Naruto: I get stronger by drawing lots

Jiraiya and Orochimaru exchanged a glance and instantly completed their welcoming gestures.

This feeling, accompanied by fluctuations in chakra, probably doesn't come from White Fang and his two companions, but rather from enemies who attacked early in the morning.

however--

The truth is the opposite.

Two figures darted out from behind the trees ahead. Just as Jiraiya and Orochimaru were about to make their move, they were abruptly stopped by the faces of the two figures.

The next moment, many more figures jumped out from the same direction.

Jiraiya and Orochimaru went straight to meet the white-skinned people, ignoring the two flying towards them.

"Fire Release: Flowing Fire Song".

Jiraiya quickly completed the hand seals and unleashed a Fire Release technique.

Orochimaru was not to be outdone and directly used his unique techniques.

"Sneaky Snake Hand"

With a single move from each of them, the two of them quickly dispatched the enemies who had suddenly appeared in front of them.

Strangely, these enemies did not simply lie there as corpses after death as usual; instead, they were slowly swallowed up by the ground beneath their feet.

"This is--"

Jiraiya exclaimed in surprise.

He was familiar with this thing; those guys who attacked Konoha last time had the same thing, although they were all dressed in black and no one could tell at the time.

Orochimaru, standing to the side, also showed interest, but at this moment he couldn't care less about what was happening here.

The most important thing is the other side.

Jiraiya and Orochimaru turned back to look at the two who had just flown over.

It was Kurenai Yuhi and Might Guy.

Both of them looked very disheveled, covered in wounds, like refugees.

Kurenai Yuhi had already fainted, while Might Guy was still holding on to his last breath; he was the one who had carried Kurenai Yuhi all the way here.

"Feel sorry--"

After saying this, Might Guy, along with Kurenai Yuhi, immediately fainted.

The last breath that had sustained them until now suddenly dissipated.

Jiraiya lowered his head, and his hands fell to his sides.

This situation needs no further explanation; Jiraiya has experienced it countless times.

Orochimaru remained silent.

White Fang didn't return, and both Kurenai and Might Guy who did return were in a sorry state.

There's nothing more to say—

"Let's take them back for treatment first."

Orochimaru spoke first, and Jiraiya nodded, unable to say anything more.

The unease that had been lingering for some time finally did not deceive him.

The worst outcome hasn't happened yet, but it's bad enough.

There were healing ninjas in the camp, and the return of Kurenai Yuhi and Might Guy immediately kept the camp busy, and a sense of unease also permeated everyone's minds.

The fact that White Fang, second only to the Hokage, did not return is something everyone knows what that means.

but--

If even such a powerful figure cannot do anything, then forget about preventing the war from happening, as we said before we set out; perhaps today is the day the war begins.

What do you think?

Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya beside him.

"I do not know."

"To be honest, I really wanted to run over there, at least to bring back Senior White Fang's body."

Jiraiya gripped her hand tightly.

Orochimaru looked at Jiraiya without saying a word.

"But that's impossible."

Jiraiya chuckled self-deprecatingly.

"If even Senior White Fang can't do it, what can we possibly do?"

Orochimaru remained silent.

Before the Sannin became famous, White Fang took good care of them, and in terms of combat, White Fang's experience taught them a lot.

One White Fang is worth two of the Three Legendary Sannin; this is a conservative estimate for the Three Legendary Sannin.

A gust of wind rushed towards them, and Orochimaru's voice drifted over.

"Looks like it's about to start again."

Orochimaru's long hair fluttered in the wind, and Jiraiya knew what he was talking about.

If we failed to prevent the war, then it's time to face it.

Jiraiya looked up, sighed, and the breeze carried away his sigh.

All the cruelty that is bound to come will eventually arrive; it may be late, but it will never be absent.

So--

Will the joy that is meant to come actually come?

Just a short distance outside of Kirigakure, blood still clung to the grass, some of it already congealed.

The terrain here has been altered; a perfectly good forest has been turned into a large open space.

The land was gray and black, full of potholes, and everywhere bore the marks of war.

The footsteps sounded softly, rustling the grass.

The broken ninja sword stuck in the ground came into view; it still gleamed with sharpness, but in the end, it was nothing more than a broken blade.

Its owner—

He lay there with his eyes closed, his white hair half-red, blood-white, with a hole in his chest, half his face a bloody mess, and his body in a pitiful state.

"God's mission has come to meet you, you who are suffering."

A tall figure stood in front of White Fang, wearing a divine robe.

A breeze blew, causing the divine robes to flutter gently, and a calm, expressionless gaze fell upon the white-haired man before him.

The grass stubbornly raises its head to face the wind, while the white-haired man vanishes with the wind, leaving only a broken blade behind.

From then on, the swords and their owners never appeared again.

Chapter 128: Another Bond of Fate

"Have you heard? The young master of the Hatake family is graduating early."

"Really? It's that guy with the white teeth's son, right?"

"That's right, that's right."

"The younger generation is truly formidable. He's only just entered the ninja academy, yet he's already on par with his father."

Konoha was unusually lively today. Kakashi's application for early graduation was finalized, and the assessment would begin soon.

It's quite rare to be facing graduation so soon after entering the ninja academy.

This was the first time the villagers had ever seen such a genius, who had graduated even earlier than the commoner genius, Golden Flash, who had graduated more than ten years ago.

As for Tsukiki, his fame was once widespread, but it was only temporary. His overly plain and low-key personality caused people to gradually forget this genius who was even more famous than Minato Namikaze at the time.

People only know that Konoha has a blade that never kills, and that he is said to be the successor of White Fang, but they don't know that this person is Tsuki.

"It's really lively here."

Tsukiki strolled through the streets, surrounded by people discussing Kakashi.

Geniuses are not uncommon, but geniuses like Kakashi or Minato Namikaze are rare.

"What do you think of the Golden Flash?"

Tsukiki smiled and teased Minato Namikaze, who was standing to the side.

Minato Namikaze smiled helplessly and casually returned the greeting from the villagers who greeted him.

The only genius from a commoner background—Minato Namikaze—has a very high level of goodwill among the villagers. Coupled with his gentle personality, the villagers of Konoha generally have a good impression of him.

"Isn't this Ying?"

As Tsukiki and Minato Namikaze walked, they spotted Hotaru wandering aimlessly around the street.

With her waist-length golden hair flowing freely and her beautiful face, Ying had truly the appearance of a goddess. She had grown into a very remarkable woman, and her strength had reached the Jonin level.

"cut."

Ying clearly heard the sound, turned her head and saw Minato Namikaze make a sharp sound.

Hotaru still held the same attitude towards Minato Namikaze. After arriving in Konoha, Minato went to great lengths to keep Hotaru in check, in order to prevent her from causing any trouble.

As a result, the relationship between the two siblings did not improve, but at least they still got along peacefully.

Minato Namikaze gave a wry smile; there was nothing he could do about Ying.

"This is a rare opportunity, let's go eat Ichiraku Ramen together."

"No way! Why do you always suggest going out for Ichiraku Ramen without warning?"

"It's not bad, though."

The last sentence was added quietly by myself, and only Ying could mention it.

"Why? Eating together is the best way to strengthen your relationship, don't you think?"