Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Just then, the office door was pushed open.

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu strode in. Both of them wore angry expressions, clearly having received the news and come specifically to confront them.

Mitokado Homura, leaning on his cane, slammed it on the floor, his voice hoarse and stern: "Tsunade! You dismissed Shikaku from his position as Jonin class leader without authorization. Why didn't you consult the advisory council? This is unilateral action!"

Koharu Utatane chimed in, her voice shrill: "Your recent actions have completely deviated from the duties of Hokage! We have reason to suspect that you are no longer suitable to continue serving as Hokage!"

Looking at the two old men in front of her who were relying on their seniority, Tsunade finally ran out of patience.

She slowly stood up. Her movements were slow, yet they carried a chilling sense of oppression. She walked up to the two men, her gaze like two cold, sharp blades, staring directly into their eyes.

"Mitokado Homura, Utatane Koharu. You keep saying I'm not fit to be Hokage—do you even deserve it?"

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable power: "When the Second Hokage died in the Land of Lightning, you were his guards. And what did you do? You deserted your posts, abandoning the Second Hokage to face the Cloud Village's siege alone! If it weren't for your cowardice, the Second Hokage might not have died at all!"

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu's faces turned deathly pale instantly.

Tsunade continued, "And then there's Sakumo Hatake, the White Fang. He sacrificed his comrades to complete the mission, and you all condemned him, ultimately leading to his suicide in resentment. But what about you? How much benefit have you reaped in Konoha over the years? How many resources have you monopolized? How many meritorious figures have you sidelined? What right do you have to stand on your moral high ground and criticize others?"

"You elders, controlling the government, are hypocritical and selfish, consolidating your positions by suppressing meritorious officials and seizing power. What have you contributed to Konoha? Besides hindering its progress, what else can you do?"

The entire room fell silent.

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu were speechless, their faces flushed red and their chests heaving. Those long-buried secrets were ruthlessly revealed by Tsunade in front of everyone, leaving them utterly ashamed.

Just when the situation had reached a stalemate, the office door was pushed open again.

A tall, slender figure walked in calmly.

Uchiha Yao.

He wore a simple white robe, his face calm and his gaze indifferent, as if he were completely oblivious to the tense atmosphere in the office. He walked to Tsunade's side, stood still, and then slightly turned his head to look at the two livid old advisors.

The previously furious and domineering Tsunade softened slightly upon seeing Uchiha Yao. She nodded slightly as a greeting, then looked back at the two old advisors with an unprecedented confidence in her eyes.

This contrast shocked everyone present. Jiraiya's eyes widened, and Kakashi and Might Guy exchanged bewildered glances. They had never seen Tsunade show such an expression in front of anyone before—it was an expression of trust, reliance, and unwavering certainty, as if entrusting one's back to another.

Koharu, looking at Uchiha You's young and handsome face and then at Tsunade's gentle expression, felt a malicious glint in her eyes. She sneered, her voice sharp and sarcastic: "Oh—so this is the pretty boy that Lady Tsunade keeps? What, bringing him to the Hokage's office to show off? How shameless!"

Uchiha Yao wasn't angry, not even frowning. He simply glanced at Koharu Utatane, then took out a token from his robes and displayed it to everyone.

That was a Jonin's token.

Kakashi stepped forward, verified the authenticity of the token, and nodded: "This is a special Jonin's token from Konoha. The number and mark are correct. This Mr. Uchiha Yao is indeed a registered Jonin of Konoha."

Koharu's expression stiffened slightly. But she quickly regained her sarcastic tone and sneered, "So what if you're a Jonin? A brat of unknown origin dares to point fingers in the Hokage's office?"

Mitokado Homura chimed in, his voice laced with threat: "Tsunade, don't think you can do whatever you want just because you've found some unknown brat to back you up! We can unite all the major ninja clans and petition to remove you from your position as Hokage!"

Uchiha Yao finally spoke.

His voice was soft and indifferent, yet it carried a chilling quality that seemed to freeze the air: "Remove the Hokage? Do you even have the right to do so?"

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers lightly.

boom--!!!

A terrifying surge of chakra erupted from his body like a tsunami! The intensity of that chakra far exceeded everyone's expectations, as if an ancient behemoth was slowly opening its eyes. The entire Hokage's office trembled slightly under the impact of that chakra; the paintings on the walls shook violently, and the files on the desk were blown away by the shockwave.

Then, Uchiha Yao formed hand seals and gently patted the ground.

"Wood Release: The Four Pillars Technique"

Rumble—!!!

Countless thick vines and trees grew wildly from the cracks in the floor! As if they were alive, they instantly devoured the two chairs behind Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu, which symbolized the power of the advisors! The wooden chairs were entangled and torn apart by the vines, turning into fragments, and then replaced by new trees, becoming a small woodland.

