In Konoha, Naruto lies down

Ino held her forehead, "There are no immortals in this world, the Sage of Six Paths? Master Jiraiya is very powerful. If he wants to take you there, then go. You can become stronger anyway."

"Who knows." Naruto said.

He and the old toad from Myoboku Mountain were not compatible, and it was uncertain whether he could learn immortal arts. To be honest, he believed in the system more than immortal arts.

For now, he placed his hopes on the system, feeling an inexplicable aversion to the old toad and the Sage of Six Paths. He was roughly aware that there should be no more strange marks on his body.

The Nine-Tails had been driven out, and the Six Paths' chakra mark had been removed. He was now a complete person, an independent Uzumaki Naruto. Not the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki, nor the Child of Prophecy.

In his eyes, the Six Paths Sage was all trash, the pretentious Otsutsuki was just a mysterious person, and he was a more powerful foreigner. Compared to the alien natives, he was not just a god, was he?

"Hide for now. I'll think about it." Naruto said, then asked, "The Chunin Exam is about to start, right?"

"Yeah." Ino sat down next to him and turned to look at him, "Chouji and I have applied for the exam, but my father said that this time we will jointly hold the Chunin Exam with the Sand Village."

"Sunagakure Village?"

"Yes, the unrest within the Sand Village has been resolved." Ino said, "This exam is jointly held, the standards are higher, and the gold content of Chunin is also higher."

"What's the value?" Naruto was a little tempted, but in fact he didn't really want to go to Myoboku Mountain.

The Undead Duo was unexpectedly weak, and now he had one more chance to use the Evil God's Hymn, which could erase the effect of the pupil power once. Whether it was the Samsara Eye or the Sharingan, it could directly erase the effect once.

At least Danzo's Izanagi is no longer a problem in his eyes. Although he has not yet completed the side quest and obtained the Izanagi rewarded by the system, he can wipe out Danzo's Izanagi.

The effect is roughly the same as silence, and the skill is invalid once.

From now on, Danzo will be just an old dog, and Naruto won't have to be afraid of him anymore.

In this way, as long as he didn't become Hokage, it would not be bad to stay in Konoha. He had already gotten rid of his status as a Jinchūriki and became a high-ranking official in Konoha. In the future, he would be second only to the emperor and above everyone else.

From now on, he can do whatever he wants and no one can stop him.

This thought flashed through his mind, and then Naruto threw it out. If life were really so smooth, then what would the point of having a system be?

But at the moment, there is the Akatsuki organization in front and the Otsutsuki behind. Putting aside the fact that Black Zetsu saved his mother, even if he can step on Obito and punch Uchiha Madara in the future.

But what about those inexplicable Otsutsuki? After defeating one wave after another, it is really troublesome to use the power of Otsutsuki to fight against Otsutsuki.

What made him curious was that since Feidan's so-called evil god cult could grant him abilities, and the evil god items given by the system could suppress the Nine-Tailed Fox and even erase its pupil power, then...

Forget it, forget it, let’s go to Myoboku Mountain and take a look.

"Yeah, you probably don't have time anyway." Ino turned and stared at him. "Hey, you can't just hide forever, can you?"

"Are you here to persuade me to leave?" he asked curiously.

"Not really." Ino said, hugging her knees, her eyes shifting to the ground. "It's just that I just ran into Jiraiya-sama looking for you. I guess you were hiding in a place like this, so I'll find you with a little search."

"I wasn't hiding on purpose," Naruto muttered, "I was going to go eventually anyway, I just wanted to be alone for a while."

"Don't you want to go?" she asked.

"I don't really think so." Naruto said, "Becoming stronger is indeed good, but there is more than one way. The main reason is that I really don't like toads."

Ino shrank back and spoke softly.

"I heard from Master Jiraiya that your training this time will probably be very long. If that's the case, I'm sure you won't be used to not seeing me for so long."

Hearing this, Naruto was slightly stunned. Jiraiya had told Ino everything, but why did his tone sound like he was notifying the family?

"It shouldn't take too long," he said with a wry smile. "I'm not sure I'll even be able to learn it. I might even be sent back without learning anything."

"Don't the more powerful the ninjutsu, the more requirements and restrictions it has? I'm not a genius, you know that, and I didn't want to be one, if it weren't for..."

"I know," Ino interrupted him, "I know."

She lowered her eyes, staring at the patch of light on the stone steps, wondering what she was thinking. Then she raised her head again, smiled, and spoke with a smile on her face.

"Anyway, when you come back next time, maybe I'll be a Chunin already, and you'll still be a Genin."

Naruto's eyelids twitched slightly, thinking to himself, what's the big deal about being a Chunin? He's a high-ranking Konoha official. As long as the time is right, he can transform himself into a Jonin by going through the motions.

"Then congratulations to you in advance." He said with a smile.

