Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Deep within the secret base, a heavy stone door slowly closed behind them, isolating them from all outside sounds.

The interwoven barriers around it emitted a faint glow, like an invisible screen, making this place the most impregnable sanctuary in Konoha.

Even the hidden strongholds at the root are slightly inferior in terms of protection.

On the stone bed, two swaddled babies were fast asleep.

Naruto's golden hair shone with a warm glow in the soft light, and his brows were slightly furrowed.

Beside him, Uchiha Sasuke had fair skin, soft black baby hair that clung to his forehead, and even breathing, his small fists clenched unconsciously.

Minato Namikaze, dressed in his signature yellow outfit, had a gloomy expression on his usually cheerful face. He instinctively shielded his wife, Mio Uzumaki, by his side. Their eyes were fixed on Naruto, their pupils filled with undisguised worry, and their fingertips trembled slightly, afraid of missing the slightest abnormality in their child.

Not far away, Itachi Uchiha, dressed in dark clan robes, his body not yet fully grown, already exuded a composure beyond his years. He carefully cradled his infant brother in his arms, his arms taut as if holding the most precious treasure in the world. His dark eyes were filled with anxiety, and he would occasionally gently nuzzle Sasuke's forehead with his cheek, feeling his brother's warmth, silently praying, "Sasuke, you must be safe." This was his only remaining family member in the world, and having experienced the undercurrents within the clan, he knew better than anyone the pain of losing a loved one.

"Teacher You, will Sasuke... really be safe?" Itachi Uchiha's voice trembled slightly, breaking the silence of the secret room. He bowed slightly, his posture respectful, but his eyes were fixed on Uchiha You, who was slowly walking towards the stone bed, his eyes filled with hope and trepidation.

Uchiha Yao nodded in acknowledgment, his steps steady, his black trench coat rustling slightly in the wind as he walked. He stopped before the stone bed, slowly closing his eyes. When he opened them again, his pupils had turned a deep crimson, the patterns of his Mangekyou Sharingan resembling blooming ink petals, flowing with mysterious and powerful energy. His crimson gaze swept over the two sleeping infants, subtle fluctuations of chakra emanating from his eyes, like the most precise detectors, penetrating into the infants' bodies.

A moment later, Uchiha Yao's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly, a realization dawning on him: Just as he thought. Even though his intervention had altered the plot in many ways, Naruto Uzumaki and Sasuke Uchiha's destiny as reincarnations of Ashura and Indra remained unshaken. Those two hidden yet pure chakras lay dormant deep within them, carrying the will of ancient ancestors, like a dormant volcano, ready to influence their future trajectories at any moment.

He withdrew his Sharingan, the crimson faded, and his eyes returned to their dark color. He turned to look at the expectant crowd. "I have investigated thoroughly," Uchiha Yao's voice was calm yet carried an undeniable power. "There is indeed a hidden chakra within the two children, containing a special will."

Minato and Mito's expressions changed drastically. Mito stepped forward, urgently asking, "You-sensei, what's going on? Are they remnants of the Nine-Tails' night?" His hand unconsciously rested on the kunai pouch at his waist, his chakra surging slightly, clearly ready for battle. Uzumaki Mio bit her lower lip tightly, tears welling in her eyes, clutching Mito's sleeve, her gaze fixed intently on Uchiha You, yearning for a reassuring answer.

Itachi Uchiha's breathing became rapid, and he tightened his grip on Sasuke's arm, a ruthless glint flashing in his eyes: "Was it done by the mysterious person who manipulated the Nine-Tails back then?" He recalled the chaos and terror when the Nine-Tails attacked the village, and his heart was filled with dread for the enemy hiding in the shadows.

Uchiha Yao slowly shook his head, not mentioning the truth about Ashura and Indra's reincarnations—these karmic entanglements spanning millennia, even if explained, might not be understood by them, and could only cause more trouble. "It's still uncertain who exactly did it, but it's highly likely related to the night of the Nine-Tails," he carefully chose his words, his tone grave. "The situation was chaotic at the time, and it's very possible that someone took advantage of the chaos to tamper with the two children, planting this chakra as a backup plan."