The long-lost Wood Release technique has reappeared.

The terrifying pressure sent a shiver down everyone's spine. Jiraiya's pupils contracted sharply; he could clearly sense that the young man's chakra strength was comparable to that of the Second Hokage, Tobirama Senju! No, it might even be stronger!

Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu were so frightened that their faces turned deathly pale, their legs went weak, and they could barely stand. They opened their mouths wide, wanting to say something, but found that their teeth were chattering uncontrollably.

Uchiha Yao withdrew his hand, brushed the wood chips from his palm, and calmly swept his gaze across the entire area. His voice wasn't loud, but it carried an undeniable authority: "Konoha, strength reigns supreme. From today onward, all seniority and privileges are abolished. Everyone must unconditionally obey the Hokage's decrees."

He paused, his gaze falling on Mitokado Homura and Utatane Koharu: "As for you two—either shut up or get out."

The tide has turned completely.

All the Jonin present unanimously agreed with Tsunade's decisions. No one dared to utter another word.

Tsunade pressed her advantage and issued a major policy order.

She stood in front of the desk, holding a thick stack of documents, her voice cold and clear: "It has been verified that Shimura Danzo and his Root organization have been secretly researching bloodline limits, harming their own clansmen, and conducting clan experiments within the village for many years. The evidence is conclusive."

"Effective immediately, the Root organization is abolished. All licensing rights are transferred to the new Special Advisor—Senju You."

She raised her head, her gaze sweeping across the entire room: "Jiraiya, Kakashi, Hiashi Hyuga, Might Guy, and the leaders of the Ino-Shika-Cho clans—you will form a special task force to completely seal off the Root base and thoroughly investigate all crimes."

The sight that greeted everyone when they stormed into the forbidden area of ​​the Root left them all speechless.

In the vast underground space, rows of transparent containers were arranged. The containers contained the remains of various ninjas—some were incomplete, some had been modified beyond recognition, and some still retained the painful expressions of their last moments before death.

On a nearby shelf, rows of glass jars were neatly arranged. Inside the jars were piles of Sharingan eyes. Those scarlet eyeballs floated in the solution, as if still watching the world.

On the other side of the experimental table, there were dissected Byakugan, extracted Aburame Secret Technique poisonous insects, modified ninja dog test subjects, and even live research samples of the First Hokage's Wood Release cells.

Hiashi Hyuga stood before the row of glass jars containing Byakugan eyes, his face ashen, his fists clenched so tightly his knuckles turned white. He recognized some of them—the eyes of the main branch of the Hyuga clan, ninjas who had died in various missions. After their bodies were returned to the village, their eyes had been secretly harvested and sent here for research.

"Danzo!!!" Hiashi Hyuga let out an uncontrollable roar, the sound echoing through the underground space.

All the Jonin had seen through the darkness that Root had concealed for so many years. Everyone was indignant and furious.

With lightning speed, Uchiha Yao instantly subdued all the stubborn Root loyalists who resisted. His figure moved through the crowd like a ghost, and with each strike, a Root ninja fell to the ground. Those specially trained Root elites were like paper in front of him, utterly powerless to fight back.

As Jiraiya watched this scene, a complex and indescribable emotion welled up within him. He finally understood—where Tsunade's confidence came from.

After Mitokado En and Utatane Koharu fled back to their clan's territory, they were completely thrown into panic.

They knew that their years-long collusion with the underworld was about to be exposed. Once those shady dealings were uncovered, they would not only lose their current positions but could even face imprisonment.

They hastily joined forces with the Sarutobi clan to protect themselves. At the same time, they urgently sent a message to Danzo in the Daimyo's prefecture, urging him to return quickly to help.

At an emergency meeting of Konoha's high command, Tsunade suppressed news of the Root massacre to prevent unrest throughout the village. At the same time, she officially announced: "Shimura Danzo, suspected of privately researching bloodline limits, harming his own clan, and framing Orochimaru, is classified as an S-rank rogue ninja. He will be executed without exception throughout the entire territory."

Jiraiya instantly saw through Tsunade's intentions—using Orochimaru's wrongful conviction as leverage, she blocked all escape routes for herself and the Third Hokage's former subordinates. This move completely shattered the foundation of Konoha's old power structure.

Tsunade further subtly pointed out the old malpractice of shirking responsibility and avoiding combat during the Chunin Exams chaos. Her gaze swept across the room, her voice icy: "I won't pursue what happened back then. But from today onward, anyone who dares to shirk responsibility and avoid combat at crucial moments shouldn't blame me for bringing up the past."

No one dared to argue further.

The Sarutobi, Mitomon, and Utatane clans were utterly trapped in a desperate situation.

The secret police monitored their territory around the clock, and they suffered constant ostracism within the village. The once glorious clan was now like rats in the street, hated by everyone. They were filled with resentment, yet powerless to resist.