"Huh?" Ino's eyes met his, her face flushed red for no apparent reason, and she immediately stood up. "I...I remembered I have something else to do."

Ichiraku Ramen Shop.

"Really, you little brat really make me worry." Jiraiya complained while eating noodles.

"It was you who insisted on saying some inexplicable things to Ino. If you really wanted to find me, how could you find me?" Naruto took a bite of the barbecued pork, and the oil immediately overflowed between his lips and teeth.

The thick white soup dripped and rippled, reflecting Naruto's face.

"You seem to be more anxious than me?" he said speechlessly.

"How disrespectful! What are you talking about?" Jiraiya said, "I understand the love between you young men and women best. How can I not take advantage of such a good opportunity?"

Jiraiya said with a grin, "How was it? Did you cuddle in my arms and feel reluctant to part?"

"No." Naruto rolled his eyes, "You wrote everything 18+, right, you lecherous sage."

"What do you know?" Jiraiya said with a curled lip, "That is my most perfect masterpiece, very good, you little brat are really boring, you will understand later."

Naruto actually wanted to say that he had seen it a long time ago, but he was too embarrassed to ask for an update. Suddenly, he remembered that Sakura and Ino had also seen Intimate Paradise, and he was even more speechless.

After all, the wretched author was right next to him, which made him feel bored.

"Anyway, that kind of thing can't be rushed. I'm not an adult yet, so there's no point in rushing it." Naruto took a sip of soup and said, "Everyone has their own goals, so just take it slow."

"What the hell." Jiraiya tutted, "You're so young, but you think a lot. You don't have the youthful spirit at all."

"I do want to be energetic, you lecherous sage." Naruto turned to look at Jiraiya, his eyes gray. "How can I be energetic? There are so many bad things. Why don't you ask Sasuke to let go of the hatred of genocide?"

"If he could easily let go of his obsession, I could also be full of vitality. A life despised and hated by others is truly hell for even a second longer."

"Even though I'm not a Jinchūriki now, the higher-ups are still discussing strategies to prevent this from being publicized. So now I still have to endure the malice of those villagers from time to time, and I have to protect them. How do you think I can cheer up?"

"Without Ino-Chouji and the others, I would have left the village long ago."

The last sentence made Jiraiya speechless for a moment, and he didn't know what to say for a moment. After a moment of silence, he took a deep breath and spoke solemnly.

"After this trip to Mount Myōboku, I will convince the higher-ups to clear your identity as a Jinchūriki. You are my disciple, not some Nine-Tails Jinchūriki."

"Well, we'll talk about it when the time comes." Naruto responded.

The oppressive atmosphere relaxed, Jiraiya smiled, patted Naruto's shoulder and said.

"The training at Myoboku Mountain is very difficult, and it's not easy to successfully master the senjutsu, Naruto. Although this is Tsunade's order, I still have to respect your opinion."

"Have you made up your mind yet?"

Naruto had a pair of dead fish eyes, "Yes."

"You little brat... you're so boring." Jiraiya curled his lips and ate the last mouthful of ramen. "Well, if that's the case, then..."

He picked up his chopsticks and pointed forward.

"set off!"

Naruto looked down at his bowl of ramen and drank the soup with a speechless look on his face.

Myōboku-san, this day has finally come. He no longer bears the mark of the Sage of Six Paths. He wonders if the old toad will utter the words of the Child of Prophecy this time.

Anyway, go and have a look.

Konoha Forest, river beach.

It was afternoon, the stream was rushing and gurgling, Jiraiya and Naruto stepped on the soft pebbles one step deep and one step deep. When they arrived at the place, they saw a wide and wet riverbed.

Jiraiya paused, pulled out the scroll and said.

"Okay, let's sign the psychic agreement."

Chapter 228: Toads Gathering, Huge Soul

"Sirly Immortal, after this trip to Myoboku Mountain is over, no matter what the outcome is." Naruto raised his head and looked at him, "Let's start the Rain Country mission directly. I'll go with you."

"Taking a brat like you on that kind of mission would be too conspicuous." Jiraiya didn't agree immediately. "We'll see when the time comes. If you can learn the immortal technique, I can consider it."

Hearing this, Naruto's heart darkened and he thought to himself that it was hard to say.

The immortal arts mastered by the old toad were not sure how much better they could be. Even Jiraiya could not master the complete form, and now this pirated Naruto was in his hands.

Tsk, I’m really looking forward to the old toad’s gaze.

Naruto squatted down and quickly wrote his name on the summoning scroll. He cut his palm with a kunai and pressed the bloody hand seal.

Jiraiya was standing under a tree, watching with his hands folded and a smile on his face.

"Just inject chakra into your palm, create a bloody mark, and press it to the ground. With your current chakra level, you should be able to summon that guy Gamabunta."

As he said this, Jiraiya laughed again and gave Naruto a reminder in advance.

