Perhaps the Uchiha Clan had never paid much attention to sealing techniques, which was why Shinji was able to obtain the Transcription Seal Technique so smoothly.
This secret technique required the Sharingan and extreme control of ocular power as its foundation. It could seal specific ninjutsu—such as Medical Ninjutsu, Genjutsu, or even Forbidden Techniques like Izanagi—into a person's body, triggering them at a specific moment.
Now, he was only missing one additional Sharingan to complete the most basic part of his plan.
Shinji carefully stored the pitch-black Beast Skin Scroll into his prepared backpack and scanned the Secret Scroll Archive once more.
After a moment's hesitation, he also casually took the B-Rank Fire Release: Great Dragon Fire Technique and the A-Rank Genjutsu: Demonic Illusion: Mirror Heaven and Earth Change.
"Take them first. I'll apply to the clan properly later, then I can use them openly and legitimately."
"Or I can just claim they were part of my family's original inheritance. That works too!"
Since he was already here, he might as well take as much as he could for free. Unless absolutely necessary, he preferred to learn ninjutsu through his own training rather than using Points.
With that, Shinji didn't linger any longer. He pushed open the door and left the scroll archive.
Returning to the corridor, he walked to the very end where a large door secured with an iron lock barred his way.
Reading the sign on the door, he confirmed this was the Sealing Chamber.
Shinji glanced at the iron lock, drew a kunai, and slashed it with a backhand strike.
Clang!
A sharp metallic clang rang out as the lock snapped cleanly in two.
He pushed the door open and stepped inside.
A wave of cold, dry air, mixed with the faint scent of preservatives, washed over him.
The Sealing Chamber wasn't very spacious. Stone cabinets were embedded along the walls, each compartment sealed with yellowed Sealing Tags. Inside were discarded ninja tools, old notebooks, and sealed wooden boxes—all Forbidden Objects recovered and sealed away by the Uchiha Clan.
But the most eye-catching feature was the black stone platform, about half a person's height, standing in the center of the room.
On the platform, arranged neatly, were over twenty Cultivation Vessels filled with a pale yellow Preservation Fluid, obscuring their contents.
Shinji's heartbeat suddenly quickened.
He strode forward, focusing his gaze. His pupils contracted slightly.
Inside the vessels, bubbles slowly rose.
One by one, crimson Sharingan eyes lay silently submerged in the fluid.
Three Tomoe, Two Tomoe, One Tomoe—a dense, silent multitude staring at the intruder.
"Finally found them. And so many."
Shinji took a deep breath, his expression turning complex.
He stared at the rows of bottled Sharingan, then suddenly lowered his head, falling into a brief silence.
These were likely the eyes of deceased Uchiha clansmen, recovered and stored here by the clan.
He gave a self-deprecating smile.
"Maybe my father's eyes from this life are among them too."
Unfortunately, he couldn't identify which ones they were.
After so many years, his feelings for his parents in this life had long since faded. One must look forward.
Shinji slowly raised his head, only determination remaining in his eyes.
"I will live freely and easily."
He reached out, picked up a preservation vessel containing a Three-Tomoe Sharingan, and carefully placed it in his backpack.
At that moment, a violent surge of chakra erupted from the center of the stone platform.
As if a deadly trap had been triggered, dozens of black patterns frantically spread, instantly covering the platform, floor, walls, and even the ceiling.
Every hair on Shinji's body stood on end. He grabbed another cultivation vessel with his other hand, his eyes instantly turning crimson as the Sharingan activated.
"A sealing jutsu! And a Trigger-Type Barrier!"
He hesitated no longer. Snatching up his backpack with his left hand, he pushed off the ground with his feet, his body shooting like an arrow toward the doorway.
Inside the Sealing Chamber, all the patterns intertwined to form a massive Formation Diagram, emitting a piercing deep purple light.
Space seemed to solidify instantly. Simultaneously, the entire Naka Shrine erupted with a towering purple light. A sharp Signal Flare tore through the night sky, exploding over the Uchiha Clan Territory.
Fugaku's Residence.
