He was in Konoha, and his domineering aura was overflowing.

"Not bad, he's starting to look like a Hokage." Mito Uzumaki nodded.

In the shadows, look at your nose with your eyes, and your heart with your nose; let things go in your left ear and out your right.

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Meanwhile, in the village of Yanyin.

"Old Zi, oh Old Zi!"

The guard in the shadows looked helpless.

"How many times has the Tsuchikage done this?"

"Including the times when Lord Zi left the village, it must have been fifty-three times."

"Sigh." X2

In the office, Onoki sat in his raised office chair, his expression shifting as his dissatisfaction with Rōshi reached its peak.

You mean, why did you just run off to become a wandering monk? With the strength of a Kage-level expert and the special abilities of a Jinchuriki, you could escape unscathed from the vast ninja world unless you fought to the death or your ancestral graves were destroyed and you encountered a super-powerful figure like Madara Uchiha.

Why did you interfere with my plan?

Mixing in is one thing, but if things get bad, can't you run away? What's the point of having those two long legs? Are you really just going to act recklessly because Jinchuriki are tankier than ordinary ninjas?

They've been caught now.

While Ōnoki was extremely annoyed, he was also relieved that Konoha hadn't killed Rōshi outright, otherwise Iwagakure would have lost a tailed beast.

Even if the tailed beasts can be revived and people can be organized to capture them and recreate Jinchuriki in the future, the ninja world is so big. What if the Four-Tails is revived in a sparsely populated area or in another ninja village?

"Damn Danzo, could this be a trap they set together?" Onoki wondered.

Although the Root ninjas were well hidden, the major ninja villages had their own methods for identifying Konoha's Root and Anbu.

The reason is that Danzo's reputation as the darkest figure in the ninja world has spread too far, and since a ninja's chakra attribute can be reflected through mental energy, anyone with a bit of effort can find the Root ninjas from a single clue.

So he knew who had approached the Hidden Village to discuss cooperation, but everyone tacitly kept quiet about it.

After all, Konoha's White Fang is out of the question; that guy is too strong, we can't take him down. But those Sharingan eyes are valuable. If we could capture them alive and make them our sex slaves in Iwagakure for a few years, they could finally have their own Uchiha clan.

But plans can't keep up with changes.

He still couldn't understand what it meant for a kid from Konoha to single-handedly fight and capture Roshi without Sakumo Hatake intervening.

Is this correct?

This isn't right!

However, if this is just a smokescreen, the message was relayed by his own undercover agents, and besides, no normal person would spread such false information.

The cunning frog keeps touching your belly.

There's only one truth! This news is true!

Konoha has produced another genius!

It might not be the one that's publicly known, but it definitely exists!

"..." Ohnoki's eyes flickered between light and shadow, uncertain and unpredictable.

Memories of the past caught up with him; the experience of standing like a servant at the gates of Konoha that year seemed like yesterday.

Was Madara Uchiha this strong at that age?

He didn't know, and he didn't want to know.

The deaths of Hashirama Senju and Madara Uchiha were a cause for celebration in the ninja world, like the collapse of two great mountains.

But if such a powerful figure were to appear in Konoha again, he simply couldn't bear to imagine what that scene would be like.

When Madara Uchiha was still alive, he wanted to unify the ninja world, but he was stopped by the God of Shinobi. However, there is no God of Shinobi in this era, and that brat is not Hashirama Senju.

Onoki knew that his current thoughts were a bit frightening.

Having lived most of my life, I'm actually feeling apprehensive about a brat from Konoha.

But who knows the truth about how he was blocked at the gate of Konoha when he was young? He was afraid! If Konoha really produced another person like him, he was afraid that he would be so excited that he would suddenly stretch out his legs and go to meet the ancestors of Iwagakure!

With a thousand thoughts racing through his mind, Onoki slowly exhaled a stale breath, his eyes sharp as if he were a detective who had received a cheating case in the middle of the night.

He couldn't bear to watch Konoha grow stronger and do nothing!

"Go and summon the heads of each department."

Since things have come to this, let's redeem Lao Zi first.

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At the border of the Land of Fire, after exchanging words with the ninja who came to make the handover, the group watched the ANBU member, who was carrying the tightly bound Old Purple, speeding towards Konoha.

The fifty strings conveyed deep emotions.

Although they had many unpleasant experiences during the battle, and although both sides had been fighting to the death not long ago, as a well-behaved child raised in the spring breeze, he had no interest in the weak who had lost the ability to resist.

...Actually, Lao Zi has already squeezed out all the oil and water he could have squeezed out this month.

Ha, useless stuff.

Sakumo Hatake glanced sideways.

Did Gekigen just say something like a little devil quote?

"Now that the mission is complete, let's..." Hatake Sakumo slowly began.

Their mission was to bring back the intelligence agent, Pharmacist Nonou, and secondly, to find the spies hiding in the shadows.

Spies are no longer an option, unless that spy is brave enough to step forward now that the Four-Tails Jinchuriki has been captured, and besides, this is a side mission.

So, after solving and exceeding the main quest requirements, they should now...

"Back to the village."

"Let's go, Tanabata Street!"

Two places that are not exactly the same, but completely unrelated, are put together.

Chapter 49 If it's difficult, then don't do it.

