MM Racing Chapter 96: Uchiha Fox's Confession
Chapter 96: Uchiha Fox's Confession
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After hearing the information about Uchiha Kitsune
Upon hearing this, Manji, who was on the Sendai platform, slightly raised his lowered eyes, a barely perceptible hint of surprise flashing across them.
But in the blink of an eye, things returned to normal.
Black Zetsu and Fukasaku, who had been waiting quietly to record the major events in the ninja world, were both shocked, their faces filled with astonishment.
"Uchiha Kitsune won a game he shouldn't have won, and the Six Paths Lord will definitely not let him get away with it."
Black Zetsu turned to the side, lowered his voice, and whispered to Fukasaku beside him.
"......."
The old man's face suddenly tightened, his brows furrowed, and his lips pressed together. He did not speak, but the solemnity in his eyes grew even deeper.
It's not that it cares about winning or losing; if Uchiha Kitsune were still alive, wouldn't the war have to continue?
It is still the mortals who suffer.
He stood on the Sendai platform ten thousand times, lost in thought and speechless.
Subsequently
"You've worked hard, you can go now."
Wanci looked at Bai Jue and said gently.
"Your Excellency, I have not suffered any hardship."
Bai Jue bowed respectfully and nodded, then prostrated himself and quietly retreated from the platform.
Black Zetsu and Fukasaku remained standing with their heads bowed, quietly awaiting Manji's final decision.
Looking at the surging sea of clouds outside Mount Myoboku, Wanci suddenly smiled with relief, his heart no longer troubled.
What more can I say now that things have come to this?
With a mere wave of his hand, Wanci conjured up an ancient stone tablet engraved with the story of the battle between the reincarnations of Indra and Asura!
Wanci condensed a wisp of immortal magic at his fingertips, raised his hand and landed on the stone tablet, solemnly carving two deep marks under the battle record column of the Indra lineage.
On the stone tablet, the score of the battle between the reincarnations of Indra and Asura was fixed at two to one.
Manji slowly put his hands behind his back, his tone calm and even, and instructed Black Zetsu and Fukasaku beside him: "That's it, just record it truthfully."
Black Zetsu and Fukasaku nodded in unison and bowed to accept the order.
Fukasaku retrieved the bamboo slips recording the official history of the ninja world, dipped his brush in immortal ink, and with a steady hand and solemn strokes, inscribed each word and phrase in the style of official history:
"In the 91st year of the Ninja Calendar, during the Battle of Sato River, the Uchiha clan chief, Kitsune, returned to the battlefield after disappearing for a year at Falling Fox Cliff. Despite being blind, he used his swordsmanship and ultimate sensory abilities to defeat Senju clan leader Senju Futen. He won by losing an arm and fighting in blood, reversing the Uchiha clan's fortunes and becoming a legend in the ninja world."
Wanci stood with his hands behind his back, looking up at the sky above Mount Myoboku.
Perhaps, this is what a fox should be like.
However, there's no need for me to continue.
The Uchiha clan will no longer fight, and the situation will remain deadlocked.
"A forbidden technique left behind by Uchiha Kitsune? I already know what it is. Oh well, that's that."
Thousands of times, he lowered his eyes slightly.
Things have already come to this point; if I interfere any further, I'll just become a troublemaker in the ninja world.
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Deep within the Uchiha clan's territory, a minimalist Japanese-style room was shrouded in dim light and shadow.
Uchiha Kitsune sat cross-legged on the tatami mat.
His left sleeve hung limply, and his eyes were still covered by the black cloth.
Gone was the fierce, murderous aura of Sato Kawa, who had fought bloody battles on the battlefield; all that remained was a melancholy and tranquility born from having experienced life and death and seen through fate.
Two Uchiha elders knelt before him, their heads bowed, their expressions filled with barely concealed trepidation.
"Chieftain..."
After much deliberation, one of the elders finally lowered his voice and spoke.
