bioinnovel Chapter 238 When Uchiha Itachi [the Filial Son] Discovers that Uchiha Itachi [Has Both Parents Alive
Chapter 238 When Uchiha Itachi [the Filial Son] Discovers that Uchiha Itachi [Has Both Parents Alive
Chapter 238 When Uchiha Itachi [the Filial Son] Discovers that Uchiha Itachi [Has Both Parents Alive]
In the early morning, the forest outside Konoha Village was shrouded in a thin layer of mist.
Dewdrops slid slowly down the branches and leaves, and all around was quiet.
Uchiha Itachi woke up from his sleep.
In stark contrast to his gloomy and somber demeanor yesterday, his expression was now surprisingly relaxed and cheerful, even his usually cold face seemed to have warmed up.
He stood up, stretched his limbs, and felt the moist and fresh morning air.
Itachi let out a soft breath, as if expelling all the gloom, and then greeted Kisame, who was leaning against a tree and wiping his Samehada not far away.
"morning."
Kisame paused upon hearing this, slowly raising his head to look at Itachi with a bewildered expression: "???"
His ferocious shark-like face was filled with questions, his mouth could not be closed, and his sharp teeth were fully exposed.
This scene made Kisame's mind seem to traverse the universe.
When I woke up, my partner seemed like a completely different person. He was gloomy and taciturn last night, so why was he in such a good mood this morning?
This transformation is so dramatic, it's like they're completely different people!
Kisame scrutinized Itachi from head to toe, and only after confirming he wasn't mistaken did he cautiously probe, "Big Seven-san—your mood seems to be quite good right now?"
Upon hearing this, Itachi glanced at his partner indifferently and nodded slightly, neither agreeing nor disagreeing: "Return it."
Kisame was even more puzzled upon seeing this, and was about to ask further when Rong had already suppressed his smile, looked thoughtfully in the direction of Konoha Village, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to start investigating Konoha."
Before he finished speaking, he sat down cross-legged on the spot, quickly formed a mudra with his hands, closed his eyes, and quickly entered a state of concentration.
"Uh—okay, okay."
Kisame was taken aback by Itachi's eagerness and could only nod blankly.
Seeing that his partner was no longer paying attention to him, he shrugged, temporarily suppressing his many questions, turned around, picked up Samehada, and stood aside to keep watch for Itachi.
Kisame leaned against a tree trunk, his gaze sweeping across the surrounding woods, while he kept muttering to himself.
What's wrong with this guy? He was sullen last night, but this morning he's suddenly happier than ever before. His personality has completely changed. Did he have some wonderful dreams?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle, keeping a watchful eye on his surroundings while glancing at Rong's back out of the corner of his eye.
At this moment, Itachi's eyes were closed, and his face had returned to its usual indifference, showing no emotional fluctuations.
In reality, his consciousness had already connected with the perspective of a crow lurking within Konoha Village.
Suddenly, Rong, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation, trembled violently!
He tensed up as if struck by lightning, his previously closed eyes snapped open, and his dark pupils instantly turned crimson.
The three tomoe spun rapidly, and his Sharingan eyes were filled with unbelievable horror!
In an instant, a strong emotional surge erupted from the depths of his heart.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Rin have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]
Almost simultaneously, Itachi leaped to his feet, roaring in disbelief, "This is impossible!"
Kisame was idly scanning the woods when he was suddenly startled by this furious roar: "What?!"
He suddenly turned his head and saw that Rong, who had been sitting cross-legged without moving, had stood up at some point, his whole body like a fully drawn bow, his aura terrifying.
Kisame had never seen a Haki Itachi like this before, and his heart tightened instantly, almost causing him to drop his Samehada: "Big Seven-san?!"
He took two quick steps forward, staring at his partner with a look of astonishment.
At this moment, Itachi Uchiha's face was ashen, his eyes wide open. The composure and joy he had shown earlier were completely gone, replaced by a ferocious expression that was a mixture of extreme shock and panic.
The oppressive aura emanating from him made Kisame shudder.
"Are you kidding me?!"
Kisame felt a chill run down his spine and couldn't help but curse under his breath.
What on earth happened to cause the usually calm and collected Itachi to lose his composure like this?!
They've been partners for years and have weathered all sorts of storms, and Rong has always maintained a calm and composed demeanor.
But at this moment, his partner acted as if he had seen the Sage of Six Paths, and had a blood feud with the Sage of Six Paths for killing his father and stealing his wife, which was why he made such an expression.
Kisame took a deep breath, suppressing his shock, and raised his hands to signal calm. He asked, "Ichishichi-san, what's wrong? What did you see?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Rong seemed not to have heard him. He remained tense, his gaze fixed on Konoha, his expression shifting between light and dark.