"Gamabunta has a bad temper, so be careful not to get hurt by him. With a little patience, you can still gain his approval."

"Oh." Naruto drew a bloody mark on his palm and slapped it on the ground without hesitation.

With a bang, a huge puff of white smoke appeared. Jiraiya stood aside with a smile on his face, looking like he was just watching the fun. He knew that Naruto and Tsunade had signed a contract with their summoning beasts, and ninjas could sign contracts with multiple summoning beasts.

If we could summon that guy Wen Tai's spirit, given his bad temper, he would probably start cursing.

The white smoke dissipated, revealing the giant toad Gamabunta's unruly, scarred face. A huge pipe dangled from his mouth. A giant white short sword slung across his bucket-thick waist.

"Hey, Bunta..." Jiraiya was greeting with a smile, but suddenly he choked. He saw something in the white smoke.

"Jiraiya-chan, long time no see." The green-clad, red-lipped Toad Power greeted him in a glamorous manner. "Why did you summon us all here?"

"You? Toad power, who else is there besides you?" Jiraiya was slightly surprised. How much chakra did Naruto inject?

"Quack!" The two-person-tall patterned toad croaked, and then the iron-armed toad wearing iron armor walked out of the white smoke, followed by a voice.

"I am old and useless, I didn't expect to be summoned." The purple toad came out with a broken bowl on his back and an iron crutch in his hand. He was ruthless but humble in his words. One of the three strongest young fighters in Myoboku Mountain appeared.

"What happened?" The blue toad Guang, carrying two swords on his back, lay on the ground.

"Bunta? Gamahiro? Gamaken? Why are you all..." Jiraiya was a little overwhelmed. He looked at Naruto. How much chakra did this guy use?

The only two toads who are as famous as Myobokusan and Gamabunta are Gamahiro and Gamaken. Now all three toads have been summoned by him, which is really hard to imagine.

However, the next second.

"Oh my, little Jiraiya, what kind of trouble have you run into?" An old voice sounded, like that of an old woman.

"The meal at home has just been prepared. I haven't even had a bite yet, and everyone is coming here." Another old voice sounded, belonging to an elderly man.

The white smoke dissipated, revealing the figures of two old toads. However, the two toads were not as tall as other giant toads. Instead, they were very short, only two or three times larger than normal toads. They were Fukasaku and Shima.

"Sennin Fukasaku? Sennin Shima? Why are you here too?" This time, Jiraiya's jaw almost dropped.

Even he rarely communicated with the two Toad Sages of Myoboku Mountain. He would only summon the two Sages of Myoboku Mountain when he encountered a powerful enemy that he could not defeat and he himself was in a desperate situation.

After all, the two great sages were of higher status and had the right to refuse Jiraiya's summons. If he summoned the two great sages on a normal day, one could easily end up asking for trouble.

It was precisely because of this that even Jiraiya had to maintain a good relationship with the two great immortals. Even after so many years of friendship, at least a minimum of respect was required, lest the two great immortals lose face at a critical moment.

"How else could it be? I was forcibly summoned." Fukasaku Sennin walked slowly towards Jiraiya, "Little Jiraiya, is there something urgent happening here?"

"No... nothing happened, and it wasn't me who summoned you." Jiraiya scratched his head. "It was my disciple. It might be his first time summoning spirits, so he doesn't know the rules."

"Not you? Little Jiraiya, who else but you can summon the spirits of our whole family here?" asked Mama-san Shima-sennin.

"And where is your disciple from?"

"Over there." Jiraiya pointed in a direction. The toads turned around and looked over. Naruto was standing there.

He was wearing a loose white short-sleeved shirt, with striking blond hair and a smooth forehead. Since he wasn't on a mission, he didn't wear a forehead protector. Naruto also looked at them, their eyes meeting.

Shima Sennin pointed at Naruto and shouted in surprise, "Isn't that Minato?"

Fukasaku coughed suddenly, stopping his wife from continuing. Shima, who had made the slip of the tongue, suddenly realized that Jiraiya's disciple, the Fourth Damei Minato Namikaze, had long been dead.

More than ten years passed in the blink of an eye, but to them it was so short, just like a few months.

After all, Namikaze Minato was too good, and any great ninja would pale in comparison to him. To have achieved fame at such a young age and to have reached such a high position was truly astonishing.

When he suddenly saw the golden hair, Shima Sennin blurted out subconsciously.

Naruto didn't react much either. To him, Minato Namikaze was just the parent of this body. Since he had already died in battle, the impact wasn't that big.

As for the Impure World Reincarnation, his technique was much more advanced than Orochimaru's, so it would be better if he didn't let them out. This would save them a lot of trouble if they found out that he had taken over their son's body.

Well... after all, they sent it right after birth, so they probably won’t notice it. There’s no way they can find it.

Forget it, I won’t think about such distant things.