He paused, noticing the growing grimness on everyone's faces, and added, "However, you don't need to worry too much. This chakra is currently dormant and won't harm the children in the short term. I can seal its will with a secret technique, and when they reach adulthood and have sufficient power and judgment, they can decide for themselves how to handle it."

Hearing this, Minato and his wife breathed a sigh of relief. Mito's tense expression eased considerably, and he gently wiped away the tears from his wife's eyes. Itachi Uchiha also slowly relaxed, the anxiety in his eyes fading, replaced by gratitude: "Thank you, Yo-sensei. I entrust everything to you." He knew Yo's strength well; since the other party had made a promise, he must be absolutely confident.

Uchiha Yao nodded slightly, walked to the stone bed, and stretched out his hands, a soft golden light slowly emanating from his palms. The light was warm and pure, like the first rays of morning sunlight, carrying the power to heal all things—this was the power of light from Ultraman Tiga within him, enough to purify evil and seal away wills. He carefully placed his palms on the foreheads of the two infants, and the golden light, like silken threads, slowly seeped into their bodies, following the trajectory of chakra, precisely finding the two hidden wills.

As the light shifted, a slight agitation could be seen within the infant's chakra, seemingly resisting the foreign force. However, it quickly subsided under the gentle embrace of the light's power. Uchiha Yao focused his energy, gradually peeling away and sealing the two wills within specific areas of the infant's body, like placing an invisible shackle on them. He thought to himself: In this way, Naruto will no longer become overly impulsive and even somewhat naive due to Ashura's will, as he was in the original story; Sasuke will not be ensnared by Indra's obsession, falling into the abyss of revenge and filled with resentment. Their lives should be in their own hands.

Half an hour later, Uchiha Yao withdrew his hands, and the golden light gradually dissipated. He nodded slightly: "Alright, the seal is complete. This will will no longer affect their growth. When they come of age, I will remove the seal and let them choose for themselves how to face this inheritance."

Minato and Mito rushed forward and carefully picked up Naruto. Mito gently stroked his son's cheek, feeling his steady breathing, and a long-lost smile appeared on his face. Mio Uzumaki was overjoyed and wept, pressing a soft kiss to Naruto's forehead. Itachi Uchiha also carefully checked Sasuke, and after confirming his younger brother was safe, he bowed deeply to You Uchiha, saying, "I can't thank you enough, You-sensei."

Just then, Uchiha Yao suddenly spoke, his tone serious: "Mitomon, Itachi, I have an idea." He looked at the two babies, a hint of expectation flashing in his eyes, "Naruto and Sasuke are exceptionally talented and bear special destinies. I want to take them as my students and personally teach them their training."

Upon hearing this, the three people in the secret room were stunned. The smiles on Minato and his wife's faces froze instantly, then turned into unbelievable ecstasy. Uchiha You was now the de facto ruler of Konoha, holding a prestigious position and possessing unfathomable strength. Becoming his disciple was undoubtedly the best outcome for Naruto. Even if they encountered misfortune in the future, with You-sensei's protection, Naruto could grow up safely. "You-sensei, is...is this true?" Uzumaki Mio's voice trembled with excitement, and tears welled up again, these were tears of joy.

Mitomon could not hide his excitement. He held his wife's hand tightly and bowed deeply to Uchiha Yao: "Thank you for your kindness, Teacher Yao! It is Naruto's good fortune to become your disciple! We, as a couple, are extremely grateful!" His voice was choked with emotion, and a huge weight was lifted from his heart.

Itachi Uchiha was briefly shocked, then a relieved smile appeared in his eyes. He knew his future path was fraught with thorns, and he might not be able to stay by Sasuke's side forever. If Sasuke could receive instruction from Yo Uchiha, he would not only gain immense power but also establish himself in Konoha, no longer needing to be entangled in the rise and fall of his clan. "I agree," Itachi Uchiha nodded solemnly, "It is Sasuke's good fortune to be able to become Yo-sensei's student."

Uchiha Yao smiled slightly, reached out, and gently stroked the heads of the two infants: "From this day forward, Naruto and Sasuke will be my disciples." At this moment, the gears of fate quietly turned, and the reincarnations of Ashura and Indra became fellow disciples in a new era.

Then, Uchiha Yao took out two scrolls from his pocket and handed them to Mitomon and Uchiha Itachi. "These are my gifts for the two children to formally become disciples," he explained. "This Rasengan scroll is for Naruto. Mitomon, you have a deep understanding of the Rasengan, so please teach Naruto on his behalf. When he's a little older, I'll personally instruct him."