“Tanatsu-gai is not a suitable place for ninjas.” Hatake Sakumo frowned slightly.

Although he was a repressed ninja skilled in the Thousand Years of Death technique, he did not completely abide by the three prohibitions of ninjas, and in private he smoked and drank alcohol.

However, he didn't really appreciate Tanabata Street, and even kept his distance from it.

Tanzaku Town is located in the southwestern part of the Land of Fire, not far from Konoha Village. In addition to the Great Dancing Town, there are also hotels, amusement parks, izakayas and other entertainment venues, making it a bustling town where ninjas can easily make mistakes.

Sakumo Hatake rarely comes here.

Moreover, in principle, ninjas should return immediately after completing their missions without delay.

But the fifty strings do not listen.

"Ninja rules? What are those? You students don't know."

It's only a matter of time before Konoha is ruled by ninja academy graduates like you.

Uchiha Aoen cursed.

In other words, Ishigaki has no idea what he's thinking. If he did, he would definitely give them a proper lesson on the key points.

The plot will be triggered once the number of geniuses reaches a certain threshold.

Genius or traitor?

If everyone in Konoha were like him, changing the doors in the Hokage's office thirty times a day would be considered Danzo's weakness.

Minato Namikaze hesitates inwardly.

Although he was young, he knew that the previous battle of the ninja was of great significance. With the mobility of ninjas, as long as they noticed the movement on the border, relevant information must have already been sent to their respective knights' desks.

After all, two days have passed since that battle, and the main trouble is in handing over and confirming the information and issuing orders to the village.

He had vaguely glimpsed a message in a letter sent by the Dark Guard telling them to hurry back to the village, but Ishigaki's actions remained as bright as the brightest star in the night sky.

According to the fifty-string theory, that means you're always right, but when it comes to actually doing something, who are you?

He can be considered the least stressed person in all of Konoha.

Sakumo Hatake vaguely guessed why Isogen was going to Tansho-cho.

The princess did not go very far after leaving Konoha.

It's not hard to see Tsunade's condition from the perspective of those in power; even the toughest ninja can't withstand the repeated deaths of those around her.

Ninjas are already under a lot of pressure, otherwise there wouldn't be the so-called Three Prohibitions for Ninjas, and how much of them can actually be followed depends entirely on one's own self-discipline.

Under intense pressure, ninjas are not allowed to find ways to relieve their stress. Even a Kage who gets wiped out by his subordinates would applaud.

Therefore, everyone in Konoha who knew that Tsunade had left the village without permission to go to Tanzaku Town to become a fat sheep remained silent.

It seems that it was Mito-sama who instructed Igogaku to persuade Tsunade to return...

That night, the red lights hung in the ruins.

Looking at the eager-to-try Isogen, Hatake Sakumo asked tentatively.

"You're just here to find someone, right?"

He remained silent for fifty minutes, then walked to the entrance of the gambling den.

The two security guards standing at the entrance of the gambling den were initially excited when they saw him, but their eyes lit up when they noticed the Konoha headbands worn by Minato Namikaze and the others.

"Hey, this isn't a place for a kid like you."

Snapped.

Isogen slapped the two security guards at the gate.

In most cases, Wu Shixian is very easy to talk to, but when is it a rare occasion that he gets to decide?

"Tch, with this level of skill, he's a security guard? He's not even as good as a five-year-old kid in Konoha. He's the kind of person that old ladies back in their hometowns would look down on."

The security guard, who had been knocked to the ground, became enraged.

Well, Isogen, in a moment of kindness, didn't send them away directly, although those two slaps hurt quite a bit, fully realizing the dual infusion of the will of dominance in research and physical body.

First came the island nation spirit injection stick, now comes the slap of the will of the Fifty Strings Overlord.

Sakumo Hatake sighed.

I shouldn't have had any expectations of him.

Uchiha Aoen spoke up, reminding them, "This is a casino run by nobles, so it's best to be careful."

The nobles do not engage in production but control wealth, and the village of Renji needs government funding in every aspect.

Normally, even the most audacious wandering ninja wouldn't kill a noble; that's an inviolable line.

However, apart from Minato Namikaze, no one present really cared much about the so-called nobles.

The Hatake clan was originally a samurai and a noble family, while the Uchiha clan was a ninja clan with a history of over a thousand years. They were essentially nobles, and even looked down on nobles.

If Madara Uchiha hadn't never elbowed Hashirama Senju, there would be at least 90% fewer nobles in the Land of Fire.

Igogaku, on the other hand, had absolutely no interest in the so-called noble daimyo and lords.

Aristocracy?

What kind of noble are you?

If they obey, they'll be rewarded with a punch the size of a sandbag; if they disobey, they'll all be sent to the Sage of Six Paths for a good scolding. That old man has been a voyeur for a thousand years, probably because no one has been talking to him.

Stepping into the casino, Isogen couldn't help but sigh, "I'm so kind-hearted."

Minato Namikaze slipped and nearly fell to the ground.

Wiping the cold sweat from his forehead, he began to examine the gambling den run by the nobles.

Everywhere you look, there are scantily clad female bodhisattvas, gamblers who have lost everything, sexy dealers dealing cards online, and fat, juicy wolves coming to hand out money.

"Tsunade-sama!" Minato Namikaze exclaimed instinctively.