Only I can make Konoha Village great again.

The reason the Yamanaka brothers shut up was because of Hiruzen Sarutobi's constant talk of "the Will of Fire".

Fire will burn wherever leaves dance in the air.

The fire's shadow will illuminate the village and cause new leaves to sprout.

However, while the leaves of Hiruzen Sarutobi, Danzo Shimura, Koharu Utatane, and Homura Mitokado were perfectly fine, the new shoots of Minato Namikaze and Kushina Uzumaki "flew away".

As for why Minato Namikaze died, that's none of your business.

Whether Minato Namikaze is dead or not, Hiruzen Sarutobi is living a very comfortable life.

After a long silence, Yamanaka Chuu couldn't help but ask, "Big brother, has the Third Hokage always been like this, compromising, exchanging, and making concessions, or has it gradually become like this in recent years?"

Yamanaka Inoichi sighed: "Although I hate to admit it, the Third Hokage has always been like this."

Yamanaka Hatsukyu said with dissatisfaction, "How can this be? It's one thing to compromise with Uchiha Fugaku, but isn't it too strange to compromise with Shimura Danzo?"

"Moreover, the Third Hokage's approach of only caring about immediate stability and having no long-term plan is like planting a time bomb for the village."

Yamanaka Inoichi sighed again, "There's nothing I can do about it. It's always been like this. I don't accept your nonsense for no reason."

Yamanaka Chujiu muttered, "It's not right to always do it this way," and then said nothing more.

After returning home, the two brothers went to their respective rooms to rest, and Shan Zhongchu had a dream on the ninth day.

That was a strange dream.

A red moon hung in the sky, reflecting the dark red canopy. The ground was covered with a foot-deep layer of filthy blood and mud, and the air was filled with a pungent smell of blood and a lingering stench of corpses.

In the dream, Shan Zhongchu looked around and it took him a while to realize that it wasn't his dream.

As a member of the Yamanaka clan, who are most skilled in mental combat, he skillfully creates chakra through imagination and concentrates it under his feet, using the technique of treading water to quickly run across the surface of bloody mud.

He didn't know how he ended up in someone else's dream, but he knew he needed to find the dream's owner as soon as possible and find a way to wake them up and escape the dream.

Dreams are full of mystery and bizarre changes, full of strange developments that defy logic. If you're not careful, you can get lost in them and no longer be able to distinguish between reality and dreams.

At that time, the various strange phenomena in dreams will become indistinguishable from reality. Dream monsters, bizarre rules, and rapid time travel can all threaten the life of the dreamer.

Being killed in a dream, dying of old age, or being killed by rules can all lead to brain death in reality.

The most skilled mind-manipulation ninja of the Yamanaka clan can not only extract information from the heads of the dead, but also peer into the memories of the conscious, yet they try their best to avoid entering the dreams of the sleeping.

Shan Zhongchu ran for a long time in his dream, but the surrounding environment remained unchanged, as if he were trapped in the same place.

He showed no signs of discouragement or fatigue, and his chakra remained undiminished.

In this dream, "the power of my thoughts" is the strongest power. As long as Yamanaka Chujiu firmly believes in himself, he will never tire, never be hungry, and may even be immortal.

Shan Zhongchu Jiu doesn't care about time. If he did, he would believe, and if he believed, he would be trapped.

He kept running and running until he finally heard sobbing; it was the sound of a young child crying.

Yamanaka Chujiu's tense nerves relaxed, and a smile appeared on his face: "Great, finally there's a change."

Without hesitation, he turned around and ran towards the direction from which the crying was coming.

The crying grew clearer, but its direction remained uncertain. Shan Zhong Chu Jiu followed the direction of the crying, turning around more than ten times before finally spotting the crying child with his own eyes.

The moment he saw the child, the direction and distance remained unchanged, and Shan Zhong Chu Jiu appeared in front of the child in just one second.

The child was completely submerged in blood and gore, with only his head sticking out and his face covered in filth and blood.

After looking at it many times, Yamanaka Chukyu finally recognized it as Uchiha Itachi from the tear stains. Itachi was even younger than the one he had met yesterday.

This dream belongs to Uchiha Itachi, and the four-year-old is also trapped in the nightmare.

Yamanaka Chuji slowly crouched down and softly called his name: "Uchiha Itachi!"

Four-year-old Itachi looked up: "Who are you?"

Yamanaka Hatsukyu touched his headband: "I am Yamanaka Hatsukyu, a Konoha ninja. Where am I?"

Four-year-old Itachi, his eyes vacant, murmured, "This is a battlefield, the first battlefield my father showed me, a terrifying battlefield."

"If there were no war, there would be no battlefield, right?"

Yamanaka Chukyu replied, "Yes, but war will never disappear, and battlefields will continue to appear."

Itachi asked blankly, "I don't like the battlefield, what should I do?"

Yamanaka Chuku replied, "Organize the brave and keep the battlefield out of the sight of children, the elderly, women, and ordinary people."

Itachi's eyes lit up: "Are Konoha ninjas brave?"

Yamanaka Chujiu shook his head and said, "Most of them are, but they failed to keep the battlefield at a distance."

Itachi asked, "Why?"

Chu Jiu replied, "Because they didn't know why they were fighting, their lives were wasted."

Four-year-old Itachi looked at Chu Jiu, remained silent for a long time, and then asked again, "Can you save me?"

Yamanaka Chujiu replied, "I will do my best to help you, but only you can save yourself."

Itachi smiled and said, "I want to save myself. What should I do?"

"The first step is to stand up from the mud of flesh and blood!" said Chu Jiu from the mountains.

"Uchiha Itachi, you are the most talented ninja seed. You learned to refine chakra at the age of three, and you already knew the technique of walking on chakra water..."

"Stand up now!"

The suddenly louder voice possessed a power that compelled obedience.

Four-year-old Itachi involuntarily stood up, then lightly jumped, gathering chakra under his feet, and stood firmly on the flesh and mud.

Yamanaka Chujiu smiled: "Very good, this is a perfect first step."

Four-year-old Itachi smiled too. The blood and filth on his face had visibly diminished. After a moment of sudden confusion, he looked at Chu Jiu and said, "I remember now, you're Chu Jiu-senpai! You told me about the killing line!"

After saying that, the four-year-old Itachi had grown much taller and became the Uchiha Itachi we had just seen yesterday.

What an illogical dream!

Yamanaka Hatsukyu muttered something silently, then asked again, "Itachi, where is this place?"

Uchiha Itachi answered seriously, "This is the world of Tsukuyomi, but for some reason, it has turned into the world of Asura."

Upon hearing the name "Tsukuyomi," Yamanaka Hatsukyu looked around at his surroundings again: "So this is the world of Tsukuyomi."

"The absence of the cross binding Kakashi Hatake means they haven't yet found a false path to salvation?"