Winning Over the Nine-Tails

Madara steered the conversation back on track. "If that's how it's handled in the Land of Wind, how do we win over the other countries?"

Izuna looked at Madara: "The heir to the Land of Earth is your apprentice."

Madara grunted, "You can skip the Land of Earth. If you're not happy, come find me."

Izuna chuckled dryly, "Ahaha... as domineering as ever, Madara-nii."

Tobirama, "The Land of Lightning just suffered a setback here these past few days, so they won't dare to do anything. Once the news of us releasing the Three-Tails into the Land of Rain spreads, the Land of Water should also behave itself."

"Although the Tailed Beasts cannot be controlled by humans, it is a fact that the Tailed Beasts were taken away by the people of the Land of Lightning while they were under their close guard at Pearl Harbor. We took the Tailed Beasts, but they won't dare to provoke us. They'll probably argue with the Land of Lightning and won't have time for any conflict with us."

Izuna turned to look at him. "You mean Isobu originally lived within the Land of Water? How do you know?"

Tobirama raised his chin. "You think all these years of missions I've done have been for nothing?"

"Then why didn't you say so back then!"

"There's no reason to hand over Tailed Beast that we've already got," Tobirama said. "Besides, the Land of Rain is quite nice."

Izuna thought about it and agreed. Why would you let go of something you've already got? Izuna sent Isobu to the Land of Rain because he wasn't familiar with the Hokage world, and the only large body of water he knew for sure was the Land of Rain.

Secondly, he also had his own selfish reasons. He felt that with Isobu, the Land of Rain would no longer become a battlefield, Yahiko and the others would no longer become homeless because of the war.

"Even if we don't have to worry about them causing trouble, we still have to make a deal with them," Izuna said.

Tobirama shook his head. "Izuna, if you're just trying to maintain balance, you don't need to do this. While we have vast territory and abundant resources, our Chips aren't that plentiful. Maintaining good relations with only one country for a period is enough. Or do you think they have some value to exploit?"

Izuna answered quickly, "Of course there is, that's why I said so!"

Hashirama, Madara, and Tobirama all fell silent.

A similar premonition arose in the hearts of all three.

The idea of Amusement Park is about to pop into Izuna's head again.

Red Luan Road is a hidden alley in the bustling city center of the Land of Iron, where it is snowed all year round.

On both sides stand rows of gray walls. These buildings were constructed during the most luxurious era of the Land of Iron.

At that time, Samurai was still the mainstream, and Ninja settlements had not yet formed. They were noble lords, warriors who could hold off an enemy, and the strongest in the world.

The Genpei War is still fresh in my mind: the Sixth Heaven Demon King Oda Nobunaga, the swordsman Miyamoto Musashi, forest, fire, and mountain of Takeda Shingen.

That was an era where everyone could become Samurai, and everyone aspired to be Samurai.

But the world has now forgotten the Samurai. Today, they are not as cunning as the nobles, and they cannot compete with the Ninjas in terms of strength.

Over time, the limestone surface has peeled away, revealing the desolation of a fallen noble family.

The sunlight was completely blocked by the high walls on both sides, and the narrow street was covered with snow that never melted, giving off a slightly chilly feeling.

At the end of the road stood a massive five-story tower, its towering walls devoid of any windows.

Sendai Hall in the Land of Iron.

This place was once a gathering place for celebrities. Hundreds of years ago, every night, Samurai and ladies would gather here. Valiant Samurai would bring their young companions to enjoy elegant music and observe the myriad aspects of life from the top of the Tower.

It has fallen into decline; the Sendai Hall today is just a snow-covered Tower, a testament to the glory of a bygone era.

But today it has awakened again, and this time, it will be receiving the strongest warriors from all over the world, the shadows of the Ninja.

The Kage of the Land of Lightning was the first to arrive.

Ai stood at the entrance of the Sendai Hall, looking at the gray walls and the windowless door.

He was dressed in a crisp black suit today, with a knife at his waist, and his afro swayed a couple of times in the wind.

Following behind him was his bodyguard, a scruffy-bearded man wearing a peculiar hat who walked with a swaying gait.

