allendalepharm Chapter 316 The Prophecy of the Great Toad Sage
Chapter 316 The Prophecy of the Great Toad Sage
Chapter 316 The Prophecy of the Great Toad Sage
Mt. Miaomu.
A rich land hidden in a remote part of the ninja world, said to take even a ninja a month to reach from Konoha.
The climate here is warm and humid, with various gigantic plants and insects. More importantly, it is one of the few places in the ninja world where natural energy converges.
This is the fundamental reason why the toad clan chose this place to live.
As white smoke rose, Jiraiya's figure appeared on a small hill. Before he could react, a loud complaint came from above.
"Damn Jiraiya, why did it take you so long to respond to my summons? I've been waiting for you here for ages."
Jiraiya looked up, facing the sunlight, and saw a colossal creature bend down, its enormous size making Jiraiya on the ground look like a tiny ant.
"Hey, Brother Bunta, I didn't expect it was you using reverse spirit communication, otherwise I would have responded sooner."
Jiraiya was quite adept at it, and with a few leaps, he ran up the giant toad's front legs and onto its head.
"Is there something you need in such a hurry to summon me? I'm currently at war with Sunagakure, and I don't have time to stay here permanently."
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Bunta shook his head in annoyance, and when he realized he couldn't shake Jiraiya off, he gave up in frustration.
"Why are you fighting with Sunagakure again? Didn't we stop fighting for a while?"
He remembered clearly that Konoha had severely damaged Sunagakure before, and he had personally participated in those key battles.
Jiraiya shook his head. He had finally come all the way to Mount Myoboku and wanted to relax, so he didn't want to talk about these things.
Bunta didn't take it seriously. He called out Jiraiya, whose mission was more than half completed. He adjusted his posture, took a leap from the spot, and soared into the air to a height of 100 meters.
Despite the strong wind, it didn't stop him from speaking: "It's Mom and Dad who are looking for you. I wouldn't bother calling you over for no reason. I might as well go play with Minato."
Jiraiya stood steadily on Gamabunta's head, showing no sign of panic at his sudden jump. Clearly, this was their usual way of getting along.
However, upon hearing that it was the two immortals, Fukasaku and Shima, who were looking for him, he frowned, realizing that this matter was quite serious.
The continuous leaps covered a distance of several kilometers, and as they got closer to the center of the sacred site, the plants there grew increasingly enormous.
The rich natural energy in the air was so palpable that even someone as oblivious as Jiraiya could clearly sense it.
"We're here. My mission is complete. Jiraiya, you can go up by yourself. I won't accompany you!"
Bunta's voice was full of joy, as if he couldn't wait to get rid of Jiraiya, this burden.
Jiraiya was furious. They were good brothers, after all, and now his brother was so eager to abandon him and run away alone. There must be something going on here.
He stopped abruptly as he took the first step, turning to stare at Wen Tai's eyes, which were larger than a person's.
"Brother, something's not right. Is there something you're hiding from me? We're brothers, we're supposed to share the good times and the bad."
Bunta was stunned by the questions for a long time. When he came to his senses, he found that Jiraiya was still standing on his nose, pointing at him and babbling on and on.
This time, he was furious. As if he had recalled some unbearable past events, his anger flared up, and he began to shake his head wildly.
"You bastard, how dare you talk to me like that? Every time we go to an izakaya to find girls, when have you ever taken me along or shared the good times? You're only good at sharing the bad times, aren't you?"
Not satisfied with just shaking his head, he raised his two front paws and started slapping his face haphazardly.
Jiraiya could no longer stand still. He quickly dodged Bunta's several blows and jumped off his body.
However, after this commotion, he also figured something out. He looked at Wen Tai with a sly grin and said, "Hey, little brother, are you going to find a girl? Want me to give you some advice?"
Seeing that Jiraiya had left his body, Gamabunta stopped what he was doing. Hearing that Jiraiya was going to impart his experience to him, Gamabunta glanced at Jiraiya with disdain.
"Just you"
That look in their eyes was contempt, mockery, and utter disdain from the bottom of their hearts.
"I'm single, so you'd better take care of yourself!"
After saying that, he ignored Jiraiya and leaped into the distance.
Only Jiraiya, completely petrified, remained in the same spot.
Single Dog
These three words were like three heavy bombs, blasting Jiraiya to a crisp!
He was in a daze and didn't come to his senses for a long time.
This wasn't just being looked down upon by a toad; more importantly, Gamabunta's comment about being a "single dog" struck a nerve with Jiraiya, causing him immense pain.