Mitomon received the scroll with both hands, feeling its warmth. The scroll was printed with three powerful characters: "Rasengan." He could feel the powerful chakra fluctuations contained within it, and he was deeply shocked: "Master You, this is too precious! I will definitely teach Naruto well and live up to your expectations!" Rasengan is Uchiha You's signature technique, a rank A ninjutsu without hand seals. The fact that he gave it to Naruto so easily shows how much he values ​​his disciple.

Uchiha Yao then handed another scroll to Uchiha Itachi: "This Chidori scroll is for Sasuke. The characteristics of Chidori complement the Uchiha Sharingan perfectly, making it suitable for Sasuke's training." Uchiha Itachi accepted it with both hands, solemnly tucked it into his robes, and bowed again: "Thank you, Yao-sensei."

After dealing with the children's affairs, everyone left the Dark Side base one after another, and the secret room returned to tranquility, leaving only the faint light of the barrier to protect this new bond.

Inside the Hokage's office, sunlight streamed through the windows, casting dappled shadows on the floor. Thick stacks of files piled on the desk, the air thick with the scent of ink and a faint aroma of tea. Uchiha You sat behind the large, solid wood desk, wearing the Hokage cloak, its red flame patterns gleaming in the sunlight. He intently reviewed the files, his pen scratching across the paper with a soft, scratching sound.

Tsunade sat on the sofa, dressed in a white medical ninja uniform, arms crossed, watching Uchiha Yao work diligently, a lazy smile playing on her lips. She held a cup of hot tea in her hand, the rising steam blurring her delicate features, but unable to conceal the admiration in her bright eyes. "How do you plan to arrange the relocation of the Sarutobi, Mitomon, Utatane, and Shimura clans?" Tsunade asked, breaking the silence of the office.

Uchiha You put down his pen, rubbed his temples, and said calmly, "Relocate them to a remote clan settlement on the outskirts of the village. These four clans were deeply involved in the previous incident. While we can't condemn them outright, they need to be allowed to calmly reflect." He paused, then added, "The Shimura clan behaved reasonably well in the incident, not participating too much in Root's evil deeds, and there's been remorse within the clan. We can focus on supporting the Shimura clan, allowing them to develop peacefully in their new settlement. Their good behavior can serve as an example to inspire the Sarutobi, Mitomon, and Utatane clans to recognize reality and behave themselves."

Tsunade nodded slightly, agreeing, "That's a good method. Dividing and weakening is more effective than simply suppressing." She took a sip of hot tea and changed the subject, "By the way, news came from the Hyuga clan that some old fogies in the main family are unwilling to let the branch family escape their control. They actually want to re-establish the branch family's system of enslavement, branding all clan members other than the main family members with the Caged Bird Seal." As she said this, there was a hint of disdain in Tsunade's tone.

A cold glint flashed in Uchiha Yao's eyes. The corruption and stubbornness of the Hyuga main family were indeed well-deserved. "Hmph, they've certainly made a good plan," he sneered. "Since they're used to enslaving others, let's indulge them." He pondered for a moment, a cunning glint in his eyes. "Root has been secretly pushing for a racial division between black and white people in the Land of Lightning. We can take this opportunity to purchase a batch of black people from the Land of Lightning and present them to the Hyuga main family as slaves. This way, we can satisfy their vanity of being served, expand the influence of the slave trade, and further weaken the strength of the Land of Lightning—a win-win situation."

Upon hearing this, Tsunade couldn't help but laugh: "Your idea is really cunning, but it definitely works. Those old fogies in the Hyuga main family, with new slaves, will naturally stop eyeing their own people." She put down her teacup, stood up, and walked to her desk. "And what about Itachi? What are you planning to do with him? He has great talent; his Sharingan has already awakened, and he's a promising talent."

"Itachi's talent is indeed rare," Uchiha Yao said, a hint of admiration in his eyes. "I plan to have Shisui lead the team to train him. Shisui is gentle, powerful, and also possesses the Mangekyou Sharingan, which will allow him to guide Itachi's growth well and prevent him from going astray." He paused, then continued, "As for Kakashi, he has already grown up and is strong enough to stand on his own. The environment of the Anbu and Root is too oppressive and not suitable for him. Letting him independently carry out some high-difficulty missions and accumulate more practical experience will be more beneficial to his growth."