"Now that Senju Futen is dead, the Senju clan is leaderless. Should I, the Uchiha... continue this war to the very end?"
He asked cautiously, his heart filled with apprehension.
Twenty years of fierce fighting have already drained the clan's last reserves. Their supplies, morale, and fighting strength are all stretched to the limit. If the clan leader insists on continuing the war, internal strife within the Uchiha clan is inevitable, and they may even face annihilation.
Uchiha Kitsune remained silent for a moment, then slowly exhaled a breath of stale air, his voice soft yet carrying a profound sense of relief:
"So be it. Fate cannot be defied; what is destined to be yours will be yours, and what is not, you cannot force."
The two elders were startled, exchanged a surprised glance, and looked at each other with disbelief in their eyes.
The clan leader before me, after escaping death at Fallen Fox Cliff and returning with a severed arm and blindness, has achieved such a profound understanding of the world. He no longer possesses the obsessive arrogance of unifying the ninja world that he once had, and his realm has far surpassed that of the past.
"The clan leader is wise!"
The two immediately bowed and shouted in unison.
Uchiha Kitsune nodded slightly and softly instructed, "From this day forward, the entire clan shall lay down their weapons and devote all their efforts to nurturing the next generation. Those young clan members I previously favored shall immediately take over the administration of the Uchiha clan, and I shall retire to a semi-hidden role and no longer manage important clan affairs."
"The clan leader is wise!"
The elders bowed again, their voices filled with relief and respect.
"Go on, thank you for your hard work."
Uchiha Fox's voice became much gentler.
The two elders rose and retreated to the doorway, exchanging a glance, both filled with doubt.
Since his return, the clan leader seems to have become a completely different person. He has lost his murderous and violent aura and gained a gentler and more peaceful demeanor. He has even become much gentler in his interactions with others.
"I am willing to go through fire and water for my clan chief!"
The two bowed to each other, gently closed the door, and quietly left.
The room returned to silence.
Only Uchiha Kitsune remained alone.
Uchiha Fox slowly raised his hand and groped to push open the sliding door to the courtyard.
A cool autumn breeze, carrying the fresh scent of fallen leaves, swept over his blindfold, across Fox Kong's swaying left arm, and dispelled the last trace of ferocity in Fox's heart.
A withered yellow leaf twirled down and gently landed in his outstretched palm.
As his fingertips touched the delicate veins of the leaf, long-dormant thoughts surged within Uchiha Fox's heart.
"My name is Uchiha Kitsune, and I was born an orphan."
"Ever since I can remember, I've had a deep-seated feeling that I could never live an ordinary life; I'm destined to stand at the pinnacle of the ninja world and look down upon all living beings."
"Everything that followed proved this perception to be true."
"I rose from an orphan, cultivating, becoming stronger, and gaining power, eventually becoming the head of the Uchiha clan, crossing the river in white robes, and becoming a force to be reckoned with in the ninja world."
"I was never surprised, because I already knew this was my destined path."
"At that time, I was overjoyed and convinced that I was the chosen one favored by God."
"It's as if fate has already paved the way for me. No matter what dangers I encounter, I can turn them into safety and survive desperate situations. I am never afraid because I know that fate does not want me to die."
"But that certainty shattered completely after I killed Senju Uzuki."
"I was horrified to discover that the unseen sense that had guided me had vanished."
"At first I thought it was just a coincidence, but later, everything went wrong, the situation reversed, the road ahead was full of thorns, and even my own choices and actions gradually became out of my control."
"I finally understand a cruel truth."
"The will of this world will never be swayed by anyone's obsession."
"I put in all my effort and painstaking planning, but whenever I reached a critical juncture, fate would always be forcibly reversed and follow its predetermined path."
"I went from being the so-called chosen one to a puppet in the hands of fate, or rather, I have always been a puppet in the hands of fate."
"What's even more tragic is that I'm fully aware that I'm a puppet, watching helplessly as I act out one farcical scene after another, a scene I can't control, within the script of my destiny."