Cultivation

Jiraiya left.

Perhaps he could listen when it came to other matters.

But when it involved prophecies and fate, he became a little muddled.

After all, he was someone who had been forced to die because of a single prophecy.

It was still somewhat difficult for Shamu to change Jiraiya's way of thinking with just a few words.

But once the seed of doubt had been planted, it would surely take root and sprout.

From Gamamaru's standpoint, there was nothing wrong with following the future. After all, he was safeguarding his clan's interests.

It did not matter whether Jiraiya lived or died. Naruto had already become Mount Myōboku's successor.

Mount Myōboku would have nothing to worry about for the next few decades.

If one wanted to survive for a long time, following the right person was also one way.

As for the other two sacred lands, they basically relied on force to keep themselves going.

Every Katsuyu in Shikkotsu Forest was merely a clone of the Slug Sage. No one knew just how powerful the Slug Sage truly was.

But with Katsuyu's ability to preserve her life, it was practically impossible to kill her.

After the White Snake Sage attained a sage's body in Ryūchi Cave, she had never left Ryūchi Cave again.

Sage arts enhanced a person's senses. At the level of the White Snake Sage and the Katsuyu Sage, they could more or less foresee parts of the future.

But had anyone ever seen them fight personally?

No.

Why? Because there was no need.

Someone would save the world. They did not need to concern themselves with it.

No matter how many people died along the way, those people were supposed to die in their eyes.

As long as they were connected to the savior, the sacred lands