Simultaneous Transmigration: From Douluo Continent to the Pinnacle

Night fell, and the Milky Way hung high in the sky.

The entire viewing area in Konoha was brightly lit, as if it were daytime.

Countless lanterns and torches illuminated the entire area as bright as day, their flickering light reflecting on the excited and expectant faces of tens of thousands of spectators.

The place was bustling with noise, the heat reached its peak, and the air was filled with the mixed smells of sweat, food, and fireworks—the unique atmosphere of a grand festival.

Amidst much anticipation, the second round of the Chunin Exams concluded, and the final match-up list for the top ten was officially announced, spreading throughout the entire venue and resounding throughout the ninja world.

On the giant water sphere mirror, golden characters emerged one by one, each line of text accompanied by a deafening cheer and discussion:

Match 1: Tayuya VS Temari

Second match: Gaara vs. Hinata Hyuga

Third Match: Uchiha Sasuke vs. Namikaze Naruto

Fourth match: Hyuga Neji vs. Rock Lee

Fifth Match: Kaguya Kimimaro vs. Jugo

The top ten spots were almost entirely taken by Konoha's new generation.

With a star-studded lineup and overwhelming strength surpassing all other ninja villages, their dominance is obvious.

Looking at the top ten, only Gaara and Temari are not from Konoha.

Temari is now a ninja of Konoha.

The completely transparent competition process, the fair and impartial assessment rules, and the overwhelming strength of the new generation completely impressed everyone in the ninja world present.

Those who had previously harbored doubts and secretly questioned whether Konoha would use its home advantage to manipulate the match were now speechless, unable to find any reason to criticize.

Everyone knew perfectly well that the five great ninja villages were holding back, and the hidden villages were deliberately keeping their elite geniuses hidden from the world. But Konoha alone was open, selfless, and generous, revealing all of its new generation's fighting strength, talents, and resources to the light of day and to the entire ninja world.

This composure stems from absolute strength.

This composure is the unique and supreme confidence of the number one village in the ninja world.

The moment the rankings were announced, the official announcement from the competition organizers was like a boulder thrown into a lake, instantly igniting the entire arena and shaking the entire ninja world.

Half a month later, the final battle of the Chunin Exams will be held, where the top ten strongest will compete to determine the final rankings.

At the same time, Konoha officially extended a formal invitation of the highest level to the four hidden villages of Water, Earth, Lightning, and Wind, inviting all four Kage to gather in Konoha and restart the first Five Kage Summit of the new era.

The news caused a nationwide uproar and shook the ninja world.

All the ninjas, nobles, merchants, and commoners were in an uproar, everyone knowing the truth. The last Five Kage Summit, dating back to the era of the First Hokage, laid the foundation for the centuries-long division of power among the five major ninja villages. This new era's Five Kage Summit will inevitably overturn the old order, reshuffle the ninja world's landscape, and rewrite the course of the ninja world for the next few hundred years.

After the news spread far and wide, Konoha, which was already bustling and prosperous, was plunged into extreme noise and prosperity.

The village streets were teeming with people, shoulder to shoulder, tourists, merchants, and ninjas from all over the world flocking to the area. The cries of vendors filled the air, taverns and teahouses were packed, and gambling was in high demand, with countless people placing bets in anticipation of the grand finale in two weeks. The entire village was ablaze with lights, burning day and night, a scene of bustling prosperity.

Amidst the bustling spectacle, all the new generation of genin in Konoha calmed their minds, shedding their restlessness, and trained day and night, giving it their all. Each of them was honing their skills for the upcoming battle of destiny, refining their ninjutsu, stabilizing their chakra, perfecting their tactics, and pushing their limits.

The highly anticipated showdown between the top ten is about to begin.

The legend of Konoha's new generation is about to begin amidst the ninja world's attention.

Uchiha Clan Training Grounds.

Moonlight spilled onto the wide, bluestone-paved ground, casting a faint silvery glow. The surrounding trees swayed gently in the night breeze, casting swaying shadows. This was the training ground of the Uchiha clan, passed down through generations; every bluestone bore the marks of the diligent training of successive generations of Uchiha members.

