[Naruto Grandfather] Chapter 186 - 190

Chapter 186: Bound by Order

Jiraiya had already finished his inspection—the opponent had opened the sixth level!

That level of power was already comparable to the Seventh Gate of the Eight Gates However, it still fell short. Even if the seventh level was fully unleashed, it would never match the might of the Eighth Gate.

But for now, it was enough to deal with Uzumaki Chito.

"Where exactly are you from, you monster?"

Chou’s voice was tense as he questioned Jiraiya.

Judging by the current situation, if this battle continued like this, there was no hope of victory. The difference in strength was too vast—he was no match for him at all.

If the stalemate dragged on, there would be no meaning to it. How had things escalated to this point? The feeling of helplessness gnawed at him, and frustration built up inside his chest.

"I am a someone who wanted to protect the world," Jiraiya declared. "I seek you because you must contribute to the world in the best way you can."

"I refuse!"

Chou shook his head firmly.

"If we truly fail, if the world faces destruction, you will be doomed as well. Do you not care? Do you think refusing will solve anything?" Jiraiya's voice was laced with disappointment. "You—you truly make me shake my head. I don't even know what to say anymore!"

"I just don't want to! I won’t do it!" Chou shouted.

Want it or not, it no longer mattered.

Jiraiya clasped his hands together, his expression sharpening.

Silence.

A moment later, Sage Mode activated.

Once in Sage Mode, Jiraiya in this state was nearly invincible.

The sheer power of Sage Mode was overwhelming. Against any opponent, his attacks were precise and devastating. Even Pain would struggle against him. However, even with Sage Mode, fighting Uzumaki Chito would be a difficult challenge.

That was why Jiraiya never intended to take action alone.

Now, though, using Sage Mode against Chou was simply amusing. Even if he went mad like Might Guy and forcefully opened all Eight Gates, he would still meet the same fate—defeat.

Whoosh!

Without warning, Jiraiya's figure blurred—he moved in an instant!

His attack surged toward Chou like a hurricane, fast and relentless.

The air was filled with the sound of strikes landing, the impact echoing through the battlefield.

Chou, who had activated the sixth level, was capable of dodging almost any attack. But against Jiraiya, he found himself completely outmatched.

He watched as Jiraiya attacked again and again. He dodged with every ounce of his awareness, yet each time, the outcome was the same—failure.

If this kept up, he would only meet one end.

Bang!

The impact struck him directly!

It felt like his entire body had been hit at a single point, yet the pain radiated throughout his entire form. This kind of attack—it was maddening.

This was definitely not the outcome Chou wanted.

If he didn't want this to continue, he had to change the situation.

But how?

Jiraiya’s intent was crystal clear—if Chou refused his demand, he would erase him from existence. Even if he posed no threat to Jiraiya, the Sannin had already decided Chou would not leave this place alive.

It was that simple.

"I—I agree! I’ll do it, okay?!"

At that moment, Chou finally relented, shouting in desperation.

"Oh? Now you understand."

Jiraiya came to a halt, his gaze locking onto Chou with an intensity that made him feel as if he could be eliminated at any moment.

Chou couldn't shake the feeling of terror—it was as if death loomed over him, just waiting for the moment Jiraiya deemed him useless.

Yet, despite his misgivings, he followed Jiraiya.

From this moment forward, his fate was bound to the Sannin.

No one could predict how things would unfold in the future. Chou, however, had a sinking feeling that following someone like Jiraiya would only lead to more trouble. Hope? There was none to be found.

They journeyed together until they finally arrived at Konoha.

The village was stifling. To a wandering ninja, all villages were suffocating, filled with invisible chains. He had no interest in pledging allegiance to any force. No village was a good place—not a single one was built on love.

And yet, because of his promise to Jiraiya, he now belonged to Konoha.

His status was officially designated as Special Jōnin.

Jiraiya wasted no time in settling him down before heading to another location—where Kabuto Yakushi's clone was working.