Neither of them felt anything was amiss; they figured it was probably their country's Traditional Clothing. The Land of Iron was hosting them thought so.

The second one to arrive was the Shadow of the Land of Earth.

Ishikawa was a middle-aged man with a beard and long hair, about 1.4 meters tall, but his movements were not slow at all. He flew over from a distance, landed, straightened his clothes, and looked up at the Sendai Hall.

"Pretty impressive, isn't it?"

Following behind him was Wu, who was much taller than Ishikawa, with a dignified face, and silently followed half a step behind his shadow.

After reading it, Ishikawa coughed and walked seriously into the hall.

The shadows of the Land of Water arrived here almost simultaneously.

When Byakuren appeared at the entrance of the Sendai Hall, the scar across his left eyelid was particularly conspicuous in the sunlight.

Following behind him was Hozuki Gengetsu, blond-haired and blue-eyed, who walked with a nonchalant gait, glancing at the snow by the roadside one moment and reaching out to grab the icicles hanging from the eaves the next. He only withdrew his hand after being glared at by Byakuren.

"Behave yourself."

"Okay, okay." Hozuki Gengetsu readily agreed, and the next second he started looking around again.

The shadows of the Land of Wind arrive last.

Reto stood at the entrance of Red Luan Road and took a deep breath.

He had been thinking about the purpose of this Five Kage Summit the whole way.

The Land of Wind is plagued by water scarcity, leading to numerous battles for resources every year. The phrase "the people are living in misery" doesn't even begin to describe their current situation. It's more accurate to say that in the Land of Wind, people will fight over a single sip of water.

The Ninjas within the Land of Wind do not exist as Shinobi Clans, but rather as tribes.

The tribes were already divided, and the fighting between them had lasted for many years. If Konoha hadn't been established, Reto wouldn't have seen an opportunity to exert pressure and unify these tribes.

It has been less than two months since he unified the Land of Wind Ninja and established the Sunagakure.

There were many things to do every day, Strength the people of the Land of Wind were not easy to talk to. Fortunately, his Reto was among the best of all the Ninjas. Under the pure suppression of force, people finally showed some order and knew that they could only eat if they obeyed.

At a time like this, instead of thinking about how to strengthen their fighting force, what are these nobles doing here holding a meeting?

But Reto still came.

All the other Kage are here for the meeting. If he, the Kazekage, doesn't show up, he might have to go and interfere with the other Four Nations amidst internal divisions and overwhelming external pressure.

So let's go.

Reto stood on the road and took another deep breath, shrugged his shoulders, raised his chin, and told himself: This time I must maintain my dignity and make the other Kage think that I am not someone to be trifled with.

He led Shamon monk toward the tower.

Shamon followed behind him, his bald head gleaming in the sunlight, adorned with a blue dragon tattoo. His face, which looked menacing, was taut, though he was inwardly nervously reminding himself to smile.

Reto took the first step.

Before the second step landed, a rapid sound of hooves and the crunching of Wheels over snow came from behind.

He glanced back instinctively.

A carriage rushed from the other end of Red Luan Road, moving so fast it seemed to be chased by something. The curtains fluttered in the wind, the Wheels bounced twice on the stone pavement, and the whole carriage almost flew up.

A piercing scream, its notes rising and falling, came from inside the carriage.

"Ah, slower, ah--"

Reto stood there, watching the carriage rush past him, kicking up a cloud of snow that sprayed all over his face.

The Shamon behind him raised his hand to shield his own shadow, but it didn't block much.

The carriage rushed to the entrance of the Sendai Hall. The driver pulled on the reins, and the horse neighed and stopped.

The carriage curtain was ripped open from the inside, Uchiha Izuna leaned halfway out of the carriage, his hair disheveled by the wind, his face looking as if someone had just stuffed a mouthful of ice into his mouth.

"How many times have I told you! Slow down! I'm here for a meeting, not to be reincarnated!"

The coachman, a red fox, grinned at him and said mockingly, "Sir, didn't you say you were in a hurry?"

"Being in a rush didn't mean you could take off!"