Danzo, who was far away in the Daimyo's residence in the Land of Fire, received an urgent report.

After reading the intelligence report in his hand, his face instantly turned ashen. He violently tore the report to shreds, the fragments flying through the air, mirroring his shattered state of mind.

His stronghold was destroyed. Root was wiped out. He was classified as an S-rank rogue ninja.

Danzo gritted his teeth, a crazed glint in his eyes. He packed his belongings and sped back. He was going back to the village; he was going to fight to the death.

He was completely unaware that the medical staff in Tsunade's hand was even more terrifying than he had imagined; she was waiting for him to return so she could thoroughly eradicate the chronic disease that had plagued the three generations.

This was the only thought in the mind of the legitimate granddaughter of the First and Second Hokage of Konoha.

……

After the arrangements were made, a brief silence fell over the Hokage's office.

Tsunade stood by the window, her back to everyone, gazing at the sky outside, which was dyed orange-red by the setting sun.

Her back was straight, but she carried an indescribable weariness—not physical weariness, but the kind of relief that comes from years of forbearance, compromise, and being constrained, finally being able to unload the burden she had been carrying.

Uchiha Yao stood beside her, saying nothing, simply keeping her company. He knew that what Tsunade needed at this moment was not comfort, not advice, but rather to silently process everything on her own.

After a long while, Tsunade turned around and glanced at the few people left in the office—Kakashi, Shizune, and the blond boy standing in the corner.

Naruto Uzumaki.

He had originally come to Tsunade to plead for Konohamaru, but unexpectedly witnessed a power shift that would be recorded in Konoha's history. He saw Grandma Tsunade's domineering rebuke of the two advisors, the shock of the mysterious boy using Wood Release, the appalling scenes in the Root base, and Hiashi Hyuga's suppressed roar.

His worldview was completely overturned in just a few hours.

He never imagined that his grandfather, who always smiled and gave him pocket money and patted his head affectionately, had done so many dark things behind his back. He never imagined that the inheritance left by his parents had been withheld by those high-ranking officials for so many years. He never imagined that the hardships he had endured as a child—the expired milk, the moldy bread, the days of scrimping and saving for a full meal—were all man-made.

If he had that kind of money when he was a child, he wouldn't have had to eat expired food. He wouldn't have had to hold his nose and drink spoiled milk. He wouldn't have had to rummage through his wallet counting his pitiful few coins to have a full meal at Ichiraku Ramen.

If my childhood was so miserable, are there many more people—the descendants of heroes who shed their blood for Konoha—who also suffered as much as I did?

Thinking of this, Naruto felt as if an invisible hand was gripping his heart tightly, causing him so much pain that he could hardly breathe.

That loving Third Hokage was utterly dead in his heart. Dead more completely than the Impure World Reincarnation he had witnessed during the Chunin Exams. In his place was a face just like those of the former Konoha high-ranking officials before him, who were only after power and profit—unfamiliar, cold, and chilling.

At this point, Naruto seemed to have matured a lot overnight compared to before. He was no longer the ignorant boy who only knew how to shout the slogan "I want to become Hokage". He began to understand that the political struggles at the top were far more complicated and dirty than what he had learned in the Ninja Academy.

Without Grandma Tsunade, no one would ever know any of this. Without Grandma Tsunade, he might have remained completely unaware his entire life, respecting the person who had exploited his parents' inheritance as a kind grandfather. Without Grandma Tsunade, the Hokage he aspired to be would have been nothing more than a reflection in a well, a flower in the water, a puppet manipulated by the higher-ups.

His mind was filled with many memories from his childhood.

He and Konohamaru were both children who had lost their elders. But he could only eat the worst food, wear the most tattered clothes, live in a leaky apartment, and be treated like a monster by the other villagers, even being beaten at will. And Konohamaru? He lived in a spacious house, wore brand-new clothes, had a Jonin teacher to guide him, and was pampered by his Hokage grandfather. Everything he had was the best.

Back then, he knew nothing. He just felt happy that he had finally gained a follower, that someone was finally willing to follow him around and call him "Big Brother." But looking back now—was it really because of his personal charm? Or was it because Konohamaru was tired of being in that high and mighty position and wanted to experience "commoner life," so he approached him, the lowest-ranking loser in the entire village?

Naruto dared not think any further.

He wanted to ask Grandma Tsunade, to get a definite answer from her. But when he saw Tsunade's tired expression and the mountain of files she hadn't yet processed, he swallowed back the words he was about to say.

He couldn't cause trouble for Grandma Tsunade at this time.

At the same time, he recognized Uchiha Yao's identity—the man who fought alongside Tsunade in another world, suppressing the resurrected First Hokage and Madara. Although his mind was filled with questions, he wisely kept them to himself. He knew that Uchiha Yao was now a supporter of Tsunade, and he couldn't possibly undermine her. Ultimately, it was the information Tsunade had previously revealed about his father that had instilled in him such deep trust in her.

