Naruto: About the Fact That my Brother is Madara-Chapter 234: Stepping into the Realm of the Six Paths

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In the third year of Konoha, at the beginning of February—

Kumogakure unilaterally declared its surrender, hoping to establish a peace treaty through monetary reparations.

They had no other choice. If they refused to surrender and provoked Uchiha Kyōsuke any further, he might march alone into their village. And then, what could they possibly do to resist him?

Even though it was an unbearable humiliation, the First Raikage had no choice but to acknowledge his defeat.

Launching an offensive against Konoha had proven to be a catastrophic decision.

Once a mighty military force, Kumogakure had now completely fallen to the bottom of the Five Great Nations' hierarchy.

Even Kirigakure might have the right to mock them now.

Upon receiving the news of Kumogakure's surrender, Konoha sent Uchiha Madara as the envoy for peace negotiations, symbolizing the friendship between the two nations.

This decision was entirely reasonable.

The straightforward and forthright leader of the Uchiha Clan wasted no time in stating his demand—ten billion ryō in reparations.

What? They wouldn't pay?

That was fine. He could simply stay in Kumogakure indefinitely. If that was the case, why not just continue the war?

Left with no alternative, the First Raikage had to suppress his anger and engage in negotiations, hoping to reduce their losses at the discussion table.

"Ten billion? Even my life isn't worth that much." The Raikage bluntly expressed his thoughts.

Seeing his reaction, Madara did not press the issue. After all, the number he had stated was entirely arbitrary.

Had he asked for one hundred billion, that would have been a true sign of his recent generosity. The fact that he didn't, however, suggests that he has become a better person lately.

As the formal negotiations were about to begin, Nara Higashihiko, acting as Madara's aide, stepped forward with a pleasant smile and took charge of the talks.

Reparations were not limited to war damages.

There were compensation fees for the families of fallen soldiers, psychological damages, land occupation charges, vegetation restoration costs, labor expenses, and many more.

The sheer number of monetary claims left Kumogakure utterly dumbfounded.

"This is outright extortion!" the First Raikage roared in fury.

Unable to reach an agreement on the reparations, both sides decided to settle the final amount through a friendly duel—a symbolic match of goodwill.

The outcome was beyond doubt.

Madara didn't even need to summon his Susanoo. Just by using the Nine-Tails, he easily overwhelmed the First Raikage.

"You should be grateful," Madara said, standing before the assembled high-ranking officials of Kumogakure, his arms crossed, his tone dripping with disdain.

"With such meager strength, if you had faced that man, no number of lives would have been enough to save you."

"Kyōsuke's power is beyond your reach. Any jutsu he wields possesses unfathomable might."

"Raikage, you should feel lucky to be alive and arguing with me right now."

As he spoke, Madara made no effort to conceal his killing intent. If the situation escalated any further, he might very well turn this negotiation into another battlefield.

Faced with Konoha's overwhelming strength and utter lack of compromise, Kumogakure had no choice but to yield.

Resistance was futile. They could not afford a second failure.

Of course, a ten-billion-ryō reparation was entirely out of the question. The most they could offer was four billion.

Madara did not refuse. He understood well that the true spoils of this war lay not in money alone.

Once the peace treaty was finalized, the most pressing issue was how Kumogakure could reclaim the lost Two-Tails, Matatabi.

Having witnessed the Nine-Tails' power firsthand, Kumogakure's desire for Tailed Beasts had only intensified. Anyone who had seen such power would inevitably be captivated by it.

They did not expect to reach Madara's level, but as long as they could wield a Tailed Beast effectively, they would possess a true strategic weapon.

The losses suffered in war had to be recovered in some way, and perhaps Amegakure and Sunagakure were suitable targets.

As for whether they could eventually challenge Konoha—

Well, time erodes all things. A hundred years from now, when the God of Shinobi himself had turned to dust, who could say which nation would stand supreme in the shinobi world?

The Raikage was not betting on the present; he was betting on the future.

With this in mind, Kumogakure did not hesitate to pay the exorbitant price that Madara demanded.

With a single war, Konoha had amassed seven to eight billion ryō in wealth.

Not to mention robbery—this was faster than printing money.

Now, Kyōsuke's greatest curiosity lay with Iwagakure.

Did the First Tsuchikage still harbor any thoughts of invading the Land of Fire?

Previously, Iwagakure had shown a strong stance, massing troops at the border with a clear attitude of doing whatever they pleased.

Fine. If they wanted war, so be it.

Kyōsuke wouldn't even have to step in this time. He would simply sit back and watch.

He had grown quite fond of profiting from warfare.

Unfortunately, Iwagakure had already been scared out of their wits.

The rumors of the Hokage single-handedly crushing an army had spread throughout the entire shinobi world within a week.

Why would they seek their own destruction by provoking such a monstrous being?

Seven to eight billion in war reparations—just thinking about it made one's heart ache.

The First Tsuchikage had no intention of following in the First Raikage's foolish footsteps.

