Chapter 37

As Madara spoke until his mouth was dry, the crowd had already been stunned into silence.

"Amazing!" Hashirama looked at Madara with admiration, as if he were seeing the Sage of Six Paths. He had only wanted to form an alliance, and the idea of a ninja village was something he had never dared to imagine.

"Is this person really only ten years old?" Yamaka and Akimichi looked at each other, feeling a chill down their spines. Uchiha Madara's strength was overwhelming, and his wisdom was even more monstrous.

"I am in awe. If Madara's vision is realized, it will not only change the world but also usher in a new era!" Nara Shikichi sighed in admiration.

Although he did not believe in the alliance, the idea of a ninja village proposed by Uchiha Madara had already moved him. Although this idea could not eliminate war, as Madara said, it could minimize it to the greatest extent, at least not like the current situation where each clan fights independently, with constant battles every day.

"So this is your idea. But if it really comes true in the future, who will be the leader of this ninja village, you or Hashirama?" Senju Shikama narrowed his eyes, looking at Madara and then at his nephew, feeling some concern.

"These are just my thoughts, and there are still many shortcomings. If you agree, we can all work together to improve the ninja village." Madara's words carried an irresistible charm, and Yamaka and Akimichi were somewhat moved.

"If the Senju clan agrees, we of the Ino-Shika-Cho will certainly join the ninja village that Madara speaks of." Nara Shikichi pondered for a moment, his eyes fixed on Senju Shikama. If the two largest clans in the ninja world joined forces, the power would not be as simple as one plus one.

"Shikama, we are old acquaintances. You are a smart person. If the Uchiha and Senju continue to fight, none of us will survive. We will ultimately be buried in the dust of history. On the contrary, if we put aside our past grievances and work together, the future will belong to us." Madara said sincerely.

"Madara, I understand what you are saying. If I could make the decision, I would certainly agree with your idea, but the Senju clan is not as simple as you think." Senju Shikama sighed deeply. Even if he believed Madara, the higher-ups in the clan would not take it seriously. They would stubbornly believe that the Uchiha clan had ulterior motives.

"A bunch of short-sighted fools. This world has never lacked for trash. I have cleared out the trash in the Uchiha clan. I wonder if you should also do some cleaning." Madara's face showed disdain.

"Madara!" Senju Shikama's face changed abruptly, and he said sternly, "I don't understand what you mean, but the Senju clan will not turn on each other."

"Ha! To find a way for the Uchiha clan to survive, I even killed my father. I understand Hashirama's thoughts very well. What is your choice now?" Madara did not look at Senju Shikama but stared intently at Senju Hashirama.

The faces of everyone in the room changed. Senju Shikama suddenly stood up, angry and said, "Uchiha Madara! Are you trying to incite Hashirama to kill his father? Are you overreaching?"

"I just want him to make the right choice." Madara glanced at Senju Shikama and said coldly.

"You!" Senju Shikama glared at Madara and said to Hashirama, "Hashirama, let's go!"

Senju Hashirama lowered his head, his expression unreadable, his fists clenched, and his body trembling slightly.

"Hashirama, do you want to collude with him? Are you going to kill your own father?" Senju Shikama saw his nephew's silence and shouted sternly.

Boom!

Suddenly, the skeletal hand of Susanoo appeared, striking Senju Shikama and pinning him to the wall behind him.

"Shikama, Hashirama has his own choice. No one can control his thoughts." Madara's cold Mangekyo Sharingan stared at him.

The three from Ino-Shika-Cho were stunned, not understanding how the two, who had been talking and laughing just moments ago, had suddenly turned against each other.

"Shikichi, should we leave too?" Yamaka swallowed hard, speaking in fear.

"Powerful!" Akimichi's eyes narrowed.

"That's a high-level Sharingan!" Nara Shikichi saw Madara's Mangekyo Sharingan and his eyes flashed with a sharp light.

"Wood Release — Diamond Summoning Wood!" Senju Hashirama had already formed the seals and shouted. The entire room rumbled, and several huge logs shot out from the ground, breaking through the wooden floor and instantly pushing the skeletal hand of Susanoo to the side.

Senju Shikama stood beside Senju Hashirama, his hand already on the hilt of the sword on his back, watching Uchiha Madara warily, his eyes filled with shock. The huge dark blue skeletal hand had made him smell the scent of death.

"What jutsu is this?" The three from Ino-Shika-Cho looked at each other, seeing the logs that had held back the skeletal hand, and were greatly surprised.

"You have awakened the Wood Release!" Madara narrowed his eyes, his gaze flickering as he looked at Senju Hashirama.

Bang!

The wooden door was suddenly pulled open, and Uchiha Yuta led several ninjas into the room. Seeing the scene inside, he was slightly taken aback and hurriedly knelt on one knee, saying, "Lord Madara, are you alright?"

"This is none of your business. All of you, get out." Madara said coldly.

"Lord Madara?" Uchiha Yuta glanced at the Senju Shikama and his nephew, somewhat hesitant.

"Didn't you hear me?" Madara's cold Sharingan eyes glowed with a crimson light, making people feel intimidated.

"Yes!" Uchiha Yuta did not dare to say more and hurriedly led the ninjas behind him out of the room, but he did not dare to leave, staying at a distance to keep watch.

"Hashirama, get out of here quickly!" Senju Shikama whispered to Senju Hashirama beside him.

"Hmph!" Madara suddenly dispersed his chakra, his Mangekyo Sharingan turning back to ordinary eyes, and said calmly, "Sorry! I got a bit carried away just now. Let's continue our discussion. Where was I?"

"..." The corners of the mouths of those in the room twitched.

"Madara, your idea of a ninja village is excellent. If I become the leader of the Senju clan in the future, I will certainly form an alliance with you and create a ninja village." Senju Hashirama smiled.

"Hashirama, are you crazy? Do you want to...?" Senju Shikama was greatly alarmed, glaring at his nephew. Although he did not say the rest, everyone present understood his meaning.

"But I will not kill my father. I will change the Senju clan with my own strength." Senju Hashirama did not look at Senju Shikama's angry expression and said seriously.

"Very well!" Madara said indifferently.

Senju Shikama secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his eyes turning cold, and he said sternly, "Uchiha Madara, your affairs are none of my concern, but the affairs of the Senju clan are not for you to meddle in. We will handle it ourselves. Hashirama, let's go!" He did not look at Madara, pulling Senju Hashirama, and was about to turn and leave when he heard a cold voice from behind.

"Wait!" Madara suddenly called out to Senju Shikama and Senju Hashirama.