Staggering along, Jiraiya walked listlessly up the mountain path, even the scenery that he used to find quite novel no longer held any appeal for him.
After wandering aimlessly for an unknown amount of time, Jiraiya finally arrived at the residence of the two hermits, Fukasaku and Shima.
"Oh, it's Jiraiya! You've come at just the right time. This pot of caterpillar and mushroom soup will be ready soon, why don't you have some?"
When Shima saw Jiraiya climbing the mountain, he warmly invited Jiraiya to come and sit down.
This greeting awakened Jiraiya, and the fear of being dominated by various insects completely overwhelmed his resentment towards being single.
Jiraiya waved his hands repeatedly, shook his head like a rattle drum, his whole body swayed wildly, and his mouth gave the answer before his brain could even process it.
"No, no, there's a fierce battle going on at the front. I only managed to get here in a short time. Is there anything urgent here? I need to go back to the front as soon as I'm done."
"Oh, I see. That's a real shame."
Shima put down the soup spoon in his hand, jumped a few steps to Jiraiya, and looked up into Jiraiya's eyes.
"It was the Great Toad Sage who notified you to come; it seems to be about a prophecy."
At this moment, the previously absent Fukasaku the Hermit jumped back from a distance, carrying a huge bamboo basket on his back, filled with all sorts of colorful, wriggling insects.
"Ah, Jiraiya, you're finally here! If we stay any later, the master will be going to sleep again."
Jiraiya's stomach churned wildly at the sight of the basket full of insects. Hearing that the Great Toad Sage might be going to sleep again, he quickly seized the opportunity.
"Then what are we waiting for? Let's hurry up and see the Great Toad Sage. We can't let important matters be delayed."
After saying that, he took the initiative to help the Fukasaku sage take off the bamboo basket from his back, put the Fukasaku sage directly on his own shoulder, and turned around to walk towards the location of the Great Toad Sage.
"What's the rush? The soup will be ready soon."
Shima looked at the two who had left, then turned to look at the still-bubbling soup. The green caterpillars that kept rolling up made her lick her lips. In the end, she put down her spoon and caught up with Jiraiya and the other person.
She leaped onto Jiraiya's other shoulder, her large front paws unable to resist swatting at his head.
"That little brat is being unreasonable; he's wasted my whole pot of soup."
Jiraiya didn't resist, and just smiled as Shima slapped him, secretly pleased. Anyway, it didn't hurt, so he might as well consider it an apology for the pot of soup.
After walking for more than ten minutes, the man and the two frogs finally arrived in front of a magnificent hall.
Looking at this grand hall, even though it wasn't his first time here, Jiraiya was still deeply shocked. It was simply too enormous.
Compared to this grand hall, those famous mansions and ancient castles are nothing but a pile of dung, utterly incomparable.
Upon arriving here, the two immortals, Fukasaku and Shima, jumped down from Jiraiya's shoulders, and the two frogs led the way, guiding Jiraiya into the main hall.
Passing through the empty main hall, we arrived at the innermost room. The few bonfires lit on the walls did not make the room brighter; instead, they made it even darker.
Inside the room, on a huge stone chair, sat a massive yet incredibly old toad.
His eyes were slightly closed, as if he were sleeping well; he must have really fallen asleep!
Fukasaku the Hermit jumped down in front of the Great Toad Hermit and began trying to wake him from his slumber.
"The Great Toad Sage—"
At first, his voice was soft, but as there was no movement for a long time, his voice gradually grew louder, but even so, it was only slightly louder than normal speaking.
Jiraiya, who was listening from behind, also felt embarrassed, and was wondering whether he should step forward to help.
Shima, who was a few steps behind, couldn't stand it any longer. She pulled Fukasaku aside, complaining as she did so:
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"Get out of the way, who do you expect to wake up?"
At the same time, she took a deep breath, opened her frog mouth, and roared, "Great Toad Sage, wake up!"
The enormous sounds formed a wave of sound that swept towards the giant toad immortal.
Finally, the giant toad sage slowly opened his eyes a crack and looked at the guy who had woken him up.
"It's Shima—what do you need?"
The Great Toad Sage speaks very slowly, as if each word requires a great deal of effort.
"Sir, I've brought Jiraiya with me. Didn't you need to see him?"
Shima the Hermit continued to speak loudly, as if afraid that the Great Toad Hermit wouldn't hear her.
After a long silence, just when everyone thought the Great Toad Sage had fallen asleep again, he finally spoke again.