The clone was busy, meticulously crafting the Absolute 0 Zone in accordance with Jiraiya’s specifications.

Jiraiya observed for a moment before nodding in satisfaction.

"Good. Keep it up."

The plan was in motion.

Chapter 187: Coming for You

Time passed.

Ten days, then half a month had gone by.

The five great ninja villages had yet to make a single move.

This silence, this eerie stillness—it was as if everything had come to a complete halt.

The world was at peace, or at least, it felt that way—like a village preparing for the New Year celebrations. But beneath this tranquility, an inevitable storm brewed.

That moment had finally arrived.

The shinobi had gathered.

The combined forces of the five great ninja villages had assembled—a massive army!

After extensive planning and coordination, the five elements had been divided into five separate divisions.

Unlike before, the usual command structure had been altered. The individual villages' Kage were no longer acting as independent leaders but had taken on new roles—as division captains.

• First Division Captain: Jiraiya

• Second Division Captain: Darui

• Third Division Captain: Kitsuchi

• Fourth Division Captain: Gaara

• Fifth Division Captain: Mei Terumi

With that, the five divisions set out, their morale high, their spirits burning with determination.

Despite their overwhelming numbers and imposing presence, the opposing force seemed utterly unfazed.

It was as if the enemy didn’t care at all.

The Shin-Konoha had an impressive lineup of elite fighting, but their overall force lacked a strong foundation. Their high-end combat power was formidable, yet their mid- and lower-tier combatants were practically nonexistent.

Now, the five divisions of the Allied Shinobi Forces, covering all ranks—high, middle, and low—were coming at them in full force. With such sheer numbers, they were confident they could overwhelm Shin-Konoha.

The only possibility that could explain this lack of response from Shin-Konoha was...

A trap.

First Line of Defense – The Summoned Beasts

Shin-Konoha had amassed a terrifying force of summoned beasts.

Under the control of the legendary summons, these wild beasts had been gathered and tamed, turning into an army of terrifying creatures.

The ones deemed weak were discarded. Only the strongest remained.

Now, a horde of terrifying beasts, demons, and spirit creatures surged forward, intent on decimating the Allied Shinobi Forces before they could even reach Shin-Konoha’s main defenses.

The oppressive aura of the incoming creatures sent shivers down the spines of the shinobi.

Jiraiya’s eyes grew cold.

Summoned beasts, huh? Who didn’t have those?

With a swift motion, he bit his right thumb, then pressed it against his palm. In an instant, his hands flew through a sequence of seals.

“Summoning Jutsu!”

BOOM!

A powerful explosion of smoke erupted, and from within it, Gamabunta emerged, the massive toad gripping his sword tightly.

Mei Terumi followed suit, summoning her own powerful beast.

Kitsuchi and Darui did the same—each bringing forth their contracted creatures.

Gaara, rather than summoning a beast, instead used his golden sands to manifest a massive creature from pure chakra-infused minerals, shaping it into a monstrous form ready for battle.

The Battle of Giants Begins

Whoosh!

A colossal python burst out of the enemy ranks, its eyes locked onto Gamabunta as it lunged forward, aiming to devour him whole.

But Gamabunta wasn’t so easily taken down.

With a swift motion, the massive toad clenched the hilt of his massive blade with his right claw and unsheathed it in one smooth motion. With a powerful thrust, he drove the blade directly into the serpent’s open mouth, attempting to pierce through its skull.

CHOMP!

The python snapped its jaws shut, biting down hard on the massive blade.

The blade trembled in place—the snake’s powerful bite prevented Gamabunta from pushing forward even an inch.

The battle had turned into a deadlock.

All around them, other summoned beasts clashed.

The battlefield was filled with deafening roars and explosions, as massive creatures tore into each other, shaking the very earth beneath them.

The sky darkened, the land trembled, and the chaos of war descended upon them.

