53The Great Toad Immortal's RejectionAI Model: gemini-2.5-flashChapter 53 The Great Toad Immortal's Rejection
Mount Myōboku, I'm back again.
Jiraiya proactively came to Mount Myōboku this time.
The person he met last time, who had transformed into Senju Hashirama, was very mysterious.
He wasn't very clear about the conflict between that person and the Village, but he knew it was definitely irreconcilable.
As for why he came here…
Nagato!
Konan!
Uchiha Obito.
He was very confused now.
So he came to seek an answer, and incidentally to ask the Great Toad Sage if that person could enter Mount Myōboku.
"Yo, little Jiraiya, a rare guest, have you eaten?"
Jiraiya's face paled, and he quickly waved his hand: "I've eaten, I'm not hungry."
Are you kidding? Can this stuff be eaten casually?
Just looking at it kills my appetite; we're not even the same species.
"By the way, what are you here for this time?"
Fukasaku led Jiraiya towards the palace, asking with some curiosity: "I remember you just came not long ago, didn't you?"
"Have you already found the Chosen One that the Great Toad Sage spoke of?"
"No!"
Jiraiya shook his head, then replied: "Someone wants to meet the Great Toad Sage; I think he probably wants to learn Sage Mode."
"Who?"
"I don't know, he can use Flying Thunder God and Rasengan; sometimes I even feel like he's Minato Namikaze."
Jiraiya recalled carefully, saying regretfully: "But it's not him; if it were him, he wouldn't come to see us with the First Hokage's face."
"So mysterious."
Shima, perched on Jiraiya's shoulder, was a bit surprised.
The Great Toad Sage probably wouldn't meet such a person.
Jiraiya pulled out a Flying Thunder God Techniquekunai, saying helplessly: "Although I also feel that way, it's better to be cautious with such a person, so I came to ask."
"You have a point too."
Fukasaku and Shima looked at the kunai in Jiraiya's hand for a few moments, then withdrew their gazes.
It really was the Flying Thunder God Technique.
Soon, the few of them arrived at the palace.
Perhaps sensing Jiraiya and their arrival, the Great Toad Sage slowly opened his hazy eyes, looking at them in surprise.
"Sage!"
"Oh, it's little Jiraiya, have you found the Chosen One?"
"No, there's someone who wants to see you."
"See me?"
The Great Toad Sage wondered: 'Where is he?'
"I didn't bring him; I'm not sure if you want to see him."
"He gave me this."
Jiraiya extended his hand, a kunai lying quietly in his palm.
The Great Toad Sage gazed at the kunai, and in a trance, he seemed to see mountains of corpses and seas of blood.
"This is a god of slaughter."
A drop of sweat trickled down the Great Toad Sage's aged face; he seemed to see a future of mountains of corpses, seas of blood, and a living hell.
Such a person is clearly not a good person.
Sage Mode cannot be taught to just anyone so easily.
After careful consideration, the Great Toad Sagedirectly refused: "I will not see this person, Jiraiya, you should continue diligently searching for the Chosen One."
Only the Chosen One can save the world and bring peace to the Ninja World.
"Alright then, I'll take this with me."
Jiraiya wasn't surprised by the Great Toad Sage's choice.
If Sage Mode could be taught to anyone so easily, it would have been common long ago, unlike now.
Today, the Three Great Sage Regions remain mysterious and revered by people.
Why?
It's because they are mysterious enough, powerful enough, and possess a trump card ability: Sage Mode.
All these reasons combined make them seem unfathomable.
"Then I'll be going now."
Jiraiya, fearing that Shima and Fukasaku, these two toads, would be too enthusiastic, quickly departed.
Looking out wistfully, the Great Toad Sage sighed.
He wondered if this choice would bring fortune or misfortune.
But no matter what, anyone who could give him such a terrifying premonition was definitely not a good person.
Since he wasn't, there was nothing more to say; just refuse him.
Even the First Hokage couldn't flaunt his power in their Three Great Sage Regions.
It's not that he couldn't, but that he couldn't find them.
They had nothing to fear.
Moreover, as long as the Chosen One was found, what could this so-called mastermind do?
This era belonged to the Chosen One.
Thinking this, the Great Toad Sage completely relaxed and slowly closed his eyes.
…
"As expected, he refused, but why do I have a bad premonition?"
Back in the Village, Jiraiya put away the kunai in his hand, an uneasy feeling spreading within him.
Not only that,
He keenly sensed that the entire Village seemed to have a suffocating atmosphere.
"What happened?"
Jiraiya's expression changed slightly; after a moment of thought, he went directly to find Hiruzen Sarutobi.
"The Village, nothing's wrong with the Village?"
"But troop movements are real."
Seeing Jiraiya come to him, Hiruzen Sarutobi was surprised that after so long, Jiraiya was still so perceptive.
But he still shook his head, offering no explanation.
He merely said casually: "Recently, we discovered a few rogue Ninja touching the borders of the Land of Fire; I'm mobilizing Ninja to clear them out."
"Is that so?"
Jiraiya was half-convinced.
He couldn't find any loopholes for a while, so he could only leave suspiciously.
However, he still planned to stay in Konoha Villagefor a while longer.
Strolling idly through the streets of Konoha Village, Jiraiya aimlessly looked around.
In his mind, he recalled the Chosen One that the Great Toad Sage spoke of.
A young boy playing with a Tailed Beast.
Wait!
Jiraiya's steps suddenly halted.
The information collected these past few days, including the information Hiruzen Sarutobi and others provided him.
A flash of inspiration struck.
A young boy playing with a Tailed Beast?
What kind of person could play with a Tailed Beast?
The closest to the water gets the moon first; only a Jinchuriki has the greatest possibility.
And Uzumaki Naruto is the Nine-Tails Jinchuriki.
Rasengan.
Flying Thunder God.
One by one, ideas were unlocked, and the information gathered these past few days continuously combined, finally leading to a startling conclusion.
What Rinnegan, what Senju Hashirama, what Nagato.
Perhaps these were all false, all disguises.
The true mastermind behind it all could very well be… Uzumaki Naruto!
Oh my goodness.
Jiraiya grimaced, shocked by his sudden thought.
This was absurd.
And fantastical.
But for some reason, he just felt that this was most likely the correct direction.
If it was Uzumaki Naruto, what did he want to do?
Jiraiya pondered.
"It's not certain yet, I need to observe more."
"I need to test him."
Jiraiya's thoughts raced.
He didn't believe a five-year-old child could do this, but what if Uzumaki Naruto was the so-called Chosen One?
Everything seemed to make sense.
The Chosen One must have divine will.
It should be natural for him to be so monstrous at five years old.
Jiraiya self-rationalized, and the more he thought about it, the more likely it seemed.
"I can't wait, I need to go test him now,"
Jiraiya strode forward, heading straight for where Uzumaki Naruto lived…