Uchiha Fugaku, sound asleep, snapped his eyes open and sat bolt upright, his gaze locked intently on the direction of the Naka Shrine.
"Fugaku, what is it?" Mikoto, also awakened by the terrifying chakra, asked with concern.
Fugaku's face was grim. "Watch over Itachi. I must go."
Before the words faded, he had already changed into his gear and strode out of the bedroom.
Uchiha Mikoto watched his departing back, silent, a shadow darkening her eyes.
It wasn't just Fugaku.
Uchiha Elder Yashiro, Yuichi, Homura, and even the entire Police Force were all rushing at full speed toward the same location.
"I was careless. I didn't expect such a trap here."
Shinji's heart pounded wildly, a wave of fear washing over him as he glanced back at the Sealing Chamber.
Analyzed by his Sharingan, he could clearly perceive the terror of that restriction.
If he had been even a step slower, he would have been completely immobilized, unable to move a muscle.
The explosive roar of the signal flare reached his ears clearly.
"I have to leave. Now."
Gritting his teeth, he headed for the exit. But as he passed the Clan History Archive, his footsteps abruptly halted.
As if struck by a thought, a ruthless glint flashed in his eyes. Without further hesitation, he kicked the archive door open with a powerful blow.
Inside were rows of orderly bookshelves.
He had no time to sort through them. He just frantically swept through, stuffing as many ancient texts as he could into his backpack.
The entire process took less than a minute.
The stone slab connecting to the first floor slid half a meter to the left again. Shinji leaped out from the stone steps, immediately activating Transparent Escape to conceal his form. He quietly pulled the shrine door open a crack and slipped out.
The moment he emerged, he ran into several Uchiha patrol members who had arrived first.
"It's Tekka and Inabi! They're tied to the stone pillars!"
"Someone broke into the shrine's forbidden area!"
"Damn it, who has the nerve?!"
Shinji, burdened by the heavy backpack, pressed a hand tightly against his chest, desperately suppressing his heartbeat for fear these elite clansmen would detect anything amiss.
Transparent Escape wasn't perfect; the slightest slip could give him away.
"What's that?" a Police Force member suddenly pointed toward Shinji's hiding spot, his expression grave. "Wait! The enemy can turn invisible! Activate your Sharingan!"
"Damn it!"
Shinji hadn't expected someone to already have their Sharingan active, directly seeing through his chakra fluctuations.
Exposure was inevitable. He stopped hiding, his form suddenly materializing as he desperately fled, sprinting in the opposite direction of the Police Force.
"It's the thief who infiltrated the forbidden area! Signal the others! Pursue!"
With a loud shout, seven or eight Uchiha clansmen immediately gave chase, hot on his heels.
Half an hour later.
Shinji leaped down from a rooftop in a disheveled state, finally bursting out of the Uchiha Clan Territory.
He felt utterly unlucky. He had thought this operation would go unnoticed, but instead, it had caused a huge commotion.
Over twenty ninja were doggedly pursuing him, impossible to shake off.
At every intersection and dead end, he used Transparent Escape to temporarily lose a few pursuers, but within seconds, the Sharingan would lock onto him again.
More and more Police Force members, alerted by the news, arrived, tightening the encirclement.
"Two o'clock direction, hurry!"
"Send people to intercept at the crossroads ahead!"
"Still trying to run? Great Fireball Technique!"
"Phoenix Sage Fire Technique!"
Ninjutsu, kunai, and shuriken rained down on him like a storm.
Shinji could only focus completely, frantically using the Body Flicker Technique and Three Body Techniques to dodge and block. But the pursuers behind him were getting closer and closer.
Finally, he was forced into a dead end, his footsteps grinding to a halt.
Over twenty Police Force members surrounded him in a tight encirclement, trapping him in the center.
At that moment, Uchiha Yashiro, who had arrived first, leaped into the scene. His face was as dark as water, an icy chill radiating from his entire being. His gaze, sharp as a blade, locked onto Shinji as he spoke, word by word:
"Let me see exactly what fool, ignorant of life and death, dares to break into my Uchiha Clan's forbidden grounds and steal!"
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