Tsunade nodded, offering no objection. She gazed at Uchiha Yao's focused profile, the sunlight illuminating his face and outlining his features, and a strange emotion welled up within her. These past few days, working alongside Uchiha Yao in handling Konoha's affairs, watching him swiftly reform the village and embrace various factions with magnanimity, her admiration for him had grown daily.

Before they knew it, dusk had fallen, and the office lights glowed with a dim yellow light, adding to the ambiguous atmosphere. Uchiha Yao finished processing the last file, stretched, and turned to look at Tsunade, only to find her staring intently at him, a strange light in her eyes. "What's wrong?" he asked, raising an eyebrow, a hint of amusement in his voice.

Tsunade's cheeks flushed slightly as she avoided his gaze, but instead of leaving, she walked to his side, placed her hands on the desk, and leaned forward slightly. A faint, sweet fragrance wafted towards Uchiha You's nose. "It's nothing, I just feel that with you here, Konoha will get better and better." Her voice carried a hint of gentleness that was hard to detect, quite different from her usual domineering demeanor.

Uchiha Yao's heart stirred, and he reached out to grasp Tsunade's hand. Her hand was warm and soft. "With you assisting me, I can do things with more peace of mind." His voice was deep and magnetic, and his gaze was fixed intently on Tsunade.

Their eyes met, and an atmosphere of ambiguity grew thicker. Tsunade's cheeks flushed crimson, and her heart raced. Uchiha You slowly rose, pulling her into his arms, feeling her soft body and rapid breathing. The office lights were soft, illuminating the two embracing. As the night deepened, their feelings quietly intensified in the silence.

The following morning, the sky over Konoha was exceptionally clear, the sun shining brightly, yet carrying a hint of winter chill. On the edge of the forest surrounding the village, a large, open area was bustling with activity. Dozens of ninjas were busy building new clan settlements, the sounds of wood and stone clattering echoing throughout. This was the new residence prepared for the four clans of Sarutobi, Mitomon, Utatane, and Shimura. Although located in a remote area, the settlements were quite large and fully equipped.

The Shimura clan members were the first to arrive, mostly dressed in simple clothes, their faces filled with trepidation and anticipation. When they saw the brand-new clan territory, the spacious training grounds, and the neat houses, everyone's faces lit up with joy. An elderly clan chief, his hair white, leaning on a cane, walked shakily throughout the entire clan territory, his eyes filled with tears of emotion: "This is wonderful! Our Shimura clan finally has a new home! Thank you, Teacher You, for your kindness; thank you, Konoha, for your blessing!"

The clansmen echoed their sentiments, their faces beaming with gratitude, and began busily moving luggage and tidying up the house, filling the air with laughter and joy. They knew that their clan received such treatment entirely thanks to Uchiha Yao's magnanimity, and secretly vowed to remain law-abiding and contribute their strength to Konoha.

In stark contrast were the Sarutobi, Mitomon, and Utatane clans who arrived later. Most of the Sarutobi clan members were dressed in magnificent clan attire, their faces filled with arrogance and discontent. Looking at their remote new clan territory, they began to complain. "Damn it! Why were we driven to a place like this? We, the Sarutobi clan, are a prestigious family in Konoha!" a middle-aged ninja roared angrily, his voice filled with resentment.

The members of the Mitomon and Utatane clans weren't much better off. Their faces were grim, their brows furrowed, and they grumbled under their breath, filled with resentment towards their new clan territory. "There aren't even any decent shops here, how are we supposed to live?" "Uchiha Yo is deliberately targeting us! He wants to completely suppress us old clans!" The complaints and curses were incessant, a stark contrast to the cheerful laughter of the Shimura clan.

Not far away, a brand-new building rose from the ground, the six large characters "Police Affairs Division" on the plaque particularly eye-catching. This was Konoha's newly established department, specifically responsible for resolving the rift between the village and the four clans, and maintaining order in the surrounding area. Minato Namikaze, dressed in the uniform of the Minister of Police, stood at the entrance, observing the starkly different reactions from the four clans, a hint of helplessness on his face. Beside him, Asuma Sarutobi's face was ashen, his heart filled with shame and anger as he looked at the complaining faces of his clansmen.

