The Letter
Xuan Ye's combat power has increased several times over, and his confidence has also increased along with the increase in his strength.
"Drink!"
He mustered all his strength and met Jiraiya's incredibly powerful fist head-on.
"Bang!"
After his fist collided with Jiraiya's fist, two enormous energies continued to attack each other.
Despite the amplification of several times over, with Tai Chi Palm amplified seven times in all aspects and Monster Strength Punch amplified three times, it was still no match for Jiraiya's fists. Xuan Ye took a few steps back to alleviate the force of the impact.
"Such powerful strength. No wonder Jiraiya is Jiraiya, the Sannin the Toad Sage, who is on par with Tsunade."
A smile appeared on Xuan Ye's face. He would be staying by his side to learn Ninjutsu from now on. Xuan Ye was very happy to have such a powerful teacher.
Jiraiya's gaze sharpened as he looked at Xuan Ye's fists, a hint of doubt in his mind. "Superhuman Strength? Why does this brat possess Tsunade's Superhuman Strength?"
Jiraiya couldn't help but ask, "Hey! Kid, why do you Monster Strength Punch? Who taught you that?"
"Who taught me? Who else in this Shinobi World knows how to use the Monster Strength Punch?" Xuan Ye couldn't help but smile and ask in return.
"Could it be that Tsunade taught you? Why would Tsunade teach you the Monster Strength Punch?" Jiraiya asked again.
"Because I'm the younger brother she's taken for granted, who else would she teach if not me? Besides, she even sent me to you to be my Ninjutsu teacher and teach me how to use Ninjutsu," Xuan Ye said casually.
"Teach you Ninjutsu, you brat? How can I believe that what you say is true? What makes you think I should believe you?" Jiraiya narrowed his eyes and said softly.
By now, Jiraiya was no longer planning to make a move. Seeing Xuan Ye the even more lewd-looking old man in front of him hadn't attacked, Genya naturally wouldn't make a move either.
Do you need evidence?
Xuan Ye took a letter out of his pocket and handed it to Jiraiya in front of him.
"This is the evidence, see for yourself!"
Jiraiya took the letter from Xuan Ye, examined it carefully, and discovered that it really was written by Tsunade.
Looking at the contents of the letter, Jiraiya suddenly revealed a lewd smile and shifted his gaze to Xuan Ye, which immediately gave Xuan Ye goosebumps.
"Hey! Kid, your name is Yoru, right?" Jiraiya asked.
"Yes, my name is Ye, but what do you want? Looking at me with that lewd expression makes me a little uncomfortable." Xuan Ye's face was full of disgust, as if he didn't want to be around him.
"Hmm! Well, how should I put it!" Jiraiya hesitated for a moment before finally speaking.
"Tsunade said you're a rich kid! A tycoon?" Jiraiya asked.
"A tycoon? I wouldn't call myself that! It's just that I'm pretty good at gambling. If I want to win, I can't possibly lose," Xuan Ye said with a hint of pride.
When it comes to gambling, Xuan Ye is very confident. As long as he doesn't want to lose, he absolutely cannot lose. And as long as he is in town, he will never be short of money. Whenever he runs out of money, he can just go to the casino and make a lot of money.
"So you have a lot of money on you now!" Jiraiya looked at Xuan Ye with shining eyes.
"Hmm! Not that much! I only have 100 million taels of silver notes on me right now, not much." Although Xuan Ye didn't know why Jiraiya was asking this, he still answered.
"One hundred million!" Jiraiya's eyes gleamed even brighter.
"Ahem! Hey, Xiao Ye! I'm your teacher now, and I'm broke. Don't you think you should..." Jiraiya's smile became even more lewd as he said this.
"Huh? Should what?" Xuan Ye didn't understand, and just wondered Jiraiya, one of the Sannin the Toad Sage, could be like this.
"You have to show some respect to your teacher! Give your teacher some money to spend! In the future, whatever Ninjutsu you want to learn, your teacher will teach you that Ninjutsu, okay?" Jiraiya said quickly.
"Ask for money? How can a teacher ask a student for money?" Xuan Ye was speechless, but he finally understood what Jiraiya, the Toad Sage, Jiraiya.
Although Jiraiya, one of the Sannin the Toad Sage, was quite strong—in fact, not just strong, but very strong—why did he have such a sleazy personality?
Xuan Ye felt somewhat helpless, realizing that he would have to learn Ninjutsu from such a lewd old man.
At this moment, Xuan Ye thought of his older sister Tsunade Senju, and couldn't help but sigh, "My Tsunade sister is the best! Unlike Jiraiya, that lecherous old man, he's unreliable."
Then Xuan Ye casually pulled out a stack of silver notes from his pocket. Each note was worth 10,000 taels, and judging from the thickness, it should be worth about a million taels.
After taking out these silver notes, Jiraiya's eyes practically shot out lasers as he stared intently at the silver notes in Xuan Ye's hand, a lewd smile on his face.
"Hehe! Xiao Ye is so generous!"
Jiraiya smiled and quickly put the stack of silver notes in Xuan Ye's hand into his own pocket.
"Hey, you creepy old man, when are we going to start learning Ninjutsu?" Xuan Ye asked impatiently.
"Oh dear! It's so late now. Let's get some sleep, teacher and students, and start learning Ninjutsu tomorrow," Jiraiya said.
"Tomorrow?" Xuan Ye looked up at the sky. It was already very late. "It seems I really have to wait until tomorrow to learn Ninjutsu."
Back at the inn, Jiraiya, having just received a large sum of money, booked a room right next to Xuan Ye, which was within easy walking distance.
Night had fallen, and the earth was utterly silent, save for the occasional chirping of insects.
Xuan Ye looked up at the night sky. "The night sky is still so beautiful. I wonder what Tsunade and Shizune are doing now? Are they sleeping? Or are they cultivating? Or are they thinking of me too?"
Looking at the boundless starry sky, Xuan Ye's longing for Tsunade and the others resurfaced at that moment.
"Let's go to sleep first! It's getting late, and we need to get up early tomorrow to practice Ninjutsu!"
After gazing at the beautiful night sky for a while, Xuan Ye returned to his room, lay down on his bed, closed his eyes, and rested in the quiet night, also recalling the various events that had occurred during this period.