Izuna muttered a complaint and looked up to see a row of people standing at the entrance of the Sendai Hall, all staring at him.

His hand stopped on his clothes.

"... Well."

Reto stood at one end of Red Luan Road, his face still bearing the marks of being pounced on by Xue Mozi, looking at the young man who was peeking out from the carriage.

He wasn't quite sure what expression he should have.

Izuna got back into the carriage and tidied himself up completely before jumping down.

He first bowed slightly towards Reto, as if apologizing for the commotion earlier.

Reto snorted, didn't reply, and led the Shamon straight into the hall.

Behind him, Hashirama climbed out of the carriage, looking as if his bones had been removed, his shoulders slumped, indicating that he had been jolted quite a bit.

Ban followed behind him, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, exuding a murderous aura.

The red fox glanced at the three of them and almost collapsed with laughter.

Haha--What's with those expressions, you three?!

Izuna glared at him. "Shut up."

This story begins two days ago.

After sending Isobu to the Land of Rain, the group went to find Nine-Tails).

Hashirama, Tobirama, and Madara all knew where Nine-Tails was.

Hashirama had planned to collect the Tailed Beasts long ago and had sent people to scout ahead of time.

Tobirama already knew the approximate locations of each of the Tailed Beasts.

Madara originally planned to find a Tailed Beast to fill the gaps after defecting from the village, and he also knew the Nine-Tails' habitat very well.

The good news is that they found it quickly.

The bad news is that Nine-Tails Fox is completely unresponsive.

As soon as they got close, Kurama swung its tail and swept it across them.

Without saying a word, Hashirama and Madara activated their Gundams and began attacking the Tailed Beasts.

I don't know how strong the Nine-Tails' resistance is, but it's incredibly fast. It also condensed several Tailed Beast Bomb, turning the area into a scene resembling the aftermath of a nuclear bomb.

After some effort, the three of them finally managed to subdue the Nine-Tails, but the guy had an incredibly foul mouth and cursed at them from beginning to end.

Who the hell are you?!

"Hashirama Senju? Never heard of him! Don't try to act tough in front of me!"

"Madara Uchiha? Uchiha?! Damn it, you're in Red Eye?! Why are you messing with me?! Are you out of your mind?!"

Izuna and Tobirama were ordered by their two Big Brothers to stand aside and watch. He activated his Susanoo skeleton to protect Tobirama, munching on the snacks he had brought, and as he listened, his expression became increasingly strange.

Is the mouth of this Nine-Tails fox really that smelly?

At that time, Nine-Tails was pinned to the ground by Hashirama and Madara, but it still stubbornly kept cursing and showed no sign of yielding.

Hashirama tried to talk to it properly, but it spat at him.

The spotted creature, its face cold, threatened to chop it into nine pieces. The other creature laughed and said, "Go ahead and chop me! You won't get away with it either!"

Finally, Tobirama thought for a moment, "Since Ninjutsu won't work and we can't reach an agreement, what about Genjutsu?"

The Nine-Tails froze.

Ban revealed a sinister smile, his Mangekyō Sharingan slowly swirling in his eye sockets, a crimson hue spreading across his face, the Tomoe forming three windmill blades.

Kurama stared into those eyes, gurgled in his throat, and his hair stood on end, but his body went limp before his mind could process it, and he collapsed to the ground, unable to move.

The Nine-Tails, under the bombardment of intense Genjutsu, became docile.

Hashirama rubbed his wrists, looking at Kurama lying Kurama on the ground, and thought to himself, no wonder Izuna said to fight first, in this situation, it is indeed necessary to beat him up first before talking about anything else.

The fact that the Three-Tails is so easy to talk to is probably an isolated phenomenon. We should still be prepared to fight whenever we find Tailed Beast.

Izuna stepped forward, squatted down in front of the Nine-Tails' large head, and reached out to stroke the fur on its head.

"Wow." His eyes lit up, and he rubbed his fingers into the thick, orange-red fuzz. "What a wonderful feel. Tobirama, would you like to touch it?"

Tobirama stood a few steps away, shaking his head expressionlessly.