It was impossible to tell who was winning—both sides were unleashing their full might, and for now, the battle remained evenly matched.

The summoned beasts had failed to annihilate the Allied Shinobi Forces, but they had succeeded in stalling them.

With their massive forms blocking the path, the enemy forces could not advance forward.

Then, in that moment—

“Sage Art: True Several Thousand Hands!!”

A powerful voice echoed through the battlefield.

The air itself seemed to vibrate.

A colossal wooden Buddha statue burst into existence, towering over the battlefield like a god of war.

Senju Hashirama had arrived.

The Buddha, crafted from dense wooden vines, stood taller than even the Nine-Tailed Fox itself.

Once upon a time, Hashirama had used this very technique to toy with Kurama, as if the legendary Tailed Beast were nothing more than an insect beneath his palm.

And now—

He had come again.

And he was taking action.

Hashirama’s sharp eyes locked onto Uzumaki Chito.

With a mere thought, the colossal wooden Buddha surged forward, unleashing a barrage of gigantic wooden fists that rained down upon the battlefield like a divine storm.

The first layer of defense was about to be shattered.

Jiraiya stepped forward.

His movements were calm, unhurried.

There was no fear in his expression—only absolute confidence.

He was closing in.

He was coming for Uzumaki Chito.

On the other side, Chito remained still.

His gaze was cold, indifferent.

Chapter 188: Must Hit

"Do you have business with me?"

Uzumaki Chito’s gaze was sharp as he looked at Jiraiya.

"Yes, there are some things I need to discuss," Jiraiya replied. "I believe there are matters you shouldn’t concern yourself with. They have nothing to do with you. This is for your own good. What do you think?"

"You’re trying to teach me how to handle things?"

"If that’s how you take it, then yes, I’m teaching you how to handle things. As long as you don’t interfere, the Five Great Nations and the shinobi world have nothing to do with you. You should continue your training. You’re a practitioner, after all. Devote yourself to your path—getting involved in worldly matters will only hinder you."

"But what if I want to get involved?"

Uzumaki Chito’s eyes locked onto Jiraiya as he asked the question.

"If you do, people will die—many will die."

"Just because of the First and Second Hokage? You think they’ll kill me?"

"And Danzo?"

"Are you kidding me?" Chito sneered. "A man whose soul is destined for the Shinigami’s grasp? The moment he died, his existence was claimed. How could someone summon him?"

"That’s what I thought," Jiraiya admitted. "I didn’t plan to summon him. But I did inherit his backup plan. Does that scare you? Are you panicking?"

"Oh, so you inherited it? He passed it on to you?"

Uzumaki Chito remained completely relaxed, his expression indifferent. It was clear that nothing Jiraiya said posed any threat to him—not now, not ever.

His attitude was unmistakable. He truly did not take Jiraiya seriously.

Not now, not tomorrow.

Jiraiya could do as he pleased. It made no difference to Chito.

If anything, the more Jiraiya tried to push him, the more amused he became.

"It seems our conversation is pointless," Jiraiya sighed. "No matter what I say, you refuse to waver. You're forcing my hand—you’re making me fight you. I really didn’t want it to come to this."

"Then don’t."

Chito shrugged nonchalantly.

"Unfortunately, I will take this seriously."

Jiraiya’s hands came together in a seal.

At that moment, he began sensing natural energy.

However—

Chito casually waved his right hand, and the natural energy Jiraiya had been gathering immediately scattered.

Vanished.

Jiraiya furrowed his brow and tried again.

He closed his eyes, focused, and once again began absorbing natural energy.

But just as he had gathered a portion—

Chito waved his hand again.

The energy dispersed, slipping from Jiraiya’s grasp as if it had never existed.

Chito wasn’t attacking.

He wasn’t engaging in a battle of strength.

Instead, he was simply annoying him.

Jiraiya clenched his fists.

The frustration was building.

Chito’s actions were deliberate. He wanted Jiraiya to lose his patience.

