Chapter 816 Obito: I want to be the second Mu Yue Immortal

After confirming that the Uchiha Clan had not yet been annihilated, Obito’s next step was to ascertain if the Uchiha Clan had attempted a coup.

It was simple to find out.

Because the Uchiha Clan did not hide anything; they discussed it openly in clan meetings, meaning every Ninja in the Uchiha Clan knew the clan wanted to stage a coup.

Obito admired them; they actually discussed such a life-threatening matter as a coup in a clan meeting.

If any loose-lipped Uchiha blurted out a word, the secret would surely leak.

Even if all Uchiha Ninja kept the secret strictly, with such widespread knowledge, it would be easy for Anbu to investigate.

Since the Uchiha Clan Compound here was rebuilt after the Nine-Tailed incident, Obito was not very familiar with it, so he randomly chose a house and infiltrated it.

“Why does this young girl look a bit familiar?”

The stealthily infiltrated Obito saw the tear mole under the young girl’s eye and suddenly recalled some memories.

“Isn’t this Izumi? Why is she living here in the Uchiha Clan Compound?”

Obito was a bit puzzled.

As far as he knew, Izumi’s mother was Uchiha, but her father was not.

Moreover, Izumi’s father did not marry into the family; Izumi took her father’s surname and lived in her father’s home.

Obito knew Izumi because of Uchiha Itachi; the two were quite close, and Obito became familiar with her through him.

“Never mind, I’ll ask for information first.”

Obito activated his Mangekyo Sharingan and used genjutsu to control Uchiha Izumi.

He was familiar with the Izumi from his own world, and the Izumi of this parallel world certainly wouldn’t answer his questions honestly, so he had to use genjutsu.

“Do you know Hayate Mugetsu?”

Obito asked.

“No, I don’t.”

Uchiha Izumi shook her head, looking dazed.

Obito took a deep breath and continued to ask:

“Is the Uchiha Clan plotting a coup?”

“Yes, the clan plans to stage a coup in nine days.”

“Nine days.”

Obito frowned slightly; if he had traveled a bit later, he would only have seen a pile of haunted houses.

If he remembered correctly, Konoha made its move one day before the Uchiha’s planned coup.

In other words, in eight days, the Uchiha Clan would be annihilated.

“If it’s like Parallel World Number One, then Shisui in this world should have been dead for quite some time.”

Obito sighed, asking Uchiha Izumi one last question, unwilling to give up.

“Is Uchiha Shisui still alive?”

“He committed suicide. However, there’s a rumor in the clan that Itachi killed Shisui and faked his suicide.”

Uchiha Izumi replied.

“Do you know Uchiha Obito?”

Obito asked finally.

“I’ve heard of him; he supposedly died in the war.”

Obito silently dispelled the genjutsu, left the Uchiha Clan Compound, and found the Memorial Stone dedicated to Ninja who died in war.

Looking at the names on the Memorial Stone, Obito was at a loss for words.

Naruto, an orphan with the Uzumaki surname, Uchiha Obito, who died in the war, the Uchiha Clan Compound, who were about to stage a coup…

Everything here was so similar to the Parallel World Number One he knew.

So, should he continue to gather information everywhere to prove this was Parallel World Number One, then silently wait for the Fourth Shinobi World War? Or should he do some good deeds within his power?

“There’s only one answer. Since this world doesn’t have Muzuki Sage, then I shall become the Muzuki Sage of this world!”

Obito waved his hand, erasing the large characters “Uchiha Obito” from the Memorial Stone, and burst into laughter.

Verifying the consistency of worlds required a vast amount of information, and by the time he finished investigating, weeds would have grown on the Uchiha Clan’s graves.

So Obito’s choice was not to go back and change the Night of Annihilation, but a slim chance of going back and changing the Night of Annihilation.

In this situation, for Obito, this was a very simple multiple-choice question, because Obito only had one choice, and that was to change the Night of Annihilation.

Are you kidding? Asking him to sit idly by and watch the Uchiha Clan be annihilated for a vague hope of returning.

If he could really do such a thing, he wouldn’t be Uchiha Obito, and he would have failed Muzuki’s teachings.

“Who are you? What are you doing?!”

Kakashi, who was about to pay respects to his deceased friend, saw this scene and shouted angrily.

Kakashi quickly walked to the Memorial Stone. Having often come here to mourn Obito, he was extremely familiar with the Memorial Stone, so he instantly knew whose name had been erased, and an overwhelming surge of anger burned in Kakashi’s heart.

This was not only because Obito was his best friend, but also because Obito was a hero who sacrificed for Konoha!

Without further questioning, Kakashi directly threw a fierce punch.

No matter who the opponent was, Kakashi would make him pay the price.

Clap.

Something unexpected happened to Kakashi; this person actually steadily caught his punch without even looking at him!

“Could it be a spy from a hostile Ninja village?”

