Naruto: The Beautiful Uchiha is Actually Me?

Chapter 4 is finished. Am I going to die here?

Unsurprisingly, the lightning generated beneath Yan Yi's feet instantly traveled along the ground to the distant wooden stake. However, after using this technique, the happy expression on Yan Yi's face was somewhat forced; his chakra was truly depleted.

Tajima stared intently at his son. He hadn't expected his youngest son to have such talent in Lightning Release? It seemed that, aside from Fire Release, he had succeeded in all of them...

"Yan Yi!"

Ban, seeing Yan Yi swaying unsteadily, shouted anxiously. He looked at his father, hoping to temporarily halt the test. Yan Yi's body was clearly reaching its limit; if this continued...

Yan Yi's mind was a bit of a mess, and his body felt more exhausted than ever before, but he was still forcing himself to stay awake! He seemed not to hear the discussions of the surrounding clansmen or Ban's anxious calls.

He turned to look at his father, his vision blurry, and couldn't see his father's expression, but he knew that four of the five escape techniques had been tested so far, and one more was needed...

"Father, I'm alright... Continue..." But before Yan could finish speaking, everything went black, and she fell straight backward...

Tajima, of course, already knew that Yan Yi had reached his limit. He swiftly moved forward and caught his son's body with both hands. Although his expression was serious, he was very gratified.

Upon seeing this, Ban completely disregarded the "rules" of the scene and rushed over, anxiously looking at the unconscious Yan Yi...

"Madara, take your brother back to rest first. He's overdrawn his chakra. Have your mother make him some soup..."

Tajima didn't look up, but quietly gazed at the unconscious Yan Yi in his arms. His large hand gently stroked his son's hair, and he smiled with satisfaction...

Madara didn't have time to think much. He squatted down and carried Yan Yi on his back. Although Izuna pouted, his third brother really looked pitiful...

So, with Izuna by his hand and Yan Yi on his back, Madara left the scene as soon as the clansmen made way for him.

After Ban left, the clansmen began to whisper among themselves. Some even directly praised Tajima, who didn't say much, only nodding slightly.

......

"So tired..." This was Yan Yi's first feeling as she drifted between sleep and wakefulness.

In a daze, Yan Yi slowly opened her eyes. The first face she saw was Madara, who doted on her the most, followed by her second brother, Izuna, who always played with her...

"Brother...ah!"

Yan tried to sit up, but the moment he moved, he felt excruciating pain all over his body and was extremely weak, causing him to groan in agony.

"Yan Yi, don't move. You've overexerted yourself too much this time. Your body needs rest!" Ban touched Yan Yi's soft cheek. His voice was soft, but full of concern.

Ban originally wanted to scold him, but when he saw Yan Yi's miserable state and heard Yan Yi calling out "brother", his scolding vanished instantly, leaving only heartache in his eyes.

Izuna was also lying by the bed. When he saw Yan Yi open his eyes, he frowned and said, "Yan Yi, you pushed yourself too hard this time. You've made your body like this... Madara-nii is very worried about you! Yeah... me too!"

Yan Yi was amused by Quan Nai's expression, but he didn't have the strength to move an inch, and could only manage to reply with difficulty, "I'm sorry for making you worry. Second brother, let's play together again when I'm better..."

Ban waved his hand, feeling very angry but not wanting to scold him, so he could only say helplessly, "Don't do that again next time!"

Seeing that Yan Yi nodded, Ban continued, "Sleep a little longer. Mother made fish soup, and I'll feed you later."

"it is good..."

A warm bed, familiar surroundings, and loving family. Although Yan Yi's eyes were closed, she felt incredibly at ease.

Maybe...this world isn't so bad after all?

Filled with happiness, Yan Yi drifted off to sleep once more.

......

A week has passed since the test. His father was worried that there might be hidden dangers in his body, so he gave Yan Yi a week off and forbade him from practicing ninjutsu.

This bored Yan Yi terribly. Aside from playing with his second brother, Quan Nai, he spent the rest of his time squatting by the river, lost in thought...

It seems like Brother Ban has been away from the tribe's territory quite often lately; I wonder what he's been up to...

"So boring..."

Yan Yi squatted by the river. He didn't know before, but now he realized that this inconspicuous little river was actually the famous Nanhe River.

However, this is just a section of the upstream where the water flow is particularly slow, so it seems unremarkable.

The little boy was squatting by the river, lost in thought, when suddenly a noisy noise broke the silence. Yan Yi glanced at the opposite bank, puzzled, and saw several ninjas in armor emerging from the woods on the other side.

"!"

Yan Yi's pupils contracted. Ninjas in this world weren't exactly good people, at least not in this era. Yan Yi wasn't slow to react; the instant he saw the clan crest on the other person, his first instinct was to run!

The Thousand Hands Clan.

He recognized the pattern all too well! It was the Uchiha clan's nemesis, their rival family! If he were caught by them... his chances of survival would be slim.

The other party clearly saw Yan Yi sitting by the river and were all stunned for a moment.

"Isn't there a child over there? Let's go ask him which clan he belongs to..." The group of ninjas discussed for a moment and concluded that they should go over and question him first.

Yan Yi was extremely nervous. His only chance of survival was that his clothes had no patterns on them, meaning they didn't know he was an Uchiha.

He wanted to run, but there was still a short distance to the clan's territory. Although Yan Yi couldn't understand why the enemy's ninjas would venture so deep into this area, there was no doubt that he couldn't outrun several adults.

So Yan Yi could only feign composure, sitting there with her knees drawn up to her chest, waiting for the other person to walk through the water...

"Hey kid, which family are you from? What are you doing here all alone?"

Yan Yi pretended to be puzzled, looked up at the group with a blank expression, and asked, "Who are you?"

"answer the questions."

Unexpectedly, the other party didn't give him a chance to maneuver, instantly drawing a knife and holding it to Yan Yi's neck...

Yan, who had never witnessed such a scene before, felt a chill run down her spine. If the other side made a move, she might be dead on the spot. Although she tried to remain calm, tears welled up involuntarily...

"Ah...I...I'm from the Sarutobi clan..."

In his panic, Yan Yi randomly picked a small family. As far as he knew, these small families generally did not participate in the disputes and maintained a neutral stance.

The ninjas looked at Yan Yi with some suspicion after hearing his words.

"Alright, since they're from the Sarutobi clan, they're not exactly enemies..."

Hearing this, Yan Yi breathed a sigh of relief. But just when he thought he was saved, the other person said something that filled him with despair...

"Hehe, we'll take you back to your clan's territory right away; it's not safe here."

On the surface, these Senju clan ninjas seemed to care about him, but Yan Yi could only see suspicion in their expressions.

"Stand up and put your hands behind your back."

The other party took out a specially made rope and, before Yan Yi could react, lifted him up and tightly tied his hands behind his back with the rope.

"Hehe, to avoid any unnecessary misunderstandings, I have no choice but to offend you for now. Little brother, you can understand, right?"

"..."

It's over...

Yan Yi's heart sank to the bottom. She certainly wasn't from the Sarutobi clan, and no one would accept her even if she were sent to their territory. Her true identity would be exposed sooner or later...

Once exposed, what awaits them will be worse than death.

Years of hatred can drive a person insane, and they will likely be tormented in ways they can't even imagine, using these methods to vent their hatred.