Naruto: Let's take a look at the blind Uchiha

Even though he said some cool words when talking to his brother - something like it was just the beginning of a practice that would never end - Ling still didn't feel confident in himself.

The essence of what he said was just to ease the anxiety of his family members - even though he himself was equally anxious.

[If I can't see, even if my injuries are mostly healed, there will still be a lot of inconveniences.] Ling walked barefoot along the wall in the room, while constantly memorizing the route he had taken in his mind. [It is still difficult to clearly perceive everything around me with just my body's senses... Maybe I should consider using perception ninjutsu to - it hurts!]

Ling squatted down and hugged his knees, massaging the bumps to relieve the pain. [It seems that I can't be distracted when walking until I get used to the darkness... I need to practice chakra and perception ninjutsu.]

When the pain eased, Ling took another step. This time he did not distract himself with thoughts, but focused all his attention on his senses. After walking around the house a few times and feeling that he had memorized the furnishings inside the house, he finally stopped holding on to the wall and took big strides to walk around the room.

But things were not as simple as he thought. After falling, kicking his toes, and hitting his forehead, Ling reached out his hand again to feel the wall and sat down. He rubbed his forehead, "Sure enough, it's too naive to rely solely on memory if I don't want to waste chakra... Maybe I should consider finding a summoning beast?"

However, it seems that in order to find a summoned beast in the clan, one must pass the test of the other party alone... Sure enough, one must first overcome the limitation of action due to lack of vision? After all, the fluctuations of perception ninjutsu are too obvious and it is difficult to sustain chakra for a long time. If facing a battle...】

Ling was still in the room thinking about how to overcome his visual problems, but in another room in a mansion, Uchiha Madara was also lost in thought.

However, Ban's thoughts were different from Ling's. He was thinking about what happened to him in the clan school yesterday.

Yesterday, when the class at the clan school was over and I was about to do my own exercises, I heard some of my peers gathering together to slander Ling, and their words became more and more outrageous.

At that moment, Ban [could not help himself] and beat the person who spread the rumor until he cried. The man tried to find revenge, so he called his brother who was two or three years older than them to fight back.

Madara was not at all convinced, and bravely fought two men at once, at the cost of a bruise on his left eye socket, he beat both of them back again - and his attack was even more ruthless than the last time.

Then the two brothers who failed to find a way to get revenge went to find more people and blocked him outside the clan school this morning. Just when Ban thought that he would have to fight three people alone this time, the people found by the two brothers did not take action at the first moment, but seriously asked Ban about the cause of the incident.

Madara knew this person. He was the son of a pro-war elder in the clan, named Uchiha Akihiko. He was one of the powerful opponents who competed with Ling for the position of heir. By the way, the clan leader of the Uchiha clan is elected among peers based on the age of the clan leader's son. If the clan leader's son is unable to surpass his peers, the position of heir will be handed over to the strongest person of the same generation.

Originally, after Ling's accident, Uchiha Akihiko should have been the direct successor, but their peers all chose to give up. In addition, Ling successfully destroyed the supply line of the Senju, so the selection of successors began again, and Madara was able to participate.

Although he felt that the person was not friendly, Ban still told the whole story without hiding anything. Then he saw the boy, who was about the same age as Ling and had been smiling, hit the two people who were smug and making faces at him from behind on the head.

[You said something bad about someone and got beaten up by his brother, and you still have the nerve to ask me to help you get back at him?! Are you embarrassed?! Are you embarrassed?! And you're still glaring at me! If you two weren't my brothers, this wouldn't be a matter that could be resolved with just two slaps, you know! Apologize to me!]

You know, even Madara himself could not deny the Uchiha clan's sometimes almost brainless behavior of protecting their own people, so when he saw that Uchiha Akihiko was actually in the mood to listen to him and even taught his brother a lesson, Madara was shocked beyond words.

But that was not all. After Uchiha Akihiko forced his two younger brothers to apologize, he secretly pulled Madara aside and spoke with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

[Ahem... Madara, you know, your brother has been in a lot of trouble recently, and my father is a war advocate. When he suddenly received the order to hold on, he would inevitably complain a few words when he got home. My brother is a smart student, and he actually has no idea what happened, so don't blame him too much...]

Madara just looked up at him, his face full of confusion.

[Ahem... Anyway, tell Brother Ling that no matter what the tribesmen say, we, his peers, are still on his side. Tell him to recover from his injuries. We are all waiting for him to come back. But don't mention my brother slandering him. I will definitely teach him a lesson when I return. Please, I owe you a favor.]

Madara: ...Why?

However, Uchiha Akihiko had no intention of explaining to Madara anymore. He picked up one of his brothers in each hand and walked away quickly, cursing. It seemed that he would teach his brothers a lesson when he returned.

After hearing everything, Madara's expression was extremely confused. He felt that he might have discovered some side of his brother that he had never shown in front of his family.

Just when Ban was wondering what Ling had hidden, the crisp "da da" sound coming from outside the door interrupted his thoughts.

Ban opened the door with confusion, and what he saw was a little kid walking in unsteadily holding a branch that was twice as long as his body and had been cut into pieces. The crisp "da da" sound was the sound of the branch hitting the wall.

Madara quickly stepped forward and grabbed the stick that was knocking around as the milk ball moved forward, "Izuna, what are you doing? Is there something you want to do? Brother can help you."

The little boy raised his head and smiled with a toothless smile, "I want to go find my brother and give this to him!"

"Looking for my brother?" Madara tilted his head, smiled and took his brother's hand, "Let's go together, it's about time to change the medicine for my brother, but... why did Izuna give the branch to my brother?"

"I heard about it from my father and the elders today. They said that my brother's eyes could not be restored... But don't stories always mention blind swordsmen? They all have wooden walking sticks, so I wanted to make one for my brother! I've been looking for one in the forest for a long time!"

Madara was slightly stunned, then he showed a helpless smile and pulled Izuna out, "Our Izuna is very considerate, but this branch cannot be used as a cane now, let's process it before sending it to brother?"

"Yes! I'll listen to you, brother!" Izunai smiled. "Once we have a cane, big brother will soon be able to be as powerful as the blind swordsman in the storybook! Then we can train and go on missions with big brother!"

Madara's hand that was gripping the branch suddenly tightened, the smile on his lips faded a lot, and a trace of worry flashed in his eyes, but his voice was still gentle, "Well, Izuna is right, brother will definitely cheer up soon."

Uchiha Izuna, in the original work, has one of the few appearances, and her appearance is not as small as I wrote. Here she has already started to go to the battlefield.