"These people are truly ungrateful," Sarutobi Asuma said through gritted teeth. "Master You has been so magnanimous, not pursuing their crimes and even arranging new clan lands for them, yet they are still not satisfied!" As the son of the Third Hokage, he chose to stand on Uchiha You's side. Having witnessed the changes in Konoha, he was filled with admiration for Uchiha You and heartbroken by his own clan's shortsightedness.

Minato Namikaze patted him on the shoulder, comforting him, "Asuma, don't be too angry. They can't accept the fact that they've fallen from a high position right now, so it's inevitable that they'll complain a bit. Let's take it slowly, and they'll eventually understand Yo-sensei's good intentions." His tone was calm, yet carried a hint of determination.

Just then, Kakashi Hatake, dressed in his Anbu uniform, slowly approached. He still wore a mask, revealing only his crimson Sharingan eyes, his expression grave. "Captain, Vice-Captain," Kakashi bowed slightly, his voice low, "According to my investigation, the Sarutobi, Mitomon, and Utatane clans harbor deep resentment, and they are still secretly colluding, led by the Sarutobi clan. They seem dissatisfied with Yo-sensei's arrangements and show signs of resistance."

Minato Namikaze and Asuma Sarutobi's expressions instantly turned serious. "It seems things aren't as simple as we thought," Mitokado said in a deep voice. "We must take measures as soon as possible to prevent them from taking any drastic actions."

The message quickly reached the Hokage's office. Uchiha You listened to the report, his face expressionless, as if he had already anticipated this. "As expected," he said calmly. "These old clans have enjoyed privileges for too long; suddenly losing power and status is naturally unacceptable." He paused, a glint of wisdom flashing in his eyes. "Since the Shimura clan has performed well, we will give them even greater rewards. Go tell the Shimura clan head that as long as they remain true to their principles, behave themselves, and contribute to Konoha for the next two years, I will allow them to relocate to a superior plot of land on the outskirts of the forest, where the environment is several times better than it is now."

"Teacher Yao, won't this make the other three races even more dissatisfied?" Tsunade asked worriedly from the side.

Uchiha Yao smiled slightly: "This is exactly the effect I want. Let them see that as long as they sincerely serve Konoha, they will be rewarded; conversely, if they only complain and resist, they will only be completely marginalized. In this way, we can both motivate the Shimura clan and divide the other three clans, creating internal conflicts among them and making them afraid to act rashly."

Tsunade suddenly realized and couldn't help but praise, "What a brilliant plan! This way, they'll understand that only by adapting to the times can they gain a foothold in Konoha."

The news quickly spread to the new clan territories of the four clans. The Shimura clan members were overjoyed, their enthusiasm for work soaring even higher, their hearts filled with gratitude towards Uchiha You. Meanwhile, the Sarutobi, Mitomon, and Utatane clans were in an uproar. Some were jealous, some were angry, and some began to waver, secretly thinking: perhaps, following You-sensei's arrangements was the best choice. The unity within the three clans instantly cracked; the goal of sowing discord had been achieved.

Meanwhile, within the Sarutobi clan's territory, the atmosphere was oppressively suffocating. Inside an old-fashioned house, Hiruzen Sarutobi sat in a wheelchair, his arms blackened from the previous battle, his face wrinkled, his eyes cloudy, yet still retaining a trace of the former shinobi hero's majesty. Beside him, Homura Mitokado and Koharu Utatane also sat in wheelchairs, their faces ashen, their breathing unsteady, clearly still resentful about being stripped of their power and relocated to a remote clan territory.

At the entrance of the house, Jiraiya, wearing his signature red cloak, stood with his hands in his pockets, a hint of embarrassment on his face. Beside him, Tsunade stood with her arms crossed, her expression cold, her bright eyes filled with undisguised mockery. The two had come on Uchiha Yo's orders to announce the final decision regarding the three.

"Old man, now that things have come to this, you should face reality," Jiraiya sighed, his tone heavy. "The crimes of Root have been exposed, and as the high-ranking members at the time, you cannot escape blame."

