The ones in charge of most of Hua Yan's classes were Kagane Kanadake and Mitsuki Munechika. The former was truly an elegant master, while the latter had a natural temperament. He was the one that Hua Yan personally selected as Sarana's learning partner.
The ones in charge of commanding the troops were the already polarized Shiro Houto and Nagano Mitsuru Toru. The ones in charge of warlord strategy were Hasegawa Division and the experienced Kanadake Mitsusada.
The rest of the classes had their own arrangements. The densely packed classes were comparable to the exam-oriented education in Hua Country. However, Sarana Uchiha was able to grit her teeth and persevere on the premise that she had plenty of time to study.
When the report card was placed on Hua Yan's desk, even Hua Yan had to admit that this short-lived human had superior aptitude.
Willpower, temperament, faith, talent, intelligence, Hua Yan could hardly imagine that such a tenacious human could be born in this barren land that had been licked by the flames of war.
No, it could only be said that such a miracle could only be born in a place like this.
In the elegant and exquisite room, Hua Yan sat on the ground with Theta Sagittarii's body. Although she had just started learning etiquette, she was already quite decent with Sarana Uchiha.
She wasn't a lively child to begin with, so she absorbed knowledge particularly quickly. Because of her wisdom and confidence, her eyes shone faintly.
Hua Yan always felt that such a pair of eyes was never worse than Uchiha's eyes.
"It seems that you have inherited your father's strength and your mother's mind."
Hua Yan patted Sarana's little head and looked at the report card on the table with a gratified smile.
"Your mother was originally smart, and your thirst for knowledge is also very similar. You will definitely become an outstanding person in the world in the future."
Sakura Haruno was a typical academic god. She had already surpassed the level of a top student. Her theoretical knowledge was almost the most unattainable existence among the students of the same age.
While everyone was using all kinds of tricks for the exam, Haruno Sakura's dictionary had already eliminated the words "those who know and those who don't know", "those who have studied and those who are beyond the syllabus", and directly raised it to "those who are correct and those who are wrong".
Even Sasuke Uchiha, who was originally talented and worked hard to avenge his brother, couldn't compare with Sakura Haruno in theoretical knowledge.
Perhaps Sakura Haruno's academic personality was very weak in the eyes of most ninjas, but Hua Yan was extremely satisfied with this characteristic of Sarana's.
She didn't intend to let Sarana take the route of conquering the world by force. She hoped that Sarana could be admired by the world, not revered.
And the prerequisite for achieving this goal was to untie the knot in Sarana's heart – father and mother, blood and kinship, and the recognition and understanding of the fetters.
Compared to Hua Yan's decisiveness, Sarana was still a little confused: "Uncle, no matter how much knowledge I learn, if I don't have strong strength, how can I unify the world?"
Hua Yan put down the report, patted Sarana's head, and said with a smile: "Is your mother strong?"
Sarana: "Strong."
Hua Yan: "Is the Seventh Daime-sama strong?"
Sarana: "Very strong."
Hua Yan: "No matter how hard you work, you can at most reach the level of the Seventh Daime-sama when you grow up, but has the Seventh Daime-sama unified the world?"
Sarana was even more confused. Hua Yan took out a map from the drawer, spread it out, pointed to the five countries, and said to her: "How do you think the people of the world control the world? Do you think you can kill them single-handedly with a saber? "
"No matter how strong an individual's courage is, it's not enough. Of course, this doesn't mean that you have to slack off on your cultivation, on the contrary, you also have to become stronger. But individual strength is not what you rely on to unify the world, it's to not let this become your weakness. "
"Sarana, you want to become the person who unifies the world, not the person who starts wars. You want to use your wisdom to get this vast territory, not rely on strength to make everyone surrender."
Hua Yan patted Sarana's head and smiled gently.
"Killing with a sword and controlling with strength is the lowest way to rule. Controlling the world with one's heart and making everyone submit is the true way of a king."
"A king who can make people willingly submit is not the strongest person, but the one who can bring happiness to the people the most."
"The five countries today are maintaining a delicate balance. If you intend to use force to conquer the world, you are destined to become a thorn in everyone's side."
"What I want you to learn is how to obtain the world without shedding a drop of blood."
"Sarana, you are actually very lucky. A good background and a strong bloodline are actually not your greatest assets. Your strongest assets are your brain, your intelligence, and your will."
Hua Yan held Sarana's two small hands and pressed them on the map, chuckling: "It's not difficult to obtain the world, what's difficult is how to govern your own country after obtaining the world. This is something you need to face and think about in the future."
"Your father gave you the strength to protect yourself, and your mother gave you the intelligence to unify the world, so you are very lucky."