Naruto now wholeheartedly supports Tsunade. Subconsciously, he regards Tsunade as his closest elder. This trust has even suppressed his previous eagerness to find Sasuke—because he knows there are more important things to do right now.

After the other people left, only a few trustworthy individuals remained in the office—Kakashi, Shizune, Naruto, and Uchiha Yo.

Tsunade walked to the desk, placed her hands on the surface, remained silent for a moment, then looked up, her gaze sweeping over everyone present. Her voice was calm, yet carried an unprecedented solemnity: "You must remember what I'm about to say. Because it will affect the future of Konoha."

She looked at Uchiha Yao, nodded slightly, and then said, "This is the Fourth Hokage from a parallel world—Uchiha Yao."

Upon hearing this, all three people present, except for Uchiha Yao himself, were stunned.

Shizune's eyes widened, her mouth agape: "A parallel world?!"

Kakashi's pupils suddenly contracted, his gaze sweeping back and forth over Uchiha Yao, as if re-examining the young man. He had long suspected this boy was extraordinary, but he never expected him to be from another world, and even more so, the Fourth Hokage.

Naruto, on the other hand, was completely shocked.

The Hokage of Konoha in another world? This guy, who's not much older than me, has already become the Hokage? And the Fourth Hokage at that? My grandfather was the Third Hokage, and my grandmother Tsunade was the Fifth Hokage—doesn't that mean the timeline of that world is earlier than mine?

wrong.

Suddenly, a question that Naruto had ignored for a long time flashed through his mind.

Who exactly is the Fourth Hokage of our world?

He looked up, his gaze involuntarily drifting to the familiar rock face outside the window—the Hokage Rock. Next to the Third Hokage's portrait, there was indeed an empty space, where a blurry face was carved. Every time he passed by, he felt a vague sense of familiarity, yet he never knew who that person was.

He never bothered to look it up. Because no one told him. The Third Hokage hadn't mentioned it, the teachers hadn't mentioned it, and no one else in the village had mentioned it. It was as if the Fourth Hokage was a deliberately erased blank in Konoha's history.

A sense of unease welled up in Naruto's heart.

Tsunade noticed the change in Naruto's expression, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes—regret, pity, and a hint of unspeakable guilt. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know how to begin.

Kakashi also noticed Naruto's expression. He looked at the blond boy, his eyes filled with complex emotions—guilt, heartache, and a sense of escapism stemming from not knowing how to face the situation.

He was once a student of the Fourth Hokage. He had promised his teacher that he would take care of Naruto. But over the years, because of his own inner conflicts, he ignored Naruto, watched him suffer, and never offered a helping hand.

He didn't know how to face Naruto.

Naruto, still reeling from the shock, failed to notice the complex expressions on Tsunade and Kakashi's faces. Only one thought remained in his mind—the Fourth Hokage of that world was Uchiha You, so who was the Fourth Hokage of our world?

While shocked, Jingyin felt an unprecedented sense of peace.

She had followed Tsunade for many years, witnessing firsthand how Tsunade transformed from one of the legendary Sannin, full of youthful vigor, into the Fifth Hokage, now constrained by higher-ups and overwhelmed by political affairs. She had seen Tsunade's loneliness as she drank alone late at night, her forbearance when faced with difficult advisors, and her exhaustion from countless compromises.

She once thought that this was probably how Tsunade's life would be. Restrained by those old guys, she would spend her Hokage term in mediocrity and then retire in obscurity.

But now, she saw the rekindled flame in Tsunade's eyes. It was a light she had never seen in Tsunade's eyes before—ambition, sharpness, and a do-or-die determination.

She took a deep breath and bowed solemnly to Tsunade: "Lady Tsunade! From this day forward, Shizune will wholeheartedly serve you, even unto death!"

Tsunade looked at her, nodded slightly, and a hint of relief flashed in her eyes.

Tsunade reiterated, "The reason Konoha is gradually declining is because its leaders cling to outdated rules, indulge in stability, and avoid change. They adhere to the old customs and practices from the Third Hokage's era, unwilling to make any changes or take any risks. They only want to preserve their own positions and interests; they don't care about Konoha's future at all."

"I have personally witnessed the power of Konoha in that other world—the Konoha there is the undisputed overlord of the ninja world. Sunagakure and Kirigakure are fused and merged, and half of the ninja world is under their control. The Hokage there can implement new policies without any scruples, without having to consider anyone's opinion."

"It was because I had seen Konoha like that with my own eyes that I was determined to seize power with lightning speed and break the deadlock to be reborn."

"Konoha, this can't go on any longer."

Her voice wasn't loud, but it carried a resolute strength. Everyone present could feel the determination in her heart.