Obito Became A Pot

Uchiha Shisui ultimately died.

It was to prevent the Uchiha coup and the outbreak of civil war, as well as to help Uchiha Itachi awaken the Mangekyō Sharingan.

With his arms outstretched and a smile on his face, he fell off the cliff, peacefully accepting his death.

At the moment Shisui died, two streams of bloody tears slid down Uchiha Itachi's face. His three-tomoe Sharingan spun rapidly, transforming into the shape of a windmill.

He had successfully awakened the Mangekyō Sharingan.

Meanwhile, Aizen, who had been waiting below, quickly stored Shisui's body in his system inventory.

"Ding, a special bloodline organism has been detected in the system warehouse. Would you like to extract it?"

"Extract?" Aizen paused for a moment. "Are you sure it's not fusion?"

"Ding, fusion is also an option if you prefer."

"Then extract it."

"Ding, congratulations! You have acquired a portion of the Uchiha clan's bloodline. It has been automatically stored in your system inventory. Would you like to devour it?"

"Devour it."

"Ding, devouring successful. Congratulations! You have obtained the Uchiha bloodline!"

"Ding, a Sharingan has been detected in the system warehouse. Would you like to devour it?"

"Devour." Now that he had the Uchiha bloodline, he no longer needed to worry about being unable to deactivate the Sharingan.

"Ding, devouring successful. Congratulations! You have unlocked the right eye's Mangekyō Sharingan."

Aizen walked to the riverbank and looked at his reflection in the water. He couldn't help but complain, "One eye… how ugly."

Without transplanting Hashirama cells, excessive use of the Mangekyō Sharingan carried the risk of blindness.

But the Eternal Mangekyō Sharingan didn't have this drawback. All one needed to do was find another Mangekyō user, devour their Sharingan and bloodline, and they could break the curse that only blood relatives could fuse their Mangekyō, unlocking the Eternal Mangekyō.

However, Aizen didn't plan to use this power just yet.

He didn't want to become a one-eyed man.

Quickly, he deactivated his Sharingan. "System, open my personal panel."

"Ding, opening the Waifu panel."

**Host:** Fujiwara Aizen  

**Gender:** Male  

**Age:** 11 years old  

**Kekkei Genkai:** Sharingan  

**Chakra Nature:** Fire, Lightning, Earth, Yin, Yang  

**Chakra Amount:** 30 units  

**Secret Technique:** heaven Art (Fourth Level, includes body armor and teleportation)  

**Ninjutsu:** Fire Style: Great Fireball, Fire Style: Phoenix Flower, Fire Style: Dragon Fire, Shadow Clone, Transformation Jutsu, Body Flicker Jutsu, Summoning Jutsu  

**Summoned Beast:** Crow  

**Genjutsu:** Kyōka Suigetsu (once the enemy sees its Shikai, it can directly affect the soul, controlling all five senses, and it can manipulate chakra perception in the world of *Naruto*), Kotoamatsukami, Genjutsu: Sharingan  

**Taijutsu:** Basic Leaf Taijutsu, heaven Art techniques, Uchiha-style shurikenjutsu, kunai throwing  

**Chakra Nature Transformations:** Fire, Lightning, Earth  

**Inventory:** Kyōka Suigetsu Zanpakutō, Uchiha Shisui (deceased), Kunai ×15, Shuriken ×11, Various Clothes, Space Storage Scroll, Substitution Logs ×9  

"Genjutsu and the summoning beast are inherited, and the body is intact," Aizen muttered softly, turning his gaze downstream. A figure was rapidly approaching. Aizen murmured, "Is Itachi coming? In that case, I'll leave this Kotoamatsukami Sharingan with you for now."

After saying that, Aizen retrieved Shisui's body from the system inventory, carefully put it back in place, erased all traces, and disappeared from the area.

Aizen planned to recover this eye during the Fourth Great Ninja War.

By then, Obito's Mangekyō and bloodline would be his third target.

As for the second target, that would naturally be Uchiha Fugaku.

At the same time…

In the Root organization's base.

After returning to the base, Danzo could no longer endure the pain of his severed arm and soul, immediately summoning a medical ninja to repair his left arm.

"Hurry up! Is it done yet?" Danzo urged constantly, howling in pain.

At that moment, he didn't yet know that his soul had been severed. All he could feel was an unbearable, stabbing pain at the wound, as though it was drilling into his core, almost making him faint.

"Lord Danzo, it's done." The medical ninja wiped his cold sweat, reconnecting the arm, a difficult task indeed. Only medical ninjutsu at a very high level could achieve this.

Fortunately, the one who severed the arm was a skilled blade user, making the cut smooth. Otherwise, even with his medical ninjutsu, it would've been difficult to reattach.

However, before they could relax, the freshly reattached left arm began to rot at a visible rate, turning lifeless like a dried-up corpse.

It was exactly like when Orochimaru's hands were sealed by the Third Hokage during the Konoha Crush.

"What the hell is going on?" Danzo roared in fury.

The medical ninja, who had never encountered such a situation, stammered in fear, "Lord Danzo, I connected the muscles, bones, blood vessels, nerves… everything! This is the first time I've seen this happen."

"Then hurry and figure it out!" Danzo snapped impatiently.

"Yes, Lord Danzo." Relieved by the command, the medical ninja hurriedly left the room.

Clenching his teeth in pain, Danzo's eyes were filled with uncertainty.

He didn't doubt the truthfulness of the medical ninja's words. In Root, every ninja had been implanted with the Curse of the Tongue Eradication, eliminating any possibility of betrayal.

That meant the problem could only lie with the one who had severed his arm.

But who was it?

Not only did they possess speed surpassing Shisui's Body Flicker, but they also inflicted such irreversible damage.

Could it have been the person who controlled the Nine-Tails six years ago?

It was possible.

The more Danzo thought about it, the more terrified he became.

If that was the case, it was terrifying.

If Shisui's eye fell into the hands of someone like that, it would be a disaster for Konoha on the scale of the Nine-Tails attack.

"No, I am the root of Konoha. I cannot sit back and do nothing." With this thought, Danzo ordered the Root ninja beside him, "Where is Orochimaru now?"

"Lord Danzo, since Orochimaru defected, he has rarely contacted us. It's said he's now joined a mysterious organization, but his whereabouts are unknown."

"Useless, all of you!" Danzo gritted his teeth in fury, his face darkening. "Go! Find Orochimaru at all costs, and have someone keep a close watch on the Uchiha clan. Report any movements to me immediately!"

Ever since losing the position of Hokage, Danzo had never suffered such a loss.

Not only had he lost the Mangekyō Sharingan he had in his grasp, but he also lost his left arm.

He blamed all of this on the Uchiha clan.

Orochimaru was an all-around genius. Danzo's right arm, infused with Hashirama's cells, had been transplanted with his help.

With him, there might be a solution.

"Yes," the Root ninja responded respectfully and disappeared from the room.

On the other side, in the Hokage's office.

Late into the night, Hiruzen Sarutobi puffed on his pipe, waiting for the outcome of the Uchiha clan's meeting.

When it came to understanding people's hearts, Hiruzen had a firm grip.

Whether it was the Uchiha or Danzo.

In truth, he wasn't worried that the Uchiha would stir up any trouble.

He knew exactly what kind of person Uchiha Fugaku was.

Fugaku always acted cautiously and was even weaker than Hiruzen himself when it came to external affairs.

Even if Shisui hadn't used Kotoamatsukami on Fugaku, without Shisui as a powerful asset, the coup would come to nothing.

What he really wanted to hear about was Shisui's death.