Nine-Tails lay on the ground, rolling its eyes upwards as it looked at him. "What exactly do you want?"

"We're just here to visit." Izuna remained squatting there, his hand still on its forehead. "Has Hashirama already mentioned that, right?"

"Then why did you beat me up?"

"Wasn't that because you swept our tails first?"

"I just want to get rid of you!"

"I rely on friends." Izuna stopped what he was doing, his tone incredulous. "Look at the power of your One-Tail! You call that chasing people away? That's sending them on their way!"

Nine-Tails snorted, "Heh, you won't die."

"Sigh..." Izuna sighed, "How could you be so annoying?"

"I don't believe you're really here to visit."

"We originally just wanted to pay a visit." Izuna withdrew his hand, stood up, and patted the fur off his palm. "But now I've changed my mind. You Tailed Beasts truly deserve the title of calamities. You're too dangerous; let's seal you away."

The Nine-Tails Fox suddenly exploded. "Wait! You can't go back on your word!"

Hashirama and Madara simultaneously reached out and pressed it back down.

"Sigh..." Izuna looked at it, "But if you keep causing destruction outside like this, we fragile humans won't be able to handle it."

Nine-Tails: "..."

Vulnerable?! You call this vulnerable?!

Can a fragile person really eat snacks like a rock-solid under the bombardment of my Tailed Beast Bomb?!

He looked at the young man squatting in front of him, who was smaller than his paw, and for a moment he didn't even know where to begin his curse.

"I attacked just to keep everyone from bothering me!" it retorted, its neck stiff. "Otherwise, they'll always think I'm easy to bully! What's wrong with that!"

Izuna thought for a moment and nodded, "That makes sense, after all, you do look quite furry when you look closely."

He smiled slightly. "How about this then? The seal can be removed, but you'll have to become Madara's Summoning Beast."

Hashirama suddenly remembered what he had said at the Namikaze Sōichi that day, and his expression became strange.

Could it be that in another world, Madara's Summoning Beast is the Nine-Tails?

Ban curled his lips into a smile, "I have no objection."

Nine-Tails Fox: "I have a problem with that! I don't want to be this guy's Summoning Beast!"

"But we can't control you." Izuna shrugged. "You're only afraid of Madara's Sharingan. It would be an injustice if you didn't become Madara's Summoning Beast. Alright, it's settled then."

Nine-Tails: "..."

Help.

This person is terrifying.

Why did I suffer such an undeserved misfortune?

After that, Tobirama disappeared on the Tobirama under the pretext of having other things to do. Izuna realized that there were still five days before the meeting started, so they decided to slow down the process and travel to the Land of Iron for sightseeing.

The Nine-Tails' main body was not taken away, but Madara ordered it to create a small Chakra clone for Izuna to ride.

He carried Izuna the whole way, but when they arrived in the Land of Iron Izuna thought it would be better to rent a car.

And so, that's the origin of the red fox pulling the cart.

At that moment, the red fox laughed so hard it almost fell over, slapping the cart shaft with its paws and sweeping its tail across the snow.

The red fox stopped laughing and sat properly on the ground only after Madara revealed his Sharingan.

At the entrance of the Sendai Hall, the reception staff from the Land of Iron had been waiting for quite some time.

Seeing that the situation was under control and the fox no longer posed a threat, he stepped forward and bowed slightly to Izuna and his group. "Gentlemen, please come in. The meeting hall is ready."

Hashirama nodded and led Izuna, Madara, and Tobirama into the hall.

The red fox stayed outside to watch the carriage, curled up into a ball of orange fur, and dozed off on the carriage shaft.

The hall's corridors meandered and twisted, with faded Samurai armor and old weapons hanging on the walls, and thick wooden floors underfoot that creaked with every step.

Hashirama's tired expression vanished, replaced by his usual gentle and kind demeanor.

Ban's expression was still not good, but most of the murderous aura had dissipated and been suppressed back into his eyes.

The reception staff stopped at the entrance of the conference hall and stepped aside to make way for them.

"My lords, we have arrived."

Hashirama nodded to him and pushed open the door.