At this moment, a black-haired boy stood in the center of the training field, the moonlight outlining his tall and straight figure. His face was delicate, with a hint of stubbornness and determination between his brows; he was none other than Uchiha Sasuke of this world.

He took a deep breath, raised his head, and looked at the figure standing at the edge of the training field—Uchiha Yao.

"Hokage-sama," Sasuke spoke, his voice clear and firm, characteristic of a young man, "I would like to request that you provide me with special training."

He paused, clenched his fist, and his eyes burned with fierce fighting spirit: "I want to become stronger. I want to defeat Naruto in the top ten tournament, and I want the name of the Uchiha to resound throughout the entire ninja world."

His gaze as he looked at Yao was filled with admiration and longing. It was a young man's yearning for the strong, a thirst for power, and a steadfast commitment to the honor of his family.

Uchiha Yao gazed at him silently for a moment, his deep eyes seemingly reflecting stars more distant than the night sky. He didn't answer immediately, but silently thought to himself: Even in a different era and environment, the chakra reincarnations of Indra and Ashura still bound these two boys together like destiny.

But he didn't point that out.

He turned his head slightly, his gaze falling on the shadows on the other side of the training field, and said, "In that case, I've arranged a mentor who is most suitable for you."

A tall, slender figure slowly emerged from the shadows.

The moonlight illuminated his face—a face strikingly similar to Sasuke's, yet more mature and aloof. He wore a long black overcoat, his gaze steady and profound, as if he had weathered countless life-or-death battles, cultivating a composure and sharpness unattainable by ordinary people.

That was Uchiha Sasuke from another time and space.

Under the moonlight, his eyes faintly shimmered with a barely perceptible crimson light—the light of the Mangekyou Sharingan. Though it was only fleeting, it was enough to make young Sasuke's pupils shrink abruptly.

Young Sasuke was stunned. He stared at the face that was almost identical to his own, at the fleeting glimmer of kaleidoscope light in the other's eyes, and an indescribable shock welled up inside him. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but found that his voice seemed to be blocked by something.

Sasuke, from across time, looked at him, a barely perceptible smile curving his lips. There was no mockery, no contempt in that smile, only a complex feeling, as if he were seeing his past self.

"I will polish you well," he said, his voice deep and steady, carrying an undeniable certainty, "to make you—a being who surpasses me."

A more intense light instantly ignited in young Sasuke's eyes.

Meanwhile, at the entrance to Konoha Village.

A white figure, travel-worn, stepped through the gates of Konoha. The person had long white hair casually draped behind them, wore a headband with the character "oil" engraved on their forehead, and their face bore the weariness of a long journey, yet it could not conceal the unique untamed and clear-eyed spirit in their eyes.

Jiraiya is back.

He walked along the streets of Konoha, looking at the bustling scene on both sides, at the smiling pedestrians coming and going, a complex expression flashing in his eyes. In the years he had been gone, Konoha had changed more than he had imagined.

He followed the route he remembered and arrived at Shuimen's house.

The moment the door was opened, a delicious aroma of food wafted out. Inside, Minato Namikaze, Kushina Uzumaki, and a blond boy were sitting around the dining table, enjoying a rare family dinner.

"Jiraiya-sensei?" Minato was the first to look up, a delighted smile spreading across his face. "You're back!"

Naruto turned around, curiously examining one of the legendary "Sannin," his eyes gleaming with excitement. Although he had never seen Jiraiya in person, he had heard many legendary tales about his master from his father.

Jiraiya grinned, strode into the house, and unceremoniously sat down at the dining table: "Haha! Just in time for dinner! Looks like I came back at a good time!"

Kushina smiled and added a bowl and chopsticks for him, along with a few more dishes. The family, including Jiraiya, sat together, eating and chatting in a warm and harmonious atmosphere.

After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, Minato and Jiraiya, carrying their wine cups, went to the outdoor corridor. A cool night breeze rustled the leaves of the trees in the courtyard.

Jiraiya tilted his head back and finished his drink, exhaling a breath of alcohol. He gazed at the brightly lit Konoha nightscape in the distance and slowly spoke, his voice tinged with a slightly tipsy感慨: "Minato... the changes in Konoha are truly enormous. Much greater than I had anticipated."

