to defeat our enemies."

"The Sarutobi clan, the Hyuga clan, and the most annoying one, the Senju clan, who are always hostile to our Uchiha clan. Once we meet these ninja clans on the battlefield, we must do our best to kill the enemy!"

"The purpose of your existence is to ensure the prosperity and survival of the Uchiha clan. Don't even think about escaping from here. What can a child like you who is not even an adult do?"

The old man's smile was full of cruelty, as if he couldn't wait to see Huayue's panicked expression.

However, Hua Yue had a blank expression on his face. He glanced at the winding patterns on his body and spoke coldly, as if the spell just now was not set for him.

"What is this technique?"

"You have too many questions, little brat. Take off your tone and let the weapon know its place!"

boom!

A punch hit him right in the abdomen, shaking the ink and brush beside him. The expected expression of pain did not appear on that elegant and handsome face, and the old man's expression became even uglier.

"Tsk, you guys! Lock this brat up with Wuming, and make him suffer if he behaves disobediently."

"However, I have to remind you in advance that a curse has been placed in your heart. If you dare to attack the tribe members, you know the consequences."

The old man made an explosion gesture, sneered and left the secret room. Several Uchiha clan members who had opened the three magatama carried Huayue away and threw her into a cold and damp cell.

"A mere brat dares to be so arrogant to the elders of the clan. Hey, let him suffer a little, as a ceremony to celebrate his becoming a weapon!"

After a beating, the three men left refreshed, leaving Huayue, covered in bruises, lying in the cell.

"In the Warring States Period, Nameless No. 2 left a lot of information, but that doesn't mean I will forgive you, bastards."

In his inner world, Black Nine-Tailed Fox laughed heartily, filled with endless joy.

"Hahahaha! Arrogant little brat, your 'people' are really enthusiastic. Now your face is no different from a pig's head. It's a rare sight."

"Stop talking. I'll take care of you later. Where's the Book of the Red Moon?"

He subconsciously looked around, and finally found the silent Book of the Red Moon in the depths of his heart.

The originally simple and dull bamboo scroll has turned into flowing purple waves, looking a little illusory, as if it were sleeping after eating.

"You've really made me suffer. If nothing changes, don't blame me for using you as firewood."

After cursing viciously, Huayue turned her head away and spoke in a calm tone.

"Kurouma, concentrate the chakra of the immortal technique. The aftereffects of the time-space travel have passed. It's time to give these ignorant Uchiha a little shock."

"Are you finally recovered? By the way, is it okay for the little brat next to you to see that pattern?"

"The kid next to you?"

After the connection was severed, Huayue stood up and looked around. The medical chakra created by the palm fairy technique instantly healed her face and body.

"who are you?"