At this moment, Itachi's mind was in turmoil.
He had just seen through the crow's perspective that he was actually inside Konoha Village—
"I saw myself!"
Indeed, he witnessed another "Uchiha Itachi" with his own eyes!
The figure was exactly the same as him, even their expressions and mannerisms were somewhat similar, only their temperaments were completely opposite.
The version of myself from my dream has actually come to life?!
This realization struck Itachi like a thunderbolt, instantly throwing his thoughts into chaos.
Shock, anger, doubt, fear—a variety of emotions flashed wildly through his mind.
What would happen if another version of myself appeared in the village, in front of Sasuke?
In just a few seconds, countless thoughts flashed through Rong's mind.
His expression changed several times, and cold sweat began to seep from his forehead.
He couldn't possibly stand idly by no means!
"We have to go see!"
Itachi could no longer suppress his inner turmoil and abruptly turned to Kisame, saying in a deep voice, "Kisame, you stay here and keep watch!"
Before he finished speaking, he vanished from the spot in a flash.
"I'm going to Konoha!"
Kisame only saw a black shadow flash before his eyes, and Itachi seemed to turn into a blur, rushing towards Konoha Village at an astonishing speed.
The forest fell silent again, with only Kisame holding Samehada, standing motionless in the mist for a long time, unable to come to his senses.
He stared wide-eyed in the direction Itachi had disappeared, his face filled with astonishment and confusion: "What—what's going on?"
A gentle breeze ruffled Kisame's short hair, and he murmured to himself as if waking from a dream, "Could something terrible have happened in Konoha? That something as big as Daiichi-san is in such a panic—"
Kisame swallowed hard, a cold sweat breaking out on his back.
He had never seen Itachi Uchiha so out of control since he met him; today was truly an eye-opener for him.
Unfortunately, Rong rushed into Konoha without offering any explanation, leaving Rong completely bewildered.
"Tsk, pressure, Massenet—"
Kisame suppressed his curiosity and unease, lifted Samehada and retreated into the depths of the forest to hide.
Just before reality set off.
Konoha Village, the ancestral home of the Uchiha clan.
With a momentary shift in consciousness, Uchiha Ryo from the dream quietly appeared in this world.
Meng Jingrong felt the light and shadows in front of her eyes distort for a moment. When she could see clearly again, she found herself still standing in front of the bathroom sink in her own mansion.
He paused for a moment, then subconsciously looked up at the mirror.
However, the sight that came into view made his pupils shrink.
The mirror, which was just a moment ago clean and bright, is now covered with mottled stains and cracks, as if it has been eroded by the long years!
The air was thick with dust and the smell of mildew, which made him frown slightly.
The familiar smell from home moments before had vanished without a trace, replaced by the musty, damp smell unique to abandoned houses.
"What's going on?!" Dream Itachi's heart skipped a beat, and he looked around abruptly.
The layout of the bathroom was exactly the same as I remembered.
But everything before my eyes felt like a completely different world.
The mirror was mottled, dust accumulated in the corners, and even the air felt strangely discordant.
He clearly remembered that he had just finished training with Sasuke, gone back to his room to wash his face, and then...
And then it appeared here?
Meng Rong frowned, her mind racing as she analyzed the situation.
As a top-tier genjutsu ninja, his first reaction was that he had fallen under some kind of sophisticated genjutsu!
Only illusions could cause such a dramatic change in the environment in an instant.
However, even with the insight of his Mangekyou Sharingan, he was completely unaware of when he was attacked; this method was simply terrifying.
A cold glint flashed in Dream Itachi's eyes, and without hesitation, his hands moved swiftly, forming hand seals: "Release!"
He let out a low shout, and his chakra suddenly erupted.
However, the surrounding scenery remained unchanged; the dilapidated bathroom was still there.
Meng Jingrong's heart sank. He immediately changed several hand seals and tried several methods to break the illusion, but each time it was like throwing a stone into the sea, all in vain.
"It's not an illusion?!"
He took a deep breath.
If it's not an illusion, then how can this bizarre situation be explained?
You can't just blink and travel through decades to a dilapidated future world, can you?
This bold speculation made Meng Mengrong feel uneasy and uneasy.
He took a few deep breaths, forcing himself to calm down.
Meng Jingrong stretched out her finger and gently wiped it on the cold sink.
Thick dust clings to my fingertips, and the rough yet realistic tactile sensation is clearly felt.
At that moment, the last glimmer of hope in his heart vanished.
This is not a false illusion, but a real place.