Some people, once provoked, would simply attack head-on. But Chito was different—he toyed with you, testing how much frustration you could take before you finally snapped.

And he was controlling the pace of the fight effortlessly.

"Can’t you see?" Chito smirked. "I’m really in a bad mood. This whole thing is giving me a headache."

"I don’t care about your mood," Jiraiya said coldly. "I only care if you can focus enough to stop me."

"If you actually manage to gather natural energy, I’ll admit—you’re talented. Truly impressive."

Chito’s expression remained indifferent.

Jiraiya had too many roles to play—a ninja, a teacher, a leader. Chito, on the other hand, saw him as nothing more than a source of entertainment.

If Jiraiya wasn’t standing in his way, Chito wouldn’t even bother with him.

Jiraiya knew it.

This wasn’t just arrogance—Chito truly wasn’t concerned about him.

And that realization lit a fire within him.

Jiraiya’s right hand pointed directly at Uzumaki Chito.

He was taunting him. he was deliberately interfering.

He feared his Sage Mode.

And yet—he was mocking him.

Snap!

Jiraiya’s hands came together once more.

His mouth opened.

A solution presented itself.

Sage Mode.

The cheat mode was now in play.

Jiraiya had left shadow clones in Mount Myōboku

Now, all he had to do was release one.

The moment Shadow Clone No.1 dispersed, it would return his stored chakra, instantly replenishing his Sage Chakra in full.

This was the Sage Mode "cheat."

It allowed him to enter Sage Mode without waiting.

However—there was a drawback.

Unlike traditional Sage Mode, where the Two Great Toad Sages could extend the transformation indefinitely, the cheat mode had a time limit.

Jiraiya had only as much Sage Chakra as he had stored.

Once it was used up, it was over.

But as long as he was in Sage Mode—his combat strength was unmatched.

Now, in this awakened state, he was undoubtedly the strongest warrior standing beneath Uzumaki Chito.

At this moment—

Jiraiya charged.

He rushed forward, his power surging through the battlefield.

His fist was like a thunderous storm, carrying a devastating force as it swung straight for Uzumaki Chito!

It must hit.

There was no room for failure.

The attack had to land.

The battle had truly begun.

The rhythm of the fight had shifted.

Jiraiya’s focus was unwavering.

And until he had completely beaten Chito down—he wouldn’t stop.

Chapter 189: Unshakable Confidence

Uzumaki Chito dodged the attack with a swift sidestep.

It didn’t matter—it was just a single evasion, right?

But then came the second, the third, and more, each strike seamlessly flowing into the next like an intricate dance, dazzling to the eye. If this continued, it would drive anyone insane.

However, Uzumaki Chito remained completely unfazed. He watched calmly as his opponent struck, evading each blow only after ensuring the trajectory. Every single time, his dodge was precise—every single time, he succeeded.

If one could effortlessly dodge every attack, then their opponent was meaningless. It was as simple as that!

Ten minutes passed, and still, Jiraiya hadn’t landed a single hit.

At this rate, there was no hope of success—it was like trying to catch the wind.

This wouldn’t do.

If something didn’t work, one had to find a way to make it work.

"You really shouldn't keep this up. You should be able to tell that you’re starting to irritate me!" Jiraiya said, pointing at Uzumaki Chito.

"If I don’t hit you, do you really think you're invincible? You, you—!"

Before he could finish his sentence, Uzumaki Chito's figure flickered and appeared right in front of him.

A palm strike came out of nowhere.

Boom!

A loud impact rang through the battlefield as Jiraiya took the full force of the attack.

Bang! Bang!

The second and third palm strikes followed in quick succession. Did he still think he could dodge? Did he still believe he could evade successfully? Impossible!

Jiraiya, trapped under the relentless barrage, could feel the weight of the blows pressing down on him. His expression darkened, a grim and terrifying sight.

If not for the protective enhancements of Sage Mode, these strikes would have ended him already.