Sarana bit her lips slightly, only feeling that the word "parents" was surprisingly heavy.
"I am Sarana Uchiha, the legitimate descendant of the Uchiha family."
"But uncle, mom and dad … are they really husband and wife?"
A father who never came home, and a mother who always looked happy, but would get angry at the mention of "husband and wife".
Did this broken family have any ties to tie them down?
She was Sasuke Uchiha's child … but was she Sakura Haruno's child?
As long as Sarana thought of this possibility, she felt a little breathless. This was the heaviest pain she had to bear — the mother she loved, who loved her, might not be related to her by blood.
If she was not Sakura Haruno's child … if her uncle was not her uncle … if the family she recognized was actually not her family …
Then what did she have? The people who loved her were not her family members, and her real family members had never come back to see her even once.
— — The real family members did not care about her, but those people she loved did not have the same blood flowing in their bodies.
Looking at the little girl's extremely sad appearance, Hua Yan, she … was very bad and did not want to tell her the truth, hehe.
She touched Sarana's little head and smiled meaningfully, "Sarana is not my child."
"It is very difficult for me and your aunt to have a child in this life, but we have always doted on Sarana as our own daughter."
— — "Love, can only be passed on by blood?"
Sarana turned her head in disbelief, hot tears welling up in her eyes.
"You mean … mom and I … she is really not related by blood?"
Hua Yan smiled lovingly and said, "No matter what the truth is, there is no need to delve into it. Your father did not come back to see you, but you still have many people who love you."
"Don't rely too much on your Kekkei Genkai. Your strength should come from your heart. Your pride should come from your efforts, not from the eyes brought by your bloodline."
"Your mother taught you very well. You are smart, well-behaved, calm, and strong."
"How to unify the five countries without starting a war is not relying on the eyes given to you by Uchiha, but the wisdom given to you by me and your mother, and the things we passed on to you."
"Sarana, do you know? From the ancestors of Uchiha, all of them wanted to be Hokage. They longed to change the world, change the law of ninja, and change the fate of everyone. "
"Your ancestors were like this, your uncle was like this, and even your father was like this. But until today, they still couldn't do it. The name of Uchiha itself is full of depression and tragedy. "
"Sarana, the name of Uchiha's descendant is not a great thing. Because it will bring you endless danger, not glory. "
"It has already sunk into the Western Mountains and become history. People only remember its cursed eyes, but not its former glory."
Hua Yan looked at Sarana's single tomoe Sharingan that was unconsciously revealed, and slightly curved her lips and laughed.
"But – I mean, but –"
"For your glory, why do you need the name of 'Uchiha' to crown you?"
"Why is it that you are glorious because of 'Uchiha', and not 'Uchiha' because of you?"
"Uchiha Madara wanted world peace, but he couldn't do it; Uchiha Itachi wanted everyone to be happy, but he couldn't do it; your father wanted to change the world, but he didn't completely do it."
"Sarana, carry the expectations of your ancestors, go to the peak, inherit their will, do what they wanted to do but couldn't, and let the name of 'Uchiha' be glorious because of you."
The beauty of the world, the flowing clouds on the horizon, all fell into the pair of strange eyes. She smiled, just like everyone in the world.
"When you stand at the peak of the world, standing where everyone can only look up to, you can smile and say to everyone, 'I am the only person in the world of Uchiha'."
"I didn't rely on the eyes my father gave me to unify the world, but my wisdom and my efforts. I have never relied on Uchiha, but I want the whole world to remember the name of Uchiha because of me."
"Inheriting the bloodline of your father, inheriting the wisdom of your mother, you are their eternal pride. At that time, will bloodline still be so important? "
Sarana's eyes lit up, brighter than the brightest star in the sky.
That's right! Why did she have to lament and blame her father for abandoning her here?! Why did she have to worry about these weak thoughts? She should go to the peak of life, stand at the top of the mountains, and smile evilly at her father!
Hahaha, doggy father, I have done what you couldn't do, I want to give this peaceful world to my mother who has raised me for my whole life!
The negative emotions were swept away, Sarana looked forward to a beautiful future, and her whole body was excited as if she had been injected with chicken blood.
Hua Yan turned her head to look at a group of knife spirits outside the door who were worried about the psychological health of the child. She chuckled and silently gave a thumbs up.
The momentum of the world that moved everyone just now disappeared without a trace. It was still the familiar formula, the familiar smell, it was their silly master who didn't take medicine. =
Wearing Hua Yan's body, Theta Sagittarii looked at the caged bird who lived freely even in the cage and couldn't help but laugh.
— Maybe the future is really something to look forward to?
— She is not Oda Nobunaga, not the Demon King of Six Desires Heaven, she is a free rose demon, living freely and flamboyantly.
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