Meng Jingrong frowned, a sense of unease quickly spreading through her heart.
Filled with questions, Dream Weasel gently pushed open the bathroom door.
"Squeak"
The old door hinges made a screeching sound, shaking off the accumulated dust, which then fluttered down and landed on his shoulders.
Dream Weasel slightly turned to avoid the dust and stepped into the corridor, where a shocking scene came into view.
In the familiar living room, all the furniture was covered with white sheets, which were covered with a thick layer of dust, making it almost impossible to see their original color.
In the corner, spiderwebs hung like curtains, swaying gently, as if proclaiming the passage of time.
His warm and tidy home, which he remembered, now seemed to have become a long-forgotten ruin.
Mengjingrong's Adam's apple bobbed, and a feeling of indescribable desolation welled up in her heart.
He strode to the center of the living room, his gaze sweeping over every detail.
From the dusty coffee table to the crooked chair, everything was exactly the same as what I had at home, yet it felt completely foreign.
"Mother?" he called out tentatively, his voice echoing in the empty room.
"Sasuke?" He called his brother's name again, but only silence answered him.
The vast mansion was devoid of any human presence; only his lonely voice echoed through the air.
It felt as if a huge boulder was pressing down on Dream Weasel's heart, and a strong sense of foreboding enveloped him.
He walked a few steps through the dusty living room and pushed open the wooden door leading to the courtyard.
The sight that came into view caused Meng Jingrong's pupils to contract suddenly, and her breath to catch in her throat for a moment.
The courtyard, which my mother always carefully tended and kept clean and bright in my memory, is now overgrown with weeds.
Weeds almost completely overwhelmed the path, and only withered remnants remained in the flowerbeds that had once been full of flowers.
In the center of the courtyard, the wooden dummy used for training had long since rotted and broken, lying askew among the weeds.
The lanterns beside it were also overturned on the ground, covered with moss.
The most shocking thing was the flag with an Uchiha fan painted on it in the corner of the courtyard.
It once fluttered in the wind, symbolizing the glory of a clan, but now it is tattered and torn, its faded flag riddled with holes and hanging from the pole.
Meng Jingrong stood at the threshold, speechless for a long time.
He stared blankly at the devastated courtyard, his mind going completely blank.
Is this really still my home?
The more I looked at the dreamscape, the more chills ran down my spine.
However, at that moment, a soft creak was heard, as if someone had pushed open the gate of the mansion.
Dream Itachi's mind sharpened, and he quickly stopped in his tracks, almost instinctively activating his Sharingan!
Three tomoe swirled in his scarlet pupils as he abruptly turned to look towards the main entrance.
Two figures were seen walking briskly into the courtyard against the morning light.
Dream Weasel's pupils contracted slightly, and then a hint of surprise appeared on his face.
The newcomers were none other than Kakashi and Jiraiya!
At this moment, both of them looked somewhat solemn, but there was no hostility between them.
When Dream Itachi saw these two familiar seniors, his surprise lasted only a moment before he quickly calmed down.
His mind raced.
Since Kakashi and Jiraiya will both be here at the same time, it means that my previous speculation about traveling through decades was probably wrong.
The two people in front of me looked almost exactly the same as I remembered them. Although there were some differences in their demeanor, they were definitely not the same as they would be decades later.
He had barely appeared when Kakashi and Jiraiya arrived immediately, and judging from their expressions, they were not surprised to find him in this long-abandoned Uchiha ancestral home.
It was as if they had expected to appear here.
In other words, these two seniors are well aware of the current situation.
Thinking of this, Meng Jingrong quietly dispelled her Sharingan and put away the tense aura that had been forming around her.
In the blink of an eye, Dream Itachi retracted his Sharingan, the crimson faded, and his clear, dark pupils were revealed once more.
As the guard was lifted, the cold and murderous aura around him dissipated in an instant, and he returned to his usual gentle and composed demeanor.
He smiled slightly, his face radiating a gentle warmth, and nodded politely to the two seniors: "Kakashi-senpai, Jiraiya-senpai."
His tone and demeanor were both humble and polite.
"It seems you two are well aware of the current situation. May I ask, what exactly has happened here?"
The inquiry was unhurried, even carrying a touch of the elegant demeanor unique to scions of aristocratic families.
Meng Jingrong exuded a natural elegance in every gesture. His back was as straight as a spear, and he wore a polite smile, showing no trace of the unease he had felt just moments before while in a strange and unknown situation.
Kakashi and Jiraiya exchanged a glance, both seeing surprise in each other's eyes.
The two were surprised that this person, who suddenly appeared here, could calmly and quickly compose himself in such a strange environment. He truly lived up to his reputation as Uchiha Itachi.