"Face reality?" Mitokado Homura suddenly raised his head, his eyes filled with anger. "We have fought for Konoha all our lives and given so much effort! Without us, would Konoha be as prosperous as it is today? Uchiha You is nothing but a usurper who rose to power by relying on his bloodline limit! He has no right to deny our achievements!" His voice was hoarse, filled with endless resentment.

Koharu Utatane chimed in, her face flushed red: "That's right! We built our clans to counterbalance those powerful clans and give commoner ninjas a chance! What did we do wrong? Why are we being treated like this!" Her voice was sharp and full of resentment.

Upon hearing this, Tsunade couldn't help but sneer, her tone icy: "What did you do wrong? You still have the nerve to say that! The Ninja Academy was founded by the Second Hokage to give all ninjas a fair chance, and what have you done? You abused your power, protected the Root, and condoned Danzo's human experiments and the theft of others' bloodline limits! Your so-called 'for Konoha' is nothing but satisfying your own lust for power!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Mitokado Homura glared at Tsunade. "We're doing this for the stability of Konoha! Those powerful clans are too influential; if they're not checked and balanced, Konoha will fall apart sooner or later!"

"Checks and balances?" Tsunade stepped forward, looking down at him with disdain in her eyes. "Your so-called checks and balances are just about excluding and suppressing capable clans? The Uchiha clan made great contributions to the establishment of Konoha and is one of the two most important clans in the village's founding! And what have you done? You just fear and exclude them, pushing them to the brink of despair. Is this what you call the Will of Fire?"

Tsunade's words were like sharp blades, piercing the hearts of the three. Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu's faces turned pale and then red, they opened their mouths but could not refute her. They knew in their hearts that what Tsunade said was true, but their long-standing power and status had prevented them from facing their mistakes.

Hiruzen Sarutobi, who had been silent all along, slowly raised his head and looked at Tsunade with a complicated expression: "Tsunade, do you really want to kill us all? After all, we watched you grow up, and you are also an elder of Konoha." His voice was hoarse and pleading.

Tsunade's eyes narrowed, her tone resolute: "The law shows no mercy. Based on the evidence gathered and the truth gleaned from Danzo's mind, Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu, as former Hokage advisors, not only failed to fulfill your duty to warn the Hokage, but also repeatedly covered up Root's misdeeds and protected criminals. From this day forward, you two are classified as S-rank criminals and imprisoned in Konoha Prison for life!"

"What?!" Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu's expressions changed drastically, their eyes filled with terror. "Tsunade, you can't do this! We're old and disabled, how can we endure the suffering of prison!" Utatane Koharu's voice was choked with sobs, all her previous arrogance gone.

"This is the end you deserve," Tsunade said unmovedly. "Hiruzen Sarutobi, as the Third Hokage, you condoned the Root's evil deeds and turned a blind eye to the village's darkness. You bear an undeniable responsibility. Considering your past contributions to Konoha, you will not be publicly executed. However, from this day forward, you must reflect on your actions in the Sarutobi clan's shrine. Without the Hokage's order, you are not to step outside the shrine!"

"I gave my entire life for Konoha..." Two streams of turbid tears flowed from Hiruzen Sarutobi's eyes, his gums were bitten until they bled, and his voice was hoarse and unwilling, "You can't deny everything I've done..."

Jiraiya looked at the scene before him, his heart filled with melancholy, but he didn't say anything.

He knew that Tsunade's decision was correct; only by thoroughly eradicating this darkness could Konoha usher in a new era of light.

"Take them away!" Tsunade gave the order, and a dozen or so Anbu members poured into the house. They were dressed in black uniforms, wore masks, and had cold eyes. Three of them had crimson Sharingan eyes flashing beneath their masks—they were the elite of the Uchiha clan, now the backbone of the Anbu, and could finally hold their heads high.

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu struggled and screamed, but to no avail, and were forcibly dragged away by the Anbu members. Their screams echoed throughout the clan grounds, attracting a large crowd of clan members. The Sarutobi clan members watched as the two former advisors were taken away, their faces showing complex expressions—anger and resentment—but no one dared to step forward to stop them.

Outside the clan's territory, a legion of elite Uchiha ninjas was already on high alert.

They were dressed in uniform, and Zhou coldly watched every move within the clan's territory.

Any unusual activity will be met with an immediate attack and treated as treason.

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