What's wrong with having a large harem if you're the emperor of the ninja world?

"I have already agreed to Mikoto's request,"

Di Yan's voice became deep and aggressive, carrying the air of a monarch demanding a reward as if it were his right.

"Then...shouldn't Mikoto also promise me that she'll properly fulfill her duty of... 'appeasing' me?"

Mikoto's body tensed instantly.

The hatred in his eyes was diluted by the sudden shame and a deep sense of powerlessness.

She looked at Di Yan's young and handsome face, which was filled with desire.

Looking into his eyes, I felt a mix of emotions.

The flames of revenge need his power to ignite.

The price she paid was this body and her already shattered soul.

She closed her eyes, her long eyelashes trembling violently.

It was as if he had used up all his strength.

In the end, that resolute flame of revenge extinguished deep within his eyes.

It turned into a barely audible sigh.

With endless exhaustion and resignation.

She neither resisted nor yielded.

It was like a delicate doll, carrying a numbness that was almost like a sacrifice.

Under Di Yan's gaze, she slowly and deliberately turned over.

She straddled him.

The loose kimono slipped off her shoulders, revealing more of her fair skin.

Under the dim light of the palace bedchamber, it exuded a poignant and desperate beauty.

Revenge comes at a price.

But she had already done so many years ago on that dark and stormy night, along with her soul.

They were all mortgaged to the young emperor before them, who was both a lover and a devil.

Snapped!

Snapped!

The burning wax produced a series of sounds that echoed throughout the hall.

...

[Ding! You have completed a conversation with Mikoto Uchiha and gained a significant boost to your Mangekyou Sharingan power.]

[Please keep up the good work, host. After accumulating 5000 interactions with Uchiha clan members, you will upgrade to the Eternal Mangekyou Sharingan. (4528/5000)]

"Ugh..."

Upon hearing the system announcement, Di Yan's lips twitched involuntarily.

This system really makes me dare not slack off at all!

With Mikoto and Izumi, plus Hikaru.

Three Uchiha clan members only communicated 4528 times in eight years. On average, he dared not slack off every day during those eight years... He had to communicate at least once and a half times every day...

There are still 472 upgrades needed to reach the 5000 upgrade milestone.

Many times, Di Yan really wanted to shout:

System, do you know how I've gotten through all these years?

Sometimes, Di Yan doubted whether his unorthodox system was some kind of Dumas system.

Simply outrageous.

"Alright, get up quickly, or Guang will laugh at me when he comes over."

The gentle and kind-hearted Mikoto had already gotten up and even cleaned up the battlefield.

This made Di Yan sigh.

As expected of the old A6, its durability is amazing.

She's nowhere near as good as that trashy Kurenai Yuhi.

.......

9. Little loli Uchiha Hikaru; His Majesty insists on

I do not know how long it has been.

Di Yan was enjoying his time of enlightenment.

But Mikoto couldn't refuse him and continued to massage him...

An ambiguous and somewhat oppressive atmosphere permeated the palace.

Mikoto straddled him.

The loose kimono partially concealed her snow-white skin, which glowed softly in the dim light.

Di Yan's hand lingered on her slender waist.

With a sense of satisfaction from being in control of everything.

At this delicate moment.

Outside the heavy, carved wooden doors of the palace, a clear, slightly childlike voice suddenly rang out:

"Mikoto-neechan... are you inside? Have you seen brother...?"

The voice was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the enchanting atmosphere in the palace!

Mikoto Uchiha's body stiffened violently.

Like a startled rabbit, she suddenly sprang away from Di Yan.

The movements were so fast they almost left afterimages!

In her panic, she grabbed the loose kimono that had slipped off and hurriedly wrapped it around herself.

They tried to cover up those shameful traces.

Her cheeks flushed instantly, and her eyes were filled with the embarrassment of being caught red-handed.

Di Yan was also taken aback by the sudden interruption.

But then I found it interesting.

He watched as Mikoto hurriedly wrapped her kimono tighter.

His gaze swept over the snow-white skin that was barely concealed due to the haste, now partially hidden.

A sudden realization dawned on him.

No wonder I always felt that Mikoto looked empty underneath her kimono.

So it turns out it was all for his own "convenience" to "please" him whenever he wanted.

This realization brought a playful smile to his lips, carrying a sense of smug satisfaction at being in control.

“It is light,” Di Yan’s voice returned to its usual calm, even with a hint of deliberate gentleness. “I am here. Come in.”

The door was pushed open gently.

A petite figure skipped in.

She looked to be only twelve or thirteen years old.

She was not tall enough, but wore a well-tailored, dark purple short kimono.

She revealed a pair of slender, straight calves.

Her long, jet-black hair was loose and flowing, with the ends slightly curled.

Her small face was as delicate as that of a top-quality white porcelain doll.

Her large eyes were like obsidian immersed in clear water, pure and clear.

Her long eyelashes fluttered, carrying a kind of innocent naiveté.

However, beneath this youthful appearance...

Yet there exists a chilling contrast.

Occasionally, a trace of world-weariness and indifference, completely out of character for her age, would flash deep into her eyes.

Beneath that purity lies an unfathomable darkness.

Her petite stature did not diminish her presence at all.

Instead, it created a striking, unconventional charm and... a sense of danger.

She is... Uchiha Hikaru!

After Emperor Yan ascended the throne, he devoted all the vast resources of the Fire Kingdom to it.

at all costs.

They searched through ancient books, excavated ruins, and traced legends throughout the ninja world.

They even deployed eight hundred elite soldiers to conduct a thorough search.

Finally, in an ancient, sealed place hidden by powerful barriers and the passage of time, he found a clue.

He forcibly broke the shackles that had been sealed for many years by the ancestors of the Senju and Sarutobi clans.

They unearthed this forgotten weapon of the Uchiha war from the cold ground.

When the light shone once again into Uchiha Hikaru's eyes, which had been silent for many years.

Di Yan's figure became the only light she saw after a long period of darkness.

She saw him as her salvation, her only support.

As for Di Yan, he obtained his biggest trump card, which made him dare to confront Konoha and even covet the entire ninja world!

No one knows better than him.

What kind of world-destroying power lies dormant within this seemingly harmless little girl?

That terrifying power of sight originates from the deepest part of one's bloodline.

It is the ultimate weapon that can make any enemy tremble!

Uchiha Hikaru skipped and hopped closer to the bed.

The small nose suddenly wrinkled, like a little animal that had smelled something strange.

Her pure, large eyes swept between Di Yan and Mei Qin, then she sniffed hard.

Then, a look of understanding and a hint of... dissatisfaction appeared on his face.

"Hmm...this smell..."

Uchiha Hikaru tilted his head.

Her little mouth pouted slightly, and her eyes became somewhat resentful. "You guys were just... doing something fun!"

Her voice carried a childlike accusation.

But that dissatisfaction was real and intense.

She rushed to Di Yan, her small face tilted up, filled with grievance and questioning:

"It's one thing if you won't call me 'Sister Quan'! But why won't you invite me to play together?"

"Does my brother not like Hikari anymore? He only likes Mikoto-neechan!"

She put her little hands on her hips, looking sullen.