Even with its protection, Jiraiya wasn’t immune to damage. His insides churned, and the metallic taste of blood filled his mouth.

Sage Mode wasn’t an invincible shield. Against an overwhelmingly powerful opponent, even he would be doomed. It was just like how the two brothers, Hagoromo and Hamura, if facing their mother alone, wouldn’t stand a chance—even with all their strength.

Jiraiya’s Sage Mode was merely a lifeline, an escape mechanism at best. Trying to harm Uzumaki Chito? That was near impossible.

"Heh, was that supposed to hurt?" Chito smirked. "Do you think I take such pitiful attacks seriously? You must be overestimating yourself."

With a snort, Jiraiya suddenly turned and ran.

"You think you can just run away after messing around? You must be joking!"

Uzumaki Chito launched forward in pursuit.

Jiraiya sped up his escape.

Chito, undeterred, accelerated as well.

It was clear—the distance between them was shrinking at an alarming rate. At this pace, the outcome was inevitable.

Once Uzumaki Chito locked onto his target, there was no escape. His attacks would land, and survival was never an option.

But just as he was about to reach Jiraiya, the white-haired Sannin pulled out a talisman from his robe.

Damn! A trap!

Yet, Uzumaki Chito remained calm. A man of his level—why would he fear such petty tricks?

What he hadn’t expected was the scale of the setup.

"I’ll help!"

A voice rang out—Tsunade.

"Stop! Stay put and guard your own battlefield!" Chito barked.

The detonating talisman ignited.

In an instant, multiple hidden talismans embedded within the terrain erupted in a chain explosion.

Then—a barrier was revealed.

Jiraiya himself had never mastered barriers like those used by Danzo, so this was clearly a collaborative effort. Four shinobi had taken their positions at the four corners of the field, activating a Four-Corner Sealing Barrier.

If they had been able to hide four people right under his nose, then logically, the presence of a fifth—a hidden trump card—was entirely possible.

This wasn’t an escape. Jiraiya hadn’t been fleeing at all.

From the moment he had begun teasing and luring Chito, his true goal had been to draw him into this battlefield!

And these talismans… they weren’t placed there in a hurry. No, they had been buried long ago—prepared meticulously in advance. If they had been set on the spot, Uzumaki Chito would have easily diffused them before they could even detonate.

This was a setup.

Chito narrowed his eyes. Was this the only battlefield like this?

No—there must be more..

"You think this will work?" Chito smirked. "Danzo was just as arrogant last time. And what happened? I beat him so badly, he lost his mind."

Jiraiya chuckled. "That was last time. This time is different. This time, you won’t be escaping."

Chito's smirk didn’t falter. "Escape? Who said anything about escaping? I'll deal with you first, break this barrier, and walk out of here freely. Why would I need to flee?"

"You really think it’s that simple?" Jiraiya sneered. "If you don't believe me—try it."

Chapter 190: Battle for Peace

Swish!

A kunai shot through the air, aimed directly at Jiraiya.

Uzumaki Chito wasn’t here to waste time—his first instinct was to eliminate Jiraiya immediately.

However, before the attack could land, a figure darted forward, intercepting his path.

It was Chou.

As he charged, his body ignited with raw energy, activating the third level of the Star Gate Style. His entire figure radiated power, resembling a walking energy giant. Gripping his dual swords tightly, he spun them with blinding speed, his strikes forming a dazzling whirlwind of slashes.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The sharp ring of metal-on-metal filled the battlefield as Chito effortlessly parried each strike.

From the looks of it, this fight wasn’t ending anytime soon.

Chou’s attack pattern was overwhelming, his every move designed to slaughter an enemy from all angles.

Yet, even under such intense pressure, Uzumaki Chito remained untouchable.

His absolute defense rendered Chou’s efforts meaningless.

Chou regrouped, then launched a second wave of attacks.

If one strike failed, he would strike again.

If ten attacks failed, he would unleash a hundred more.