Minato smiled slightly, holding his wine glass, his gaze calm and firm: "Yes. All of this is thanks to You."

Jiraiya was silent for a moment, then turned to look at Minato, his gaze earnest and probing: "Minato, tell me the truth—what exactly does Yo want? He keeps expanding Konoha's power, constantly consolidating resources, constantly exerting influence over the entire ninja world… what is his ultimate goal?"

Minato didn't answer immediately. He looked down at the clear liquid in his glass, the moonlight shimmering on its surface. After a moment, he raised his head, his gaze calmly meeting Jiraiya's, and spoke slowly, his voice steady and clear:

"Jiraiya-sensei, Yo's expansion has never been to satisfy personal desires, nor is it to establish a hegemonic empire dominated by Konoha like Danzo."

"What he wants is to suppress all forces that dare to start wars with absolute power. Then, he wants to use the resources accumulated in Konoha to support those weak and poor countries, so that they can become self-reliant and their people can live a peaceful life."

"He wanted to end that endless cycle of 'chaos begets peace, peace destroys, then chaos returns'."

"He wanted to exchange a unified order for true and lasting peace."

Jiraiya listened quietly without interrupting.

His fingers, holding the wine glass, tightened slightly.

He recalled the fragmented images he had seen years ago in the Great Toad Sage's prophecy—warnings of disaster, destruction, and a dark future that might come. He had been searching for a way to avoid that path ever since.

But now, listening to Minato's words, seeing the prosperous scene of Konoha, and seeing the light shining in the eyes of the younger generation...

He suddenly realized that he might really be getting old.

So old that one becomes complacent, so old that one becomes afraid of change, so old that one would rather hide in the shadows of the past than look up at the light ahead.

He was silent for a long time.

Then, he tilted his head back and downed the rest of the wine in his glass. He set down the glass, let out a long breath, as if unloading some burden that had been weighing on him for years. A relieved smile appeared on his face, and his voice, though slightly hoarse, was much firmer than before:

"Fine... Since you all choose to believe him, then this old man has nothing to hesitate about."

"I should... catch up with you guys."

The next morning.

On the training field, Jiraiya stood opposite Naruto, arms crossed, his eyes filled with scrutiny and surprise.

Jiraiya's eyes widened, and after a long pause, he managed to stammer out, "You brat... you've already mastered Wind Release chakra nature transformation?!"

Naruto scratched his head and chuckled, "Yeah, I just learned it a while ago. Dad said I have a lot of chakra, so I'm suited to learning Wind Release."

Jiraiya remained silent for a moment, then couldn't help but sigh inwardly: the talent and resources of this era have indeed far surpassed the conditions for their training back then. He took a deep breath, suppressing his emotions, and said seriously, "In that case, I will teach you the Toad Summoning Technique, as well as the experience of how to coordinate with summoned beasts in actual combat."

Naruto's eyes lit up, and he nodded vigorously: "Okay! Thank you, Grandpa Jiraiya!"

Jiraiya's lips twitched slightly: "...Just call me Lord Jiraiya."

"Okay, Grandpa Jiraiya!"

"...Whatever you want."

Minato stood at the edge of the training field, watching this scene with a gentle smile on his face. He took out a small test tube from his pocket, containing a liquid that glowed with a pale blue light, and handed it to Jiraiya.

"Jiraiya-sensei, this is the compatibility reagent for Sage Chakra."

Jiraiya took the test tube and looked at it with a puzzled expression: "What's this?"

Minato explained, "Naruto has been acclimatizing to this medicine since he was a child, and his body is now fully capable of handling the power of Sage Chakra. If you were to teach him Sage Mode, it would be very helpful."

Jiraiya held the small test tube in his hand, remaining silent for a moment. He looked down at the fluorescent liquid inside, then looked up at the blond boy in the distance who was enthusiastically practicing the hand seals for summoning jutsu, a complex emotion welling up inside him.

He sighed softly and muttered to himself, "The talents and resources of the new era... have indeed far surpassed those of our time."

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