Even if it wasn't the same "Rong" they knew, this composure was still chilling.
Jiraiya nodded slightly, and Kakashi explained.
Kakashi gathered his thoughts and said directly, "Simply put, you've arrived in another world that's very similar to yours, but with some key differences."
Upon hearing this, Meng Jingrong raised an eyebrow slightly, a look of surprise appearing on her face, but she quickly digested this astonishing statement.
He pondered for a moment, then murmured to himself.
"I see—it really is an effect similar to space-time ninjutsu?"
Even so, he still had a thousand questions he wanted to ask, but before he could think about them, a shout suddenly interrupted the conversation.
"Nisan!"
A hoarse but joyful voice came from the direction of the courtyard entrance!
His voice cracked from excessive excitement, choked with sobs, revealing an uncontrollable ecstasy.
Upon hearing the sound, Meng Jingrong shuddered and looked in the direction of the sound.
At the entrance to the courtyard, a black-haired boy was rushing towards him without regard for anything else.
The boy was visibly excited, his handsome face filled with indescribable joy, and tears welled up in his dark eyes. Sasuke?!
When Mengjing Rong saw her younger brother appear, the huge weight that had been hanging over her heart was finally lifted.
The next moment, Sasuke had already thrown himself into his arms, his arms tightly wrapped around his waist, as if afraid that the person in front of him would disappear if he let go.
Mengjingrong subconsciously opened her arms and hugged her younger brother tightly as he rushed towards her.
Hearing Sasuke's joyful yet tearful "Nii-san," Itachi's heart in the dream world felt as if it had been struck hard.
A pang of sadness gripped his chest, and tears welled in his eyes, but he managed to stand firm and gently patted Sasuke's back: "Don't be afraid, I'm here."
Sasuke buried his face in his brother's shoulder, gripping Itachi's clothes tightly, his whole body trembling slightly.
[Ding! Emotional fluctuations from Uchiha Sasuke have been detected! Emotional value +2000!]
Sasuke's eyes quickly welled up with tears. He strained to look up and see the face of the person in front of him clearly.
That familiar face was right in front of me, still gentle and handsome, gazing at me with a doting smile.
Sasuke felt a lump in his throat, and tears welled up in his eyes.
He choked up, his voice trembling: "Nisan—it really is you—you really came?!"
In the dream, she saw her younger brother with tears streaming down his face, and her heart ached. She quickly reached out and wiped away the hot tears from his cheeks: "Oh, Dou Dou, I'm right here, aren't I?"
As he spoke, he reached out and gently ruffled Sasuke's hair, whispering comfortingly, "Alright, alright, don't cry. Why did you run so fast?"
His gaze fell on his younger brother's messy black hair, clearly indicating that he had run all the way here.
Dream Itachi gently wiped the sweat from Sasuke's forehead with his fingertips and said with concern, "Look at you, you're covered in sweat."
Sasuke then realized his lapse in composure, his emotions a mixture of excitement and joy leaving him somewhat at a loss.
He quickly wiped his face, hastily removing his tears, and gave a shy smile: "I... I just really wanted to see you, Nii-san!"
At this point, he couldn't help but hug Rong tightly again, as if he wanted to pour all the longing and grievances of the past years into this embrace.
Meng Jingrong's heart softened at her brother's actions, and her smile deepened.
He patted Sasuke on the back and whispered, "Let me see you."
Upon hearing this, Sasuke obediently released his grip, looked up at his brother, his eyes still glistening with tears, but he couldn't hide his excitement.
Meng Jingrong looked her younger brother up and down.
Compared to the Sasuke I remembered, who still had a bit of a childish air, the Sasuke in front of me, although about the same age, had a much more reserved demeanor and was shorter in stature.
This suggests that the Sasuke in this world has likely undergone even more trials and tribulations.
Especially Sasuke's dark eyes, which were now filled with ecstasy, but through the surface of joy, Itachi in his dream sensed the weariness and pain hidden deep in his younger brother's eyes.
Those are marks left by long-term heavy pressure, a fact he deeply understands.
His heart tightened, and he asked with heartache, "Oh, DouDou—is life very difficult for you in this world?"
That tender murmur was like a sharp blade piercing through the softest part of Sasuke's heart.
Sasuke was completely stunned.
Upon seeing this, Kakashi, whose eyebrows had been slightly raised, suddenly frowned, a strange sense of unease rising in his heart.
Something's not right!
He became secretly alert.
Although the scene looked heartwarming, Kakashi felt that something was off!
Something seems off!
[Ding! Kakashi Hatake's emotional fluctuations have been detected! Emotional value +1000!]