Naruto: I Can Reach the Full Level with One Click

Uchiha Fugaku smiled helplessly, his thoughts lingering on the Great Fireball Jutsu, which had just been sealed away.

"I thought I had hidden my strength well enough. I didn't expect you to be even deeper in concealment than me. Not only have you awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan, but you also possess a level of talent that allows you to perform such advanced techniques effortlessly."

His expression grew serious.

"However, there is one thing I must understand. It concerns the survival of the Uchiha clan."

Fugaku's misunderstanding was something Qin Yu chose not to explain. He could not reach out and grasp Uchiha Fugaku's hand to reassure him, nor could he reveal that the original Uchiha Qin Yu was long dead.

He had arrived in this world, and with the assistance of a one-click full-level system, he had unlocked the Mangekyō Sharingan within mere days.

If he were to say such words out loud,

he would undoubtedly be deemed insane.

"Are you asking me if I have met Uchiha Madara?" Qin Yu looked at Uchiha Fugaku.

A flicker of astonishment passed across Fugaku's face, his eyes momentarily betraying disbelief. Though he quickly masked his reaction, it did not escape Qin Yu's notice.

From this slight change in expression,

Qin Yu deduced something curious. The original story never explained how Fugaku had awakened his Mangekyō Sharingan.

Perhaps, from the very beginning, the true figure influencing events was not Obito but Fugaku himself.

It was possible that Madara's initial plan to overthrow Konoha did not involve Obito at all.

Instead, he had sought to use Uchiha Fugaku.

After assisting Fugaku in awakening his Mangekyō Sharingan, Madara may have realized that Fugaku's ocular power was too formidable to control. As his own body deteriorated with age, he lost the ability to fully manipulate Fugaku and was forced to turn to Obito as a substitute.

Madara had then used Obito, directing his vengeance toward the Uchiha clan, manipulating events so that Obito would ally with Danzo and covertly orchestrate the Uchiha massacre through Itachi.

"Do you truly know of Madara's existence? Were you meant to be his successor?"

Fugaku's voice carried a tinge of urgency.

Qin Yu patted Fugaku's shoulder, smiling slightly.

"Uncle, don't worry. My Mangekyō awakened naturally. I didn't need him to help me at all."

He chuckled, a sharp edge to his tone.

"Besides, do you think someone like me, who would dare to challenge even a dragon in its den, would submit to some old relic clinging to life?"

Fugaku studied Qin Yu, his gaze flickering.

He had felt an oppressive force from Qin Yu earlier, a dominance that was hard to ignore.

It was clear that Qin Yu had no intention of bowing to anyone.

"Qin Yu," Fugaku sighed in relief. "Hearing you say that puts my mind at ease. I won't ask further. But do not speak openly of Madara. That man is a lunatic."

He hesitated before continuing.

"However, your presence alone will draw his attention soon. I hope you will remain true to the words you have spoken today."

The Uchiha clan had always believed Madara perished at the hands of Hashirama Senju in the Valley of the End. It was widely accepted that Hashirama himself had succumbed to his injuries and died years later.

Yet now, Madara stood alive before them.

When Fugaku had first encountered Madara, he had been shaken to his core.

However, the allure of power had ultimately bound him to Madara's ambitions.

"Uncle Fugaku, don't worry. I am not as blind as the elders of our clan." Qin Yu turned away, gazing at the forest below.

"This world is vast. Have you ever considered leading the Uchiha away from Konoha?"

Fugaku stiffened.

"Qin Yu, do you understand what you are suggesting?" He glanced around warily before lowering his voice.

"You speak of defection. Such an act would only escalate hostilities. No village would tolerate it."

To Fugaku, the best hope for Uchiha lay in Minato Namikaze. If Minato became the Fourth Hokage, their friendship could serve as a bridge to mend the strained relationship between Konoha and the Uchiha clan.

Yet Qin Yu's words represented the radical mindset of a younger generation that had lost faith in compromise.

"I know you place your hopes in Minato," Qin Yu said evenly.

"But rather than entrusting the fate of the Uchiha clan to another, wouldn't it be better to seize control ourselves?"

Qin Yu had no deep emotional ties to the Uchiha. Yet, he had no desire to stand idly by and watch them walk into destruction.

Fugaku's expression darkened. He remained silent for a long time.

Finally, he murmured,

"I do not want the Uchiha name to be tarnished. Qin Yu, you are still young. You do not understand what is at stake."

Qin Yu laughed dryly.

"Righteousness? That word has crushed countless people under its weight."

He turned, stepping away.

"I won't push the issue. If Konoha does not provoke me, I have no interest in making trouble."

He glanced back, his expression hardening.

"But if they do, they should not expect me to show mercy."

Fugaku watched Qin Yu disappear into the distance. A strange feeling stirred within him.

The Qin Yu he once knew had been unremarkable, a weak presence easily overlooked.

But the Qin Yu before him now was different—a sharpened blade, a double-edged sword.

"Enough talk." Qin Yu patted Fugaku's shoulder.

"Uncle Fugaku, as clan head, keep an eye on Shisui. He has awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan."

Fugaku's breath hitched. He had suspected Shisui's potential, but this confirmation changed everything.

"And keep an eye on Itachi," Qin Yu added.

"If they both grow to their full potential, they will be among the strongest shinobi in history."

With those parting words, Qin Yu vanished into the night.

Fugaku remained alone on the mountainside, lost in thought.

Moments ago, he had been prepared to confront Qin Yu as a potential enemy.

Now, he felt more uncertain than ever.

He had suspected Shisui of being a target for Madara's manipulation, but he had never expected the young prodigy to already wield the power of the Mangekyō Sharingan.

And Itachi, still a boy, had been overlooked by even Madara.

"Qin Yu," Fugaku murmured.

"Who are you really? What is your goal?"