The ones responsible for most of the elegant courses in Huayan are Song Xian and Ding and Sanri Moon Sect. The former is truly elegant, while the latter is a natural temperament and is the learning object of Sarana, who was appointed by Huayan.

The ones responsible for the command of the subordinates were the already polarized Shiro Aotoshi and Yatsutoshi Nagasso, and the ones responsible for the warlords were the sturdy Hasebe and the candlestick Keimitsu Tada, who had rich practical experience.

The rest of the courses have their own arrangements, and the dense courses are comparable to the exam-oriented education in China, but Uchiha Sarana actually gritted her teeth and held on with plenty of time.

When the transcript that was so outstanding that it was completely unexpectedly placed on Hua Yan's desk, even Hua Yan had to admit that this short-lived human being has excellent qualifications.

Will, nature, belief, talent, intelligence, Hua Yan could hardly imagine that such a strong human would be born on this extremely barren and barren land that was licked by the fire of war.

No, or in other words, only in such a place can such a miracle be born.

In the elegant and exquisite room, Huayan sat on the ground with her shell against the ground, facing the Uchiha Sarana who had just started to learn etiquette for a while, but she was already very well-known.

She was not a child who was naturally free, and she absorbed knowledge very quickly. Her confidence shining with wisdom shone slightly in her eyes.

Huayan always felt that such a pair of eyes was never worse than Uchiha's.

"It seems that you have inherited the power of your father and the mind of your mother."

Hua Yan touched Sarana's little head and looked at the all-out report card on the table, smiling with relief.

"Your mother is smart, and your desire for knowledge is similar. You will definitely become an excellent person in the world in the future."

Haruno Sakura is a typical scholar, and has long surpassed the level of a top student. She is almost the most unattainable theoretical knowledge among students at the same time.

When everyone is making a lot of tricks to take exams, Haruno Sakura's dictionary has excluded "knowable and unknown" and "study and beyond the syllabus", which is directly elevated to "the questions are correct and the questions are wrong".

Even Uchiha Sasuke, who is already talented and works hard to avenge his brother, is not as good as Haruno Sakura in terms of theoretical knowledge.

Perhaps academic elements like Haruno Sakura seem to be a waste of money to most ninjas who value strength, but Hanayan is extremely satisfied with Sarana's characteristics.

She had no intention of letting Sarana take the route of fighting the world by force. She hoped that Sarana would be admired by the world rather than awe.

The prerequisite for achieving this goal is to untie Sarana's knots - father and mother, bloodline and family affection, and the understanding and understanding of bonds.

Compared with Hua Yan's decisiveness, Sarana was still a little confused: "Uncle, no matter how much knowledge I learn, without strong strength, how can I unify the world?"

Hua Yan put down the battle report, touched Sarana's head, and smiled and said, "Is your mother strong?"

Sarana: "Strong."

Hua Yan: "Is Master Qidimu strong?"

Sarana: "It's very powerful."

Hua Yan: "No matter how hard you work, you will reach the level of the seventh generation goal when you grow up, but has the seventh generation master unified the world?"

Sarana became even more confused. Huayan took out the map from the drawer and spread it out, pointed at the five countries, and said to her: "How do you think the people in the world control the world? Can you just kill them with a knife alone?"

"No matter how strong your personal courage is, it is not enough. Of course, this does not mean that you have to slack off in your practice, on the contrary, you also have to become stronger. But your personal force is not your support for unifying the world, but to prevent this from becoming your weakness."

"Sarana, you are to be the one who unifies the world, not the one who starts war, you are to use your wisdom to obtain this vast territory, rather than relying on your strength to make everyone surrender."

Huayan touched Sarana's head and smiled gently.

"When killing people with swords and power is just the lowest way of rule. Controlling the world with your heart and ordering everyone to worship it is the true way of kings."

"The king who can make people willingly surrender is not the strongest person, but the one who can bring happiness to the people the most."

"The five countries are now maintaining a delicate balance. If you plan to conquer the world with force, you are destined to be a thorn in the eyes and a thorn in the flesh of everyone."

"I hope you learn how to get this world without seeing blood."

"Sarana, you are actually very lucky. A good background and a strong blood successor are actually not your greatest capital. Your strongest capital is your mind, your intelligence and your will."

Hua Yan held Sarana's two little hands and pressed it on the map, chuckling: "It's not difficult to get the world, but it's rare that you will manage your own country after you get 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, feeling that the word "parents" was astonishingly heavy.

"I am Uchiha Sarana, a descendant of the orthodox bloodline of the Uchiha family."

