A veteran of the ninja world: surviving from the Six Paths of Heroes to Boruto

What I just saw was merely a corner of the ninja world.

But this one place alone is already so tragic.

In those corners of the world, where the flames of war between the Senju and Uchiha clans, or perhaps the ninja clans, were raging, despair was likely even greater...

Even during Kaguya's reign, things weren't this bad!

I experienced that feeling ten thousand times back then.

Although the conditions were backward, they were relatively able to survive, have enough to eat, and occasionally even enjoy a meal of wild game.

What kind of food did they have during the era they ruled?

Is it the Six Paths Soil?

Thinking of this, Wanci's mood became even heavier.

"What's the point of religion! Why doesn't it open its granaries and distribute food?!"

Wan Ci's face darkened.

Manji knew better than anyone that the Six Paths religion, now established in his name, had spread throughout the ninja world, its power comparable to the legendary Christianity of his previous life.

There are thriving temples, abbots and masters who govern the area, and even exclusive farmland, granaries, and independent finances.

Logically, in times of famine and war, granaries should be opened to relieve the people and protect the common people.

However, along the way, all the temples in the six realms were closed, and the monks remained inside.

Even worse, he personally witnessed the stench of human flesh being cooked emanating from six temples on numerous occasions, which was truly unbearable.

"Damn it, these bastards, all they care about is using my name as the Sage of Six Paths to make money, swindle others, and bully everyone, huh?"

Wanci had a sudden thought and stomped his feet twice!

"Shima!"

A flash of white light, and the hermit Shima of Mount Myōboku appeared.

Upon seeing Manji's ashen face and terrifying aura, Shima immediately bowed deeply, his tone full of respect: "Great Sage!"

"Have you placed any people in the religious sphere?" Wanci asked in a deep voice.

"Yes, Great Immortal!"

Immortal Shima dared not hesitate for even a moment.

"Immediately issue the order that all the temples of the Six Paths open their granaries to provide relief to the disaster victims in all directions, without fail."

Thousands of direct orders were issued.

"Yes! Your subordinate obeys! Great Immortal, please have mercy!"

Shima Senjin was startled, knowing that the plight of the ninja world had become so dire that it had angered the Great Sage, and immediately responded.

Alas, the immortal cannot bear to see human suffering.

Shima transformed into a white light and hurriedly departed to deliver the order.

......

Within a few days, the Six Paths Sect of the ninja world intervened, setting up large pots and porridge stalls throughout the ninja world. Steaming hot porridge was continuously distributed to the starving people, finally leaving a glimmer of hope for the mortals on the verge of despair.

Of course, it was only a sliver of hope.

The specific implementation of the policies varies, and how much will actually benefit those in lower-level areas depends on the situation...

And at the same time

On the battlefield of the ninja world, the battle between the Senju and Uchiha clans has reached a stalemate.

The Uchiha clan possessed overwhelming fighting power, and their attacks were as swift and fierce as tigers.

However, the Senju clan is not to be underestimated.

Senju directly contacted the Uzumaki clan, with whom they shared a bloodline, for reinforcements. With the Uzumaki clan's chakra reserves and sealing techniques, they were able to barely stabilize their position and establish a stalemate with the Uchiha.

During a lull in the fighting, Manji arrived alone near the Uchiha clan's encampment.

Wanci stood amidst the swirling snow, draped in a simple straw raincoat, holding a crude fishing rod, fishing by the deep pool. His aura was as calm as that of an ordinary old man, completely out of place with the bloodshed and carnage of this chaotic world.

Before long, a figure came walking through the snow.

It was Uchiha Fox.

He carried his signature flaming fan on his back, his brows furrowed, and his body radiated an aura of restlessness and hostility. Clearly, he was frustrated by the stalemate in his attacks on the Thousand Hands for days, and had come alone to clear his head.

Halfway there, Uchiha Fox suddenly raised an eyebrow and sharply locked his gaze on the old man fishing in the snow in the distance.

In this chaotic world, corpses litter the fields, people are suffering, and even ninjas must be constantly on guard against fighting. Yet, there are still people who have such leisure and elegance, fishing peacefully in the snow.

After a moment of surprise, Uchiha Kitsune's eyes turned cold instantly, and a crimson light surged from the depths of his eyes!

The Mangekyou Sharingan was activated with a roar!

The cold, piercing gaze locked onto the target ten thousand times, scrutinizing it closely.

Fox's first reaction was that this old man was no ordinary person. He must be a Senju clan ninja using a transformation technique to disguise himself and secretly spy on others!

Even though his Mangekyou Sharingan can see through reality and illusion, and see through all kinds of illusions and disguises!

After some investigation!

The old man before them showed no chakra fluctuations and his aura was pure and ordinary; he was an unarmed mortal old man through and through.

Uchiha Fox thought to himself, slowly withdrawing his eye power: It seems he really is just an ordinary person who doesn't care about worldly affairs.

Already feeling troubled and wanting to clear his head, Fox hesitated for a moment, then slowly walked through the snow towards Wanci.

Stopping in front of the old man, Uchiha Kitsune looked down at him and asked, "Old man, aren't you afraid of encountering danger coming here alone?"

Wanci slowly turned his head, his gaze calmly landing on Uchiha Kitsune, and spoke softly in a detached tone:

"Fox, I pay my respects."

That short sentence caused Uchiha Kitsune's aura to freeze abruptly, and his eyes to darken instantly.

The seemingly ordinary old man in front of him actually called out his name immediately.

Alarms were blaring in his mind, but he forced a calm expression, his gaze sharp as a knife as he stared intently at Wan Ci: "Old man, how do you know my name?"

"Young friend, you don't need to know."

Wanci looked away, then back at the frozen river in front of him; the fishing rod remained motionless.

"The reason I'm fishing here is simply to meet you."

"Who are you?!"

In an instant, Uchiha Fox did not hesitate for a moment. He slammed the Flame Fan behind him into his hand. The tip of the fan gleamed coldly and was aimed directly at Manji, who was sitting and fishing. He shouted a stern question.

He was now absolutely certain that the person before him was no ordinary person.

In the midst of chaos, amidst heavy snowfall and on the edge of the battlefield, how could an ordinary old man remain so calm and composed?

How could she possibly pronounce his name accurately?

Uchiha Kitsune's heart surged with killing intent. He suddenly exerted force in the hand holding the fan, ready to strike directly and completely annihilate this strange old man of unknown origin!

Just as the Flame Fan was about to fall, an invisible and intangible force, as heavy as a mountain, suddenly descended from nowhere and locked his arm tightly.

No matter how much he tried to activate his chakra, his arm remained motionless, and the flaming fan hung in mid-air, unable to be pressed down even a fraction.

Uchiha Fox's pupils shrank sharply, and a storm raged in his heart.

Wan Ci slowly raised his eyes, his voice calm:

"Fox, stop this war."

"If the fighting continues, the ninja world will only collapse completely, and countless lives will be lost."

"You were born an orphan and witnessed the suffering of chaotic times firsthand. Do you really want to see more and more orphans in the world, and for tragedies to repeat themselves again and again?"

"Shut up!"

Uchiha Fox's eyes flashed with a cold light, his crimson Sharingan threatening to boil over. He gritted his teeth and growled, his voice filled with suppressed rage and obsession:

"Stop playing tricks on me, you old codger! You outsiders have no idea what I'm doing!"

What I want is unification! To completely unify the entire ninja world!

"Only when the world is unified and there are no more ethnic conflicts will there truly be no more war and only then will there be true peace!"