After more than a month of difficult and arduous travel, the Uchiha Clan finally arrived at the destination of their migration.
Spread out before everyone's eyes was a vast, boundless, and verdant forest.
The dense branches and leaves intertwined, forming an emerald green canopy.
The towering, lush trees surrounding them stood like an impenetrable natural barrier, separating this land from the outside world.
Adjacent to the forest, a crystal-clear river snaked its way past.
Sunlight spilled onto the river's surface, creating layers of shimmering ripples, and the murmuring sound of the flowing water was like a beautiful piece of music played by nature itself, refreshing the mind.
In the river, schools of colorful fish swam happily, occasionally leaping out of the water or weaving through the aquatic plants, thoroughly enjoying the peaceful waters.
Seeing such a beautiful and pleasant sight, all the clan members involuntarily broke into smiles of delight.
The environment here was superior and more comfortable than the Konoha Village they once lived in; the fresh air, fertile soil, and abundant natural resources all contributed to a feeling of refreshment.
However, the only drawback was that they needed to build their houses themselves.
The moment building houses was mentioned, the figure of Yamato inexplicably popped into Feng Ye's mind.
Recalling the fierce battle not long ago when they annihilated the Root organization, he didn't seem to have seen any trace of Yamato. "Could it be that the Third Hokage secretly transferred him to carry out another important mission?" Feng Ye wondered inwardly.
After all, with Yamato's excellent mastery of Wood Release Ninjutsu, if he could participate in the construction work, it would definitely yield twice the result with half the effort.
The group began resting on the spot, and a bunch of Ninja rushed onto the open ground to use Earth Release to start renovating the land.
"Feng Ye, do you think Konoha can win this war?" Uchiha Setsuna walked up beside Feng Ye, looking at the land before them with a relieved expression.
It was good that they were still in the Land of Fire. Building houses wasn't troublesome for Ninja like them, but... "Konoha's chances of winning are slim." Feng Ye shook his head. Even if Hiruzen Sarutobi fought personally, he could only save one side from defeat.
Unless he could learn Edo Tensei and summon the strong figures of the past.
It depends on whether the opposing side wants to destroy Konoha or return to the negotiating table and force Konoha to cede territory and pay reparations.
"Feng Ye, although we have the clan territory now, we still need money for construction. How about..."
"Simple. Just let the Daimyo pay for it."
"The Daimyo... supports us that much?" Uchiha Setsuna was stunned for a moment.
Feng Ye smiled. He wanted to see why no one in the Ninja World had made a move against the Daimyo.
"Clan Head, I need to take care of some private matters. You lead the clan members in continuing to build the territory. You don't need to worry about encountering any danger here." After instructing Uchiha Setsuna, Feng Ye vanished.
He headed directly toward the other side of the Land of Fire, his target being the Daimyo of the Land of Fire.
In the center of the Land of Fire, a magnificent building stood tall. The vermilion gates exuded majesty, and the golden decorations highlighted its nobility.
An elderly-looking man with slender eyes and eyebrows, a small tuft of beard beneath his nose, a pointed chin, and fair skin was in the council room reading a piece of intelligence sent by the Hokage. He gave off an overall impression of being pampered and privileged.
"Lost again!! What the hell is going on! Isn't Konoha the greatest Hidden Village? Why are they always losing? Did I waste all that money and resources on them!!!" the Daimyo roared, causing the guards around him to tremble in silence, afraid to speak.
"Damn it! And that cursed Uchiha! When did I ever support them building a village? Isn't supporting one Konoha enough, do I have to support another one too!?" The Daimyo trembled with rage just thinking about it. If this continued, even if the Land of Fire was rich, they would lose everything, not to mention having to cede territory and pay reparations if they lost the war.
"Daimyo, the Hokage doesn't know how to command Ninja at all, causing large swaths of the Land of Fire's territory to be lost. The command authority over the Ninja should belong to the Daimyo." Kazuma, whose long black hair was tied back and whose eyes revealed a mix of fanaticism and paranoia, said coldly from below the platform, his words filled with disdain for the Hokage.
"What did you say!" Asuma Sarutobi, who was standing nearby, immediately took offense. Although he didn't get along well with his father, he wouldn't allow anyone to slander him right in front of him.
"If his command is inadequate, is yours any better?! Can you change the current situation?!"
"I think putting a pig up there to eat, drink, and play all day would be better than the current situation!" Kazuma sneered.
"You..."
"Enough! Stop arguing!" The Daimyo impatiently interrupted them. He glanced at Kazuma, wondering if he should take back the command authority and let him take over now.
"Both of you, leave. I want to be alone."
Kazuma and Asuma glared at each other. Neither spoke, and they retreated with their men to guard outside the main gate.
"Simply outrageous!" The Daimyo cursed again, looking at the intelligence report on the table.
At this moment, the space behind the Daimyo began to twist. A spiral ripple appeared, and Feng Ye's figure manifested.
"Hmm?" The moment the Daimyo turned around, he met those scarlet eyes and instantly lost his vitality.
"That's it?" Feng Ye scrutinized the Daimyo. This was too easy.
However, he had indeed sensed a few strong presences outside earlier, and the Daimyo's entire residence was enveloped in a Barrier, making it impossible for ordinary people to enter.
"How is the situation on the front line now?" Feng Ye walked up to the Daimyo. The Daimyo quickly moved aside and offered his seat. Feng Ye happened to see an intelligence report on the table and asked casually.
"It's very bad. Konoha is retreating again and again. The Cloud Ninja and Stone Ninja defense lines have been breached. They are currently still organizing people to intercept them," the Daimyo reported blankly.
The war has been going on for almost two months, right? Konoha is surprisingly resilient, considering they have no allies this time.
"The Uchiha Clan has selected a new clan territory and requires funding from the Daimyo," Feng Ye commanded.
Helplessness appeared on the Daimyo's blank face. "There isn't much funding left. It was all used to support Konoha's war efforts, and now we still have to prepare for reparations."
"Hmm? Isn't the Land of Fire the wealthiest country? How could it run out of money so quickly?" Feng Ye looked suspicious. Was his Genjutsu working properly?
"But, it hasn't been long since the Third Great Ninja War ended." The Daimyo sounded a bit wronged; he truly didn't have much money left.
The Third War? Naruto is about six or seven years old now, meaning only seven or eight years have passed since the Third War.
"So, according to you, if Konoha loses, the Land of Fire will have to cede territory and pay reparations, and then you'll run out of money."
"That is correct."
"What if they lose, but the Land of Fire wins it back?"
"Huh?" The Daimyo's controlled mind couldn't process the question, and he just stood there blankly without speaking.
"I understand. Take everything you were preparing for reparations, and divert some of the supplies meant for Konoha to us, the Uchiha. Don't worry about how anyone else questions you about the rest."
"Yes, Lord."
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