But no matter how many times he tried, Chito dodged them all.

Time after time, Chito evaded effortlessly, making it painfully clear—his opponent had no chance of landing a hit.

He wasn’t just dodging—he was proving his superiority.

"Is this fun for you?"

Chito tilted his head, watching as Chou gritted his teeth in frustration.

Without hesitation, Chou shouted:

"Fourth level—OPEN!"

A massive surge of energy exploded from his body.

With this power unleashed, his speed soared to an entirely new level.

Now, dodging wouldn’t be so easy.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Sparks flew as Chito, for the first time, was forced to block.

The sheer force behind Chou’s blows made it impossible to dodge them all.

Yet, even as he deflected attack after attack, Chito remained calm.

He had to admit—this was Jiraiya’s plan all along.

If there is no Taijutsu master like Guy left in Konoha, Jiraiya would have found someone else to take his place—someone willing to fight to the death.

But even if that were the case, Chito knew one undeniable truth:

He could resist every attack.

No matter how hard his opponent tried—it would never be enough.

As long as he continued blocking, the only one suffering would be his enemy.

The longer the battle dragged on, the more energy his opponent would burn through.

And when that happened—Chou would be the one to fall.

Jiraiya watched from the sidelines, his face grim.

"Why aren’t you dead yet?"

His voice was low, frustration evident.

Chito smirked.

"Why should I die?" he scoffed. "I’m actually enjoying myself. I won’t die. What can you do to me?"

"You still don’t get it, do you?" Jiraiya growled. "The plan is to kill you."

"And I don’t see how that’s going to happen," Chito shrugged. "No matter what direction you take, your efforts are pointless. Everything you’re doing is meaningless."

"You think you’re untouchable?" Jiraiya clenched his fists. "I swear—you won’t survive this."

Chito’s smirk widened.

"Your oath is meaningless too."

Suddenly, Chou let out a sharp battle cry.

"Fifth level—OPEN!"

A massive explosion of energy erupted from his body.

His entire figure stretched tight under the immense pressure, muscles pulsing with raw power.

His face twisted with the strain, veins bulging as he pushed himself beyond his limits.

Then—he charged.

His movements no longer resembled anything human. He was a blur of raw fury.

His fists roared through the air like cannon blasts, aimed directly at Chito.

Chito crossed his arms, standing firm as he took the attack head-on.

BOOM!

A powerful shockwave tore through the battlefield, the ground shattering beneath them.

Yet, even after absorbing the full impact, Chito remained unshaken.

He hadn’t even considered counterattacking.

He didn’t need to.

Chou, on the other hand, wasn’t backing down.

His iron fists continued raining down, each one faster and heavier than the last.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The relentless assault echoed across the battlefield.

Any ordinary opponent would have been coughing up blood by now.

But Uzumaki Chito wasn’t ordinary.

He stood in place, his body unwavering, his defense absolute.

He wasn’t losing ground.

He wasn’t struggling.

He was waiting.

Jiraiya’s fists clenched as a cold sweat ran down his back.

This wasn’t how things were supposed to go.

If you set a trap for an enemy, you either succeed—or you suffer the consequences.

Right now, it was clear which way things were heading.

Chou, too, was starting to waver.

He knew the next step.

If this level wasn’t enough—he had to push further.

"Should I activate the sixth level?"

He hesitated.

If he took the Energy Pill, he could even push to the seventh level.

But at that point—there would be no turning back.

Meanwhile, Jiraiya had already decided.

If Chou succeeded in taking down Uzumaki Chito, he would use the Immortal Talisman to save his life within a minute.

A precious artifact—a gift from the Toad Sages.

But there was one problem.

Jiraiya had lied.

There was no Immortal Talisman.

He had tricked Chou into believing there was a way to save himself.

But this wasn’t a battle against aliens or gods.

This was a battle against Uzumaki Chito.

And against him—no amount of trickery would be enough.