For a moment, a hundred conjectures flashed through Kakashi’s mind.

But the next moment, all of Kakashi’s conjectures were overturned.

“How heartbreaking. Is the first thing after a long-awaited reunion a punch?”

Obito slowly turned his head, looking at Kakashi with a wounded expression.

“Obi… Obito!”

Kakashi felt as if the air suddenly became thick and sticky, and his Adam’s apple moved with difficulty before he managed to utter that name.

He looked at this familiar yet strange face in disbelief.

“Who exactly are you? Obito is dead!”

Kakashi, after all, was an elite Ninja who had fought countless battles. He quickly pulled his hand away to create distance, then took out a Kunai from his Ninja tool pouch and aimed it at this spy who dared to fool him.

Kakashi knew best whether Obito was dead or not.

In the cave, Obito was crushed by a giant rock that fell on half of his body to save him, and was ultimately buried in the cave.

Kakashi moved his forehead protector, which covered his Sharingan, and stared intently at the spy with his bloodshot eyes.

However, the disguise technique used by this spy seemed very clever; even Kakashi, with his Three-Tomoe Sharingan, couldn’t find any flaws.

“Tsk, don’t talk nonsense. Aren’t I perfectly fine?”

Compared to Kakashi, who was furious and in a fighting stance, Obito appeared exceptionally calm, even smiling continuously.

“You want to say I was crushed to death by a rock, right?”

Although he could easily defeat the Kakashi of this parallel world, Obito didn’t intend to fight here, so he began to explain.

“That day, I threw you aside and was hit by the falling boulders. I also thought I was going to die, but then something strange happened.

When I woke up, I was no longer in the cave, but in a strange ruin…”

In fact, Obito knew that the Obito of the parallel world also didn’t die, but he certainly couldn’t use “Obito’s” experience to explain, otherwise, he would immediately be thrown into prison.

Obito could only come up with his own explanation.

“You’re saying you turned misfortune into a blessing, not only didn’t die but also entered the Six Paths Sage’s ruins, fully recovered from your injuries, and greatly increased your strength?”

Kakashi gripped his Kunai tightly, speaking with a mocking tone.

“It seems your reading volume of Ninja novels is not low.”

Kakashi secretly gathered Chakra; he didn’t believe the spy’s nonsense.

The Six Paths Sage, such a mythical figure, had appeared; this was clearly an intentional mockery of him.

“You idiot, Kakashi.”

Obito scratched his head, feeling like a scholar meeting a soldier, unable to make himself understood.

“When we first started school at five years old, in the Clone Technique class, you, who loved to show off, used the Shadow Clone. In the first exam…”

Seeing Kakashi’s disbelief, Obito had no choice but to recall his childhood memories and Six Paths Obito’s memories, continuing to explain.

At first, Kakashi could maintain his cold expression when facing an enemy, but as Obito spoke more details, Kakashi’s facial expression gradually changed.

Knowing Obito’s cause of death might be due to stolen Konoha intelligence, but knowing so many daily details of him and Obito, that was impossible.

What kind of spy has nothing better to do than record the daily lives of little brats?

Kakashi stared intently at the spy’s face. The booming sound of the cave suddenly collapsing seemed to echo in his ears again, and the foolish face, with blood flowing from its mouth yet still smiling stupid, saying it would give him a gift, lingered in Kakashi’s mind.

“How could this be…”

Kakashi murmured, not even noticing the Kunai slipping from his tightly clenched hand until it hit the ground with a sound, and only then did he realize he hadn’t been able to grip his weapon tightly.

Was he paralyzed by memories? Or was it because the spy was too much like Obito? Or was it because this “Obito” in front of him had no hostility or killing intent?

Perhaps it was all of them. In any case, Kakashi felt no desire to fight the person in front of him.

“Carelessly throwing Kunai can cause trouble for people, let alone here.”

Obito bent down, picked up the Kunai from the ground, and handed it to Kakashi.

Kakashi looked into Obito’s dark eyes, wondering what he was thinking, and did not immediately take it.

Obito didn’t dodge and met Kakashi’s gaze, chuckling, then placed his hand on Kakashi’s shoulder, “It’s been a long time, Kakashi.”

“It has been a long time, Obito.”

Kakashi took the Kunai, exhaling a long breath with a complex expression.

Although what Obito said was extremely outlandish, Kakashi was certain that this person was Obito, the Uchiha Obito he remembered.

“Kakashi, without me as a teammate, you’re not doing so well. Staying in this decadent state for so long, you’ll soon become one of those good-for-nothing old men.”

Obito teased.

If you were to rewind time nine years, Kakashi would have listed various experiences to prove he was superior, then thoroughly mocked Obito.

But now, Kakashi merely lowered his head slightly, looking at his right hand, which was calloused from long training.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t protect Rin well. Rin… is dead.”