Madara, let's change the world together!

After saying that, the Flame Demon, who was still in the same spot, suddenly grew to five meters tall again, and the fire blade in his hand was incredibly powerful.

This is a time of great crisis.

Just as the masked man was about to say those words, someone else shouted them out first.

"stop!"

"It's time for this Toad Sage to save the day!"

Suddenly, a huge shadow appeared in the sky.

With his white hair and somewhat aged appearance, Jiraiya appeared on the battlefield riding on an enormous, reddish-brown toad.

The giant toad formed a hand seal with its claws, and a huge jet of water shot out from its mouth.

"Tsk!"

The masked man leaped high into the air, watching as the fire demon was extinguished by the floodwaters.

With a casual wave of his hand, he sent a small fireball that struck a carriage in the middle of the convoy before quickly retreating.

"Oh dear, the Legendary Sannin of Konoha are not to be trifled with."

Before leaving, he didn't forget to explain why he was running away.

Jiraiya watched the man in the black robe with red clouds and wearing a flame mask leave, but he didn't chase after him. Instead, he went to Minato's side to check on his injuries.

The injuries are not serious, just some burns. A week of rest should be enough thanks to the self-healing ability of chakra.

If one possessed medical ninjutsu, one could recover in an hour.

"Jiraiya-sensei?"

Minato was quite surprised, not expecting Jiraiya to appear at this moment.

That's great! If the fight really continues, Kushina will likely have to use the Nine-Tails' power.

"Minato, I'm so glad you're alright."

"Jiraiya-sensei, let's go put out the fire first."

Ok?

Soga!

"Toad Loyalty!"

Hama Zhong fired a water bullet, extinguishing the fire on the burning carriage.

After all that commotion, Minato Namikaze, Kushina Uzumaki, and Mikoto Uchiha sat down to rest in the open space.

All three were mostly unharmed, except for Minato, who suffered some burns.

"Mr. Zhizai, I'm sorry we couldn't protect the entire caravan. How about we return part of the reward?"

Minato said in an apologetic tone.

"No need, no need."

Chizai politely declined.

"Only an empty horse-drawn carriage that people usually live in was damaged; there was no major loss."

"After that, everyone can squeeze in."

Mikoto cast an apologetic look at Tomoya.

Whether it's Brother Yuan, Sister Xiao Ai, or this person I've only known for a few days, they're all so gentle. I feel a little guilty.

"Jiraiya-sensei, do you know who that person is?"

Shuimen's expression was serious.

That kind of strength could never belong to an unknown person.

The other party's sudden appearance and dramatic departure this time is completely incomprehensible.

Are you just here to have some fun?

Or is it because the reward is too low that they don't care if they don't complete the tasks?

Kushina and Mikoto also looked over.

Jiraiya scratched his head, unsure of what to say.

"I know very little about it either."

"That person's nickname is 'Flame Demon,' and his fire-style techniques and chakra are ridiculously strong."

"He is said to be a member of a mercenary organization called 'Akatsuki'."

"I've been traveling and investigating this organization recently."

For some reason, he had a gut feeling.

Once we uncover the information about the Akatsuki organization, we'll have a clue about the prophesied child who will destroy Konoha and cause immense turmoil to the entire world.

Seeing his master's serious expression, Minato also memorized the name "Akatsuki".

"That's right!"

Jiraiya pulled a book titled "The Story of Jiraiya's Strong Willpower" from his pocket.

"I recently rewrote this book, would you like to take a look?"

Shuimen smiled gently.

"Of course, Jiraiya-sensei."

Chapter 185 Jiraiya's Keen Eye

Lord Yuan, I have tested their strength.

As things stand, they're all a bit weak; they're barely even considered Jonin.

At this moment, the man wearing the flame mask was reporting to Kiyoi Gen, who was far away in the Land of Water, through the Star Alliance.

He was naturally the one who spent most of his time diligently completing his missions outside.

【Thanks for your hard work.】

After offering a few more words of comfort, Kiyoshi Gen ended the communication.

Minato Namikaze has not yet fully mastered his Flying Thunder God Technique, nor does he possess the Rasengan, and he doesn't have even half of the Nine-Tails.

As a result, his methods are difficult to use against opponents with high defense or those whose strength overwhelms him.

"Gen, if you think that the grown-up Minato Namikaze is troublesome, I'll go and assassinate him!"

Beside her, Aino pulled out a dagger from the deep cleavage of the slit in the chest of her cheongsam, and even showed the whole process to Kiyoshi Gen.

Her fair skin was beautiful and captivating.

"No, that's not necessary."

Kiyoshi shook his head with a smile, while his right hand simultaneously moved down the smooth white stockings to Aino's right heel.

"If we really have to become enemies, I have many ways to make Minato surrender."

Her fingers gently gripped the heel of the embroidered shoe, and then slipped.

Her small, delicate feet, encased in knee-high white stockings, gently stepped into the palm of Kiyoshi Gen's right hand; the size was just right.

"Thanks to the intelligence you've gathered, I have an 80% chance of making Minato disappointed with Konoha's ninja clans."

Aino put the dagger back.

She didn't hear what Jingyuan was saying at all; instead, she focused on his expression, rubbing the sole of her right foot against his palm.

More than serious matters, Aino preferred to seduce Kiyoi Gen into making a move on her.

That means her feminine charm is getting higher and higher.

Kiyoshi Gen held the small white-stockinged foot in his hands and kneaded the pinkish, round toes.

"Aino, is there any news from Sakumo?"

"Ah, my shadow clone followed, he can't detect it."

"If any problems are discovered, I will definitely receive a notification."

Gazing at the lotus feet that he was kneading at will, Kiyoi Gen's thoughts drifted outwards.

Meanwhile, Jiraiya sought out a friend he hadn't seen in a long time.

"Hey, Tomoya, it's been a long time."

Tomoya, who was sitting on the outside of the carriage, watched as Jiraiya walked over, sat down next to him, and took a drink in his hand.

"Here, this is for you."

"Don't refuse this time."

"Ok."

Tomoya smiled helplessly and had no choice but to drink with his old friend.

"None of your leaders in the early days of urban management liked to drink."

“Yuan is, and so are you.”

Jiraiya was just complaining casually, and Tomoya didn't take it too seriously.

It should be said that most of them who aspire to follow Kiyoshi Gen don't drink much.

Drinking alcohol occasionally is fine, but whether you're happy or sad, you should experience it soberly.

"Tomoya, I've been to many places this year."

Tomoya listened quietly, knowing that Jiraiya simply wanted an audience.

"The journey turned out much better than I expected."

“Where caravans passed, you rarely saw homeless orphans, and the villagers in most of the villages they passed through were quite kind.”

"And places where no caravans pass through"

Jiraiya was deep in thought.