"What a shame," remarked the First Hokage when he learned that Iwagakure had completely quieted down.

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In August of the same year, Sunagakure was officially established.

Reto, a shinobi who had once fought Kyōsuke, became the First Kazekage.

Not wanting to strain relations between the two villages, Reto personally wrote a letter to Kyōsuke, expressing his admiration for the Hokage's strength and his hope for harmonious coexistence between their villages—filled with all sorts of flowery diplomatic niceties.

"What an utterly boring letter," was Kyōsuke's only response.

If Kumogakure was a straightforward villain, then Sunagakure was a two-faced schemer.

Looking at the original timeline, no village had caused Konoha more trouble than Sunagakure.

In every major shinobi war, Sunagakure always found a reason to clash with Konoha.

Whenever they lost, they would immediately sign a peace treaty, only to turn against Konoha at the first opportunity.

Before Gaara became Kazekage, Sunagakure had the worst reputation among the Five Great Nations.

By the end of the year, as the shinobi world basked in a rare period of peace, a piece of news suddenly spread across all nations.

In the isolated Land of Water, a unified shinobi village had already been established at the beginning of the year—Kirigakure.

With this, the Warring States period was officially over, and the shinobi world had entered a new era of conflicts among the Five Great Villages.

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Konoha Year Four, Uchiha Training Grounds—

A nine-year-old Uchiha Haruto held a short sword in his hand, his figure splitting into multiple afterimages as he constantly searched for the perfect opening to strike.

His eyes gleamed with the deep black of the three-tomoe Sharingan, a clear indicator of his current strength.

"There it is!"

Darting into his father's blind spot, Haruto raised his sword, and for an instant, a crackling arc of lightning flickered through the air.

Uchiha Style: Sword Leap – Thunderclap!

This strike was executed with remarkable speed, its blade carrying a chilling sharpness. Without a doubt, it was the pinnacle of a devoted son's ambush against his father.

With the insight granted by his three-tomoe Sharingan, few within the ranks of chūnin would be able to evade this attack. Even the clan's elite shinobi, who often served as his sparring partners, had to remain extremely vigilant when facing this nine-year-old boy.

A single moment of carelessness, and they could easily fall prey to his cunning.

"Your momentum is quite good." Kyōsuke's voice was calm as he slowly raised his hand. With a single finger, he lightly flicked the tip of Haruto's short sword.

CRACK!

The supposedly well-crafted blade snapped cleanly in two.

"Ah… my weapon." Haruto landed gracefully, lowering his head in dejection, his expression filled with apparent disappointment toward his father.

His act was impeccable. If not for Kyōsuke's keen perception, which had already detected his son's true intentions, he might have been misled by this display and allowed his attention to waver.

*BOOOOM!!!*

The ground beneath Kyōsuke's feet suddenly exploded. Haruto, who had been lurking beneath the soil for quite some time, had finally found what he deemed to be the perfect moment to strike.

However, before he could even emerge from the ground, Kyōsuke merely extended his leg and pressed him right back into the pit.

"Ah! That's the real body! Someone, save him!" The shadow clone standing nearby cried out in alarm, its voice filled with urgency.

Kyōsuke, however, merely chuckled and walked away, paying no mind to the clone frantically digging at the ground in an attempt to rescue its original. Instead, he turned his attention to the two girls who had yet to make a move.

"You go first, Eri-nee."

The six-year-old Uchiha Nagisa was as delicate and lovely as a porcelain doll, her features exuding an almost irresistible charm. However, the glimmer of mischief in her eyes made it clear that she was far from being a simple and obedient child.

"Hah… You only call me 'nee-san' at times like this."

The other girl, naturally, was the princess of the Land of Fire, Anzai Eri.

With a quiet sigh, she rolled her eyes before stepping forward. She raised her hands, a soft green glow illuminating her fingertips.

Chakra Scalpel!

"Sensei, please prepare yourself."

Eri's voice was polite and composed, even remembering to announce her attack before making her move.

Kyōsuke had no reason to criticize such courtesy—so long as she did not make foolish mistakes on the battlefield, it was of no concern.

As for the mischievous little girl who was always looking for an excuse to slack off…

She would have to be properly disciplined later.

Perhaps he would use the upcoming spar as a pretense to teach his son a lesson.

Soon, the morning's routine training session came to an end. The three young shinobi walked together, preparing to begin another day of their academic life.

In truth, at just nine years old, Uchiha Haruto already possessed strength comparable to a Tokubetsu Jōnin.

His capabilities excelled in certain areas, though he was not yet at the level of a fully-fledged jōnin.

Even so, he had long since met the qualifications to graduate from the academy.

The only reason he was still enrolled was because Kyōsuke had personally blocked the path to early graduation.

The ninja academy of today was nothing like it had been in the original story.

Now, elite jōnin-level instructors were in abundance, each of them experienced combat veterans.

Even the clan elders, having grown restless with their idleness, had volunteered to serve as instructors, dedicating themselves to the training of young students.

Such an opportunity was unparalleled.