"But uncle, mom and dad... are they really husband and wife?"

A father who never goes home, a mother who always looks very happy, but will be furious when talking about "couples".

Is there any ties involved in this fragmented home?

She is Uchiha Sasuke's child...but is she the child of Haruno Sakura?

As soon as Sarana thought of this possibility, she felt a little breathless. This was the heaviest pain she had carried - what she loved, her mother, and there might not be any blood connection between her.

If she was not Haruno Sakura's child...If the uncle was not her uncle...If the family she recognized was not her family...

Then what else does she have? The person who loves her is not her relatives, and her real relatives have never even come back to see her once.

——The real flesh and blood don’t care about her, but the people she loves don’t have the same blood flowing on them.

Seeing Xiao Tuanzi feeling extremely sad, Hua Yan... she was so mean that she didn't want to tell her the truth.

She touched Sarana's little head and smiled meaningfully: "Sarana is not my child either."

"It's hard for your aunt and I to have a child in our life, but we always pamper Sarana as our biological daughter."

——"Is love such a thing, only blood relationship can last?"

Sarana turned her head in disbelief, and tears filled her eyes.

"You mean...my mother and she..." Isn't really blood-related?

Hua Yan smiled lovingly and said, "No matter what the truth is, there is no need to go into it. Your father will not come back to see you, but you still have many people who love you."

"Don't rely too much on your blood. Your strength should come from your heart. Your pride should come from your efforts, not the eyes that blood brings to you."

"Your mother teaches you very well, you are smart, well-behaved, calm and strong."

"How to unify the five countries without causing war is not the eyes given to you by Uchiha, but the wisdom given to you by my mother and I, and the things we pass on to you."

"Sarana, do you know? Starting from Uchiha's ancestors, they all want to be Naruto. They long to change the world, change the laws of ninjas, and change the fate of everyone."

"This is true for your ancestors, your uncle, and even your father. And then today, they still failed to do it. The name Uchiha itself is full of tragedy of depression."

"The title of Sarana, the descendant of Uchiha, is nothing great. Because she will bring you endless dangers, not glory."

"It has sunset and become history, and people only remember its cursed eyes, but not its glory."

Hua Yan looked at the single gueku-yu Sharingan that Sarana unconsciously showed, curled her lips slightly, and smiled wantonly.

“But—I mean but—”

"Why do you need the title of 'Uchiha' to crown you in your glory?"

"Why are you glorified by 'Uchiha', not 'Uchiha' being glorified by you?"

"Uchiha Madara wants world peace, but he can't do it; Uchiha Itachi hopes that everyone can be happy, but he can't do it; your father wants to change the world, but he hasn't done it completely."

"Sarana, carry the expectations of your ancestors, reach the top, inherit their will, do what they want to do but cannot, and make the name of 'Uchiha' glorious because of you."

The world is full of beauty and the clouds flowing in the sky, all falling into the strange pupils. She smiles like the world's people.

"When you stand to the top of the world and stand where everyone can only look up to you, you can smile and say to everyone, 'I am the only person in the Uchiha family'."

"What I rely on is not the eyes my father gave me, but my wisdom and my efforts. I have never relied on Uchiha in the slightest, but I want all the people in the world to remember Uchiha's name because of me."

——"Inheriting the bloodline of my father and inheriting the wisdom of my mother, you are their eternal pride. By then, blood ties are really that important?"

A bright light lit up in Sarana's eyes, even brighter than the brightest stars in the sky.

That's right! Why did she feel sorry for her father abandoning herself here? Why did she worry about these weak ideas? She should reach the peak of her life, stand on the top of the mountains, and smile at her father with a evil smile!

Hahaha, Dogby Dad, I did what you haven’t been able to do. I want to give this peaceful world to my mother who has raised me for the rest of my life!

Negative emotions were wiped out, and Sarana looked forward to a bright future, and her whole body became as excited as if she was injected with chicken blood.

Hua Yan turned her head and looked at the pile of knife spirits who were worried about Xiaotuanzi's mental health outside the door. She laughed and gave her a thumbs up silently.

Just now, everyone was moved to the point of being the world's aura disappeared without a trace. It was still a familiar recipe and the familiar taste, but they were the funny master who did not take medicine. It was right. =

With the shell of Huayan, Zong San couldn't help laughing at the cage bird who lived freely even in the cage.

——The future may be expected, right?

——She is not Oda Nobunaga, nor the devil of the Six Desire Heaven, she is just a free rose demon, living a free and glamorous life.
Chapter completed!