"Shima—what do you need me for?"
Both the man and the two frogs collapsed in laughter. Shima even exclaimed that he was senile. Fortunately, Fukasaku was quick-witted and covered his wife's mouth, pulling her behind him.
This time, it was Fukasaku who stepped forward. "My lord, I've brought the little Jiraiya you were looking for?"
"Oh, Jiraiya! Where is he? I can't see him!"
Jiraiya quickly stepped forward, arriving right under the Great Toad Sage's nose, fearing that the Great Toad Sage might fall asleep again if he stayed any longer.
"Great Toad Sage, I'm here!"
The Great Toad Sage watched for a long time but remained silent. Jiraiya could only wait patiently, comforting himself that this was how it was when he got old.
After a long silence, the giant toad sage finally spoke, "Who are you, and what are you doing here?"
A bead of cold sweat trickled down Jiraiya's forehead. "So you didn't recognize me after all."
"Great Toad Sage, it's me, Jiraiya!"
"Oh—" Another long sigh escaped the Great Toad Sage, who seemed to have finally found his rhythm. "Little Jiraiya, the prophecy has taken a new turn."
Jiraiya immediately perked up, and even Fukasaku and Shima next to him raised their bodies.
"I witnessed a cataclysmic battle, the old order had collapsed, and a new order was emerging, with blood and fire everywhere, while those who caused all this laughed wildly at the pinnacle of humanity!"
After the prophecy was finished, the hall fell silent as everyone digested its contents.
"How could this be? Great Toad Sage, does that prophesied child still exist? Will he still save the world?"
The enormous toad slowly shook its head. "I don't know, but the Child of Prophecy does exist, though its role in it remains unknown."
"So who exactly is this person who changed the ninja world? What are their characteristics? Are they our enemy?" Jiraiya longed to obtain more detailed information.
"I don't know, the prophecy was too vague, I only saw some jumbled images—"
Jiraiya wanted to continue asking questions, but Fukasaku the Sage raised his hand to interrupt him.
"The Great Toad Sage is already asleep; he won't hear you no matter how much you ask."
Jiraiya then noticed that bubbles had started to appear from the tip of the Great Toad Sage's nose, indicating that he had clearly fallen asleep again.
"Little Jiraiya, let's go. I'll ask him again when the master wakes up next time."
Fukasaku was very understanding and knew what Jiraiya wanted to know, so he took the initiative to take on the task.
"Thank you so much, Master Fukasaku!" Jiraiya expressed his heartfelt gratitude. This information was too important, concerning the safety of the entire Hidden Leaf Village and even the entire ninja world, so he could not afford to be careless.
The man and the two frogs walked out of the main hall and returned to the small hut they had come from.
Master Shima was the first to jump over and check her pot of caterpillar mushroom soup, exclaiming, "What a pity, what a pity!"
Jiraiya had sorted out his thoughts along the way. First of all, the prophecy only revealed that there would be a great war in the future, and there was no other substantial explanation.
As for the old and new orders, no one knows for sure which is better or worse.
And the so-called person who laughs wildly at the top of all living beings is even more so. Although such people are usually villains, the prophecy does not explicitly state this, so anything is possible.
Having figured all this out, Jiraiya felt a great sense of relief. With his worries gone, he then thought about the current situation he was facing.
The headache immediately returned, and the thought of the even more brutal battles to come made the pain even more intense.
But Jiraiya was not one to be defeated by difficulties. He quickly composed himself and, when Shima served him a bowl of cold caterpillar mushroom soup, he hastily canceled the summoning and returned to the front-line camp.
"That little Jiraiya, I'll have to give him a good talking to next time he comes. I just served him some soup and he ran away."
Shima the Immortal was still rambling on, looking at the thick soup in his hand, he poured it into his mouth and swallowed it down in two gulps.
"Mmm, it tastes really good!"
Southern Front, Konoha Camp.
Upon his return, Jiraiya did not go directly to the central army camp, where his shadow clones were stationed, so there would be no problem in the short term.
He wandered around the camp; the fighting over the past two days had been too intense for him to have a proper look at everyone's current situation.
The further he walked, the lower his heart sank.
The heavy casualties severely damaged morale. Unlike the Sand Village, which fought to protect their homeland, the Konoha ninja did not share this belief in this battle.
This also leads to a situation where morale drops again and again when people encounter even the slightest setback.
This wasn't the worst part. Jiraiya never imagined that the medical camp, which he had never had to worry about before, would now have problems.
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