Out in the real world, it would be nearly impossible to find such a wealth of exceptional teachers. Even for his own son, remaining in the academy for a few more years would only be beneficial.

Kyōsuke was a busy man. He could not personally oversee every aspect of his children's training. When it came to their foundational education, it was far better to entrust them to the academy's instructors.

Beyond that, the diversity of ninjutsu available within the academy was another compelling factor.

The entirety of Konohagakure now operated under a merit-based system—a structure in which points could be exchanged for money, secret techniques, and even ideal marriage prospects.

Adult shinobi risked their lives on A-rank missions, only to earn fewer rewards than what an academy student could receive for placing first in the monthly exams.

As the son of Kyōsuke, countless eyes were watching Haruto's every move. He had no choice but to set an example.

"What's so great about early graduation?"

"My foolish son, one day you will understand—your days at the academy will be the happiest time of your life."

With those words, Kyōsuke vanished in a puff of smoke.

So, he was merely a shadow clone.

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Moon Base, Kaguya's Sealing Altar.

Feeling the memories that had suddenly surfaced in his mind, Kyōsuke let out a quiet chuckle and spoke.

"I came here today to confirm something with you."

"What is it?"

Kaguya's cheeks were puffed out as she ate, bits of food slipping from the corners of her lips.

As expected, his wife's cooking was truly unmatched.

It seemed the Rabbit Goddess had awakened the soul of a devoted glutton.

She did not particularly care what Kyōsuke wanted to ask—so long as the food kept coming, anything was negotiable.

"I want to know…" Kyōsuke's body slowly rose into the air, an overwhelming chakra radiating from him and causing the entire altar to tremble.

"…whether I can currently stand against Isshiki."

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An unseen force seemed to brush against him, as if something—or someone—had turned its gaze upon him. But when he tried to sense it clearly, there was nothing there.

"You…"

Kaguya's eyes widened slightly as she stared at the tomoe pattern on his collarbone.

By her estimation, Kyōsuke had yet to reach the true Six Paths level—unless he became the Jinchūriki of the Ten-Tails.

And yet, in just a few short years, he had advanced to an unfathomable degree.

For a moment, she recalled the day Kyōsuke had first sought her guidance on sealing techniques.

Closing her eyes, she focused her senses before speaking.

"To be honest, your progress is astonishing."

"However, against Isshiki in his prime, you stand no chance of victory."

"Hm. That aligns with my own assessment."

Kyōsuke nodded, unsurprised by her conclusion.

It was only after truly stepping into the realm of the Six Paths that he fully understood the sheer power of Isshiki.

If he were to face him alone—regardless of how many trump cards he had prepared—there would be only one outcome.

DEATH.

Thankfully, Kyōsuke was never alone.

"Those who follow the path of righteousness gain many allies, while those who stray from it are left with none."

This was a truth that Isshiki would never comprehend.

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Name: Uchiha Kyōsuke

Age: 25

Physical Strength: Six Paths (Low-tier)

Mental Strength: Super Kage (High-tier)

Chakra Reserves: Six Paths (Low-tier)

Mastered Abilities: [Various]

Kekkei Genkai: Sharingan (Eternal Mangekyō), Sage Body (Ultimate)

Chakra Nature Transformations: Fire (MAX), Water (Level 9), Lightning (MAX), Wind (MAX), Earth (Level 9), Yin (Level 8), Yang (MAX)

Summoning Beasts: Hiti, Manda

Ninja Tools: Kusanagi Sword, Yata Mirror

Points: 143,200

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After the war ended, Kyōsuke had spent a total of 200,000 points to successfully redeem the Ultimate Sage Body.

Following a long period of absorption and refinement, he finally broke through the bottleneck, achieving a true Six Paths physique.

To the extent that he could now repel Truth-Seeking Orbs with his bare hands.

Many times, Kyōsuke had wondered—just how far was he from Otsutsuki Isshiki?

Today, Kaguya had given him a clear answer.

If he fought alone, he would be utterly defeated.

"…Release me."

At this moment, Kaguya was calm and composed, a far cry from her usual naive demeanor.

"If you and I join forces, Isshiki will die in an instant."

"And afterward?" Kyōsuke chuckled. "You plan to consume the chakra of the entire world and forge it into a new Chakra Fruit?"

"If you are unwilling, I have a more stable method."

Gazing into those pristine, untainted white eyes, Kyōsuke suddenly smiled.

"Let's eat."

"Mmm~" Kaguya foolishly nodded, continuing to savor the exquisite cooking of the bun-haired princess.

As for their previous conversation, both tacitly chose to let it be forgotten.

Releasing Kaguya was not impossible, but only under the condition that he held the power to defeat her.

He was certain that the goddess understood this as well. Begging blindly would be meaningless.

Tearing their relationship apart was even more unwise. Kaguya was Kyōsuke's final trump card. If he was ever truly at his wit's end, he would have no choice but to request the Rabbit Goddess herself to intervene.

"Here, try this."

"Mmm~ Delicious~"

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